Think Howling Wolf, Leadbelly or Muddy Waters, playing a scratchy guitar with the occasional thump, and a wailing mouth organ (or comb and paper), to record this mournful ditty about my scary experience this morning:
(Opening guitar riff
ba-BA-ba-ba-BAAA-thump-thump….ba-BA-ba-ba-BAA thump-thump ….)
Woke up this morning (boom-boom)
The world was in a blur (boom-boom)
Felt for my glasses (boom-boom)
But my spectacles weren’t there!
I’m so short-sighted (waah-waah)
Got the MY-opia Blues:
I can’t see where I’m goin’
Don’t know where I left my shoes! (Ba-BOOM)
I peered around my bedroom (boom-boom)
No spectacles in sight (boom-boom)
Where have they gone to? (boom-boom)
They’ve vanished overnight!
Can’t find them on the table, (boom-boom)
Can’t find them on the floor, (boom-boom)
Fumble through the bathroom, (boom-boom)
But they ain’t here no more!
Gettin’ so down-hearted (boom-boom)
I start to make my bed (boom-boom)
Look under the pillow (boom-boom)
Right where I lay my head
When I unfold my covers (boom-boom)
I find something that I lack! (boom-boom)
Oh Lawdy, I’m so thankful, (boom-boom)
My glasses have come back!