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10 June 2015

“Good morning, Chuck. I wasn’t sure I’d see you this morning.”

“I have to be here. I’ve got no choice. In a couple of months I may have a choice, then you won’t see me.

“It reminds me, a while back I used to go to the next corner at noon. There was this construction guy — work boots, hard hat.  He’d make comments to all the women passing. He’d say things like, ‘I’d sure like to get my hand up your skirt. Nice legs, how far up do they go?’ I was getting sick of his remarks, a lot of people were. One day he was there with all his tools, he’d been fired. I wonder why? He didn’t even have enough money to use the phone. I gave him fifty cents, he phoned a friend to pick him up. He said, ‘Imagine me, a working guy, and I have to beg for money from a bum.’ There was another case when a woman fell down. Everyone passed her by, so I went over and helped her get to her feet. She said, ‘Of all the people walking by, I get help from a bum on the street.’ I thought, She could have worded it more delicately.”

Just a Bum by Greg Brown

I saw a man, he’s a well-dressed man
He had a tan from the Yucatan
He had a car, he looked like a star
I said, Hey, don’t I know who you are
But when he glanced into my eyes
I saw yes I saw was such a big surprise
He was afraid that he’s just a bum
Someday when all his stuff is gone and he’s left without a dime
Time ain’t money when all ya got is time
And you can see him standin on the corner with a nine-day beard and bright red eyes

I know a guy, he’s a pal of mine
I say, hey. He say, I’m doin fine
I’m movin up the ladder, rung rung rung
I’m gonna get my million while I am still young
But at night when he’s had a few
His eyes say different than his tongue
They say I’m afraid that I’m just a bum
Someday when all my stuff is gone and I’m left without a dime
Time ain’t money when all ya got is time
And I can see me standin on the corner with my nine-day beard and my bright red eyes
Goin hey, hey hey hey hey, come on and listen to my story, hey, hey hey hey hey, ah hey

Some people live to work, work to live
Any little tremble and the earth might give
Ya can’t hide it in a Volvo or a London Fog
Can’t hide it in a mansion with an imported dog
No matter how we plan and rehearse, we’re at pink slip’s mercy in a paper universe
And we’re afraid that we’re just a bum
Someday when all our stuff is gone and we’re left without a dime
Time ain’t money when all ya got is time
And we can see us standin on the corner with our nine-day beards and our bright red eyes
Goin, hey hey hey hey hey hey hey
Hey hey hey hey, come on and listen to my story man hey, hey hey hey hey, ah hey

The man of sorrow’s acquainted with grief
Stands in line waiting for relief
He will tell ya it wasn’t always this way
One bad little thing happened one bad little day
Heartbreak has bad teeth and a sour smell and lives when he can in a cheap hotel
And he’s afraid that he’s just a bum
Someday when all his stuff is gone and he’s left without a dime
Time ain’t money when all ya got is time
And you can see him standin on the corner with a nine-day beard and bright red eyes
Goin, hey hey hey hey hey hey hey
Hey hey hey hey, come on and listen to my story man hey, hey hey hey hey, ah hey

I said, “Chuck, we’re all the same. No matter what people earn, or what their title is, we all pull our pants on one leg at a time.”

“Yeah, we all shit, and wipe our own asses, except for King Henry VIII, he had people to wipe his ass. He kept gaining weight, so they had to keep modifying his suit of armor, in case they went to war. There was a guy who used a scoop to clean the shit out of his armor. That would have been a shitty job.

Watch this! A cab just cut off that pedestrian, now the guy’s running towards the cab. Oh, he’s getting in the cab. I thought there was going to be a fight. I love to see a good fight with lots of blood, as long as it’s not mine.”

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Comments
  1. worzelodd says:

    There is a good song by Greg Brown- “Just a Bum” Check it out- Cheers.

    Liked by 1 person

  2. Ben Naga says:

    “we’re at pink slip’s mercy in a paper universe”

    Damn! I’d love to’ve written that, but now it’s plagiarism. 😦 And damn again!

    Like

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