Today is a good coffee day. It's cold and snowing outside and a hot cup of coffee helps to warm the soul. I wrote a song called Coffee. I posted the lyrics last week but here is the demo of the song. Hope you like it. Happy New Year. 

     One word titles. Easy to remember. The name of this song is coffee. The song is really not about coffee. It is really about love. The chorus says, Love's a cup of coffee, drink a cup or drink a pot. It's best fresh and hot. I guess that line is describing how great love feels at the beginning of a new relationship. The next line in the chorus is  Coffee, coffee.coffee, it's all I drink about. Isn't it amazing how much we think about love when we first find it. The last line of the chorus is When it turns cold, she'll just pour it out. Wasted love. Well the relationship didn't work out. It must of been bad coffee. Just a few comments about the chorus. Here are the lyrics and the twist at the end. 

Coffee 

She said, Let's meet for coffee 

 the diner down on sixth street 

 Ill be in a corner booth 

 we need to talk 

She asked, When I could be there 

 said, be there 4:15 

She's got plans for tomorrow,  

plans to leave me. 

 Oh, Love's a cup of coffee. 

drink a cup, drink a pot 

It gives me a buzz 

its best, fresh and hot 

Coffee, coffee, coffee 

It's all I drink about 

but after it turns cold 

she'll just pour it out  

I'll  miss you in the morning 

making noises in the kitchen 

The smell of your perfume ain't 

floating down the hall 

Daybreak will be diff'rent 

without you and hazelnut 

I won't change how much I make 

cause change is  tough 

Chorus Oh, Love's a cup of coffee 

drink a cup, drink a pot 

It gives me a buzz 

It's best, fresh and hot 

Coffee, coffee, coffee 

it's all I drink about 

after it turns cold 

I'll just pour it out.

I could stretch myself, like a rubber band 

and maybe, someday, give love a second chance 

Oh, Love's  cup of coffee 

drink a cup, or drink a pot 

It gives me a buzz,  

It's best, fresh and hot 

Coffee, coffee, coffee 

I can't get enough 

If it turns cold,  

I'll just heat it up. 

If it turns cold, 

I'll just heat it up.

    I have songs that I write by myself and song that I co-write with others. This song is called The Story of You. It was a song that I had the privilege of writing with my friend Fletcher. Hope you like it. 

    Yesterday, I started writing some lyrics. No pressure, just writing. I came up with the idea of talking to my Mom in heaven. Yeah, I know that isn't very original. Also, as in the case in alot of my writing. My original idea gets discarded and it goes a different direction. That is what happened on this.

    Did you every hear the song  by Three Dog Night called Sylvia's mother. It is about a guy who is dating Sylvia's daughter. He calls and asks to talk to Sylvia but the mother won't let him. It is a very conversational song. I was trying to achieve the same effect. A one sided conversation with the person on the other end of the line. Here it is.

Are there cell phones in heaven? 

If so, Can I talk to Mom? 

I need to talk. 

Can you put her on? 

It's been awhile 

since I heard her voice 

Wanna hear her smile 

feel some of her joy. 

I hope she's not busy 

Hope she's got some free time 

Am I breaking a rule? 

I bet God wouldn't mind. 

All I need is ten minutes 

I know, I'm asking alot 

but the bullets were flying 

and Yeah, I got shot. 

Tell her, I'll come see her 

I don't know when 

maybe sooner, than later 

I guess it depends. 

On the damage it does 

which organs get hit 

Maybe I can come home 

to where Momma lives 

I'm feeling kinda faint 

and I'm scared of dying 

Have you told her yet 

that I'm on the line.

I bet she's with Jesus 

Yeah, If you can find him 

She's probably drinking coffee 

sitting there talking 

about me as a kid 

with a new grass trimmer 

No weeds and no grass 

for all of the summer. 

You say, Momma's busy 

She's at the pearly gates 

Somebody special is arriving 

and she can hardly wait 

I forgot my manners, 

forgive me, If I was rude 

I didn't ask your name 

Who am I talking too? 

Oh, It's you Jesus 

Yeah, I should have known 

by your patience and kindness 

to me on the phone. 

Tell Mom, I'm coming 

and thank you for 

listening to me so 

I wouldn't die alone.

     I have been writing a song this week called Coffee. The title of the song changed today. The title for the last week was Pour it out. This is part of my editing process. I have been working consistently on this song since my day off on Wednesday. Today is Saturday. 

     I will sit in my studio and play the song over and over and over. Singing it in differently, changing lyrics, changing them back to the original, and changing them again. It is a time consuming process. I do things a little different now than I used to. 

    I used to try to find the rhyme. In the past I would try to match the last word of my lyric with the next rhyming word. Maybe I am rhyming Bruce and Goose. (For Thanksgiving dinner my wife made goose, The only person who was unhappy was her brother Bruce.) The problem with this is who cares if Bruce is unhappy, that is not what the story is about. And also my wife's brother's name is Bobby. 

    Now I would try to convey the message of the song instead of rhyming it. (For Thanksgiving dinner my wife made goose, that morning I remember I forgot to buy cool whip for the pumpkin pie at the store.) I rhymed goose and to. Not a perfect rhyme but I think it works fine in a verse. 

     I like the editing process. The only problem is that it is time consuming. The best part is when you get it right. You know when you have mastered the puzzle. It rhymes or near rhymes and it conveys the message of the song. Winner, winner, chicken dinner. 

     I will post this song after I get it recorded and demoed. Have a great day and a great Thanksgiving with Bruce eating goose.