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Along Came Jones
The Coasters Lyrics

I plopped down in my easy chair and turned on Channel 2
A bad gunslinger called Salty Sam was chasin' poor Sweet Sue
He trapped her in the old sawmill and said with an evil laugh
'If you don't give me the deed to your ranch
I'll saw you all in half!'
And then he grabbed her (And then)
He tied her up (And then)
He turned on the bandsaw (And then, and then...!)

And then along came Jones
Tall thin Jones
Slow walkin' Jones
Slow talkin' Jones
Along came long, lean, lanky Jones

Commercial came on, so I got up to get myself a snack
You should've seen what was goin' on by the time that I got back
Down in the old abandoned mine, Sweet Sue was havin' fits
That villain said, 'Give me the deed to your ranch
Or I'll blow you all to bits!'
And then he grabbed her (And then)
He tied her up (And then)
He lit the fuse to the dynamite (And then, and then...!)

And then along came Jones
Tall thin Jones
Slow walkin' Jones
Slow talkin' Jones
Along came long, lean, lanky Jones

I got so bugged I turned it off and turned on another show
But there was the same old shoot 'em up and the same old rodeo
Salty Sam was tryin' to stuff Sweet Sue in a burlap sack
He said, 'If you don't give me the deed to your ranch
I'm gonna throw you on the railroad tracks!'
And then he grabbed her (And then)
He tied her up (And then)
He threw her on the railroad tracks (And then)
A train started comin' (And then, and then...!)

And then along came Jones
Tall thin Jones
Slow walkin' Jones
Slow talkin' Jones
Along came long, lean, lanky Jones

Ah, Try, the days of the melodrama. Love it, buddy.

Here's one such song, and the parody thereof.

Father!


'Tis The
SONG OF LITTLE MARY,
Standing at the bar-room door
While the shameful midnight revel
Rages wildly as before.

Father, dear father, come home with me now!
The clock in the steeple strikes one;
You said you were coming right home from the shop,
As soon as your day's work was done.
Our fire has gone out our house is all dark
And mother's been watching since tea, --
With poor brother Benny so sick in her arms,
And no one to help her but me. --
Come home! come home! come home! --
Please, father, dear father, come home. --

Hear the sweet voice of the child
Which the night winds repeat as they roam!
Oh who could resist this most plaintive of prayers?
"Please, father, dear father, come home."

Father, dear father, come home with me now!
The clock in the steeple strikes two;
The night has grown colder, and Benny is worse
But he has been calling for you.
Indeed he is worse Ma says he will die,
Perhaps before morning shall dawn; --
And this is the message she sent me to bring
"Come quickly, or he will be gone." --
Come home! come home! come home! --
Please, father, dear father, come home. --

Hear the sweet voice of the child
Which the night winds repeat as they roam!
Oh who could resist this most plaintive of prayers?
"Please, father, dear father, come home."

Father, dear father, come home with me now!
The clock in the steeple strikes three;
The house is so lonely the hours are so long
For poor weeping mother and me.
Yes, we are alone poor Benny is dead,
And gone with the angels of light; --
And these were the very last words that he said
"I want to kiss Papa good night." --
Come home! come home! come home! --
Please, father, dear father, come home. --

Hear the sweet voice of the child
Which the night winds repeat as they roam!
Oh who could resist this most plaintive of prayers?
"Please, father, dear father, come home."

Parody:

Father, dear father come home with me now,
The clock in the steeple strikes two,
Mother is tied to the railroad track,
And the sawmill is going to get you.

