Lazing On A Sunday Afternoon
Queen
I go out to work on Monday morning
Tuesday I go off to honeymoon
I'll be back again before it's time for sunnydown
I'll be lazing on a Sunday afternoon
Bicycling on every Wednesday evening
Thursday I go waltzing to the Zoo
I come from London town
I'm just an ordinary guy
Fridays I go painting in the Louvre
I'm bound to be proposing on a Saturday night
(There he goes again)
I'll be lazing on a Sunday lazing on a Sunday
Lazing on a Sunday afternoon
djjd
I love all things Johnny Cash, even if he occasionally strayed from the straight and narrow path.
Sleepless in Seattle just ended. I know it's a sappy film. Any film that starts off with the perfect wife dying has pathos written all over it. Let's throw some antique love songs in along with film clips from An Affair to Remember. Near the end Meg Ryan climbs out of her cab and runs not walks to the Empire State Building with music from that film playing in the background. As the film ends Jimmy Durante sings Make Someone Happy followed by Celine Dion singing When I Fall in Love. Well it did it. Made me want to want someone again.
Since I divorced five years ago I've not had a single date and I like it that way. I'm a natural loner. I know that the women wonder at the places where I sing or drink wonder why I always arrive alone and leave alone. Let them wonder. Not for me thank you. Nevertheless I still have to admit I like the film.
Sleepless In Seattle >> Make Someone Happy .. Jimmy Durante
Make someone happy,
Make just one someone happy;
Make just one heart the heart you sing to.
One smile that cheers you,
One face that lights when it nears you,
One girl you're ev'rything to.
Fame if you win it,
Comes and goes in a minute.
Where's the real stuff in life to cling to?
Love is the answer,
Someone to love is the answer.
Once you've found her, build your world around her.
Make someone happy,
Make just one someone happy,
And you will be happy, too.
Sleepless In Seattle >> When I Fall In Love .. Celine Dion
When I fall in love
It will be forever
Or I'll never fall in love
In a restless world
Like this is
Love is ended before it's begun
And too many
Moonlight kisses
Seem to cool in the warmth of the sun
When I give my heart
I give it completely
Or I'll never give my heart
And the moment I can feel that you feel that way too
Is when I fall in love with you
edgar and dj, Thank you so very much for holding down the fort called our studio here at WA2K.
See if you can guess this movie:
It opened with Hank Snow singing "I've Been Everywhere" and included "Night Train". It was a remake of an oldie with Jimmy Stewart.
Clue:
the title has to do with one of our posters in the vast audience of A2K.
dj, We all love Johnny Cash, vibrato and all. I also like Queen and remember their song that played behind The Highlander.
Bob, I missed your input. Isn't it strange how we synchronized again? I had forgotten the music to Sleepless in Seattle. Was Tom Hanks in that movie.
As for the song "When I Fall in Love", I know every word of that and love it.
When I fall in love,
It will be forever,
Or I'll never fall in love.
In a restless world like this is,
Love is ended before it's begun.
And too many moonlight kisses,
Star to fade in the warmth of the son.
When I give my heart,
It will be completely,
Or I'll never give my heart.
And the moment that I feel
You can feel that way, too.
Is when I fall in love,
With you.
A man can go anywhere he likes alone. Not so with a woman, or at least this woman, listeners, right?
some more weirdness from performance artist laurie anderson
New Jersey Turnpike
{It is against the rules and regulations of the New Jersey Turnpike Authority to drive in the wrong direction on the New Jersey Turnpike.
It is against the rules and regulations of the New Jersey Turnpike Authority to drive in the right direction in reverse on the New Jersey Turnpike.
It is against the rules and regulations of the New Jersey Turnpike Authority to drive herds of hooven animals on the New Jersey Turnpike.
It is against the rules and regulations of the New Jersey Turnpike Authority to drive vehicles with metal tires on the New Jersey Turnpike.
