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A Few Moments Of Human Dignity
by LAWHON on 06.01.2026

The lyrics are entirely by LAWHON.
SUNO was used for production. The single prompt was, "The song genre is to be Country. SUNO to read lyrics and decide all issues regarding production."

[V1]
She was sitting on a bench outside the grocery store.
As I walking in,  I saw a teardrop on her chin.
I asked, Mam, are you okay?
She said, I’m no worse than any other day

I’m the victim of my choices
That’s my cross alone to bear.
Looking back, it’s clear to see.
Where I am and where I might-a been,
All comes back to me.

I got two kids that I have to raise alone,
What I take-home, dont buy them much of a home.
And that is the greatest pain that I bear alone.

As I listened to her talk.
I started to feel what she was going through,
But there wasn’t much that I could do
Other than listen, till she decided, she was through.

[PRECHORUS]
When she finally finished talking,
I said I got a little money I can spare.
She said I dont want any of your money,
It was enough, that you listened like you care.


[CHORUS 1]
By stopping just to listen,
About what its like to live like me
What you already gave to me,
Was a few moments of human dignity

Just to have someone listen,
And look at me like I mattered,
Was food for a weary soul,
who feels broken down and battered.

By stopping just to listen,
About what its like to live like me
What you already gave to me,
Was a few moments of huan dignity

[BRIDGE]
She thanked me for my time
Got up and walked away
And I’ve never been the same.
Since I stopped and listened that day.

[CHORUS]
By stopping just to listen,
About what its like to live like me
What you already gave to me,
Was a few moments of human dignity

Just to have someone listen,
And look at me like I mattered,
Was food for a weary soul,
who feels broken down and battered.

By stopping just to listen,
About what its like to live like me
What you already gave to me,
Was a few moments of human dignity
« Last Edit: June 02, 2026, 09:36:49 am by LAWHON »
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Re: A Few Moments Of Human Dignity
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Very good story, nice message...
Sounds good man...
A little different structure but that's OK,
Good Luck
Tex

Re: A Few Moments Of Human Dignity
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Overall pretty good but it is worthwhile going through this to find more interesting words in places

ie

your opener is blase with her just sitting...crying there? THAT makes us want to know more...(I know you get to the tear...but hit the listener with it)

It is also kinda timely. Read recently the most important "feeling" for people is to be understood, REALLY heard.




Re: A Few Moments Of Human Dignity
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I understand the message you are trying to get across and you've attempted to do it with a story, which is our job as songwriters.

My advice would be is to put language in that a person would actually say in real life.  (referring to "I was almost home"). I refer to that song alot because it doesn't sound like songwriting, it sounds like you're listening in to a real conversation.

Does that make any sense?
When you row someone else across the river, you get there yourself

Re: A Few Moments Of Human Dignity
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Tex, John, Redwriter...

Thanks for "listening" and commenting.


Red,

Regarding your comment about changing some things to language more commonly used...

I thought that I had done that, and am not sure what you mean.

Could you please select-out a couple of quotes as examples and elaborate?

Thanks.
Noodlin' guitar player

Re: A Few Moments Of Human Dignity
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Sure, here's the first part.

He had plastic bags wrapped round his shoes.
He was covered with the evening news.
Had a pair of old wool socks on his hands.

The bank sign was flashing five below,
It was freezing rain an' spittin' snow.
He was curled up behind some garbage cans.
I was afraid that he was dead.
I gave him a gentle shake.
When he opened up his eyes
I said, "Old man are you ok?"

He said, "I just climbed out of a cottonwood tree,
I was runin' from some honey bees.
Drip dryin' in the summer breeze,
After jumpin' into Calico creek.
I was walkin' down an old dirt road,
Past a field of hay that had just been mowed.
Man I wish you'd just left me alone,
'Cause I was almost home."
When you row someone else across the river, you get there yourself

Re: A Few Moments Of Human Dignity
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Red,

I didn't make my question clear enough.
Please select-out a couple of quotes from my song and explain what your objections are.


Regarding the song that you quoted in the last post...

That isn't my song. My song is based somewhat loosely on an actual conversation that I had.
It wasn't a homeless person with plastic around their feet. For me, all of that hits too hard.
And with hesitance, I'm going to reveal that, to my senses, that song trades on a gratuitous set of cliches.

It was likely a big hit, but not an approach that I care to take.

My song is based upon a young woman who you would likely see as just another regular and random patron in a grocery store line.

She wasnt "down-and-out."
She was a regular person with a roof over her head and a car to drive, but feeling the pressure of a life that she couldn't quite pay for, with nowhere to turn, and she was showing the wear.
The song doesnt come at her hard. It attempts to show how her life is slipping from her grip, one bill and receipt at a time.

John mentioned that the song came in "blase." It does. I was going to the store for some breakfast cereal. That is very ordinary and blase.

Nonetheless,
I would be very interested to see exactly what parts of my song need further consideration.
I enjoy giving them further consideration.

Thanks again.
« Last Edit: June 02, 2026, 12:21:00 pm by LAWHON »
Noodlin' guitar player

Re: A Few Moments Of Human Dignity
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I’m the victim of my choices
That’s my cross alone to bear.
Looking back, it’s clear to see.
Where I am and where I might-a been,
All comes back to me.


AS an example... (and this is from years of songwriting circles I've been in).  A person would never say this in real life.
also you're "telling" instead of showing.


That verse right there is a "conclusion", but she really wouldn't say that.

Maybe she might say.

It's just some bad decisions
I've got no one to blame but myself
I knew he would leave but I stayed
and that's how I ended up in this place


that's not perfect of course, because I really don't know her story.
As a listener I wanted to know, what choices did she make


So the point of your song is that just listening to another person's story helps them make it through the day, great thought, so if it were me, I would tell 2-3 different short versions of encounters that "show" the point, without telling. If you can put a twist in, all the better.

#1 woman in grocery story
#2 child in a laundry mat
#3 man in line for a car part





If you're not familiar with the song I quoted, the homeless man was dreaming and the "do gooder" came along thinking he was helping, but the old guy wakes up and is mad, because he was almost home<<<<
« Last Edit: June 02, 2026, 12:59:21 pm by redwriter1 »
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Re: A Few Moments Of Human Dignity
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Red,

Regarding the quoted lines, I see your point. I'm going to go back into the song and try to rework it, with your suggestion in mind.

Regarding doing three vignettes, my personal opinion is that would dilute the song. As I said, it's a personal opinion.

Thank you for your feedback. I appreciate you taking the time and the interest. You have a nice site here.

Lawhon
Noodlin' guitar player
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Re: A Few Moments Of Human Dignity
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I will look forward to seeing the next version!  This is where all the magic is made. re-write, re-write, re-write.......
When you row someone else across the river, you get there yourself