From: Allan.Burrows@f338.n250.z1.fidonet.org
Newsgroups: alt.music.filk
Subject: A Furry Filk
X-Sender: newtout 0.02 Nov 17 1992
Date: 11 Dec 92  02:54:28

        There are, in the world, many odd people. We are among them. (Crazy?
Me? You bet!) Similarly, there are some people who really, really like
anthropomorphic or "funny animal" comic books. These are comic books whose
characters are anthropomorphised animals, (that is, critters that walk and/or 
talk like humans). Heck, there's a whole side fandom for "furries"! I could
name a few filkers who fit that description... but they might not like it, so 
I won't.
        What do these people do? Well, most of them read the aforementioned
comics. (I would, but I'm broke. *sniffle*) Some of them make costumes, not an 
easy task since the costume has to hide their very species. Some of them make 
up characters and draw and/or write stories around them. (I've seen some
pretty darn good writing within furry fandom!)
        Then there are the furverts. This one's for them

Fur In The Cold Of The Night
             by A.D. Burrows
ASCII Transcription Of Tune
 
 
6/4, C Major, tempo = 150 (vivace)   (cool jazz, feel = "Manix" theme)
 
 
VERSES
!-B3H-A3DE-G3S-A3DE-E3H-RS-!-E3E-G3DQ-E3Q-A3H-RQ-!
!-B3H-A3DE-G3S-A3DE-E3Q-RS-E3DE-D3S-!-E3W-RH-!
!-B3H-A3DE-G3S-A3DE-E3Q-RS-D3Q-!-E3E-G3DQ-E3Q-A3H-RQ-!
!-B3H-A3DE-G3S-A3DE-E3Q-RS-E3DE-D3S-!-E3W-RH-!
!-E4Q-E4Q-F#4Q-D#4Q-B3Q-B3Q-!-D4Q-D4Q-E4Q-C#4H-RQ-!
!-C4E-C4DQ-D4Q-B3Q-E3Q-E3Q-!-A3E-A3DQ-F3Q-B3Q-RQ-B3Q-!
!-B3H-A3DE-G3S-A3DE-E3H-RS-!-E3E-G3DQ-E3Q-A3H-RQ-!
!-B3H-A3DE-G3S-A3DE-E3Q-RS-E3DE-D3S-!-E3W-RH-!!
 
 
BRIDGE
!-E4Q-E4Q-F#4Q-D#4Q-B3Q-B3Q-!-D4Q-D4Q-E4Q-C#4H-RQ-!
!-C4Q-C4Q-D4Q-B3H-RQ-!-C4Q-C4Q-D4Q-B3H-RQ-!
!-E4Q-E4Q-F#4Q-D#4Q-B3Q-B3Q-!-D4Q-D4Q-E4Q-C#4H-E3Q-!
!-A3E-A3DQ-A3Q-A3E-G3DQ-F3Q-!-B3DW-!!
 
 
TO BE PLAYED ONLY AT THE END
!-B3H-A3DE-G3S-A3DE-E3Q-RS-E3DE-D3S-!-E3W-RH-!
!-E4Q-D4Q-B3Q-A3Q-G3Q-E3Q-!-Bb3DW-!!    (On this line, slow to a stop.)
 
 
 
 
Fur on my tummy fur on my cheek
Fur in the cold of the night
Never been born is the lover I seek
Fur in the cold of the night
  Warm living lover to say it's all right
  Nip and caress me and beneath the moonlight
(With) fur on my tummy fur on my cheek
Fur in the cold of the night
 
 
No one in costume could ever replace
Fur in the cold of the night
Beastial pleasures would be a disgrace
Rover would take no delight
  No smooth-skin lovers in covers of fur
  (They've) no claws to hold me and they couldn't purr
(The) blanket that I need licks at my face
Fur in the cold of the night
 
 
     Oh am I crazy to want lovers who
     Look like they grew
     Out of a zoo
     I want the touch oh I need it so much
     Of human and animal too
 
 
I have to face it I'll never find
Fur in the cold of the night
Nowhere the lover I have in mind
Fur in the cold of the night
  Though I might marry husband and wife
  I will be lonesome the rest of my life
(For) fur on my tummy fur on my cheek
Fur in the cold of the night
 
 
Fur in the cold of the night
  Fur in the cold of the night [On this line, slow to a stop.]
 
 
 
 
(c) 1992 Allan D. Burrows              "Fur In The Cold Of The Night"
                                       may be performed, distributed
                                       copied freely, but may not be
                                       used for any commercial purpose
                                       without the author's permission.

--- Maximus 2.01wb