"David Blue" by Fred Grittner
Will Dockery
David Blue
Stuart David Cohen
Acted, sang and wrote.
A Greenwich Village dreamer
With a trapeze artist's throat.
Long since forgotten
He died in Eighty-Two.
And when they laid him down to rest
They called him David Blue.
CHORUS:
David Blue, David Blue
A figure in the distance
Fading out of view.
David Blue, David Blue
I struggle to remember
The times that you went through.
If Dylan was your double
L. Cohen was your twin.
Haggard was the shadow
You hid in now and then.
The Eagles covered Outlaw Man
Joni named an album Blue.
A film with Dennis Hopper
Rolling Thunder's Mad Revue.
CHORUS:
David Blue, David Blue
A smoke ring in a doorway
On Seventh Avenue.
David Blue, David Blue
I struggle to remember
The times that you went through.
Your out-of-print albums
In the used record stores.
The legacy of fifteen years
Virtually ignored.
No books or documentaries
Will analyze your muse.
No one to take your measure
Or even make excuse.
CHORUS:
David Blue, David Blue
A footnote in the fine print
Of a small press interview.
David Blue, David Blue
I struggle to remember
The times that you went through.
Nice Baby and the Angel
In my headphones late at night.
Lindley's mournful fiddle
Your voice a ghostly white.
Captured in this moment
Time lays sweet and still.
Your phantom whispers in my ear
And I guess it always will.
CHORUS:
David Blue, David Blue
A figure in the distance
Fading out of view.
David Blue, David Blue
I struggle to remember
The times that you went through.
1991 by Fred Grittner All Rights Reserved
Will Dockery
> Your voice a ghostly white.
> Captured in this moment
> Time lays sweet and still.
> Your phantom whispers in my ear
> And I guess it always will.
> CHORUS:
> David Blue, David Blue
> A figure in the distance
> Fading out of view.
> David Blue, David Blue
> I struggle to remember
> The times that you went through.
> 1991 by Fred Grittner All Rights Reserved
> http://www.fredgrittner.com/Lyrics/davidblue.htm