By cenozoic at 04,Jan,26 08:46
I was a child |
I was a child |
Whiskey Bent And Hell Bound
Hank Williams, Jr. EXPLICIT I've got a good woman at home who thinks I do no wrong But sometimes, Lord, she just ain't always around And you know that's when I fall I can't help myself at all And I get whiskey bent and hell bound Play me some songs about a ramblin' man Put a cold one in my hand 'Cause you know I love to hear those guitar sounds Don't you play "I'm So Lonesome I Could Cry" 'Cause I'll get all balled up inside And I'll get whiskey bent and hell bound Sure enough about closin' time, 'bout stoned out of my mind And I end up with some honky-tonk special I found Just as sure as the morning sun comes Thinking of my sweet girl at home And I need to get whiskey bent and hell bound Play me the songs about a ramblin' man Put old Jim Beam in my hand 'Cause you know I still love to get drunk and hear country sounds But don't play "Your Cheatin' Heart" 'Cause that'll tear me all apart I get whiskey bent and hell bound Yeah, old Hank's songs always make me feel low down |
Snowin' on Raton
Townes Van Zandt When the wind don't blow in Amarillo And the moon along the Gunnison don't rise Shall I cast my dreams upon your love, babe And lie beneath the laughter of your yes? Snowin' on Raton Come mornin' I'll be through them hills and gone (and gone) Our mother thinks the road is long and lonely Little brother thinks the road is straight and fine Little darling thinks the road is soft and lovely And I'm thankful that old road's a friend of mine Snowin' on Raton Come mornin' I'll be through them hills and gone (and gone) I'll bid the years goodbye, you cannot still them You cannot turn the circles of the sun And you cannot count the miles until you feel them And you cannot hold a lover that has gone Snowin' on Raton Come mornin' I'll be through them hills and gone (and gone) Well, tomorrow the mountains will be sleeping Silent 'neath a blanket, green and blue All that I shall hear, the silence they are keeping And I'll bring all their promises to you Snowin' on Raton Come mornin' I'll be through them hills and gone (and gone) Snowin' on Raton Come mornin' I'll be through them hills and gone Come mornin' I'll be through them hills and gone |
Power and the Passion
Midnight Oil People, wasting away in paradise Going backward, once in a while Moving ahead, falling behind What do you believe, what do you believe What do you believe is true Nothing they say makes a difference this way Nothing they say will do You take all the trouble that you can afford At least you won't have time to be bored At least you won't have time to be bored Oh the power and the passion, oh the temper of the time Oh the power and the passion Sometimes you've got to take the hardest line Sunburnt faces around, with skin so brown Smiling zinc cream and crowds, Sundays the beach never a cloud Breathing eucalypt, pushing panel vans Stuff and munch junk food Laughing at the truth, cos Gough was tough til he hit the rough Uncle Sam and John were quite enough Too much of sunshine too much of sky It's just enough to make you want to cry It's just enough to make you want to cry Oh the power and the passion, oh the temper of the time Oh the power and the passion Sometimes you've got to take the hardest line I see buildings, clothing the sky, in paradise Sydney, nights are warm Daytime telly, blue rinse dawn Dad's so bad he lives in the pub, it's a underarms and football clubs Flat chat, Pine Gap, in every home a Big Mac And no one goes outback, that's that You take what you get and get what you please It's better to die on your feet than to live on your knees It's better to die on your feet than to live on your knees Oh the power and the passion, oh the temper of the time Oh the power and the passion Sometimes you've got to take the hardest line only registered users can see external links |
Ditto for yesterday |
STARS
West Is The Way Windy trail on a mountain morning Dusty shoes greet the day Country boy leavin the place he was born in To find a better way A man looks out and sees the city That he once called his own home Got to go and find a place where he can be alone (Chorus) West is the way North is the thunder East is what we're runnin from South is the sea where we'd go under West is the one A burnt-out farm, a worthless claim A wagon moves away Joins a train down on the plain Ramblin though the day They don't stop for no one Cause all they had is gone A long and never ending dream Keeps them goin on They don't stop for no one Cause all they had is gone A long and never ending dream Keeps them goin on Chorus Look out where the sun is setting Where hills roll like the sea People after new beginnings Searchin patiently Look out where the sun is setting Where hills roll like the sea People after new beginnings Searchin patiently only registered users can see external links |
Everyday
Buddy Holly Everyday, it's a-gettin' closer Goin' faster than a roller coaster Love like yours will surely come my way (A-hey, a-hey, hey) Everyday, it's a-gettin' faster Everyone said, "Go ahead and ask her" Love like yours will surely come my way (A-hey, a-hey, hey) Everyday seems a little longer Every way, love's a little stronger Come what may, do you ever long for True love from me? Everyday, it's a-gettin' closer Goin' faster than a roller coaster Love like yours will surely come my way (A-hey, a-hey, hey) Everyday seems a little longer Every way, love's a little stronger Come what may, do you ever long for True love from me? Everyday, it's a-gettin' closer Goin' faster than a roller coaster Love like yours will surely come my way (A-hey, a-hey, hey) Love like yours will surely come my way Written by: Norman Petty, Buddy Holly only registered users can see external links |
How Can A Poor Man Stand Such Times And Live?