Sounds like it's time to call for…

The Reverend Mr. Black
THE KINGSTON TRIO lyrics -

[Spoken:]
He rode easy in the saddle. He was tall and lean, and at first you'd a-thought nothing but a streak of mean could make a man look so down right strong, but one look in his eyes and you knowed you was wrong. He was a mountain of a man, and I want you to know. He could preach hot hell or freezin' snow. He carried a Bible in a canvas sack and folks just called him The Reverend Mr. Black. He was poor as a beggar, but he rode like a king. Sometimes in the evening, I'd hear him sing:

[Chorus:]
I gotta walk that lonesome valley. I got to walk it by myself. Oh nobody else can walk it for me. I got to walk it by myself.
[2nd & 3rd times:] You got to walk that lonesome valley. You got to walk it by yourself. Oh nobody else can walk it for you. You got to walk it by yourself.

If ever I could have thought this man in black was soft and had any yellow up his back, I gave that notion up the day a lumberjack came in and it wasn't to pray. Yeah, he kicked open the meeting house door and he cussed everybody up and down the floor! Then, when things got quiet in the place, he walked up and cusses in the preacher's face! He hit that Reverend like a kick of a mule and to my way of thinkin' it took a real fool to turn the other face to that lumber jack, but that's what he did, The Reverend Mr. Black. He stood like a rock, a man among men and he let that lumberjack hit him again, and then with a voice as quiet as could be, he cut him down like a big oak tree when he said:

[Chorus]

It's been many years since we had to part and I guess I learned his ways by heart. I can still hear his sermon's ring, down in the valley where he used to sing. I followed him, yes, sir, and I don't regret it and I hope I will always be a credit to his memory 'cause I want you to understand. The Reverend Mr. Black was my old man!

[Chorus]

Hey, Try. I especially like the inserted lyrics in your "Black" song, buddy;

You gotta walk that lonesome valley,
You gotta go there by yourself,
Ain't no one here gonna go there with you,
You gotta go there by yourself.

Speaking of black, folks, anyone remember this woman?

Selena
» Amor Prohibido

Con unas ansias locas quiero verte hoy
Espero ese momento en que escuche tu voz
Y cuando al fin estemos juntos los dos,
Qué importa qué diran tu padre y tu mamá
Aquí sólo importa nuestro amor, te quiero
Amor prohibido murmuran por las calles
Porque somos de distintas sociedades
Amor prohibido nos dice todo el mundo
El dinero no importa en ti y en mí, ni en el corazón
Oh, oh baby...
Aunque soy pobre todo esto que te doy
Vale más que el dinero porque sí es amor
Y cuando al fin estemos juntos, los dos,
Qué importa qué diran, tambien la sociedad
Aquí sólo importa nuestro amor, te quiero
Amor prohibido murmuran por las calles
Porque somos de distintas sociedades
Amor prohibido nos dice todo el mundo
El dinero no importa en ti y en mí, ni en el corazón
Oh, oh baby...
(in English)
With crazy longings I want to see you today
I wait for that moment when I can hear your voice
And when at last we are together, the two of us
What does it matter what your mom and dad say
All that matters is our love, I love you
"Forbidden love," they whisper in the streets
Because we are from different societies
"Forbidden love," everyone tells us
Money doesn't matter to you or to me, nor to the heart
Oh, oh baby...
Even though I'm poor, all this that I give you
Is worth more than money because it truly is love
And when at last we are together, the two of us
What does it matter what they say, or the society
All that matters is our love, I love you
"Forbidden love," they whisper in the streets
Because we are from different societies
"Forbidden love," everyone tells us
Money doesn't matter to you or to me, nor to the heart
Oh, oh baby...

I Get Around
Beach Boys Lyrics

Round round get around
I get around
Yeah
Get around round round I get around
I get around
Get around round round I get around
From town to town
Get around round round I get around
Im a real cool head
Get around round round I get around
Im makin real good bread

Im gettin bugged driving up and down the same old strip
I gotta finda new place where the kids are hip

My buddies and me are getting real well known
Yeah, the bad guys know us and they leave us alone

I get around
Get around round round I get around
From town to town
Get around round round I get around
Im a real cool head
Get around round round I get around
Im makin real good bread
Get around round round I get around
I get around
Round
Get around round round oooo
Wah wa ooo
Wah wa ooo
Wah wa ooo

We always take my car cause its never been beat
And weve never missed yet with the girls we meet

None of the guys go steady cause it wouldnt be right
To leave their best girl home now on saturday night

I get around
Get around round round I get around
From town to town
Get around round round I get around
Im a real cool head
Get around round round I get around
Im makin real good bread
Get around round round I get around
I get around
Round
Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah

Round round get around
I get around
Yeah
Get around round round I get around
Get around round round I get around
Wah wa ooo

Great song, Try. Know it, buddy.

