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I'm not eighty but I still feel this.

Your lyrics are always compelling, Pete, and I like the brightness of your melody and accompaniment too. I’m listening to this as the morning light brightens the room and feel a little brighter myself now. Thank you.

Sounds great, good words too, nice arrangement 🙂

I'm Eighty Pete Smith wrote a tune and performs it here: czcams.com/video/2TilUcqBzl0/video.html Ace bandage on my hand and wrist I slept wrong and now I'm really pissed I can't pick things up or make a fist Or give a bottle cap a little twist I’m eighty The doctor says it's a sprain Eighty And it's really a pain I’m eighty With a little strain Give me my roll-on lidocaine I don't want to predict the rain Ice pack and an elastic brace Still hurts in the same old place I used to play all the contact sports Now I'm laid up if I twist my shorts ‘Cause I'm eighty Yeah I am older than dirt I'm eighty And you'll hear me blurt I'm eighty I don't want it to hurt Ace bandage on my hand and wrist I slept wrong and can't make a fist Or give a bottle cap a little twist I'm old now and I'm really pissed I’m eighty, but I'm alive now Yes I'm alive now Still alive now Eighty Alive now Eighty Alive now

I’ve listened a few times now, Pete, and your clever combination of reflection and subtle humour always manages to make me smile & reminisce. I’m glad you keep writing and sharing.

Pete, I enjoyed that, and I've subscribed to hear more of your wonderful talent! Peace, Charles

Nice performance.

Fifteen Minutes I started out with nothing when I was young Trying to make originality out of theft, And after all the songs I wrote and sung Though I'm not young I’ve got all my nothing left. I've spent my life to make my name And now it's almost gone Just give me my fifteen minutes of fame And I'll be movin' on. The hardest ones are the middle years, I think, When every new song promises a hit And every new link seems like that one good link But you can feel your hope go bit by it. It takes a while to not care any more And do it well because it's what you do But in the traveling night between three and four You wryly wring your wrung-out heart of rue And try to catch that love when it was new And play a couple chords and sing it true. I've spent my life to make my name And now it's almost gone Just give me my fifteen minutes of fame And I'll be movin' on.

excellent stuff. I’m very new to songwriting but your song is like taking a masterclass- subscribed

I think I’ll find myself coming back to this song and these lyrics each time I try to write, Pete. Wise advice & observations, skillfully woven together. I particularly love how you ended it. I’ll remember that. 💜🎶

All the Memories I've Repressed My nightmares flare in flames of phosphor I fret and sweat and get no rest Where oublier and oubliette Throw up the pictures I regret Of all the memories I've repressed. What did I do that double-cross for? I thought they never would have guessed But oublier and oubliette Can't hide some aspects of it yet Nor all the memories I've repressed. It's fatiguing so don't mind me As I fake my finest smile I think the worst is now behind me I'll be better in a while The balm I need I'm at a loss for I can't be strong when I am stressed And oublier and oubliette Remember what I can't forget Of all the memories I've repressed.

Lost Weekend We started out together, now I don't know where you are; We stopped before we ate to have a few. You held my hand as we walked in, the valet took our car, I ordered rum and coke the way I do. Then sometime Friday I passed out in the Bring a Bucket Bar And woke up Tuesday with a brand-new Jack of Hearts tattoo In a Motel 6 in Mobile, Alabama without you. No blood on walls or furniture or door; The dresser mirror held no lipsticked threat; No body on the toilet, bed, or floor And I still seem to have both kidneys yet. They left my empty wallet but at least they didn't find The hundred dollar bill I'd hidden. Swell. A peek around the curtains and the sunshine makes me blind, But then I see the car has gone, as well. I shower, then I leave the whole suspicious thing behind. I walk as if I have no cares but every muscle cell Is twitching in rebellion as it wants to run like hell. No flashing lights or sirens up the street; I walk till I can find a store to choose A phone and access in out of the heat Of Mobile and these anywhere else blues. I access my accounts and get a map and car to go To eat, and then the airport for a flight. I call and text but you don't answer since you do not know The number I am using. Well, all right. I watch the world beneath the wings go by far down below, The clouds creating patterns on the ground with dark and light, And wonder whether we will meet some other Friday night. At home I go next door to get a key From Bob and Ell, who've seen this all before, I make myself some fruit and bread and Brie And swear that I won't do this any more. L’envoi Oh promises, oh tempters, oh temptations -- How smooth the paths that slide down out of sight, How subtle the descending graduations. I'll see you all again on Friday night.

