The Organ Recital

Randy Helton

Copyright 2007

Well I went to an organ recital,

On a visit to my old home town

But there was no music, no pedals, nor keys,

Just a bunch of old friends hanging ‘round

Yes I went to an organ recital,

But I heard no melodious trills

For this organ recital was all about vitals,

Procedures, and outcomes and pills;

CH: Ohhh… Bob just got back from surgery,

Carol’s concerned for her spleen

Willy and Steve, they both got heart disease

And Ruth thinks her liver’s turned green

From swellings to stones, sore backs and old bones

They itemized all their complaints

Yes an organ recital is an accurate title

Though music performance it aint!

Now I think back to when we were younger

How we laughed at the old folks we knew

When they told the most embarrassing details, out loud

Something we swore that we’d never do

Of hemorrhoids and gout, we’d not talk about

Nor our stools or that awful nose hair

But then came middle age, now our health’s all the rage

And we can hardly wait our turn to share!

CH: (We’ll itemize all our complaints)

So the next time there’s an organ recital

Perhaps maybe I’ll be the star

‘Cause now I’m past fifty, my hair’s falling out

And my hips hurt when I ride in the car

As gift to my wife, to prolong my life

I got my first colonoscopy

It’s too late to be proud, now I’ve said it out loud

And you can laugh, but one day you’ll be me

Last CH: Ohhh… I think that I might need surgery

I’m a little concerned for my spleen

If I eat too much cheese, I might get heart disease

And I sure hope my liver’s not green

From swellings to stones, sore backs and old bones

I’ll itemize all my complaints

Yes an organ recital is an accurate title

Though music performance it aint!