Disclaimer: Umm.Pearl Jam did this version, (at least they used the words
that I changed ever so selfishly!) so they own their song. They actually
redid the song from somebody else. They changed the words a bit though. I
think the original was done by Elvis, perhaps? Well, I don't own it. I own
my words to it! THAT'S ALL!
Last Stroke
Chorus:
Oh where oh where can my broomstick be?
The wind took her away from me!
She's gone to heaven, so I got to be good,
So I can see my broomstick when I leave this world.
I was out for a fly on my loyal broom.
I hadn't planned on baby's doom.
There in the sky, strait up there,
A broomstick was stalled! It wasn't fair.
I couldn't stop so I swerved to the right.
I'll never forget the sound that night.
Whistling wind from fling fast,
The painful crunch that I heard last.
Chorus
When I woke up the rain was pouring down.
Innocent bystanders all around.
Something warm flowing through my eyes,
But somehow I found my broomstick that night.
I lifted her handle looked it over and said,
"Let me hold her just a little while!"
I held her close. I storoked her my last stroke.
I found the broom that I knew I had missed!
Well, now she's gone, even though I hold her tight.
I lost my broom, my life, that night.
Chorus
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
A/N: So, how'd you like it? The idea came to me at probably about 1:30 in the morning a couple days ago. I think it turned out well! If you want the REAL lyrics to the song, you can mail me and ask me for them. I'll send them to you gladly! Thanks. Don't forget to review. Even if it's only one word. Try not to make that word overly vulgar or crude, though!
Last Stroke
Chorus:
Oh where oh where can my broomstick be?
The wind took her away from me!
She's gone to heaven, so I got to be good,
So I can see my broomstick when I leave this world.
I was out for a fly on my loyal broom.
I hadn't planned on baby's doom.
There in the sky, strait up there,
A broomstick was stalled! It wasn't fair.
I couldn't stop so I swerved to the right.
I'll never forget the sound that night.
Whistling wind from fling fast,
The painful crunch that I heard last.
Chorus
When I woke up the rain was pouring down.
Innocent bystanders all around.
Something warm flowing through my eyes,
But somehow I found my broomstick that night.
I lifted her handle looked it over and said,
"Let me hold her just a little while!"
I held her close. I storoked her my last stroke.
I found the broom that I knew I had missed!
Well, now she's gone, even though I hold her tight.
I lost my broom, my life, that night.
Chorus
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
A/N: So, how'd you like it? The idea came to me at probably about 1:30 in the morning a couple days ago. I think it turned out well! If you want the REAL lyrics to the song, you can mail me and ask me for them. I'll send them to you gladly! Thanks. Don't forget to review. Even if it's only one word. Try not to make that word overly vulgar or crude, though!
