Tinman alerted me by PM that the words to the previous song, "Courage," are off. I copied them directly from an online site, but I must say, I did wonder. For example: "not enough to cried out in shame" surely didn't sound right; neither did "No heroes and no to blame;" but I didn't know the song and thought it could be some type of country music. I know very little about country music. Also, Tinman says that it should be:
"I promise to do what I can to NOT let it happen again" It also makes much more sense with "not" added!
Here is the link. It is the first song, last verse.
February 16, 2005, 06:19
Cat
Women...er, women
There lived a certain man in Russia long ago He was big and strong, in his eyes a flaming glow Most people looked at him with terror and with fear But to Moscow chicks he was such a lovely dear He could preach the bible like a preacher Full of ecstasy and fire But he also was the kind of teacher Women would desire
Ra Ra Rasputin, lover of the Russian queen There was a cat that really was gone Ra Ra Rasputin, Russia's greatest love machine It was a shame how he carried on.
Rasputin - Boney M
February 17, 2005, 21:10
Kalleh
I looked for the word Russia and found this song. I think it is the Russian National Anthem:
RUSSIAN LYRICS
Rossiya svyaschennaya nasha dyerzhava Rossiya lyubimaya nasha strana Moguchaya volya vyelikaya slava Tvoyo dostoyan'ye na vsya vryemyena!!!
However, that wouldn't be the best song since nobody could post from it! So, this is my song:
women...Russia
Mother Russia ~ Iron Maiden
Mother Russia how are you sleeping Middle winter cold winds blow From the trees the snowflakes drifting Swirling round like ghosts in the snow
This has been a long winter A "things often went wrong" winter A "you must be strong" winter One I’d care not to repeat
But it had you in it It had you in it It had you in it and you helped make it sweet
It has been a cold winter A "losing all your hold" winter "Lies and secrets told" winter One I’d care not to repeat
But it had you in it It had you in it It had you in it and you helped make it sweet
And I don’t want to think Of how it might have been All the heartaches and the uphill climbs Without you on which to lean
This has been a white winter A "phone calls in the night" winter A "you better hold on tight" winter One I’d care not to repeat
But it had you in it Warm and wondrous you in it It had you in it and you helped make it sweet
It had you in it It had you in it You helped make it sweet
******* "Happiness is not something ready made. It comes from your own actions. ~Dalai Lama
February 18, 2005, 14:12
Kalleh
cold weather...Lies and
Smiling Faces Sometimes ~ Joan Osborne
Smiling faces sometimes pretend to be your friend Smiling faces show no traces of the evil that lurks within Smiling faces, smiling faces sometimes They don't tell the truth, huh Smiling faces, smiling faces Tell lies and I got proof
February 19, 2005, 18:20
Hic et ubique
lies and ... pretend
Close your eyes and I'll kiss you, Tomorrow I'll miss you; Remember I'll always be true. And then while I'm away, I'll write home ev'ry day, And I'll send all my loving to you.
I'll pretend that I'm kissing The lips I am missing And hope that my dreams will come true. And then while I'm away, I'll write home ev'ry day, And I'll send all my loving to you.
Beatles - All My Loving
February 19, 2005, 18:27
Kalleh
pretend...dreams will come true
Dreams To Dream ~ by Unknown (Disney)
Dreams to dream in the dark of the night. when the world goes wrong I can still make it right. I can see so far in my dreams,I'll follow my dreams until they come true. come with me you will see what I mean there's a world inside no one else ever sees.you will go so far in my dreams somewhere in my dreams your dreams will come true. there is a star waiting to guide us shining inside us when we close our eyes. dont let go if you stay close to me in my dreams tonight you will see what I see dreams to dream, as near as can be inside you and me they always come true.
February 20, 2005, 03:43
Cat
dreams will come true...eyes
My eyes seek reality My fingers seek my veins There's a dog at your back step He must come in from the rain
I fall 'cause I let go The net below has rot away So my eyes seek reality And my fingers seek my veins
The trash fire is warm But nowhere safe from the storm And I can't bare to see What I've let me be So wicked and worn
So as I write to you Of what is done and to do Maybe you'll understand And won't cry for this man 'Cause low man is due
Please forgive me...
