I agree with Kalleh; it's not a game so shouldn't be in Wordplay.

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Originally posted by Kalleh:
We can let this thread die then. Not a problem.

Probably the best idea. Sorry if I got a bit worked up about the rules yesterday - for some reason the whole issue was really starting to annoy me. I should have left it alone.

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Morgan, who was with us from the very beginning of the board in July of 2002, started this discussion in this forum in 2003.

Just a clarification: if you follow the link in Morgan's post that started this thread, you'll see that she was actually reviving a game started by another member, Amanda, in 2002. So I think Amanda deserves at least some of the credit.

I'm not sure who was who in the early days. As I understand it there was a fair bit of sock-puppeting went on right back in the early days. Kalleh should be able to tell you if Amanda was real or one of the sock puppets in question.

I agree with Kalleh; it's not a game so shouldn't be in Wordplay.

From the opening post: "So, I thought it was time to revive a favorite game of mine." It seems that Morgan would've agreed with me.

Why not just move "Link the Lyrics" to Wordplay?

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Just a clarification: if you follow the link in Morgan's post that started this thread, you'll see that she was actually reviving a game started by another member, Amanda, in 2002. So I think Amanda deserves at least some of the credit.

Amanda was Morgan. In those wonderful days on WC, this game (or whatever!) was very popular, so Morgan restarted her original game. Morgan always preferred that name, so as soon as we got more members, she took Morgan as her only Moniker. [Her actual name was Kim.] After all, only 4 of us started this board, so we had to have a little sock-puppeting, as Bob says. That being said, I've only been one person here. My husband, however, had all sorts of names.

z, yes, I did call this a game when reviving it. I suppose the going back and forth made me feel that way. However, when all this came up, I began to realize just why Morgan (alias Amanda) posted it here.

I don't know how to move threads, Tinman. I just don't see it as a big deal, either way. A thread is a thread. Nitpickers could probably go through all the threads and find about 50% in the wrong place.

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Originally posted by Kalleh:
I don't know how to move threads, Tinman.

Arnie knows how. But couldn't you just close it in "The Written Word" and start a new one, dedicated to Morgan, in "Wordplay?"

Thanks for explaining "Amanda", Kalleh. Whether "link the lyrics" qualifies as a game is debatable, but I would say yes because there are rules and it involves interaction between the players. I don't think a game necessarily needs to have winners and losers. I would say that "link the lyrics" probably fits best on the "Word Games" board, which seem to be rather under-used at the moment.

This discussion gives me an opportunity to ask a question that's puzzled me for some time: why are the "Wordplay" and "Word Games" boards apparently the wrong way round? "Wordplay" is ostensibly for "wit, puns and light ramblings", but actually carries structured games like the limerick game and bluffing game. Whereas "Word Games" is mainly used for things like the "dis-" game, which I'd have thought is more "wit, puns and light ramblings" than an actual game.

It's OK. The thread can remain here, I can just learn not to be annoyed or to ignore it

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why are the "Wordplay" and "Word Games" boards apparently the wrong way round?

At one time we had a lot of very active games going on, and the bluffing game was getting pushed right down the forum list, and therefore in danger of being missed. I therefore started a new "Word Games" section to accommodate them, but left the bluffing game in place. The limerick game wasn't being played then (or not in anything like its present form, anyway). Now, of course, the only currently active game in "Word Games" is "the dis- game".

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but I would say yes because there are rules and it involves interaction between the players.

Ah...well...what started this discussion in the first place was the loose rules, so I am not sure about the "rules" here.

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Now, of course, the only currently active game in "Word Games" is "the dis- game".

I always liked that 4 or 6 letters game. Maybe we should restart it. After awhile I think all games get a little old. I have been surprised at the popularity of the limerick game, particularly since a fair number of people here don't like or write limericks.

The Iowa caucus has a song running through my head. Would anyone like to join me in this old game? Here is a refresher of Morgan's rules:

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Originally posted by Morgan...I will start with a few lines from a song. The idea is to pull one or two words, or a phrase from that song clip and post another short clip of another song that uses those same words.

In posting lyrics, please ~

~ confine the lyrics to four lines or less
~ boldface the Linking word or phrase
~ identify the title of the song, and
~ identify the composer or first performer of the song

"Iowa Stubborn", Meredith Willson

Oh, there's nothing halfway about the Iowa way to treat you,
When we treat you which we may not do at all...
And we're so by God stubborn we could stand touchin' noses
For a week at a time and never see eye-to-eye...
You really ought to give Iowa a try.

