Pipes
Smokin’ pipes!
Tim wrote the lyrics. The lyrics play with my Pop’s cherry tobacco pipe and the pipe organ.
This song features my father Mahlon playing the pipe organ – on my rock record! And, of course, a squawking lead guitar. Pipes! Alright!
Lyrics:
Pipes, alright – Pipes, all night
He strikes a match – sets afire
Cherry tobacco – in a briar well
Strikes a chord – through the air
In a crimson Cathedral – putting all in a spell
With rising emotion – all fears drop
With harmonic motion, He pulls out all the stops
Pipes are singing – pipes are meaning
To say to you – that it’s alright
Lyrics: (c) 2012 Tim Bryson
