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Six String Orchestra Lyrics
The very day I purchased it,
I christened my guitar
as my monophonic symphony,
six string orchestra
In my room I'd practice late,
they'd leave me alone.
My mother said, "You're nothing yet,
to make the folks write home."
I'd play at all the talent nights,
I'd finish, they'd applaud.
Some called it muffled laughter,
I just figured they were odd.
So I went up for an encore,
but they screamed they'd had enough.
Or maybe I just need a group
to help me do my stuff.
Chorus:
And so I'd dream a bass will join me,
and fill the bottom in. And maybe now some lead guitar
so it would not sound so thin.
I need some drums to set the beat
and help me keep in time.
And way back in the distance,
some strings would sound so fine.
And we would play together,
like fine musicians should,
And it would sound like music,
and the music would sound good.
But in real life I'm stuck with
that same old formula,
me and my monophonic symphony,
six string orchestra.
Oh, I write love songs for my favorite girl
and sing them soft and slow.
But before I get to finish,
she says she has to go.
She's nice and says "Excuse me,
I've got to find a bar,
I think I need refreshment,
for I hear you play guitar."
Oh I sent a demo tape I made
to the record companies.
Two came back address unknown,
one came back C.O.D.
Of course I got form letters,
all saying pleasant things.
Like suggesting I should find a trade
where I would not have to sing.
Chorus
And so I'd dream a bass will join me,
and fill the bottom in.
And maybe now some lead guitar
so it would not sound so thin.
I need some drums to set the beat
and help me keep in time.
And way back in the distance,
some strings would sound so fine.
And it would sound like music,
and the music would sound good.
But in real life I'm stuck with
that same old formula,
me and my monophonic symphony,
six string orchestra.
I've been taking guitar lessons,
but my teacher just took leave.
It was something about a break down,
or needing a reprieve.
I know I found my future,
so I will persevere
and hold onto my dream of
making music to their ears.
Chorus.
I christened my guitar
as my monophonic symphony,
six string orchestra
they'd leave me alone.
My mother said, "You're nothing yet,
to make the folks write home."
I'd finish, they'd applaud.
Some called it muffled laughter,
I just figured they were odd.
but they screamed they'd had enough.
Or maybe I just need a group
to help me do my stuff.
and fill the bottom in. And maybe now some lead guitar
so it would not sound so thin.
I need some drums to set the beat
and help me keep in time.
And way back in the distance,
some strings would sound so fine.
like fine musicians should,
And it would sound like music,
and the music would sound good.
But in real life I'm stuck with
that same old formula,
me and my monophonic symphony,
six string orchestra.
and sing them soft and slow.
But before I get to finish,
she says she has to go.
She's nice and says "Excuse me,
I've got to find a bar,
I think I need refreshment,
for I hear you play guitar."
to the record companies.
Two came back address unknown,
one came back C.O.D.
all saying pleasant things.
Like suggesting I should find a trade
where I would not have to sing.
and fill the bottom in.
And maybe now some lead guitar
so it would not sound so thin.
I need some drums to set the beat
and help me keep in time.
And way back in the distance,
some strings would sound so fine.
And it would sound like music,
and the music would sound good.
But in real life I'm stuck with
that same old formula,
me and my monophonic symphony,
six string orchestra.
but my teacher just took leave.
It was something about a break down,
or needing a reprieve.
so I will persevere
and hold onto my dream of
making music to their ears.
Song Info
Submitted by
kevin On May 02, 2001
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This song is about all beginner/bad guitarists trying to make it in the music world but can't because no one will join him, but he continues to play because he loves it and is thus in a monophonic symphony, six-string orchestra.
darn, I miss Harry. I saw him playing solo at Monmouth college around 74 and I'm so glad I did.