Hey baby, I’m gonna find you there
Hey baby, I wanna find you there
I don’t know
Where you are
How to prepare
But in the end, baby, let me find you there
This song is a little bit 70s, a little bit now, and a little bit…between 1200 and 1500 CE.
Sometimes you hear a great funk riff.*
And then you find a little plucky hook.
And then you need words to test out a melody so you grab the nearest book.
It happens to be “Poems Without Names, the English Lyric, 1200-1500 by Raymond Oliver” and you open it to page 34, where there’s a piece you’ve always liked, and it rhymes, so you just kind of test it…
And it works better than you expected. So you walk with it a little bit, moving to modern English, and then adding a little bit of 2020 to it.
Suddenly there’s this song that is about this sort of lost year and how everything old is new again.
I miss a lot of folks, so in the end, baby, let me find you there.
*Loop provided by Rasputin from Looperman (looperman-l-1564425-0226580-thumping-funk-bass-var2.wav) Drums autogenerated with GarageBand.
Hey baby, I’m gonna find you there
Hey baby, I wanna find you there
I don’t know
Where you are
How to prepare
But in the end, baby, let me find you there
Another year what may betide
Our company to be full wide
And never discord to abide
Oh send us such grace
Hey baby, I’m gonna find you there…
Who knows now what’s here
Where we’ll be in another year
Another year what may befall?
The least of us within the hall
Could prove to be the best of all
May we be sent such grace
Hey baby, I’m gonna find you there…
Those who are in wonder great
Who carry love and threaten hate
All enmity to liberate
May we be sent such grace!
Hey baby, I’m gonna find you there…
Who knows now what’s here
Where we’ll be in another year
Who knows now what’s here
Where we’ll be in another year