A WEAK PLAYER'S LAMENT

tune: The Boxer
text: Andre Engels, 1995


I am a weak player, so my story's seldom told,
I am playing at my club,
play there weekly and then almost always lose my game.
But all the same
it doesn't same I am improving,
even though I try my best,
lalala lalalala lala-mmmm.

And I play a move, play a good move, play a bad,
and I play a move, play a good move, play a bad,
and I play a bad.

When someone plays against me I am just an easy win,
so if I ask to play one,
they shake their heads and try for someone else instead.
So here I sit,
with an empty board before me
and noone to play against,
sitting hours waiting for a single game.

And I play a move, play a good move, play a bad,
and I play a move, play a good move, play a bad,
and I play a bad.

So I think I will be quitting, even though it's a great game,
but there is no fun about it
if everyone's pretending that you're just not there.
And they'll all do
as long as I am not improving,
as long as I play silly moves,
and I think there's only one way to stop that:

I don't play no moves, play no good moves, play no bad,
I don't play no moves, play no good moves, play no bad,
play no moves no more.

But still I play, play a good move, play a bad,
and I play a move, play a good move, play a bad,
and I play a bad.