With actual recording musician/songwriter Julian Baptista, at the New England Unschooling Conference Talent Show, some ears back. Photo by Adam Smith.

Sometimes, the diversity and inter-connectedness of this blogging community amaze me. I learned about this weekly blog hop while writing my Love Is In Da Blog post yesterday, and decided, just like that, to join in. So, as has been the theme in this catching-up month, this post is doing double duty – it’s my Day 14, Valentine’s #LoIsInDaBl post, and my inaugural Song Lyric Sunday post, too!

Since I’m new here, and you might be, too, here are the “rules”…

Post the lyrics to a favorite song or a new song you want to share
I’ve started including who wrote the song. (I think it’s a good idea to give credit where credit is due)
Make sure you also credit the singer/band and provide a link to where you found the lyrics
Link to the YouTube video, or pull it into your post so others can listen to the song
Ping back to this post or my own Song Lyric Sunday post
Read at least one other person’s blog so we can all share new and fantastic music and create amazing new blogging friends in the process.

OK, so now we should be clear on that, so here goes!

Since it is Valentine’s Day, a love song seems appropriate. But I’m not the type to believe in happily-ever-after, or even to want that. Real life, and real love, come with challenges and rough places. And, eventually, whether we want to face it or not, we all die. At the same time, songs that encompass the full scope of married life remind me more of my life and my Accomplice than those that deal in platitudes and glassed-over versions of love.

Fittingly, in my love song for today, singer/songwriter Paul Simon takes all of that reality, and creates a piece of beautiful magic as only he can. The lyrics come from his official site, – no copyright infringement intended, and no profit garnered. I share these because they speak to me, and might to you, too.

Darling Lorraine

Lyrics:

The first time I saw her
I couldn’t be sure
But the sin of impatience
Said, “She’s just what you’re looking for”
So I walked right up to her
And with the part of me that talks
I introduced myself as Frank
From New York, New York
She’s so hot
She’s so cool
I’m not
I’m just a fool in love with darling Lorraine

All my life I’ve been a wanderer
Not really, I mostly lived near my parents’ home
Anyway, Lorraine and I got married
And the usual marriage stuff
Then one day she says to me
From out of the blue
She says, “Frank, I’ve had enough
Romance is a heartbreaker
I’m not meant to be a homemaker
And I’m tired of being darling Lorraine”

What–you don’t love me anymore?
What–you’re walking out the door?
What–you don’t like the way I chew?
Hey, let me tell you
You’re not the woman that I wed
You say you’re depressed but you’re not
You just like to stay in bed
I don’t need you, darling Lorraine
Darling Lorraine
Lorraine
I long for your love

Financially speaking
I guess I’m a washout
Everybody’s buy and sell
And sell and buy
And that’s what the whole thing’s all about

If it had not been for Lorraine
I’d have left here long ago
I should have been a musician
I love the piano
She’s so light
She’s so free
I’m tight, well, that’s me
But I feel so good
With darling Lorraine

On Christmas morning Frank awakes
To find Lorraine has made a stack of pancakes
They watch the television, husband and wife
All afternoon, It’s a Wonderful Life

What–you don’t love me anymore?
What–you’re walking out the door?
What–you don’t like the way I chew?
Hey, let me tell you
You’re not the woman that I wed
Gimme my robe, I’m going back to bed
I’m sick to death of you, Lorraine