Music & Lyrics: Charlie RecksieckAll those boys & girls with their guitars, playing their stuff in coffeeshops & bars
Singing their diaries like they got something to say
About never fittin? in or something, and all the people who didn't love them
With the same three chords just keep strumming away
The songs they sung are all so glum, everyone should be having fun
When the day is done & it gets colder you can warm your ankles upon my shoulders
I am gonna folk you up
Sit right down with your cup of coffee, and put your attention on me
Chill out, give your mind the night off
Forget all of that extraneous junk, and slip out of that existential funk
I got an instrument here, that you are gonna love
Life is rough, we're not all tough, we don't even have to talk that much
If you need love, you're willing and able, you can lie down on my table
I am gonna folk you up
