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I'm Inclined
Out Of The Woodwork
© 1973 by Gary E. Andrews
All Right Reserved for the Globe

Chords:
G 32OOO3
C X32O1O
D XXO232
Am XO221O
C/G bass 332O1O

Verse I
I'm Inclined,
To think about it now and then.
I'm Inclined,
To wonder where you've been.
I'm Inclined,
To wonder what it's all about.
Nobody loves, This boy now.
Nobody, Nobody loves me now.

Verse II
I'm allowed,
To think about it now and then.
I'm allowed,
To think inside my pen, My pen, My pen, My pen, My pen.
I'm allowed,
To let it out, When it comes in.
Oh, 'deed I do need a friend.
Oh, 'deed I do need a friend.

(Chorus)
I'm Inclined, To think about,
The things I'm not allowed to do.
I'm allowed, To do the things, I'm not inclined to.
I'm Inclined, To think or do, Nearly anything!
I'm Inclined, To mean it when I sing,
Nobody clips, This boy's wings.
Nobody, Nobody clips my wings.

Verse III
I'm Inclined,
To reach for you,
At night sometimes.
I'm Inclined,
To cry, when I, Drink wine, Drink wine,
That's all the time.
I'm Inclined,
To wonder what it's all about.
Nobody owns, This boy now.
Nobody, Nobody owns me now.

(Repeat Chorus)

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More Info...
"I'm Inclined" Copyright 1973 by Gary E. Andrews. All Rights Reserved For The Globe.

A country-fied piece. The 'echoic' lines, 'My pen, my pen, my pen, my pen' had a dual meaning, like the echo in a 'pen' where you'd lock an animal, or a man, and the ink in a pen a man's not allowed to write with. That variation in the 2nd Verse brings a new thing in to keep it fresh.

The chorus seems to sum up, to make a little sense of the Rhymey Verses and their vagaries.

The 3rd Verse is a bittersweet explanation of what's got the old boy down, but not out.