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Songs for My Friends to Sing, Volume 2

by Adam Wilcox

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1.
Hush-a-bye baby, don’t even try All those pretty horses are just standing by You’re no devil even if you’re no saint Can’t see the picture for the paint Way down yonder in the meadow Birds and butterflies Open your eyes Poor little baby, cryin’ mama Getting’ so high on the drama You’ll make it you just can’t fake it today Tonight your dreams all dapples and gray And when you wake, it’s sweet sweet cake Questions would be unwise Open your eyes Take off those misbegotten shoes Walk the coals you’ve got nothing to lose All you have to do is choose All the pretty horses in glorious hues Yesterday’s news Hush-a-bye baby, your mama’s gone Nothing to do but just keep keepin’ on Put your head down, lie awake Chart the history of your next mistake Way down yonder in the meadow Birds and butterflies Open your eyes Take off those misbegotten shoes Walk the coals you’ve got nothing to lose All you have to do is choose All the pretty horses in glorious hues Yesterday’s news Hush-a-bye baby Hush-a-bye baby Don’t… you… cry, go ahead and cry Hush-a-bye baby Hush-a-bye baby, go ahead and cry
2.
Begin with dirty faces Without shoes Yesterday skies were clear Wrap the fish in that old news Was always headed here You can see that now Silhouetted by the sunset Cradle in the unsound bough Reach your hands into the night sky It’s no way to get by Branches that don’t bend Break in the end Down comes baby, cradle and all Summer comes to Fall Carve your name in the tree trunk Make your meaning plain Fingerprints round the crime scene Stick the needle in the vein Shadows coming o’er the valley Wind rising high Every friend you have is dying No one can hear you cry Snowblind in your mind’s eye Will never get you by Don’t be misinformed In the coming storm Down comes baby, cradle and all Shit sticks to the wall (and…) …the stranger comes to call The stranger comes to call You’ll see it all (when the) Stranger comes to call Close your weary eyes Close your weary eyes In the darkness you’ll realize Close your weary eyes Shadows coming o’er the valley Wind rising high Every friend you have is dying No one can hear you cry Reach your hands into the night sky It’s no way to get by Branches that don’t bend Break in the end Down comes baby, cradle and all Summer comes to Fall Don’t be misinformed In the coming storm Down comes baby, cradle and all The stranger comes to call The stranger comes to call etc.
3.
to the monkey house Your table’s almost set Everything’s been taken care of All of your friends are here We’ll throw you fetch We’ll toss you catch We’ll be the cats, you be the mouse Welcome to the monkey house Welcome to the hall of mirrors See what’s in the old man’s beard Mother Hubbard’s throwing shoes Walk a mile on another man’s blistered feet We’ll speak you hear Smile from ear to shining ear Put on your pants, take off that blouse Welcome to the monkey house Dreamin’s easy in a lover’s touch You get part of what you want when you don’t ask much The rain can’t quench the advancing fire You can’t reach where the monkey escapes on the wire Welcome to the tunnel of love The timeline’s all confused You’re realizing you’re the mark They’re throwing the shit at you Welcome to the monkey house Welcome to the monkey house Welcome to the monkey house Welcome to the monkey house

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released June 18, 2021

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Adam Wilcox Rochester, New York

Adam Wilcox is a poet and musician in Rochester, NY.

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