Talk:Jugband Blues
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[edit] Clever Ordering
Despite Jugband Blues being originally released seven years earlier, this is clever ordering, as Barrett's first lines, "It's awfully considerate of you to think of me here / and I'm almost obliged to you for making it clear that I'm not here" appear to be his response to "Wish You Were Here".
As much as I agree with the above, it's clearly POV. Knight of Ashitaka 22:47, 26 December 2006 (UTC)
[edit] Lyrics
Am I missing something in my ignorance, or wouldn't this song entry be a good place to put the lyrics? There are several sites with what purport to be the lyrics for Jugband Blues, but many have obvious errors.
This is probably ill-advised and cluttery, but the following is my best take on both words and structure. Please delete if appropriate:
Jugband Blues
It's awf'ly considerate of you
to think of me here,
And I'm most obliged to you
for m-making it clear
That I'm not here.
And I never knew the room could be so big.
And I never knew the moon could be so blue.
And I'm grateful that you threw away my old shoes,
And brought me here in-
stead dressed in red!
And I'm wondering who could be writing this song…
(la la la la)
I don't care if the sun don't shine.
And I don't care if nothing is mine.
And I don't care if I'm nervous with you,
I'll do my loving in the winterrrrr...
(la la la la - etc.)
And the sea isn't green.
And I love the queen.
And what exactly is a dream?
And what exactly is a joke…?
