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Too Busy Blues
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Having a little fun with a guy too busy for God. Listen carefully. The lyrics go by very quickly. Due to copyright restrictions, this song is no longer available to download.
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Genre
Pop Christian Pop
Charts
Peak #73
Peak in subgenre #10
Author
Jeff Leslie
Rights
1988
Uploaded
November 02, 2011
Track Files
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MP3 3.5 MB 160 kbps 3:05
Lyrics
"TOO BUSY BLUES" by Jeff Leslie 4/82 - 1/88 Came home at the end of a work day, that 8 to 5 is a grind Open the door, throw my coat on the floor, it's exactly 5:09 I lean the recliner, kick off my shoes and guzzle a brew And Swanson's the winner for my evening dinner it's done in a minute or two Not a second too soon. A day in the life to the tune of the "Too Busy Blues" The TV plays the peril of my favorite private eye The names are all changed but the story's the same, oh it's got me hypnotyzed Just the facts, ma'am. The man on the run-- he carries a gun If he gets into trouble they send in a double They don't want the star to be bruised Wish I had a twin, too, to help me get by On these days of the "Too Busy Blues" If the phone rings I'll say I'm in the shower A knock on the door, I don't want any more, you got nothing for me It's the Joneses-- wants to borrow some flour You can get it yourself from the lower right shelf Don't slam the door when you leave To bed between comorting covers, a Bible lays right by my lamp It's there for safe keeping but no time for reading I'm sure God will understand My head hits the pillow. I'm out light a light, it's the same every night Got to get enough sleep for the hours I keep. I get up before the morning dew. Got to stay in the groove Of a day in the life to the tune of the "Too Busy Blues" On Sunday I'll read the funnies and when I'm through cutting the grass I'll go to the lake 'cause I'm needing a break And my Saturday passes to fast The church is for children and when I have some then maybe I'll come But now my concern is that time isn't burned For these hours seem only so few. I've got playing to do The only recess that I get from the "Too Busy Blues" One day the obituary will read I received my due rest What do you mean that my soul is unclean I thought sure that I passed every test I got my religion. I walked an isle. My card's on a file Was dunked in a pool by the Rev. O'Toole, I thought sure that's all I had to do Jesus said, "It's not true. If you never have time for me I've got no time for you." So now I'm changing my tune Imagine eternity singing the "Too Busy Blues"
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