Greetings Steemit Open Mic Brothers and Sisters.
This is my entry for this weeks open mic.These last few days I have been learning a song called My Name is London Town by an English folk musician named Reg Meuross.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B2dftp8sZH0
I found Reg's music through the GemsonVHS youtube channel a few weeks ago and was very impressed by the style of his songwriting.
He writes in the style of old folk musicians like Woody Guthrie.The songs tell the stories of places and people and paint vivid images in the mind.
The song is still very fresh and new to me but I feel I got a decent version recorded for this weeks contest.
Here is the link to the original video of Reg playing the song in the Cecil Sharp Museum in London...
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uaR7QIgorJc
My Name is London Town
By Reg Meuross
I've been struck by the wind coming in from the east
that strips the grey river and stretches your skin
I've been choked by the engine and chocked by the beast
Breathing fire and pollution ,pleasure and sin
I'm the cry of the gulls from St Katherines Dock
Im the cry of the Smithfields fishmonger at dawn
I'm the sharp suited broker who steals like a fox
to the stock exchange floor to sell coffee and corn
My name is London town ,I'm your vision going up
I'm your nightmare coming down
I'm the Westminster fool , I'm the Pentonville clown
My name is London Town
I'm the bundle of rags in the Oxford Street doorway
Matted and ratted and shivering with cold
I'm the homecoming sunset that lights up the westway
Im the union flag ,Im the red green and gold
I'm the dome of St Paul's and the Regents Park Mosque
I'm the temple of the Arsenal and White Heart Lane
Im the bomb at Victoria the fire at Kings Cross
Im the 9 o clock dole que and the ten clock train
My name is London town ,I'm your vision going up
I'm your nightmare coming down
I'm the Westminster fool , I'm the Pentonville Clown
My name is London Town
I'm the immigrant town ,I'm the the city of night
of carousel dreams of beauty and pain
My streets paved with gold from the bold highway meters
Dick Whittingtons ghost in an old turning lane
My name is London town ,I'm your vision going up
I'm your nightmare coming down
I'm the Whitechapel murderer making his rounds
My name is London Town
My name is London Town