Coming Home.

So pull up a chair, I’ll buy you a beer  
Tell me your news, kick off your shoes,  
It's been years since I've heard anyone from home.  
And how's the old pair, are they still there?  
Mam in the kitchen, and Dad in his chair,   Reading the paper and putting the world to right.

Send my love to them in the morning,  Please tell my Mam that I'm coming home.

And how is young Mary, is she still contrary?
  I remember her smile, the sweetest in Kerry,  
I wonder if she ever thinks of me?  
I swore I'd send for her, when I had the money,  
I'd bring her to Brooklyn, we'd marry in Joseph's,  
And live the good life, in the heart of New York City.

Send my love to her in the morning  Tell her I think of her night and day.

I came here in '90 with nothing but hope,  
A second-hand suitcase tied up with rope,  
With the name of someone who was a friend of a friend of a friend.  
He got me a job washing down trailers,
In a meat packing plant, down near the Hudson, 
The smell was God-awful, but the money wasn't too bad.

Let's raise a glass to him in the morning,  And tell my Mam that I'm coming home.

I drank in the night-time, I drank in the day,  
I fell in with low-life's, the lost and the strays,  
We banded together in low-lit bars and Inns.  
Then I lost my job in the meat packing plant,  
Too many absences, and nights in the tank,  
The friend of a friend stopped taking my calls since then.

Let's raise a glass to him in the morning,  And tell my Mam that I'm coming home.

Tell them, I’m coming home

Picture of Time's Square 1980's courtesy of Douglas Corrance.

Coming Home (with Mark Bennett)

Mackay

N°344 / 7 avril 2024

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Une émission de Philippe Meyer, enregistrée en public à l’École alsacienne le 7 avril 2024.
Avec cette semaine :
Nicolas Baverez, essayiste et avocat.
Jean-Louis Bourlanges, président de la Commission des Affaires étrangères de l’Assemblée nationale.
Lucile Schmid, vice-présidente de La Fabrique écologique et membre du comité de rédaction de la revue Esprit. 
Richard Werly, correspondant à Paris du quotidien helvétique Blick

Le modèle scolaire dans tous ses états / La Turquie après les élections perdues par Erdogan

Thématique : Emmaüs, avec Tarek Daher

She's In the Stars

N°360 / 21 juillet 2024

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Une émission de Philippe Meyer, enregistrée au studio l’Arrière-boutique le 19 juillet 2024.
Avec cette semaine :
Nicolas Baverez, essayiste et avocat.
David Djaïz, entrepreneur, essayiste et ancien secrétaire général du Conseil National de la Refondation.
Lucile Schmid, vice-présidente de La Fabrique écologique et membre du comité de rédaction de la revue Esprit. 
Lionel Zinsou, ancien Premier ministre du Bénin et président de la fondation Terra Nova.

Quelles réalités pour le prochain gouvernement ? / Les Etats-Unis et leurs démons

Viviane

Discussion Entre Un Père Et Son Fils

Le Catboat Reprend Le Large

I have no more space here.
I have to move to another place.
The ones who know me already know where.

...See you there.

The crooked hills I can't remember (last song posted here)

Sad, sad, sad Saturday night song.. or is it? Choose how you understand the final line...

Note: I hereby acknowledge that on the same theme, Brel's "Orly" is a million times better than this. At least...

Music, lyrics, guitar and vocals: Yann Vienne

We're sitting on a bench, the sun is shining high,
You take my hand and clench it, something's about to die,

Summer's in the air, you're all I need to know,
I feel a fright, I feel a scare, I'll have to let you go...

Guess I can see the train, so we've run out of time,
I'm looking at a stain, oh, should I toss a dime?

You say it won't be long, only a year or so,
Why do I hum this song, why do I have to go?

I'm drowning in the stream, I should take you away,
Maybe it's all a dream: I'm gonna wake up, hey?

You kiss my face and smile, say I love you and rise,
The girl at the turnstile with kaleidoscopic eyes,

I guess it must be you, about to turn away... 
I guess it must be you, about to turn away... 

You kiss my face and smile, say I love you and rise,
The girl at the turnstile (with) kaleidoscopic eyes,

I guess it must be you, about to turn away,
I guess it must be you... that's decided to stay...

I Guess It Must Be You - Open for collaboration

Hi,

My collaborations are still at the following pages: 
https://soundcloud.com/non-sapiens-and-ko 
https://soundcloud.com/ns-hugo
https://soundcloud.com/spidersapiens

But most of them end up being reposted here anyway...

Apart from these, I sometimes repost stuff from others that I've particularly liked but I only do so for 24 hours so as not to clog my own stream too much (nostalgic sigh for old SC...).

And who am I exactly, then? Well, my name's Yann Vienne and I'm a French teacher of English living in Alsace, near Germany. My hobby is to write and perform simple little songs in French and English and since discovering Soundcloud to post them for everyone to hear and my ego to inflate. My wife and some friends appear on certain tracks. 

Please don't hesitate to leave a comment, be it positive or negative. And for regular updates you can visit my Facebook page (and "like" it if you please) at : http://www.facebook.com/pages/Non-Sapiens/231217246890785?sk=wall

Bonjour,

Je m'appelle Yann Vienne, je suis prof d'anglais et je vis en Alsace. Mon hobby ? Composer de petites chansons sans prétention, les enregistrer avec les moyens du bord et poster ces petits brouillons sur Soundcloud. Et depuis quelques mois j'ai un VRAI groupe que vous pouvez écouter ici : https://soundcloud.com/nonsapienslive

I Guess It Must Be You - Open for collaboration

Non Sapiens