MUSIC: Since I am in an anniversary week, I thought I would post another song. I really don’t write that many serious songs but Oh Babe was written for one of our early anniversaries. I finished it by our fifth. We were living in Boulder at the time and when we first got there, we were just getting by. Rents were very high. I was singing “Rocky mountain high…. rent, low-wages; Rocky mountain high….. rent, low wages.” to myself, in a John Denver voice. One of my jobs actually told me part of my pay was the view of the mountains. (Gee, thanks). We still have the couch mentioned in the lyrics but it has been fixed. Marty is sleeping on it now. The ‘big snow storm’ in the lyrics was the blizzard of 1978 that we made it through when we had lived in Plymouth MA. I even remember the radio station mentioned in the lyrics: WATD, a commercial station that actually played folk but really kept us informed about the storm.
This is from my cd Love on the Line. This track features Jeff Pevar on both slide guitar and mandolin. I was lucky to have him on my project. Usually he was playing with James Taylor, Ricky Lee Jones and David Crosby. I played acoustic guitar and sang. Richard downs played acoustic bass.
Oh Babe
©Peter Lehndorff
Oh Babe. I just found some gray hair. (Right here about my ears).
Am I getting older? Am I drinking too much beer?
I hope you’ll still love me in 50 years.
I hope you’ll still love me in 50 years.
Oh babe, you’re lookin’ mighty fine. Standing at the top of the stairs.
You wore that dress on a date We had 5 years ago.
It looks better on you now than it did before. It looks better on you now than it did before.
Remember that big snowstorm We had a year ago.
You and me we just stayed in. And listened to the radio.
We never had much money. We never owned a house.
We always paid our taxes And sat on a broken couch.
Oh Babe, it’s time to go to sleep. Let’s turn out the lights and the old TV.
We’ll get up and we’ll go to work, We’ll both have busy days.
And tomorrow I might get paid. And tomorrow I might get paid.
No, we never had much money. We never owned a house.
We always paid our taxes And sat on a broken couch.
But someday we’ll climb a mountain top and build a house of snow.
You and me we’ll both stay in And listen to the radio.
Oh Babe. I just found some gray hair. (Right here about my ears).
Am I getting older? Am I drinking too much beer?
I hope you’ll still love me in 50 years.
I hope you’ll still love me in 50 years.
I hope you’ll still love me in 50 years.