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The 1Kth Gig They started right here Some eight years ago And most of us didn’t know them But armed with a fistful of songs and talent Each said to the other “let’s show ‘em” So with Nancy on rhythm And Braden on bass They breezed through their set list And tore up this place!! They grew with each other In gig after gig Not once have their egos Ever gotten too big They nail every number- Yep! Song after song It’s really no wonder They’ve lasted this long They’ve shared the bright spotlight At certain events With Unusual Suspects And the Dudes from Seequence! They add in a drummer And turn the beat on When Jeff starts pounding Or Winston or John One Thousand Times They’ve loaded their gear And sung their hearts out For year after year At campgrounds and restaurants Old Home Days and Bars Some are quite close Yet others – damned far!! When that happens –The Blowhards Will gather – No Fuss! And head to the gig In the Moodus “Magic Bus” Enough of this now Their heads must be swelling – You’re probably tired Of this story I’m telling! Raise your glasses right now And join in a toast To our friends and the Band That we love the most! ONE THOUSAND GIGS And don’t you forget Our Friends – We Love ‘Em The World’s smallest Quartet!!! |
