The Jobs Fair

Another set of lyrics for what could be an autobiographical C&W song… Hope you enjoy!

Went down to the jobs fair
To find myself a job
Went down to the jobs fair
’cause I’m no lazy slob

The lady at the jobs fair
Asked me about my skills
That lady at the job fair
Asked what gives me thrills

I said to the job fair lady
“Well, I like writing rhymes
It may not seem like much to you
But it passes all my time”

Well, the lady at the job fair
She pushed a little more
“I know you’re outta work now,
But what’d you do before?”

And I stood there at the job fair
And I described it thus:
“Every day I stood up
To get knocked down by a bus

And as I lay there bleeding
The crows would peck my eyes
And the foxes there would feast on
A tender soul surprise”

Now maybe that’s a stretch,
But that’s just the way I felt
Working for the big man
Play-ing the hand I’m dealt

There’s gotta be a better way
To live an honest life
I just wanna feed my family
My two boys and my wife

So I said to the job fair lady,
“Can’t I write for cash?
My family’s needs are simple.
Nothing all that flash.”

Well, the lady at the job fair,
She laughed right in my face.
“Poems sell for pennies!
You gotta get back in the race”

Well, if poems sell for pennies,
Then I’ll just write some more
Yes, if my poems sell for pennies
I’ll write a whole bunch more

 

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63 thoughts on “The Jobs Fair

  1. Well now this one is just perfect. Ugh, a little too close to home. I’m hoping to build a ship to sail away on with my pennies. At least for now I can build them in my mind every day. Never stop!

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  2. Loved this Al! Agree 100% wish I could make lots of pennies from my writing but it seems to be a never ending slog to get to where I want to be, and social media keeps on distracting me! Good luck with your poems have to tried to publish any? Perhaps we can cheer each other on….

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  3. Naw, hearing your voice was great. My point is that we delight in classifying things…sometimes, I think, overly so. When I read it, it occurred to me that musical genres can be so confining. Maybe I’m nuts (uncertified at this point), but I’m convinced C&W is white folk’s Blues and Blues is black folks C&W. We have more in common than we sometimes realize?πŸ€”πŸ™‚

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