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Adaptation of a trad. blues song from about 1930 about the Spanish Flu pandemic for the covid generation called The 1919 Influenza Blues

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It was twenty hundred and twenty;
Men and women were dying,
With the stuff that the doctors called Covid 19.
People were dying everywhere,
Death was creeping all through the air,
And the groans of the rich sure was sad.

Well it was God's almighty plan,
He was judging this whole land,
North and south, east and west,
It can be seen,
It killed the rich, killed the poor,
It's gonna kill just a little more,
If you don't turn away from the shame.

At Number 10 Downing Street,
The Prime Minister said it would be,
Just a few weeks before Covid would be controlled,
The NHS they were clapped,
Sent the doctors all home to bed,
And the nurses all broke out with the same.

Well it was God's almighty plan,
He was judging this old land,
North and south, east and west,
It can be seen,
It killed the rich, killed the poor,
It's gonna kill just a little more,
If you don't turn away from the shame.

Coronavirus is the kind of disease,
Makes you weak down to your knees,
Carries a fever everybody surely dreads,
Packs a pain in every bone,
In a few days, you are gone.
To that hole in the ground called your grave.

Well it was God's almighty plan,
He was judging this old land,
North and south, east and west,
It can be seen,
It killed the rich, killed the poor,
It's gonna kill just a little more,
If you don't listen to the scientists.

credits

from Captain Hippie Pants Coronavirus Rants, released December 2, 2020
Stu Crane - Cigar Box Guitar and Vocals
Dominic Clark - Drums and Production
Paul Romane - Harmonica

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Captain Hippie Pants Coronavirus Rants London, UK

At the beginning of lockdown Stu Crane (Sergeant Buzfuz, 3 Chords & A Lie) was trying to cope with both him and his partner trying to hold down full time jobs whilst looking after their 4 year old daughter. He started writing songs for the Mustard Seed Studios Virtual Open Mic. When lockdown eased Stu recorded these songs with other musicians involved at Mustard Seed whilst socially distancing. ... more

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