Head Cold Blues, we've all had 'em...
I wrote Common Head Cold Blues while out West last November; needless to say, a nasty head cold was the genesis. It's a forray into the 12-bar blues...the twist here is that this version was recorded live in our bathroom on a nylon string classical guitar with some slapping and stomping. Gabe caught this on his fine field sound equipment and his energy added to the fun. Hope you enjoy this simple take as much as we enjoyed recording it.
My wife, Sharon, is the one with the perpetual "pocket full of Kleenex (and most of them ARE used!).
COMMON HEAD COLD BLUES
By Dwight Lakey
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Verse 1 Pocket full of Kleenex; most of them are used
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Got a pocket full of Kleenex; most of them are used
E D7 A D7 A E7 My gut’s so full of NyQuill, my head feels like it’s boozed
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Verse 2 I tried the vaporizer; I rubbed my chest with Vicks
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Last night I ran the vaporizer; was all rubbed down with Vicks
E D7 A D7 A E7 This morning I woke in a cold sweat; ain’t never felt so sick
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Solo 1 ....
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E D7 A D7 A E7 ….
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Verse 3 I should go to a doctor; but which kind, I’m confused
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Yeah, I should go and see a doctor; but which kind, I’m confused E D7 A D A I’d better call a head shrink; to try to cure these blues
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Outro I’ve got an incurable case, of the Common Head Cold Blues
© 2008 Dwight Lakey and Brown Barn Publishing
Danville, VT and Julesburg, CO; All Rights Reserved