Friday, June 18, 2010

Magical Moment 134, "Throw Some More Dirt"

I recently posted this video on facebook but hesitated posting it on my blog because it's...well, kind of a depressing song. And while I like depressing songs because of the emotional depth, honesty, and uniqueness that they require to write, record, and share, others just find them, well, depressing. But it's my blog so I can post whatever I want!

I wrote this song the day after my dog of 14 1/2 years, Duchess, passed away. In addition, I had just moved to the New York City area about a month or two before and I was thoroughly disappointed with lack of music gigs I was getting...or wasn't getting. So, that, combined with Duchess's passing made for one heck of a sad song. Plus I think Eddie was at drill or something, so I was alone that day. It's a style of country and blues and as my mother said, "It worked for Tammy (Wynette), it can work for you!" I guess we'll see. Enjoy.

“Throw Some More Dirt”
Words and music by Elizabeth Grimes Copyright 2009
Vs 1:
Another bus, another train, but it always ends the same.
Thanks, but no thanks. We decided to go another way.
I spent 6.80 on this ticket round trip into the city.
I’m about a thousand bucks in the hole.
I keep sayin that I’m gonna get a real job one of these days.
One I don’t have to worry bout what it’s gonna pay.

Chorus:
Throw some more dirt in the hole
That buries the dreams of my soul.

Vs 2:
Little girls they wanna be a mother, a ballerina,
A doctor, a teacher, a traveler, or a lawyer.
But look at me. I wanna be anything but what I am.
A crazy girl chasin dreams without a fighting chance.
I keep sayin that I’m gonna get a real job one of these days.
One that doesn’t make me feel like I’m diggin my own grave.

Chorus:
Throw some more dirt in the hole
That buries the dreams of my soul.

Bridge:
Walkin home in the rain,
Through the alley, through the pain.
A dream that hasn’t yet died,
But it’s bein buried alive.

Chorus:
Throw some more dirt in the hole
That buries the dreams of my soul