A few years back, I was challenged to write a lyric to the tune of City of New Orleans. It seemed an easy and fun task but, several hours later, I had come up with an entire science fiction song. Since I’ve been working on a generation ship idea for some time, I thought I’d present this little ditty.
A few years back, I woke up with a song in my head. Nothing would do, but I had to get up, sit down at the keyboard, and finish it. When I was done, I sent it to a good friend, with the following explanation. Just for the record, I am not a musician.
“I woke up this morning at 2am, with the chorus and about half these lyrics tearing through my mind. I started writing them down and less than an hour later, this was done. I knew from the start, how the tune was going to sound. Before it slipped away forever, I recorded it after taking Bren to work this morning. The MP3 file is attached.”
Here’s the recording.
Gimme A Chance
Sometimes, you jes gotta gimme a chance
[steady, driving beat]
Friends an’ family grin an’ laugh At the awful sounds comin’ outta th’ bath A basement mike an’ nobody’s home Ah’m learnin’ time with a broke metronome Whisper gimme a chance Oh yeah gimme a chance
Interstate miles go whizzin’ on by The radios off but ah’m feelin’ high At th’ sound of th’ drumbeat on the wheel And th’ musical notes that only ah feel Jus’ gimme a chance Oh yeah, gimme a chance
First by a campfire, then in a bar Then to the passengers in my car Finally ownin’ th’ tune between my ears Enjoyin’ the sound ’cause it’s taken years Singin’ gimme a chance Oh yeah, gimme a chance
You see th’ music’s locked up deep inside I cannot run an’ I cannot hide It ain’t fortune or fame But escapin’ th’ pain Jus’ gimme a chance Oh yeah, gimme a chance Please, gimme a chance…
Gimme A Chance, copyright 2012, by E.C. Field aka Anthony Stevens