It is against the rules and regulations of the New Jersey Turnpike Authority to drive in the wrong direction on the entrance and exit ramps of the New Jersey Turnpike.
It is against the rules and regulations of the New Jersey Turnpike Authority to drive in the right direction in reverse on the entrance and exit ramps of the New Jersey Turnpike.
It is against the rules and regulations of the New Jersey Turnpike Authority to drive herds of hooven animals on the entrance and exit ramps of the New Jersey Turnpike.
It is against the rules and regulations of the New Jersey Turnpike Authority to drive vehicles with metal tires on the entrance and exit ramps of the New Jersey Turnpike.}
PETER: There was an old couple who decided to drive cross country in their car. Both of them were almost legally deaf. About ten miles away from home, the burglar alarm for their car door went off and got stuck in the "on" position. They drove all the way to San Francisco like this. You could hear them coming from three miles away.
The alarm didn't seem to bother the old woman at all. She thought it was sort of pleasant. Near Chicago, she said to her husband, "It sounds like faraway bees on a summer day." Her husband said, "What?"
LAURIE: You can read the signs. You've been on this road before. Do you want to go home? Do you want to go home now?
PETER: One of the major airlines used to run a kind of lottery, mostly to give passengers something to do while the plane was waiting in line on the runway. The stewardess would hand out lottery tickets and you peeled the sticker away. If you had the right combination of numbers, you won a free trip to Hawaii. If you didn't, you didn't win a free trip. The airline discontinued the game when there were too many complaints about the timing of the lottery. They said:
Our surveys tell us that our customers felt that waiting on the runway was the wrong time to play a game of chance.
LAURIE: In my dream, I am your costumer, and the costumer is always right.
PETER: He said, you know, to be _really_ safe you should always carry a bomb on an airplane. Because the chances of there being _one_ bomb on a plane are pretty small. But the chances of _two_ bombs are almost minuscule. So by carrying a bomb on a plane, the odds of your becoming a hostage or of getting blown up are astronomically reduced.
LAURIE: You're driving and you're talking to yourself and you say to yourself: Why these mountains? Why this sky? Why this road? This big town. This ugly train.
PETER: In our eyes. And in our wives' eyes. In our arms and (I might add) in our wives' arms.
LAURIE: How come people from the North are so well organized, industrious, pragmatic and--let's face it--preppy? And people from the South are so devil-may-care? Every man for himself.
PETER: I know this English guy who was driving around in the South. And he stopped for breakfast one morning somewhere in southeast Georgia. He saw "grits" on the menu. He'd never heard of grits so he asked the waitress, "What are grits, anyway?" She said, "Grits are fifty." He said, "Yes, but what _are_ they?" She said, "They're extra." He said, "Yes, I'll have the grits, please."
LAURIE: Over the river and through the woods. Let me see that map.
PETER: A sideshow. A smokescreen. A passing landscape.
LAURIE: I was living out in West Hollywood when the Hollywood Strangler was strangling women. He was strangling women all over town, but he was particularly strangling them in West Hollywood. Every night there was a panel discussion on TV about the strangler--speculations about his habits, his motives, his methods. One thing was clear about him: He only strangled women when they were alone, or with other women. The panel members would always end the show by saying, "Now, for all you women, listen, don't go outside without a man. Don't walk out to your car, don't even take out the garbage by yourself. Always go with a man." Then one of the eyewitnesses identified a policeman as one of the suspects. The next night, the chief of police was on the panel. He said, "Now, girls, whatever happens, do not stop for a police officer. Stay in your car. If a police officer tries to stop you, do not stop. Keep driving and under no circumstances should you get out of your car." For a few weeks, half the traffic in L.A. was doing twice the speed limit.
PETER: I remember when we were going into outer space. I remember when the President said we were going to look for things in outer space. And I remember the way the astronauts talked and the way everybody was watching because there was a chance that they would burn up on the launching pad or that the rocket would take off from Cape Canaveral and land in Fort Lauderdale five minutes later by mistake. And now we're not even trying to get _that_ far. Now it's more like the bus. Now it's more like they go up just high enough to get a good view. They aim the camera back down. They don't aim the camera up. And then they take pictures and come right back and develop them. That's what it's like now. Now that's what it's like.
