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I saw one of these threads on another site a while back and thought it sounded like a good idea. Basically just post words to a song that you like. I'm gonna start with kind of an old one, but I've kind of recently rediscoved the Stray Cats. It's probably Kat's fault. I really liked them back in the 80's.


Rock This Town
by the Stray Cats

Well my baby and me went out late Saturday night
I had my hair plowed tight and my baby just looks so right
Well, pick you up at ten got to have you home by two,
Mama don't know what I've got in store for you
Well that's alright 'cause we're looking as cool as can be

Well we found a little place that really didn't look half bad
I'll have a whiskey on the rocks and change of a dollar for the jukebox
Well, I put a quarter right into that can, but all it played was disco man
C'mon pretty baby, let's get outta here right away.

We're gonna rock this town, rock it inside out
We're gonna rock this town, make 'em scream and shout
Let's rock, rock, rock man rock,
We're gonna rock till we pop, We're gonna roll till we drop
We're gonna rock this town, rock it inside out

Well we're having a ball just bopping on the big dance floor
Well there's a real square cat he looks nineteen seventy four
Well, you look at me once, you look at me twice,
You look at me again there's gonna be a fight
We're gonna rock this town, we're gonna rip this place apart

We're gonna rock this town, rock it inside out
We're gonna rock this town, make 'em scream and shout
Let's rock, rock, rock man rock,
We're gonna rock till we pop, We're gonna roll till we drop
We're gonna rock this town, rock this place apart


Does anybody else remember this song and like it?
 
And another one by them...

Stray Cat Strut
by the Stray Cats

Oooh, Oooh, Oooh, Oooh,
Black and orange stray cat sittin' on a fence
Ain't got enough dough to pay the rent
I'm flat broke but I don't care
I strut right by with my tail in the air

Stray cat strut, I'm a ladies' cat,
A feline Casanova, hey man, thats where its at
Get a shoe thrown at me from a mean old man
Get my dinner from a garbage can

Yeah don't cross my path

I don't bother chasing mice around
I slink down the alley looking for a fight
Howling to the moonlight on a hot summer night
Singin' the blues while the lady cats cry,
"Wild stray cat, you're a real gone guy."

I wish I could be as carefree and wild,
but I got cat class and I got cat style.
 
You Ain't Woman Enough to Take My Man,
Performed by Loretta Lynn
Austin City Limits, February 10, 1983

[D]You've come to tell me something
You [G] think I ought to know
[A]He don't love me anymore and it's time for me to go.[D]
You say you're gonna take him
But I [G]don't believe you can
Cause you ain't woman e-[A]nough to take my man[D]


Chorus
[A]Women like you are a dime a dozen
You can [D]buy 'em anywhere
For you to [E]get to him, I'd have to move over
And I'm [A]gonna stand right here.
It'll be[D] over my dead body, so [G]get out while you can.
Cause you ain't woman e-[A]nough to take my man.[D]

Sometimes a man's caught lookin'
At things that he don't need
He took a second look at you
But he's in love with me
I don't know where that leaves you
But I know where I stand
And you aint woman enough to take my man

Chorus

Cause you ain't woman enough to take my man.
 
Though this is probably not from the album I'll credit it from, and it's not part of the singing lyrics, but it's always been something that I enjoyed and there's a lot of thought to it.

From a song by an English group named CCS...

A Change of HEART/ A change of plan/ Must surley be the way/ Get off the ground!/ Your Heaven-bound!/ And if you like it when you are there/ You will be allowed to stay/ This is the way it HAS to be!/ The wise men so wisely said/ So we all believed/ But some did not/ And though we never knew/ The Wise men/ wisely had them shot.
 
Eve of Destruction by Barry McGuire (covered by many others)

The eastern world, it is exploding
Violence flarin’, bullets loadin’
You’re old enough to kill, but not for votin’
You don’t believe in war, but what’s that gun you’re totin’
And even the Jordan River has bodies floatin’

But you tell me
Over and over and over again, my friend
Ah, you don’t believe
We’re on the eve
of destruction.

Don’t you understand what I’m tryin’ to say
Can’t you feel the fears I’m feelin’ today?
If the button is pushed, there’s no runnin’ away
There’ll be no one to save, with the world in a grave
Take a look around ya boy, it's bound to scare ya boy

And you tell me
Over and over and over again, my friend
Ah, you don’t believe
We’re on the eve
of destruction.

Yeah, my blood’s so mad feels like coagulatin’
I’m sitting here just contemplatin’
I can’t twist the truth, it knows no regulation.
Handful of senators don’t pass legislation
And marches alone can’t bring integration
When human respect is disintegratin’
This whole crazy world is just too frustratin’

And you tell me
Over and over and over again, my friend
Ah, you don’t believe
We’re on the eve
of destruction.