Oh, I love this game! Let's start it again. It's easy. I'll choose a word from Bethree's song to link another song to. I'll post a few lines of those lyrics, and then someone else can find a word in my song to link a new song to. And so on...

[I changed the rules slightly to make it easier.]

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Iowa

The word is "Fight! Fight! Fight! for IOWA,
Let every loyal Iowan sing;
The word is "Fight! Fight! Fight! for IOWA,"
Until the walls and rafters ring (Go Hawks!)
Come on and cheer, cheer, cheer, for IOWA
Come on and cheer until you hear the final gun.
The word is "Fight! Fight! Fight! for IOWA,"
Until the game is won.

Iowa - won

The Laddies Who Fought and Won
Music and lyrics by Harry Lauder, 1916. Performed by Harry Lauder.


When the fighting's over and the war is won,
And the flags are waving free,
When the bells are ringing and the boys are singing
Songs of victory,
And when we all gather round the old fireside
And the old mother kisses her son,
All the lassies will be loving all the laddies,
The laddies who fought and won.

Harry Lauder biography (Wikipedia)
autobiography, Roamin' in the Gloamin'.
By Sir Harry Lauder (1928). He talks about this song in chapter XVII.
Harry Lauder singing "The Laddies Who Fought and Won"
Sheet music for "The Laddies Who Fought and Won"

The song as written and as sung differ slightly. Transcription from song as sung.

Following this line...

Won - Victory

Bear Down, Chicago Bears

Bear down, Chicago Bears, make every play clear the way to victory;
Bear down, Chicago Bears, put up a fight with a might so fearlessly.
We'll never forget the way you thrilled the nation with your T-formation.
Bear down, Chicago Bears, and let them know why you're wearing the crown.
You're the pride and joy of Illinois, Chicago Bears, bear down.

Um, let's just say that this year the song didn't work...and they're more the embarrassment of Illinois.

BEAR

For every bear that ever there was
Will gather there for certain, because
Today's the day the teddy bears have their picnic.

Melody 1907 by American songwriter John Walter Bratton, lyrics by Irish songwriter Jimmy Kennedy 1932

Oh, Bethree, I love that song!

Victory - Today's the day

Today's The Day

Hold me close
You turn nighttime into day
And you're the most
Brightest star that lights my way

So come home to me now
'Cause it won't matter anyhow

I've got this feeling that today's the day
I've got this feeling today's the day

Today's the day – home

Take Me Home, Country Roads

written by John Denver, Taffy Nivert, and Bill Danoff in 1970
first sung by John Denver (later by many others)

Almost heaven, West Virginia
Blue Ridge Mountains
Shenandoah River -
Life is old there
Older than the trees
Younger than the mountains
Growin like a breeze

Country Roads, take me home
To the place I belong
West Virginia, mountain momma
Take me home, country roads

Country Roads - Shenendoah
Oh, Shenandoah- traditional American folk song, early 19thc.
Oh Shenandoah
I long to see you
Away you rolling river
Oh Shenandoah, I long to see you
Away, I'm bound away,
'cross the wide Missouri.

Shenandoah...Missouri

MISSOURI WALTZ
Written by J. R. Shannon
Music by John Valentine Eppel

Hush-a-bye ma baby, slumber time is comin' soon.
Rest yo head upon my breast, while mommy hums a tune.
The sandman is calling, where shadows are falling,
While the soft breezes sigh as in days long gone by.

'Way down in Missouri where I heard this melody,
When I was a little child on my mommy's knee.
The old folks were hummin',
Their banjos were strummin',
So sweet and low.

Waltz … Waltz

Rock and Roll Waltz
music by Shorty Allen and lyrics by Roy Alfred in 1955
recorded by Kay Starr in 1955
reached #1 in US, UK and Australia in 1956

One night I was late
Came home from a date
Slipped out of my shoes at the door
Then from the front room
I heard a jump tune
I looked in and here's what I saw

There in the night
What a wonderful scene
Mom was dancing with Dad
To my record machine
And while they danced
Only one thing was wrong
They were trying to waltz
To a rock and roll song

A-one, two, and then rock
A-one, two, and then roll
They did the rock and roll waltz
A-rock, two, three
A-roll, two, three
It looked so cute to me
I love the rock and roll waltz

Waltz....rock and roll
One of my favorites!
Bob Seeger
"Old Time Rock and Roll" Link