Ry Cooder Well, the doctor comes around with his face all bright And he says, "In a little while you'll be alright" All he gives is a humbug pill Dose of dope and a great big bill Tell me, how can a poor man stand such times and live? Well, there once was a time when everything was cheap But now prices nearly put a man to sleep When we get our grocery bill We just feel like making our will Tell me, how can a poor man stand such times and live? Prohibition's good if it's conducted right There's no sense in shooting a man 'til he shows flight Officers kill without a cause Then they complain about the funny laws Tell me, how can a poor man stand such times and live? only registered users can see external links |
October Grey
The Screaming Jets It's been awhile And I still remember The smile you kept for me Lately I have missed you And It hits me in the mornin' when I'm cold I have nothing to say ... But I can't change a thing No, I can't change a thing And if I knew What I know And If I said what I meant When all the big dog's Get to grow their own Everybody gotta call some place home I have nothing to say ... Memories in October Grey I can't change a thing I can't change a thing I can't change anything I can't change a thing Whoa, wrapped in October Grey Now I have learnt Not to trust I have to watch everything I feel You'll never know And I'll never let you see What I've done, what's become of me I have no words to say Memories, memories of mother's day I can't change a thing I can't change a thing I just can't change anything I can't change a thing only registered users can see external links |
May you find relief soon |
I’ve never experienced that, it looks to be fun, and then it’s not. |
Bill Monroe
Is The Blue Moon Still Shining Is the blue moon still shinin' does it shine for you like it shines for me will the blue moon bring us back together or will it leave us with a sad memory Do we think of each other when the moon is blue do you need me as i need you will you ever come back and love me or tell me are we really through At night when the blue moon is shinin' i think of you and the plans we made but now you've gone and left me left me alone and so afraid * refrain Now i wonder is the blue moon still shinin' shinin' for you as it does for me are you too proud to come back or did you really want to be free |
Bob Dylan
A Hard Rain's A-Gonna Fall" Oh, where have you been, my blue-eyed son? And where have you been, my darling young one? I've stumbled on the side of twelve misty mountains I've walked and I've crawled on six crooked highways I've stepped in the middle of seven sad forests I've been out in front of a dozen dead oceans I've been ten thousand miles in the mouth of a graveyard And it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, and it's a hard It's a hard rain's a-gonna fall Oh, what did you see, my blue-eyed son? And what did you see, my darling young one? I saw a newborn baby with wild wolves all around it I saw a highway of diamonds with nobody on it I saw a black branch with blood that kept drippin' I saw a room full of men with their hammers a-bleedin' I saw a white ladder all covered with water I saw ten thousand talkers whose tongues were all broken I saw guns and sharp swords in the hands of young children And it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, and it's a hard It's a hard rain's a-gonna fall And what did you hear, my blue-eyed son? And what did you hear, my darling young one? I heard the sound of a thunder, that roared out a warnin' I heard the roar of a wave that could drown the whole world I heard one hundred drummers whose hands were a-blazin' I heard ten thousand whisperin' and nobody listenin' I heard one person starve, I heard many people laughin' Heard the song of a poet who died in the gutter Heard the sound of a clown who cried in the alley And it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard It's a hard rain's a-gonna fall Oh, what did you meet, my blue-eyed son? Who did you meet, my darling young one? I met a young child beside a dead pony I met a white man who walked a black dog I met a young woman whose body was burning I met a young girl, she gave me a rainbow I met one man who was wounded in love I met another man who was wounded in hatred And it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard It's a hard rain's a-gonna fall And what'll you do now, my blue-eyed son? And what'll you do now, my darling young one? I'm a-goin' back out 'fore the rain starts a-fallin' I'll walk to the depths of the deepest dark forest Where the people are many and their hands are all empty Where the pellets of poison are flooding their waters Where the home in the valley meets the damp dirty prison And the executioner's face is always well hidden Where hunger is ugly, where souls are forgotten Where black is the color, where none is the number And I'll tell and speak it and think it and breathe it And reflect from the mountain so all souls can see it And I'll stand on the ocean until I start sinkin' But I'll know my song well before I start singin' And it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, and it's a hard It's a hard rain's a-gonna fall |
Cool end note |
Please Don't Bury Me