Think of all the hate there is in Red China
Then take a look around to Selma, Alabama
You may leave here for 4 days in space
But when you return, it’s the same old place
The poundin’ of the drums, the pride and disgrace
You can bury your dead, but don’t leave a trace
Hate your next-door neighbor, but don’t forget to say grace
And… tell me over and over and over and over again, my friend
You don’t believe
We’re on the eve
Of destruction
Mm, no no, you don’t believe
We’re on the eve
of destruction.
 
buckaroo said:
Are you kidding, I loved the Stray Cats. Didn't you see one of my avatars last week? Brian Setzer in his full glory. :)
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Sorry, I don't remember seeing it. But maybe I did and that's why I started thinking about them again. :confused:

I've heard this song played in everything from Shrek to Without A Trace. It is just an eerie sounding song.



"Hallelujah"

by Jeff Buckley

Well I heard there was a secret chord
that David played and it pleased the Lord
But you don't really care for music, do ya?
Well it goes like this :
The fourth, the fifth, the minor fall and the major lift
The baffled king composing Hallelujah

Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah...

Well your faith was strong but you needed proof
You saw her bathing on the roof
Her beauty and the moonlight overthrew ya
And she tied you to her kitchen chair
She broke your throne and she cut your hair
And from your lips she drew the Hallelujah

Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah...

(Yeah but) Baby I've been here before
I've seen this room and I've walked this floor, (You know)
I used to live alone before I knew ya
And I've seen your flag on the marble arch
and love is not a victory march
It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah

Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah...

Well there was a time when you let me know
What's really going on below
But now you never show that to me do ya
But remember when I moved in you
And the holy dove was moving too
And every breath we drew was Hallelujah

Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah

Hallelujah...

[Instrumental]

Maybe there's a God above
But all I've ever learned from love
Was how to shoot somebody who outdrew ya
And it's not a cry that you hear at night
It's not somebody who's seen the light
It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah

Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelu...
Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelu...
Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah
 
Not only do I love the song but also the movie:

BALLAD OF THUNDER ROAD by Robert Mitchum

Let me tell the story, I can tell it all
About the mountain boy who ran illegal alcohol
His daddy made the whiskey, son, he drove the load
When his engine roared, they called the highway Thunder Road.

Sometimes into Ashville, sometimes Memphis town
The revenoors chased him but they couldn’t run him down
Each time they thought they had him, his engine would explode
He'd go by like they were standin’ still on Thunder Road.

(CHORUS)
And there was thunder, thunder over Thunder Road
Thunder was his engine, and white lightning was his load
There was moonshine, moonshine to quench the Devil’s thirst
The law they swore they'd get him, but the Devil got him first.

On the first of April, nineteen fifty-four
A Federal man sent word he’d better make his run no more
He said two hundred agents were coverin’ the state
Whichever road he tried to take, they’d get him sure as fate.

Son, his Daddy told him, make this run your last
The tank is filled with hundred-proof, you’re all tuned up and gassed
Now, don’t take any chances, if you can’t get through
I’d rather have you back again than all that mountain dew.

(CHORUS)

Roarin’ out of Harlan, revvin’ up his mill
He shot the gap at Cumberland, and screamed by Maynordsville
With T-men on his taillights, roadblocks up ahead
The mountain boy took roads that even Angels feared to tred.

Blazing right through Knoxville, out on Kingston Pike,
Then right outside of Bearden, they made the fatal strike.
He left the road at 90; that’s all there is to say.
The devil got the moonshine and the mountain boy that day.
 
Filo & Peri - "Anthem"



Lately I've been feeling the same
I've being losing hope, resisting the pain
It's cold outside, I wish it were clearer
Sometimes its just easier to turn around then look in the mirror



CHORUS
This is an anthem for the girl that got away
This is an anthem for the war of yesterday
This is an anthem for the rebel of my youth
This is an anthem for the risk of loving you

Sometimes when I go to sleep
My life spins out in front of me
Like a hurricane, a bottle of wine
Sometimes its easier to let something else control your life

CHORUS
This is an anthem for the girl that got away
This is an anthem for the war of yesterday
This is an anthem for the rebel of my youth
This is an anthem for the risk of loving you

CHORUS
This is an anthem for the girl that got away
This is an anthem for the war of yesterday
This is an anthem for the rebel of my youth
This is an anthem for the risk of loving you
 
Where the Stars & Stripes and the Eagle Fly

by Aaron Tippin

Well if you ask me where I come from
Here's what I tell everyone
I was born by God's dear grace
In an extraordinary place
Where the stars and stripes and the eagle fly

It's a big 'ol land with countless dreams
Happiness ain't out of reach
Hard work pays off the way it should
Yeah, I've seen enough to know that we've got it good
Where the stars and stripes and the eagle fly

There's a lady that stands in a harbor
For what we believe
And there's a bell that still echoes
The price that it cost to be free

I pledge allegiance to this flag
And if that bothers you, well that's too bad
But if you got pride and you're proud you do
Hey, we could use some more like me and you
Where the stars and stripes and the eagle fly

Yes there's a lady that stands in a harbor
For what we believe
And there's a bell that still echoes
The price that it cost to be free

No, it ain't the only place on earth
But it's the only place that I prefer
To love my wife and raise my kids
Hey, the same way that my daddy did
Where the stars and stripes and the eagle fly

Where the stars and stripes and the eagle...fly
Where the stars and stripes and the eagle fly

I just love the patriotic stuff myself
 
God Bless the USA

Lee Greenwood

If tomorrow all the things were gone
I'd worked for all my life,
And I had to start again
With just my children and my wife,
I'd thank my lucky stars
To be livin' here today.
Cause the flag still stands for freedom
And they can't take that away.