Low Man's Lyric - Metallica
February 20, 2005, 20:27
Caterwauller
eyes . . . storm
Ready for the Storm by Dougie Maclean (one of my all-time faves . . . going to be on tour through here in April from Scotland) This song has also been recorded by Kathy Mattea and again by Rich Mullins.
The waves crash in the tide rolls out It's an angry sea but there is no doubt That the lighthouse will keep shining out To warn a lonely sailor And the lightning strikes And the wind cuts cold Through the sailor's bones Through the sailor's soul 'Til there's nothing left that he can hold Except a rolling ocean
Oh I am ready for the storm Yes sir ready I am ready for the storm I'm ready for the storm
Oh give me mercy for my dreams 'Cause every confrontation seems to tell me What it really means To be this lonely sailor And when the sky begins to clear The sun it melts away my fear And I shed a silent weary tear For those who mean to love me
Oh I am ready for the storm Yes sir ready I am ready for the storm I'm ready for the storm
The distance it is no real friend And time will take its time And you will find that in the end It brings you me This lonely sailor And when You take me by the hand And You love me, Lord, You love me And I should have realized I had no reasons to be frightened
******* "Happiness is not something ready made. It comes from your own actions. ~Dalai Lama
March 15, 2005, 15:33
Cat
Time we brought this back!
Storm...ocean
We get some rules to follow That and this, these and those No one knows We get these pills to swallow How they stick in your throat Tastes like gold Oh what you do to me No one knows
I realize you're mine Indeed a fool am I
I journey through the desert Of the mind, with no hope I follow I drift along the ocean Dead lifeboat, in the sun And come undone Pleasantly caving in I come undone
No one Knows - Queens of the Stone Age, feat. the ubiquitous (and multi-talented) Dave Grohl.
I'm being swallowed by a boa constrictor I'm being swallowed by a boa constrictor I'm being swallowed by a boa constrictor And I don't like it very much!
Oh no, oh no, he swallowed my toe, he swallowed my toe Oh gee, oh gee, he's up to my knee, he's up to my knee Oh fiddle, oh fiddle, he's reached my middle, he's reached my middle Oh heck, oh heck, he's up to my neck, he's up to my neck Oh dread, oh dread, he swallowed my.... schlirppp!
(and no, Jo, I don't think THIS is about giving head, either!)
******* "Happiness is not something ready made. It comes from your own actions. ~Dalai Lama
You took my kisses and all my love You taught me how to care Am I to be just remnant of a one-sided love affair
All you took I gladly gave There is nothing left for me to save
All of me Why not take all of me Can't you see I'm no good without you Take my lips I want to lose them Take my arms I'll never use them Your goodbye left me with eyes that cry How can I go on dear, without you You took the part that once was my heart So why not take all of me
March 16, 2005, 13:40
Cat
All of Me... Me
Drowning deep in my sea of loathing Broken your servant I kneel It seems what's left of my human side Is slowly changing in me
Looking at my own reflection When suddenly it changes Violently it changes (oh no) There is no turning back now You've woken up the demon in me
Get up, come on get down with the sickness Get up, come on get down with the sickness Get up, come on get down with the sickness Open up your hate, and let it flow into me Get up, come on get down with the sickness Get up, come on get down with the sickness Get up, come on get down with the sickness Madness is the gift that has been given to me
Down with the Sickness - Disturbed
March 18, 2005, 16:35
Cat
Come on people! I've got more songs I want to fit in!
(Methinks I'm playing this game backwards.)
March 18, 2005, 16:46
jerry thomas
Shethinks she is playing this game backwards .... like going around in a circle??????
All my life's a circle, sunrise and sundown The moon rolls through the night time Till the day break comes around All my life's a circle, but I can't tell you why The seasons spinning round again The years keep rolling by.
It seems like I've been here before, I can't remember when But I got this funny feeling That we'll all be together again There's no straight lines that make up my life And all my roads have bends There's no clear cut beginnings, and so far no dead ends.
I've found you a thousand times, I guess you've done the same But then we'll lose each other It's just like children's games As I see you here again, the thought runs through my mind Our friendships like a circle, Let's go round one more time.
March 18, 2005, 18:38
Caterwauller
Circles . . .
