Story Behind The Song

The song was written about a homeless man who befriended and lived with Sam Spotts and Forrester Barry for a couple of months. This song is about his content life style and personality along with the remembrance of the many strange situations that they found themselves in. It was written in Iceland and recorded at Madison Music Institute.

Song Description

An upbeat song with a sort of big band feeling that is laced with intertwining vocals and ghostly back round harmonies. At the end of the song there is a 4/4 break down that slowly builds until the last chorus.

Lyrics

Bruised and sore
You asked for more
A jug of gin
Walkin out that door
Pickin fights with a buffalo
Come again it
Was an officer
Oh no, don't you ever change
Left home about
A month ago
Livin on the street
With a man named George
He's a gun slingin hippie
Sleepin on my front porch
A Vietnam vet
That never fought in the war
Oh no don't you ever change
Oh father on the street
When we gonna eat
You're a real gone cat
That shakes when he sleeps
Mouth of a sailor
& a heart of coal
Frank Sinatra with the ladies
But they never return
A pool jockey workin out
The final score
Missing 3 fingers from a
Bet you lost
Oh no don't you ever change
Art on your face
Come closer image
I'm looking for the stuff
That took you swimming
Waitin & waitin, rain
Spit on the sidewalk stain
You're a real gone cat
That shakes when he sleeps
Warming wall
welcome me home
Tried to stray from a concrete coma
Oh no, don't you ever change
Oh, father on the street
When we gonna eat