Pops Grave			Draft			RogersonLB

V1
Pulling of the interstate,
this turnpikes just new
have to get around the hypermart too

sure changed from when we were kids
I can see Nans new place on the hill

Chorus
Hey Nan the old cotton gins are gone
they've put concrete on the road
electric trains on the rails
do you remember I am here to take you
to visit pops grave

V2
Getting through all these gates
till I get to her room
just keep talking she recognise me soon

Chorus
Hey Nan the old cotton gins are gone
they've put concrete on the road
electric trains on the rails
do you remember I am here to take you
to visit pops grave

Bridge
something about kin, without them
you got nothing, you got nothing

Chorus
Hey Nan the old cotton gins are gone
they've put concrete on the road
electric trains on the rails
do you remember I am here to take you
to visit pops grave


Pops Grave - Song 43 -2016 50 SOngs in 90 Days

Does not really talk about himself in the third person, thinks ARTY should do his homework before he goes to bed and, must not drink his own bath water as this has had someone washing in it. ARTY likes hanging out the washing on sunny days and writing songs about how wet the sheets are, he then spends an inordant amount of time spell chhecking documents and looking under his bed for his lost memories and last nights dinner wrappers.

Most imporantly ARTY believes that good music should be spelt with three o's in Good, so this is GOOOD and is a little bit further away from God which has only one o in Good. The only serious thing he does not like is songwriters who are so lazy they keep using the same word as their crux for not working hard enough and then expect to be congratulated for this amazing exploit of the explotation of a swearword which without the song would not be an unforgetable diatribe of the primal ooze of conciousness, really and I do really i do not give a F about the use of the F words or worse in songwriting.

So if you have been silly enough to get this far, he does want to start collaborating more and learning more than somethiing about the format and requirement of writing Nashville style songs, story,conversational. no metaphor, get in there tell it and FINISH- He does though have a penchant and a paper bag with a twist of monumental proportions and strangely just keeps doing it, looking over his shoulder and throwing salt, but (not the butt when you stand too close to a got butt) then Arty is just a little bit left of centre and down the road a bit and if you look hard you will see him hiding behind the letter box at number 5.

Pops Grave - Song 43 -2016 50 SOngs in 90 Days

Arty Redsocks