Testo Talking Skier - Bob Gibson
Testo della canzone Talking Skier (Bob Gibson), tratta dall'album Ski Songs
Well if you wanna be a skier let me tell you what to do
You gotta have time like a month or two
Plenty of money and just a little bit more
And I don't mean hundreds I mean figures of four
And a savings account
Rob the piggy bank
Take one of those fly now cry later plans
And you need a mountain preferably high
With a lodge and a pool that's right nearby
Trails and runs and a good long tow
And something else? Oh yeah, snow
Plenty of it brother
About six foot of base
Little fresh powder every day
That's what they advertise
So when you got the time and the place and the loot
And the pants and the park and a good pair of boots
Flannel longies and goggles and mitts
And skis and poles and waxing kits
And a few ace bandages
And a gallon jug of liniment
And a good big pillow
You're all set
So you get on the train and you head out west
Where any fool knows that the skiing is best
Except those in the north or north by east
Where it's not the most but it's not the least
You practice knee bends run down the aisle
Worry about the Alberger reverse shoulder style
Let's see what method does that Stein Erickson fella teach now?
So far so good
You're getting right along
You're at the resort in that happy throng
You go to the ski school and what do you see?
A million other people who are learning to ski
And that paragon
Oh that demi-god
The handsome ski instructor
Well you jump on your skis and get 'em on tight
You think you're looking like a wonderful sight
You climb up the hill with a side step or two
You notice everybody's looking right at you
You're first in line, brother
You're at the head of the class
Suddenly you feel accident prone
Acrophobia
So you've skied on down that first little hill
You did it real well and you didn't take a spill
You bend your knees you've got it now
Your instructor announces we'll try the snow plow
And brother you hate him
And you were doing so well
You were skiing parallel on your first lesson in the whole thing
So you learned the snow plow and got it down pat
All that evening 'round the bar you sat
And you talked like a skier about all you could do
Felt real good as you hoisted a few
And you listened to the others talking
And talking
And talking
Couple of fools singing folk songs
Well the day has come as you knew it would
You gotta find out if you're really any good
Whole darn class is going to the top
Chairlift feels like it's never gonna stop
It's getting higher
And you're getting short of breath
You got trembling knees and a mad desire to jump
So there you are where you wanted to be
On top of the world speaking figuratively
You're poised to move you're headed down
Skis together you're going to town
The air is rushing past your face
You wish you were some other place
You keep hearing voices
They're yelling at you "keep your knees together!"
Well you found a new thrill every time you went out
Don't try to explain what that thrill's all about
You can't explain it
Might as well give up trying
Let your friends float alone and find out for themselves
Sure your friends'll think that you're out of your head
They'll all be saying you'll wind up dead
But they don't know cause they can't see
The thrills and excitement when you learn to ski
Sure it's chancy
You could break a leg
But can any of your friends that play golf say truthfully
That they could break a leg?
Credits
Writer(s): Gibson Bob, Rieser Larry, Rieser Enid
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