John Prine Woke up this morning Put on my slippers Walked in the kitchen and died And oh what a feeling When my soul went thru the ceiling And on up into heaven I did ride When I got there they did say John, it happened this a'way You slipped upon the floor And hit your head And all the angels say Just before you passed away These were the very last words That you said Please don't bury me Down in the cold cold ground No, I'd druther have 'em cut me up And pass me all around Throw my brain in a hurricane And the blind can have my eyes And the deaf can take both of my ears If they don't mind the size Give my stomach to Milwaukee If they run out of beer Put my socks in a cedar box Just get 'em out of here Venus de Milo can have my arms Look out! I've got your nose Sell my heart to the junkman And give my love to Rose But please don't bury me Down in the cold cold ground I'd druther have 'em cut me up And pass me all around Throw my brain in a hurricane The blind can have my eyes And the deaf can take both of my ears If they don't mind the size Give my feet to the footloose Careless, fancy free Give my knees to the needy Don't pull that stuff on me Hand me down my walking cane It's a sin to tell a lie Send my mouth way down south And kiss my ass goodbye But please don't bury me Down in that cold cold ground No, I'd druther have 'em cut me up And pass me all around Throw my brain in a hurricane And the blind can have my eyes And the deaf can take both of my ears If they don't mind the size |
Old Time Country Halls
Slim Dusty As I pick up my guitar to sing another song I hear the walls of this old hall - you've done this thing too long You know you've been around for years, I guess you've shown us all I talk like this when I reminisce with an old time country hall I joined a tent show as a kid with a dream and an old guitar The Silvers All-Star Cavalcade and Dandy was the star He taught me lots about the game, today I understand He was a great magician, Dandy was a fine old man I'm a howlin' cattle-hand crooner I'm an old time dinosaur Hey, let me sing where the rafters ring In an old time country hall, that's right I've been on the road for thirty years but Dandy could double that And you'll find his faded poster still in some hall way out back I like to go back stage and dream sometimes and just recall The shows I've had, the good and bad, shared with these country halls Take the old Town Hall Kalgoorlie with it's old time charm and grace And your mounting million complexes never will replace All glass and steal and concrete, some large and some too small So let me sing where the rafters ring in an old time country hall, hey We showed last night in the school of arts and the town was real run-down You'll find so many towns like that today as you move around Yeah, the wind of change is blowin' up such an economic low The old time shows we used to know will soon be off the road I'm a howlin' cattle-hand crooner I'm an old time dinosaur Hey, let me sing where the rafters ring In an old time country hall In an old time country hall In an old time country hall |
Khe Sanh
Cold Chisel I left my heart to the sappers 'round Khe Sanh And my soul was sold with my cigarettes to the black-market man I had the Vietnam cold turkey from the ocean to the Silver City And it's only other vets could understand About the long-forgotten dockside guarantees How there were no V-day heroes in 1973 How we sailed into Sydney Harbour, I saw an old friend, but I couldn't kiss her She was lined, and I was home to the lucky land She was like so many more from that time on Their lives were all so empty, until they found their chosen one And their legs were often open, but their minds were always closed And their hearts were held in fast suburban chains And the legal pads were yellow, hours long, pay packets lean And the telex writers clattered where the gunships once had been Car parks make me jumpy, and I never stopped the dreams Or the growing need for speed and Novocaine So I worked across the country from end to end Tried to find a place to settle down where my mixed up life could mend I held a job on an oil-rig, flying choppers when I could But the nightlife nearly drove me 'round the bend And I've travelled 'round the world from year to year And each one found me aimless, one more year the worse for wear And I've been back to South East Asia and the answer sure ain't there But I'm drifting north to check things out again Yes, I am Well, the last plane out of Sydney's almost gone And only seven flying hours, and I'll be landing in Hong Kong And there ain't nothing like the kisses from a jaded Chinese princess I'm gonna hit some Hong Kong mattress all night long Well, the last plane out of Sydney's almost gone You know the last plane out of Sydney's almost gone And it's really got me worried, I'm goin' nowhere, and I'm in a hurry You know the last plane out of Sydney's almost gone Well, the last plane out of Sydney's almost gone You know the last plane out of Sydney's almost gone Lo, it's really got me worried, I'm goin' nowhere, and I'm in a hurry You know the last plane out of Sydney's almost gone |
Ready Teddy
Little Richard EXPLICIT Ready, set, go man go, I got a girl that I love so, I'm ready, ready, ready teddy, I'm ready, ready, ready teddy, I'm ready, ready, ready teddy, I'm ready, ready, ready to a rock'n'roll. Going to the corner, pick up my sweetie pie, She's my rock'n'roll baby, she's the apple of my eye, I'm ready, ... All the flat top cats and the dungaree dolls, Are headed for the gym to the sock hop ball, The joint is really jumpin', the cats are going wild, The music really sends me, I dig that crazy style, I'm ready, ... Gonna kick off my shoes, roll up my faded jeans, Grab my rock'n'roll baby, pour on the steam, I shuffle to the left, I shuffle to the right, Gonna rock'n'roll to the early, early night, I'm ready, ... |
Black Magic Woman
Santana Got a black magic woman Got a black magic woman I've got a black magic woman Got me so blind, I can't see That she's a black magic woman She's tryin' to make a devil out of me Don't turn your back on me, baby Don't turn your back on me, baby Yes, don't turn your back on me, baby Stop messin' 'round with your tricks Don't turn your back on me, baby You just might pick up my magic sticks Got your spell on me, baby You got your spell on me, baby Yes, you got your spell on me, baby Turning my heart into stone I need you so bad, magic woman I can't leave you alone Written by: Peter Alan Green only registered users can see external links |
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Part of the reasoning given was that algorithms are addictive.
