ode to a harmonica player

come gather round my friends let us sing a sweet tune

one that you haven’t heard yet but it’s always been with you

winter has been long and we’ve lost quite a few

circle round this fire let us share our stew

and blow away

make me a hollow reed let our tongues slap with fire

sit thee down and write whoop and weep the blues oh piper

cup your hands in prayer bend free shooting sublime

throw your voice and rise til the passages align

and blow away

(i’m just gonna switch trains here real quick(

got a coat hanger dylan rack mississippi sax

gonna chase that fox down all around the outskirts of town

got my melody maker foot tambourine shaker

gonna catch that freight train astral plane hellhound and bound

and blow away

blow away

draw your breath and play

(here’s an old time fox chase)

there’s three baby foxes

over the hill

in the flower fields

now they’re over by the abandoned train tracks

so blow away

blow away

draw your breath and play

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