The Neverending Connect the Lyrics Game

Ramses the second is dead my love
He's left from Memphis for heaven
Ptah has taken him in the solar bark
And walked him to Nut's celestial shore
Ramses II is dead my love
He's wandering the plains where the blessed live
Ptah and Rah and Sokaris too
Are taking him on the celestial boat
Ramses the second with the savior
He wlked to his bier
Where his pylons did wave
With the flags of his victories
Ramses II is dead
He died and he lies in the boat
He's floating down those cool gray waters
To his tomb by the Nile's surging tide
Standing in the harsh harsh gray granite
Standing my Ramses forever
With a coffin of gold and the pretty pale carvings
Lifting you to heaven
Heaven was waiting for RamsesII
He's gone to great Ptah's huge side

she belongs to me
she's got everything she needs
she's an artist, she don't look back
She's got everything she needs
She's an artist, she don't look back
She can take the dar out of the nighttime
And paint the daytime black.

My love she speaks like silence
Without ideals or violence
She doesn't have to say she's faithful
Yet she's true like ice like fire
Other people carry roses and make promises by the hour
My love she does not bother
Valentines can't buy her

You think you're gonna take her away
With your money and your cocaine
Keep thinkin' that mind is gonna change
But I know everything is okay

She's gonna listen to her heart
It's gonna tell her what to do
She might need a lot of loving
But she don't need you

You want me to think that I'm being used
You want her to think it's over
You can't see it doesn't matter what you do
Buddy, you don't even know her

She's gonna listen to her heart
It's gonna tell her what to do
She might need a lot of loving
But she don't need you


Tom Petty

Everybody tells me
Love is blind
Maybe so cause I refuse to see
Everybody tells me things you do
But I don't care cause I'm a fool for you
It doesn't really matter what you are
It only matters what you are to me
Maybe I'm not wise enough to see
But where would love be without
Fools like me

Maybe loving you is not so smart
Cause maybe in the end you'll brak my heart
I really shouldn't love you but I do
And i can't stop cause I'm a fool for you
I only hope this kind of love is real
Cause I can't never change the way I feel
Maybe baby I'm not wise enough to see
But where would love be without
Fools like me

More Fool Me
Genesis

Here am I
Who while away the mornings
Since you've gone
Too long have I lay alone
Not knowing which way to turn.

And there you are
Quite sure that you were right
Knowing full well
That I'd be the first one
To go down.

And you'd be the one who was laughing
Except when things weren't going your way
And then the lady would say that she'd had enough
Wandering around on her own.

The day you left
Well I think you knew you'd not be back
Well at least it would seem that way
Because you never said goodbye.
But when it comes round to you and me
I'm sure it will work out alright.

And you'd be the one who was laughing
And giving me something I don't need
And you know, I'd always hold you and keep you warm
Oh! More fool me.

Ah, but when it comes
Round to you and me
I ask myself
Do I really believe
In your love.

Yes, I'm sure it will work out alright.

Honeymoon Blues --- Robert Johnson:

Betty Mae, Betty Mae, you shall be my wife someday.
Betty Mae, Betty Mae, you shall be my wife someday.
I wants a little sweet girl that will do anything that I say.

Betty Mae, you is my heartstring. You is my destiny.
Betty Mae, you is my heartstring. You is my destiny.
And you rolls across my mind, baby, each and every day.

Li'l girl, li'l girl, my life seem so misery.
Hmm, hmm-mmmm, li'l girl, my life seem so misery.
Baby, I guess it must be love, now,
Hoo-oommmm, Lord, that's takin' effect on me.

