{"id":159,"date":"2016-10-05T01:25:00","date_gmt":"2016-10-05T00:25:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.artsrainbow.com\/trevteasdellyrics\/2016\/10\/05\/the-lord-is-my-poet\/"},"modified":"2016-10-05T01:25:00","modified_gmt":"2016-10-05T00:25:00","slug":"the-lord-is-my-poet","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.artsrainbow.com\/trevteasdellyrics\/2016\/10\/05\/the-lord-is-my-poet\/","title":{"rendered":"The Lord is My Poet"},"content":{"rendered":"

THE LORD IS MY POET<\/span><\/b>
\n(Oh Sow Me On)<\/span><\/b>
\n\u00a9Trev Teasdel Coventry April 1973<\/span>
\n
<\/span>
\nWhat am I doing hanging around<\/span>
\nDragging my feet ‘long the ground?<\/span>
\nThe strain’s bearing up under me<\/span>
\nI’m straining to be free.<\/span>
\nAvoiding the turds on the pavement<\/span>
\nTo fall down the cracks in the sidewalk.<\/span>
\n
<\/span>
\nAnd just when you think you’ve got a good line<\/span>
\nThe operator cuts in to tell you it’s time.<\/span>
\nIt’s one of those days when you think ‘What the hell’<\/span>
\nThere ain’t no words to tell what it’s like.<\/span>
\n
<\/span>
\nWords falling from the knib of my pen<\/span>
\nArranging themselves in lines.<\/span>
\nHaving no meaning ‘cept to prove they can rhyme.<\/span>
\nThey are saying ‘Look at me, I’m gonna be a hit’<\/span>
\nWhile I’m sitting back thinking ‘What a load of shit’<\/span>
\nHuh! me I don;t feel like much of a rhyme today<\/span>
\nI’m a patch falling off someone’s flared out jeans.<\/span>
\noh somebody sow me on right now.<\/span>
\n
<\/span>
\nThe Lord he is my poet, and I, I am a poem in the making.<\/span>
\nLord I’m shaking, ain;t I shaking.<\/span>
\nLord I’m shaking, ain;t I shaking..<\/span>
\nOh somebody sow me on.<\/span>
\n
<\/span>
\nWondering where this verse’ll take me to.<\/span>
\nNeeding some music to harmonise with.<\/span>
\nI’m beginning to wonder, if I was my author,<\/span>
\nWould I write me a better story.<\/span>
\nBut the Lord is my poet, write on.<\/span>
\nI’m shaking, Lord I’m shaking,<\/span>
\nAin;t I shaking, Oh somebody sow me on.<\/span>
\nWon’t somebody sow me on…<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

THE LORD IS MY POET (Oh Sow Me On) \u00a9Trev Teasdel Coventry April 1973 What am I doing hanging around Dragging my feet ‘long the ground? The strain’s bearing up under me I’m straining to be free. Avoiding the turds … Continue reading →<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":3,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.artsrainbow.com\/trevteasdellyrics\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/159"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.artsrainbow.com\/trevteasdellyrics\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.artsrainbow.com\/trevteasdellyrics\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.artsrainbow.com\/trevteasdellyrics\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/3"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.artsrainbow.com\/trevteasdellyrics\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=159"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.artsrainbow.com\/trevteasdellyrics\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/159\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.artsrainbow.com\/trevteasdellyrics\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=159"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.artsrainbow.com\/trevteasdellyrics\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=159"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.artsrainbow.com\/trevteasdellyrics\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=159"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}