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John Hartford

Corn Cob Blues

 

Corn Cob Blues

(album: Looks At Life - 1967)


Well, the cowboy promoted the wedding you know
Between the songs on his rock and roll show
The groom was thin and the bride was a tease
They courted to the sound of his latest release
They both were members of the backup crew
The thin man a thinking them corn cob blues

Well, the rain came down and the crowd was slow
And the cowboy hollered and he stubbed his toe
Signs on trees from here to town
Hurricane Apple couldn't knock them down
The thin man stands in a waterlogged shoes
And a keeps on thinking them corn cob blues

Well, the cowboy sweats and he walks the aisle
Watching his money in a sticky pile
He tears his napkin there at the gate
He promoted the wedding for two weeks straight
The thin man looks while the law comes through
And he keeps on studying them corn cob blues

Well, the bride sits there and she looks at the star
A hound dog licks his trusty guitar
The drummer tunes to the key of G
The fiddle player works for free
While scraping old popcorn off a his shoes
The thin man hums them corn cob blues

Mama makes the coffee boil
It's just as thick as crankcase oil
The cowboy sends her a kiss and a flower
He drinks ten cups every quarter hour
The thin man wonders if he's adding booze
And he whistles out loud them corn cob blues

Well, brother got mad at the skinny one
And the cowboy too for all of his fun
So brother talked to the bride back stage
And he talked of love in a white hot rage
The thin man wondered if her love he'd lose
And he wrote another verse to the corn cob blues

Well, the thin man smoked and he looked at his knees
And he wondered if the crowd would all be pleased
When the sun comes up on another day
And he and the bride were far away
He didn't think the cowboy'd ever get through
So he could lose them corn cob blues

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