The Man with Almost Tremendous Foresight

I played 2 shows on Saturday.  One was in Red Bank, NJ and the other was in New York City.  The second one was easy because I was to sit in with Mr. Brownstone on a song for their last show ever to be had in NYC.  The only thing was, I kept forgetting the words to Knockin’ on Heaven’s Door.  It should be easy, like who played Uncle Buck, but for some reason I always forget. 

It was on the J train to Bowery where I was trying to remember the second verse to this song when a man came into my car and started playing it.  I hadn’t even prayed for it, yet  and didn’t know I was going to.  I looked for some money to give him but didn’t have any.  I mean I did, but I needed the ten.  

He got to the second verse and I began to remember the words quicker than he sang them (music therapy is a good memory extractor) but I still couldn’t remember the third line.  And when the dude got to the third line, he mumbled it. Like when God made fool’s gold for the prospector, Yiminy.

And then, as he walked out of the subway car to the next, he said something in my direction but I couldn’t tell if he was talking to me or the other guy sitting near me.  He said, “If you wear something like that outside, your gonna get knifed.”  I’m glad I didn’t get stabbed because I was wearing white pants.