#94 THE CHANGES
#94 THE CHANGES
(Americana)
(DEMO)
(Full Arrangement)
One time, the summer I turned eight.
My mother said I'd earned a treat.
Took me down to see Pop-pop,
Rehearsing at the VFW in the heat.
I watched him keep telling his band,
Follow the music on the pages.
Finally put down his fiddle, yelled out:
"Boys! Just play the damn changes!"
Music swells all around you,
Here's what should ground you
Path's written down on pages,
So play those changes,
Just play the changes.
Today I'm a fireman, and divorced,
Ten years back, had a wife and big league deal.
Tried for the majors -- shoulder said "Nope!"
Told others "She's fine!" -- forgot to ask Tenille.
Morning she left, I sat on the porch
Tossed the ball in the air, used my good arm.
Went back inside, got a bowl and a spoon,
Ate a whole box of Lucky Charms.
I had my plans, but fate just yawned,
From a walk in the park to a fall in the pond.
Each moment rearranges,
So play those changes,
Just play the changes.
My friend Sandra moved to Nashville,
Planned to be a star.
Now she owns a food truck,
Still plays a mean guitar.
Next-door Janet broke her back,
Stray sock left on the stairs.
Summer evenings, she'll wave,
As she gardens from her chair.
Ran off with their neighbor,
That's how Cousin Roger lost a wife.
Eight lonely months later,
He meets the love of his life.
I had my hopes, then life shrugged her shoulders,
Not sure about wiser, but I sure got older.
Every moment rearranges,
All we can do is play those changes,
Just play the changes.