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Morning Glories

from Hobo Jungle Fever Dreams by Corin Raymond

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for Katie Lameck 1975-2015

Key of A. I’m capoed on the 2nd fret, using a G shape.
Chords: A, D, E. Shapes I’m using: G, C, D. Numbers: I, IV, V.

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Morning GlorIes

Luther

he’s a pension cheque gambler
he’s a park bench instructor
he’s a bread crumb handler
and a pigeon conductor
he’s an old ashtray miner
a half-a-lung hacker
a life’s-been-unkinder
and a penny roll stacker

Chuck

he’s a liquor store strummer
he’s a half-a-block howler
he’s the sound of my summer
he’s a “Dead Flowers” growler
he’s a sidewalk street singer
a Baldwin Spadina
old resonator slinger
and a drunken John Priner

Dolores

she’s a stray cat collector
she’s a landlord’s dilemma
she’s a mangy menagerie

marigold mama
she’s a plastic flower bike basket
Eaton’s Glider rider
a long Lola loiter
and a Pall Mall provider

I can smell the lilac from my room
the hollyhock sidewalks of June
where roses are blooming red as wine
but there are morning glories that only bloom
late in the chilly afternoon
and they might be the sweetest on the vine
they might be the sweetest on the vine

let’s float in the air
over Kensington Market
we could take your car there
but there’s no place to park it

up here with the pigeons
whom gravity pardons
we can see all the green bins
and sidewalks and gardens

we can look and there’s Chuck
singing “Muhlenberg County”
and he’s already tucked away
two Old Milwaukees
and just two streets over
from Spadina and Baldwin
there’s Luther sittin’ under
the bronze of Al Waxman

and there goes Dolores
on her way down to Lola
to lounge in a chorus
of lit-up low rollers
she gives Chuck a smoke
and he gives her a song
Luther’s still broke but
he shuffles along
and she hands him one too
‘cause she can afford it
and the twilight falls blue
on their cherry tip auras
and it’s plain to see now
that the darkness is growing
that you’re not down and out
when you’re down and out going

I can smell the lilac from my room
the hollyhock sidewalks of June
where roses are blooming red as wine
but there are morning glories that only bloom
late in the chilly afternoon
and they might be the sweetest on the vine
they might be the sweetest on the vine
they might be the sweetest on the vine

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from Hobo Jungle Fever Dreams, released March 31, 2016

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Corin Raymond Hamilton, Ontario

Toronto songwriter Corin Raymond is a troubadour whose robust veracity appeals to older folks and children alike.
Raymond's latest album, Hobo Jungle Fever Dreams (released March 3rd, 2016) was nominated for the Juno Award 'Contemporary Roots Album of the Year'.
"A hypnotic, literate collection of dark tall tales.... Romantic, immediate, and narcotic." (Acoustic Guitar). ... more

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