Thurman Boyce - Don't Grieve Me Long | Soul Blues Ballad

On the porch swing at dusk he tells the woman he loves how to live after he's gone: open the curtains, wear the yellow dress, let somebody take you dancing. A gospel soul blues ballad. He is older than she is, and he knows how that arithmetic usually ends, so he says it while the light is still good. He fixed the swing chain in April so it won't squeak. He came to her with a bad back and an old truck and nothing to pass along, and she said his name soft, like it was a good thing to be. Cry some, then put your good shoes on. A slow 56 BPM soul blues with a church organ and a soft singing guitar answering him line for line. From the album "Worth Every Lonely Year" by Thurman Boyce - track 7 of 8. The full album, in order:    • Thurman Boyce - Worth Every Lonely Year (F...   1. I'll Sit With You 2. Slow But Sure 3. Turn Down the Lamp 4. Marry Me Anyway 5. Let Me Back In 6. I Chose the Road 7. Don't Grieve Me Long (this song) 8. Worth Every Lonely Year LYRICS Sit down beside me, this swing holds us two, Pull your shawl up, the cool's comin' on strong, I fixed that chain in April, it don't squeak now - and when I go on before you, girl, don't grieve me long. Open them curtains, let the Sunday light come in, Put that yellow dress on - don't tell me that it's wrong, Let Del from the garage drive you to town and dance, Cry some, then put your good shoes on, don't grieve me long. Don't grieve me long, don't keep my chair warm, Don't sit in that dark house with the shades down, You got good years left - use 'em, don't grieve me long. I come to you with a bad back and an old truck, No money in the bank, nothing to pass along, You say my name soft, like it's a good thing to be - that's more than a poor man's due. Lord, don't grieve me long. Don't grieve me long, don't keep my chair warm, Don't sit in that dark house with the shades down, You got good years left - use 'em, don't grieve me long. I ain't afraid. I've had my plate and my song. Don't put me in a suit - I never wore one right. Don't sit out Sundays talkin' to a stone. Don't grieve me long, don't keep my chair warm, Don't sit in that dark house with the shades down, You got good years left - use 'em, (go on now, wear the yellow) don't grieve me long. Don't grieve me long... don't grieve me long. Subscribe for new original blues every week:    / @homeofblues   More slow blues:    • Deep Blues | Slow, Emotional & Vintage   #SoulBlues #ThurmanBoyce #BluesMusic #GospelBlues #SlowBlues