Thursday, May 10, 2007

The definitive lyrics of the Farquahr's "Eggs".....

Email from Mark Lapham:

Missing verse and refrain added. I am Barnswallow's nephew and have been playing Farquahr tunes in Newport Rhode island for 20 years. We are the booze Brothers. boozebrothersband.com

My coffee is cold it's sitting there by the stove
My juice and my toast are there too
My heart's in a shamble I can't eat my scrambled
My eggs don't taste the same without you

like first)

Well the chair wear you sat is occupied by the cat
I wish you had taken him too
I can do very nicely with you once over lightly
My eggs don't taste the same without you

No more good morning kiss
walk down)
No more I love you
No more that's how the dog bit the paperboy kid
My wasn't that big news

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Well if you'd only come back I'd let you keep that old cat
Let you wear your curlers too
My hearts in a shamble I can't eat my scrambled
My eggs don't taste the same without you

3 comments:

COSMO said...

wow..I was just looking for these lyrics..I adore the Fabulous Farquahrs..I used to see them a lot over the years around Mt. Snow Vermont..of course this is going back a few decades LOL

Rick Schoenknecht..

Joe Pasky said...

I remember hearing "...laughs how the dog bit..." at Mt. Snow...many decades ago

CrustyCo said...

I’m sitting here fried, you’ve taken life’s sunny side