Written, acoustically performed and sung by John Henry Sheridan
Recorded by Jason Hills
Mixed by Jason Hills and John Henry Sheridan
© John Henry Sheridan 2001
Coral Sound Music 2018

Lyrics

“Songwriter’s Song”

From time to time my well runs dry and run out of things to say
I could either sing about this or that, but I don’t have any new complaints
So I find me a spot and I sit right down, and I unzip my guitar case
I take out my wooden savior, I tune up and begin to play

So I’m writing a song about nothing in particular
Don’t got no striking statements to make
But I felt the need to write and that’s something I can’t fight
So I wrote a song anyway

Now and again I pick up the pen and I go to write some lyrics down
But my lyrics stink or my pen runs outta ink and my song never gets off the ground
So I pick up my wooden friend the guitar and begin to just strum on her strings
I made no effort to coax out the words ‘cause my guitar, she helps me sing

So I’m writing a song about nothing in particular
Don’t got no striking statements to make
I’m not denouncing a war, there’s no cause that I’m for
I just wanted a reason to play

I’m writing a song about nothing in particular
Don’t got no striking statements to make
But I felt the need to write and that’s something I can’t fight
So I wrote a song anyway

Naaa na na naa, na na naa, na ne na ne na
Naaa na na naa, na na naa, na nee na nee na
Naaa na na naa, na na naa, no no no
Na na na naa, na na na naa