LAURIE: Every time I hear a fire engine it seems like the trucks are running away from the fire. Not towards it. Not right into it. They seem like monsters in a panic--running away from the fire. Stampeding away from the fire. Not towards it. Not right into it.
PETER: In Seattle, the bus drivers were out on strike. One of the issues was their refusal to provide a shuttle service for citizens to designated host areas in the event of a nuclear attack on Seattle. The drivers said, "Look, Seattle will be a ghost town." They said, "It's a one-way trip to the host town, we're not driving back to that ghost town."
LAURIE: A city that repeats itself endlessly. Hoping that something will stick in its mind.
JOE: In our country, you're free and so you're born and so they say, "You're free," so happy birthday. And even if you were born to lose--even if you were a complete wreck when you were born--you might still grow up to be president ... because you're free.
GERALDINE: Today, you might be an average citizen ... a civilian ... a pedestrian ... But tomorrow you might be elected to some unexpected office--or sell your novel and suddenly become famous. Or you could get run over by a truck and your picture could get into the papers _that_ way. Because you're free and anything might happen ... so happy birthday.
JOE: Gee! All those lights and all those screens! The New York Experience is mind-boggling. I don't think I've ever seen that many screens and I'll probably come again ... It was really amazing, mind-boggling.
GERALDINE: You're walking and you don't always realize it but you're always falling at the same time. With each step you fall forward. Over and over, you're falling and then catching yourself from falling ... And this is how you can be walking and falling at the same time.
JOE: Look! Over there! It's a real dog ... and it's really talking
GERALDINE: I wanted you and I was looking for you ... but I couldn't find you. I wanted you and I was looking for you all day ... but I couldn't find you.
JOE: Well, I paid my money, and I've got this funny feeling that somehow--you know--it's not what I paid my money for. I mean I _paid_ my money and I just don't think this is what I paid my money--you know--what I paid my money for.
GERALDINE: No one has ever looked at me like this before ... no one has ever _stared_ at me for so long like this ... This is the first time anyone has ever looked at me like this ... stared at me like this for such a long time ... for so long.
JOE: Well, he didn't know what to do so he just decided to watch the government and see what the government was doing and then kind of scale it down to size--and run his life that way.
GERALDINE: She said the hardest thing to teach her three-year-old kid was what was alive and what wasn't. The phone rings and she holds it out to her kid and says, "It's Grandma. Talk to Grandma." But she's holding a piece of plastic. And the kid says to herself: "Wait a minute. Is the phone alive? Is the TV alive? What about that radio? What is alive in this room and what doesn't have life?" Unfortunately, she doesn't know how to ask these questions.
JOE: We were in a large room. Full of people. All kinds. And they had arrived at the same time. And they were all free and they were all asking themselves the same question: What is behind that curtain? They were all free. And they were all wondering what would happen next.
GERALDINE: This is the time and this is the record of the time.
Beginning French
Lately, I've been doing a lot of concerts in French. Unfortunately, I don't speak French. I memorize it. I mean, my mouth is moving but I don't understand what I'm saying.
It's like sitting at the breakfast table and it's early in the morning and you're not quite awake. And you're just sitting there eating cereal and sort of staring at the writing on the box--not reading it exactly, just more or less looking at the words. And suddenly, for some reason, you snap to attention, and you realize that what you're reading is what you're eating ... but by then it's much too late.
