Join Date: Feb 2004
Location: rural southwestern N.Y. State
Thanks, Argent; I rather suspected that Marty had a strong affinity for things Hispanic, or it sure seemed that way in his music.
This thread is about sad songs, at risk of widening the discussion..I would like to include a small poem. After all, a song is just a poem set to music.
This poem is by Robert Service, who wrote many poems, especially concerning Alaska, and her wild, gold miner, sourdough days.
You asked for sad songs...see if you can picture the sadness in this lonely heart;
An Old Story
(Retold in Rhyme)
They threw him in a prison cell;
He moaned upon his bed.
And when he crept from coils of ****:
"Last night you killed," they said.
"Last night in drunken rage you slew
A being brave with breath;
A radiant soul, because of you
Lies dark in death."
"Last night I killed," he moaned distraught,
"When I was wild with wine;
I slew, and I remember naught . . .
O Mother, Mother mine!
"To what unbridled rage may lead
You taught me at your knee.
Why did I not your warning heed . . .
And now - the gallows tree.
"O Mother, Mother, come to me,
For I am sore distrest,
And I would kneel beside your knee
And weep upon your breast. . . ."
They stared at him; their lips were dumb,
Their eyes tear filled;
Then spoke the Priest: "She cannot come . . .
'Twas she you killed."
"Politically correct" language, is really Orwellian 'newspeak'. (Michael Cutler)