North West Song

And my heart belongs in the great North West
It is the only place that is really the best
And I guess that I’ll put up with this test
Living here, with all the rest

Of these musician folk, oh
They don’t do nothing but blow their smoke
And they don’t seem to care, about anything but what they wear
And they’ll strum their fancy guitars, dreaming about being big old stars

Oh and that’s not what I’m trying to do
I’m just trying to make sense to you
No poetry or chords could tell
What it feels like to have really fell

Into a slum, a place or a thicket
Or maybe someplace you’d just like to kick it
Relax and hang with a few of your pals
Exchanging stories about a lovely gal

So I’ll give you a melody to sing
And If I’m lucky it just might linger….

With my eyes ahead, no where near now
I’ll be blind and follow fate still some how
To wherever I’m supposed to go
And maybe, possibly getting out of this low

Cuz I used to have happy, and boy did it have me
Those are the days, that you’d love to see
But push through, my dear, and sooner than soon
That great old North West will come into view