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Different Drummer
Single - $0.75
A song about a relationship that didn't turn out according to the singer's point of view.
Country - Country General
Previous peak charts position #25
Previous peak charts position in subgenre #10
Douglas Murphy
2022
January 16, 2022
1 version uploaded:
MP3 10.3 MB  •  320 kbps  •  4:30
WAV 45.4 MB
Story behind the song
Another prompt that started with the bridge and evolved from there.
Lyrics
Different Drummer [2022/01/12] [V] When we first moved in it was fries with gravy. I worked for Sears; she worked for Old Navy. A two-salary couple, one beating heart. Together, forever and a fresh start. Break: [V] Well, the first couple of months were adversely affected. She showed her colors; they weren't expected. The butterfly I thought she was opened her wings, showed her contempt for almost everything. [C] And the winters with her became too freezing cold. She stomped on spring flowers before they took hold. She was more than the pests that came along in summer, that was not all that made her a bummer. My love marched to her own drummer. Break: [V] Should have listened to what her momma said. When she got me alone to check for cracks in my head. My daughter, she told me, was a nut job at best; she'd never been "A dying man's last request." [C] Because winters with her were always too dam cold. She'd stomp spring flowers before they took hold. She was more than a pest that came along each summer. But that was not all that made her a bummer. My daughter marches to her own drummer. Modulate down: [V] If it were genuinely black, she would say it's white. She was never one who didn't think she was right. But I was in love, tried not to ruffle her feathers. She'd put me in my place if I thought I'd do better. [C] And the winters with her became too freezing cold. She'd stomp on spring flowers before they took hold. She was more than a pest that came along in the summer. But that was not all that made her a bummer. My love marched to her own drummer. [B] After the snow melts, when the first flowers bloom. I'll put a fresh coat of paint in our once shared bedroom. Wait for delivery of a new Queen sized bed, let the warm breeze of summer blow you out of my head. [C] Winters with you were so freezing cold. You stomp on spring flowers before they take hold. I wished for those bugs each and every summer. So many things made you a bummer. You always marched to your own drummer. [Tag] She'd knock over Snowmen, scattered weed seed. She'd kick our cat, sometimes she'd kick me. She'd argue with neighbors, throw crap on their lawns. She'd paint Religious symbols and Religious icons. She'd never admit when she was wrong. She'd... Copyright 2022 by Douglas Murphy www.soundclick.com/dougmurphy doug_murphy6@sympatico.ca
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