And I'm proud to be an American
Where at least I know I'm free
And I won't forget the men who died
Who gave that right to me
And I gladly stand up next to you and defend her still today
Cause there ain't no doubt I love this land
God bless the USA

From the lakes of Minnesota
To the hills of Tennessee
Across the plains of Texas
From sea to shining sea
From Detroit down to Houston
And New York to LA
Well there's pride in every American heart
And its time we stand and say

That I'm proud to be an American
Where at least I know I'm free
And I won't forget the men who died
Who gave that right to me
And I gladly stand up next to you and defend her still today
Cause there ain't no doubt I love this land
God bless the USA

And I'm proud to be an American
Where at least I know I'm free
And I won't forget the men who died
Who gave that right to me
And I gladly stand up next to you and defend her still today
Cause there ain't no doubt I love this land
God bless the USA
 
FALLING OUT

by RELIENT K

i'm falling out of grace with the world
they say i've lost my midas touch what turned to gold now turns to rust
i'm falling out of line with all the stars
that flood my dreams with their guitars and magazines

face down this carpet tastes like coffee grounds ground into my face now
and every angle's covered with just another

i'm falling out of style with the current way things are
the things that make conforming hard
i'm falling out of control and you just can't stop me now
i'll fight as long as time allows

face down this carpet tastes like coffee grounds ground into my face now
and every angle's covered with just another band-aid

i'm out here way beyond
a shadow of a doubt
and i know i'm never falling out
of favor with you

i won't think twice or even three times
about taking a gamble with you
cause with my life you have been so kind
i take all my comfort from you

face down this carpet tastes like coffee grounds ground into my face now
and every angle's covered with just another band-aid

i'm out here way beyond
a shadow of a doubt
and i know i'm never falling out
of favor with you
 
90 Pound Suburban Housewife Drivin' In Her S.U.V.
Words and Music by Rozanne Gates & Suzanne Sheridan

Good morning, America!
Are you anywhere near a parking lot?

Let me warn you right now, you're in for a war.
There's someone a-waitin' to take your parkin' spot.
She's hell on wheels, she's the new big deal;
She's America's true sweetheart.

Oh, she's a 90 pound suburban housewife,
Drivin' in her SUV.
Talkin' on her cell phone,
Oblivious to you and me.
Kids in the back seat,
Watchin' the little T.V.
She's a 90 pound suburban housewife,
Drivin' in her SUV.

There I was a-drivin' down U.S. Highway One.
In my little Corolla, enjoyin' the noon day sun.
Then all of a sudden, I heard her engine roar
With rhino bars scarin' little cars, goin' to the grocery stores.

Oh, she's a 90 pound suburban housewife,
Drivin' in her SUV.
Talkin' on her cell phone,
Oblivious to you and me.
Kids in the back seat,
Watchin' the little T.V.
She's a 90 pound suburban housewife,
Drivin' in her SUV.

She may be your neighbor, she may be your wife;
She may be your mother for the rest of your life.
But one thing's for certain, I think you'll all agree:
With tons of steel and four big wheels, she'll be drivin' like an S.O.B.

Oh, she's a 90 pound suburban housewife,
Drivin' in her SUV.
Talkin' on her cell phone,
Oblivious to you and me.
Kids in the back seat,
Watchin' the little T.V.
She's a 90 pound suburban housewife,
Drivin' in her SUV!
 
Artist: Josh Turner
Album: Long Black Train
Song: Long Black Train

Lyrics :

There's a long black train
Coming down the line
Feeding off the souls that are lost and cryin'
Rails of sin only evil remains
Watch out brother for that long Black Train

Look to the heavens
You can look to the skies
You can find redemption
staring back into your eyes
There is protection and there is
peace the same burnin' your ticket for that
Long Black Train

'Cause there's victory in the lord i say
Victory in the lord
Cling to the father and his holy name
and don't go riding on that long Black Train

There's an engineer on that long black train
making you wonder if the ride is worth the pain
He's just a waitin on your heart to say
"Let me ride on that long black train."

but you know there's victory in The Lord I say
victory in The Lord
Cling to the father and His holy name
and dont go riding on that long Black Train

Well I can hear the whistle from a mile away
it sounds so good
but I must stay away
that train is a beauty makin' everybody stare
but its only destination is the middle of nowhere

But you know theres victory in The Lord I say
victory in The Lord
Cling to the father and His holy name
and dont go riding on that long Black Train

I said cling to the father and His holy name and don't go ridin on that black train
ya, watch out brother for that long black train
that devil's a drivin' that long black train.
 
This song will give you goosebumps........a great song by a great singer.

