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Letty
 
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Reply Sat 7 Jul, 2007 03:31 pm
Hey, Raggedy. Fantastic. More sychronicity, because I just had another frog strangler. Love it, PA. That frog doesn't have to worry, however, cause he's a courtin'

FROGGIE WENT A COURTIN'

Mr Froggy went a-courtin' and he did ride, uh-huh
Mr Froggy went a-courtin' and he did ride, uh-huh
Froggy went a-courtin' and he did ride
A sword and pistol by his side, uh- huh, uh-huh, uh-huh

He went down to Miss Mousie's door, uh-huh
He went down to Miss Mousie's door, uh-huh
He went down to Miss Mousie's door
Where he had often been before, uh huh, uh-huh, uh-huh

He took Miss Mousie up on his knee, uh-huh
Said "Miss Mousie will you marry me?" uh huh
"Without my Uncle Rat's consent
I wouldn't marry the President," uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh

Alright!

Well Uncle Rat he gave his consent, uh-huh
Hey Uncle Rat he gave his consent, uh-huh
Now Uncle Rat he gave his consent
And the weasel wrote the publishment, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh

Well now where will the wedding supper be? Uh-huh
Where will the wedding supper be? Uh-huh
Well where will the wedding supper be?
Way down yonder in a hollow tree, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh

Come on Soozie!

Woah!

Yeah the first come in was a flying moth, uh-huh
First come in was a flying moth, uh-huh
First come in was a flying moth
Who laid out the tablecloth, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh

Well the next to come in was a junie bug, uh-huh
The next to come in was a junie bug, uh-huh
Next to come in was a junie bug
She brought the whiskey in a water jug, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh

Alright

Next come in was a big black snake, uh-huh
Next come in was a big black snake, uh-huh
Next come in was a big black snake
Chased them all into the lake, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh

Little piece of cornbread laying on a shelf, uh-huh
Little piece of cornbread laying on a shelf, uh-huh
Little piece of cornbread laying on a shelf
If you want any more, you can sing it yourself, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh

Yip, go!


Bruce Springsteen recorded this traditional song with The Seeger Sessions Band during the "Seeger Sessions". The song is included on Bruce's 2006 cover album, We Shall Overcome - The Seeger Sessions.

Hey, folks. Lots of people in our vast audience have gotten married. Ain't it great?
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Letty
 
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Reply Sat 7 Jul, 2007 03:42 pm
Oops, missed our Victor again. Hey, buddy, I love Jim Croce. He looks so much like our friend who was in broadcasting.

http://www.rockphiles.com/all_images/Act_Images/JimCroce/jim_croce240.jpg

Artist: Jim Croce
Song: I got a name
Album: Gold In A Bottle


Like the pine trees lining the winding road
I've got a name, I've got a name
Like the singin' bird and the croakin' toad
I've got a name, I've got a name
And I carry it with me like my daddy did
But I'm livin' the dream that he kept hid

Movin' me down the highway, rollin' me down the highway
Movin' ahead so life won't pass me by

Like the North wind whistlin' down the sky
I've got a song, I've got a song
Like the whippoorwill and the babies' cry
I've got a song, I've got a song
And I carry it with me and I sing it loud
If it gets me nowhere, I go there proud

Movin' me down the highway, rollin' me down the highway
Movin' ahead so life won't pass me by

And I'm gonna go there free...
Like the fool I am and I'll always be
I've got a dream, I've got a dream
They can change their minds but they can't change me
I've got a dream, I've got a dream
And I know I can share it if you want me to
If you're goin' my way, I'll go with you

Movin' me down the highway, rollin' me down the highway
Movin' ahead so life won't pass me by
Movin' me down the highway, rollin' me down the highway
Movin' ahead so life won't pass me by
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Victor Murphy
 
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Reply Sat 7 Jul, 2007 03:46 pm
Letty wrote:
Oops, missed our Victor again. Hey, buddy, I love Jim Croce. He looks so much like our friend who was in broadcasting.


That's OK, everybody forgets old Victor! Smile
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Victor Murphy
 
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Reply Sat 7 Jul, 2007 03:55 pm
Ramblin Rose by Nat King Cole

Ramblin rose, ramblin rose
Why you ramble, no one knows
Wild and wind-blown, thats how youve grown
Who can cling to a ramblin rose?

Ramble on, ramble on
When your ramblin days are gone
Who will love you with a love true
When your ramblin days are through?

Ramblin rose, ramblin rose
Why I want you, heaven knows
Though I love you with a love true
Who can cling to a ramblin rose?