Will it Go Round In Circles by Billy Preston
I've got a song, I ain't got no melody I'ma gonna sing it to my friends I've got a song, I ain't got no melody I' ma gonna sing it to my friends
Will it go round in circles Will it fly high like a bird up in the sky Will it go round in circles Will it fly high like a bird up in the sky
I've got a story, ain't got no moral Let the bad guy win every once in a while I've got a story, ain't got no moral Let the bad guy win every once in a while
I've got a dance, I ain't got no steps, no I'm gonna let the music move me around I've got a dance, I ain't got no steps I'm gonna let the music move me around
Will it go round in circles Will it fly high like a bird up in the sky Will it go round in circles Will it fly high like a bird up in the sky
******* "Happiness is not something ready made. It comes from your own actions. ~Dalai Lama
March 19, 2005, 10:57
Cat
Circle...high
He’s in the bar he’s in your hair With his sports keyring jangling he’s everywhere He’s in your view he’s in your face Straight out of the seventies to straight out of place His collars turned up high he’s on top of the world Sliding down the bar he’s always falling falling With his one good eye he winks at what he thinks is girls Opens toothless grin and then he’s crawling crawling
And I’m a moving I’m a grooving And I’m a smooching and he’s a discotheque wreck yeah
He’s in your sight he’s in your pocket He’s a superfly guy without a superfly rocket Every night he’s on your case A terrible reality of disco race
His collars turned up high he’s on top of the world Sliding down the bar he’s always falling falling With his one good eye he winks at what he thinks is girls Opens toothless grin and then he’s crawling crawling ...
Discotheque Wreck - Terrorvision (I'm going to see them in April - they've re-formed for a week!)
March 20, 2005, 19:48
Kalleh
high...falling falling
Falling, Falling, Falling ~ Mandy Moore
My heart is breaking, darling As the many tears are falling Falling, Falling, Falling just for you My eyes are burning, darling While my heart is sad and yearning Yearning, yearning, burning just for you You didn`t have to go and leave me all alone I`m sure you think that breaking hearts are fun But someday you may find out when your new love is gone That deep inside your heart I`m still the one
March 23, 2005, 03:25
Caterwauller
falling . . . burning
Ring of Fire ~Johnny Cash
Love is a burning thing and it makes a firery ring bound by wild desire I fell in to a ring of fire...
I fell in to a burning ring of fire I went down,down,down and the flames went higher. And it burns,burns,burns the ring of fire the ring of fire.
The taste of love is sweet when hearts like our's meet I fell for you like a child oh, but the fire went wild..
I fell in to a burning ring of fire.....[etc]
******* "Happiness is not something ready made. It comes from your own actions. ~Dalai Lama
March 25, 2005, 22:42
tinman
burning ... sweet
Strange Fruit -lyrics and music by Abel Meeropol (a.k.a. Lewis Allan), 1936 or 1937; first sung by Billie Holiday in 1939
Southern trees bear a strange fruit, Blood on the leaves and blood at the root, Black body swinging in the Southern breeze, Strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees.
Pastoral scene of the gallant South, The bulging eyes and the twisted mouth, Scent of magnolia sweet and fresh, And the sudden smell of burning flesh!
Here is a fruit for the crows to pluck, For the rain to gather, for the wind to suck, For the sun to rot, for a tree to drop, Here is a strange and bitter crop.
I wrote "Strange Fruit" because I hate lynching, and I hate injustice, and I hate the people who perpetuate it.
-Abel Meeropol (a.k.a. Lewis Allan), 1971.
This song was first written as a poem titled Bitter Fruit in 1936 or 1937 and set to music by the author. The title was later changed to Strange Fruit. He, his wife, and others sang it, and in 1939 he approached Billie Holiday and asked her to sing it. She quickly adopted it as her own.
She’s a witch of trouble in electric blue, In her own mad mind she’s in love with you. With you. Now what you gonna do? Strange brew -- kill what’s inside of you.
She’s some kind of demon messing in the glue. If you don’t watch out it’ll stick to you. To you. What kind of fool are you? Strange brew -- kill what’s inside of you.
On a boat in the middle of a raging sea, She would make a scene for it all to be Ignored. And wouldn’t you be bored? Strange brew -- kill what’s inside of you.
******* "Happiness is not something ready made. It comes from your own actions. ~Dalai Lama
March 26, 2005, 22:19
tinman
strange ... If you don’t watch out
Satan's a Liah sung by Carl Sandburg
Satan's a liah an' a conjuh too; If you don’ watch out he'll conjuh you; Satan's a liah and a conjuh too; If you don’ watch out he'll conjuh you; Ain' gonna worry my Lawd no mo', Ain' gonna worry my Lawd no mo'.
