Well I Don't Know

Lyric by Trev Teasdel 1970 Music by Johnny Adams and Trev Teasdel. Keyboard version Arranged Steve Gillgallon

Audio features Steve Gillgallon Keyboards and Bass Guitar / Steve Ingledew - Keyboards / recording (on Fostex portastudio). Trev Teasdel Vocals and guitar.

Written 1970 walking home form the GEC in Coventry to Willenhall. Often wrote while walking home. Had been reading Story of the Blues by Paul Oliver and listening to the audio. Lots of songs about 'Going down the road' - escaping. Originaly it had a blues feel. In 1973 guitarist Johnny Adams put it to music. Johnny was in a band called Fission at the time but later played with the Coven

try punk band Squad - famed as Terry Hall's former band before the Specials. Johnny had just learned Streets of London so gave the song a folk fingerpicked feel. We used to play it in the grounds of Cov Cathedral or the Herbert Musum along with other of our songs to anyone who would listen - walking around with Eko Jumbo guitars on our backs.

I later added a bridge section. In 1986, in Middlesbrough I tried the song with

my little band. The second audio is a run through of me playing the song on guitar while they work out some keyboard parts. The audio link below is the final version - although we ran out of tracks - hence no vocals were added but it works as an instrumental I think. I tightened up and rewrote some of the lyrics to fit the new keyboard arrarangement.

WELL I DON'T KNOW       

I don't know

I got no stone to throw

Well I don't know

I Got no ball to catch.

My friend the sun

Fled to Australia

Oh please come back

And dawn on me.

I don't know

Perhaps I'll leave here

Perhaps I'll go

Far far away ..ay.

I don't know

My soul's a star

Trapped in a jar

It all seems so far ..

(Bridge)

The road is calling but I

Can't go on

This restless feeling calls

Me on and on

The lake she sings to me

Says I have no fish to give.

The tree he watches me

With no place to live.

I don't know

I got no place to be

Oh I don't know

It doesn't worry me.

I don't know

I'm on my own now

I'm so alone now

Along ways from home.

I don't know

perhaps I'll lose my way

Well I don't know

why should I stay

but then again

I got no way to lose

All I possess

Is the blues.

(Bridge)

The road is calling but I

Can't go on

This restless feeling is calling

Me on and on

The lake she sings to me

Says I have no fish to give.

The tree he watches me

With no place to live.

I don't know

Guess I'll write a song

Oh I don't know

It all seems so wrong.

Lyrics by Trev Teasdel 1970