Just take those old records off the shelf
I'll sit and listen to 'em by m'self
Today's music ain't got the same soul
I like that old time rock and roll

Don't try to take me to a Disco
You'll never even get me out on the floor
In 10 minutes I'll be late for the door
I like that old time rock and roll

(Chorus)
Still like that old time rock and roll
The kinda music just soothes the soul
I reminisce about the days of old
With that old time rock and roll

Won't go to hear 'em play a Tango
I'd rather hear some blues or funky old soul
There's only one sure way to get me to go
Start playin' old time rock and roll

Call me a relic call me what'cha will
Say I'm old fashioned say I'm over the hill
Today's music ain't got the same soul
I like that old time rock and roll

records off the shelf ... book down from the shelf
Don't get around much anymore
The Inkspots

When I'm not playing solitaire
I take a book down from the shelf
And what with programs on the air
I keep pretty much to myself

Missed the Saturday dance
Heard they crowded the floor
Couldn't bear it without you
Don't get around much anymore

Oh, darling, I guess
My mind's more at ease
But nevertheless
Why stir up memories

Been invited all day
Might have gone, but what for?
Awfully different without you
Don't get around much anymore

Oh, darling, I guess
My mind's more at ease
But nevertheless
Why stir up memories?

Been invited all day
Might have gone, but what for?
Awfully different without you
Don't get around much anymore
Don't get around much anymore
Don't get around much anymore

Oh yeh great song! Duke Ellington tune/Bob Russell lyrics; Ellington's band as well as Inkspots had #1 hit recordings of it in 1943.


Don't Get Around Much Anymore - I Get Around
here's the chorus of the Beach Boys classic 1964

I get around
(Get around round round I get around)
Town to town
(Get around round round I get around)
It’s a real cool time
(Get around round round I get around)
Everything is fine
(Get around round round I get around)
I’m getting’ bugged drivin’ up and down
The same old strip
I gotta find a new place
Where the kids are hip

This is probably cheating (same word), but...
I get around....around

Rock Around the Clock
~ Bill Haley

One, two, three o'clock, four o'clock, rock,
Five, six, seven o'clock, eight o'clock, rock,
Nine, ten, eleven o'clock, twelve o'clock, rock,
We're gonna rock around the clock tonight.

Put your glad rags on and join me, hon,
We'll have some fun when the clock strikes one,
We're gonna rock around the clock tonight,
We're gonna rock, rock, rock, 'til broad daylight.
We're gonna rock, gonna rock, around the clock tonight.

When the clock strikes two, three and four,
If the band slows down we'll yell for more,
We're gonna rock around the clock tonight,
We're gonna rock, rock, rock, 'til broad daylight.
We're gonna rock, gonna rock, around the clock tonight.

When the chimes ring five, six and seven,
We'll be right in seventh heaven.
We're gonna rock around the clock tonight,
We're gonna rock, rock, rock, 'til broad daylight.
We're gonna rock, gonna rock, around the clock tonight.

When it's eight, nine, ten, eleven too,
I'll be goin' strong and so will you.
We're gonna rock around the clock tonight,
We're gonna rock, rock, rock, 'til broad daylight.
We're gonna rock, gonna rock, around the clock tonight.

When the clock strikes twelve, we'll cool off then,
Start a rockin' round the clock again.
We're gonna rock around the clock tonight,
We're gonna rock, rock, rock, 'til broad daylight.
We're gonna rock, gonna rock, around the clock tonight.

around … heaven

Cheek To Cheek

Written by Irving Berlin and sung in the movie Top Hat by Fred Astaire in 1935.
Recorded by 86 others since, according to Wikipedia.

Heaven, I'm in Heaven,
And my heart beats so that I can hardly speak;
And I seem to find the happiness I seek
When we're out together dancing, cheek to cheek.

Heaven, I'm in Heaven,
And the cares that hang around me thro' the week
Seem to vanish like a gambler's lucky streak
When we're out together dancing, cheek to cheek.

Oh! I love to climb a mountain,
And to reach the highest peak,
But it doesn't thrill me half as much
As dancing cheek to cheek.

Oh! I love to go out fishing
In a river or a creek,
But I don't enjoy it half as much
As dancing cheek to cheek.

Dance with me
I want my arm about you;
The charm about you
Will carry me thro' to Heaven

I'm in Heaven,
and my heart beats so that I can hardly speak;
And I seem to find the happiness I seek
When we're out together dancing cheek to cheek.

