Did you know that there’s singing group called Golden Smog? And furthermore one of their recorded hits(?) was called Pecan Pie? The lyrics start out thus:
as I walk along and stumble
trains rumble in my head
as I breeze along and grumble
think about you insteadand a piece of pecan pie
and you that’s all I want
just a piece of pecan pie
and all I want is yousometimes I get so hungry
think about pie all day
just a little whipped cream
honey, I’m on my waywith a piece of pecan pie
and you that’s all I want
just a piece of pecan pie
and all I want is you
It gets worse. Or as my mama would say, “Same song, second verse. Could be better but it’s gonna be worse.” If you’re a Golden Smog fan, you have my condolences, er, apology.
So, I’ll end this poor excuse for a pecan post with a picture and a plea for more pecan-related links. If you have posted anything —a story, a joke, a recipe, a poem, a quotation, a picture, even bad song lyrics— leave a link in Mr. Linky. If you’re a pecan fan, visit some of the links to find kindred spirits and more pecan songs.
I get this was a long time ago, and perhaps you’ve grown to appreciate Golden Smog, and the lyrics of Jeff Tweedy, but come on. How could you dislike these first lines?
“As I walk along and stumble, trains rumble in my head. As I breeze along and grumble, think about you instead. And a piece of Pecan Pie. And you, that’s all I want.”
It’s sweet, simple, and poetic. Just like a pecan.
Thanks in advance for reconsidering.