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"Mama Don't Allow"

Well, Mama don't allow no coffin bass round here
Well, Mama don't allow no coffin bass round here
Well, we don't give a damn what Mama don't allow
Gonna play that coffin anyhow
Mama don't allow no coffin bass round here
Slap that bass for me!

Well, Mama don't allow no hound drums playin' round here
Well, Mama don't allow no hound drums playin' round here
Well, we don't give a damn what Mama don't allow
Gonna play those hound drums anyhow
Mama don't allow no hound drums playin' round here
Play those hound drums now!

Well, Mama don't allow no guitar playin' round here
Well, Mama don't allow no guitar playin' round here
Well, we don't give a damn what Mama don't allow
Gonna play that banjo anyhow
Mama don't allow no guitar playin' round here
All right, go for it!

Well, Daddy don't allow no psychobilly round here
Well, Daddy don't allow no psychobilly round here
Well, we don't give a damn what Daddy don't allow
Gonna play that psycho anyhow
Daddy don't allow no psychobilly round here
This is for you, Daddy!

Well, Roy don't allow no psychobilly round here
Well, Roy don't allow no psychobilly round here
Well, we don't give a damn what Roy don't allow
Gonna play that psycho anyhow
Roy don't allow no psychobilly round here

Well, Mama should allow we all to say goodbye
Well, Mama should allow we all to say goodbye
Well, we're gonna do what Mama don't allow
We're gonna say goodbye and twist and shout
Mama's gonna allow us all to say goodbye
Goodbye!

God's Hotel

Listen to song
Everybody got a room
Everybody got a room
Everybody got a room
In God's Hotel.
Everybody got a room.
Well you'll never see a sign hanging on the door
Sayin 'No vacancies anymore'.

Everybody got wings
Everybody got wings
Everybody got wings
In God's Hotel.
Everybody got wings.
You'll never see a sign hanging on the door
Sayin 'At no time may both feet leave the floor'

Everybody got a harp
Everybody got a harp
Everybody got a harp
In God's Hotel.
Everybody got a harp.
You'll never see a sign hanging on the wall
Sayin 'No harps allowed in the hotel at all'.

Everybody got a cloud
Everybody got a cloud
Everybody got a cloud
In God's Hotel.
Everybody got a cloud.
You'll never see a sign hanging on the wall
Sayin 'Smoking and drinking will be thy downfall'.

Everybody hold a hand
Everybody hold a hand
Everybody hold a hand
In God's Hotel.
Everybody hold a hand.
You'll never see a sign hung up above your door
'No visitors allowed in rooms, By law!'

Everybody's halo shines
Everybody's halo shines
Everybody's halo shines
In God's Hotel.
Everybody's halo lookin' fine.
You won't see a sign staring at you from the wall
Sayin 'Lights out! No burnin the midnight oil!'

Everybody got credit
Everybody got credit
Everybody got credit
In God's Hotel.
Everybody got good credit.
You'll never see a sign stuck on the cash-box drawer
Sayin 'Credit tommorow!!' or 'Want credit?!? Haw, haw haw!!'

Everybody is blind
Everybody is blind
Everybody is blind
In God's Hotel.
Everybody is blind.
You'll never see a sign on the front door
'No red skins. No Blacks. And that means you, baw!'

Everybody is deaf
Everybody is deaf
Everybody is deaf
In God's Hotel.
Everybody is deaf.
You'll never find a sign peeling off the bar-room wall
'Though shalt not blaspheme, cuss, holler or bawl'.

Everybody is dumb
Everybody is dumb
Everybody is dumb
In God's Hotel.
Everybody is dumb.
So you'll never see on the visiting-room wall
'Though shalt not blaspheme, cuss, holler or bawl'.