After doing these concerts in French, I usually had the temporary illusion that I could actually speak French, but as soon as I walked out on the street, and someone asked me simple directions, I realized I couldn't speak a single word. As a result of this inadequacy, I found that the people I had the most rapport with were the babies. And one of the things I noticed about these babies was that they were apparently being used as some kind of traffic testers. Their mothers would be pushing them along in their strollers--and they would come to a busy street with lots of parked cars--and the mother can't see what the traffic is like because of all the parked cars--so she just sort of edges the stroller out into the street and cranes her head out afterwards. And the most striking thing about this is the expression on these babies' faces as they sit there in the middle of traffic, stranded, banging those little gavels they've all got and they can't even speak English.
Do you know what I mean?
Talkshow
During the newspaper strike, the networks asked the writers to read their columns on TV. The writers weren't actors, they did all the wrong things they squinted into the ... lights, wore rumpled! clothes and used BIG WORDS, the signs for the deaf were getting more and more obscure with lots of qualifying phrases and ... uh ... awkward ... pauses so the producers kept saying:
OK! Buzz words only!
Two syllables tops
Let X = X
I met this guy-- and he looked like he might have been a hat check clerk at an ice rink--
which, in fact, he turned out to be--
And I said: Oh boy! Right _again_!
Let x = x.
you know, it could be you.
It's a sky-blue sky.
Satellites are out tonight.
let x = x.
You know, I could write a book-- and this book would be thick enough to stun an ox.
Cause I can see the future--and it's a place ... about 70 miles east of here--where it's lighter.
Linger on over here.
Got the time?
let x = x.
I got this postcard and it read, it said: Dear Amigo ... Dear Pardner--
Listen--I just wanted to say thanks. So ... thanks.
Thanks for all the presents.
Thanks for introducing me to the Chief.
Thanks for putting on the feedbag. Thanks for going all out--
Thanks for showing me your Swiss Army knife.
Oh and uh ... thanks for letting me autograph your cast.
Hugs + kisses --
XXXOOOO
Oh yeah. P.S.
I ... I feel--feel like--I am--in a burning building--
And I gotta go.
Cause I--I feel--feel like--I'm in a burning building--
And I gotta go.
It's a sky-blue sky.
Satellites are out tonight.
let x = x.
You know, I could write a book.
Cause I can see the future--and it's a place about 70 miles west of here--where it's darker
Linger on over here.
Got the time?
Your eyes. It's a day's work looking into them.
Your eyes. It's a day's work just looking into them.
Language is a Virus from Outer Space (--William S. Burroughs)
I saw this guy on the train, and he seemed to have gotten stuck in one of those abstract trances, and he was going ugh ... ugh ... ugh ... And Geraldine said: You know, I think he's in some kind of _pain_ ... I think it's a pain cry. And I said: If that's a pain cry, then language ... is a virus ... from outer space ...
Well I was feeling really rotten the other day, I was feeling washed up .... and I said to myself: I know what I'm going to do--I'm going to take myself out. So I went to the park and I sat down and I said: Boy is this fun. I'm really having fun now. I can't remember having this much fun before ... And then this little _dog_ ran up, and this dog had ears like a drop-leaf table, and I said: Boy is this ever fun ...
Well I was talking to a friend the other day, and I was saying: I wanted you ... and I was looking for you ... but I couldn't find you. And he said: _Hey_ ... are you talking to me ... or are you just practicing for one of those performances of yours?
You know, I don't believe there's such a thing as the Japanese language. I mean, they don't even know how to write. They just draw pictures of these little characters, and when they talk, they just make sounds that more or less synch up with their lips. That's what I think ....
Well I walked uptown and I saw a sign that said: Today's lecture Big Science and Little Men. So I walked in and there were all these salesmen and a big pile of electronics. And they were singing: Phase Lock Loop. Neurological Bonding. Video Disc. They were singing: We're gonna link you up. They were saying: We're gonna phase you in. They said: Let's look at it this way--Picture a Christmas tree with lots of little sparkly lights, and each light is totally separate, but they're all sort of hanging off the same wire. Get the picture? And I said: Count me out. And they said: We've got your number. And I said: Count me out. You gotta count me out.
dj, I love it! If you ask me, you just wrote a book. I am laughing at that conversation between Joe and Geraldine. Sounds just like I do when I talk to myself.
