One Man Mormon Blues Band: Music

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The first time I was asked to play for a Relief Society dinner, I had great apprehension. Singing silly songs to my family about trivial things that give Mormons the blues was sort of different than singing blues at a ward party.

I just couldn't get over the whole "Mormon Blues" thing. It turned out that it went over pretty well, and most folks recognized the tongue in cheek nature of most of the songs. I was able to end on a serious testimony note.

But, shortly after this experience I was listening to the radio and I heard an old rock song. I can't recall the artist or correct title but it was the one about "Mamma Told Me Not To Go" referring to a party of questionable nature. Anyway, this song was born.

I almost make a living playing steel strings on a board
Then some lady asked me to sing for something called a "Ward".
I packed up my gear thinking I’d sell a few CD’s more,
But I couldn’t believe my eyes when I walked through that door.
Ain’t much market for the blues, blues.
Ain’t much market for the blues.

What’s all this light, let’s get some smoke into this room.
How can I sing the blues without a little gloom?
This is the craziest gig there could ever be.
Turn off these lights, man, I don’t want to see.
Ain’t much market for the blues, blues.
Ain’t much market for the blues.

May we begin with prayer, something about Priesthood keys.
What’s all these questions their asking me?
Look at that guy, he’s wearing a white shirt and a tie
And he’s holding hands with his wife, man I ain’t lying.
Ain’t much market for the blues, blues.
Ain’t much market for the blues.

Their drinking water and their laughing out loud.
I’ve never played for such a well mannered crowd.
"Do you want to know more?" Now what do I tell her?
Now she’s introducing two guys with the same name of Elder.
Ain’t much market for the blues, blues.
Ain’t much market for the blues.

Never seen anything like it in this whole wide world.
I looked in the corner and there was this Mormon girl.
But what made it even more strange you see,
Was that she was looking back and smiling at me.
Ain’t much market for the blues, blues.
Ain’t much market for the blues.