Why not a blanket ban for all users. |
Lots of beaches have dedicated lifesavers and swim safe zones.
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Ft. Worth Blues
Steve Earle In Ft. Worth all the neon's burnin' bright Pretty lights Red and blue But they'd shut down all the honky tonks tonight And say a prayer or two If they only knew You used to say the highway was your home But we both know That ain't true It's just the only place a man can go When he don't know Where he's travelin' to But Colorado's always clean and healin' And Tennessee in Spring is green and cool It never really was your kind of town But you went around With the Ft. Worth Blues Somewhere up beyond the great divide Where the sky is wide And the clouds are few A man can see his way clear to the light Just hold on tight That's all you gotta do And they say Texas weather's always changin' And one thing change'll bring is somethin' new And Houston really ain't that bad a town So you hang around With the Ft. Worth Blues There's a full moon over Galway Bay tonight Silver light Over green and blue And every place I travel through, I find Some kinda sign That you've been through But Amsterdam was always good for grieving And London never fails to leave me blue Paris never was my kinda town So I walked around With the Ft. Worth Blues only registered users can see external links |
For What It's Worth
Buffalo Springfield There's something happening here But what it is ain't exactly clear There's a man with a gun over there Telling me I got to beware I think it's time we stop Children, what's that sound? Everybody look, what's going down? There's battle lines being drawn Nobody's right if everybody's wrong Young people speaking their minds Getting so much resistance from behind It's time we stop Hey, what's that sound? Everybody look, what's going down? What a field day for the heat (Ooh ooh ooh) A thousand people in the street (Ooh ooh ooh) Singing songs and they carrying signs (Ooh ooh ooh) Mostly say, "Hooray for our side" (Ooh ooh ooh) It's time we stop Hey, what's that sound? Everybody look, what's going down? Paranoia strikes deep Into your life it will creep It starts when you're always afraid Step out of line, the men come and take you away We better stop Hey, what's that sound? Everybody look, what's going down? You better stop Hey, what's that sound? Everybody look, what's going down? You better stop Now, what's that sound? Everybody look, what's going down? You better stop Children, what's that sound? Everybody look, what's going down? |
Leaving on a Jet Plane
John Denver All my bags are packed I'm ready to go I'm standin' 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 'Cause I'm leavin' on a jet plane Don't know when I'll be back again Oh baby, 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 Every place I go, I'll think of you Every song I sing, I'll 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 'Cause 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 Kiss me and smile for me Tell me that you'll wait for me Hold me like you'll never let me go 'Cause I'm leavin' on a jet plane Don't know when I'll be back again Oh baby, I hate to go 'Cause I'm leavin' on a jet plane Don't know when I'll be back again Oh baby, I hate to go Written by: John Denver only registered users can see external links |
Fall Of Rome
James Reyne I want no part of this despair I want no ugly mornings I want no opiated fear I want no clouded callings All alone Alone Every morning when I wake from my bed I find I'm yawnin' and just scratchin' my head I face the dawnin', I feel like I'm dead Baby, I've been sleeping all alone Well, every daybreak as I wake from my sleep I find I'm achin' as I drag from the deep If I were a Mustang, I'd be a junk-yard heap Mirror don't lie, mirror don't lie, talk about a rollin' stone And everybody said, "What's that sound?" Put it in a skillet and slap it all around And everybody said, "I can't stay home" Still thinking 'bout the fall of Rome Still thinking 'bout the fall of Rome Well, all these dragons are just draggin' me down I've been pickin' things up from the underground Like a trackless tram, I'm Bondi bound Sittin' in the depot all alone No purity, no clear white walls A big stampede when the Warragul calls Times a-menacing just gnashes and mauls Where'm I gonna buy it, where'm I