So typical, those laws that dj cited. Shall we make some laws here, folks?
l. Make certain that the mike is on when you talk.
2. Make certain that you don't use the mother of all bad words. (there's a bunch of 'em)
3. Makes certain that you don't hit that switch. The entire place will go.
Any others?
Don't plant your sleeping bag under a tree-full of crows.
don't eat the yellow snow
Folks who live in glass houses should know how to pop a champagne cork.
Well, folks, there may be only four of us on duty at the moment, but we are beginning to sound like a million.
"I got a million of 'em" Wasn't that Jimmy Durante's famous line?
We'll now have a brief pause to catch our breath.
Drink upstream from the cattle or gorses.
I like gorses better, Bob. It sounds so mythological.
The gorse swept down from it's perch on the spire of the cathedral
swooping up the yellow snow than rinsing his pointed nose in the water just downstream from the cattle.
Looking over at a gnarled tree full of crows, he spied a man tucked in a sleeping bag, oblivious to everything. The gorse flapped his bat like wings and shook his head in disbelief. "What a dork," he thought to himself. As he flew off into the night, he spied a shattered glass house and wondered what manner of man would live in a glass house and not have a cork screw. "Nothing to worry about here", he snorted, and off he flew toward Greece to seek out a wooden horse.
(one to many ampersands)
MISS YOU
The Rolling Stones
(Jagger/Richards)
I've been holding out so long
I've been sleeping all alone
Lord I miss you
I've been hanging on the phone
I've been sleeping all alone
I want to kiss you
Oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh
Oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh
Oooh oooh oooh
Oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh
Oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh
Oooh oooh oooh oooh
Well, I've been haunted in my sleep
You've been staring in my dreams
Lord I miss you
I've been waiting in the hall
Been waiting on your call
When the phone rings
It's just some friends of mine that say
"Hey, what's the matter man?
We're gonna come around at twelve
With some Puerto Rican girls that are just dyin' to meet you
We're gonna bring a case of wine
Hey, let's go mess and fool around
You know, like we used to"
Aaah Aaah Aaah Aaah Aaah Aaah Aaah
Aaah Aaah Aaah Aaah Aaah Aaah Aaah
Aaah Aaah Aaah Aaah
Oh, everybody waits so long
Oh, baby why you wait so long
Won't you come on! Come on!
I've been walking Central Park
Singing after dark
People think I'm crazy
I've been stumbling on my feet
Shuffling through the street
Asking people, "What's the matter with you boy?"
Sometimes I want to say to myself
Sometimes I say
Oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh
Oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh
Oooh oooh oooh
Oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh
Oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh
I won't miss you child
I guess I'm lying to myself
It's just you and no one else
Lord, I won't miss you child
You've been blotting out my mind
Fooling on my time
No, I won't miss you, baby, yeah
Lord, I miss you child
Aaah Aaah Aaah Aaah Aaah Aaah Aaah
Aaah Aaah Aaah Aaah Aaah Aaah Aaah
Aaah Aaah Aaah Aaah
Lord, I miss you child
Aaah Aaah Aaah Aaah Aaah Aaah Aaah
Aaah Aaah Aaah Aaah Aaah Aaah Aaah
Aaah Aaah Aaah Aaah
Lord, I miss you child
Aaah Aaah Aaah Aaah Aaah Aaah Aaah
Aaah Aaah Aaah Aaah Aaah Aaah Aaah
Aaah Aaah Aaah Aaah
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Haunted in your sleep, edgar?
You've been talkin' in your sleep.