Everybody got Heaven
Everybody got Heaven
Everybody got Heaven
In God's Hotel.
Everybody got Heaven.
So you'll never see scribbled on the bathroom wall
'Let Rosy get ya Heaven, dial 686-8441'

I will be leaving going tomorrow to go on a sea cruise, under sail, from Cherbourg, northern France, to Newcastle, in the north-east of England.
This will take about seven days, so I will be "all at sea" until then.

Do you know "Sea Fever" by John Masefield? It starts

"I must go down to the seas again,
To the lonely sea and the sky
And all I ask is a tall ship
And a star to steer her by...*

A favourite poem by one of our Poets Laureate. And that's where the phrase "The Tall Ships" comes from.

So, adieu. I am, for a short time at least, bound for "the vagrant gypsy life, To the gulls' way and the whales' way, Where the wind's like a whetted knife..."

Ah, Cherbourg, lived there for a couple of weeks for three times on a ship :wink:
[And my father three years as POW]


Frida Boccara
Cherbourg avait raison


--------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Quand Cherbourg nous a vus
Arriver sur le port
Ta main serrant la mienne
Ah le regard perdu
Il a dû dire encore
En voilà deux qui s'aiment
En voilà deux qui s'aiment
En voilà deux de plus

En voilà deux de plus
Qui brûleront leur cœur
Au feu de la Saint-Jean
Quand aura disparu
Cet insolent bonheur
Qui fait rire les gens
Qui fait rire les gens
Qu'ils croisent dans la rue

Mais Cherbourg a ouvert
Pour nous fêter quand même
Sa grande ombrelle bleue
Et le vent de la mer
Giflant les écoutilles
A cueilli pour nous deux
Des parfums de vanille

Quand Cherbourg nous a vus
Arriver sur le port
Ta main serrant la mienne
Ah le regard perdu
Il a dû dire encore
En voilà deux qui s'aiment
En voilà deux qui s'aiment
En voilà deux de plus

Qu'au tournant des maisons
Le soleil a brillé
Sur toutes les façades
Un air d'accordéon
Venu du monde entier
Nous a donné l'aubade
Nous a donné l'aubade
Comme à des mariés

Comme à des mariés
Emportant leur amour
Au creux des voiles blanches
Pour aller voyager
Au pays sans retour
Des cent mille dimanches
Des cent mille dimanches
Qui font l'éternité

Mais notre goélette
Malgré ses airs de fête
N'a pas quitté le port
Notre amour est resté
Tout seul au bout du quai
De peur de s'embarquer
Et moi j'en pleure encore

Cherbourg avait raison
Cherbourg avait raison
De nous fêter quand même
Avec ses cargaisons
De coups d'accordéon
Et de coups de sirène
Il n'a pas tant d'amours
Qui en vaillent la peine

Cherbourg avait raison
Cherbourg avait raison


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They've planned a nice program for McTag's stay, btw :wink:


Fair winds all the way, a good breeze and always "six inches water under the keel" as we say in German ['eine handbreit Wasser untern'm Kile'] :wink:

Have a good, and safe trip McTag.

Linda Ronstadt
From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia.

Linda Maria Ronstadt (born July 15, 1946) is an American singer.

Born in Tucson, Arizona to a German-Mexican father and a Dutch-English mother, Linda Ronstadt began her career in the mid 1960s singing in Los Angeles, California clubs with the folk-rock group, the Stone Poneys. She scored her first hit single in 1967, as singer for the Stone Poneys, with the song "Different Drum," written by Monkees member Michael Nesmith.

Her first solo hit single came in 1970, with the country rock crossover single, "Long Long Time." She achieved her greatest commercial success during the 1970s, with a string of platinum albums, as she branched out from the earlier country rock sound to include more conventional rock, often covering early classics from the 1950s and early 1960s.

