100 Year Picnic: The Days Are Weak

from the album, 100 Year Picnic -- Tales Of A Modern Splash
Copyright ©2008 Jeff Greeneberg & Edwin Pierce

I did not forget, just couldn’t find the words to say. Don’t you feel special when I pretend to lose my way? You’ve seen it all before, you’ve seen me walk through that door. Same old shoes and some 12-bar blues are all I seem to need today.

The days are weak, the nights are stronger, and I belong here down in Georgia...

The song comes on again on the radio afternoon. Cottonwood trees, white picket fence, and the wind look after you. You don’t care what I’ve done, I don’t care what you wear, just throw a t-shirt on, don’t bother to comb your hair.

The days are weak, the nights are stronger, and I belong here down in Georgia...

Chase the moon, chase the moon, I’m gonna feel something, catch it soon! Chase the moon, chase the moon, I’m gonna feel something, catch it soon!

The days are weak, the nights are stronger, and I belong here down in Georgia... Georgia.

by Jeff Greeneberg & Edwin Pierce

Edwin: Rhythm guitars. Jeff: Drums & cymbals, vocals, piano, & Juno-106. Collin Stokes: Upright bass.

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