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Akademirommet: Melanie Kitti – Open carry aches

Akademirommet: Melanie Kitti – Open carry aches

Welcome to this semesters first Akademirommet at Kunstnerens Hus. Melanie Kitti (SWE) is currently an MFA student at the Oslo National Academy of Fine Art.

It’s a Lonesome Time Being Lonesome

Music and lyrics: Sophie de Rohan Birkeland

Verse:

Mama, I’ve been out riding since spring

Left without notice, left you on your own

But the sunset had started to sting

And the sunrise has followed me home

Mama, I met a boy by the canyon

I don’t think you’d like him, but I hoped you could

I’ve never once had a companion

You taught me that I never would

Chorus:

Oh, I ain’t easy to love, I said

And I ain’t easy to hold, he said

He said this life is above my bend

It’s a lonesome time being lonesome

Verse:

Mama, he had a heavy life to carry

And you gave me one of my own

He cried saying we’d never marry

Our curse is being alone

Chorus:

Oh, I can’t give you a home, he said

And I can’t give you a life, I said

Oh, the full blooded moon on the roof of the saloon

It’s a lonesome time being lonesome

Verse:

Mama, I’m not the girl you expected

But I’m growing into my own

Never wanted and never protected

But I pray you’ll let me come home

Chorus:

Oh, I’m sorry I left you alone so long

But Mama, you told me I don’t belong

Now my boots are soft and my hat is gone

And I’ve been riding dusk till dawn

It’s been a lonesome time being lonesome


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