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A highway patrolman pulled alongside a speeding car on the
freeway. Glancing at the driver, he was astounded to see a
blonde behind the wheel knitting. Realizing that she was
oblivious to his flashing lights and siren, the trooper
cranked down his window, turned on his bullhorn, and yelled,
"PULLOVER!"

"NO," the blonde yelled back, "IT'S A SCARF!"

Well, we know that our Bob has finished his bio's when we are given the green light to go ahead without fear of reprisal. Great, hawkman. Thanks for the info as well as the smile:

I love this limerick about Henry Ward Beecher:

There once was an imminent preacher,
Who said to a hen, "My dear creature."
The hen, just for that,
Laid an egg in his hat,
And thus did the hen reward Beecher.

In looking at our Try's song by the Everly Bros. I unexpectedly came across this interesting picture We know all about Elvis impersonators but...

Guess who, folks?

Not even one guess, folks?

Well, they are impersonating The Beatles, Buddy Holly, and The Everly brothers in a place called Yesteryear in Athens, Georgia. (sorry, Try. )

This is the very first song that I heard by Boy George:

Artist: Culture Club Lyrics
Song: Karma Chameleon Lyrics

Desert loving in your eyes all the way.
If I listen to your lies would you say
I'm a man without conviction,
I'm a man who doesn't know
how to sell a contradiction.
You come and go, you come and go.

Karma karma karma karma karma chameleon,
you come and go, you come and go.
Loving would be easy if your colours were like my dream,
red gold and green, red gold and green.

Don't hear your wicked words every day
and you used to be so sweet, I heard you say
that my love was an addiction.
When we cling our love is strong.
When you go you're gone forever.
You string along, you string along.

Karma karma karma karma karma chameleon,
you come and go, you come and go.
Loving would be easy if your colours were like my dream,
red gold and green, red gold and green.

Every day is like survival,
you're my lover, not my rival.
Every day is like survival,
you're my lover, not my rival.

I'm a man without conviction,
I'm a man who doesn't know
how to sell a contradiction.
You come and go, you come and go.

Karma karma karma karma karma chameleon,
you come and go, you come and go.
Loving would be easy if your colours were like my dream,
red gold and green, red gold and green.

Karma karma karma karma karma chameleon,
you come and go, you come and go.
Loving would be easy if your colours were like my dream,
red gold and green, red gold and green.

Karma karma karma karma karma chameleon,
you come and go, you come and go.
Loving would be easy if your colours were like my dream,
red gold and green, red gold and green. (fade)

Did ya ever take a trip babe down on the Mobile line?
Did ya ever have bullfrogs, bullfrogs, bullfrogs,
bullfrogs on your mind?
Hey, lordy mama, mama down on the mobile line.
Hey, lordy papa, papa bullfrogs on your mind.
did you ever have tadpoles swimming up and down your spine,
Hey, lordy mama, mama tadpoles swimming up and down your spine
Hey, lordy papa, papa tadpoles swimming up and dow your spine
Did ya ever take a trip babe down on the mobile line?

Hmmm. Well, I just had to log in again, dys.

Oh, yes, cowboy. I've done all those things, but e.e.cummings says.....

somewhere i have never travelled,gladly beyond
by E. E. Cummings


somewhere i have never travelled,gladly beyond
any experience,your eyes have their silence:
in your most frail gesture are things which enclose me,
or which i cannot touch because they are too near

your slightest look will easily unclose me
though i have closed myself as fingers,
you open always petal by petal myself as Spring opens
(touching skilfully,mysteriously)her first rose

or if your wish be to close me, i and
my life will shut very beautifully ,suddenly,
as when the heart of this flower imagines
the snow carefully everywhere descending;
nothing which we are to perceive in this world equals
the power of your intense fragility:whose texture
compels me with the color of its countries,
rendering death and forever with each breathing

(i do not know what it is about you that closes
and opens;only something in me understands
the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses)
nobody,not even the rain,has such small hands

Damn, I love that man

Byrds Lyrics
Roll In My Sweet Baby's Arms

I ain't gonna work on the railroad
Ain't gonna work on the farm
Lay round the shack
Till the mail train comes back

And roll in my sweet baby's arms
Roll in my sweet baby's arms
Roll in my sweet baby's arms
Lay round the shack
Till the mail train comes back
And roll in my sweet baby's arms