Her breakthrough year was 1974, when she released a series of hits beginning with the single "You're No Good", followed by "When Will I Be Loved", "Heat Wave", "That'll Be the Day", and "It's So Easy". She hit #1 on the Billboard magazine charts with her 1974 album Heart Like a Wheel, and followed that up with the #1 albums Simple Dreams in 1977 and Living in the U.S.A. in 1978. In 1980 she released an album of new wave covers of such artists as Elvis Costello and The Cretones, an album which continued her streak of hits with "Hurt So Bad," "How Do I Make You," and "I Can't Let Go."

Throughout this period Ronstadt was perhaps the leading female sex symbol in rock music, reaching the peak of attention in 1976 when Rolling Stone published an alluring collection of photographs taken by Annie Leibovitz. Ronstadt later said that she had mixed and troubled feelings about this level of attention. [1] Ronstadt gained further general media focus when she dated Jerry Brown, then Governor of California, in the late 1970s.

In addition to pop-rock hits such as her popular version of the Roy Orbison hit, "Blue Bayou", and duets with Aaron Neville that received much critical acclaim, her long singing career has been filled with an eclectic mix of recordings, including Big Band sounds, Mexican canciones, an album of old-time country music, an album of Latin music, and an album of rock classics redone as lullabies. Her recording of three albums of pop standards with Nelson Riddle helped spark a revival of that form among younger audiences in the early-mid 1980s.

After appearing in the Broadway play, in 1983 she co-starred with Kevin Kline and Angela Lansbury in The Pirates of Penzance, a motion picture based on a Gilbert and Sullivan operetta.

In 1987, Ronstadt, Dolly Parton and Emmylou Harris released their long-awaited "Trio" album, which they first conceived ten years earlier, to critical acclaim. The album won a Grammy and spawned four top-ten country singles. (They followed it up with a second album, "Trio 2" in 1999.)

Showing her versatility yet again, in 1996 Ronstadt released Dedicated to the One I Love, an album of children's music. In a career spanning four decades, she has recorded more than forty albums, her latest a return to her roots in pop-rock ballads.

On July 18, 2004, during a performance at the Aladdin Casino in Las Vegas, Ronstadt praised Michael Moore and his documentary film Fahrenheit 9/11. It was reported that some members of the audience walked out, tore down posters, threw drinks, and demanded she be removed from the stage. Initial reports were that Aladdin president Bill Timmins escorted her out of the premises without having a chance to go to her hotel suite to obtain her property, and vowed that, as long as he was running the casino, she would no longer be welcome. At the same time, it was reported that the angry shouts and boos were overpowered by cheers and people clapping. However, Ronstadt says that the media reports were inaccurate. She was not aware of anyone throwing drinks, was not escorted off the premises, and it wasn't until later that she learned Aladdin's management was angry. "I didn't know they were mad at me until we were gone, and I didn't know what they were mad at me about until about an hour later, when apparently they called up one of the people that was traveling with us and went, 'She's talking about Michael Moore, and this is a place for entertainment, not politics,'" Ronstadt said. Ronstadt had previously been quoted in the Las Vegas Review-Journal that she was not fond of playing in Vegas, and hoped that she would annoy them enough to not ask her back.

The Aladdin is undergoing bankruptcy proceedings, however, and Robert Earl, CEO of Planet Hollywood, the corporation which will be taking controlling interest of the Aladdin when it emerges from bankruptcy protection, was quoted as saying that he would like to take Moore up on the film maker's offer to join Ronstadt on the Aladdin stage to sing "America the Beautiful".

