Song Description
A dying breed
| Song Length |
3:37 |
Genre |
Folk - General |
| Tempo |
Slow (71 - 90) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Mood |
Diplomatic |
Subject |
Musician |
| Language |
English |
Era |
2000 and later |
Lyrics
The Folk Singer
He likes his folk music, just as it comes
From Rab Noakes to the Humblebums
If he forgets a line, he just hums
He's just an old folkie
He plays Friday nights in a run down old bar
He'd never be seen dead with an electric guitar
He walks to the gig coz he's not got a car
He's just an old folkie
Chorus
He loves everything from across the acoustic folk spectrum
He still uses a Santos Supreme plectrum
Verse
He only wears denim shirts and pants
He's been waiting 30 years for his big chance
He turns up his nose at techno and dance
He's just an old folkie
He just wants to gig for minimal pay
He only liked Dylan pre "Lay Lady Lay"
Wouldn't give Simon Cowell the time of day
He's just an old folkie
Chorus
He loves everything from across the acoustic folk spectrum
He still uses a Santos Supreme plectrum
Verse
He just needs a hold all to carry his gear
If you mentioned double tracking, he would just sneer
If he got successful, it would end his career
He's just an old folkie
Chorus
He loves everything from across the acoustic folk spectrum
He still uses a Santos Supreme plectrum
© Robin Grimmond 2012