Each month (more or less), we will install a lyric sheet here for a Shrimp City Slim original song that might be timely. (Photo: Saint Lazare train station, Paris). Merci! 10/9/2020
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Travel has always been an important part of my life and is probably one of the main reasons I became a working musician in the first place. I've been very lucky to have travelled widely with music and hope to do so again once COVID-19 is managed. When I wrote this song in 2005, I never had a notion how prophetic it would be. I was just writing about growing older and maybe slowing down a bit. Little did any of us know that the pandemic would do that for us.
BUY IT: you can find this song on "Dark Road Piano" from 2006. As a pandemic gesture, we offer "Dark Road Piano" now for a special delivered price (USA & Puerto Rico only) of only $10. Paypal address: paypal.me/Shrimp20
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PLACES I CAN'T GO NO MORE (music & words: Gary Erwin, copyright 2005, published by Blue Chasqui Music (BMI).
When I think of all the places I've been / I know I'm a lucky man / Sometimes only once / sometimes again and again / Travelling on the cheap has always worked for me / the only way I could afford it / My bag is by the door but these places I can't go no more
Bird flu's got Asia worried / and there's flooding down in Mobile Bay / Fires and quakes and road rage out in L.A. / The Mid East by now is out of bounds and for London I'm way too poor / My bag is by the door but these places I can't go no more
Cali, Santa Marta, Bogota, y Puerto Asis / Far too many narcotraficantes for me / But anyway I'm tempted to try 'cause the women are so appetizing / My bag's by the door but these places I can't go no more
Too cold in Nova Scotia / and Shanghai is so far away / They put out a warning: out of Africa we should stay / If that weren't enough, the visas are tough and the killer bees are headed north / My bag's by the door but these places I can't go no more
I've been thrown out of every bar in Charleston / And I really miss New Orleans / Chicago is part of my history / but the traffic there is too damn mean / Perhaps it's just that I'm getting old / and losing my taste for the road / My bag's by the door but these places I can't go no more
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