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Linda_Ronstadt

Different Drum

written by Michael Nesmith
© Screen Gems-EMI Music Inc. (BMI)

Linda Ronstadt

You and I travel to the beat of a different drum
Oh can't you tell by the way I run
Every time you make eyes at me
Wo-oh

You cry and moan and say it will work out
But honey child I've got my doubts
You can't see the forest for the trees

Oh don't get me wrong
It's not that I knock it
It's just that I am not in the market
For a boy who wants to love only me

Yes, and I ain't saying you ain't pretty
All I'm saying is I'm not ready
For any person place or thing
To try and pull the reins in on me

So good-bye I'll be leaving
I see no sense in this crying and grieving
We'll both live a lot longer
If you live without me

Oh don't get me wrong
It's not that I knock it
It's just that I am not in the market
For a boy who wants to love only me

Yes, and I ain't saying you ain't pretty
All I'm saying is I'm not ready
For any person place or thing
To try and pull the reins in on me

So good-bye I'll be leaving
I see no sense in this crying and grieving
We'll both live a lot longer
If you live without me

Good morning, WA2K radio.

edgar, without a doubt, Homer and Jethro did the funniest parodies on songs. They kept everyone laughing and it was decided that a song really wasn't a hit unless they made fun of it.

Thanks to everyone for the great contributions that keep our radio on the air. Dumb Letty stayed up too late last night watching Rose Red, an adaptation of the Stephen King book.

McTag, you have a wonderful cruise and take lots of dramamine. <smile>

Walter, you will have to translate that song for our listeners, and as you may have noticed, Bob has featured Linda R. in his bio this morning.

dj, once again, you have provided us with wonderful songs that I know our listeners have enjoyed.

Hey, colorbook. I love that tune. Thanks gal.

Well, we have a dedication to Kicky called in by some Italian babe from Canada. <smile>

Sunshine Band - Please Don't Go Lyrics

(H.W. CASEY and R. FINCH)
I love you
Yeah
Babe, I love you so
I want you to know
That I'm going to miss your love
The minute you walk out that door
(Chorus)
So please don't go
Don't go
Don't go away
Please don't go
Don't go
I'm begging you to stay
If you leave
At least in my lifetime
I've had one dream come true
I was blessed to be loved
By someone as wonderful as you
(Chorus)
Hey, hey, hey
Yeah
Babe, I love you so
I, I want yo to know
That I'm going to miss your love
The minute you walk out that door
So please don't go
Don't go
Don't go away
Hey, hey, hey
I need your love
I'm down on my knees
Beggin' please, please, please
Don't go
Don't you hear me baby
please don't go
Don't leave me now
Oh, no, no, no, no
Please don't go
I want you to know
That I, I, I, love you so
Don't leave me baby
Please don't go

Frankly, folks. I have never heard KC and the Sunshine Band, but the song does fit our Kicky, no?

Good Morning and best wishes for a wonderful day to all:

July 15 Birthdays:

1553 - Archduke Ernest of Austria (d. 1595)
1573 - Inigo Jones, English architect (d. 1652)
1606 - Rembrandt, Dutch artist (d. 1669)
1631 - Jens Juel, Danish diplomat (d. 1700)

1779 - Clement Clarke Moore, American educator, author, and poet (d. 1863) He is remembered for the well-known poem "A Visit from St. Nicholas," which begins " 'Twas the night before Christmas"; it was first published anonymously in the Troy Sentinel in 1823. Recent computer-aided scholarship has cast considerable doubt on Moore's authorship of the poem.

1796 - Thomas Bulfinch, American mythologist (d. 1796)
1808 - Henry Edward Cardinal Manning, English Catholic archbishop (d. 1892)
1812 - James Hope-Scott, English barrister (d. 1873)
1848 - Vilfredo Pareto, Italian economist and sociologist (d. 1923)
1850 - Mother Cabrini, Italian-born Roman Catholic saint ([[d. 1917)
1865 - Alfred Charles William Northcliffe, newspaper publisher
1870 - Vladimir Dmitrievich Nabokov, Russian publisher and politician, (Lolita, Ada) (d. 1922)