Satan's got a might big shoe, If you don’ watch out, he'll slip on you. Satan's got a might big shoe, If you don’ watch out, he'll slip on you. Ain' gonna worry my Lawd no mo', Ain' gonna worry my Lawd no mo'.
Goin' to heaven on a angel's wing, When I get there you'll hear me sing. Goin' to heaven on a angel's wing, When I get there you'll hear me sing. Ain' gonna worry my Lawd no mo', Ain' gonna worry my Lawd no mo'.
When I get to heaven goin' to sit yah down, Goin' to put on my robe and starry crown. When I get to heaven goin' to sit yah down, Goin' to put on my robe and starry crown. Ain' gonna worry my Lawd no mo', Ain' gonna worry my Lawd no mo'.
Tinman
March 27, 2005, 02:28
Caterwauller
If you don't watch out . . . heaven and shoes
All God's Chillun Got Wings ~ traditional
I got a robe, you got a robe All o' God's chillun got a robe When I get to heab'n I'm goin' to put on my robe I'm goin' to shout all ovah God's Heab'n Heab'n, Heab'n Ev'rybody talkin' 'bout heab'n ain't goin' dere Heab'n, Heab'n I'm goin' to shout all ovah God's Heab'n
I got-a wings, you got-a wings All o' God's chillun got-a wings When I get to heab'n I'm goin' to put on my wings I'm goin' to fly all ovah God's Heab'n Heab'n, Heab'n Ev'rybody talkin' 'bout heab'n ain't goin' dere Heab'n, Heab'n I'm goin' to fly all ovah God's Heab'n
I got a harp, you got a harp All o' God's chillun got a harp When I get to heab'n I'm goin' to take up my harp I'm goin' to play all ovah God's Heab'n Heab'n , Heab'n Ev'rybody talkin' 'bout heab'n ain't goin' dere Heab'n, Heab'n I'm goin' to play all ovah God's Heab'n
I got shoes, you got shoes All o' God's chillun got shoes When I get to heab'n I'm goin' to put on my shoes I'm goin' to walk all ovah God's Heab'n Heab'n , Heab'n Ev'rybody talkin' 'bout heab'n ain't goin' dere Heab'n, Heab'n I'm goin' to walk all ovah God's Heab'n
******* "Happiness is not something ready made. It comes from your own actions. ~Dalai Lama
March 28, 2005, 12:01
Kalleh
Heaven and shoes...When I get to
When I Get to the Border ~ Richard Thompson
Greedy people take what's mine I can leave them all behind And they can never cross that line When I get to the border
March 28, 2005, 18:40
Caterwauller
When I get to . . . . Border
South of the Border (Down Mexico Way) ~Frank Sinatra
South of the border - down Mexico way That's where I fell in love, where the stars above - came out to play And now as I wander - my thoughts ever stray South of the border - down Mexico way
She was a picture - in old Spanish lace Just for a tender while, I kissed a smile - upon her face 'Cause it was fiesta - and we were so gay South of the border - Mexico way
Then she smiled as she whispered "ma?na" Never dreaming that we were parting Then I lied as a whispered "ma?na" 'Cause our tomorrow never came
South of the border - I jumped back one day There in a veil of white, by the candle light - she knelt to pray The mission bells told me (ding-dong) - that I musn't stay South of the border - Mexico way
******* "Happiness is not something ready made. It comes from your own actions. ~Dalai Lama
April 21, 2005, 04:09
Cat
Border...Tender
Tender is the night Lying by your side Tender is the touch Of someone that you love too much Tender is the day The demons go away Lord I need to find Someone who can heal my mind
Come on, come on, come on Get through it Come on, come on, come on Love’s the greatest thing Come on, come on, come on Get through it Come on, come on, come on Love’s the greatest thing That we have I’m waiting for that feeling I’m waiting for that feeling Waiting for that feeling to come
Lei scarpini de bailare, bailare. Bailaremos tutusi. Lei scarpini de bailare, bailare. Bailaremos con cosi.
