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Filker At The Mundane Hootenanny

from World's Okayest​.​.​. by Chuck Parker

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The plates are empty, the circle’s set
and we don’t quite know where half the beer went
the guitars come out, the fire pit’s set ablaze

We’ve been rocked by mama and the wagon wheel
ringed the fire, learned that satan’s real
sung of beer and whisky, bait and barbeque

praised the sweet colleens of old County Down
Tennessee, Georgia, all around
Banged Pete’s Hammer, and Van’s Little Brown Eyed Girl

The chord fades out on another song
Somethin’ bout a woman that done him wrong
It gets all quiet, as everyone turns to me….

<chorus>
I’m the filker at the mundane Hootenanny
and I’m blankin’ on a song that won’t get too many
strange and horrified looks from the gathered throng
Maybe mumble past the kaiju, ghosts, and clones
leave the star off the ship, call the planet’s “home”
hopin’ for the best as I try to share my song


<verse 2>
I ease them in with a drinking song,
the beer powered time machine is never wrong,
drunken reflection is universal truth

I sing of holding on to our memories
of life-long friends and golden dreams
try to capture some nostalgia for our youth

I talk of love in the age of monsters
hint at zombies and arcane conjures
it goes well enough and everyone seems kind

next time around, I dare to sing
about old nebraska where I’ll be king
the spirits are flowing, I win some hearts and minds

<chorus>
I’m the filker at the mundane Hootenanny
and I’m blankin’ on a song that won’t get too many
strange and horrified looks from the gathered throng
Maybe mumble past the kaiju, ghosts, and clones
leave the star off the ship, call the planet’s “home”
hopin’ for the best as I try to share my song

<verse 3>
We sing of love and universal scale
redneck pagans and romulan ale
our crowds are different but the feelings are the same

The great old ones sleep ‘til the stars are right
we’ve all got cause to fight the good fight
life is life, whether otherworldly or mundane

ballads of wild hunts and fairie revels
epic adventures with a the die and the pencil
I’ve earned their trust now, no judgment going down

the fire’s burned down folks are drifting
on the last go round, my spirits are lifted
so I leave them weeping with Gray’s faded coat of Brown

<chorus>
I’m the filker at the mundane Hootenanny
and I’m blankin’ on a song that won’t get too many
strange and horrified looks from the gathered throng
Maybe mumble past the kaiju, ghosts, and clones
leave the star off the ship, call the planet’s “home”
hopin’ for the best as I try to share my song

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from World's Okayest​.​.​., released November 15, 2019
Hootenanny Chorus: Colleen Parker, Mary Parker, DJ McGuire, Ora McGuire

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Chuck Parker Virginia

A performer for more than 35 years, Chuck has filled many musical roles: heavy metal guitarist, singer/songwriter, jazz sideman, open mic host, filk circle regular, and World’s Okayest Bassist™.

A regular on the con circuit, find him at open mics and backing up the Blibbering Humdingers! ... more

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