Them Quarantine Blues*

They call it shelterin’-in-place

In a limited amount of space

So says the CDC’s database

To avoid even a trace

Of a Coronavirus case.

Well, I got no place to go,

And all the time to get there,

Can’t go on a cruise

Cuz of the pandemic news

I got them quarantine blues.

Oh yeah, them quarantine blues.

Gas in the tank, money in the bank

I’m just rarin’ to get rolling,

But I don’t need a GPS

I ain’t leavin’ this address

It’s only my sanity that’s going.

Well, I got no place to go,

And all the time to get there,

Can’t go on a cruise

Cuz of the pandemic news

It’s the quarantine blues.

Oh yeah, them quarantine blues.

(*With apologies to all the poets and musicians in the world.)