gonna buy it Gotta give a dog a bone And everybody said, "What's that sound?" Put it in a skillet and slap it all around And everybody said, "I can't stay home" Still thinking 'bout the fall of Rome Still thinking 'bout the fall of Rome I've been thinking 'bout the fall of Rome Well, I've been livin' a categorical lie Each last thrill the penultimate high Just one more hit before I can die Yellow teeth are snappin' all around Well, every day of the week as I wake from my bed I find I'm yawning just a scratchin' my head If I were a Mustang, I think it's gone to my head Mirror don't lie, mirror don't lie, talk about a rolling stone And everybody said, "What's that sound?" Put it in a skillet and slap it all around And everybody said, "I can't stay home" Still thinking 'bout the fall of Rome And everybody said, "What's that sound?" Put it in a skillet and slap it all around And everybody said, "I can't stay home" Still thinking 'bout the fall of Rome Still thinking 'bout the fall of Rome Still thinking 'bout the fall of Rome Still thinking 'bout the fall of Rome I've been thinking 'bout the fall of Rome Fall of Rome, yeah, oh, oh Written by: James Michael Reyne only registered users can see external links |
I Fall to Pieces
Patsy Cline I fall to pieces Each time I see you again I fall to pieces How can I be just your friend? You want me to act like we've never kissed You want me to forget (to forget) Pretend we never met (never met) And I've tried and I've tried But I haven't yet You walk by and I fall to pieces I fall to pieces Each time someone speaks your name I fall to pieces Time only adds to the flame You tell me to find someone else to love Someone who'll love me too (love me too) The way you used to do (used to do) But each time I go out with someone new You walk by and I fall to pieces. You walk by and I fall to pieces... only registered users can see external links |
Haven’t heard that one for ages, good song. |
Zombie
The Cranberries Another head hangs lowly Child is slowly taken And the violence caused such silence Who are we mistaken? But you see, it's not me, it's not my family In your head, in your head, they are fighting With their tanks and their bombs, and their bombs, and their guns In your head, in your head, they are crying In your head, in your head Zombie, zombie, zombie What's in your head? In your head? Zombie, zombie, zombie, oh Do, do, do-do, do Do, do, do-do, do Do, do, do-do, do Do, do, do-do, do Another mother's breaking Heart is taking over When the violence causes silence We must be mistaken It's the same old theme since 1916 In your head, in your head, they're still fighting With their tanks and their bombs, and their bombs, and their guns In your head, in your head, they are dying In your head, in your head Zombie, zombie, zombie What's in your head? In your head? Zombie, zombie, zombie Oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, eh-ah, ya-ya-ow Written by: Dolores Mary O'riordan only registered users can see external links |
Great choice , fantastic song |
The Universal Soldier
Buffy Sainte-Marie He's five feet two and he's six feet four He fights with missiles and with spears He's all of 31 and he's only 17 He's been a soldier for a thousand years He's a Catholic, a Hindu, an atheist, a Jain, a Buddhist and a Baptist and a Jew and he knows he shouldn't kill and he knows he always will kill you for me my friend and me for you And he's fighting for Canada, he's fighting for France, he's fighting for the USA, and he's fighting for the Russians and he's fighting for Japan, and he thinks we'll put an end to war this way And he's fighting for Democracy and fighting for the Reds He says it's for the peace of all He's the one who must decide who's to live and who's to die and he never sees the writing on the walls But without him how would Hitler have condemned him at Dachau Without him Caesar would have stood alone He's the one who gives his body as a weapon to a war and without him all this killing can't go on He's the universal soldier and he really is to blame His orders come from far away no more They come from him, and you, and me and brothers can't you see this is not the way we put an end to war. Written by: Buffy Sainte Marie Album: Vanguard Folk Sampler Released: 1996 only registered users can see external links |
Brother, Can You Spare A Dime?"
