Expecting Rain

A Little Bit of These Workingman Blues

2007, July 22

In the dark I hear a night bird call
The silent hills are steep
I'll sleep in the kitchen with my feet in the hall
I'll tell you my whole story but you'd weep


Now they worry and they hurry and they fuss and they fret
They can waste your nights and days
Them I will forget
You I'll remember always

It's a cold, black night and it's Midsummer's Eve
It's raining so hard you could drown
I still find it hard to believe
Somebody would kick me when I'm down


In you my friend I find no blame
Wanna look in my eyes, please do
No one here can ever claim
I took up arms against you


Now I'm down on my luck and I'm black and blue
I won't give you another chance
I'm all alone, I'm expecting you
To lead me off in a cheerful dance

I've got a brand new suit and a brand new wife
I can live on rice and beans
Some people never work a day in their life
Don't even know what work even means



2013, July 25

My cruelest voices have been put on the shelf
It's a smooth path that we trod
It's a long way down when one transfigures oneself
Into a shoutful continual Bob

You are blood-thirsty fans my friends
I'm gonna raise a glass to your taste
I'm gonna put my violent barking to an end
And release some Self Portrait waste

Meet me at the Royal Albert Hall
Bring me my shoes and coats
You can age with the lyrics or catch a snow ball
Sing another bit to these Workingman notes

The Man In Me from the same concert was great as well

The Bob in me will hide behind the mike to keep from being seen
But that’s just because he doesn’t want to be filmed by some machine
Took a fanboy like you
To get through to the Bob in me