The Long Black Veil
by Lefty Frizzell - 1959

Ten years ago, on a cold dark night
Someone was killed, 'neath the town hall light
There were few at the scene, but they all agreed
That the slayer who ran, looked a lot like me

The judge said son, what is your alibi
If you were somewhere else, then you won't have to die
I spoke not a word, thou it meant my life
For I'd been in the arms of my best friend's wife


She walks these hills in a long black veil
She visits my grave when the night winds wail
Nobody knows, nobody sees
Nobody knows but me

Oh, the scaffold is high and eternity's near
She stood in the crowd and shed not a tear
But late at night, when the north wind blows
In a long black veil, she cries ov're my bones

She walks these hills in a long black veil
She visits my grave when the night winds wail
Nobody knows, nobody sees
Nobody knows but me
 
A Six Pack To Go
by Hank Thompson - 1960


Hey, Mister Bartender
Please don't be so slow
I got time for one more round
And a six-pack to go

Tomorrow mornin's Sunday
I'm gonna be feelin' low
So please, please Bartender
I want a six-pack to go

I've been a-drinkin' all day long
Takin' in the town
I've done spent my whole paycheck
Just-a honky-tonkin' round

I don't have enough to pay my rent
I ain't gonna worry though
I got time for one more round
And a six-pack to go

Hey, Mister Bartender
Please don't be so slow
I got time for one more round
And a six-pack to go

Tomorrow mornin's Sunday
I'm gonna be feeling low
So please, please Bartender
I want a six-pack to go

I've been a-drinkin' all day long
Takin' in the town
I've done spent my whole paycheck
Just-a honky-tonkin' round

Well, I don't have enough to pay my rent
I ain't gonna worry though
I got time for one more round
And a six-pack to go

One six-pack to go


 
Rye Whiskey - Tex Ritter

Jack o' Diamonds, Jack o' Diamonds and I know you of old
You've robbed my poor pockets of silver and gold
It's a whiskey, you villain, you've been my downfall
You've kicked me, you've cuffed me, but I love you for all

It's a whiskey, rye whiskey, rye whiskey I cry
If I don't get rye whiskey, well, I think I will die

I'll eat when I'm hungry, I'll drink when I'm dry
If the hard times don't kill me, I'll lay down and die
I'll tune up my fiddle and I 'll rosin my bow
I'll make myself welcome, wherever I go

Rye whiskey, rye whiskey, rye whiskey I cry
If a tree don't fall on me, I'll live till I die

Beefsteak when I'm hungry red liquor when I'm dry
Greenbacks when I'm hard up and religion when I die
They say I drink whiskey, my money's my own
All them that don't like me, can leave me alone

Rye whiskey, rye whiskey, rye whiskey I cry
If a tree don't fall on me, I'll live till I die

Sometimes I drink whiskey, sometimes I drink rum
Sometimes I drink brandy, at other times none
But if I get boozey, my whiskey's my own
And them that don't like me, can leave me alone

Rye whiskey, rye whiskey, rye whiskey I cry
If a tree don't fall on me, I'll live till I die

If the ocean was whiskey and I was a duck
I'd dive to the bottom to get one sweet suck
But the ocean ain't whiskey and I ain't a duck
So we'll round up the cattle and then we'll get drunk

Rye whiskey, rye whiskey, rye whiskey I cry
If the whiskey don't kill me, I'll live till I die

My foot's in my stirrup, my bridle's in my hand
I'm leaving sweet Lillie, the fairest in the land
Her parents don't like me, they say I'm too poor
They say I'm unworthy to enter her door

It's a whiskey, rye whiskey, rye whiskey I cry
If I don't get rye whiskey, well, I think I will die

Sweet milk when I'm hungry, rye whiskey when I'm dry
If a tree don't fall on me, I'll live till I die
I'll buy my own whiskey, I'll make my own stew
If I get drunk, madam, it's nothing to you

Rye whiskey, rye whiskey, rye whiskey I cry
If a tree don't fall on me, I'll live till I die

I'll drink my own whiskey, I'll drink my own wine
Some ten thousand bottles I've killed in my time
I've no wife to quarrel, no babies to bawl
The best way of living is no wife at all

Rye whiskey, rye whiskey, rye whiskey I cry
If a tree don't fall on me, I'll live till I die

Way up on Clinch Mountain I wander alone
I'm as drunk as the devil, oh, let me alone
You may boast of your knowledge an' brag of your sense
'Twill all be forgotten a hundred years hence

Rye whiskey, rye whiskey, you're no friend to me
You killed my poor daddy, ******** you, try me
 
Bob Segar
Turn The Page

On a long and lonesome highway
Eeast of Omaha
You can hear the engine moaning out
His one long one note song
You can think about the woman
Or the girl you knew the night before

But your thoughts will be wandering
The way they always do
When you're riding sixteen hours
And there's nothing much to do
And you don't feel much like riding
You just wish the trip was through

CHORUS:
Here I am, On the road again
There I am, Up on the stage
Here I go, Playing star again
There I go, Turn the page

Well you walk into a restaurant
Strung out from the road
And you feel the eyes upon you
As you're shaking off the cold
You pretend it doesn't bother you
But you just want to explode

Most times you can't hear them talk
Other times you can
All the same old cliche's
Is that a woman or a man
And you always seem outnumbered
You don't dare make a stand

CHORUS

Out there in the spotlight
You're a million miles away
Every ounce of energy
you try to give away
As the sweat pours out your body
Like the music that you play

Later in the evening
As you lie awake in bed
With the echoes of the amplifiers
Ringing in your head
You smoke the day's last cigarette
Remembering what she said
 
Smoke, Smoke, Smoke That Cigarette - Tex Williams

"Chorus"

Smoke, smoke, smoke that cigarette
Puff, puff, puff until you smoke yourself to death.
Tell St. Peter at the Golden Gate
That you hate to make him wait,
But you just gotta have another cigarette.



