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Guffer
845
Rock
Guffer was released on January 1, 1973 by Rhino/Warner Records as a part of the album Fathoms Deep
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Release DateJanuary 1, 1973
LabelRhino/Warner Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Linda Lewis
Linda Lewis
Vocals, Acoustic Guitar
Poli Palmer
Poli Palmer
Flute, Background Vocals, Percussion, Vibraphone, Synthesizer
Clive Chaman
Clive Chaman
Bass
Danny Thompson
Danny Thompson
Bass
Phil Chen
Phil Chen
Bass
Conrad Isadore
Conrad Isadore
Drums
Richard Bailey
Richard Bailey
Drums
BobTench
BobTench
Guitar
Jim Cregan
Jim Cregan
Guitar, Vocals
Lowell George
Lowell George
Guitar
Robert Ahwry
Robert Ahwry
Guitar
Max Middleton
Max Middleton
Keyboards, Piano
Steve Gregory
Steve Gregory
Keyboards
Larry Steele
Larry Steele
Percussion, Congas
Chris Mercer
Chris Mercer
Saxophone
Mick Eve
Mick Eve
Saxophone
Ron Carthy
Ron Carthy
Trumpet
Domino
Domino
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Linda Lewis
Linda Lewis
Composer, Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Linda Lewis
Linda Lewis
Producer
Phil McDonald
Phil McDonald
Engineer
Jim Cregan
Jim Cregan
Producer
Eddie Klein
Eddie Klein
Recording Technician
John Davidson
John Davidson
Recording Technician

Lyrics

Winter's meltin' into spring
Brings caterpillar creepin' slowly, lowly
You know he eats his way through any green thing
Until he builds a lonely room
He's gonna sleep like death in a homemade tomb
Then one summer day, gonna blow away that brown cocoon
A solemn pleasure to my eyes
Beautiful butterfly
Won't you flutter, flutter by my way?
Won't you decorate my day?
And the seasons keep turnin' around
For the reasons have yet to be found
And the world keeps turnin' on
And when something's gone, you know something's comin'
Something's comin'
When something's gone, something's comin'
When something's gone, something's comin'
Something's comin'
He's got dirt in his hair, in his eyes, in his ears
Don't you put him down
Frayed teeth, frightened beliefs
Well, he's been fifty-seven years in this town this autumn
His mustard dust ain't enough
Poor old Gaffer, nobody loves ya
Long ago he did his seekin'
Now he's only left with tobacco reekin' through his skin
Time's very thin, Gaffer gonna die soon
And a newborn baby gonna cry somewhere soon
And the seasons keep turnin' around
For the reasons have yet to be found
And the world keeps turnin' on
And when something's gone, you know something's comin'
Something's comin'
When something's gone, something's comin'
When something's gone, something's comin'
When something's gone, something's comin', hmm
When something's gone, something's comin'
When something's gone
Something's hangin' 'round the corner
When something's gone
Something's comin'
Something's comin'
Written by: Linda Lewis
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