Had a weird thing happen to me this morning. As is my habit, I play for about an hour while I have my coffee, and before preparing for work. Part of the time is spent making new arrangments for songs I haven't played in some time. This morning's subject was Hamilton Camp's "Pride of Man". Spent a few moments working on a chord intro with a walking bass line that I thought was kinda' cool, and then started the song. Now I should say here that about my only real talent is that I generally don't forget lyrics, ever. Music yes, words no. So I hadn't thought about the lyrics. Got thru the first two verses, not really hearing them, and perfecting the bass line. Then I got to the third verse and felt a chill go down my spine.

Turn around, go back down
back the way you came.
Terror is on every side
Lo' our leaders are dimayed.
For those who put their faith in fire
In fire their faith shall be repaid
Oh God, the pride of man
Broken in the dust again.

Well, I WAS listening to the next verse

Turn around, go back down
back the way you came.
And shout a warning to the Nation
that the sword of God is raised
on Babylon, thy might kingdom
rich in treasure wide in fame.
for He shall cause thy tower to fall
and make of thee a pyre of flame.

This song is from the late sixties, and I'll never hear or sing it the same again. Mike

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