Just a bit of background on the Beach Boys, listeners.

The Beach Boys

The Beach Boys story began in Hawthorne, California in 1961, when Brian, Dennis and Carl Wilson formed a band with their cousin Mike Love and friend Al Jardine.

The group began as Kenny and the Cadets, Carl and the Passions, and finally the Pendletones. Brian, a fan of the Four Freshman , began teaching the others intricate Freshman styled harmonies. Murray Wilson, the father of the brothers and a sometime songwriter, suggested that the boys approach his publisher, Hite Morgan who owned a small recording and publishing company called Guild Music. The group intended to audition with some old favourites, but Morgan told them that they needed some original material to get recorded.

The Four Freshmen did this one first:

There's a story told of a very gentle boy
And the girl who wore his ring
Through the wintry snow
The world they knew was one
For their hearts were full of spring

As the days grew old
And the nights passed into time
And the weeks and years took wind
Gentle boy, tender girl
Their love remained still young
For their hearts were full of spring

Then one day they died
And their graves were side by side
On a hill where robins sing
And they say violets
Grow there the whole year round
For their hearts were full of spring

Totally a capella and absolutely beautiful.

News update:

Updated: 7:41 a.m. ET Oct 22, 2006
FAYETTEVILLE, W.Va. - A parachutist who jumped to his death from a bridge during a festival when his chute opened too late was a retired police lieutenant and an outdoor enthusiast, a former colleague said.

Brian Lee Schubert, 66, died of injuries suffered when he hit the water 876 feet below the New River Gorge Bridge during the annual Bridge Day festival on Saturday, said Fayette County Sheriff Bill Laird.

Schubert, of Alta Loma, Calif., had been well known in the sport of BASE jumping since 1966, when he and a friend became the first people to jump from El Capitan, a nearly 3,000-foot-tall rock formation, in California's Yosemite National Park.

My young friend told me that West Virginia is changing it's "Wild, wonderful" slogan to:

West Virginia, open for business.

When you say I beg your pardon
Then I'll come back to you
When you ask me to forgive you
Then I'll return
Like the swallows to Capistrano -

That's all I recall of the song Jack Benny supposedly wrote on his radio show. He tried for years to get it published, but, there were no takers. All in humor, of course.

those scottish lads sure have a way to beguile the fair maidens !
they are always ready to come to the help of a poor , lost soul :wink:
hbg



The Road and the Miles to Dundee
------------------------------------------
Cauld winter was howlin' o'er moor and o'er mountain
And wild was the surge of the dark rolling sea,
When I met about daybreak a bonnie young lassie,
Wha asked me the road and the miles to Dundee.
2. Says I, "My young lassie, I canna' weel tell ye
The road and the distance I canna' weel gie.
But if you'll permit me tae gang a wee bittie,
I'll show ye the road and the miles to Dundee".

3. At once she consented and gave me her arm,
Ne'er a word did I speir wha the lassie micht be,
She appeared like an angel in feature and form,
As she walked by my side on the road to Dundee.

4. At length wi' the Howe o' Strathmartine behind us,
The spires o' the toon in full view we could see,
She said "Gentle Sir, I can never forget ye
For showing me far on the road to Dundee".

5. I took the gowd pin from the scarf on my bosom
And said "Keep ye this in remembrance o' me
Then bravely I kissed the sweet lips o' the lassie,
E'er I parted wi' her on the road to Dundee.

