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Ukelele Of Truth

I borrowed a Ukelele a couple of days ago, and yesterday - having a day free (and after working out where to put my fingers), I came up with this rather rough and ready little song.

Ukelele Of Truth

Must we pretend we’ll still be friends
Now we’ve chosen it’s over
And why deny
The elephant winks his eye from the corner of the room
In which we argued
And the room in which we made things up again

Must we maintain that there’s no pain
‘cos it makes things easier
One more white lie to sit beside the implied lies that paper the room
In which we threw things
And the room in which we made things up again

Maybe I’m being naive
And if I am please will you stop me
Surely it’s got to be
Honesty’s my new policy from now on
And lately lady my ukelele plays truthful songs

Must we pretend we’ll still be friends
When it’s true that we’re through dear
The make-believe we may as well leave here
And clear the air that we turned blue here
and the air that’s where you claimed you still loved me

Must we maintain that there’s no pain
'cos it makes things easier
One more white lie to sit beside the implied lies that paper the room
In which we’d throw things
And the room in which I hoped we’d grow up one day

But now we go our separate ways
I hope we’ve not left things too late
'Cos there are things I couldn’t say
And things I could improve
Now I’ve a ukelele of truth.

Of moderate interest is the fact that I used an SE3 mic to recorded everything (vocals/uke/glockenspiel/claps) just because it was set up next to my computer, rather than my usual rather more considered choices. I sometimes demo things like this, then re-record properly, but I’m excusing myself the devil-may-care lax attitude here and claiming 'artistic intent and spontaneity’. It’s the ‘uke’ way, man!

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Colleen Dillon said

This is totally awesome!!!!

Guest said

This makes me smile. :)

jip said

Great tune.

Guest said

Cool.