A Poem for Tuesday

We have to have a little break from Poems Children Enjoy, so I can dedicate this song to a certain spouse of mine.

Um, I mean Big Daddy Brent, of course.  Only one I have at this time.

Real Real Gone
Van Morrison


Real real gone
I got hit by a bow and arrow
Got me down to the very marrow
And I'm real real gone


Real real gone
I can't stand up by myself
Don't you know I need your help
And I'm real real gone


Some people say
You can make it on your own
Oh you can make it if you try
I know better now
You can't stand up alone
Oh baby that is why


I'm real real gone
I can't stand up by myself
Don't you know I need your help
You're a friend of mine
And I'm real real gone


And Sam Cooke is on the radio
And the night is filled with space
And your fingertips touch my face
You're a friend of mine
And I'm real real gone


I'm real gone
Oh lord I got hit by a bow and arrow
Got me down to the very marrow
You're a friend of mine
And I'm real real gone
And I'm real real gone
I'm real gone


Wilson Pickett said:
- "In the midnight hour, that's
When my love comes tumbling down"
Solomon Burke said:
- "If you need me, why don't you call me"
James Brown said:
- "When you're tired of what you got, try me"
Gene Chandler said:
- "There's a rainbow in my soul"