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[Charlie Bernstein]

Don't need any help with this, just thought I'd share. Haven't done much writing lately, so it was nice to bang this one out:

“Don’t Knock It Till You Try It”
copyright Leon Fullerton

verses: G C / G D / G C / G D G - /
chorus: C G / D G / C G / D G /

Open G Piedmont rag, optimistically:

I met a funny feller walking down the street,
he had shoes on his hands and gloves on his feet,
skivvies on his head and a hat on his knee.
I said, “’Scuse me, sport, can’t believe what I see.”

He said, “Don’t knock it till you try it,
you just might like it fine.
Don’t knock it till you try it,
ain’t nothing worse than getting left behind.”​

So I ducked into a bar to get my head straightened out.
A talking dog spotted me, and he commenced to shout.
I said, “Simmer down, Rover, you’ve had too much to drink.”
He said, “Seein’ as you’re buyin’, I’ll tell you what I think.”

He said, “Don’t knock it till you try it. . . .”​

So I ran down to the diner to settle my nerves,
ordered up the special that cute waitress serves.
I said, “I ain’t never ever been in love before.”
She said, “I’ve had my eye on you since you walked in the door.”

She said, “Don’t knock it till you try it. . . .”​

 

[chulaivet1966]

Hey CB....

I think you put these non-serious lyrics together pretty convincingly.

He sure has a mind of his own.....and damn the fashion sense.

It's well written....time to get the music married to those lyrics.
Looking forward to hearing your 'open G' tuning rendition....I suck at open tunings.

Carry on....

 

[blowtorch]

I dig it. Bigly.

 

[Charlie Bernstein]

Hey CB....

I think you put these non-serious lyrics together pretty convincingly.

He sure has a mind of his own.....and damn the fashion sense.

It's well written....time to get the music married to those lyrics.
Looking forward to hearing your 'open G' tuning rendition....I suck at open tunings.

Carry on....

I suck at it, too. But my wife likes how I sound. The only really tough part is the right thumb. Do it every day and something's gotta click. We hope.

Been fixing the tune up here and there. It takes a while to get 'em exactly right, right? Glad you approve!

 

[chulaivet1966]

I suck at it, too. But my wife likes how I sound. Been fixing the tune up here and there. It takes a while to get 'em exactly right, right? Glad you approve!

Well....then you DO have 'fan' base!

Absolutely....I'm very deliberate in fleshing it all out prior to tracking anything.

It's a good write CB....concisely phrased with just (3) verses and plenty of imagery.

I haven't written anything new recently.
I have a couple of subjects selected but not mentally ready to dive in to focused lyrics mode.

Back to it....

 

[Charlie Bernstein]

Well....then you DO have 'fan' base!

Absolutely....I'm very deliberate in fleshing it all out prior to tracking anything.

It's a good write CB....concisely phrased with just (3) verses and plenty of imagery.

I haven't written anything new recently.
I have a couple of subjects selected but not mentally ready to dive in to focused lyrics mode.

Back to it....

I've hardly written anything lately, either. Can't go out and play, so I've been spending the fall and winter learning songs, instead. Up to about seventy, mostly mine. Wrote one a couple months ago, but I won't post it here because of political content. (It's to the tune of "Riot in Cell Block Number 9.")

Unsolicited, here's the most recent rewrite of "Don't Knock It":

I met a funny feller walking down the street,
he had shoes on his hands and gloves on his feet,
skivvies on his head and a hat on his knee.
I said, “Lord, have mercy, this just can’t be!”

He said, “Don’t knock it till you try it.
Why you wanna worry and whine?”
He said, “Don’t knock it till you try it.
You might decide you like it just fine.”

So I ducked into a bar to get my brains straightened out.
A talking dog spotted me and started to shout.
I said, “Pipe down, Fido, you’ve had too much to drink.”
He said, “Seein’ as you’re buyin’, I’ll tell you what I think.”

He said, “Don’t knock it till you try it. . . .”

So I ran down to the diner to settle my nerves,
ordered up a piece of pie that that sweet waitress serves.
She said, “I’ve had my eye on you since you walked in the door.”
I said, “Well, I ain’t never ever been in love before.”

She said, “Don’t knock it till you try it. . . .”

 

[chulaivet1966]

I haven't written much lately, either. Been spending the fall and winter learning songs, instead. Up to about seventy, mostly mine. Wrote one I like earlier in the year, but I won't post it here because of political content. (Hint: It's to the tune of "Riot in Cell Block Number 9.")

1) That's where my focus has been too lately just to keep up my rhythm chops before my fingers totally seize up.
I've got 21 of my favorite songs on my set list ( figure of speech only) that I go through.

2) Ha...I think that's a prudent decision.

Don't mean to hijack your thread.
Finally getting some rain here!

Have a great day....

 

[chulaivet1966]

I've hardly written anything lately, either. Can't go out and play, so I've been spending the fall and winter learning songs, instead. Up to about seventy, mostly mine. Wrote one a couple months ago, but I won't post it here because of political content. (It's to the tune of "Riot in Cell Block Number 9.")

Unsolicited, here's the most recent rewrite of "Don't Knock It":

I met a funny feller walking down the street,
he had shoes on his hands and gloves on his feet,
skivvies on his head and a hat on his knee.
I said, “Lord, have mercy, this just can’t be!”

He said, “Don’t knock it till you try it.
Why you wanna worry and whine?”
He said, “Don’t knock it till you try it.
You might decide you like it just fine.”

So I ducked into a bar to get my brains straightened out.
A talking dog spotted me and started to shout.
I said, “Pipe down, Fido, you’ve had too much to drink.”
He said, “Seein’ as you’re buyin’, I’ll tell you what I think.”

He said, “Don’t knock it till you try it. . . .”

So I ran down to the diner to settle my nerves,
ordered up a piece of pie that that sweet waitress serves.
She said, “I’ve had my eye on you since you walked in the door.”
I said, “Well, I ain’t never ever been in love before.”

She said, “Don’t knock it till you try it. . . .”

Ahem....just thought I'd chime in to revisit your open G progress on this one.
Maybe Keef can offer some short cut tips.

Carry on....