New Song Fun!
This is a song I wrote about Coney Island thinking about how it’s going to be so different next year after the end of the summer. Enjoy! Or cruelly, silently, refuse to listen. Do that if you must, enemies of fun. You others… here are the lyrics and the song:
A Coney Island Elegy
A Coney Island Elegy
We made plans to meet on Sunday afternoon
It was halfway between us
It seemed like a reason
A great way to cap off the season
So I must have Rip Van Winkled cuz I woke up late
But I ran to the train, maybe she still be there anyway
I took the F all the way to the sea
Instead of her eyes of blue, all I saw was green
But Coney Island washed away
And somewhere my baby’s in the bay
Returning back to whence it came
I guess it’s going to be that kind of day
You see the coaster, it’s peeking out
There’s the killer curve, where girls would always shout
They’d grab your hand, or squeeze your knee
But those are underwater memories
See there’s Nathan’s hot dog stand, my those buns are getting wet
But there’s no eating contest now, just the fish are getting fed
We said we start there, she said I’m a cheap date
But I guess the start was how we’d end things today
Because Coney Island washed away
And somewhere my baby’s in the bay
Returning back to whence it came
I guess it’s going to be that kind of day
A radio, it’s that song by the Drifters
I’m under the boardwalk, and man how I miss her
The Wonder Wheel paddles by, and I’m wondering why
Why did I sleep in so long, and I started to cry
Who should I see but Woody Guthrie, clinging to a tree
He called out, “Are you looking for your baby?â€
Woody said lemmee help you out, ya see I wrote this song
Because I’ve been marooned here all along
Because Coney Island washed away
And somewhere my baby’s in the bay
Returning back to whence it came
I guess it’s going to be that kind of day
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