1871 - Kunikida Doppo, Japanese writer (d. 1908)
1892 - Walter Benjamin, German literary critic and writer (d. 1940)
1899 - Sean F. Lemass, Irish leader (d. 1971)
1902 - Jean Rey, Belgian politician and President of the European Commission {d. 1983)
1914 - Hammond Innes, English writer (d. 1998)
1918 - Bertram N. Brockhouse, Canadian physicist, Nobel Prize laureate (d. 2003)
1919 - Iris Murdoch, English writer , (Severed Head) (d. 1999)
1922 - Leon M. Lederman, American physicist, Nobel Prize laureate
1923 - Philip Carey, American actor (movies and Asa Buchanan on soap, One Life to Live)
1926 - Leopoldo Galtieri, Argentine dictator (d. 2003)
1926 - Driss Chraïbi, Moroccan author
1927 - Nan Clow Martin, actress
1928 - Carl Woese, American microbiologist
1930 - Jacques Derrida, French philosopher (d. 2004)
1930 - Stephen Smale, American mathematician

1931 - Clive Cussler, American author , (Raise the Titanic, The Sea Hunters) (internationally recognized authority on shipwrecks and the founder of the National Underwater & Marine Agency (NUMA®), a 501C3 non-profit organization that dedicates itself to preserving maritime and naval history. )

1933 - Julian Bream, English guitarist and lutenist
1933 - Guido Crepax, Italian comics artist (d. 2003)
1934 - Harrison Birtwistle, English composer
1934 - Risto Jarva, Finnish filmmaker (d. 1977)

1935 - Diahann Carroll, American actress/ singer ( Paris Blues, Hurry Sundown, Carmen Jones, Porgy and Bess (TV series - Julia)

1942 - Mil Mascaras, Mexican professional wrestler
1944 - Millie Jackson, singer
1945 - Jürgen Möllemann, German politician (d. 2003)
1946 - Linda Ronstadt, American singer
1949 - Carl Bildt, Swedish politician
1949 - Trevor Horn, English musician
1951 - Jesse Ventura, professional wrestler and Governor of Minnesota
1953 - Jean-Bertrand Aristide, President of Haiti
1953 - John Denham, British politician
1956 - Ian Curtis, British musician, singer and lyricist (Joy Division) (d. 1980)
1956 - Barry Melrose, Canadian hockey player, coach, and commentator
1956 - Marky Ramone, American musician (The Ramones)
1958 - Mac Thornberry, American politician
1961 - Forest Whitaker, American actor (Platoon, Bird, The Crying Game)
1961 - Scott Ritter, UNSCOM weapons inspector in Iraq
1966 - Irène Jacob, French-born Swiss actress
1968 - Eddie Griffin, American actor
1968 - Stan Kirsch, American actor
1970 - Chi Cheng, American musician
1971 - John Dolmayan, Lebanese-born drummer (System of a Down)
1973 - Brian Austin Green, American actor

Just went through Walter's program that is planned for the McTags. Sounds delightful. (I guess) My friend from Virginia Beach told me that they enjoyed their cruise, but once was enough.

Strange news item:


Trojan horses gallop into networks
Published: July 7, 2005, 5:24 PM PDT
By Dan Ilett
Special to CNET News.com

An outbreak of Trojan horse programs is hitting networks around the world, an e-mail security company has warned.

MessageLabs said it has blocked 54,000 copies of new Downloader Trojans since 6 p.m. PDT on Wednesday.

"They are pretty run of the mill--they use e-mail subjects that have been used before," Alex Shipp, a senior antivirus technologist at MessageLabs, said. "But we're detecting them from all over the place."





The e-mails, which contain the Trojan horse programs Downloader.abc and Downloader.xz, purport to be spam reports from an IT administrator. The messages ask people to run an attached file to prevent their e-mail account from being shut down. MessageLabs said people could be fooled into opening the attachments. When they are run, they open a backdoor on the infected computer for hackers to use.

MessageLabs said in a statement that both Trojans have the same e-mail characteristics. It rated the outbreak level as "high."

The message carrying the Trojans reads:

"Your e-mail account was used to send a huge amount of unsolicited spam messages during the recent week. If you could please take 5-10 minutes out of your online experience and confirm the attached document so you will not run into any future problems with the online service.

