Showing posts with label 1964. Show all posts
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Thursday, May 15, 2014

Bill Davidson, Karma, and the Missing Music Video

Christian minister, musician, and song-writer, Bill Davidson is a Facebook friend. I’m not sure friending on FB justifies me ripping him off. Back 12 years ago when Headley and the Rug (and Cral) was still on, I needed a tune to go with some lyrics I had. Being compositionally tone-deaf, I stole Bill’s tune to Sit Still Christian.
Here’s the link to see his album. link The music video I recorded was accidentally tossed or recorded-over by a slothful, slovenly, slimy station manager (but otherwise – a great guy.)
I guess that’s how karma works for us tune thieves.

Just a Poet
lyrics written by Headley Hauser, tune stolen by Headley Hauser
Oh I started out being
A stock re-arranger
A butts and beer barter
And a dollar changer
But the shirt didn’t fit
And the store keys, they got mislaid

So now I’m just a Poet
And I don’t even get paid
So then I thought I’d be
A taxi cab hopper
A prom picker-upper
and a late night stopper
But my record was bad
Enough tickets to bring down a raid

So now I’m just a poet
And I don’t even get paid

(bridge)
Hey I’m feeling a chill
Cause I’m just a poet
I eat nothing but swill
Cause I’m just a poet
And now it’s making me ill
(spoken)
They said I’d blow it as a poet
Don’t you know it
I once dreamed of being
A french fry flinger
A burger topper plopper
and an onion ringer
But BK said no way
I guess I didn’t make the grade

So now I’m just a poet
And I don’t even get paid

(bridge)
My chances are nill
Cause I’m just a poet
No more dreams left to fill
Cause I’m just a poet
If some looks, they could kill
(spoken)
There would be no more poet
Don’t you know it











So if you’re tired of being
A pizza driver or a tumbler
And you think you’d find it freeing
To be a versifying mumbler
Hey c’mon over here
You know I’d really like to trade

Cause I’m just a poet
And I don’t even get paid
(spoken)
C’mon now, don’t be afraid

Cause I’m just a poet
And I don’t even get paid
(spoken)
Hmmm how can I persuade?

Cause I’m just a poet
And I don’t even get paid
(spoken)
I should have been a sculptor



Here’s a vid of a very young Bill Davidson when he was with the 60s Salvation Army band, The Joy Strings. I think it’s him they focus on around a minute and 5 seconds, but I can’t be sure.