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Dance with me/I want your arm about me -- Dance with me/I want to be your partner

Dance With Me Orleans (band) 1975

Dance with me
I want to be your partner
Can't you see the music is just starting
Night is calling and i am falling
Dance with me

Fantasy could never be so giving
I feel free I hope that you are willing
Pick the beat up and kick your feet up
Dance with me

Let it lift you off the ground
Stary eyes and love is all around us
I can take you if you want to go
Oh oh

This band originated a few rock classics including also [You're] Still the One. Orleans drummer/founder Wells Kelly was a grade-school friend in Ithaca. The original band featured Hall, later of Hall & Oates. Wells went on to play with the Beach Boys and Meatloaf among others before his untimely death on tour in England in the early '80's.

Dance with me...Fantasy

Disney Girls
~ Beach Boys

Clearing skies and drying eyes
Now I see your smile
Darkness goes and softness shows
A changing style

Just in time words that rhyme
Well bless your soul
Now I'll fill your hands
With kisses and a Tootsie Roll

Oh reality, it's not for me
And it makes me laugh
Oh, fantasy world and Disney girls
I'm coming back

Patti Page and summer days
On old Cape Cod
Happy times making wine
In my garage
Country shade and lemonade

Guess I'm slowing down
It's a turned back world
With a local girl
In a smaller town

Open cars and clearer stars
That's what I've lacked
But fantasy world and Disney girls
I'm coming back

Love...Hi Rick and Dave
Hi Pop...Well good morning mom
Love...get up guess what
I'm in love with a girl I found
She's really swell
Cause she likes
Church, bingo chances and old time dances

All my life I spent the night
With dreams of you
And the warmth I missed
And for the things I wished
They're all coming true

I've got my love to give
And a place to live
Guess I'm gonna stay
It'd be a peaceful life
With a forever wife
And a kid someday

It's earlier nights
And pillow fights
And your soft laugh
Fantasy world and Disney girls
I'm coming back

[I like it when you can match several words, though I couldn't with this one.]

Fantasy … I've got my love to

I've Got My Love To Keep Me Warm

Written in 1937 by Irving Berlin; first sung by Dick Powell and Alice Faye in On the Avenue (1937).

The snow is snowing, the wind is blowing
But I can weather the storm!
What do I care how much it may storm?
I've got my love to keep me warm.
I can't remember a worse December
Just watch those icicles form!
What do I care if icicles form?
I've got my love to keep me warm.

Off with my overcoat, off with my glove
I need no overcoat, I'm burning with love!
My heart's on fire, the flame grows higher
So I will weather the storm!
What do I care how much it may storm?
I've got my love to keep me warm.

(Instrumental)

Off with my overcoat, off with my glove
I need no overcoat, I'm burning with love!
My heart's on fire, the flame grows higher
I will weather the storm!
What do I care how much it may storm?
I've got my love, I've got my love,
I've got my love to keep me warm.

I've go my love to...burning

Burning Love (For Valentine's Day!)
~Elvis

Lord almighty
I feel my temperature rising
Higher, higher
It's burning through to my soul

Girl, girl, girl
You gonna set me on fire
My brain is flaming
I don't know which way to go, yeah

Your kisses lift me higher
Like the sweet song of a choir
And you light my morning sky
With burning love

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
I feel my temperature rising
Help me, I'm flaming
I must be a hundred and nine

Burning, burning, burning
And nothing can cool me
I just might turn into smoke
But I feel fine, yeah

'Cause your kisses lift me higher
Like a sweet song of a choir
And you light my morning sky
With burning love

[- From :http://www.elyrics.net/read/e/elvis-presley-lyrics/burning-love-lyrics.html -]
It's coming closer
The flames are now reaching my body
Please won't you help me
I feel like I'm flipping away

It's hard to breath
And my chest is a-heaving
Lord almighty
I'm burning a hole where I lay

'Cause your kisses lift me higher
Like the sweet song of a choir
And you light my morning sky
With burning love

Burning love
Burning love
Burning love
Burning love

I'm just a hunk, a hunk of burning love
Just a hunk, a hunk of burning love
Just a hunk, a hunk of burning love
Just a hunk, a hunk of burning love

Just a hunk, a hunk of burning love
Just a hunk, a hunk of burning love
Just a hunk, a hunk of burning love

Burning ... Fire
The Crazy World of Arthur Brown

I am the god of hell fire, and I bring you!
Fire, I'll take you to burn.
Fire, I'll take you to learn.
I'll see you burn!

