This happened by accident, I swear on my ailing father’s life. Old dude is a revolutionary in his bones and got tired of me singing about love all the time. ‘Sing about our country!’ he demanded.
So I wrote this song for him and at the chorus…the lines Call It Murder worked so well I burst out laughing. Sorry Ben Harper. Anyhoo, this is a rehearsal recorded on Rodney ( my pianist and musician in crime’s ) phone. We bring down the house with this song.
PS, Daddy loves this song. He just wishes I could have worked the word ‘Sellout’ in there somewhere….that old dude is funny!