Wednesday, October 27, 2010

Poem For Today--Dave Alvin--Lee Allen

LEE ALLEN

The cigarettes that killed you,
you can smoke all of them that you want,
now that you're in heaven.

Now that you're in heaven
each day will start in the late afternoon
with a casual round of golf

followed by a recording session
in the early evening and every heavenly session
pays triple scale and royalty points.

You'll have a gig every night,
now that you're in heaven, you and your sax
backed by a solid, bluesy organ trio

in an intimate smoky niteclub
full of beautiful, smiling women
of every size, age, shape and color

and there'll be children sneaking inside
to learn the truths only you can teach them
about life and love and music

And when it's time for you to play in heaven,
you'll set down your scotch as a
sweet, black angel hands you your horn.

*(Lee Allen--Tenor Sax Player, Blaster, Session Man Extroardinaire)

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