They used to tell me I was building a dream And so I followed the mob When there was earth to plow or guns to bear I was always there, right on the job They used to tell me I was building a dream With peace and glory ahead Why should I be standing in line Just waiting for bread? Once I built a railroad, I made it run Made it race against time Once I built a railroad, now it's done Brother, can you spare a dime? Once I built a tower up to the sun Brick and rivet and lime Once I built a tower, now it's done Brother, can you spare a dime? Once in khaki suits, gee, we looked swell Full of that Yankee Doodly Dum Half a million boots went slogging through Hell And I was the kid with the drum Say, don't you remember? They called me 'Al' It was 'Al' all the time Why don't you remember? I'm your pal Say buddy, can you spare a dime? Once in khaki suits, ah, gee, we looked swell Full of that Yankee Doodly Dum Half a million boots went slogging through Hell And I was the kid with the drum Oh, say, don't you remember? They called me 'Al' It was 'Al' all the time Say, don't you remember? I'm your pal Buddy, can you spare a dime? only registered users can see external links |
Move Along Train
Levon Helm You've got to move along train (You've got a heavy load) You've got to move along train (You've got a heavy load) You've got to move along train (You've got a heavy load) You know that my Lord's coming and-a He won't be long. He's gonna save me and carry me home. The Gospel train is coming You know it's coming around the curve And I can hear the whistle blowing You know she's straining every nerve You've got to move along train (You've got a heavy load) You've got to move along train (You've got a heavy load) You've got to move along train (You've got a heavy load) A-a-a my Lord's coming and-a He won't be long. He's gonna save me and carry me home. You better tell that barroom laday She better get her business right Because the Gospel train is coming You know it may be here tonight You've got to move along train (You've got a heavy load) You've got to move along train (You've got a heavy load) You've got to move along train (You've got a heavy load) You know that my Lord's coming and-a He won't be long. He's gonna save me and carry me home. He's gonna save me and carry me home. He's gonna save me and carry me home. only registered users can see external links |
Cracking song |
Long As I Can See the Light
Creedence Clearwater Revival Put a candle in the window 'Cause I feel I've got to move Though I'm going, going I'll be coming home soon Long as I can see the light Pack my bag and let's get moving 'Cause I'm bound to drift a while Though I'm gone, gone You don't have to worry, no Long as I can see the light Guess I've got that old traveling bone 'Cause this feeling won't leave me alone But I won't, won't Be losing my way, no, no Long as I can see the light Yeah Yeah Yeah Oh, yeah Put a candle in the window 'Cause I feel I've got to move Though I'm going, going I'll be coming home soon Long as I can see the light Long as I can see the light Long as I can see the light Long as I can see the light Long as I can see the light only registered users can see external links |
We don’t get to see the staircase. Is the deep inner of the building, beautiful ? |
Would you use the stairs ? |
Crying
Roy Orbison I was alright for a while I could smile for a while But I saw you last night You held my hand so tight As you stopped to say hello Oh, you wished me well You couldn't tell that I've been Crying over you Crying over you Then you said so long Left me standing all alone Alone and crying Crying, crying, crying It's hard to understand But the touch of your hand Can start me crying I thought that I was over you But it's true, so true I love you even more than I did before But darling, what can I do? For you don't love me And I'll always be Crying over you Crying over you Yes, now you're gone And from this moment on I'll be crying Crying, crying, crying Yeah, I'm crying Crying over you only registered users can see external links |
Townes Van Zandt
Mr. Mudd & Mr. Gold" The wicked king of clubs awoke It was to his queen turned His lips were laughing as they spoke His eyes like bullets burned The sun's upon a **** day His queen smiled low and blissfully Let's make some wretched fool to play Plain it was she did agree He send his deuce down into diamond His four to hart, and his trey to spade Three kings with their legions come Preparations soon where made They voted club the days commander Gave him an army face and number All but the outlaw jack of diamonds And the aces in the sky He give his sevens first instructions Spirit me a game of stud Stakes unscarred by limitation 'tween a man named Gold and man named Mudd Club filled Gold with greedy vapors 'til his long, green eyes did glow Mudd was left with the sighs and trembles Watching his hard earned money go Flushes fell on gold like water Tens they paired and paired again But the aces only flew through heaven And the diamond jack called no man friend The diamond queen saw Mudd's ordeal Began to think of her long lost son Fell to her knees with a mother's mercy Prayed to the angels every one The diamond queen, she prayed and prayed And the diamond angel filled Mudd's hole The wicked king of clubs himself Fell in face down in front of Gold Now three kings come to clubs command But the angels from the sky did ride Three kings up on the streets of gold Three fireballs on the muddy side The club queen heard her husband's call But lord that queen of diamond's joy When the outlaw in the heavenly hall Turned out to be a wandering boy Now Mudd he checked and Gold bet all And Mudd he raised and Gold did call And the smile just melted off his face When Mudd turned over that diamond ace Now here's what this story's told If you feel like mud you'll end up gold If you feel like lost, you'll end up found So amigo, lay them raises down |
"Home And Broken Hearted"
Cold Chisel Hiked up to Sydney in the week before Christmas It was thirty-eight degrees in the shade Bought a second-hand Morris for a cheap two-twenty And drove it down to Adelaide She boiled for an hour twenty miles out of Euston I thought the heat would never end But I knew I'd be home for Christmas with my Sandy And a few extra dollars to spend I drove it to the buyer just as fast as I could go I was talking to his teenage son I sure hope it lasted for the poor little bastard At least until he'd had some fun I caught a taxi homeward with great anticipation Thinkin' all you have to do is try There was a note propped up against the dressing table mirror "Dear Jimmy, it's over, goodbye!" Home and broken hearted I've been pasted to the telephone Boxing Day break was wasted sitting home on my own The beer we bought for Christmas ran dry this afternoon And on the radio it's New Year's Eve What a low down time of the year to pack your luggage and leave Went to a party, tried to drink myself happy The steaks were washed away in the rain Finished up in bed with an old acquaintance She'll never be my friend again And everyone was asking me where's the little woman Rolled home before the rain could stop I've been sitting for days reading pre-Christmas papers With my heels on the table-top only registered users can see external links |
I cannot be exact with age, but around this time I had compared dicks with three friends ( theirs were bigger) but there was no touching.