"If you choose to ignore our request, you leave us no choice but to cancel your membership.

"Virtually yours, Network Administrator Team"

Dan Ilett of Silicon.com reported from London

The reason that I say strange, listeners, is because the item wouldn't work as I tried to continue the story for all here.

Good morning, Raggedy. Thanks so much for the celeb updates.

Diahann Carroll is a beautiful woman, isn't she.

My word, listeners, I have a paper back of Bullfinch's Mythology, but it's buried somewhere in my garage among other things that I haven't had the nerve nor the will to trash. Edith Hamilton is another good reference for myths. Just found that one with a silver fish bookmarking the pages.

Well, folks, it's really quiet here and the sky promises a clear day:

Artist: Lyrics
Song: ON A CLEAR DAY Lyrics

Why, Letty, you're a bloody miracle...
Could anyone among us have an inkling or a clue
What magic feats or wizardry and voodoo you can do?"
And who would ever guess what powers you possess
And who would not be stunned to see you prove
There's more to us than surgeons can remove
So much more than we ever knew
So much more were we born to do
Should you draw back the curtain, this I am certain
You'll be impressed with you
DAISY
Well, so long doctor, see you later!
DR MARC CHABOT
On a clear day
Rise and 1ook around you
And you'll see who you are
On a clear day
How it will astound you
That the glow of your being
Outshines every star
You'll feel part of every mountain sea and shore
You can hear
From far and near
A word you've never, never heard before...
And on a clear day...On a clear day...
You can see forever...
And ever...
And ever...
And ever more. .

lyrics altered slightly to verify my status as resident witch. <smile>

Well, quiet time is over, listeners, but I'll leave you with this:



Thought for Today: ``Love is indescribable and unconditional. I could tell you a thousand things that it is not, but not one that it is.'' - Duke Ellington, American jazz artist (1899-1974).



07/14/05 20:00

Morning/Evening everyone, hope everyone has a great day/evening.

Artist: Linda Ronstadt
Song: Anyone who had a heart
Album: Winter Light
[" Winter Light " CD]

written by Burt Bacharach and Hal David
copyright 1963 New Hidden Valley Music Co./ Casa David (ASCAP)

Anyone who ever loved could look at me
And know that I love you
Anyone who ever dreamed could look at me
And know I dream of you

Knowing I love you so
Anyone who had a heart
Would take me in his arms and love me too
You couldn't really have a heart and hurt me
Like you hurt me and be so untrue
What am I to do

Every time you go away I always say
This time it's goodbye dear
Loving you the way I do I'd take you back
Without you I'd die dear

Knowing I love you so
Anyone who had a heart
Would take me in his arms and love me too
You couldn't really have a heart and hurt me
Like you hurt me and be so untrue
What am I to do

Knowing I love you so
Anyone who had a heart
Would take me in his arms and love me too
You couldn't really have a heart and hurt me
Like you hurt me and be so untrue
Anyone who had a heart would love me too
Anyone who had a heart would surely take me
In his arms and always love me
Why won't you, yeah
Anyone who had a heart would love me too
Anyone who had a heart would surely take me
In his arms and always love me
Why won't you
Yeah
Anyone who had a heart would love me too

Artist: Linda Ronstadt
Song: Will you love me tomorrow?
Album: Silk Purse
[" Silk Purse " CD]

Tonight you're mine completely
You gave your love so sweetly
Tonight (tonight) the light (the light) of love is in your eyes
But will you love me tomorrow?

Is this a lasting treasure
Or just a moment's pleasure
Can I (can I) believe (believe) the magic of your sigh
Will you still love me tomorrow?

Tonight with words unspoken
You say that I'm the only one
But will my heart be broken
When the night (when the night) meets the mor-(when the mor-) ning sun?