I love this song, but I thought the chorus said it all. Tex and Merle Travis, who wrote the song, had the two most popular versions of this song. Tex died of lung cancer and was still smoking when he died.

On a side note...I am no longer a smoker as I've been cigarette free now for almost 12 years now, and that was after a six month lapse of my own choosing after 11 years prior to that. However, I don't condone those who do smoke and as long as that habit is legal, it's their life and they are free to puff. When I restarted smoking, I actually enjoyed it because I could breath deeply because of the fact that I hadn't done so for a long time. I do know that had I continued though, that I'd be right back to hacking and caughing.

Sorry for the editorial.
 
Theme from Cheers
Where Everybody Knows Your Name by Gary Portnoy and Judy Hart Angelo -

Making your way in the world today
Takes everything you've got;
Taking a break from all your worries
Sure would help a lot.
Wouldn't you like to get away?

All those night when you've got no lights,
The check is in the mail;
And your little angel
Hung the cat up by it's tail;
And your third fiance didn't show;

Sometimes you want to go
Where everybody knows your name,
And they're always glad you came;
You want to be where you can see,
Our troubles are all the same;
You want to be where everybody knows your name.

Roll out of bed, Mr. Coffee's dead;
The morning's looking bright;
And your shrink ran off to Europe,
And didn't even write;
And your husband wants to be a girl;

Be glad there's one place in the world
Where everybody knows your name,
And they're always glad you came;
You want to go where people know,
People are all the same;
You want to go where everybody knows your name.

Where everybody knows your name,
And they're always glad you came;
Where everybody knows your name,
And they're always glad you came...
 
buckaroo said:
Smoke, Smoke, Smoke That Cigarette - Tex Williams

"Chorus"

Smoke, smoke, smoke that cigarette
Puff, puff, puff until you smoke yourself to death.
Tell St. Peter at the Golden Gate
That you hate to make him wait,
But you just gotta have another cigarette.



I love this song, but I thought the chorus said it all. Tex and Merle Travis, who wrote the song, had the two most popular versions of this song. Tex died of lung cancer and was still smoking when he died.

On a side note...I am no longer a smoker as I've been cigarette free now for almost 12 years now, and that was after a six month lapse of my own choosing after 11 years prior to that. However, I don't condone those who do smoke and as long as that habit is legal, it's their life and they are free to puff. When I restarted smoking, I actually enjoyed it because I could breath deeply because of the fact that I hadn't done so for a long time. I do know that had I continued though, that I'd be right back to hacking and caughing.

Sorry for the editorial.
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Good songs buckaroo. Brings back memories.

It has been a number of years, many, since I quit smoking but I could start tomorrow and enjoy them....but I will not. :)

Green Grow The Lilacs by Tex Ritter
(btw, in 1945 Tex had the #1, #2, and #3 songs on the Charts at the same time. First time "ever" by any singer.)

Green grow the lilacs, all sparkling with dew
I'm lonely, my darling, since parting with you;
But by our next meeting IU'll hope to prove true
And change the green lilacs to the Red, White and Blue.


I once had a sweetheart, but now I have none
She's gone and she's left me, I care not for one
Since she's gone and left me, contented I'll be,
For she loves another one better than me.

chorus

I passed my love's window, both early and late
The look that she gave me, it makes my heart ache;
Oh, the look that she gave me was painful to see,
For she loves another one better than me.

chorus

I wrote my love letters in rosy red lines,
She sent me an answer all twisted and twined;
Saying,"Keep your love letters and I will keep mine
Just you write to your love and I'll write to mine.
 
-Charlie Daniels

I was takin a trip out to L.A.
Toolin along in my cheverolet
Tokin on a number and diggin on the radio

Just as I crossed the Mississippi line
I heard that highway start to whine
And I knew that left rear tire was about to blow

Well the spare was flat and I got uptight
Cause there wasn't a filling station in sight
So I just limped on down the shoulder on the rim

I went as far as I could and when I stopped the car
It was right in front of this little bar
Kind of a red-neck lookin joint called the Dew Drop Inn

I stuffed my hair up under my hat
And told the bartender that I had a flat
And ywould he be kind enough to give me change for a one

There was one thing I was sure proud to see
There wasn't a soul in the place except for him and me
He just looked disgusted and pointed toward the telephone

I called up the station down the road a ways
He said he wasn't very busy today
And he could have somone out there in just about 10 minutes or so

He said," Now, you just stay right where yer at!"
And I didn't bother to tell the darn fool
That I sure as hell didn't have anyplace else to go

I just ordered up a beer and sat down at the bar
When some guy walked in and said, "Who owns this car
With the peace sign, the mag wheels and the four on the floor?"