An uncle stayed at our house for a night, he was to sleep on our new fold out lounge and my parents allowed me to sleep there too. During the night I woke to find my hand being held by his and he guided it onto his rock hard cock and used me to stroke him. About 10 year old. --------------------------------------- added after 4 minutes My next feeling wasn’t until 10 years later , and it didn’t feel as hard . But I did feel him cum . |
Why Don't We Do This More Often
Doris Day Why don't we do this more often Just what we're doin' tonight Gee, but it's great to get together again Why does it only happen now and then We oughta do this more often Don't you agree that I'm right We make each other laugh We make each other sing And you can never ever over-do a good thing So why don't we do this more often Just what we're doin' tonight Why don't we do this more often Just what we're doin' tonight Oh gee, but it's great to get together again Why does it only happen now and then We oughta do it more often Don't you agree that I'm right We make each other laugh We make each other sing And you can never ever over-do a good thing Why don't we do it more often Just what we're doin' tonight only registered users can see external links |
Down To The River To Pray"
Traditional As I went down in the river to pray Studying about that good ol' way And who shall wear the starry crown? Good Lord, show me the way O, sisters, let's go down Let's go down, come on down O, sisters, let's go down Down in the river to pray As I went down in the river to pray Studying about that good ol' way And who shall wear the robe and crown? Good Lord, show me the way O, brothers, let's go down Let's go down, come on down Come on, brothers, let's go down Down in the river to pray As I went down in the river to pray Studying about that good ol' way And who shall wear the starry crown? Good Lord, show me the way O, fathers, let's go down Let's go down, come on down O fathers, let's go down Down in the river to pray As I went down in the river to pray Studying about that good ol' way And who shall wear the robe and crown? Good Lord, show me the way O, mothers, let's go down Come on down, don't you wanna go down? Come on, mothers, let's go down Down in the river to pray As I went down in the river to pray Studying about that good ol' way And who shall wear the starry crown? Good Lord, show me the way O, sinners, let's go down Let's go down, come on down O, sinners, let's go down Down in the river to pray As I went down in the river to pray Studying about that good ol' way And who shall wear the robe and crown? Good Lord, show me the way |
Bury Me Beneath The Willow
Traditional Oh, bury me beneath the willow Under the weeping willow tree So she will know where I am sleeping And perhaps she’ll weep for me My heart is sad I am lonely For the only one I love When shall I see her oh no never ‘Til we meet in heaven above She told me that she dearly loved me How could I believe it untrue Until the angels softly whispered She will prove untrue to you Tomorrow was to be our wedding God oh God where can she be She’s out a courting with another And no longer cares for me |
Roll Another Number
Neil Young It's too dark to put the keys in my ignition, And the mornin' sun is yet to climb my hood ornament. But before too long I might see those flashing red lights Look out, mama, 'cause I'm comin' home tonight. Think I'll roll another number for the road, I feel able to get under any load. Though my feet aren't on the ground, I been standin' on the sound Of some open-hearted people goin' down. I'm not goin' back to woodstock for a while, Though I long to hear that lonesome hippie smile. I'm a million miles away from that helicopter day No, I don't believe I'll be goin' back that way. Think I'll roll another number for the road, I feel able to get under any load. Though my feet aren't on the ground, I been standin' on the sound Of some open-hearted people goin' down. only registered users can see external links |
Over the Rainbow
Judy Garland Somewhere over the rainbow Way up high There's a land that I heard of Once in a lullaby Somewhere over the rainbow Skies are blue And the dreams that you dare to dream Really do come true Someday I'll wish upon a star And wake up WHERE the clouds are far behind me Where troubles melt like lemon drops Away above the chimney tops That's where you'll find me Somewhere over the rainbow Bluebirds fly Birds fly over the rainbow Why then, oh, why can't I? Somewhere over the rainbow Bluebirds fly Birds fly over the rainbow Why then, oh, why can't I? If happy little bluebirds fly Beyond the rainbow Why, oh why can't I? only registered users can see external links |
Stayin' Alive
