Good Grief Lyrics

Geez Louise

Take it easy please

A little ride home

It ain't a problem

In this deep December freeze

Bad eyes

Weak knees

A plastic hip

And a lung disease

As I helped her in the car

She squeezed my arm

You remind me of my husband, Gene

God rest his sweet soul

The fire feels nice

But don't get too close

The breeze is just right

Until it really starts to blow

If you hold on tight

It's awful hard to let it go

Sweet Louise

She said you wouldn't believe

Before the cancer

Used to be a dancer

Ballet in New Orleans

What a feeling

Bein' in those shoes

It was my very favorite thing to do

But now I'm broken

Heart and body both

And I've a bad case of

Late-stage identity blues

The fire feels nice

But don't get too close

The breeze is just right

Until it really starts to blow

If you hold on tight

It's awful hard to let it go

Louise and me

Arrived at Sherlock Street

My eyes were misty

She smiled and kissed me

On the cheek

Said ya sweet boy

You listen to me

It's alright

If you need to cry

My dear

It's good grief sometimes

Mind your keep

But keep in mind

All things fade with time

So don't you hold too tight