Oct 212009
Phil Suckabrewski woke up. Just like always, the blues were coming down like rain. But why? Just last night, under the pale moonlight, he had seen the love light in his sweetheart’s eyes, and kissed her ruby red lips — lips sweeter than cherry wine. Thoughts of his girl, deep inside his brain, were making him go insane. But his love for her was so strong, he knew they could carry on. He hopped in his ’57 Chevy, put the pedal to the metal, and drove into the setting sun.
But what happened next?
I look forward to your responses.
HVB
I’m pretty sure the breeze blew back his hair, come to think of it.
Probably some whiskey involved.
I bet her daddy had something to say about all this.
I think he drove to the ocean and looked out over it wistfully.
Poor guy. You know he must’ve been frustrated. He wanted to make love to her ALL NIGHT LONG!
Yeah, well, it’s all for the best. He’s not the kind of guy who can be tied down. Lord knows he’s got to ramble.
He doesn’t care what the boss-man says cause he’s got some money in his pocket and he’s going to dance until the sun comes up. Maybe even across the USA.
Lord knows he’s got to ramble, cdm, but just this one time he’s willing to stay the night.
Chickenfrank — I’m not sure I agree with you on Phil’s desire to dance until the sun comes up. I think he’s more likely to dance and/or party until the break of dawn. You might say he’s got a burning fever about it. That, too, is probably driving him insane.
I’m pretty sure, though, that he’s looking for just one more chance.
Yes! One more chance to prove his love to you.
Speaking just for myself, I’m afraid his love will get put on a shelf.
When I woke up this morning
Blues were fallin’ down like rain
And thinking ‘bout my baby
Was gonna make me go insane
It’s been long three weeks
Since we said our last goodbye
And I kissed those lips as sweet as wine
And saw the lovelight in her eyes
Now I’m in my ’57
Running down those thin white lines
Closing in on heaven
But I’m running out of time
I’m gonna ride this highway
Until the morning light
I just need one last chance
To try and make this right
I was born to ramble
Lord I’m always moving on
Somehow she got a hold on me
Because her love’s so strong
Her daddy never liked me
But I don’t give a damn
I know she’s my woman
And I know I’m her man
He and his baby gotta bust outta this town. There’s a great big world out there.
NOW cdm and HVB can kick off that RTH recording project!
Bravo, CD Melloncamp.
Thanks, but I think there’s a little bit of all of us in this song.
I have a vibraslap for the recording, because I’m pretty sure there is one in this tune.
We need something in there about him leaving his cake out in the rain.
Just kidding. More seriously, the lack of the word “tonight” in these lyrics is a serious problem. Maybe the simple solution would be:
Followed by a really bad guitar solo.
Someday he’s going to fly in a big jet plane.
I was subjected to this Doobie Brothers song on the radio and was reminded of this post from last year. There’s no use competing with the masters. I give you the first verse and chorus:
Got those highway blues, can’t you hear my motor runnin’
Flyin’ down the road with my foot on the floor
All the way in town they can hear me comin’
Ford’s about to drop, she won’t do no more
And I smell my motor burnin’
Underneath the hood is smoke
Can’t stop, and I can’t stop
Got to keep on movin’ or I’ll lose my mind
Oh, rockin’ down the highway
Oh, rockin’ down the highway
Oh, rockin’ down the highway
Oh, rockin’ down the highway
LOL!