You've fought hard and you saved and earned,
But all of it's going to burn.
And your mind, your tiny mind,
You know you've really been so blind.
Now's your time, burn your mind,
You're falling far too far behind.
Oh no, oh no, oh no, you're gonna burn!

Fire, to destroy all you've done.
Fire, to end all you've become.
I'll feel you burn!

You've been living like a little girl,
In the middle of your little world.
And your mind, your tiny mind,
You know you've really been so blind.
Now's your time, burn your mind,
you're falling far too far behind.
Oooooooooooooo.

Fire, I'll take you to burn.
Fire, I'll take you to learn.

You're gonna burn!
You're gonna burn!
You're gonna burn!
Burn, burn, burn, burn, burn,
burn, burn, burn, burn, burn, ahhhhhhhhh

Fire, I'll take you to burn.
Fire, I'll take you to learn.
Fire, I'll take you to burn.
Fire, fire ahhhhh...

Fire...Oh No

Oh No
~Commodores

I want you
To want me
I'm goin' crazy
Knowin' he will be your lover tonight
And when he comes,
I'll let you go
I'll just pretend that you walked out the door
Oh no
I can't sleep
Oh no
I'm goin' crazy with love
Over you...

I need you,
To need me
I want to hold you
But you're holdin' someone else in your arms
When I close my eyes
I see your face
I'm just not sure
How much my heart can erase
Oh no
I can't think ooh....
Oh no
I'm goin' crazy with love
Over you

Oh honey
Oh sugar

Oh no
I can't sleep anymore baby
Oh no
I can't think anymore baby
Oh no
I'm goin' crazy with love
Over you.....

Oh No ... door

Ode To The Little Brown Shack Out Back

lyrics by Billy Edd Wheeler
sung by Billy Edd Wheeler 1964

They passed an ordinance in the town
They said we'd have to tear it down
That little old shack out back
So dear to me

Though the health department said
Its day was over and dead
It will stand forever in my memory

Don't let 'em tear that
Little brown building down
Don't let 'em tear that
Precious building down
Don't let 'em tear that
Dear old building down
For there's not another like it
In the country or the town

It was not so long ago
I went tripping through the snow
Out to that house behind
My old hound dog

Where I sit me down to rest
Like a snowbird on his nest
And read the Sears and Roebuck catalog

Oh I would hum a happy tune
Peeping through the quarter moon
As my daddy's kin had done before

It was in that quiet spot
Daily cares could be forgot
It gave the same relief
To rich and poor

Don't let 'em tear that
Little brown building down
Don't let 'em tear that
Precious building down
Don't let 'em tear that
Dear old building down
For there's not another like it
In the country or the town

Well it was not a castle fair
But I could dream my future there
Build my castles to the yellowjackets drone
I could orbit around the sun
Fight with General Washington
Or be a king upon a golden throne

It wasn't fancy built at all
We had newspapers on the wall
It was air-conditioned in the wintertime
It was just a humble hut
But its door was never shut
And a man could get inside without a dime

Don't let 'em tear that
Little brown building down
Don't let 'em tear that
Precious building down
Don't let 'em tear that
Dear old building down
For there's not another like it
In the country or the town

You'll find some discrepancies between my transcription and the way it was written. That's because I tried to write it as he sung it. There are some exceptions. Another is sung anothern, yellowjackets becomes yellerjackets and building is buildin'. There are probably more that I didn't catch.

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door...like a

Like a Rolling Stone
~Bob Dylan

Once upon a time you dressed so fine
You threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn't you ?
People'd call, say, "Beware doll, you're bound to fall"
You thought they were all kiddin' you
You used to laugh about
Everybody that was hangin' out
Now you don't talk so loud
Now you don't seem so proud
About having to be scrounging for your next meal.

How does it feel
How does it feel
To be without a home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone ?

You've gone to the finest school all right, Miss Lonely
But you know you only used to get juiced in it
And nobody has ever taught you how to live on the street
And now you find out you're gonna have to get used to it
You said you'd never compromise
With the mystery tramp, but know you realize
He's not selling any alibis
As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes
And say do you want to make a deal?

How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone ?
You never turned around to see the frowns on the jugglers and the clowns
When they all come down and did tricks for you
You never understood that it ain't no good
You shouldn't let other people get your kicks for you
You used to ride on the chrome horse with your diplomat
Who carried on his shoulder a Siamese cat
Ain't it hard when you discover that
He really wasn't where it's at
After he took from you everything he could steal.