In the shoemaker's shop this refrain would never stop As he tapped away, working all the day (At his bench, there was he, just as busy as a bee) Little time to lose for the boots and shoes
But his heart went "pop" inside the little shop When a lovely girl set 'em all a-whirl She had come to choose some pretty dancing shoes And he heard her say in a charming way
Shoes to set my feet a-dancing, dancing Dancing, dancing all the day Shoes to set my feet a-dancing, dancing Dancing all my cares away
(Then he tapped and he stitched for his fingers were bewitched) And he sewed a dream into every seam (Making shoes, oh, so neat just like magic on her feet) And he hoped she'd know that he loved her so
But she danced, danced, danced as though she were entranced Like a spinning top all around the shop On her dainty feet she whirled into the street And he heard her say as she danced away
Lei scarpini de bailare, bailare. Bailaremos tutusi. Lei scarpini de bailare, bailare. Bailaremos con cosi.
Shoes to set my feet a-dancing, dancing Dancing all my cares away
All my cares away!!
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April 22, 2005, 20:01
Caterwauller
come . . . dance!
Shall we dance? On a bright cloud of music shall we fly? Shall we dance? Shall we then say "Goodnight and mean "Goodbye"? Or perchance, When the last little star has left the sky, Shall we still be together With are arms around each other And shall you be my new romance? On the clear understanding That this kind of thing can happen, Shall we dance? Shall we dance? Shall we Dance?
******* "Happiness is not something ready made. It comes from your own actions. ~Dalai Lama
April 22, 2005, 20:34
jerry thomas
I Could Have Danced All Night
It's after three now. Don't you agree now, She ought to be in bed.
Bed! Bed! I couldn't go to bed! My head's too light to try to set it down!
I understand, dear. It's all been grand, dear. But now it's time to sleep.
Sleep! Sleep! I couldn't sleep tonight. Not for all the jewels in the crown! I could have danced all night! I could have danced all night! And still have begged for more. I could have spread my wings And done a thousand things I've never done before. I'll never know What made it so exciting; Why all at once My heart took flight. I only know when he Began to dance with me I could have danced, danced, danced all night!
April 23, 2005, 03:21
Caterwauller
dancing . . .
Dancing Queen
You can dance, you can jive, having the time of your life See that girl, watch that scene, dig in the dancing queen
Friday night and the lights are low Looking out for the place to go Where they play the right music, getting in the swing You come in to look for a king Anybody could be that guy Night is young and the music’s high With a bit of rock music, everything is fine You’re in the mood for a dance And when you get the chance...
You are the dancing queen, young and sweet, only seventeen Dancing queen, feel the beat from the tambourine You can dance, you can jive, having the time of your life See that girl, watch that scene, dig in the dancing queen
You’re a teaser, you turn ’em on Leave them burning and then you’re gone Looking out for another, anyone will do You’re in the mood for a dance And when you get the chance...
You are the dancing queen, young and sweet, only seventeen Dancing queen, feel the beat from the tambourine You can dance, you can jive, having the time of your life See that girl, watch that scene, dig in the dancing queen
******* "Happiness is not something ready made. It comes from your own actions. ~Dalai Lama
April 23, 2005, 05:08
Dianthus
quote:
Originally posted by Caterwauller: dancing . . .
Dancing Queen
...
Friday night and the lights are low Looking out for the place to go Where they play the right music, getting in the swing You come in to look for a king Anybody could be that guy Night is young and the music’s high With a bit of rock music, everything is fine You’re in the mood for a dance And when you get the chance...
You are the dancing queen, young and sweet, only seventeen Dancing queen, feel the beat from the tambourine You can dance, you can jive, having the time of your life See that girl, watch that scene, dig in the dancing queen
...
...
"Some days you gotta dance Live it up when you get the chance ’cause when the world doesn’t make no sense And you’re feeling just a little to tense Gotta loosen up those chains and dance"
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 hung around me through the week Seem to vanish like a gambler’s lucky streak When we’re out together dancing (swinging) cheek to cheek
******* "Happiness is not something ready made. It comes from your own actions. ~Dalai Lama
April 24, 2005, 15:27
Kalleh
dancing...dancing cheek to cheek
"Queen Of New Orleans" ~Jon Bon Jovi
She said: "Baby our love's just like your songs The beat ain't bad but the words are all wrong It's time to pack my bags, it's time to just move on" She sang: "Johnny, I'm gone, gone, gone" And she was gone, yeah
Me and Leigh met summer of '95 In a burgundy dress lookin' finer than a French wine A Cajun queen with another side She was a schoolboy's dream, I was out of my mind She was lookin' fine She said: "You wanna drive me home" But what I didn't know ......
