Here are lyrics to a song I wrote, completed at 2:15 am, July 8, 2003 at home. It was published in my third book of poems and song lyrics Bear’ sKin . I’ve sung it whenever I believed people who had attended SHS in the mid-60s might be present, and even if none were, I believe in the song, the sentiment, and audiences usually seem to like it. I hope you do too.
Acappella Choir
by Job Conger
(opens with the chorus)
I never sang in acapella choir
Though I wanted to
In the very worst way.
So I bought myself a guitar
To sing my joys and tribulations
And as for now,
I’m doing okay.
I was a lucky boy to know
Mr. Daniel Sprecklemeyer
Acappella Choir leader
Brilliant with the harmonies.
He was more than just a teacher.
He was laughing inspiration
With a song in his heart
Full of sweet melodies.
(chorus)
There was magic in the music
Sweetly singing in the concerts
I was just a first tenor
But I was part of the team
Every challenge in rehearsal
Was a mountain that we conquered,
And the view from the summit
Was the answer to a dream.
(chorus)
All the Robert Shaw arrangements,The world premiere of Lindsay’s “Congo”
Mormon Tabernacle’s “Battle Hymn”
Blake’s “Songs of Innocence”
Spring’s “Mardi Gras” productiion
Paper snow, “Sleigh Ride” at Christmas
Janet Boosinger’s great parties,
Joys unknown before and since.
(chorus )
I was a kid without voice training.
Others took their private lessons.
And my voice was immature
Like nouveau Beaujolais.
When I had my chance to solo
My voice crumbled like a Saltine,
But I loved that mighty chorus,
And I do to this day.
(chorus)
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Invite me to dinner and I’ll trade you a concert of this and more in your living room or auditorium.
Live long . . . . . . and proper.
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