I'd like to know that your love
Is a love I can be sure of
So tell (so tell) me now (me now), and I won't ask again
Will you still love me tomorrow?

Tell me now, and I won't ask again
Will you still love me tomorrow?
Will you still love me tomorrow?
Will you still love me tomorrow?

Later

Thanks, Angel. I'm not familiar with the first song, but I do know the second one. If I'm not mistaken, folks. I do believe that Carole King did that one also.

Hey, listeners. Let's listen to another from Carole.




Carole King I Feel The Earth Move


Written by: Carole King
I feel the earth move under my feet
I feel the sky tumbling down, tumbling down
I feel my heart start to trembling
Whenever you're around
Ooh, baby, when I see your face
Mellow as the month of May
Oh, darling, I can't stand it
When you look at me that way
I feel the earth move under my feet
I feel the sky tumbling down, tumbling down
I feel my heart start to trembling
Whenever you're around
Oh, darling, when you're near me
And you tenderly call my name
I know that my emotions
Are something I just can't tame
I've just got to have you, baby
I feel the earth move under my feet
I feel the sky tumbling down, tumbling down
I feel the earth move under my feet
I feel the sky tumbling down
I just lose control
Down to my very soul
I get a hot and cold all over
I feel the earth move under my feet
I feel the sky tumbling down,
Tumbling down, tumbling down...

Now I'm wondering where our Yitwail could be?

Aside to Walter - Do you have "cent mille chansons" like that from Frida Boccara?

Well, Francis. I don't have any idea where Walter is, as he has yet to translate that other song, but here's a five hundred mile chanson:





(bobby bare, charlie williams, hedy west)

Tear drops fell on mama's note
When I read the things she wrote
She said, we miss you girl
We love you come on home
Well I didn't have to pack
I had it all right on my back
Now I'm five hundred miles away from home

Chorus:
Away from home, away from home
Cold and tired and all alone
Yes, I'm five hundred miles away from home

It's hard to tell the state I'm in
Where I'm going, where I've been
But there's a dream I've been following so long
If mama knew the things I've done
She'd forgive them everyone
But I'm still five hundred miles away from home

Repeat chorus

Can't remember when I ate it's just thumb and walk and wait
And I'm still five hundred miles away from home
If my luck had been just right I'd be with them all tonight
But I'm still five hundred miles away from home

Repeat chorus

Lord, I'm still five hundred miles away from home

No Frida one hundred, but that song was also done by PP&M. <smile>

While we are waiting for Walter and Francis to get together, here are a few pithy quotes for the day:








Justice
A witness cannot give evidence of his age unless he can remember being born.
Judge Blagden

Any society that needs disclaimers has too many lawyers.

Bacon's not the only thing
That's cured by hanging from a string.
Hugh Kingsmill

Changing lawyers is like changing deck chairs on the Titanic.

Justice is incidental to law and order.
J. Edgar Hoover (1895-1972)

Justice is open to everyone in the same way as the Ritz Hotel.
Judge Sturgess

Nobody is innocent.
Ricardo González-Santander (1958-)

Nothing is illegal until you get caught.

People who love sausage and people who believe in justice should never watch either of them being made.

The hangman let me down.

Wretches hang that jurymen may dine.
Alexander Pope (1688-1744)

I love that one.

As do I, Francis. <smile>

And speaking of justice, folks. Here's a news item:


Rehnquist Returns to Work at High Court
AP - 42 minutes ago
WASHINGTON - Chief Justice William Rehnquist, sick with cancer but determined to remain at the helm of the Supreme Court, returned to work Friday after defiantly squelching retirement speculation with a pledge to stay as long as his health allows. The 80-year-old chief justice, who is battling thyroid cancer, looked pale but confident as he left his house in a wheelchair for the trip to his office. He spent two nights in the hospital with a fever earlier in the week, and was discharged on Thursday.

Amazing, and Sandra Day O'Connor has been asked to put off her retirement.