Ooh, ooh, (shalala) I was dancing with the Queen of New Orleans Ooh, ooh, (shalala) dancing in the streets of New Orleans Ooh, ooh, (shalala) dancing cheek to cheek in New Orleans Ooh, ooh, (shalala) it was almost like a dream (almost like a dream)
April 24, 2005, 17:03
tinman
dancing cheek to cheek ... dream
Leaving on a Jet Plane written by John Denver about 1965, popularized by Peter, Paul, and Mary, 1969
All my bags are packed, I'm ready to go, I'm standing here, outside your door. I hate to wake you up to say goodbye. But the dawn is breakin', it's early morn', The taxi's waitin', he's blowin' his horn, Already I'm so lonesome I could die.
So kiss me and smile for me, Tell me that you'll wait for me. Hold me like you'll never let me go. 'Cos I'm leavin' on a jet plane, Don't know when I'll be back again. Oh, babe, I hate to go.
There's so many times I've let you down, So many times, I've played around, I tell you now, they don't mean a thing. Ev'ry place I go, I think of you; Ev'ry song I sing, I sing for you; When I come back, I'll bring your wedding ring.
So kiss me and smile for me, Tell me that you'll wait for me. Hold me like you'll never let me go. 'Cos I'm leavin' on a jet plane, Don't know when I'll be back again. Oh, babe, I hate to go.
Now the time has come to leave you, One more time let me kiss you. Then close your eyes, I'll be on my way. Dream about the days to come, When I won't have to leave alone. About the times I won't have to say:
Oh, kiss me and smile for me, Tell be that you'll wait for me. And hold me like you'll never let me go. 'Cos I'm leavin' on a jet plane, Don't know when I'll be back again. Oh, babe, I hate to go.
I'm leavin' on a jet plane, Don't know when I'll be back again. Oh, babe, I hate to go.
Tinman
April 24, 2005, 17:46
Caterwauller
dream . . . close your eyes
Mary Magdalene's song Jesus Christ Superstar
Try not to get worried, try not to turn on to Problems that upset you, oh. Don't you know Everything's alright, yes, everything's fine, And we want you to sleep well tonight. Let the world turn without you tonight. If we try, we'll get by, so forget all about us tonight.
Sleep and I shall soothe you, calm you, and anoint you... Myrrh for your hot forehead, oh. Then you'll feel Everything's alright, yes, everything's fine. And it's cool, and the ointment's sweet For the fire in your head and feet. Close your eyes, close your eyes And relax, think of nothing tonight.
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******* "Happiness is not something ready made. It comes from your own actions. ~Dalai Lama
May 01, 2005, 01:18
tinman
close your eyes ... oh
I know that's a pretty weak link, but I wanted to post this song because it ties in with our discussion of yawn.
I was in college when I first heard "Carl Sandburg sings his American Songbag." I later bought the album and used to sing some of the songs to my kids and pretty soon they sang along. I did this mostly on car trips when I had a captive audience. It also kept them from fighting. One song was a nonsense song ("highbrow folk song," according to Sandburg) called "The Horse Named Bill (or "She Sleeps in the Valley, by Request"). The last line of the fourth verse never failed to make them (and me) yawn. My favorite verse, though, is the last one.
quote:
THE HORSE NAMED BILL sung by Carl Sandburg text from Red Lewis of Sauk Center, Minnesota
Oh, I had a horse and his name was Bill. And when he ran he couldn't stand still. He ran away -- one day -- And also I ran with him.
He ran so fast he could not stop. He ran into a barber shop, And fell exhaustionized -- with his eyeteeth -- In the barber's left shoulder.
I had a gal and her name was Daisy And when she sang the cat went crazy With deliriums -- St. Vituses -- And all kinds of cataleptics.
One day she sang a song about A man who turned himself inside out And jumped -- into the river -- He was so very sleepy.
I'm going out in the woods next year And shoot for beer -- and not for deer -- I am -- I ain't -- I'm a great sharpshootress.
At shooting birds I am a beaut. There is no bird I cannot shoot In the the eye, in the ear, in the teeth, In the fin(g)ers.
Oh I went up in a balloon so big, The people on the earth they looked like a pig, Like a mice -- like a katydid --like flieses -- And like fleasens.