Spoken
<one>

Ramblin rose, ramblin rose
Why I want you, heaven knows
Though I love you with a love true
Who can cling to a ramblin rose?
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Letty
 
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Reply Sat 7 Jul, 2007 03:56 pm
Not so, honey. Don't you know by now that to the VICTOR belongs the spoils?

Just be happy that you're not this Victor

Victor Jara
words by Adrian Mitchell, music by Arlo Guthrie

Victor Jara of Chile
Lived like a shooting star
He fought for the people of Chile
With his songs and his guitar
His hands were gentle, his hands were strong

Victor Jara was a peasant
He worked from a few years old
He sat upon his father's plow
And watched the earth unfold
His hands were gentle, his hands were strong

Now when the neighbors had a wedding
Or one of their children died
His mother sang all night for them
With Victor by her side
His hands were gentle, his hands were strong

He grew up to be a fighter
Against the people's wrongs
He listened to their grief and joy
And turned them into songs
His hands were gentle, his hands were strong

He sang about the copper miners
And those who worked the land
He sang about the factory workers
And they knew he was their man
His hands were gentle, his hands were strong

He campaigned for Allende
Working night and day
He sang "Take hold of your brothers hand
You know the future begins today"
His hands were gentle, his hands were strong

Then the generals seized Chile
They arrested Victor then
They caged him in a stadium
With five-thousand frightened men
His hands were gentle, his hands were strong

Victor stood in the stadium
His voice was brave and strong
And he sang for his fellow prisoners
Till the guards cut short his song
His hands were gentle, his hands were strong

They broke the bones in both his hands
They beat him on the head
They tore him with electric shocks
And then they shot him dead
His hands were gentle, his hands were strong

Crying or Very sad
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Letty
 
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Reply Sat 7 Jul, 2007 04:08 pm
Did it again. Victor, you're too fast for me. I'm going to have to run to catch up.

http://www.geocities.com/Area51/Cavern/2295/Shigata/girlrunning.gif

Love Nat Cole, however.
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hamburger
 
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Reply Sat 7 Jul, 2007 05:56 pm
signing back on !
(after a "heroic" struggle to upgrade to vista Rolling Eyes )
i was almost ready to join ella in singing :

Quote:

SIGNING OFF !

Signing off
Does it surprize you
I won't need your lips anymore
Signing off
Can't idolize you
My heart crossed your name off the door

Signing off
Now that I've told you
That this is just where I came in
Signing off
Why should I hold you
You've already said I can't win

It's strange how the rest of the world knows
The things you should see at a glance
And I want what all of the world knows
A person to person romance

Signing off
I can't pretend dear
My trip to the stars took a spill
We're all through
This is the ending
Because you only wanted a thrill
I'm signing off

I'll always remember the pleasure
Of friendship and all that it's worth
I know that it's something to treasure
>From here to the ends of the earth

Signing off
Happy I met you
So please make me happy again
And be sure I won't forget you
The best of everything until then
I'm signing off

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Victor Murphy
 
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Reply Sat 7 Jul, 2007 06:00 pm
Very Happy Smile Sung By Nat King Cole Very Happy


Smile though your heart is aching
Smile even though its breaking
When there are clouds in the sky, youll get by
If you smile through your fear and sorrow
Smile and maybe tomorrow
Youll see the sun come shining through for you

Light up your face with gladness
Hide every trace of sadness
Although a tear may be ever so near
Thats the time you must keep on trying
Smile, whats the use of crying?
Youll find that life is still worthwhile
If you just smile

<instrumental>

Thats the time you must keep on trying
Smile, whats the use of crying?
Youll find that life is still worthwhile
If you just smile
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Letty
 
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Reply Sat 7 Jul, 2007 06:06 pm
We missed you, hbg. A song for you and your homeland.

They All Call It Canada
Side by Side and step by step
Our fathers were marching along
They were building a road to the future
With a spade and a smile and a song.

Out of the wildness and out of the sand
Grew the land that we live in today.
Though the job to be done has barely begun,
There is one thing I'm proud to say:

My country is my cathedral
The northern sky its dome
They all call it Canada
But I call it home

The mountains, the lakes and valleys
Are friends that I have known
They all call it Canada
But I call it home

From the Atlantic to the Pacific
From the pole to the U.S.A.
We're on united brotherhood
And united we will stay

The people across the border
And far across the foam
They all call it Canada
But I call it home
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Letty
 
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Reply Sat 7 Jul, 2007 06:17 pm
My word, Victor. I'm going to quit running and learn to fly.

http://www.geocities.com/Area51/Cavern/2295/Shigata/angel.gif

Nat Cole.


