George Woodhouse - Head Office [PCS 19/52]
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- čas přidán 16. 05. 2021
- Passion Compassion Song 19/52
I have heard
from friends who've lost friends
that loss does not go away
and found does not stop showing up
when you wonder what they'd say
it is said somehow to you
I have heard
From friends who've lost friends
In loving memory of John Woodhouse
1959 - 2020
Head Office
When you got promoted to the good lord’s head office
I tossed and I turned and I still can’t believe
That the last time I held you was really the last time
Now my new favourite pastime is learning to grieve
You used to make feed and sell it to farmers
Yeah you were a charmer and you traveled the roads
Now you make sunsets and work as an angel
Well sometimes we change jobs and that’s just how it goes
No one can tell you
How to work your new mind
How to role without model
How to rock without grind
Yeah no one can tell you
Just how to prepare
For yer father’s promotion to head office upstairs
I bet you got benefits up there working for god
If she let you bring back the expos, you’d like that a lot
With your new divine powers I see you helping out the Habs
They beat Pitsburg last night and I was like that was my dad
I know there are some things you just can’t control
Like the ice that is melting in the north and south pole
But dad if you’re able could you send a strong enough breeze
That could lift up our spirits and get us up off our knees
Could you show us a sign that we got what we need
No one can tell you
How to work your new mind
How to role without model
How to rock without grind
Yeah no one can tell you
Just how to prepare
For yer father’s promotion to head office upstairs
Some of the time I don’t see it this way
To hell with promotions and believing in fate
But if livin’s like dying I guess death’s what you make it
And when you come to a fork in the road…
Take it
No one can tell you
Which way you should go
If you’re moving too fast or
If you’re going too slow
No one can tell you
Just how to prepare
For your father’s promotion to head office upstairs.
Music and Lyrics by George Woodhouse
Harmonies by Sherise Jones
Videography by Andrew MacCormack - Hudba
You've got a lot of life in you, your music raw with heart. Bless you and Big J.
What a beautiful tribute to your father. I love the lyrics, the harmony, and the setting. Big hugs.
Lots of love buddy. Great tune, great man.
Hi George, your Mom posted new on your new album. will order asap, knew your Dad. a good friend to our neighbourhood. keep the song in your heart- Kate c. -Georgian Bluffs.
Keep mining that big heart of yours. The whole cosmos is in there.
Coooool!