Excellent song!! Brilliant lyrics and vocals. Beautiful guitar tone. Fantastic composition ❤️‍🔥

Nice one Pete. I remember seeing the lyrics before you put them to music. Good fit. 😎

My new favourite Pete Smith song! Really good in every way. Film soundtrack worthy

Filling that pessimistic black hole with the charm of a busted bucket . Superb !

Great lyrics, as usual, Pete, and your chords & melody reflect the futility of trying to beat the odds.

Nice song

You've really captured a moment and time of life here. Good to have these memories 😊🎶

Bravo!

Definitely a song for our times, Pete. Thanks for sharing.

Dear EPA Pete Smith composed a tune and sings it here: czcams.com/video/NaEr5vOawmQ/video.html Dear EPA -- at least, I think it's you In charge of this environmental thing -- I'm writing to complain about the crew You've got installing what you're calling "Spring". The temperatures are inconsistent here And almost all the time they are too low. The rain is cold, the sun is weak and drear, And there are even days when we have snow. I don't want to be taken as refractory But please adjust the ratio of flowers Which has not been the least bit satisfactory Regarding the relationship to showers. And while you're at it, just this bagatelle: I'd like to fall in love again, as well.

You express the way I so often feel very eloquently in this song, Pete. I don’t often sing of my pessimism though it clings to my heels like a constant shadow. I find some catharsis listening to this; thank you.

First rate lyrics, Pete, and your melody matches them well, with that catchy little riff adding just the right amount of embellishment.

Remarkable lyrics, Pete. You express the folly & futility of territorial conflicts with great skill.

Hi, bonjour bravo Pete !!! I like what you do, great rendition, I subscribed to your channel !!!! I'm a 71 years old french guy and I cover the greatest hits of my youth the 60' !!!! Sure you will like !!!!! Would please you be so kind and have a look at it !!! I dream to have 150 memberships till my 72th birthday in June!!!! Would you be so kind and help me to realize that and subscribe ? Thanks a lot in advance, friendly greetings from France

Such a beautiful song.

This is brilliant!

Great song. You have a nice voice.

A song for our times! Pothole Central around here. I’ve been an admirer of your lyrics for a while, Pete, so you haven’t disappointed with this offering. I find the melody very effective too. Excellent chorus too! 🚲

Wonderful!!!

Bales-ful?

Terrific song,lyrics and performance Pete 🎸🎶🌟

Brilliant lyrics - great rhymes!

Loved the rich melodic melody.

Lovely song. Loved the chorus.

Nicely played Pete 🎸🎶🌟

Loved your song Pete!!!! Very very enjoyable and many can relate to the lyrics I’m sure. 👏👏👏👏👏👏👏

A terrific song and lyrics Pete and nicely played 🎸🎶🌟

Nice one Pete, I really like this one

good performance

so PERFECT! love you partner

Catchy melody and thoughtful words telling a story. I enjoyed your performance.

Lovely, Pete.

Always great lyrics, Pete, and that middle right I’d impressive. 👏

Nice one. I used to listen to the radio. Generally podcasts these days!

That guitar really rings beautifully ! That mournful vocal really suits the resigned lyrics . That middle 8 is really great too . Splendid .

Good show Big Pete!

Great song Pete. Always like references. You seem to sound better standing up.

There’s a relaxed, romantic feel to this, Pete. I always enjoy the way you weave words in an unforced way.