Now where were you last Friday night
While I was lyin' in jail
Walking the streets with another man
Wouldn't even go my bail

Roll in my sweet baby's arms
Roll in my sweet baby's arms
Lay round the shack
Till the mail train comes back
And roll in my sweet baby's arms

harmonica/banjo breaks

I know your parents don't like me
They turn me away from your door
Had my life to live over
Wouldn't go there any more

Roll in my sweet baby's arms
Roll in my sweet baby's arms
Lay round the shack
Till the mail train comes back
And roll in my sweet baby's arms


Roll in my sweet baby's arms

Roll in my sweet baby's arms

Lay round the shack

Till the mail train comes back

And roll in my sweet baby's arms

Celine Dion
"A New Day Has Come" Lyrics

A new day oh.. oh..
A new day oh.. oh..
I was waiting for so long
For a miracle to come
Everyone told me to be strong
Hold on and don't shed a tear
Through the darkness and good times
I knew I'd make it through
And the world thought I had it all
But I was waiting for you
Hush, now
I see a light in the sky
Oh, it's almost blinding me
I can't believe
I've been touched by an angel with love
Let the rain come down and wash away my tears
Let it fill my soul and drown my fears
Let it shatter the wall for a new sun
A new day has come
A new day has.. come
Where it was dark, now there's light
Where there was pain, now there's joy
Where there was weakness, I found my strength
All in the eyes of a boy
Hush, now
I see a light in the sky
Oh, it's almost blinding me
I can't believe
I've been touched by an angel with love
Let the rain come down and wash away my tears
Let it fill my soul and drown my fears
Let it shatter the wall for a new sun
A new day has come
A new day has.. come
Let the rain come down and wash away my tears
Let it fill my soul and drown my fears
Let it shatter the walls for a new sun
A new day has come
A new day has...
Ohhh
Hush, now
I see a light in your eyes
All in the eyes of a boy
I can't believe
I've been touched by an angel with love
Hush, now
(Ahh.. ahh..
A new day
Ahh.. ahh..)
Hush, now
(Ahh.. ahh..
A new day
Ahh.. ahh)

My word, Try. I thought that song was by Boxcar Willie.

Love it, however. So many of the songs we play are like the loves of yesterday. There are two yesterday songs that I like, one is by the Beatles, and the other is....



Yesterday Once More

Richard Carpenter/John Bettis
When I was young I'd listen to the radio
Waitin' for my fav'rite songs
When they played I'd sing along
It made me smile
Those were such happy times and not so long ago
How I wondered where they'd gone
But they're back again
Just like a long lost friend
All the songs I love so well

Ev'ry sha-la-la-la ev'ry wo-ho-wo-ho still shines
Ev'ry shing-a-ling-a-ling
That they're startin' to sing so fine
When they get to the part
Where he's breaking her heart
It can really make me cry just like before
It's yesterday once more

Lookin' back on how it was in years gone by
And the good times that I had
Makes today seem rather sad so much has changed
It was songs of love that I would sing to them
And I'd memorize each word
Those old melodies
Still sound so good to me
As they melt the years away

Ev'ry sha-la-la-la ev'ry wo-ho-wo-ho still shines
Ev'ry shing-a-ling-a-ling
That they're startin' to sing so fine
All my best memories
Come back clearly to me
Some can even make me cry just like before
It's yesterday once more

Ev'ry sha-la-la-la ev'ry wo-ho-wo-ho still shines
Ev'ry shing-a-ling-a-ling
That they're startin' to sing so fine

Ev'ry sha-la-la-la ev'ry wo-ho-wo-ho still shines
Ev'ry shing-a-ling-a-ling
That they're startin' to sing so fine

Well, there's our dear flutterby. <smile> Lovely song, that. Ever wonder what it would be like to be touched by an angel from down under?

Well, the eyes may have it, listeners:



Angel Eyes
~ The Jeff Healey Band
written by J. Hiatt and F. Koller

Girl, you're looking fine tonight,
and every guy has got you in his sights
What you're doing with a clown like me,
is surely one of life's little mysteries

So tonight I'll ask the stars above,
"How did I ever win your love?"
What did I do?
What did I say,
to turn your angel eyes my way?

