14 Romeos

by Go Van Gogh

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released 14 February 2012
Written by Jesse and Connie Walkershaw.
Connie Walkershaw -Sax
Brad Bechtel -Steel Guitar
Jesse Jackson -Guitar
Dane Pryce -Congas and Minor Percussion
Joseph Chavez -Bongos and Minor Percussion
David Shaff -Trumpet
Jesse Walkershaw -Bass and Vocals
Engineered by Peter Jensen @ Spicemix SF CA

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Listening to Go Van Gogh is like traveling the world in your ears, as the band plays an eclectic mix of genres. Their music ... more is like a gateway drug: Once you're hooked on Go Van Gogh, you might dig deeper to search out their musical influences. Go Van Gogh excel at bringing the party wherever they perform and have spent decades in the San Francisco music scene. less

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Track Name: Romeo's Lament
Left without a drop to drink
Left bereft of solace sweet
Now that my lover has gone from me
Left me beneath this tall oak tree
Where no ones left who knows to care for me.

My thoughts can't reach beyond my heart
Which as it beats, is torn apart
The seconds shake my trouble mind
They shake, they break, this troubled mind
I've been left behind without a drop of wine
Left bereft of your love divine
Left beneath this tall oak tree
Where no ones left who knows to care for me

I've been left on my own so far from home
With a heart as heavy as a corner stone
Got no way to bury my pain
Like too much steam in a run away train
Got no way to bury my pain
My thoughts crown in like pending rain
Track Name: Swimming
Oy Gevalt Ge vay, Ge vessen
Rabi takes a swimming lesson
All my Yiddish I fergessen
Except my Nana saying "essen essen"
The boys grow fat like baked knishes
While the girls stay svelte, slender
By swimming in the east river
Like silver fishes