6. So here's to the lassie, I ne'er can forget her,
And lika young laddie that's list'rlihg to me,
O never be sweer to convoy a young lassie
Though it's only to show her the road to Dundee.

My word, folks. edgar sent me to the archives looking for old radio songs, and I found some that still linger on.

Hey, hamburger. Love your Scotish aire, Canada. Especially like this line:

"and wild was the surge of the dark rolling sea..."

Here's one I found, and if our European friends aren't here, there culture is:

Artist: The Andrews Sisters Lyrics
Song: Bei Mir Bist du Schoen Lyrics
f** all the boys I've known, and I've known some
Until I first met you I was lonesome
And when you came in sight, dear, my heart grew light
And this old world seemed new to me

You're really swell, I have to admit, you
Deserve expressions that really fit you
And so I've wracked my brain, hoping to explain
All the things that you do to me

Bei mir bist du schoen, please let me explain
Bei mir bist du schoen means you're grand
Bei mir bist du schoen, again I'll explain
It means you're the fairest in the land

I could say bella, bella, even say wunderbar
Each language only helps me tell you how grand you are
I've tried to explain, bei mir bist du schoen
So kiss me, and say you understand

Bei mir bist du schoen
You've heard it all before, but let me try to explain
Bei mir bist du schoen means that you're grand
Bei mir bist du schoen
Is such an old refrain, and yet I should explain
It means I am begging for your hand

I could say bella, bella, even say wunderbar
Each language only helps me tell you how grand you are

I could say bella, bella, even say wunderbar
Each language only helps be tell you how grand you are
I've tried to explain, bei mir bist du schoen
So kiss me, and say that you will understand

...bei mir bist du schoen...
1967 world's fair in montreal "montreal expo" :
wayne newton rides into the arena accompanied by a contingent of 'mounties' with lances under their arms .
wayne newton was a rather pudgy young fellow at that time .
the mounties formed a circle and wayne started crooning : "bei mir bist du schoen ... " .
i even have an old black and white photo that i took there .
saw wayne newton again in the mid-eighties when he performed in myrtle beach - he sure knew how to charm the (older :wink: ) ladies .
he was down on one knee singing to one of the ladies in the frontrow ...
quite a showman .
hbg

Ah, yes, hamburger: Wayne had a cameo part in the romantic comedy, "Elvis has Left the Building." He was born in Roanoke, Virginia.

For you, as you sit in your delightful computer room. <smile>

Danke Schoen, darling Danke Schoen.
Thank you for all the joy and pain.
Picture shows, second balcony, was the place we'd meet, second seat, go Dutch treat, you were sweet.

Danke Schoen, darling Danke Schoen.
Thank you for walks down lovers lane.
I can see, hearts carved on a tree, letters inter-twined, for all time, yours and mine, that was fine.

Danke Schoen, darling Danke Schoen.
Thank you for funny cards from Spain.
I recall, Central Park in fall, how you tore your dress, what a mess, I confess, that's not all.

Danke Schoen, darling Danke Schoen.
Thank you for seeing me again.
Though we go, on our seperate ways, still the memory stays, for always, my heart says, Danke Schoen.

Danke Schoen, Auf Wiedersehn, Danke Schoen.

Criminal

I've been a bad, bad girl
I've been careless with a delicate man
And it's a sad, sad world
When a girl will break a boy just because she can

Don't you tell me to deny it
I've done wrong and I want to suffer for my sins
I've come to you 'cause I need guidance to be true
And I just don't know where I can begin

What I need is a good defense
'Cause I'm feeling like a criminal
And I need to be redeemed
To the one I've sinned against
Because he's all I ever knew of love

Heaven help me for the way I am
Save me from these evil deeds before I get them done
I know tomorrow brings the consequence at hand
But I keep living this day like the next will never come

