She is brushing her strawberry blonde hair
She fusses with it all the time
It drives me mad, I truly declare
It’s a good job she is a true love of mine
The mirror’s no stranger to her face
She’s gazing in it all the time
I sometimes wish her I could replace
But she has her hooks in me, this true love of mine
The bathroom door is locked again
She’s used all the water yet one more time
I’m angry and bored of this refrain
Damn her she is the true love of mine
She’s left all the bath towels strewn on the floor
My wardrobe is full of her clothes, not mine
For one pair of my shoes, she owns four more
She’s addicted to fashion, this true love of mine
I sheared off her hair in the midst of the night
A revenge I dreamed on all the time
Sorry to say, she looks such a fright
But she’ll always be the true love of mine.
Tonight, Mish is our friendly barkeep at the dVerse pub and has asked us to write something like a song, or a singable.
Recently I found myself listening to some Simon & Garfunkel – I had forgotten how much I loved their version of Scarborough Fair – and also how it reminded me of my mum singing lots of different folk songs around the house when I was growing up. This is a tongue in cheek version (in case you hadn’t worked it out!) about a frustrated paramour’s thoughts on his (or her) very vain true love!
Here’s a link to the Simon & Garfunkel version – enjoy!
Do head on over to dVerse to see how others have faired with his fun prompt – or take part yourself, why not?!
There is something about Samson and Delilah also in this song… I was just sitting listening to Regina Spektor.. and that could be a version too…
Ah yes, Samson and Delilah, of course. I don’t know Regina Spektor – I shall have to give her a try!
She has a song about Samson… check out the lyrics… really a great song. But she is one of my favorite singers in recent times.
Thank you for the recommendation – I’ll give it a listen.
She has a lovely voice and the lyrics are excellent. I particularly like
…’the stars came fallin’ on our heads
but they’re just old light, they’re just old light’
Thank you for introducing me to her!
She’s also an excellent pianist… I have seen her live twice.
Lucky you! I would love to be able to play…
Recognized the melody in the first stanza! What fun 🙂
Thank you, Jilly! 🙂
You have created such magic here with your lyrics 😀
Beautifully done Freya 🙂
Lots of love,
Sanaa
Thank you, Sanaa! I’m glad you enjoyed it!
Yes, she is a true love of mine!
Thank you for reading, Anell!
A tricky ballad, moving from light-hearted to anger & revenge. I hear Billy Joel or lton John singing it to their piano licks. What fun to be out on the trail listening to the music within poetics.
Oh yes, they’d be great voices for the tune 🙂
Thank you, Glenn.
My ears said “folk” before I read your note at the bottom, so I was close! I think this could produce some good laughs if it was performed. Comical and clever lyrics. Great job!!
You were indeed! Thank you, Mish!
I love the refrain, true love of mine ~ I was smiling at the end with the shearing of the hair ~ Love the sense of humor too ~
Thank you, Grace! I’m glad you enjoyed it 🙂
They mention Delilah and I get Tom Jones in my head. Good stuff, Freya!
Thank you!
Great folk song, sure to become a classic! I love the surprise ending with the hair.
Thank you, Linda!
The sounds of love..def has a folk aura about it!
🙂 thank you
Ah…but did SHE still love the paramour after that hair-cutting incident? Fun piece!
A very good question! Thank you 🙂
Innocent love! But, why cut her hair! :X 🙂
I think he’d had enough of her preening! Maybe he was as vain as she, and wanted his mirror back? 😉
:):).
Ah.. the beauty
of Unconditional
Love never coloRinG
haiR or do
that falls
or not
from
sHoulder liMe liGht..
And.. oh the Clothes
that carry BeautY iN
SilKen Cotton noW
Lore as GRace
and Oh God..
so many
more
dollar
BiLLs sPent
to carry Love..
Clothed without
a handle.. now.. for
tweeting
woe.. ah..
Love StiLL
SinGS as ColoRed HAir..:)
Thank you! I love how reading blog posts inspires your creativity!
SMiLes.. Thanks
For the inspiration..
As ‘they’ say.. Wax
On wax off moving..
Connecting.. Creating
Now..:)
late to the reading and the singing — but smiling I am at your song here.
And how I always adored Simon and Garfunkel! 🙂
Thank you, Lilian! I’m glad you enjoyed it 😊