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THE COUCH - by James Michael Taylor
Today we put the couch out by the road
My daughter said it’s time to let it go
I’d hauled it all the way from Tennessee.
It was the couch my parents gave to me
She brought me a new one in it’s place
It is very nice but takes up more space
We had to move the piano for more room
I had to fetch the dust pan and the broom
Behind the couch were picks and hair and pens
And leaves that had been blown there by the wind
There must have been a mouse that lived therein
And I hope it will come back again
I made a sign that said come to the door
And get the cushions, or they’ll get stole for sure
It was a fact that I could not ignore
I won’t need those cushions any more
It was a couch that made into a bed
I’ve slept on it with every book I’ve read
The springs were shot so I used a board
Now I won’t be needing cushions any more
Behind the couch were picks and hair and pens
And leaves that had been blown there by the wind
There must have been a mouse that lived therein
And I pray that she’ll come back again
Today we put the couch out by the road
My daughter said it’s time to let it go
I’d hauled it all the way from Tennessee.
It was the couch my parents gave to me
© 2015 Royal T Music
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Damn, old son… I had forgotten this song: “It was the couch my parents gave to me… Behind the couch were pics and hair and pins… ” <<AND MEMORIES Oh, my…oh, my. JMT, This very good (and very sad) song gives me reason to recall… When I was young and rambling around the country (young and stupid… usually drunk and often crazy) my folks gave me an old couch of theirs; I could load it and my few belongings in the bed of my old pickup and hit the road… and run away from whatever demons had found me. Many different cities and for many years… I slept on that old couch. During that time, I never owned a bed… beds were too much trouble to load. But that old blue and white flowery couch fit in the back of my pickup perfectly… and easily… and if you were running from demons… it loaded quickly.
Fantastic guitar …ry cooder got nothing on you my friend…imagine me getting choked up over a couch? yr there
This goes in Taylor family album.
Goldyn
A sweet sentimental remembrance of an old friend.
I can’t help but feel that you have just shown the rest of us … That’s How It’s Done
You’re the only songwriter I know that would, and successfully cold, write a tear-jerker about an old couch. 5 solid gold kudos! Keep it real, James!
Love it!