Showing posts with label jack dale coody. Show all posts
Showing posts with label jack dale coody. Show all posts

Friday, April 19, 2019

last words


by jack dale coody



you know what i think?
i think it’s all a scam
you can call me crazy
but that’s just who i am

who will stop the rain?
who started it?
pharoah built the red sea
moses parted it

moses took it fast
joshua took it slow
everybody sang and danced
at the battle of jericho

alexander rode a horse
a horse as white as snow
when he came to the river
he had nowhere to go

julius caesar ruled the world
and put his face on a dime
everybody flipped the coin
but that was in the old time

mark and matthew wrote their books
luke and john wrote others
and yet they never saw the day
when sisters would be brothers

they say the end is coming now
and that it won’t be long
but i just walk along the road
singing my little song



Thursday, April 18, 2019

why?


by jack dale coody




why is the sky blue?
not because of me and you
why are the clouds white?
because everything is going to be all right

why is the grass green?
maybe that is just how it seems
why is the sun yellow?
because uncle bob is an fine fellow

why is the sunset red?
ask uncle fred
why is the farm quiet?
because nobody wants to buy it

why do birds sing?
because they know everything
why do snakes crawl?
because they are giving it their all

why does a cat meow?
because it is not a cow
why does a dog bark?
because bodies are buried in the park

why is the night black?
because there is no turning back
why is the ocean deep?
because cousin jane is asleep



Wednesday, March 14, 2018

i got a right


by jack dale coody





i got a right to sing the blues
i got a right to stay in bed
i got a right to stand on the sidewalk
and let the rain fall on my head

i got a right to walk the streets
i got a right to say you’re wrong
i got a right to look in a window
and sing my little song

i got a right to be happy
though you deny my name
i don’t want to hear your sermon
but thank you just the same

i got a right to tell the president
he is not what he seems
i got a right to an ice cream sandwich
i got a right to dream my dreams

who are you to tell me
what i can and can not do
you have a police force and an army
i know that that is true

i could go on forever
numbering my woes
as the clouds roll by above us
and time’s sad river flows

i got a right to sing the blues
i got a right to say you’re wrong
so i walk the roads forever
singing my little song