Garage Sale

Was massively inspired two weekends ago, playing music with some good friends: Cary (guitar), Tony (stand up bass) and Noah (guitar and stand up bass). The following weekend had myself, Cary, and his wife Amy (on the fiddle) at our house, and it was another great musical time.

Had this song skipping back and forth inside for a little bit now, and - although I don't quite have this the way I want it - I wanted to post it and get some more songs up. Recorded through the computer the mostly vocals whilst strumming track, and simultaneously through my microtrack to pick up some heavier b-uke. Overlayed those two and solo b-uke lines added over those tracks afterward, with crackly sounding hand claps last.

Lyrics need some tweaking, but here is where they are at this moment:



Lyrics:

Tubs of rubbish up for sale
awkward knick-knacks by the pale
its a chime in time that without fail
beckons my smile to your garage sale

|A box of books to hook me in my curiosity gland
is sure to milk my ilk of every penny at hand
but a pile
an L.P. pile
vinyl available in any old style
is sure to leave me crying - o - for more

Erotic ashtrays by the score
what can hold your coals and more
it's no frills but still it's thrills galore
open sesame, garage door

A colored dot with a jot for the price you are asking
or perhaps penciled onto tape du masking
And the price
if not high
could not happen to a worthier guy
I love your converted driveway-store

A box of books to hook me in my curiosity gland
is sure to milk my ilk of every penny at hand
but a pile
an L.P. pile
vinyl available in every style
is sure to leave me crying - o - for more
Tubs of rubbish up for sale
awkward knick-knacks by the pale
its a chime in time that without fail
beckons my smile to your garage sale

Music and Lyrics Copyright 2009 Mark Allen Johnson