The balloon turned up with its bottom side higher. It fell on the wife of a country squire. She made a noise like a dog hound, like a steam whistle, And also like dynamite.
Oh what can you do in a case like that? Oh what can you do but stamp on your hat, And your toothbrush -- and everything -- That's helpless.
Try singing that and yawning at the same time!
Tinman
May 02, 2005, 18:50
Caterwauller
I have to get those songs! I've got some on reserve at the library now - thanks!
I don't know if we've had this song before or not, but I was in a laughing mood, soo . . .
written by Joe Hill in 1911 sung to the tune of "In the Sweet Bye and Bye" (p. 222 in The American Songbag by Carl Sandburg, 1927)
Long-haired preachers come out every night, Try to tell you what's wrong and what's right; But when asked how 'bout something to eat They will answer with voices so sweet:
Refrain:
You will eat, bye and bye, In that glorious land above the sky; Work and pray, live on hay, You'll get pie in the sky when you die.
The starvation army they play, They sing and they clap and they pray 'Till they get all your coin on the drum Then they'll tell you when you're on the bum:
Holy Rollers and jumpers come out, And they holler, they jump and they shout. "Give your money to Jesus," they say, "He will cure all diseases today."
If you fight hard for children and wife -- Try to get something good in this life -- You're a sinner and bad man, they tell, When you die you will sure go to hell.
Workingmen of all countries, unite, Side by side we for freedom will fight: When the world and its wealth we have gained, To the grafters we'll sing this refrain:
Last Refrain:
You will eat, bye and bye, When you've learned how to cook and to fry; Chop some wood, 'twill do you good, And you'll eat in the sweet bye and bye.
Tinman
May 03, 2005, 01:49
Dianthus
quote:
... If you fight hard for children and wife -- Try to get something good in this life -- You're a sinner and bad man, they tell, When you die you will sure go to hell.
Workingmen of all countries, unite, Side by side we for freedom will fight: When the world and its wealth we have gained, To the grafters we'll sing this refrain:
Last Refrain:
You will eat, bye and bye, When you've learned how to cook and to fry; Chop some wood, 'twill do you good, And you'll eat in the sweet bye and bye.
By the waters, the waters of Babylon We sat down and wept, and wept for thee Zion We remember, we remember, we remember thee Zion
Oh, sinner man, where you gonna run to Oh, sinner man, where you gonna run to Oh, sinner man, where you gonna run to All on that day
Run to the rock, rock was a meltin' Run to the sea, sea was a boilin' Run to the moon, moon was a bleedin' Run to the Lord, Lord won't you hide me? Lord said "Sinner man, you shoulda been a prayin'"
Oh, sinner man, where you gonna run to Oh, sinner man, where you gonna run to Oh, sinner man, where you gonna run to All on that day?
Rogers and Hammerstein, 1955 or 1956 from the musical Pipe Dream
The man I used to be, A happy man was he And aimless as a leaf in a gale. What ever has become of that light-hearted bum Who thought he had the world by the tail?
The man I used to be, His life was gay and free And aimless as a cloud in the sky, He thought he knew the game, Then along came a dame Who turned him into some other guy.
Sound like anyone you know?
Click on the link above to see the rest of the song.
Tinman
May 04, 2005, 11:31
shufitz
man / cloud(y) and sky
Are the stars out tonight? I don't know if it's cloudy or bright 'Cause I only have eyes for you, dear The moon may be high But I can't see a thing in the sky 'Cause I only have eyes for you.
My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun My hunger for her explains everything I've done To howl at the moon the whole night through And they really don't care if I do I'd go out of my mind, but for you
******* "Happiness is not something ready made. It comes from your own actions. ~Dalai Lama
May 05, 2005, 14:53
shufitz
quote:
Originally posted by Caterwauller: My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun
I digress from the theme, to insert a brief description of a very tedious man of the cloth.
My preacher's eyes I've never seen Though the light in them may shine; For when he prays, he closes his, And when he preaches, mine
Billy-Ray was a Preacher's son, And when his daddy would visit he'd come along, When they gathered round and started talking, That's when Billy would take me walking, Through the back yard we'd go walking, Then he'd look into my eyes, Lord knows to my suprise:
The only one who could ever reach me, Was the son of a preacher man, The only boy who could ever teach me, Was the son of a preacher man, Yes he was, he was, oh yes he was.
