Where you want me

A slightly jazzy sort-of-blues.

backup:

Version recorded for Ian Semple’s Coast FM show:

Backup:

 

You got me where you want me
Just one thing I’d ask of you
‘Cos you got me where you want me
Just one thing I’d beg of you
Honey, please don’t flick my switches
If you don’t want me to blow my fuse

I’ve got no plans for leaving
Nowhere else I’d want to be
No-one else is on my mind
There’s no-one else I’d rather see
But if you don’t like my peaches
Honey please don’t shake my tree

Pass me that bottle
Why don’t we drink a little wine?
I can see you’re nervous
But there’s no need to explain
I’m not here to fool you
You can take your time with me
But if you don’t want sugar
Take your fingers off my cane

‘Cos you got me where you want me
Any way you want me, any time
Any way you want me
You can have me any time
But if you don’t dig my taters
Baby please don’t shake my vine

Pass me that bottle
Don’t drink all that wine
It’s OK, there’s nothing to explain
I’m not here to use you
Take as long as you need
But if you don’t want my sugar
Take your fingers off my cane

You got me where you want me
Just one thing I’d ask of you
‘Cos you got me where you want me
Just one thing I’d beg of you
Honey, please don’t flick my switches
If you don’t want me to blow my fuse

David Harley

Over the hill

Over the hill, words and music by David Harley

(Slightly better demo)

overhil1 is a raw demo

overhill is a raw demo with some 2nd guitar

Both very rough, and the vocal is over-recorded. I’ll get back to it…

Marking time

By Fiona Freeman and David Harley

Sadly, I lost touch with Fiona Freeman decades ago. If she or anyone who knows/knew her happens across this page and cares to get in touch, please do. Sorry, no reward, not even royalties…. (there aren’t any, so far!)

alternative take:

We both know the lines
And we both know the score
And we sit drinking scotch
With no time for one more

And the time shuffles past
Like a drunk in a bar
Our hands meet and lock
Trying to cover the scar

And just like a sundial
The shadow moves round
Helping to darken the good news
We just found

Outside our four walls
There’s another day’s rain
Inside our two minds
Another day’s pain

Now down the road walking
Our footsteps in rhyme
Yet it seems for so long
We’ve been just marking time