Sun Kil Moon - Song for Richard Collopy lyrics
[Sun Kil Moon - Song for Richard Collopy lyrics]
He worked from morning to 10 at night
Sometimes 3 AM fixing guitars for a living
Honing and polishing frets
Perfecting the intonation and setting
The action good
Carving saddles from ox bone
Bridges from Brazilian wood
He fixed my old Gibson L-00
He reset the neck, used a patch of Bondo
Near the soundhole where the wood worn away
From 80 years of age and hard play
Sometimes he'd leave without warning and
Just close up shop
No sign, no message, no call, no nothing
He'd just stop
Coming to work and picking up the telephone
I left more than a few messages
For him after the tone
All summer he wouldn't return my calls
"Hey, Richard
I'd like my guitar back by fall
Got a record to make and a promise to bring
The tour in England, a smile to feign"
September or maybe October he called
And said it was done i got in the taxi
Got my guitar and man that thing sung
Like a choir of angels and
The neck it felt great
And that was the last time I saw him
Late 2008
Why Richard Collopy, why Richard, why?
Did you have to go off with
The birds in the sky
You were the best guitar guy out west
I cherished your work and wish you the best
Why Richard Collopy, why oh why?
Did you have to lie down and close your eyes?
Close down your shop and not say goodbye
I'll own this guitar for the rest of my life
I'll play this guitar for the rest of my life
Why Richard Collopy, why Richard, why?
Why Richard Collopy, why Richard, why?
Why Richard Collopy, why Richard, why?
Why Richard Collopy, why Richard, why?
Sometimes 3 AM fixing guitars for a living
Honing and polishing frets
Perfecting the intonation and setting
The action good
Carving saddles from ox bone
Bridges from Brazilian wood
He fixed my old Gibson L-00
He reset the neck, used a patch of Bondo
Near the soundhole where the wood worn away
From 80 years of age and hard play
Sometimes he'd leave without warning and
Just close up shop
No sign, no message, no call, no nothing
He'd just stop
Coming to work and picking up the telephone
I left more than a few messages
For him after the tone
All summer he wouldn't return my calls
"Hey, Richard
I'd like my guitar back by fall
Got a record to make and a promise to bring
The tour in England, a smile to feign"
September or maybe October he called
And said it was done i got in the taxi
Got my guitar and man that thing sung
Like a choir of angels and
The neck it felt great
And that was the last time I saw him
Late 2008
Why Richard Collopy, why Richard, why?
Did you have to go off with
The birds in the sky
You were the best guitar guy out west
I cherished your work and wish you the best
Why Richard Collopy, why oh why?
Did you have to lie down and close your eyes?
Close down your shop and not say goodbye
I'll own this guitar for the rest of my life
I'll play this guitar for the rest of my life
Why Richard Collopy, why Richard, why?
Why Richard Collopy, why Richard, why?
Why Richard Collopy, why Richard, why?
Why Richard Collopy, why Richard, why?