Ganja Blues

Ganja Blues

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Full disclosure: I'm a pot smoker. Not sorry. They say write about what you know.... I've spent all day trying to park some music around these lyrics with no success. I did get a couple of snippets that'll turn into something else probably. Until then, if you're inspired, please have at it! Feel free to massage the words..

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I used to know a guy
Who knew another guy
Who knew yet another guy still
Most times they'd reply
Bring a supply I could buy
Making it so much easier to chill

And in my leaner times
Some misdemeanor crimes
Less greener sometimes, oh my
I always saved the stems and seeds
You never know when you'll needs
The dregs to help get you by and by

Bowl me baby
Fire me up
This here bud's for me
Come right out front
And pass that blunt
And let's inhale wisely

So much easier now
Web checkout allows
Delivery right to my door
So when I run out
Without any doubt
I won't have to go to the store

Bowl me baby
Fire me up
This here bud's for me
Come right out front
And pass that blunt
And let's inhale wisely



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tjeff's picture

This former partaker relates and reminisces to your lyric (my kids get high and so I'm around it a bit, and I enjoy following David Crosby on Twitter lol!).

nancyrost's picture

Fun internal rhymes, and recounting of that old roundabout supply chain vs. post-legalization convenience. The rhythm is so musical already! I'm tempted to have a go at this -- we'll see.