HOLD HIM UP

a poem by Conrad Kruger van den Bergh, South Africa - poetry writer, author, poet

This song is based on the life and antics of Aubrey, who was a regular at a tavern I used to frequent. He passed away decently in his sleep, in 1994.

Lyrics for: HOLD HIM UP

He’s got a face explodin’ red.
Whiskey scars on his head.
He’s got the shakes and the stare,
while he’s downing all that grog.

He’s beggin’ for smokes and bitter draft.
Telling jokes that turn out daft.
Making up songs that’ll never last,
while he’s downing all that grog.

Hold him up, he’s never sober.
Hold him up, he’s rollin’ over.
Put him down in the corner there
and tie him to the chair.

He talks of wars he ain’t seen.
People and places he ain’t been.
Lying about kings and queens,
while he’s downing all that grog.

He’s painting rainbows on the floor.
Falling down at the toilet door.
Yellin’ at the barman he wants more,
while he’s downing all that grog.

Hold him up, he’s never sober.
Hold him up, he’s rollin’ over.
Put him down in the corner there
and tie him to the chair.

Conrad Kruger van den Bergh (Revised version, 2011, Copyright)

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