Talking in Your Sleep - Crystal Gayle
Three o'clock in the mornin'
And it looks like it's gonna be
Another sleepless night
I've been listenin' to your dreams
And gettin' very low
Wond'rin' what I can do
Maybe I'm bein' foolish
'Cause I haven't heard you mention
Anybody's name at all
How I wish I could be sure
It's me that turns you on
Each time you close your eyes
I've heard it said that dreamers never lie
(Chorus:)
You've been talkin' in your sleep
Sleepin' in your dreams
With some sweet lover
Holdin' on so tight
Lovin' her the way
You used to love me
Talkin' in your sleep
With lovin' on your mind
(Repeat 2nd verse & chorus)
You've been talkin' in your sleep
The other songs from Sleepless in Seattle.
As Time Goes By .. Jimmy Durante
You must remember this,
a kiss is still a kiss,
A sigh is just a sigh,
The fundamental things apply,
as time goes by.
And when two lovers woo,
they still say "I love you,"
on that you can rely,
No matter what the future brings,
as time goes by.
Moonlight and love songs,
never out of date,
Hearts full of passion,
jealousy and hate,
Woman needs man, and man must have his mate,
there's no one can deny.
It's still the same old story,
a fight for love and glory,
A case of do or die,
The world will always welcome lovers,
as time goes by.
A Kiss To Build A Dream On .. Louis Armstrong
Gimme a kiss to build a dream on
And my imagination
Will thrive upon that kiss
Sweetheart, I ask no more than this
A Kiss to build a dream on
Give me a kiss before you leave me
and my imagination
will feed my hungry heart
Leave me one thing before we part
A kiss to build a dream on
When I'm alone with my fancies
I'll be with you
Weaving romances
Making believe they're true
Oh, gimme your lips for just a moment
and my imagination
will make that moment live
Give me what you alone can give
A kiss to build a dream on
Gimme a kiss to build a dream on
And my imagination
Will thrive upon that kiss
Sweetheart, I ask no more than this
A Kiss to build a dream on
Give me a kiss before you leave me
and my imagination
will feed my hungry heart
Leave me one thing before we part
A kiss to build a dream on
When I'm alone with my fancies
I'll be with you
Weaving romances
Making believe they're true
Oh, gimme your lips for just a moment
and my imagination
will make that moment live
Give me what you alone can give
A kiss to build a dream on
Stardust .. Nat King Cole
And now the purple dusk of twilight time
Steals across the meadows of my heart
High up in the sky the little stars climb
Always reminding me that we're apart
You wander down the lane and far away
Leaving me a song that will not die
Love is now the stardust of yesterday
The music of the years gone by
Sometimes I wonder why I spend
The lonely night dreaming of a song
The melody haunts my reverie
And I am once again with you
When our love was new
And each kiss an inspiration
But that was long ago
Now my consolation
Is in the stardust of a song
Beside a garden wall
When stars are bright
You are in my arms
The nightingale tells his fairy tale
A paradise where roses bloom
Though I dream in vain
In my heart it will remain
My stardust melody
The memory of love's refrain
Makin' Whoopee .. Rickie Lee Jones
Another bride, another June
Another sunny honeymoon
Another season, another reason
For makin' whoopee
A lot of shoes, a lot of rice
The groom is nervous, he answers twice
It's really killin' that he's so willin' to make whoopee
Picture a little love nest
Down where the roses cling
Picture the same sweet love nest
And think what a year can bring
He's washin dishes and baby clothes
He's so ambitious he even sews
But don't forget folks,
That's what you get folks, for makin' whoopee
In The Wee Small Hours Of The Morning .. Carly Simon
When the sun is high in the afternoon sky
You can always find something to do
But from dusk till dawn as the clock ticks on
Something happens to you
In the wee small hours of the morning
While the whole wide world is fast asleep
You lie awake and think about the boy
And never ever think of counting sheep
When your lonely heart has learned its lesson
You'd be his if only he'd call
In the wee small hours of the morning
That's the time you miss him most of all
When your lonely heart has learned its lesson
