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Lyrics and Tune Copyright 1983 Suzette Haden Elgin Song at the Ready The Filksing was crowded and lusty when I wandered in just before five< But off in a corner, all rumpled and dusty, sat a youth about two-thirds alive. It twisted my heart just to see him; he was shaking and hungry and pale. When I patted his knee, he smiled waekly at me, and said, "just let me tell you my tale! "Oh,here I sit with my song at the ready and nobody letting me sing here I sit with my song at the ready; I even bought new strings! Oh, here I sit, but I don't give up easy, I don't give up with out a fight. For I've been here with my song at the ready since day before yesterday night. Every tine that another song ended, he would hoist his guitat toward his chin; He'd say, "I have a song! You can all sing along!" and then somebody else would begin. And he'd sigh, andd he'd sag toward his capo, too tired and discouraged to speak. It was clear he'd get no song in edgewise, if he sat there the rest of the week. Singing, Chorus Well' the rules said that I couldn't tell him; but I did what I had to do. I told him what happens to filk-hogs that never let others play through. They don't go directly to Heaven, they first must make a punitive stop, Where they sit on hard chairs, and for Seventeen years, they listen to Mundanes sing pop! Chorus.

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