Someday I will return, with the marriage license in my hand.
Someday I will return, hoo, hoo, 'th the marriage license in my hand.
I'm 'on' take you for a honeymoon in some long, long distant

The 5th Dimension - Wedding Bell Blues


Bill, I love you so, I always will
I look at you and see the passion eyes of May
Oh, but am I ever gonna see my wedding day
I was on your side Bill when you were loosin'
I never scheme or lie Bill, there's been no foolin'
But kisses and love won't carry me till you marry me Bill

I love you so, I always will
And in your voice I hear a choir of carousels
Oh, but am I ever gonna hear my wedding bells
I was the one who came runnin' when you were lonely
I haven't lived one day not lovin' you only
But kisses and love won't carry me til you marry me Bill

I love you so, I always will
And though devotion rules my heart I take no bows
But Bill you're never gonna take those wedding vows
Oh, come on Bill
Oh, come on Bill
Come on and marry me Bill
I got the wedding bell blues
Please marry me Bill
I got the wedding bell blues
Marry me Bill

Dupree was a bandit; he was so brave and bol';
He stoled a diamond ring for some of Betty's jelly roll
Betty tol' Dupree, "I want a diamond ring."
Dupree tol' Betty, "I'll give you anything."
"Michigan water taste like cherry wine,
The reason I know: Betty drink it all the time.
"I'm going away to the end of the railroad track
Nothing but sweet Betty can bring me back
Dupree tol' the lawyer, "Clear me if you can
For I have money to back me, sure as I'm a man
The lawyer tol' Dupree, You are a very brave man
But I think you will go to jail and hang"
Dupree tol' the judge, "I am not so brave and bol'
But all I wanted was Betty's jelly roll
The judge tol' Dupree, "Jelly roll's gonna be your ruin
"No, no, judge, for that is what I done quit doing"

The judge tol' Dupree, "I believe you quit too late
Because it is already your fate

Kisses Sweeter Than Wine as sung by Jackson Browne and Bonnie Raitt:

When I was a young man I`d never been kissed;
I got to thinking about what I had missed.
I found a girl. I kissed her and then...
Oh Lord, I kissed her again.

Together:
Oooooh, kisses sweeter than wine.
Oooooh, kisses sweeter than wine.

Bonnie:
He asked me to marry and be his sweet wife;
We would be happy -- all of our life.
He begged and he pleaded like a natural man, and then...
Oh Lord, I gave him my hand.

Together:
Oooooh, kisses sweeter than wine.
Oooooh, kisses...

Jackson:
I worked mighty hard and so did my wife;
Working hand in hand to make a good life.
Corn in the field and wheat in the bins, and then...
Oh Lord, I was the father of twins.

Together:
Oooooh, kisses sweeter than wine.
Oooooh, kisses...

Bonnie:
Our children numbered just about four
And they all had sweethearts knocking on the door.
They all got married and they didn`t wait, I was...
Oh Lord! A grandmother of eight!

Together:
Oooooh, kisses sweeter than wine.
Oooooh, kisses...

Jackson:
Now we are old and ready to go
Thinking about what happened a long time ago.

Bonnie:
We had lots of kids and trouble and pain, but...
Oh Lord, we`d do it again.

Together:
Oooooh, kisses sweeter than wine.
Oooooh, kisses...
Oooooh, kisses sweeter than wine.
Oooooh, kisses...

A kiss on the hand may be quite continental
But diamonds are a girl's best friend
A kiss may be grand but it won't pay the rental
On your humble flat or help you at the laundromat

Old friends,
Winter companions,
The old men
Lost in their overcoats,
Waiting for the sunset.
The sounds of the city,
Sifting through the trees,
Settle like dust
On the shoulders
Of the old friends

Dear one
The world is waiting
For the sunrise
Every rose
Is heavy with dew
The thrush on high
His sleepy mate is calling
And my heart
Is calling you

So long, i've been looking too hard, i've been waiting too long
Sometimes I don't know what I will find, I only know it's a matter of time
When you love someone, when you love someone
It feels so right, so warm and true, I need to know if you feel it too

Maybe i'm wrong, won't you tell me if i'm coming on too strong
This heart of mine has been hurt before, this time I wanna be sure

So long it's been good to know you
Solong it's been good to know you
I've sung this song and I'll sing it again

Artist: Phil Ochs
Album: Unknown
Title: It's Been A Long, Long Story


It's been a long, long, long, long story
'bout the fight to make men free,
It's been a long, long, long, long story
About as long as a story ought to be

So hold your hats boys, hold the fort
I'm here to make a long story short
So it's time to sail in to the port
Time to make a long story short.

It's been...........
About the fight to make the union grow

Which Side Are You On?
by Florence Reese
Come all of you good workers
Good news to you I'll tell
Of how that good old union
Has come in here to dwell

(Chorus)
Which side are you on?
Which side are you on?
Which side are you on?
Which side are you on?