The buzzard took the monkey for a ride in the air

The monkey thought that everything was on a square

The buzzard tried to throw the monkey off his back

But the monkey grabbed his neck and said "Now listen jack"

Straighten up and fly right, straighten up and stay right

Straighten up and fly right

Cool down pappa don't you blow your top

Ain't no use in divin,' what's the use of jivin'

Straighten up and fly right

Cool down pappa don't you blow your top

The buzzard told the monkey you are chokin me

Release your hold and I will set you free

The monkey looked the buzzert right dead in the eye

And said "Your story's so touching but it sounds like a lie"

Straighten up and fly right, straighten up and stay right

Straighten up and fly right

Cool down pappa don't you blow your top

Musical Interlude

Straighten up and fly right, straighten up and stay right

Straighten up and fly right

Cool down pappa don't you blow your top

Ain't no use in divin,' what's the use of jivin'

You better straighten up and fly right

Cool down pappa don't you blow your top

Fly right
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Tai Chi
 
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Reply Sat 7 Jul, 2007 06:22 pm
Dys reminded me of Steve Goodwin and this song:

Don't Go Lookin' for Trouble (as sung by Mose Scarlett)

The first time you take a drink you spitter and sputter
Mumble and mutter, stammer and stutter
But the next one goes down so smooth you've just got to have another
Soon you're drinking all the time

Don't go lookin' for trouble
Oh, trouble will find you
Trouble will find you
Deaf, dumb and blind you
Don't go lookin' for trouble
Or need I remind you
You sure don't have to look too far

The first time you shade the truth your mouth gets dry
You want to run and hide and your tongue gets tied
But pretty soon you think no one can tell you've lied
And then you're shady all the time

Don't go lookin' for trouble
Oh, trouble will find you
Trouble will find you
Deaf, dumb and blind you
Don't go lookin' for trouble
Or need I remind you
You sure don't have to look too far

Yes, trouble will pin a tail on you and follow you around
It'll catch you when your number's up and when your guard is down

The first time you fall in love the skies are sunny
She calls you honey and your jokes are all funny
But then she lets you know she was only in it for the money
Now you're drinking all the time.

Don't go lookin' for trouble
Oh, trouble will find you
Trouble will find you
Deaf, dumb and blind you
Don't go lookin' for trouble
Or need I remind you
You sure don't have to look too far
'Cause there's trouble in your own backyard
And it's with you for the rest of your days
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hamburger
 
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Reply Sat 7 Jul, 2007 06:24 pm
and here a song from OUR LOCAL BOYS - THE TRAGICALLY HIP :

http://static.flickr.com/68/213579377_e0997e482f_o.jpg


Quote:
In Violet Light

It's A Good Life If You Don't Weaken

When the colour of the night
and all the smoke for one life
gives way to shaky movements,
improvisational skills,
a forest of whispering speakers
let's swear that we will
get with the times,
in a current health to stay
let's get friendship right
get life day-to-day
in the forget-yer-skates dream
full of countervailing woes
in diverse-as-ever scenes
proceeding on a need-to-know
in a face so full of meaning
as to almost make it glow

O' for a good life, we just might have to weaken
and find somewhere to go
go somewhere we're needed
find somewhere to grow
grow somewhere we're needed.

when the color of the night
and all the smoke in one life
gives way to shaky movements,
improvisational skills
in the forest of whispering speakers
let's swear that we will
get with the times
in a current health to stay
and let's get friendship right
get life day-to-day
in the forget-yer-skates dream
full of countervailing woes
in diverse-as-ever scenes
proceeding on a need-to-know
in a face so full of meaning
as to almost make it glow

O' for a good life, we just might have to weaken
and find somewhere to go

and find somewhere to go
go somewhere we're needed
find some where to grow
grow somewhere we're needed
find somewhere to go
let's go somewhere we're needed
find somewhere to grow
We row where we are needed

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djjd62
 
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Reply Sat 7 Jul, 2007 06:34 pm
Like Soldiers Do
Billy Bragg

Blues eyes fighting the grey eyes fighting the tears
Armed to the teeth for a war of words
Reaching all the years
I advanced across a poppy field
I saw the gleam as you raised your shield
And love screamed down
With the sun behind its back

Our Fathers were all soldiers,
Shall we be soldiers too
Fighting and falling like soldiers do

Nothing is clear in this tactical unclear war
I can't be bothered to find out
What we are fighting for
No one can win this war of the senses
I see no reason to drop my defences
So stand fast my emotions,
Rally round my shaking heart

Our Fathers were all soldiers,
Shall we be soldiers too
Fighting and falling like soldiers do