Well, I'm the guy who never learned to dance,
never even got one second glance
Across a crowded room was close enough,
I could look but I could never touch

So tonight I'll ask the stars above,
"How did I ever win your love?"
What did I do?
What did I say,
to turn your angel eyes my way?

Don't anyone wake me,
if it's just a dream
'Cause she's the best thing,
that's ever happened to me

All you fellows, you can look all you like,
but this girl, you see, she's leavin' here with me tonight

There's just one more thing that I have to know,
if this is love why does it scare me so?
It must be something only you can see,
'cause girl I feel it when you look at me

So tonight I'll ask the stars above,
"How did I ever win your love?"
What did I do?
What did I say,
to turn your angel eyes my way?

A Whistling Tune
Elvis Lyrics

Did you ever notice when the sun goes down
Out of nowhere comes a strange and pretty sound
It's a whistling tune for walking in the night
If you listen you can hear it in the breeze
Specially when the breeze is drifting through the trees

It's a whistling tune for walking in the night
And the murmuring waters sing the song
The echoing mountains hum along
The whispering valleys fill the air


With a whistling tune our hearts can share
It's so wonderful to walk beneath the moon
Listening to old mother nature's favorite tune
It's a whistling tune for walking in the night

Ah, Try. That was lovely. There are many Elvis songs that I have never heard, but that one touches the imagination. I was thinking tonight of the beach and the wind and the softness of summer moonlight.

Something, however, made me think of this:

An only child alone and wild
A cabinet maker's son
His hands were meant for different work
And his heart was known to none
He left his home and went his lone and solitary way
And he gave to me a gift
I know I never can repay

A quiet man of music
Denied a simpler fate
He tried to be a soldier once
But his music wouldn't wait
He earned his love thru' discipline
A thundering velvet hand
His gentle means of sculpting souls
Took me years to understand

The leader of the band
Is tired and his eyes are growing old
But his blood runs thru' my instrument
And his song is in my soul
My life has been a poor attempt to imitate the man
I'm just a living legacy
To the leader of the band

My brother's lives were different
For they heard another call
One went to Chicago and the other to St. Paul
And I'm in Colorado
When I'm not in some hotel
Living out this life I've chose
And come to know so well

I thank you for the music
And your stories of the road
I thank you for the freedom
When it came my time to go
I thank you for the kindness
And the times when you got tough
And papa I don't think I said
"I love you" near enough

The leader of the band
Is tired and his eyes are growing old
But his blood runs thru' my instrument
And his song is in my soul
My life has been a poor attempt to imitate the man
I'm just a living legacy
To the leader of the band
I am the living legacy
To the leader of the band

Speaking of eggs, Letty. I'm just off to bed now, but if you wouldn't mind making me breakfast in about six hours................


HOW DO YOU LIKE YOUR EGGS IN THE MORNING. (Dean Martin)

(with Helen O'Connell)


(H) How do you like your eggs in the morning?
(D) I like mine with a kiss
(H) Boiled or fried (D) I'm satisfied as long as I get my kiss
(H) How do you like your toast in the morning
(H) I like mine with a hug
(H) Dark or light (D) the world's all right as long as I get my hug

(D) I've got to have my love in the morning
(H) Or the rest of my day is positively mayhem
(D) I'm a regular monster
(H) How do you like your eggs in the morning
(D) I like mine with a kiss
(H) Up or down (D) I'll never frown eggs can be almost bliss
(D) Just as long as I get my kiss

(D) How do you like your eggs in the morning (H) how do you like your eggs in the morning
(D) I like mine with a kiss (H) I like mine with a kiss
(D) Boiled or fried (H) I'm satisfied (Both) as long as I get my kiss

(H) How do you like your toast in the morning (D) how do you like your toast in the morning
(H) I like mine with a hug (D) I like mine with a hug
(H) Dark or light (D) the world's all right (Both) as long as I get my hug

(D) I've got to have my love in the morning
(H) Or the rest of my day is positively mayhem
(D) I'm a regular monster
(H) How do you like your eggs in the morning
(D) I like mine with a kiss
(H) Up or down (D) I'll never frown (Both) eggs can be almost bliss
(Both) Just as long as I get my kiss............

edgar, that was one odd song by John. Never heard it, and your references are strange. The group did have a bit of a tiff over Uno and John, as I recall. What a weird collection of thoughts. I believe that the last song I heard by John Lennon was My Sweet Lord.