He looked at me and I damn near died
And I decided that I'd just wait outside
So I laid a dollar on the bar and headed for the door

Just when I thought I'd get outta there with my skin
These 5 big dudes come strollin in
With one old drunk chick and some fella with green teeth

I was almost to the door when the biggest one
Said, "You tip your hat to this lady, son!"
And when I did, all that hair fell out from underneath

Now the last thing I wanted was to get into a fight
In Jackson Mississippi on a Saturday night
Especially when there was three of them and only one of me

They all started laughin and I felt kinda sick
And I knew I better think of something pretty quick
So I just reached out and kicked old green teeth right in the knee

Now he let out a yell that'd curl yer hair
But before he could move I grabbed me a chair
And said "Now watch him Folks cause he's a thoroughly dangerous man!"

"You may not know it but this man is a spy.
He's a undercover agent for the FBI
And he's been sent down here to infiltrate the Ku Klux Klan!"

He was still bent over holdin on to his knee
But everybody else was looking and listening to me
And I laid it on thicker and heavier as I went

I said, "Would you believe this man has gone as far
As tearing Wallace stickers off the bumpers of cars.
And he voted for George McGovern for President."

"Well, he's a friend of them long haired, hippy-type, pinko fags!
I betchya he's even got a commie flag
tacked up on the wall inside of his garage."

"He's a snake in the grass, I tell ya guys.
He may look dumb but that's just a disguise,
He's a mastermind in the ways of espionage"

They all started lookin real suspicious at him
And he jumped up and said "Now just wait a minute Jim!
You know he's lying I been living here all of my life!"

"I'm a faithful follower of Brother John Birch
And I belong to the Antioch Baptist Church.
And I aint even got a garage, you can call home and ask my wife!"

Then he started saying somethin bout the way I was dressed
But I didn't wait around to hear the rest
I was too busy moving and hoping I didn't run outta luck

When I hit the ground I was making tracks
And they were just taking my car down off the jacks
So I threw the man a twenty and jumped in and fired that mother up

Mario Andretti wouldda sure been proud
Of the way I was movin when I passed that crowd
Coming out the door and headed toward me at a trot

And I guess I should of gone ahead and run
But somehow I just couldn't resist the fun
Of chasing them all just once around the parking lot

Well they headed for their car, but i hit the gas
And spun around and headed them off at the pass
I was slinging gravel and putting a ton of dust in the air

I had them all out there steppin and fetchin
Like their heads was on fire and their asses was catchin
then I figgered I had better go ahead and split before the cops got there

When I hit the road I was really wheelin
Had gravel flyin and rubber squeelin
And I didn't slow down till I was almost to Arkansas

I think I'm gonna reroute my trip
I wonder if anybody'd think I'd flipped
If I went to L.A., via Omaha
 
BobbyFord said:
-Charlie Daniels

I had them all out there steppin and fetchin
Like their heads was on fire and their asses was catchin
then I figgered I had better go ahead and split before the cops got there
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Great song BobbyFord, I love that line right there :D
 
Kamaro_Kid said:
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Great song Kamaro Kid...Here's another one by Bob Seger

Against The Wind

by Bob Seger

It seems like yesterday
But it was long ago
Janey was lovely, she was the queen of my nights
There in the darkness with the radio playing low
And the secrets that we shared
The mountains that we moved
Caught like a wildfire out of control
Till there was nothing left to burn and nothing left to prove

And I remember what she said to me
How she swore that it never would end
I remember how she held me oh so tight
Wish I didnt know now what I didnt know then

Against the wind
We were runnin against the wind
We were young and strong, we were runnin
Against the wind

And the years rolled slowly past
And I found myself alone
Surrounded bv strangers I thought were my friends
I found myself further and further from my home
And I guess I lost my way
There were oh so many roads
I was living to run and running to live
Never worried about paying or even how much I owed
Moving eight miles a minute for months at a time
Breaking all of the rules that would bend
I began to find myself searchin
Searching for shelter again and again

Against the wind
A little something against the wind
I found myself seeking shelter against the wind

Well those drifters days are past me now
Ive got so much more to think about
Deadlines and commitments
What to leave in, what to leave out

Against the wind
Im still runnin against the wind
Well Im older now and still
Against the wind
 
The part I italicized is kind of a battle cry for guys who have been stuck in that "I just wanna be friends" cycle after the real relationship ends.


Santa Monica

by Everclear

I am still living with your ghost
Lonely and dreaming of the west coast
I dont want to be your downtime
I dont want to be your stupid game

With my big black boots and an old suitcase
I do believe Ill find myself a new place
I dont want to be the bad guy
I dont want to do your sleepwalk dance anymore
I just want to see some palm trees
Go and try and shake away this disease

We can live beside the ocean
Leave the fire behind
Swim out past the breakers
Watch the world die

I am still dreaming of your face
Hungry and hollow for all the things you took away
I dont want to be your good time
I dont want to be your fall-back crutch anymore
Ill walk right out into a brand new day
Insane and rising in my own weird way
I dont want to be the bad guy
I dont want to do your sleepwalk dance anymore
I just want to feel some sunshine
I just want to find some place to be alone

