Community volunteer high-school math tutor. Author of children’s books, poetry, song lyrics, plays (NHÀ), musicals, book series “The Math Tutor’s Friend”
My good friend the late Dr. Helen Sikorsky and one of the first female medical doctors in the U.S., often spoke of the loss of elegance in society. This blues song is dedicated to her.
Lyrics
Silver oyster ladles and gravy boats
Yeah, antiques to please guests in ties and coats
Trappings of wealth - reward for noble things you do
Jobs provided, people healed,
Good books written, treaties sealed
I’ve got the lost elegance gold and silver blues.
Fine linen, crisp and white; place-settings laid out just right.
Candelabra of silver bright supporting tapered candle light.
Once display of prized heirloom, now TV glow and plastic spoon
Centerpiece displays done in floral ring
Yeah, gold-rim ash trays proved tobacco king
I’ve got the lost elegance gold and silver blues.
Soft candle flame reflects on gleaming crystal
Perfect flow of linen weave on formal dining table
Guests came to dine and converse, not to eat
Now it’s grunts and slam fries on burnt barbeque meat
I said burnt barbeque meat
I’ve got the lost elegance gold and silver blues.
Now there are rabble and will always be
Some are poor, but there’s rich rabble too you see
Spending reckless into eternity, don’t give whit ‘bout you or me
Wealth no more holds responsibility
Noblesse obligé is past history
I’ve got the lost elegance gold and silver blues.
Silver oyster ladles and gravy boats
Yeah, antiques to please guests in ties and coats
Trappings of wealth - reward for noble things you do
Jobs provided, people healed,
Good books written, treaties sealed
I’ve got the lost elegance gold and silver blues.