Oh help me but don't tell me to deny it
I've got to cleanse myself of all these lies 'till I'm good enough for him
I've got a lot to lose and I'm bettin' high so I'm begging you
Before it ends just tell me where to begin

What I need is a good defense
'Cause I'm feeling like a criminal
And I need to be redeemed
To the one I've sinned against
Because he's all I ever knew of love

Let me know the way
Before there's hell to pay
Give me room to lay the law and let me go
I've got to make a play
To make my lover stay
So what would an angel say the devil wants to know

What I need is a good defense
'Cause I'm feeling like a criminal
And I need to be redeemed
To the one I've sinned against
Because he's all I ever knew of love

What I need is a good defense
'Cause I'm feeling like a criminal
And I need to be redeemed
To the one I've sinned against
Because he's all I ever knew of love

Fiona Apple

Good morning, WA2K listeners and contributors. Another Monday, folks, and I hope it will be a good one for all you people out there in radio land.

Well, Rex, that is an interesting song that you played by Fiona Apple. Wonder if she is akin to Steve Jobs?

I have always been interested in legends, and I took a quick tour of the archives and found an intriguing one about the Bell witch. Since we are approaching halloween, here is a song concerning that spooky tale:

(Based on a true story)
(Music by Hank Shermann Lyrics by
King Diamond)
Back in Tennessee, I saw a
family haunted by an entity
It was a tragedy in another
century
Oh...They never would know the
Evil One that came
Little Betsy, the age of 12
Living in a dream
The first one to scream
Invisible hands leaving their
mark in the dark
Solo: Denner
Night after night
The Bell Witch attacked and
attacked
Torturing Betsy, until a circle
was held in candle light
Tell us who you are
Please tell us who you are
I am the air you breathe
I am the Bell Witch
I am a million years
I am the Bell Witch
Solo: Shermann
The Bell Witch decided
It was the time for the father to
scream
Soon taken ill, never again to
leave his bed alive
Tell us who you are
Please tell us who you are
I am the air you breathe
I am the Bell Witch
I am a million years
I am the Bell Witch
Goodnight John, see you in Hell...
Say bye bye to Daddy, Betsy
Call the doctor!!! ...I made sure
Call the doctor!!! ...There ain't no
cure
Solo: Shermann
That night John he died
And the Bell Witch never came
again
Soon they realized, the witch had
given John bad medicine




Mercyful Fate The Bell Witch lyrics

Good morning radio fans. He was not scary, he was just a…

Boy From New York City
Manhattan Transfer Lyrics

Ooo wah, ooo wah cool, cool kitty
Tell us about the boy from New York City
Ooo wah, ooo wah cmon kitty
Tell us about the boy from New York City

Hes kind of tall
He's really fine
Some day I hope to make him mine, all mine
And he's neat
And oh so sweet
And just the way he looked at me
He swept me off my feet
Ooo whee, you ought to come and see
How he walks
And how he talks

Ooo wah, ooo wah cool, cool kitty
Tell us about the boy from New York City

He's really down
And he's no clown
He has the finest penthouse I've ever seen in town
And he's cute
In his mohair suit
And he keeps his pockets full of spending loot
Ooo whee, say you ought to come and see
His dueling scar
And brand new car

Every time he says he loves me
Chills run down my spine
Every time he wants to kiss me
He makes me feel so fine
Ooo wah, ooo wah cool, cool kitty
Tell us about the boy from New York City

Well he can dance
(he can dance, take a chance with a little ro-)
And make romance
(mance baby, cause he's a looker)
Thats when I feel in love
With just one glance
(hes sweet talking and cool)

He was shy
And so was I
And now I know Ill never, ever say goodbye
Ooo whee, say you ought to come and see
He's the most
From coast to coast

Ooo wah, ooo wah cool, cool kitty
Tell us about the boy from New York City
Ooo wah, ooo wah cmon kitty
Tell us about the boy from New York City

Hey, Try. Love Manhattan Transfer. I was beginning to think we would have to operate on a skeleton crew, folks.



