Allez, on ouvre une nouvelle creative room pour un espace de créativité que je n’avais encore jamais vraiment abordé, du moins récemment. Sur la chaine ARTE, il y a toute une série de documentaires sur l’histoire de la musique country américaine, franchement intéressant (pour peu qu’on s’intéresse à ce genre de sujet) et remarquablement bien fait. Et bien sûr, pour un auteur de nouvelles, la forme courte de la chanson ne peut que finir par être tentante, surtout si le but c’est d’écrire une histoire.  Et donc voilà, ça m’a trotté dans la tête un bon moment et un texte a émergé. Des paroles pour une chanson Country, à voir si d’autre textes surgiront ultérieurement. Pas certain, pas obligatoire non plus…  

Donc je poste cette 1^er tentative, et si des musiciens venaient à y trouver un intérêt : you’re welcome !

(illustration générée par Deep Dream Generator)

Never for free 

(man voice)

She was a girl of twenty-one, traveling down to Laredo

She said she’s from a place somewhere, in the north of the Ohio.

We meet sitting at a bar along the highway 65

She told she like my sweet sweet smile and my very blue eyes.

I paid for a couple of beers and a plate of tacos

That we have shared together watching at a TV show

Well, I have to admit she was not that very shy

Finally, she said OK, let’s date, same place by tonight.

But when it’s easy, it’s never for free

But you know, when it’s so easy, it’s never for free

Never for free

(woman voice)

He was a guy of my age, sitting somewhere at a bar,

Good looking and with a clear interest into my bra

Soon we started to talk and move to be laughing

I can go straight when I’m looking for something

We find a sofa along the café wall to feel apart

He wants to eat something and insist to pay my part,

Good, ‘cause anyway, I don’t have any money on my side

Except his wallet that I plan to thief when saying goodbye

But when it’s easy, it’s never for free

But you know, when it’s so easy, it’s never for free

Never for free

(woman voice)

Clear it’s my mistake, and now I am travelling south

Sad, the guy was looking good and with a pretty mouth

Maybe next time, who knows, I’ll not be that bad girl

Taking all his money but will let him kiss me first

(man voice)

I miss the girl, she never came to the place again

I hope she’s fine and find her way to Texas land

My pain is counting twice as I lose on the same day

A lovely sweety girl, my wallet and all my money.

(man & woman voices)

But when it’s easy, it’s never for free

But you know, when it’s so easy, it’s never for free

Never for free