I'm not certain if any of you have read The Bridge of San Luis Rey, but Lennon rather reminds me of the group. Just when they got their lives together they died. So odd. It seems the same with John and George.

Ah, sweet Ellpus. I most certainly will have that kiss awaiting you when I have my biscuits, sausage, and sunny side up egg in the morning.

I promise, folks, that I won't play Keep Your Sunny Side Up, either. Instead how about this one for edgar and Ellpus:

Artist: Steppenwolf Lyrics
Song: Magic Carpet Ride Lyrics


I like to dream yes, yes, right between my sound machine
On a cloud of sound I drift in the night
Any place it goes is right
Goes far, flies near, to the stars away from here

Well, you don't know what we can find
Why don't you come with me little girl
On a magic carpet ride
You don't know what we can see
Why don't you tell your dreams to me
Fantasy will set you free
Close your eyes girl
Look inside girl
Let the sound take you away

Last night I held Aladdin's lamp
And so I wished that I could stay
Before the thing could answer me
Well, someone came and took the lamp away
I looked around, a lousy candle's all I found

Well, you don't know what we can find
Why don't you come with me little girl
On a magic carpet ride
Well, you don't know what we can see
Why don't you tell your dreams to me
Fantasy will set you free
Close your eyes girl
Look inside girl
Let the sound take you away,

My Sweet Lord - George Harrison

My sweet lord
Hm, my lord
Hm, my lord

I really want to see you
Really want to be with you
Really want to see you lord
But it takes so long, my lord

My sweet lord
Hm, my lord
Hm, my lord

I really want to know you
Really want to go with you
Really want to show you lord
That it won't take long, my lord (hallelujah)

My sweet lord (hallelujah)
Hm, my lord (hallelujah)
My sweet lord (hallelujah)

I really want to see you
Really want to see you
Really want to see you, lord
Really want to see you, lord
But it takes so long, my lord (hallelujah)

My sweet lord (hallelujah)
Hm, my lord (hallelujah)
My, my, my lord (hallelujah)

I really want to know you (hallelujah)
Really want to go with you (hallelujah)
Really want to show you lord (aaah)
That it won't take long, my lord (hallelujah)

Hmm (hallelujah)
My sweet lord (hallelujah)
My, my, lord (hallelujah)

Hm, my lord (hare krishna)
My, my, my lord (hare krishna)
Oh hm, my sweet lord (krishna, krishna)
Oh-uuh-uh (hare hare)

Now, I really want to see you (hare rama)
Really want to be with you (hare rama)
Really want to see you lord (aaah)
But it takes so long, my lord (hallelujah)

Hm, my lord (hallelujah)
My, my, my lord (hare krishna)
My sweet lord (hare krishna)
My sweet lord (krishna krishna)
My lord (hare hare)
Hm, hm (Gurur Brahma)
Hm, hm (Gurur Vishnu)
Hm, hm (Gurur Devo)
Hm, hm (Maheshwara)
My sweet lord (Gurur Sakshaat)
My sweet lord (Parabrahma)
My, my, my lord (Tasmayi Shree)
My, my, my, my lord (Guruve Namah)
My sweet lord (Hare Rama)

[fade:]

(hare krishna)
My sweet lord (hare krishna)
My sweet lord (krishna krishna)
My lord (hare hare)

Yes, edgar. That's the one. Why is it folks, that I can't remember too much of George Harrison?

This one, however, is a perfect goodnight song.

George Harrison
» Isn't It A Pity(version Two)

Isn't it a pity
Isn't it a shame
How we break each other's hearts
And cause each other pain
How we take each other's love
Without thinking any more
Forgetting to give back
Isn't it a pity
Somethings take so long
And how do I explain?
Not too many people
See we're all the same
And because of all the tears
Our eyes can't hope to see
The beauty that surrounds us
Isn't it a pity
Isn't it a pity
Isn't it a shame
How we break each other's hearts
And cause each other pain
How we take each other's love
Without thinking any more
Forgetting to give back
Isn't it a pity

Yes, it is.

