Topic: F. Scott and Zelda Visit the Mountains

I was reading about how F. Scott Fitzgerald and his wife, Zelda had an eventful visit to my home town of Asheville, NC from 1935-1936. Some accounts say he was trying to recover from  tuberculous, while others say he had acquired a taste for gin and was trying to kick it by what was known at the time as the "beer cure". Unfortunately he drank about 50 ponies of beer (a pony is 12 ounces) and for some reason this cure didn't work for him. Meanwhile, Zelda had been diagnosed as having chronic schizophrenic. She was checked into a local mental institution, Highland Hospital, which treated the mental illness by using less medications and focused on a good diet, exercise, and the "mountain air". She would live there the rest of her life which ended in 1948. F. Scott left the mountains for Hollywood in 1937 and seemed to have recaptured his gift, but died in 1940 while he was writing The Last Tycoon. This story inspired me to write this song about their visit long ago. Here is a link if you want to have a listen: https://soundcloud.com/jets60/f-scott-and-zelda-visit-the

F. Scott and Zelda Visit the Mountains By Jeff Gilpin


September 8, 2013




[C]Looking out the window


[F]Thoughts are everywhere


[G]Seeing new arrivals


[C]Wondering if they would [G]care


To [C]meet the man of legend


[F]For he was pretty sure


They’d [G]know of an author of his renown   


And they [C]just might [G]be his [C]cure




And [Em]Zelda sits across town


Where they’re [Am]frugal with their meds


They [F]believe that country living


Will get the [Bb]demons from her head


She [G]doesn’t know how she ended up here


[Am]After a life so grand


[Bb]While the voices [Em]chuckle


As [G]only demons [Am]can


[C]Scott, he was trying to kick


His [F]over fondness for gin


He’d [G]heard if he switched to beer


[C]That he could be[G]gin


To [C]finally rediscover


His [F]genus from before


But it’s [G]hard to solve a drinking problem


When you’re [C]only [G]drinking [C]more


And [Em]Zelda she’s across town


An [Am]emotional rollercoaster


Some [F]days she brightens every room


Like a [Bb]sunny day in the mountains



But [G]other days become so dark


Like she’s [Am]trapped within a cave


And [Bb]pulls the soil on [Em]top of her


[G]Digging her own [Am]grave


[C]One night Scott was injured


A[F]nother drunken night


[G]Stumbled, broke his shoulder


While re[C]learning how to [G]write


[C]Some folks said he tried and failed


To [F]end his broken life


But he [G]never would have done that


While feeling [C]guilty a[G]bout his [C]wife


[Em]Zelda outlived F. Scott


[Am]By almost a decade


Scott [F]left her in the mountains


To re[Bb]make his life unmade


He [G]died as he was remembering


The [Am]form that brought him fame


While [Bb]Zelda died all in a [Em]blaze


[G]Some folks said she was to [Am]blame


[C]Sometimes it makes me wonder


Why the [F]mighty often fall


[G]After reaching lofty heights


They [C]crash among the [G]tall


Their [C]lives may have turned out better


If [F]fame somehow was avoided


Like [G]so much else I’ll never know


That’s [C]just how some [G]lives [F]go


J  E  T  S
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