Review of the Franchise

I wrote this song in a redwood grove near Pescadero, California.

Review of the Franchise

Mister, won't you bend to lend me a dollar?
I can hardly make it out here on my own
A little spare change would ease my pain
I swear to you, man... I'll buy a sandwich

Mister can I have some of that kind of candy
grades are gonna get better I know
sure I'll read "Miles", I'll read it by Monday
sooner I can, sooner I'm a better man

Come on Mister Guy, bring her up on the front porch
care she doesn't touch that hot Harley over there
buy you a beer, go yonder in the holler
down by a crik with a dumb dog dancin'

Flowin' down the crik to the very last gallon
climbin' up over on the Heritage Grove
carry La high, up high on my shoulder
steppin' up over a yellow slug sluggin'

Hawk and deer come to her in a vision
little grey mouse makes her welcome up here
she'll never find what's over the hill there
if mountain lion comes a clawin'

Look up at the tree, La, that Bryan is huggin'
look up at the shades of green around here
come the summertime we'll go down to the seashore
walk a hundred miles and another foot longer

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posted by Disbro (2 comments total)

Ooh, pleasing harmonies. Nice and lonesome.
posted by Karlos the Jackal at 3:44 AM on October 3, 2010

This really draws you in, just beautiful. And I love that last line, that's a great turn of phrase
posted by InfidelZombie at 12:57 PM on October 9, 2010