Give that to each trick or treater, and tell them to EAT!

Skeleton Man Dance Lyrics

necessary food for the little ones

can't create when I'm under these guns

feed me lies I'll throw up all over you

ties come true don't like what I do

skeleton man sit in the corner

skeleton man dance that's an order

lies come true

thin just like you

substantial meat to stick to my ribs

where's my top hat and bag of tricks

I'll perform every stunt that I know

familiar ground begins to show

skeleton man sit in the corner

skeleton man dance that's an order

lies come true

thin just like you

should I dance?

Weird, just like them sisters.

Dwight Yoakam
From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia




Background information

Birth name Dwight David Yoakam
Born October 23, 1956
Origin Pikeville, Kentucky United States

Dwight David Yoakam (born October 23, 1956) is an American musician, songwriter, and actor.


Biography

Yoakam was born in Pikeville, Kentucky, and raised in Columbus, Ohio, growing up with his mother and step-father, who had a white-collar job in the automotive industry. He graduated from Columbus's Northland High School on June 9, 1974. During his high school years, he excelled in both music and drama, regularly securing the lead role in school plays, such as Charlie in the stage version of Flowers for Algernon, honing his skills under the guidance of teacher-mentors Jerry McAfee (music) and Charles Lewis (drama). Outside of school, Yoakam sang and played guitar with local garage bands, and frequently entertained his friends and classmates as an amateur comedian, impersonating politicians and other celebrities, such as Richard Nixon, who, at that time, was heavily embroiled in the Watergate controversy.

Yoakam briefly attended The Ohio State University, but dropped out and moved to Nashville in the late '70s with the intent of becoming a recording artist. When he began his career, Nashville was oriented towards pop Urban Cowboy music, and Yoakam's brand of Bakersfield honky tonk was not considered marketable. He began playing live in the Los Angeles area, performing with punk bands like Dead Kennedys, Butthole Surfers and X; and roots-rock bands The Blasters and Los Lobos.

Yoakam's recording debut was on the independent album A Town South of Bakersfield, planned and produced by Pete Anderson, in 1984 (1984 in music). His debut LP was 1986's Guitars, Cadillacs, Etc., Etc. and it instantly launched his career (1986 in music). "Honky Tonk Man" (Johnny Horton) and "Guitars, Cadillacs" were hit singles. The follow-up LP, Hillbilly Deluxe, was just as successful. His third LP, Buenas Noches from a Lonely Room, included his first #1, a duet with Buck Owens, "Streets of Bakersfield". 1990's (1990 in music) If There Was a Way was another best-seller.

Yoakam's song Readin', Rightin', Route 23 pays tribute to his childhood move from Kentucky, and is titled after a local expression describing the route that rural Kentuckians needed to take to find a job. (U.S. Highway 23 runs north from Kentucky through Columbus and Toledo, and through the automotive centers of Michigan.)

Yoakam has also taken some acting roles, most notably as the abusive alcoholic Doyle in Billy Bob Thornton's Sling Blade (1996) and as a sociopathic killer in 2002's Panic Room. He has also appeared in Southern California live theater, combining his acting talents with the talents of director Peter Fonda. More recently, he appeared in a cameo role as the doctor for Chev Chilios in "Crank".

Having diverged from pop-icon status in country-western fare, Yoakam is today more likely to be identified as having an older, more traditional style. But along with his bluegrass and honky-tonk roots, Yoakam has written or covered many Elvis Presley-style rockabilly songs, including his popular covers of Queen's "Crazy Little Thing Called Love" in 1999 and Presley's "Suspicious Minds" in 1992. He even recorded a cover of the Clash's "Train In Vain" in 1997.

Yoakam is currently touring in support of his new album Blame The Vain.

When asked by Larry King, Johnny Cash cited Yoakam as his favorite country singer.

Yoakam currently resides in Southern California, but still maintains close ties with his family in the Columbus area.