Thought I would try writing a song for a change. I have a red dress and a red hat and I love them both. I haven't worn them together yet as I fear my countenance would do nothing for the lovely red hat. I tend to write the words and hum the tune at the same time but I'm usually unable to put a tune onto paper. I trust my memory will be effective should the tune be required. Red, Red Dress
I’m wearing my red….red dress And my….red, red hat It makes my world seem upright Since you left me feeling flat. I read your spiteful message That you sent me just for kicks Then I took that rancid letter And I gave it the deep six Then I put on my red, red dress And my red, red, hat. And I threw away my worries Like I'd never heard of that. In your selfish little world You said that one plus one is one You thought that I would count on you But my number work is done. So if you think that I… feel… sad That there’s no one else… but… you Just take a look and see That I don’t wear red with blue. Cos I’ve put on my red, red dress And my red, red hat And I’ve thrown away old memories I’m so done with all of that. And I’m wearing my……..red, red dress And my………red, red hat…… Wearing my red, red dress….. Wearing my red, red hat……
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AuthorWell, as the title says, I may never be a writer, but who knows what my brain holds. I'll just let it seep out onto this page now and then. It's a bit of a scary thought. Archives
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