Jingle Blues

[Mark A Becker]

Jingle Blues
(sung to that familiar tune, but before the days of cell phones. Sing it slowly, too.)

Jingle blues, jingle blues, my baby’s so far away.
It ain’t no fun, to have no one, so close to Christmas day.

Slidin through the snow, in my old Chevrolet,
the man on the radio says, the airports closed today.

The snow keeps coming down, and traffics in a jam,
back in our hometown, she’s wonderin where I am.

Jingle blues, jingle blues, my baby’s so far away.
It ain’t no fun, to have no one, so close to Christmas day.

[dukealien]

Jingle Blues
(sung to that familiar tune, but before the days of cell phones. Sing it slowly, too.)

Jingle blues, jingle blues, my baby’s so far away.
It ain’t no fun, to have no one, so close to Christmas day.

Slidin through the snow, in my old Chevrolet,
the man on the radio says, the airports closed today.

The snow keeps coming down, and traffics in a jam,
back in our hometown, she’s wonderin where I am.

Jingle blues, jingle blues, my baby’s so far away.
It ain’t no fun, to have no one, so close to Christmas day.

Nice.  Maybe a little syncopation with the slowdown, too - "Jingle bluuuues, jingle bluuuues..."

[Magpie]

Nice one Mark. I'm enjoying your recent flurry of Christmas poems.

I know you've said this needs to be sung to a particular tune I can't help but think that due to the title (and the fact that I now know you play harmonica) that this could be an Eight bar blues tune something like Lightning Hopkins 'Trouble In Mind' but with an obligatory harmonica solo - of course.

Cheers for the read