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| | | Artist: | Chapin Harry |
| | Album: | Best Of Harry Chapin 3 | | Track: | Mr Tanner | | | | Date Added: | 18/10/2007 | | Views: | 2 | | | | Lyrics: | by Harry Chapin
[Description: A drycleaner from Dayton, Ohio with a talented voice
is
discouraged forever after the critics in New York say that "his voice lacks
range of
total color necessary to make it consistantly interesting."]
Mister Tanner was a
cleaner from a town in the Midwest.
And of all the cleaning shops around he'd made his the
best.
But he also was a baritone who sang while hanging clothes.
He practiced scales
while pressing tails and sang at local shows.
His friends and neighbors praised the voice that
poured out from his throat.
They said that he should use his gift instead of cleaning
coats.
But music was his life, it was not his livelihood,
and it made him feel so
happy and it made him feel so good.
And he sang from his heart and he sang from his
soul.
He did not know how well he sang; It just made him whole.
His friends kept
working on him to try music out full time.
A big debut and rave reviews, a great career to
climb.
Finally they got to him, he would take the fling.
A concert agent in New York
agreed to have him sing.
And there were plane tickets, phone calls, money spent to rent the
hall.
It took most of his savings but he gladly used them all.
But music was his
life, it was not his livelihood,
and it made him feel so happy and it made him feel so
good.
And he sang from his heart and he sang from his soul.
He did not know how well he
sang; It just made him whole.
The evening came, he took the stage, his face set in a
smile.
And in the half filled hall the critics sat watching on the aisle.
But the
concert was a blur to him, spatters of applause.
He did not know how well he sang, he only
heard the flaws.
But the critics were concise, it only took four lines.
But no one could
accuse them of being overkind.
(spoken) Mr. Martin Tanner, Baritone, of Dayton, Ohio
made his
Town Hall debut last night. He came well prepared, but unfortunately
his
presentation was not up to contemporary professional standards.
His voice lacks the range of
tonal color necessary to make it
consistently interesting.
(sung) Full time
consideration of another endeavor might be in order.
He came home to Dayton and was
questioned by his friends.
Then he smiled and just said nothing and he never sang again,
excepting very late at night when the shop was dark and closed.
He sang softly to himself as
he sorted through the clothes.
Music was his life, it was not his livelihood,
and it
made him feel so happy and it made him feel so good.
And he sang from his heart and he sang
from his soul.
He did not know how well he sang; It just made him whole | | | |
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