THE ONE, TWO.THREE, FOUR, ISOLATION COVID BLUES

As I ponder the Covid lockdown, an Elvis song that was popular when I was a kid has been running through my mind.  With apologies to The King, here is my updated rendition. (Now, I just need someone with a guitar and a voice to sing it for me.)

The One, Two, Three, Four Isolation Covid Blues

(sung to the tune of Elvis Presley’s Occupation G.I. Blues - If you don't know the song, do click on the link before reading  my lyrics.)

I live in a house 

with a beautiful garden out back

I live in a house 

with a beautiful garden out back

Gimme a day with friends

To cheer up this sad sack.

I’ve got those one, two, three, four

isolation covid blues

From my uncut hair to the toes of my unworn shoes

And if I don’t see a new face soon

I’m gonna blow my fuse.

We eat healthy meals

at the kitchen table each day

We eat healthy meals 

at the kitchen table each day

I’d blow my whole IRA

For a meal in a restaurant, say.

We’d sure like to help

but all we do here is wait

We’d sure like to help 

but all we do here is wait

And they can’t say how long

We’re gonna be stuck in this state.

I’ve got those one, two, three, four

isolation covid blues

From my uncut hair to the toes of my unworn shoes

And if I don’t see a new face soon

I’m gonna blow my fuse.

I’d meet you today at the beach

but folks won’t wear masks

I’d meet you today at the beach

but folks won’t wear masks

So we’re stuck in the back yard

‘til there’s a vaccine at last.

I’ve got those one, two, three, four

isolation covid blues

From my uncut hair to the toes of my unworn shoes

And if I don’t see a new face soon

I’m gonna blow my fuse.