How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone ?

Princess on the steeple and all the pretty people
They're drinkin', thinkin' that they got it made
Exchanging all precious gifts
But you'd better take your diamond ring, you'd better pawn it babe
You used to be so amused
At Napoleon in rags and the language that he used
Go to him now, he calls you, you can't refuse
When you got nothing, you got nothing to lose
You're invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal.

How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone ?

Whew, that post reveals a big part of Dylan's attraction for me back in the day: thought-provoking, original lyrics. We actually studied them as poetry in my '65 h.s. English class LOL.

I'll jump in & grab the only line that rings a bell:
GET YOUR KICKS

Route 66 by Bobby Troup 1946

Well if you ever plan to motor west
Just take my way that's the highway that's the best
Get your kicks on Route 66

Well it winds from Chicago to L.A.
More than 2000 miles all the way
Get your kicks on Route 66

Well goes from St. Louie down to Missouri
Oklahoma city looks oh so pretty
You'll see Amarillo and Gallup, New Mexico
Flagstaff, Arizona don't forget Winona
Kingman, Barstow, San Bernadino

Would you get hip to this kindly tip
And go take that California trip
Get your kicks on Route 66

Well goes from St. Louie down to Missouri
Oklahoma city looks oh so pretty
You'll see Amarillo and Gallup, New Mexico
Flagstaff, Arizona don't forget Winona
Kingman, Barstow, San Bernadino

Would you get hip to this kindly tip
And go take that California trip
Get your kicks on Route 66

Get your kicks ... Kick me when I'm down

It didn't take you long, to find someone new
You moved right along, I can't believe it's true
And worst of all, it's my best friend,
Aint that really rubbin' it in

Kick me when I'm down, why don't you
Kick me when I'm down, why don't you
First you put me down, then you make clown out of me
It's all over town, how could you
Kick me when I'm down, I tell you
They say you live and learn, but this education's killin' me

You say we'd grown apart, and that your love had died
But you made a new start, babe, before my tears had dried
I called my buddy, 'cos I was alone,
That's when you answered the phone
Kick me when I'm down, why don't you
Kick me when I'm down, why don't you
First you put me down, then you make clown out of me
It's all over town, how could you
Kick me when I'm down, I tell you
They say you live and learn, but this education's killin' me

Well I'm no stranger to pain, I got it down to a tee
From the school of hard knocks, I got my honorary Phd
I didn't ask for this, I didn't treat you bad
A fool for your kiss, I gave you everything that I had
But you were wearing my old pal's ring,
While I was still wearing black
Kick me when I'm down, why don't you
Kick me when I'm down, why don't you
First you put me down, then you make clown out of me
It's all over town, how could you
Kick me when I'm down, I tell you
They say you live and learn, but this education's killin' me
They say you live and learn, but this education's killin' me

Kick me when I'm down, why don't you,
Kick me when I'm down, kick me when I'm down,
Why don't you splatter my brains all over town
Kick me when I'm down

Status Quo

Tears

Dear Mister Fantasy play us a tune
Something to make us all happy
Do anything take us out of this gloom
Sing a song, play guitar
Make it snappy
You are the one who can make us all laugh
But doing that you break out in tearsPlease don't be sad if it was a straight mind you had
We wouldn't have known you all these years

Dear Mister Fantasy
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Tears...Sing a song

Sing a Song
~The Carpenters

Sing A Song

Sing, sing a song
Sing out loud, sing out strong
Sing of good things not bad
Sing of happy not sad

Sing, sing a song
Make it simple to last your whole life long
Don't worry that it's not good enough
For anyone else to hear
Just sing, sing a song

La la la la la
La la la la la la...

Sing, sing a song
Let the world sing along
Sing of love there could be
Sing for you and for me

Sing, sing a song
Make it simple to last your whole life long
Don't worry that it's not good enough
For anyone else to hear
Just sing, sing a song
Just sing, sing a song
Just sing, sing a song

La la la la la
La la la la la la...

Sing a song...Sing

BE LIKE THE KETTLE AND SING
(Tommy Connor / Walter Ridley / Desmond O'Connor)

sung by Vera Lynn
from the movie "We'll Meet Again," 1943


When all the skies are grey and it's a rainy day
Think of the birdies in spring
When you're up to your neck in hot water
Be like the kettle, and sing.

