It is a Tuesday,
News day,
Blues day,
And choose day,
The third one for me!
I’m using the time,
I’m writing my book and blog now,
And using it well.
As complex as simple is.
It is a Tuesday,
News day,
Blues day,
And choose day,
The third one for me!
I’m using the time,
I’m writing my book and blog now,
And using it well.
Boats in the harbour,
Resting, just around sunset.
Blues merging gently.

The air filled with light,
Translucent and electric.
World in harmony.
Poor Conservatives,
A sorry Tory story,
Polls show poor results.

Vote blue and go green?
Or, vote blue if you see red?
Or, just the plain blues!
I’ve got PM blues,
Lots of bum notes no real tune,
A lot of clatter.
I’m not keeping score,
Happy just to let it run,
Like it’s just for fun.
Let the good times roll,
Don’t care if you’re young or old,
Let them roll, baby.
Yes, I’m a blues fan,
BB King’s a favourite
Always makes me smile.

I’ve heard him play live,
Three times, shook his leathery hand,
And Lucille touched me.
Rev. Gary Davies,
And Mississippi John Hurt,
And Big Bill Broonzy.
I learnt guitar young,
With the bluesmen by my side,
Through books and records.
Went on to Ragtime,
Jelly Roll Morton and more,
Of course, Scott Joplin!
Friday morning blues,
Pluck the melody slowly.
Major to minor.