Rhymes, Rants & Accolades from North Central BC

THE BREAKUP BLUES

My husband and I composed the following song. I wrote the lyrics and he composed the tune. It’s about the misery endured by some of the old time bachelor loggers I met while residing in the bush.

[circa 1975]  Sense and Nonsense

I worked through the cold,
And worked when it snowed,
Knockin’ those spruce trees down,
Thinkin’ ‘bout when the woods would shut down,
When breakup time rolls around,
When breakup time rolls around.

My pockets are empty,
“Cause my paycheck is gone,
Spent it all on booze,
Two months to go on the unemployed roll,
And I got those breakup blues,
And I got those breakup blues.

The snow is all gone,
And mud’s all around,
The ban is out on the loads,
No more hauling… the trucks have all stopped,
It’s breakup time on the roads,
It’s breakup time on the roads.

Too cold to go fishing,
Too broke to leave town,
Sleepin’ way past dawn,
I’ll set the clock for half past May,
Then breakup time will be gone,
Then breakup time will be gone.

Down at the U.I.C.
They’ve forgotten me,
Though I did just what they asked,
I filled out the forms and I sent them in,
And my waiting days have passed,
And my waiting days have passed.

 

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

w

Connecting to %s

Tag Cloud

%d bloggers like this: