CROW'S
LYRICS
The Cellist
Ashes and Smoke
© 2002 Crow Johnson (Mother's Biscuits Pub. ASCAP)

Half way round the world, in Sarajevo
A man in a tuxedo, sits and plays his cello…
I heard him on my car radio
Rush hour traffic, stop and go
He said .. we were standing in line for bread
A bomb went off, my neighbors were dead
He got his cello and went back to town
Sat and played where it all came down
One full day for each friend lost
22 concerts, oh what at cost
He said "War is crazy, you know what I say is true"
War is nothing for people to do."
If it were me, I wonder what I'd of done
Would I grab a cello or grab a gun
Split seconds would mark my fate,
musical passion or passionate hate
The sceptic says, what can a cellist do
Just one little person like me or you.
But I heard his voice on my radio
All the way from Sarajevo.. saying

He said "War is crazy, you know what I say is true"
War is nothing for people to do."

© 2002 Crow Johnson (Mother's Biscuits Pub. ASCAP)

If one look could do it
I swear, you'd have given me a child
Good gawd Man
You're driving me wild
Momma raised a good girl
Told me "Don't ya be no fool"
Ouuu Momma ..
He's the exception to the rule
Just when you think you're above it all… you're gonna fall.

Make a little money
No more hand to mouth
Look out now a Norther 'll
Gonna getcha from the South.
Riding high riding low
You gotta love them both ya know.
Just when you thin you're above it all… you're' gonna fall
(Chr.) Fate loves a little joke
She'll cut you down with just one stroke
Fate loves a little joke
Ashes and Smoke…

Walk the walk
Try to hold your stand
Talk that talk
make your promise land
Girls love what they hear
Boys love what they see
Oooh.. I'm just a woman
Have a little pity on me
Just when you thin you're above it all… you're' gonna fall
(Chr.)