Peggy Sang the Blues Frank Turner
"Peggy Sang the Blues" by Frank Turner, released in 2013, is a folk-punk song that explores themes of nostalgia, loss, and the power of music to evoke memories. The lyrics reflect on personal experiences and the connection between music and emotional healing. Unique elements include Turner’s storytelling style and acoustic instrumentation. #FolkPunk
[Verse 1]
Peggy came to me in my sleep
In the middle of the night, on a Friday night last week
She whispered, "Hush, child, now don't be scared
I got me a few words of wisdom that I came back to share"
And she said
[Chorus 1]
It doesn't matter where you come from
It matters where you go
No one gets remembered
For the things they didn't do
[Verse 2]
I said "Peggy, won't you stay here for a while?
"We can drink whisky, we can play cards, and we can get wild"
She said, "We'll play poker and we'll play for keeps
I've only played angels lately and they never let me cheat"
[Chorus 1]
It doesn't matter where you come from
It matters where you go
No one gets remembered, in this listless life
For the things they didn't do
[Bridge]
And you can say I had a good start
And you can say I had class
And you can say that I was born beneath a ceiling made of glass
But I always kept an open house
And yeah, I always did right by my friends
And when I got to St. Peter's gate, I told the keeper
"I'm not the one who needs to make amends"
Peggy came to me in my sleep
In the middle of the night, on a Friday night last week
She whispered, "Hush, child, now don't be scared
I got me a few words of wisdom that I came back to share"
And she said
[Chorus 1]
It doesn't matter where you come from
It matters where you go
No one gets remembered
For the things they didn't do
[Verse 2]
I said "Peggy, won't you stay here for a while?
"We can drink whisky, we can play cards, and we can get wild"
She said, "We'll play poker and we'll play for keeps
I've only played angels lately and they never let me cheat"
[Chorus 1]
It doesn't matter where you come from
It matters where you go
No one gets remembered, in this listless life
For the things they didn't do
[Bridge]
And you can say I had a good start
And you can say I had class
And you can say that I was born beneath a ceiling made of glass
But I always kept an open house
And yeah, I always did right by my friends
And when I got to St. Peter's gate, I told the keeper
"I'm not the one who needs to make amends"
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