Tell that umbrella man he's just an also ran
Think of a kid on a swing
When you're up to your neck in hot water
Be like the kettle, and sing.

You'll find that life's always got a funny side
So come over on the sunny side

And wear a great big smile, it makes your life worthwhile
You'll have the world on a string
When you're up to your neck in hot water
Be like the kettle, and sing.

When your troubles are boiling over
Consult this recipe
Everybody can be in clover
Happy as can be

When all the skies are grey and it's a rainy day
Think of the birdies in spring
When you're up to your neck in hot water
Be like the kettle, and sing.

Tell that umbrella man he's just an also ran
Think of a kid on a swing
When you're up to your neck in hot water
Be like the kettle, and sing.

You'll find that life's always got a funny side
So come over on the sunny side

And wear a great big smile, it makes your life worthwhile
You'll have the world on a string
When you're up to your neck in hot water
Be like the kettle, and sing.

sing...skies are grey

You are my Sunshine
~Slim Whitman

You Are My Sunshine
My only sunshine.
You make me happy
When skies are grey.
You'll never know, dear,
How much I love you.
Please don't take my sunshine away

The other nite, dear,
As I lay sleeping
I dreamed I held you in my arms.
When I awoke, dear,
I was mistaken
And I hung my head and cried.

You are my sunshine,
My only sunshine.
You make me happy
When skies are grey.
You'll never know, dear,
How much I love you.
Please don't take my sunshine away.

I'll always love you
And make you happy
If you will only say the same
But if you leave me
To love another
You'll regret it all some day;

You are my sunshine,
My only sunshine.
You make me happy
When skies are grey.
You'll never know, dear,
How much I love you.
Please don't take my sunshine away.

You told me once, dear
You really loved me
And no one else could come between
But now you've left me
And love another
You have shattered all my dreams;

You are my sunshine,
My only sunshine.
You make me happy
When skies are grey.
You'll never know, dear,
How much I love you.
Please don't take my sunshine away.

Louisiana my Louisiana
the place where I was borne.
White fields of cotton
-- green fields clover,
the best fishing
and long tall corn;

You are my sunshine,
My only sunshine.
You make me happy
When skies are grey.
You'll never know, dear,
How much I love you.
Please don't take my sunshine away.
Crawfish gumbo and jambalaya
the biggest shrimp and sugar cane,
the finest oysters
and sweet strawberries
from Toledo Bend to New Orleans;

You are my sunshine,
My only sunshine.
You make me happy
When skies are grey.
You'll never know, dear,
How much I love you.
Please don't take my sunshine away.

My mother used to sing this song all the time.

Andy M. Stewart

THE GABERLUNZIEMAN


Oh the pawky auld carle cam o'er the lea
Wi' mony guild-e'ens and guid-days tae me
Sayin', "Guid wife for your charity
Would you lodge a leal poor man?"
Laddie wi my tow-ro-ae

Well the nicht being cauld, the carle being wat
It's doon ayant the ingle he sat
My dochters shouthers he began tae clap
And cadgily ranted and sang
Laddie wi' my tow-ro-ae

Between the twa was made a plot
They'd rise a wee afore the cock
And wilily they shot the lock
And fast to the bent they are gane
Laddie wi' my tow-ro-ae


The aul wife gaed whaur the beggar lay
The strae was cauld, he was away
She clappit her hands cryin
Waladay!
For some of our gear will be gane"
Laddie wi my tow-ro-ae


The servant gaed whaur the dochtor lay
The sheets were cauld, she was away
And fast to the guid wife she gan say
"Shes awa wi the Gaberlunzieman"
Laddie wi' my tow-ro-ae


O fy gar ride and fy gar rin
And haste ye find these traitors again!
For she's be burnt and he's be slain
The wearyful beggarman
Laddie wi' my tow-ro-ae


Meanwhile farhind oot o'er the lea
Fu-snug in a glen where nane could see
The twa wi' kindly sport and glee
Would lo'e the hale day lang
Laddie wi' my tow-ro-ae


Oh the lady cam riding o'er the lea,
efter mony years her guidwife tae see
She had wedded a lord, nae begger he,
That had gaed as the beggarman
Laddie wi' my tow-ro-ae


Well the lady came riding o'er the strand
Wi' fower and twenty at her command
She was the brawest in the land
And she went wi' the beggarman
Laddie wi' my tow-ro-ae

[added Source: http://andymstewart.com/moon.htm]

This message has been edited. Last edited by: Bea,

That was an interesting song, though I'm not sure what you were linking to. I listened to the song here, but could still only understand a little of it. I think I need an interpreter.
 