Well, folks. We might as well follow up with a song:

!

Artists: - Performed by - The Kingston Trio. Adapted from an old folk song (author unknown) by Trio member Dave Guard)

Hang down your head, Tom Dooley
Hang down your head and cry
Hang down your head, Tom Dooley
Poor boy, you're bound to die

I met her on the mountain, there I took her life
Met her on the mountain, stabbed her with my knife

Hang down your head, Tom Dooley
Hang down your head and cry (ah-uh-eye)
Hang down your head, Tom Dooley
Poor boy, you're bound to die

This time tomorrow,
reckon where I'll be
Hadn't-a been for Grayson,
I'd-a been in Tennessee (well now, boy)

Hang down (your head) your head (Dooley) and cry
Hang down your head and cry (ah poor boy, ah well-ah)
Hang down (your head) your head (Dooley) and cry
Poor boy, you're bound to die (ah well now boy)

Hang down (your head) your head (Dooley) and cry
Hang down your head and cry (ah poor boy, ah well-ah)
Hang down (your head) your head (Dooley) and cry
Poor boy, you're bound to die

This time tomorrow,
reckon where I'll be
Down in some lonesome valley
hangin' from a white oak tree

Hang down your head, Tom Dooley
Hang down your head and cry (ah-uh-eye)
Hang down your head, Tom Dooley
Poor boy, you're bound to die (ah well now boy)

Hang down your head, Tom Dooley
Hang down your head and cry (poor boy ah well uh)
Hang down your head, Tom Dooley
Poor boy, you're bound to die
Poor boy, you're bound to die
Poor boy, you're bound to die
Poor boy, you're bound to .......die

Here's another demi mille miglia song

Proclaimers - 500 Miles Lyrics

When I wake up, well I know I'm gonna be,
I'm gonna be the man who wakes up next to you.
When I go out, yeah I know I'm gonna be,
I'm gonna be the man who goes along with you.

If I get drunk, well I know I'm gonna be,
I'm gonna be the man who gets drunk next to you.
And if I haver, yeah I know I'm gonna be,
I'm gonna be the man who's havering to you.

But I would walk 500 miles
And I would walk 500 more
Just to be the man who walked 1,000 miles
To fall down at your door

When I'm walkin, yes I know I'm gonna be,
I'm gonna be the man who's walkin hard for you.
And when the money, comes in for the work I do,
I'll pass almost every penny on to you.

When I come home, (when i come home) oh I know I'm gonna be,
I'm gonna be the man who comes back home to you.
And if I grow old, well I know I'm gonna be,
I'm gonna be the man who's growing old with you.

But I would walk 500 miles
And I would walk 500 more
Just to be the man who walkes 1,000 miles
To fall down at your door

na na na, na na na
na na na, na na na
lika lika lika lika lika la, la, la
na na na, na na na
na na na, na na na
lika lika lika lika lika la, la, la

When I'm lonely, well I know I'm gonna be,
I'm gonna be the man whose lonely without you.
And when I'm dreaming, well I know I'm gonna dream,
I'm gonna dream about the time when I'm with you.

When I go out, (when i go out) well I know I'm gonna be,
I'm gonna be the man who goes along with you.
and when I come home, (when i come home) yes I know I'm gonna
be,
I'm gonna be the man who comes back home with you,
I'm gonna be the man whose comin' home with you.

But I would walk 500 miles
And I would walk 500 more
Just to be the man who walked 1,000 miles
To fall down at your door

na na na, na na na
na na na, na na na
lika lika lika lika lika la, la, la
na na na, na na na
na na na, na na na
lika lika lika lika lika la, la, la
na na na, na na na
na na na, na na na
lika lika lika lika lika la, la, la
na na na, na na na
na na na, na na na
lika lika lika lika lika la, la, la

But I would walk 500 miles
And I would walk 500 more
Just to be the man who walked 1,000 miles
To fall down at your do-o-or