Thanks to the intrepid Ernie Johnson, who coined the chorus and impetus, we now have a song for GEtaway 2010. The tune is a raggy oldtimey sorta thang.

CHO: Lord willing and the creek don't rise, I'm going to the Getaway.
Out where the lonesome seagull cries, on the edge of the Chesapeake Bay
All the folks stay up all night,
Making music 'til the rooster cries,
Lord willing and the creek don't rise,
I'm going to the Getaway.


I've gone to work most every day
The whole dang year it seems
Trying to forget the singing sounds
That show up in my dreams
I've been through bitter winter months
And hellish summer days
And now by God, I've had enough,
I'm going to the Getaway

CHO

I long to see a country road
That leads up the shore
With folkies wandering 'cross the fields,
Two hundred souls or more.
I hunger for the songs they sing
And the funny things they say,
So mister, stamp my ticket quick,
I'm going to the Getaway!

CHO

I want to hear old Bobert shout
The blues when they're done right.
And watch Big Mick put the Irish out
When he gets a little tight
I want to hear sweet Liz LaPrelle
Hold the whole place in her sway.
By God I'm done with the working life,
I am going to the Getaway.

CHO

When I get there I'll drink all night,
And sing a thousand tunes
And if I watch the windows right,
Catch sight of Ernie's moon!
I'll listen to the cowboy songs
While the ladies dance and play.
Be still my heart, I'm off to start
And I'm going to the Getaway!

(CHO, turnaround repeat on last two lines)