Sessionman's Blues
Lyric by Clive James, music by Pete Atkin
I've got the sessionman's blues
I played on three albums today
I paid a sessionman's dues
I played what they told me to play
Then I climbed in my Rover 3-Litre and motored away
I've got the sessionman's Blues
The squattin' in a booth alone blues
I've got the sessionman's blues
But I get the dots right from the start
I drink a sessionman's booze
But my tenor blows what's on the chart
A single run through and I've got the whole solo by heart
I've got the sessionman's blues
The squattin' in a booth alone
Isolated microphone blues
I've got the sessionman's blues
I'm booked up a lifetime ahead
I get a sessionman's news
The voice on the blower just said
They want me to work on the afternoon after I'm dead
I've got the sessionman's blues
The squattin' in a booth alone
Isolated microphone
Doublin' on baritone blues
[ See also derived story (by Steve Grantham, MV July 1998) ]
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