From Letty with love

Who's gonna throw that minstrel boy a coin?
Who's gonna let it roll?
Who's gonna throw that minstrel boy a coin?
Who's gonna let it down easy to save his soul?

Oh, Lucky's been drivin' a long, long time
And now he's stuck on top of the hill.
With twelve forward gears, it's been a long hard climb,
And with all of them ladies, though, he's lonely still.

Who's gonna throw that minstrel boy a coin?
Who's gonna let it roll?
Who's gonna throw that minstrel boy a coin?
Who's gonna let it down easy to save his soul?

Well, he deep in number and heavy in toil,
Mighty Mockingbird, he still has such a heavy load.
Beneath his bound'ries, what more can I tell,
With all of his trav'lin', but I'm still on that road.

Who's gonna throw that minstrel boy a coin?
Who's gonna let it roll?
Who's gonna throw that minstrel boy a coin?
Who's gonna let it down easy to save his soul?

Good morning, WA2K listeners and fans.

Well, dys. That is an esoteric and arcane song for the beginning of the day. After I fix breakfast for Ellpus, I will be back and toss that boy a coin, and listen to the mocking bird. <smile>

Things always seem better in the morning, folks, although the atmosphere is very heavy here.

Since Ronnie Wood in alcohool rehab dedicated to him ...


Out Of Control (By Jagger/Richards)

I was out in the city
I was out in the rain
I was feeling down hearted
I was drinking again
I was standing by the bridges
Where the dark water flows
I was talking to a stranger
About times long ago
I was young
I was foolish
I was angry
I was vain
I was charming
I was lucky
Tell me how have I changed
Now I'm out
Oh out of control
Now I'm out
Oh out of control
Oh help me now
And the girls in the doorway
And the boys in the game
And the drunks and the homeless
They all know me
And the police on the corner
Give a nod and a wave
As they point me
To my final destination
I was young
I was foolish
I was angry
I was vain
I was charming
Feeling lucky
Tell me how have I changed
Now I'm out
Oh out of control
Now I'm out
Oh out of control
Oh help me now
In the hotel I'm excited
By the smile on her face
But I wondered
How was time
Gonna change her
I was young
I was foolish
I was angry
I was vain
I was charming
I was out there
Tell me how have I changed
Now I'm out
Oh out of control
Oh I'm out
Oh out of control

Well, there's our Walter. So good to see Europe represented again, buddy.

Perfect song, Germany, because I noticed the same thing about Wood. I think the music business as well as Hollywood stars, have a really hard time staying afloat amidst all the competition.

Noticed today that Steinbeck's farm, about which he wrote the book East of Eden, is in jeopardy, and the family is quite concerned.

Speaking of farms, listeners. This song is funny. (no cracks about the boondocks, Walter)

Remember the Y2K scare?

Chad Brock
» A Country Boy Can Survive


Computer man says it's the end of time
December 31st nineteen ninety-nine
People buyin' up Army surplus things
Afraid of what the New Year will bring
I live back in the woods you see
Y2K don't mean a thing to me
I've got a shotgun, a rifle
And a four wheel drive
A country boy can survive
Country folks can survive
I can plow a field all day long
I can catch catfish from dusk 'till dawn
Make our own whiskey
And our own smoke too
Ain't too many things these ol' boys can't do
[including Bocephus]
We grow good ol' tomatoes
And homemade wine
A country boy can survive
Country folks can survive
'Cause you can't starve us out
And you can't make us run
We'll survive in the millenium
We say grace
And we say ma'am
If you ain't into that we don't give a damn
We came from the West Virginia coal mines
And the rocky mountains and the western skies
If the bank machines crash
We'll be just fine
'Cause a country boy can survive
Country folks can survive
I had a good friend in New York City
He never called me Bocephus
Called me hillbilly
[really]
But he was killed by a man with a switchblade knife
For forty-three dollars my friend lost his life
Now this dude's gonna get out in a year or two
'Cause the system don't work for me and you
But a country boy can survive
Country folks can survive
'Cause you can't starve us out
And you can't make us run
We'll survive in the millenium
We say grace
And we say ma'am
If you ain't into that we don't give a damn
We're from North California
And south Alabam'
And little towns all around this land
If the bank machine's crash
We'll be just fine
And a country boy can survive
Country folks can survive
Country boy can survive
Country folks can survive
[Any year, anytime]