Ok...so called Music lovers

dyslexia,

I have never heard that song either. Uhoh..no longer on a roll, but if we're doing Tennessee stuff:
Way down in Columbus Georgia,
Wanna go back to Tennessee.
Way down in the county court house,
People turned their backs on me.

Go ahead and leave me if you want to.
Never let me cross your mind.(don't believe this line is quite right)

Cause in your heart you love another.
leave me, little darlin', I don't mind

OK Letty, Mon Pumpkineeta, you have proved yourself in every category... but here's the big challenge, a tune from the last two years.

Ohhh, let's make it hard: it can contain no cuss words and can't consist of lyrics that say basically 'oooh boy, you treat me so bad and I love you for it'... (thus discarding 97% percent of current pop..)

Go Letty!

Beedle...laughin' here. Well, let's see. Two thousand and one..."Cowboy from Boston." ? "Blue Hotel"? I can't cheat and look up the words....hmmm, but that does not preclude listenin to 'em on cd, does it?

Will you give me a brief reprieve of eight hours?

Ah, man. It's so good to see you, but much better to hear you.

Two verses from "The Cowboy from Boston" by BL

He played an old fiddle made somewhere in Europe,
Recited the poets and quoted the Bard.
Rode out of the East on a sway Appaloosa,
The cowboy from Boston with a sleeve full of cards.

With a hey diddle ho riding high in the saddle,
A pearl handled pistol and a master's degree.
From three thousand miles to the streets of Seattle,
To wet his fine whistle on some fresh Chinese tea.

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He rode down the coast to the West Texas border,
To the Mexican desert where the summers were fierce.
Got all caught up in the good revolution.
Fought at the side of an old man named, Bierce.

With a Viva Zapata he raised a loud holler,
In a gentleman's clothing all spattered with mud.
He shot like a bandit and talked like a scholar.
The cowboy from Boston all hell bent for blood.
The cowboy from Boston won't come to no good.
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Salute, Beedle.

OK letty here goes ========================

20s London Calling Noel Coward/Gertrude Lawrence
30s 32 - 20 Blues Robert Johnson
40s My Baby Left Me T-Bone Walker
50s Hoochie Coochie Man Muddy Waters
60s We're Going Wrong Jack Bruce/Cream
70s So Far Away Carol King
80s Money For Nothing Mark Knoffler/Dire Straits
90s Good Girls Go To Heaven - Bad Girls Go Everywhere
Meatloaf/Bat Out Of Hell #2
00s Joe Fabulous Bad Company

Hi, John. Uhoh! Only know one and that's Carol King.

You're so far away,
Doesn't anybody stay in one place anymore.
It would be so fine to see your face at my door,
But you're so far away.

(words to the bridge don't come to mind right now)

Now, you finish it and don't you DARE look it up.

Ending: Simply repeats the first verse with a lot of onomatopoeias and yeah's...

oops, John. I left out one verse...in first stanza:

And it doesn't help to know
That you're so far away

I found this after only a couple of months. so, do a song from the 90's.

Gorsh, Boo.

I'm gonna have to think on this one. Haven't been up too long, and the brain needs a jolt of caffeine.

The problem here, is that I need to find a list of the songs that were popular in the 90's, and I haven't been able to do that yet. Google gives TOOOOOO much info. A lot of songs have been re-done and re-popularized, so I suppose I'll have to eliminate those, or I could do "Nature Boy" right here and now without looking up one word. Moulin Rouge made that retro a hit again. (I think)

Back later, Booman.

Hee-heee... I had a felling that would slow you down for a minute.

BratmanBoo...

Hmmm. I was thinking about Diana Krall and "Nobody Does Me Like you Do". Is that one? I sure ain't gonna sing Achy-Breaky Heart

She is a product of the 90's. I even have a CD of her's around here somewhere, but can't put my hands on it at the moment.

Then how about David Bowie's "Don't you Want me Baby"..Is.that one?

Oh, Gorsh, Boo. You got me. I might know the lyrics, but I don't remember what was big in the era...Gimme some choices.

Lessee....

En Vogue...Faith Evans... Steely Dan...Diana Krall, Diane Reeves...Diane Shuure...Maddonna....Pink...Cristina Aguleira...Spoop Dogg ... Harry Connick Jr....and on and on. The 90's were much more bountiful than the 80's.

Letty<

Don't let Booman fool you. He himself is not of '90s vintage, unless it''s the 1890's.

I know you haven't forgotten Stars Fell on Alabama. :wink:

That's a cold shot, WH...."Oh my Darlin', Oh my darlin'....Oh my da-a-rlin Clementine!

No, william. I can sing that down to the last note..

Boo, Harry Connick sorta disappointed me. A not so good carbon copy of Sinatra. Not a very good actor, either. What was that movie that he played in with Will Smith?

Ok..ok...how about a compromise:

In a canyon, in a cavern excavating for a mine,
Lived a minor, a forty niner and his daughter Clementine.
Chorus:
Oh, my darlin'
Oh, my darlin'
Oh, my darlin Clementine
You are lost and gone forever,
Dreadful sorry, Clementine.

Enought of that already.

And if either of you saw the movie Lush Life with Forest Whitaker and Jeff Goldbloom, you'll realize why I LUVS Clifford Brown.

Damnit. I know Steely Dan, but all I can think of is Credence Clearwater and Tina Turner....

Hey, I ain't quit yet...

Letty<

Your tastes in music certainly are eclectic.

Tonight the song would be Rain Falls on Alabama.

Oh, well, at least I've given you the goods on that erstwhile youth named Booman.

I think I saw that. I know I saw "Bird". Forrest played the title role. Clifford was known as Bird, on a Trumpet. But I'm sure the ol' geezer from Georgia, knew that.
...And speaking of CC, John Fogerty put out a CD in the 90's

Good mornin' geezers. Geezerette here!
William, I grew up in a family where music was the center of everything. The small town in Virginia where I lived, was dominated mostly by "country" of the blue grass variety, and I recall singing Blueberry Hill before Fats Domino knew there was such a tune. My older sister sang nothing but big band stuff, and my brother sang everything; hence, my eclectic exposure. Then, when I met my future husband, it became nuttin' but the soul, as Art Blakey put it.(he meant jazz, of course) Hey, William. lots of good songs written about rain. :wink:

Boo, Charlie "Bird" Parker was the reason for Birdland in NYC. (don't tell anybody, but I never cared for his playing) Clifford Brown and Clark Terry were both fantastic, but to me Clifford was THE BEST and died too early. I'm totally chagrined that I can't sing a 90's song for you. That's the reason that I've done soooooo much yaking.