“Roll Me In The Ditch”
Well as I’m walkin’ ‘long these railroad tracks
Looking for a nice’n shady place to fry some flap jacks
Got a Mason jar of bacon grease in this here knap sack
And if you meet me on the road…
You’ll know I don’t mind sharin’
That which I might be carryin’
Yet some say you ought’a be careful with this life
As if living it ain’t gonna cause each one of us to die
So if you’re one to take a gifted inch and turn it to a mile
Well that’s just another mile on the road
And if you meet me on that row
Ode
Hit me in the head and roll me in the ditch
You can shoot me in the head and roll me in the ditch
If you’re questioning the meaning of a scratch you gotta itch
And you meet the Buddha on the road
If you meet the Buddha on that row
Owed
Do any’all remember when the red, white, and blue
Was a piece of fabric for pledgin’ ‘legience to?
It didn’t call for blood a’Biden by white guys with balls a’blue
Well, if you meet me on the road
Yeah, if you meet me on that row
Ode
Just stab me in the back and roll me in the grass
Stab me in the back and roll me in the grass
If you’re questioning the message of an itch you wanna scratch And you meet the Buddha on the road
And you meet the Krishna on that low
Rode
Well I think I’m done in- carnatin’ to this Earth
‘Cuz the idea of sin is simply fuckin’ with my worth
All these folks fetishizin’ an absurd virgin birth
Please!
If you meet me on the road
Yeah, When you meet me on that Roe
Don’t Wade!
No!
Punch me in the dick
And tell me that I’m gay
You can kick me in the balls
And call me Doris Day
If you’re questionin’ the fishes
‘Bout the water in the bay
And you meet Sweet Jesus on the road
Or you meet the Buddha on the road
Or you meet Mohammed on the road
Or you meet Moses on the road
Or maybe, even, Moses Malone
Oh, Brother Louis Farrakhan
Or Hakeem “The Dream” Olajuwon
Or maybe, even, Ponch and John
Just don’t forget whose side you’re on
(the Other one, brother!),
Juan
Hit me in the head and roll me in the ditch
You can shoot me in the head and roll me in the ditch
While you’re measuring the trees to choose a branch to make a switch
And you meet the Jesus on the road
While you are eatin’ Cheez-Its on that road
Yeah, if you meet the Buddha on the row woe whoa wooooooe Ode…
Just kill ’em
Musical Prompt:
“Roots/Bluegrass/String/Acoustic Folk Music in the style of the film “Oh Brother, Where Art Thou” sung by a wry singer”
Background:
“Roll Me In The Ditch” was the very first song I ever asked SUNO to generate for This Human, utilizing it’s “Artificial” Intelligence to bring life to a set of lyrics, a song title, and a Musical Prompt. In the seven months I’ve been collaborating with SUNO, no other song has come closer to manifesting What I’d Imagined The Song To Be as “Roll Me In The Ditch” did. This is day three of this One Post Per Day blog, and there are only two hours left in this day, and I’ve already expended most of the energy I posses at a city commission meeting earlier this evening, so we’re just going to leave things at that. “Roll Me In The Ditch” is a seminal moment in the collaboration between This Human and Some Facet of Art official Intelligence. We’ll delve more deeply into that in subsequent posts, but for now please just appreciate the sounds and the sights that Our Future Malevolent/Benevolent Overlords have shared with our Limited Human Intelligence.
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