Mighty Hard Pleasure

honey, can i have a sip from your water glass?
oh, that’s a fine thing to share
i remember back when robbie rebein
you know he got me drinking
Lord, it’s been a mighty hard pleasure

i was 22, thought all the burdens i knew
were too much to bear
now i’m 45, lucky to be alive
after fighting the spoiled child inside
you know, i found it takes a long time
just to bury the trash that
comes with the treasure
shoot, it’s been a mighty hard pleasure

how many of you live in the world of deals?
tell me, what have you learned?
most sellers don’t give a damn
what you’re made of
yeah, or how it’s earned
they got a remedy for your humility
man, it’s made of the finest
steel and leather
gentlemen, you make it a
mighty hard pleasure

but i got my lucky boots on
and a desire i can’t tame
and i got a picture of my gal
and a wedding ring
i got some old wounds you could open—
i hope you refrain
honey, don’t tempt me with nothing
that i don’t already disdain

even in love or what passes for love
it aint always an easy thing
we’re jacked up by fantasy
from the tv
and even the songs we sing
and one side of you knows to refuse,
the other’s dying to get together
girls, you’ve made it a
mighty hard, hard pleasure

hey baby, can i have another sip
from your water glass?
oh, that’s a fine thing to share
i remember back when robert rebein
God, he got me drinking
Lord, it’s been a mighty hard pleasure

i remember when i was just a little boy
but i started really thinking
Lord above, it’s been
a mighty hard pleasure

Mighty Hard Pleasure

"Too Many Years"

JORMA KAUKONEN
"Too Many Years"

I opened the door and I found I was looking at danger;
It's been too many years but we're hiding our faces like strangers;
She says that she's got to gobut there ain't no way;
I'm letting her walk while there's something to say;
It's been too many years,
To watch our hearts die in this way.
She's feeling a time for a seasonal change and she's yearning;
To shake the trees of our love in the streets where the leaves are for burning;
All things on this earth were made for the dying;
One look in my soul says there just ain't no use trying;
It's been too many years,
To watch our hearts die in this way.
In an unwritten time I thought that life was for sharing;
And living together was simply a matter of caring;
But things did not work out like I planned;
And alienation has left me here damned;
It's been too many years,
To watch our hearts die in this way

Blueberry Peace Farm

Sunday, February 4, 2018