Earwigs in the Eggplant
Joe Wrabek
– Traditional Country Artist
Traditional Irish Song | Earwigs in the Eggplant by Joe Wrabek
A quasi-Irish love song about vegetables--and garden pests.
Solo songwriter/guitarist.
Joe Wrabek is a Garibaldi, OR-based Traditional Country artist active since 2004, with over 80 original tracks available for free streaming on SoundClick.
The catalog is rooted in a focused traditional country production style.
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"Earwigs in the Eggplant" is a Traditional Irish track by Joe Wrabek on SoundClick. The track carries an emotional weight that lingers well after it ends. For fans of traditional irish, this one is worth the listen. It has reached the top 10 on the SoundClick Traditional Irish chart, peaking at #3. "Earwigs in the Eggplant" is part of the Joe Wrabek catalog on SoundClick, where independent artists connect with a global audience. Get this track as a free download.
Lyrics
[4/4, fast bluegrass]
EARWIGS IN THE EGGPLANT
--J. Wrabek
[THE RAP: When 45 Degrees North got hired to play the Manzanita Farmer’s Market, we thought it would be appropriate to do a song about vegetables. That means Joe writes a song about vegetables, because that’s what I do. Turns out there is a vegetable, fruit or flower for every letter of the alphabet. There is also a garden pest for almost every letter of the alphabet. So… Could we combine the two lists in alphabetical order and have it make sense? Oh, and have it sound Celtic, because we have a fiddle player who likes Irish music? That’s how we ended up with an Irish love song called “Earwigs in the Eggplant.”]
VERSE/PART A:
A D A
When the aphids on your apricots have eaten all your yard,
D A E
And there’s borers in your broccoli, and cutworms in your chard,
A D A
And the deer amid the dahlias are dining daintily,
D A E A
Like the earwigs in your eggplant, I hope you’ll think of me.
CHORUS/PART B:
D A
When the grubs are on your gherkins, and your fennel’s got the flu,
D A E
Rest assured that there’s no cure for what I’ve got for you;
A D A
I’ll be here for you, and near to you, like hornworms in your hay—
D A E A
Like the earwigs in your eggplant, I will never go away.
[INSTRUMENTAL (FIDDLE) BREAK—A PART ONLY]
A:
When there’s ice upon your irises, your kale has all been cleft,
And the leafhoppers lunched until there’s not a lentil left,
And the midges munched your mushrooms into little bits of goo,
Like the earwigs in your eggplant, I’ll be there to comfort you.
B:
As the nematodes are noshing on your nifty nectarines,
And drove the onions underground to never more be seen,
I’ll be there, like potato bugs appearing with the dawn—
Like the earwigs on your eggplant, I’ll be there to carry on.
[INSTRUMENTAL (FIDDLE) BREAK—A AND B PARTS]
A:
When the rot is on the rhubarb and your quinces turned to cwap,
And the snails ha’ got your spinach and they’re suckin’ out the sap;
Tribulation’s touched your tulips since the turtles came to town,
Like the earwigs in your eggplant, I will always be around.
B:
When the voles are doing violence to the vineyard in the back,
Your yams have gotten yucky, the zucchini’s all been zapped;
Like the weevils in the watercress, you’ve eaten out my heart,
And like the earwigs in your eggplant, we will never be apart.
[REPEAT MUSIC FROM B PART TO END—ENDS ON LAST NOTE OF B PART]
© 2011 J. Wrabek dba Outside Services Ltd. All the usual rights reserved just in case. No vegetables were harmed in the writing of this song (but if you’ve read the lyrics, it’s coming).
