Just finished a blues song, co-written with a Nashville friend, my first attempt at blues, and all performed on the PSR2000.

If you care to listen, it is at:
http://artists2.iuma.com/site-bin/streammp3.m3u?187922 (hi-fi), or
http://artists2.iuma.com/mugly-bin/ramgen.ram?aid=58505&sid=187922 (RealPlayer)

Here are the words:

Blues Plate Special
©2001 C. Bernard / C. Wong

My woman done left; she took all the pots and pans.
My woman done left; took all the pots and pans.
Why she want 'em all; she only got two darn hands.

I'm sittin' in the cafe; eatin' supper all alone.
Sittin' in the cafe; eatin' supper all alone.
Might stay here all night, no reason to go back home.

It's the Blues Plate Special; they named it after me.
It's the Blues Plate Special; named it after me.
Come get your Blues Plate Special and a cup of misery.

Salad's got worms. The bread's got mold.
Mashed potatoes like soup and the soup is cold.
Steak's full of gristle. The chicken is raw.
Gravy's got lumps. Cole slaw's got straw.

It's the Blues Plate Special, they named it after me.
It's the Blues Plate Special; named it after me.
Get your Blues Plate Special and a cup of misery.

Pork chop's all bone. Boiled eggs are green.
Dropped it on the floor and the floor ain't clean.
The butter is rancid. The milk is sour.
The rice is movin' and there's bugs in the flour.

It's the Blues Plate Special, they named it after me.
It's the Blues Plate Special, named it after me.
Come get your Blues Plate Special and a cup of misery.
Get your Blues Plate Special and a cup of misery.


Thanks for listening!


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Regards and Aloha,

Charlie
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