My daddy was a miner
And I'm a miner's son
And I'll stick with the union
Till every battle's won

They say in Harlan County
There are no neutrals there
You'll either be a union man
Or a thug for J.H. Blair

Oh, workers can you stand it?
Oh, tell me how you can
Will you be a lousy scab
Or will you be a man?

Don't scab for the bosses
Don't listen to their lies
Us poor folks haven't got a chance
Unless we organize

LUDLOW MASSACRE - Woody Guthrie

Take a trip with me in 1913
To Calumet Michigan in the copper country
I will take you to a place called Italian Hall
Where the miners were having their big Christmas ball

I will take you in a door and up a high stairs
Singing and dancing is heard everywhere
I will let you sahke hands with the people you see
And watch the kids dance around the big Christmas tree

You ask about work and you ask about pay
They'll tell you they make less than a dollar a day
Working the copper claims risking their lives
So it's fun to spend Christmas with Children and wives

There's laughing and talking and songs in the air
And the spirit of Christmas is there everywhere
Before yopu know it you're friends with us all
And you're dancing around and around the hall

Well a little girl sits down by the Christmas tree lights
To play the piano so you gotta be quiet
To hear all this fun you would not realize
That the copper boss' thug men are milling outside

The copper boss' thugs stick their heads inside the door
One yelled and he screamed "There's a fire"
A lady she hollered "Ain't no such of a thing
Keep on with your party there's no such thing"

A few people rushed and it was only a few
"It's just the thugs and the scabs fooling you"
A man grabbed his daughter and carried her down
But the thugs held the door and he could not get out

And then others followed a hundred or more
But most everybody remained on the floor
The gun thugs they laughed at their murderous joke
While the children were smothered on the stairs by the door

Such a terrible sight I never did see
We carried our children back up to their tree
The scabs outside still laughed at their spree
And the children that died there were seventy-three

The piano played a slow funeral tune
And the town was lit up by a cold Christmas moon
The parents they cried and the miners they moaned
"See what your greed for money has done"

FIRST CHRISTMAS
Stan Rogers

This day, a year ago, he was rolling in the snow
With a younger brother in his father's yard.
Christmas break - a time for touching home
The heart of all he'd known, and leaving was so hard -
Three thousand miles away, now he's working Christmas Day
Making double time for "the minding of the store"...
Well, he'd always said he'd make it on his own
He's spending Christmas Eve alone.
First Christmas away from home.

She's standing by the train station, panhandling for change
Four more dollars buys a decent meal and a room.
Looks like the Sally Ann place after all,
In a crowded sleeping hall that echoes like a tomb
But it's warm and clean and free and there are worse places to be,
And at least it means no beating from her Dad
And if she cries because it's Christmas Day
She hopes that it won't show...
First Christmas away from home.

In the apartment stands a tree, and it looks so small and bare
Not like it was meant to be
The Golden Angel on the top, it's not that same old silver star
You wanted for your own
First Christmas away from home.

In the morning, they get prayers, then it's Crafts and tea downstairs
Then another meal back in his little room
Hoping maybe that "the boys" will think to phone before the day is gone
Well, it's best they do it soon.
When the "old girl" passed away, he fell more apart each day
Each had always kept the other pretty well
But the kids all said the nursing home was best
'Cause he couldn't live alone...
First Christmas away from home.

In the Common Room they've got the biggest tree
And it's huge and cold and lifeless,
Not like it ought to be
And the lit-up flashing Santa Claus on top
It's not that same old silver star you once made for your own
First Christmas away from home.

Alone in the world was poor little ann
As sweet a young child as you'd find
Her parents had gone to their final reward
Leaving their baby behind
Did you hear this child bravely worked
To earn her few pennies a day
She made artificial flowers
Flowers from Annie's despair
With paper and shears with wire and wax
She made a peach tulip and mum
As snowflakes drifted into her tenement room
Her baby little fingers grew numb
There must be a heaven where little Annie can play
in heavenly gardens and bowers
And instead of a halo arond her she'll wear
A garland of genuine flowers