Blow the Flute in the Morning

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Blow the Flute in the Morning
lyrics © 2008 by Dr. H. Paul Shuch
sung to the tune of "Blow Ye Winds in the Morning" (traditional)

'Twas advertised in fanzines from LA to Baltimo'
One hundred fannish citizens, a filking for to go, singing
Blow the flute in the morning, pluck the banjo string.
Beat the drum and dance and strum and sing, sing, sing.

There's filking going on at nearly every single con.
It starts at dusk, continuing until the break of dawn, singing...

We filk in winter, spring, and fall, in fair or stormy weather,
In function space or hallways, in stairwells or wherever, singing...

If you don't know the lyrics, you are sure to learn them soon.
If you don't know the melody, then pick another tune, singing...

There's those of us who cannot play, and those who cannot sing.
We filk together anyway. It doesn't mean a thing, singing...

The filking clan is tolerant. So do whate'er you wish,
From smoking like a chimney, to drinking like L. Fish, singing...

When you get tired of fantasy or songs of outer space,
Sing songs of SCA, so I can flay you with my mace, singing...

If you are new to filking, don't be timid. What the hell,
I've filked for half a century, and still can't do it well, singing...

We're all for clever lyrics showing parody and wit,
And if you steal a tune or two, well, no one gives a damn, singing...

If you don't play an instrument, there's many here who do.
And most of us can sing off key as easily as you, singing...

If you are a collector, then the dealer's room will please.
There's books and tapes and instruments, and vinyl and CDs, singing...

Though petrol is expensive, you can surely share a ride
And hotel room to sleep in, fifteen others by your side, singing...

And when the con is over, and your own abode you seek,
Do not despair. There's bound to be another con next week. Singing...

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