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03 Jul 03 - 08:40 PM (#976318) Subject: Lyr Req: i couldn't eat my breakfast From: GUEST,anais there's this song that's been plaguing me...real sharp, clever lyrics on the subject of (i assume) a truly wretched hangover. i heard it at an a capella sing at gottagetgon, and a fellow at old songs told me the title of it was "roll the old chariot along", but i know that can't be right, that's the drop of nelson's blood song. totally different lyrics on the DT. oy vey. can anybody help me? the only line that stayed in my mind was: "i couldn't eat my breakfast i know because i tried" sorry i know this is typical GUEST behavior, but i figure if you folks can't help me, nobody can. danke |
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04 Jul 03 - 03:53 AM (#976469) Subject: Lyr Add: ROLL THE OLD CHARIOT ALONG From: GUEST,Kelly Ryer You may have heard Greg Clarke sing this at the Gottagetgon. I have a recording of him live at Cafe Lena, and the words are as follows. He calls it "Roll the Old Chariot Along." A little bit of whisky won't do me any harm (3x) And we'll all hang on behind We'll roll the old chariot along (3x) And we'll all hang on behind Now the wages of sin they tell me is death Like the grim retribution that fell on Macbeth but the wages of gin is a terrible breath Won't someone take me home We'll roll the old chariot along (3x) And we'll all hang on behind I feel like a fish that has recently died Or like the rind of a melon left at low tide I can't eat my breakfast -- I know 'cause I've tried Won't someone take me home We'll roll the old chariot along (3x) And we'll all hang on behind A nip for the dog that bit you won't do you any harm (3x) And we'll all hang on behind We'll roll the old chariot along (3x) And we'll all hang on behind There may be a verse missing that I remember him singing n the past -- something about temples bulging. But it's a great song! -Kelly |
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06 Jul 03 - 10:09 PM (#978048) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: i couldn't eat my breakfast From: anais THANK YOU!!!! anyone know more verses? |
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20 Jul 08 - 01:19 AM (#2393287) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: i couldn't eat my breakfast From: GUEST I think I might have remembered the last verse: My head feels like lead, my temples they bulge My tongue tastes like something I dare not divulge It's always this way when I over-indulge Won't someone take me home? |
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25 Dec 11 - 09:34 PM (#3279976) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: i couldn't eat my breakfast From: GUEST,Greg Clarke The poem is called "Hangover" by Phillip Rhinelander and I just adapted it to the song "Roll the Old Chariot" aka "Nelson's Blood". |