Blue eyes fighting the grey eyes fighting the tears
Armed to the teeth for a war of words
Reaching all the years
I advanced across a poppy field
I saw the gleam as you raised your shield
And love screamed down
With the sun behind its back
I knew once again I was under attack
So stand fast my emotions,
Rally round my shaking heart

Our Fathers were all soldiers,
Shall we be soldiers too
Fighting and falling like soldiers
Fighting and falling like soldiers
Fighting and falling like soldiers do
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djjd62
 
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Reply Sat 7 Jul, 2007 06:37 pm
Honey I'm A Big Boy Now
Billy Bragg

I can see the kitchen light
From the road where I park my bike
But it's dark there as it often is these days
And the gloomy living room
Really needs a dust and a broom
But I can't brush your memory away

Her father was an admiral
In someone else's navy
And she had seen the World before I met her
She would wash and cook and clean
And all the other things between
And like a fool I just sat there and let her

CHORUS:
Now I can feed and wash and dress myself
And I can sleep without the light on
Honey, I'm a big boy now
I don't know what she does With all the money that I sent her
She's running round the town with the Young Pretender

I haven't touched the garden
Since the day she walked away
From a love affair that bore only bitter fruit
She took everything she wanted
Which is why she left me here
With these pots and pans and my old wedding suit

A letter came one morning
That she would not let me see
And from that day I began to realise
That she would one day break
The home we tried to make
For sinners cannot live in paradise
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dyslexia
 
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Reply Sat 7 Jul, 2007 06:40 pm
The Death of the Ball Turret Gunner
by Randall Jarrell

From my mother's sleep I fell into the State,
And I hunched in its belly till my wet fur froze.
Six miles from earth, loosed from the dream of life,
I woke to black flak and the nightmare fighters.
When I died they washed me out of the turret with a hose.
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dyslexia
 
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Reply Sat 7 Jul, 2007 06:42 pm
I was run over by the truth one day.
Ever since the accident I've walked this way
So stick my legs in plaster
Tell me lies about Vietnam.

Heard the alarm clock screaming with pain,
Couldn't find myself so I went back to sleep again
So fill my ears with silver
Stick my legs in plaster
Tell me lies about Vietnam.

Every time I shut my eyes all I see is flames.
Made a marble phone book and I carved out all the names
So coat my eyes with butter
Fill my ears with silver
Stick my legs in plaster
Tell me lies about Vietnam.

I smell something burning, hope it's just my brains.
They're only dropping peppermints and daisy-chains
So stuff my nose with garlic
Coat my eyes with butter
Fill my ears with silver
Stick my legs in plaster
Tell me lies about Vietnam.

Where were you at the time of the crime?
Down by the Cenotaph drinking slime
So chain my tongue with whisky
Stuff my nose with garlic
Coat my eyes with butter
Fill my ears with silver
Stick my legs in plaster
Tell me lies about Vietnam.

You put your bombers in, you put your conscience out,
You take the human being and you twist it all about
So scrub my skin with women
Chain my tongue with whisky
Stuff my nose with garlic
Coat my eyes with butter
Fill my ears with silver
Stick my legs in plaster
Tell me lies about Vietnam.

-- Adrian Mitchell
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George
 
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Reply Sat 7 Jul, 2007 06:42 pm
One of the most chilling pieces of poetry I've ever read.
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dyslexia
 
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Reply Sat 7 Jul, 2007 06:46 pm
George wrote:
One of the most chilling pieces of poetry I've ever read.
Not one of my better days.
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djjd62
 
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Reply Sat 7 Jul, 2007 06:47 pm
It Says Here
Billy Bragg

It says here that the Unions will never learn
It says here that the economy is on the upturn
And it says here we should be proud
That we are free
And our free press reflects our democracy

Those braying voices on the right of the House
Are echoed down the Street of Shame
Where politics mix with bingo and tits
In a strictly money and numbers game

Where they offer you a feature
On stockings and suspenders
Next to a call for stiffer penalties for sex offenders

It says here that this year's prince is born
It says here do you ever wish
That you were better informed
And it says here that we can only stop the rot
With a large dose of Law and Order
And a touch of the short sharp shock

If this does not reflect your view you should understand
That those who own the papers also own this land
And they'd rather you believe
In Coronation Street capers
In the war of circulation, it sells newspapers
Could it be an infringement
Of the freedom of the press
To print pictures of women in states of undress

When you wake up to the fact
That your paper is Tory
Just remember, there are two sides to every story
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George
 
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Reply Sat 7 Jul, 2007 06:56 pm
dyslexia wrote:
George wrote:
One of the most chilling pieces of poetry I've ever read.
Not one of my better days.

I sure as hell hope not.
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