We can live beside the ocean
Leave the fire behind
Swim out past the breakers
Watch the world die
 
-Bobby Bare

The hulk of a man with a beer in his hand he looked like a drunk old fool

And I knew if I hit him right why I could knock him off of that stool

But everybody they said watch out hey that's the Tiger Man McCool

He's had the whole lotta fights and he's always come out winner yeah he's a winner

But I had myself about five too many and I walked up tall and proud

I faced his back and I faced the fact that he had never stooped or bowed

I said Tiger Man you're a pussycat and a hush fell on the crowd

I said let's you and me go outside and see who's the winner

Well he gripped the bar with one big hairy hand then he braced against the wall

He slowly looked up from his beer my God that man was tall

He said boy I see you're a scrapper so just before you fall

I'm gonna tell you just a little bout what it means to be a winner

He said now you see these bright white smilin' teeth you know they ain't my own

Mine rolled away like Chicklets down the street in San Antone

But I left that person cursin' nursin' seven broken bones

And he only broke ah three of mine that makes me the winner

He said now behind this grin I got a steel pin that holds my jaw in place

A trophy of my most successful motorcycle race

And each morning when I wake and touch this scar across my face

It reminds me of all I got by bein' a winner

Now this broken back was the dyin' act of a handsome Harry Clay

That sticky Cincinnati night I stole his wife away

But that woman she gets uglier and she gets meaner every day

But I got her boy that's what makes me a winner

He said you gotta speak loud when you challenge me son cause it's hard for me to hear

With this twisted neck and these migraine pains and this big ole cauliflower ear

And if it wadn't for this glass eye of mine why I'd shed a happy tear

To think of all that you gonna get by bein' a winner

I got arthritic elbows boy I got dislocated knees

From pickin' fights with thunderstorms and chargin' into trees

And my nose been broke so often I might lose if I sneeze

And son you say you still wanna be a winner

Now you remind me a lotta my younger days with your knuckles a clenchin' white

But boy I'm gonna sit right here and sip this beer all night

And if there's somethin' that you gotta gain to prove by winnin' some silly fight

Well okay I quit I lose you're the winner

So I stumbled from that barroom not so tall and not so proud

And behind me I still hear the hoots of laughter of the crowd

But my eyes still see and my nose still works and my teeth're still in my mouth

And you know I guess that makes me the winner
 
BobbyFord Bobby Bare wrote some wild songs i rememeber Marie Lavoe LOL

Benelovent 1 Saw Bob Segar in concert...great one
 
VNV Nation - "Chrome"



A million faces, each a million lies
for each and all a chrome disguise
prompts for action force reaction
embody promise in a sheen so pure
hurt, the measure of blind ambition
the testament to your singular disease
against all wisdom you heed no warning
your desires giving you away

If I could change your mind
i wouldn't save you from the path you wander
in desperation dreams any soul can set you free
and I still hear you scream
in every breath, in every single motion
burning innocence the fire to set you free

Your actions turn conquest to dust
in portents of fate you foolishly place trust
sense fear in your broken breathing
resort to shadows till your body expires
all creation has the promise of heaven
and still you travel the road to hell
i'm saying nothing for the good of myself
but I'm still talking and you're not listening

If I could change your mind
i wouldn't save you from the path you wander
in desperation dreams any soul can set you free
and I still hear you scream
in every breath, in every single motion
burning innocence the fire to set you free

As night descends upon the city
the streets are cold, the lights go by
and in the stories of the people
a million faces, a million lies
they'll never say they feel what you feel
that they can see the world you see
and in their faces, their expressions
a million faces, a million lies
 
Wreck Of The Edmund Fitzgerald

music and lyrics by Gordon Lightfoot


The legend lives on from the Chippewa on down
of the big lake they called "Gitche Gumee."
The lake, it is said, never gives up her dead
when the skies of November turn gloomy.
With a load of iron ore twenty-six thousand tons more
than the Edmund Fitzgerald weighed empty,
that good ship and true was a bone to be chewed
when the "Gales of November" came early.

The ship was the pride of the American side
coming back from some mill in Wisconsin.
As the big freighters go, it was bigger than most
with a crew and good captain well seasoned,
concluding some terms with a couple of steel firms
when they left fully loaded for Cleveland.
And later that night when the ship's bell rang,
could it be the north wind they'd been feelin'?

The wind in the wires made a tattle-tale sound
and a wave broke over the railing.
And ev'ry man knew, as the captain did too
'twas the witch of November come stealin'.
The dawn came late and the breakfast had to wait
when the Gales of November came slashin'.
When afternoon came it was freezin' rain
in the face of a hurricane west wind.

When suppertime came the old cook came on deck sayin'.
"Fellas, it's too rough t'feed ya."
At seven P.M. a main hatchway caved in; he said,
"Fellas, it's bin good t'know ya!"
The captain wired in he had water comin' in
and the good ship and crew was in peril.
And later that night when 'is lights went outta sight
came the wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald.

Does any one know where the love of God goes
when the waves turn the minutes to hours?
The searchers all say they'd have made Whitefish Bay
if they'd put fifteen more miles behind 'er.
They might have split up or they might have capsized;
they may have broke deep and took water.
And all that remains is the faces and the names
of the wives and the sons and the daughters.

