Song 28 - Absinthe

I'm playing an absinthe party on Saturday in San Francisco. I wanted to write a song about absinthe for the occasion. My friend Rita (Helen Keller's Ukulele) wrote a song about Absinthe that I really like. I decided to add my own verses to her choruses to see what happened. In the tradition of old jazz and blues I recycled one song into another.

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Lyrics:

absinthe makes my heart grow greener
absinthe makes my heart grow mean
and when you're gone I drink as much as I want
until the fairy puts the squeeze on me

you can buy yourself a bottle
you can pour yourself a shot
you can set your life on fire
and lose everything you got

down a darkened alley
on that lonely street
you can find that wicked fairy
where there's no one else to meet

absinthe makes my heart grow greener
absinthe makes my heart grow mean
and when you're gone I drink as much as I want
until the fairy puts the squeeze on me

she'll tell you the sweetest stories
she'll take you by the hand
and when she's through, doin what she wants to you
it'll be a miracle if you can stand

you left me for a chorus girl
then you left me for a choir boy
I left you for a dark green bottle
and its brought me so much joy

absinthe makes my heart grow greener
absinthe makes my heart grow mean
and when you're gone I drink as much as I want
until the fairy puts the squeeze on me

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Last night I fell under a deep pile sleep which just ambushed me after a glass of wine. I woke covered in sweat in the middle of the night - that moment when the fever breaks. My throat is raw and achy, but I think I have the demons beat. I dreamed of being swept to sea...