"You Are My Sunshine" is a song I remember by Gene Autry, not Slim Whitman. I don't remember ever hearing the lyrics “Louisiana my Louisiana” or “Crawfish gumbo and jambalaya.” I suffered through two YouTube renditions of the song by Slim Whitman and he didn't sing those lyrics. I did notice that the lyrics “You'll regret it all some day” he sang as “I'll regret it all some day” (Gene Autry sings “You'll”).

The song has an interesting history. This site says it is one of Louisiana's two official state songs and says “words and music by former Governor Jimmie H. Davis and Charles Mitchell.” The Loiusiana website says they have four state songs:

"Give Me Louisiana" (Doralise Fontane)
"You Are My Sunshine" (Jimmie Davis)
Second State Song: "State March Song" (Jimmie Davis)
State Environmental Song: "Gifts of the Earth" (Frances LeBeau)

Wikipedia says the song was first recorded in 1939 and “copyright 1940 Peer International Corporation, words and music by Jimmie Davis and Charles Mitchell," but that is in dispute, that Theodore Pappas wrote an article claiming it was originally written in the early 1930s by Oliver Hood and that “he first performed the song at a VFW convention in LaGrange [Georgia] in 1933; he sang it through a megaphone out of a hotel window, and he sang no less than twenty verses, most of which are lost.” Here is that article, “The 'Theft' of an American Classic.” Apparently Davis never claimed to have written the song.

Apologies for forgetting the link which I have now added.

Bea

quote:

"You Are My Sunshine" is a song I remember by Gene Autry, not Slim Whitman.

I only looked it up online, Tinman, and you know the reliability of that! You are probably right.

No, Slim Whitman did sing it. I just didn't know that until you told me.

Hint about this game:

To play link the lyrics, in the previous song, you link from the last word bolded to a word(s) you identify in the the song, which you embolden. For example, in Bea's last song, I have linked to lady. I've always loved Tom Jones' song:

She's a Lady
~Tom Jones

whatever Tom linked from...lady

"She's A Lady"

Well she's all you'd ever want,
She's the kind they'd like to flaunt and take to dinner.
Well she always knows her place.
She's got style, she's got grace, She's a winner.
She's a Lady. Whoa whoa whoa, She's a Lady.
Talkin' about that little lady, and the lady is mine.
Well she's never in the way
Always something nice to say, Oh what a blessing.
I can leave her on her own
Knowing she's okay alone, and there's no messing.
She's a lady. Whoa, whoa, whoa. She's a lady.
Talkin' about that little lady, and the lady is mine.
Well she never asks for very much and I don't refuse her.
Always treat her with respect, I never would abuse her.
What she's got is hard to find, and I don't want to lose her
Help me build a mountain from my little pile of clay. Hey, hey, hey.
Well she knows what I'm about,
She can take what I dish out, and that's not easy,
Well she knows me through and through,
She knows just what to do, and how to please me.
She's a lady. Whoa, whoa, whoa. She's a lady.
Talkin' about that little lady and the lady is mine.
Yeah yeah yeah She's a Lady
Listen to me baby, She's a Lady
Whoa whoa whoa, She's a Lady
And the Lady is mine
Yeah yeah yeah She's a Lady
Talkin about this little lady
Whoa whoa whoa whoa
Whoa and the lady is mine
Yeah yeah She's a Lady
And the Lady is mine.

quote:

Originally posted by Kalleh:
Hint about this game:

To play link the lyrics, in the previous song, you link from the last word bolded to a word(s) you identify in the the song, which you embolden. For example, in Bea's last song, I have linked to lady. I've always loved Tom Jones' song:

She's a Lady
~Tom Jones

whatever Tom linked from...lady

The song before mine was the link "Get your kicks ... Kick me when I'm down"

In the song lyrics, I found the word "tears" and posted lyrics that had that word in them. Did I do that right? Should I have labeled it Kick me when I'm down.....tears"?

I get the feeling I wasn't playing the game right.

Thank you,
Tom

Don't worry, Tom. Almost everybody who plays this game has their own way of playing it. Often I'll see people post songs that don't appear (to me, anyway) to have any connection. I tend to shrug my shoulders and assume someone has made a link that I can't see. As long as the thread is kept going that OK by me.

We're a pretty chaotic and easygoing bunch here, as you've probably seen by the amount of thread drift that's allowed.