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17 Jun 04 - 10:49 PM (#1209605) Subject: Lyr Req: 'Just seven more days, dear...' From: GUEST,Pup Tried to search for the lyrics online without any luck. The family story goes like this: my great aunt learned the song from a record she purchased probably in the 1940s, and sung and played it incessantly, until it infected the whole family. A couple generations later, all that's left is a memory of the first few lines: Just seven more days, dear Until I pass on From the awful old scaffold To the silence beyond. Needless to say, it's about a condemned criminal writing or speaking to his wife/girlfriend/mother. |
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19 Jun 04 - 07:10 PM (#1210642) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: 'Just seven more days, dear...' From: Louie Roy Refresh |
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19 Jun 04 - 09:20 PM (#1210690) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: 'Just seven more days, dear...' From: Q (Frank Staplin) No help, but reminds me of the song we used to sing as kids- just eleven more months and ten more days and I'll be out of the calaboose. The last line we also sang - my head goes in the noose. Can't remember any more. |
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21 Jun 04 - 01:44 AM (#1211251) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: 'Just seven more days, dear...' From: Louie Roy I came across a song called seven more days about a person who had paid his debt to society and is coming home to his loved one.It doesn't have any of the words you quote but possible could be the one you're looking for.It was written and recorded by Terence Trent D'arby Louie Roy |
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21 Jun 04 - 11:31 AM (#1211455) Subject: Lyr Add: SEVEN MORE DAYS (Terence Trent D'Arby) From: GUEST,Gene Terence Trent D'Arby From: Introducing The Hardline According to... found online -------------------------------------- Seven More Days Teardrops rusting on a steel bar Harmonica blues Heartblood thick enough for pine tar I've got a hole in my delta shoes Grown men wither and they dry away Their lives compromised I've gotta hold on Struggle through another day To see the fire in my baby's eyes Society's debt have been more than paid In seven more days I'll be home to you And the walls will tumble down That's separating us two The Jericho mile and a river so wide In seven more days There will be no more divide Bad dreams, cornerstone realities Bears witness to shame Hell's gate - a landscaped brutality All material gain But she's home praying on her hands & knees That safe shall I part But I am guilty of her memory But there's no crime in my heart Society's debts have been more than paid In seven more days I'll be home to you And the walls will tumble down That's separating us two The Jericho mile and a river so wide In seven more days There will be no more divide Lawful society Says this is what you get Tearful sobriety of Matters that you soon regret It all adds up to time Debts have been more than paid In seven more days I'll be home to you And the walls will tumble down That's separating us two The Jericho mile and a river so wide In seven more days There will be no more divide |