Bee Gees Well, you can tell by the way I use my walk I'm a woman's man, no time to talk Music loud and women warm I've been kicked around since I was born And now it's all right, that's okay You may look the other way We can try to understand The New York Times' effect on man Whether you're a brother or whether you're a mother You're stayin' alive, stayin' alive Feel the city breakin' and everybody shakin' And you're stayin' alive, stayin' alive Ah, ah, ah, ah, stayin' alive, stayin' alive Ah, ah, ah, ah, stayin' alive Oh, when you walk Well, now I get low and I get high And when I can't get either, I really try Got the wings of heaven on my shoes I'm a dancin' man and I just can't lose You know, it's all right, it's okay I'll live to see another day We can try to understand The New York Times' effect on man Whether you're a brother or whether you're a mother You're stayin' alive, stayin' alive Feel the city breakin' and everybody shakin' And you're stayin' alive, stayin' alive Ah, ah, ah, ah, stayin' alive, stayin' alive Ah, ah, ah, ah, stayin' alive Life goin' nowhere, somebody help me Somebody help me, yeah Life goin' nowhere Somebody help me, yeah Stayin' alive Well, you can tell by the way I use my walk I'm a woman's man, no time to talk Music loud and women warm I've been kicked around since I was born And now it's all right, it's okay You may look the other way We can try to understand The New York Times' effect on man Whether you're a brother or whether you're a mother You're stayin' alive, stayin' alive Feel the city breakin' and everybody shakin' And you're stayin' alive, stayin' alive Ah, ah, ah, ah, stayin' alive, stayin' alive Ah, ah, ah, ah, stayin' alive Life goin' nowhere, somebody help me Somebody help me, yeah Life goin' nowhere Somebody help me, yeah I'm stayin' alive Life goin' nowhere, somebody help me Somebody help me, yeah Life goin' nowhere Somebody help me, yeah I'm stayin' alive Life goin' nowhere, somebody help me Somebody help me, yeah Life goin' nowhere Somebody help me, yeah I'm stayin' alive Life goin' nowhere, somebody help me Somebody help me, yeah Life goin' nowhere Somebody help me, yeah I'm stayin' alive |
Stop! In The Name Of Love
The Supremes Stop! In the name of love Before you break my heart Baby, baby I'm aware of where you go Each time you leave my door I watch you walk down the street Knowing your other love you'll meet But this time before you run to her Leaving me alone and hurt (Think it over) After I've been good to you (Think it over) After I've been sweet to you Stop! In the name of love Before you break my heart Stop! In the name of love Before you break my heart Think it over Think it over I've known of your Your secluded nights I've even seen her Maybe once or twice But is her sweet expression Worth more than my love and affection? But this time before you leave my arms And rush off to her charms (Think it over) Haven't I been good to you? (Think it over) Haven't I been sweet to you? Stop! In the name of love Before you break my heart Stop! In the name of love Before you break my heart Think it over Think it over I've tried so hard, hard to be patient Hoping you'll stop this infatuation But each time you are together I'm so afraid I'll be losing you forever Stop! In the name of love Before you break my heart, baby, think it over (Stop! In the name of love) Think it over, baby (Before you break my heart) Ooh, think it over baby only registered users can see external links |
Wrinkles
John Williamson Well old Bob hasn't got much but he values his boots He values the time he spends growin' flowers He still loves his babies that grew to be men He recalls all the days 'n' nights and the hours When he and his woman worked on the land In the HEAT and the dry, in the cold and the wet He still picks her a rose and his old heart still races She's still the most beautiful girl that he's met And you ask is he happy... and you ask is he happy...? He's got wrinkles from smiling, he feels lucky and free And he knows what it means to live here in the sunshine He's got wrinkles... He walks with Amelia down to the store With a little cane basket for the bread and the daily Sun Still hand in hand like babes in the meadows And young faces turn Love is so beautiful, it can be so deep And a man is a king when he has his own princess Bob wears no crown, no long flowing robe But there in his mind he still rides on his black stallion Then a cold winter came, and Bob was alone His beautiful princess had flown with the angels He faded so quickly, the man became old And the wandering dew soon covered the roses First just a cane, then a strong stick for walking Then just a chair with a grey old man dying All that he lived for was always beside him So Bob left in peace, to join his lady And you ask is he happy... and you ask is he happy...? He had wrinkles from smiling He felt lucky and free And he knew what it meant to live here in the sunshine He had wrinkles... only registered users can see external links |
Blind Boy Fuller Step It Up And Go
Had a little girl : she was little and low Used to love me : but she don't no more Got a little girl : she stays upstairs Try to make a living : by putting on airs Front door shut : back one too Blinds pulled down : what you going to do Now I got a little gal : whose name was ball Give her a little bit : and she took it all Me and my baby : walking down the street Dealing everybody : but the chief of police See my woman : tell her to hurry home Ain't had no loving : since she been gone I'll sing this verse : ain't going to sing no more Hear my gal call me : and I got to go only registered users can see external links |