The Songwriter in Me

Lately I have been moved to write in a style of poetry form on my blogs. Not sure why. Today, I was reminded of a song that made up several years ago. The melody and the words to this song came to me instantly. This happened while I was driving, about six months before I became a born again Christian.



So, here ya go... This is how I picture it: I imagine me, sitting on a bar stool, looking hot in a cow girl hat, long golden hair, tight, skinny Levis - kindof like Sheryl Crow, but only more blonde. Skin vibrant, sun kissed. Playing the guitar and singing to a large bar crowd. (Note: I do not play the guitar or perform or wear skinny jeans or have sun kissed skin - just a vision, my vision - of me - sort of humorous actually! No, very humorous!!!)

I say to the crowd in the mic as I clear my throat, "Here's a little song that came to me when I was driving one day..." And then, I start to sing, in a raspy Janis Joplin voice:

I'm on a lonely road
Ain't got no one to hold me.
No one to share this beautiful scenery with.
I ain't complainin'. I'm just hoping, even prayin', contemplatin'.

I've been through busy cities
Drove by empty fields
Over hills and a-round the bends and
I ain't complainin' I ain't complainin Lord but when will this road
Lonely lonely road, when will this road ever end?

I've seen the truckers truckin,
And the hitchhikers hitchin'
Road workers workin
I'm so tired of flirtin'
Oh won't you tell me, Lord won't you tell me-
When will this road, lonely lonely road,
When will this road ever end?

(Tee hee hee. Husband reading this post as I type. He's totally laughing at me. And, he's heard me sing this song so many times, he has it memorized! I think he might be turned on a little... "No, honey? You're not?")
DO NOT COPY THIS. YOU CAN CALL ME AND WE CAN TALK RECORD DEAL, OK?! SERIOUSLY. I KNOW A LOT OF IP ATTORNEYS. HANDS OFF.