******* "Happiness is not something ready made. It comes from your own actions. ~Dalai Lama
May 08, 2005, 14:20
Dianthus
quote:
Originally posted by Kalleh: dream come true.....island
Island in the Sun
CHORUS Oh, island in the sun Willed to me by my father's hand All my days I will sing in praise Of your forest, waters, your shining sand
Harry Belefonte
Island in the Sun is one of my favourites . It takes me back to my childhood .
Love Letters in the Sand
On a day like today We passed the time away Writing love letters in the sand
How you laughed when I cried Each time I saw the tide Take our love letters from the sand
CHORUS You made a vow that you would ever be true But somehow that vow meant nothing to you
Now my broken heart aches With every wave that breaks Over love letters in the sand
Pat Boone
May 12, 2005, 17:14
Cat
sand ... my(tenuous, but I'm tired an have got this one in my head!)
Alcoholic kind of mood lose my clothes, lose my lube cruising for a piece of fun looking out for number one different partner every night so narcotic outta sight what a gas, what a beautiful ass.
And it all breaks down at the role reversal, got the muse in my head she's universal, spinnin' me round she's coming over me. And it all breaks down at the first rehearsal, got the muse in my head she's universal, spinnin' me round she's coming over me.
Kind of buzz that lasts for days had some help from insect ways comes across all shy and coy just another nancy boy. Woman man or modern monkey just another happy junkie fifty pounds, press my button going down.
And it all breaks down (...)
Nancy Boy - Placebo
May 12, 2005, 18:25
Caterwauller
my . . . goin down
Out in the Woods as sung by Kristin Vigard (written by Leon Russell)
Goin' down a hard road Don't know where I've been I'm walkin round in circles Can't even find a friend
My love is not waiting I've been gone too long People make me crazy and I can hardly sing my song
Hustlers stand around me I'm lost and all alone Can't tell the bad from the good I'm out in the woods I'm lost in the woods
Gamblers take my money Cuz it's useless to me When I'm lost inside this jungle Can't see the forest for the trees
My man come and get me Try me one more time Your sweet understanding Can fix this broken heart of mine
Vultures crowd around me Come and take me home Can't tell the bad from the good I'm out in the woods I'ma lost in the woods
mmmmmmmm I love the blues . . . .
******* "Happiness is not something ready made. It comes from your own actions. ~Dalai Lama
-Artist: Andy Williams -Instrumental version by Paul Mauriat was the # 12 song of the 1960-1969 rock -era and was # 1 for 5 weeks in 1968. -Vocals that same year were charted by All Martino (# 57) and Andy's wife, -Claudine Longet (# 71). --Music by Andre Popp. Lyrics by Pierre Cour. (French) Brian Blackburn (English)
Blue, blue, my world is blue Blue is my world now I'm without you Gray, gray, my life is gray Cold is my heart since you went away
Red, red, my eyes are red Crying for you alone in my bed Green, green, my jealous heart I doubted you and now we're apart
When we met how the bright sun shone Then love died, now the rainbow is gone
<brief instrumental interlude-chiefly harpsichord and flute>
Black, black, the nights I've known Longing for you so lost and alone
I lived in a basement apartment at the time and many evenings I could hear my landlord upstairs playing that song on the piano. Ah, sweet memories.
Tinman
June 06, 2005, 05:14
Dianthus
quote:
Blue, blue, my world is blue Blue is my world now I'm without you Gray, gray, my life is gray Cold is my heart since you went away
Blue Moon You saw me standing alone Without a dream in my heart Without a love of my own Blue Moon You know just what I was there for You heard me saying a prayer for Someone I really could care for And then there suddenly appeared before me The only one my arms will hold I heard somebody whisper please adore me And when I looked to the Moon it turned to gold Blue Moon Now I'm no longer alone Without a dream in my heart Without a love of my own And then there suddenly appeared before me The only one my arms will ever hold I heard somebody whisper please adore me And when I looked the Moon had turned to gold Blue moon Now I'm no longer alone Without a dream in my heart Without a love of my own Blue moon Now I'm no longer alone Without a dream in my heart Without a love of my own
quote:
I lived in a basement apartment at the time and many evenings I could hear my landlord upstairs playing that song on the piano. Ah, sweet memories.