Lake Huron rolls, Superior sings
in the rooms of her ice-water mansion.
Old Michigan steams like a young man's dreams;
the islands and bays are for sportsmen.
And farther below Lake Ontario
takes in what Lake Erie can send her,
And the iron boats go as the mariners all know
with the Gales of November remembered.

In a musty old hall in Detroit they prayed,
in the "Maritime Sailors' Cathedral."
The church bell chimed 'til it rang twenty-nine times
for each man on the Edmund Fitzgerald.
The legend lives on from the Chippewa on down
of the big lake they call "Gitche Gumee."
"Superior," they said, "never gives up her dead
when the gales of November come early!"
 
Anna Nalick

2 AM and she calls me 'cause I'm still awake,
"Can you help me unravel my latest mistake?,
I don't love him. Winter just wasn't my season"
Yeah we walk through the doors, so accusing their eyes
Like they have any right at all to criticize,
Hypocrites. You're all here for the very same reason

'Cause you can't jump the track, we're like cars on a cable
And life's like an hourglass, glued to the table
No one can find the rewind button, girl.
So cradle your head in your hands
And breathe... just breathe,
Oh breathe, just breathe

May he turn 21 on the base at Fort Bliss
"Just a day" he said down to the flask in his fist,
"Ain't been sober, since maybe October of last year."
Here in town you can tell he's been down for a while,
But, my God, it's so beautiful when the boy smiles,
Wanna hold him. Maybe I'll just sing about it.

Cause you can't jump the track, we're like cars on a cable,
And life's like an hourglass, glued to the table.
No one can find the rewind button, boys,
So cradle your head in your hands,
And breathe... just breathe,
Oh breathe, just breathe

There's a light at each end of this tunnel,
You shout 'cause you're just as far in as you'll ever be out
And these mistakes you've made, you'll just make them again
If you only try turning around.

2 AM and I'm still awake, writing a song
If I get it all down on paper, it's no longer inside of me,
Threatening the life it belongs to
And I feel like I'm naked in front of the crowd
Cause these words are my diary, screaming out loud
And I know that you'll use them, however you want to

But you can't jump the track, we're like cars on a cable,
And life's like an hourglass, glued to the table
No one can find the rewind button now
Sing it if you understand.
and breathe, just breathe
woah breathe, just breathe,
Oh breathe, just breathe,
Oh breathe, just breathe.
 
Sam Phillips - River of Love from "The Turning"

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There's a river of love that runs through all times
There's a river of grief that floods through our loves
It starts when a heart is broken into
By the thief of belief in anything that's true
But there's a river of love that runs through all time

There's a river of love that runs through all time
There's a river of tears that flows through our eyes
We fight through the night for freedom as it fades
Into a jail where we fail everytime we make a break
But there's a river of love that runs through all time

I had to run before I knew how to crawl
The first step was hard but I have had trouble with them all
But now the night grows darker and the day grows dim
'Cause I know I never will see you again
And I almost made you happy

There's a river of love that runs through all time
There's a river of fire that burns with no light
The flame is the pain of dreams gone up in smoke
From the lies we deny and breathe until we choke
There's a river of love that runs through all time
 
This one is for all the Dale Jr Fans. He readily admitted to having this song on his iPod.

Dale Jr 10 Questions

Barry Manilow - Weekend in New England


Last night I wave goodbye
Now its seems years
I'm back in the city
Where nothing is clear
But thoughts of me holding you
Bringing us near
And tell me


When will our eyes meet?
When can I touch you?
When will this strong yearning end
And when will I hold you again

Time in New England
Took me away
To long rocky beaches
And you by the bay
We started a story
Who's end must now wait
And tell me


When will our eyes meet?
When can I touch you?
When will this strong yearning end
And when will I hold you again

I feel the change coming
I feel the wind blow
I feel brave and daring
I feel my blood flow
With you I could bring out
All the love that I have
With you there's a heaven
So earth ain't so bad
And tell me


When will our eyes meet?
When can I touch you?
When will this strong yearning end
And when will I hold you again
 
"Savin' Me"
by Nickelback

Prison gates won't open up for me
On these hands and knees I'm crawlin'
Oh, I reach for you
Well I'm terrified of these four walls
These iron bars can't hold my soul in
All I need is you
Come please I'm callin'
And oh I scream for you
Hurry I'm fallin', I'm fallin'

[Chorus:]
Show me what it's like
To be the last one standing
And teach me wrong from right
And I'll show you what I can be
Say it for me
Say it to me
And I'll leave this life behind me
Say it if it's worth saving me

Heaven's gates won't open up for me
With these broken wings I'm fallin'
And all I see is you
These city walls ain't got no love for me
I'm on the ledge of the eighteenth story
And oh I scream for you
Come please I'm callin'
And all I need from you
Hurry I'm fallin', I'm fallin'

[Chorus]

Hurry I'm fallin'

All I need is you
Come please I'm callin'
And oh, I scream for you
Hurry I'm fallin', I'm fallin', I'm fallin'

[Chorus]

Hurry I'm fallin'​
 
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