Murdo Girl…No Cigar

I wrote this song for Billy and his cigar smoking friends in Arizona.

This song can be sung to the tunes of, I walk the Line, He’s an Old Hippy, and Grandma got run over by a Reindeer. I was going to try to put it all together, but I don’t have a year.

Smoke one for Dad, Billy – here is the chorus.

No Cigar

If you didn’t see him enter
but you knew that he was here
If you see a ring of smoke around his beer
If he catches your eye and heads your way to say hi
and you hope the smoke will make him disappear

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He’s doing fine so far, but no cigar
He can belly up to the bar but no cigar.

Cigar smoking buddies are elite
and they don’t drink a drink unless it’s neat

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He can stick around and listen
to their stories and repeats
if he never mentions one of his own feats
Cigar smokers are precocious…often braggadocios
but they don’t identify with athletes

He’s doing fine so far, but no cigar
He can belly up to the bar but no cigar

Cigar smoking buddies are elite
and they don’t drink a drink that isn’t neat

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If he was born in the forties,
smoked cigars since he was two
and says he much prefers to smoke a Louixs
He opens his cigar box, and they know they have been outfoxed
when he says here’s a Liouxs for each of you

He’s doing fine so far, but no cigar
He can belly up to the bar but no cigar

Cigar smoking buddies are elite
and they don’t drink a drink that isn’t neat

The cigar smoking buddies
hesitate and then debate ….maybe they should re-evaluate

They say, sit down over here… let us buy you a beer
We almost made a terrible mistake

They’ll all belly up to the bar and smoke cigars

They’ll talk about when they were football stars

They’ll chase elite, neat drinks down with a beer

and invite the new guy back each time he’s here

They’ll recall the lazy days of way back when

Their buddies were cool cats, and nerds were finks

They’ll sing all the old songs once again

and pour themselves elite, but sloppy drinks

And they’ll smoke cigars til everybody stinks

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4 thoughts on “Murdo Girl…No Cigar

  1. lifelessons March 14, 2018 / 9:48 pm

    Bobby Brost looks exactly like his dad, Adolph!!! Unbelievable. I never saw a resemblance before. Somewhere, I have a photo at the school reunion in 2010, I believe, with Billy and Jim and all the ‘guys’ smoking cigars, but it must be on a long dead computer. Looked and looked for it. I like your song. You need to sing more of it. You have a sweet voice.

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    • Mary Francis McNinch March 14, 2018 / 9:58 pm

      I’m in the process of backing up all my pictures. The song needs a bunch of rowdy guys singing it. How is your children’s book coming?

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      • lifelessons March 14, 2018 / 10:27 pm

        It’s all finished..just need to hit the publish button.

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      • Mary Francis McNinch March 15, 2018 / 9:59 am

        Let me know when it’s published. I think you should hold out for a while b4 self publishing. I bet the book is amazing.

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