Mama’s Don’t Let Your Babies Grow Up To Be Bloggers

Everyone’s favorite blogger, Darla of She’s a Maineiac wrote this piece recently:

Read it here:  Mama’s Don’t Let Your Babies Grow Up To Be Bloggers

It inspired me and I thought maybe the lyrics to this song needed to be written… you know… ’cause I’m a blogger… so here it is:

If you’d like to sing along…

Mama’s, don’t let your babies grow up to be bloggers
Don’t let ‘em write stories for virtual friends
Help ‘em to realize that blog never ends

Mama’s, don’t let your babies grow up to be bloggers
Their always alone, always on their I-Phone
Even with people they love

Bloggers ain’t easy to love ‘cause they’re never around
Locked in their office pretendin’ to be so profound
But their mostly on Facebook and checking their stats page
For hours and hours every day
And if you don’t understand ‘em, well you don’t need to worry
Because most of ‘em just fade away

Mama’s, don’t let your babies grow up to be bloggers
Don’t let ‘em write stories for virtual friends
Help ‘em to realize that blog never ends

Mama’s, don’t let your babies grow up to be bloggers
They’re always alone, always on their I-Phone
Even with people they love

Bloggers like posting their recipes and old family photos
Stories ‘bout children and travelin’ and psycho ex-boyfriends
And them that don’t understand the blogger’s obsession
to write when you got nothin’ to say
They ain’t wrong, they’re just needy and they’re pride won’t let ‘em
stop writing those words every day

Mama’s, don’t let your babies grow up to be bloggers
Don’t let ‘em write stories for virtual friends
Help ‘em to realize that blog never ends

Mama’s, don’t let your babies grow up to be bloggers
They’re always alone, always on their I-Phone
Even with people they love

They’re always alone, always on that I-Phone
Even with people they love

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35 responses to “Mama’s Don’t Let Your Babies Grow Up To Be Bloggers

  1. Omigosh! I love this collaboration! I’m posting to my FB page and alerting all bloggers! So great!

  2. It’s a good song. And if I were drunk in a bar full of morons who would all sing along with such a song, I would probably join in. I have done so before, with the root song – about cowboys – and thought to myself, I would be a cowboy if the circumstances were correct. Technically, I AM a cowboy, when you get down to it. And I am a blogger too. So… cool. It’s a good thing.

    Mammas, LET your kids grow up to BE bloggers. Then, maybe, they won’t be crack addicts, psychotic killers, and twisted sadistically non-thinking uncommunicative fruit loops that drink cool aid. I mean, how many bloggers end up being those things?

    But, hey, maybe they will anyway…

    Bummer, that.

    • Definitely a drunk bar song. I’d try to write the song; Mama’s don’t let your babies grow up to be uncommunicative fruit loops that drink cool aid… but it doesn’t really fit the melody. I’d like to be a cowboy too, you’re probably more cowboy than me. At least you have some military background.

      • That would be a good song. And the cool thing is, if you sing it in a red state, they’ll think you mean liberals. If you sing it in a blue state, they’ll think you mean conservatives. No one will think you’re referring to them.

        As far as being a cowboy, my first job was a meat cutter. I haven’t ridden herd on cattle. But I’ve helped castrate them, I’ve been there when they were shot, and I’ve spent plenty of time cutting them up. I don’t think this really qualifies me to be a cowboy, but I’d be happy ridding around herding them I think. It would be good to work outside under the sky.

  3. Awesome.

    Next time, though, can you sing it in Pig Latin? Or translate it to Canadian? ;)

  4. Awesome, Steve! I was being all smug listening to this, thinking, haha, I’m not really blogging, and then I realized I’m guilty of all that crap anyway.

  5. Um. Awesome. Also, guilty of pretty much all of it :)

  6. love the lyrics! I can certainly identify.. as I sit here trying to figure out what to write this morning, or evening, or whenever. Have a great day!

  7. Richard L Wiseman

    Sniff… that was sooo… sniff sniff… beeautiful! (I inserted my own coyote howls instead of singing along as my singing voice has being registered as a contravention of the European Human Rights Act and possibly an illegal weapon of some kind). Sniff… sooo beeeeeeautiful! Sniff.

  8. LOVED this! I am grinning from ear to ear. Well done, Steve–bravo. Oh how I wish I could play guitar. Or sing.

  9. Classic!

    My friend Mr. Pettit always asks me what I will write on my blog, but I don’t usually know … so I tell him nothing that will ever really matter much … or really have much matter.

    note: I don’t write about anything you sang about, so I must be non-generic.

  10. Soooo good! You are a talented man! And, geez, I’m guilty of all of this. Perhaps a 12 step program for bloggers is in my future!

  11. GOF

    Musically and lyrically superb. Thank you.

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