https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8_xd5jG3JTA
This one seems to fit the mood during these semi-shut-in times. I auditioned this for America's Got Talent several years ago and changed the words to fit in with the audition. Of course they warn you not to be original but what the hell, it seemed like a good idea at the time. They had told us the audition would only last ninety seconds so I figured they would stop me before I got too far in, but unfortunately they didn't stop me and I got a bit nervous and forgot the words about halfway through, lol. This is how I rewrote the words:
Before the AGT audition
I couldn’t find a way to hold my head that didn’t hurt
But the chorus I sang for breakfast wasn’t bad
So I did one more for dessert
Then I fumbled in the closet through my clothes
And found my blackest lucky shirt
Then I looked in the mirror and pumped myself
And sauntered down the stairs to meet the day.
I’d agonized the night before
With doubts of which song I’d be pickin’
But I practiced this little one
Strummin’ on an air guitar that I was stickin’
Then I walked into that little room
And I could almost taste the friction
And it reminded me of those nerves I’d lost
Somewhere, somehow along the way
Oh, that AGT audition
I’m praying, Lord, that I’ll get through
‘Cause there’s something ‘bout those judges
That gets a fellow feeling blue.
And there’s nothing short of dying
That’s half as lonesome as the sound
Of listening to your heartbeat
Waiting for the AGT hammer to come down, hmm, hmm, hmm
Take care. Vern
