Story Behind The Song

Wrote this in the Caribbean after playing music with some Rasta Friends

Song Description

One spliff a day...keeps the doctor away Two spliffs... they say it's so nice, you must do it twice Three spliffs a day... Blows your problems away Four spliffs...are good for the mind and all of Mankind Like an Apple... a Spliff is good for your health!

Lyrics

One Spliff a Day

Don't worry baby, I'm gonna finish my beer, then I'm out of here
There's no need to call me, anymore
Don't wait for me honey, if I feel I can't drive, I'll walk down to the beach and I'll rest my head down by the sea shore

The last thing I remember was the room began to spin
A cloud of smoke came over me as I heard a voice within, say:

One spliff a day...keeps the doctor away
Two spliffs... they say it's so nice, you must do it twice
Three spliffs a day... Blows your problems away
Four spliffs...are good for the mind and all of Mankind

When I opened my eyes, I saw a Rastaman with a dead rock star on his shirt
He held out a spliff so long
He said, "I can see on your face you got too much pain, you got too much stress
From looking at life all wrong"

Now there's a simple remedy that I'll pass along to you
From generation to generation, this is what we do

One spliff a day... keeps the doctor away
Two spliffs... better than one, ya gotta have fun
Three spliffs a day... chase your blues away
Four spliffs... will make you feel whole, so good for the soul

Don't worry baby, just forget about me 'cause I'm feeling Irie right now
I'm bringing some herb home for you...and me
Don't wait for me girl, if I feel I can't drive, I'll walk down to the beach and watch the sun rise up from the sea
Now the last thing I remember was the waves came rolling in
As a cloud smoke covered up the moon, then I heard that voice again

Words and music by Art Halperin © 2009