Ode to Guinan's: "Between the River and the Rails"
Andy Revkin is not only a star New York Times columnist with a well-received new blog called Dot Earth, he's also a Guinan's regular and songwriter with his band, Uncle Wade.
Andy and his crew wrote this tribute to Guinan's. It's called "Between the River and the Rails." As soon as there's a digital recording available, I'll post it here. Meantime, the lyrics go like this:
Sometimes when I’m so low that road-kill looks lucky,
This happens more times that you might like to hear.
There’s one destination that makes me feel better.
Down where the tide flows by just like the beer.
Between the river and the rails,
In the room behind the store,
Fireplace roaring, Guinness is pouring.
How could you ask for anything more?
Cops and stockbrokers, writers and loafers
All flock when that shamrock of neon does glow.
Toss all your worries, slow down there’s no hurry.
Come down to Guinan’s, some peace you will know.
Between the river and the rails,
In the room behind the store,
Fireplace roaring, Guinness is pouring.
How could you ask for anything more?
On the first Thursday just past the full moon,
Musicians they gather from far and from near.
Settling down for a long night of tunes,
Wild Rover and Danny Boy, jigs, airs, and reels.
Between the river and the rails,
In the room behind the store,
Fireplace roaring, Guinness is pouring.
How could you ask for anything more?
Andy and his crew wrote this tribute to Guinan's. It's called "Between the River and the Rails." As soon as there's a digital recording available, I'll post it here. Meantime, the lyrics go like this:
Sometimes when I’m so low that road-kill looks lucky,
This happens more times that you might like to hear.
There’s one destination that makes me feel better.
Down where the tide flows by just like the beer.
Between the river and the rails,
In the room behind the store,
Fireplace roaring, Guinness is pouring.
How could you ask for anything more?
Cops and stockbrokers, writers and loafers
All flock when that shamrock of neon does glow.
Toss all your worries, slow down there’s no hurry.
Come down to Guinan’s, some peace you will know.
Between the river and the rails,
In the room behind the store,
Fireplace roaring, Guinness is pouring.
How could you ask for anything more?
On the first Thursday just past the full moon,
Musicians they gather from far and from near.
Settling down for a long night of tunes,
Wild Rover and Danny Boy, jigs, airs, and reels.
Between the river and the rails,
In the room behind the store,
Fireplace roaring, Guinness is pouring.
How could you ask for anything more?
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''Between the river and the rails,
In the room behind the store,
Fireplace roaring, Guinness is pouring.
How could you ask for anything more? ''
Classic lines! Wonder.full!
This is below is a global warming protest song I wrote and put online for free.
http://www.dailymotion.com/songsterhiragana/video/x398cu_global-warming-song-how-on-earth