You'd be his if only he'd call
In the wee small hours of the morning
That's the time you miss him most of all
Back In The Saddle Again .. Gene Autry
I'm back in the saddle again
Out where a friend is a friend
Where the longhorn cattle feed
On the lowly gypsum weed
Back in the saddle again
Ridin' the range once more
Totin' my old .44
Where you sleep out every night
And the only law is right
Back in the saddle again
Whoopi-ty-aye-oh
Rockin' to and fro
Back in the saddle again
Whoopi-ty-aye-yay
I go my way
Back in the saddle again
I'm back in the saddle again
Out where a friend is a friend
Where the longhorn cattle feed
On the lowly gypsum weed
Back in the saddle again
Ridin' the range once more
Totin' my old .44
Where you sleep out every night
And the only law is right
Back in the saddle again
Whoopi-ty-aye-oh
Rockin' to and fro
Back in the saddle again
Whoopi-ty-aye-yay
I go my way
Back in the saddle again
Bye Bye Blackbird .. Joe Cocker
Pack up all my cares and woes
feeling low here I go
Bye Bye blackbird
Where somebody waits for me
sugar sweet so is she
Bye Bye Blackbird
No one seems to love or understand me
and all the hard luck stories they keep handing me
where somebody shines the light
I'll be coming on home tonight
Bye Bye Blackbird
Nobody seems to love or understand me
and all the hard luck stories they keep on handing me
where somebody shines the light
I'm coming on home tonight
Bye Bye Blackbird
A Wink And A Smile .. Harry Connick Jr.
I remember the days
Of just keeping time
Of hanging around
In sleepy towns forever.
Back roads empty for miles.
Well, you can't have a dream
And cut it to fit
But when I saw you, I knew
We'd go together
Like a wink and a smile.
Leave your old Jalopy
By the railroad track
We'll get a hip double dip
Tip-toppy two-seat Pontiac
So you can rev her up
Don't go slow
It's only green lights and alrights
Let's go together
With a wink and a smile
Give me a wink and a smile
We go together like a wink and a smile
Now my heart is music
Such a simple song
Sing it again, the notes never end
This is where I belong
Just the sound in your voice
The light in your eyes
We're so far away from yesterday
Together with a wink and a smile
We go together like a wink and a smile
Stand By Your Man .. Tammy Wynette
Sometimes its hard to be a woman
Giving all your love to just one man
You'll have bad times
And he'll have good times
Doing things that you don't understand
But if you love him you'll forgive him
Even though he's hard to understand
And if you love him
Oh be proud of him
'Cause after all he's just a man
Stand by your man
Give him two arms to cling to
And something warm to come to
When nights are cold and lonely
Stand by your man
And tell the world you love him
Keep giving all the love you can
Stand by your man
Stand by your man
And show the world you love him
Keep giving all the love you can
Stand by your man
Wow! Not one of you discographers has guessed my movie by the soundtrack.
Well, listeners, McTag will know it cause he likes James Brown and "Night Train" was one of his get down songs.
Sooooo, Bob, red delicious? Hmmmm, what about little green apples?
(B. Russel)
[Recorded November 13, 1968, Hollywod]
And I wake up in the morning, with my hair down in my eyes,
And she says hi, and I stumble to the breakfast table,
While the kids are going off to school goodbye.
And she reaches out and takes my hand,
Squeezes it, says, how you feelin' hon?
And I look across at smiling lips that warm my heart and see my morning sun.
And if that's not lovin' me, then all I've got to say.
God didn't make little green apples
And it don't rain in Indianapolis in the summertime.
There's no such thing as Dr. Zeuss, Disneyland, and Mother Goose no nurs'ry rhyme.
God didn't make little green apples
And it don't rain in Indianapolis when the winter comes.
There's no such thing as make-believe, puppy dogs, and autumn leaves and B.B. guns.
Sometimes I call her up at home knowing she's busy
And ask if she could get away and meet me, and grab a bite to eat.
And she drops what she's doin' and hurries down to meet me, and I'm always late.
But she sits, waiting patiently and smiles when she first sees me
Cause she's made that way and if that's not lovin' me
Then all I've got to say.
