Scott
E. Moore, an acoustic blues guitarist from New York, is a walking
contradiction. His roots are clearly with the Blues and he sings in
a low, quiet voice that just makes you ache. But his songs are so darn
happy! With his constantly self-depreciating humor, he turns sadness
into laughter.
"Unforgettable Fool"
by Scott E. Moore
I'm gonna
rock your world, I'm gonna make your hair curl
Like nobody can
I'm gonna try it all, look like I ain't trying at all
At least that's my plan
What do you think about that?
I'm gonna touch down, stick my flag in your ground
With one giant step
I'm gonna give 'em hell, jump back; kiss myself
Can I get an 'Amen' ?
What do you think about that?
(Chorus)
I'm an unforgettable fool, trying to be cool
I've been telling myself, now I'm telling you
And what do you think about that?
I'm
gonna pick your lock, sneak right into your thoughts
And pull up a chair
I'm gonna make a mark, throw off some serious sparks 'til
you start to care
What do you think about that?
(Chorus)
I want
to rock your world, I want to make your hair curl
Like nobody can...
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Here's Scott's hilarious riff on an old cliché -- "...or
are you just happy to see me?"
"Nothin' in My Pocket"
by Scott E. Moore
I got
no house keys, 'cause I ain't got no home
I got no wallet full of pictures, 'cause I'm all alone
(Chorus)
I
got nothin' to lose and nothin' to do
I got nothin' in my pocket, I'm just happy to see you...
I got
no Swiss army knife, they got too many uses
I got no pocket full of change, and I got no excuses
(Chorus)
Well
let me tell you what I mean, I'm a young, young man in an
old pair of jeans
And I'm so happy now it's just like a dream... I'm burstin'
at the seams...
I got no fancy church key, used for opening beer
I got no Butterscotch Lifesavers, I finished 'em before
I got here
(Chorus)
I got
no watch on a chain, 'cause time ain't no care
And my hands ain't in my pockets, 'cause they're up in the
air
(Chorus)
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...Another example of self-depreciating humor: His song "L.A.+Me",
talking about Los Angeles. The chorus, of course, goes "L.A.
and me, we're a lame combination..."
These songs are copyright by Scott E. Moore. No ownership
or permission is expressed or implied. The accompanying audio clip is
for your "review purposes",
in other words, I am explicitly hoping that this sample inspires you to
go out and buy the song. And thereby avoid having Scott E. Moore sue me.
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