GOOD DAY TO YOU MRS JONES
©Trev Teasdel Coventry April 1970
Alarm clock rings and with it brings
A sleepy head that feels like lead on rising.
Throw back the sheets, draw back the curtains
Look at the frosty streets.
Put on your clothes, everyone loathes
To get up in the morning.
Your mind seems to settle as you put on the kettle
Although still sleepy.
Frying the bacon, fried bread and eggs,
It seems there’s a mountain upon your legs.
Brush down your hair, taking great care,
Paint on the make up, still trying to wake up
but you know that you can’t.
Slip on your coat, pick up your bag
and off to the daily drag.
Open the door and a cold wind bites,
Go back on your woollen tights.
Rush for the bus in the usual crush,
Collapsing on the seat.
Run to the gate, in case you’re late,
You know you’re not really worried.
Look at the clock, must have got stuck,
Doesn’t the time drag by.
“Roll on today, Roll on tomorrow“
Wishing your life away.
Nothing gets done, you’re not having fun,
You’re needing a holiday.
Working for the rich man as hard as you can
And you don’t get nothing for it.
He’s getting rich while you’re living in a ditch
But he don’t do nothing for it.
Home-time comes, your head still drums,
At train beat tempo.
Lay on the sofa, thinking it over,
but you’re much too weary to know.
Maybe there’s an artist somewhere in you
With plenty of things to do
But he never gets a chance.
Good day to you Mrs Jones
Good day to you Mrs Jones.
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Wrote this while working at the GEC in Coventry. I was feeling alienated and writing lyrics in the break time helped make the job more meaningful.
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Wrote this while working at the GEC in Coventry. I was feeling alienated and writing lyrics in the break time helped make the job more meaningful.
Version one cassette demo with Steve Gillgallon on lead.
A more traditional folkie version of Good Day To You Mrs Jones.