Robin Grimmond

Robin Grimmond

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Folk - Country | dundee, Scotland, United Kingdom
Total Song Plays: 1,919   
Member Since: 2012
   Last Login: 10/23/2020

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8

Song Description

A dying breed

Lyrics

The Folk Singer


He likes his folk music, just as it comes
From Rab Noakes to the Humblebums
If he forgets a line, he just hums
He's just an old folkie

He plays Friday nights in a run down old bar
He'd never be seen dead with an electric guitar
He walks to the gig coz he's not got a car
He's just an old folkie

Chorus

He loves everything from across the acoustic folk spectrum
He still uses a Santos Supreme plectrum


Verse

He only wears denim shirts and pants
He's been waiting 30 years for his big chance
He turns up his nose at techno and dance
He's just an old folkie

He just wants to gig for minimal pay
He only liked Dylan pre "Lay Lady Lay"
Wouldn't give Simon Cowell the time of day
He's just an old folkie

Chorus

He loves everything from across the acoustic folk spectrum
He still uses a Santos Supreme plectrum


Verse

He just needs a hold all to carry his gear
If you mentioned double tracking, he would just sneer
If he got successful, it would end his career
He's just an old folkie


Chorus


He loves everything from across the acoustic folk spectrum
He still uses a Santos Supreme plectrum


© Robin Grimmond 2012

Song Length
3:37
Genre
Folk - General
Tempo / Feel
Slow (71 - 90)
Lead Vocal
Male Vocal
Mood
Diplomatic

Subject Matter
Musician

Language
English
Era
2000 and later

Lyric Credits Robin Grimmond
Music Credits Robin Grimmond
Producer Credits Ian McLaren
Performance Credits Ian McLaren