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By cenozoic 03,Jul,25 02:53
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Faces in the Street

They lie, the men who tell us in a loud decisive tone
That want is here a stranger, and that misery’s unknown;
For where the nearest suburb and the city proper meet
My window-sill is level with the faces in the street —
Drifting past, drifting past,
To the beat of weary feet —
While I sorrow for the owners of those faces in the street.

And cause I have to sorrow, in a land so young and fair,
To see upon those faces stamped the marks of Want and Care;
I look in vain for traces of the fresh and fair and sweet
In sallow, sunken faces that are drifting through the street —
Drifting on, drifting on,
To the scrape of restless feet;
I can sorrow for the owners of the faces in the street.

In hours before the dawning dims the starlight in the sky
The wan and weary faces first begin to trickle by,
Increasing as the moments hurry on with morning feet,
Till like a pallid river flow the faces in the street —
Flowing in, flowing in,
To the beat of hurried feet —
Ah! I sorrow for the owners of those faces in the street.

The human river dwindles when ’tis past the hour of eight,
Its waves go flowing faster in the fear of being late;
But slowly drag the moments, whilst beneath the dust and heat
The city grinds the owners of the faces in the street —
Grinding body, grinding soul,
Yielding scarce enough to eat —
Oh! I sorrow for the owners of the faces in the street.

And then the only faces till the sun is sinking down
Are those of outside toilers and the idlers of the town,
Save here and there a face that seems a stranger in the street,
Tells of the city’s unemployed upon his weary beat —
Drifting round, drifting round,
To the tread of listless feet —
Ah! My heart aches for the owner of that sad face in the street.

And when the hours on lagging feet have slowly dragged away,
And sickly yellow gaslights rise to mock the going day,
Then flowing past my window like a tide in its retreat,
Again I see the pallid stream of faces in the street —
Ebbing out, ebbing out,
To the drag of tired feet,
While my heart is aching dumbly for the faces in the street.

And now all blurred and smirched with vice the day’s sad pages end,
For while the short ‘large hours’ toward the longer ‘small hours’ trend,
With smiles that mock the wearer, and with words that half entreat,
Delilah pleads for custom at the corner of the street —
Sinking down, sinking down,
Battered wreck by tempests beat —
A dreadful, thankless trade is hers, that Woman of the Street.

But, ah! to dreader things than these our fair young city comes,
For in its heart are growing thick the filthy dens and slums,
Where human forms shall rot away in sties for swine unmeet,
And ghostly faces shall be seen unfit for any street —
Rotting out, rotting out,
For the lack of air and meat —
In dens of vice and horror that are hidden from the street.

I wonder would the apathy of wealthy men endure
Were all their windows level with the faces of the Poor?
Ah! Mammon’s slaves, your knees shall knock, your hearts in terror beat,
When God demands a reason for the sorrows of the street,
The wrong things and the bad things
And the sad things that we meet
In the filthy lane and alley, and the cruel, heartless street.

I left the dreadful corner where the steps are never still,
And sought another window overlooking gorge and hill;
But when the night came dreary with the driving rain and sleet,
They haunted me — the shadows of those faces in the street,
Flitting by, flitting by,
Flitting by with noiseless feet,
And with cheeks but little paler than the real ones in the street.

Once I cried: ‘Oh, God Almighty! if Thy might doth still endure,
‘Now show me in a vision for the wrongs of Earth a cure.’
And, lo! with shops all shuttered I beheld a city’s street,
And in the warning distance heard the tramp of many feet,
Coming near, coming near,
To a drum’s dull distant beat,
And soon I saw the army that was marching down the street.

Then, like a swollen river that has broken bank and wall,
The human flood came pouring with the red flags over all,
And kindled eyes all blazing bright with revolution’s heat,
And flashing swords reflecting rigid faces in the street.
Pouring on, pouring on,
To a drum’s loud threatening beat,
And the war-hymns and the cheering of the people in the street.

And so it must be while the world goes rolling round its course,
The warning pen shall write in vain, the warning voice grow hoarse,
But not until a city feels Red Revolution’s feet
Shall its sad people miss awhile the terrors of the street —
The dreadful everlasting strife
For scarcely clothes and meat
In that pent track of living death — the city’s cruel street.



By cenozoic 02,Jul,25 15:58
Boys From The Bush
Lee Kernagahn

We've been shearing sheep, we've been mustering stock
We've been culling out roos, we've been spraying the crops
We've been droving cattle up an old stock route
Now it's Saturday night, we pile in the ute

We're the boys from the bush, and we're back in town
Well, the dog's in the back and the foot goes down
We're life members of the outback club
We're the boys from the bush come in from the scrub

We've been out in the heat, we've been loading the trucks
Been fixing fences, we've been choking on dust
We curse the rain, we curse the drought
Now it's Saturday night and we're all in the shout

We're the boys from the bush, and we're back in town
We get high when the sun goes down
We're life members of the outback club
We're the boys from the bush come in from the scrub

We work the land through fire and flood
It's in our hearts, it runs in the blood

We're the boys from the bush, and we're back in town
Well, we raise hell when the sun goes down
We're life members of the outback club
We're the boys from the bush come in from the scrub

Yeah, we're the boys from the bush, and we're back in town
We get high when the sun goes down
We're life members of the outback club
We're the boys from the bush come in from the scrub
We're the boys from the bush comin' in from the scrub
Written by: Garth Ivan Richard Porter, Lee Raymond Kernaghan

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By cenozoic 01,Jul,25 23:43
4 generations removed



By cenozoic 01,Jul,25 15:38
When Irish eyes are smiling


There's a tear in your eye
And I'm wondering why
For it never should be there at all
With such pow'r in your smile
Sure a stone you'd beguile
So there's never a teardrop should fall

When your sweet lilting laughter's
Like some fairy song
And your eyes twinkle bright as can be
You should laugh all the while
And all other times smile
And now, smile a smile for me

When Irish eyes are smiling
Sure, 'tis like the morn in Spring
In the lilt of Irish laughter
You can hear the angels sing
When Irish hearts are happy
All the world seems bright and gay
And when Irish eyes are smiling
Sure, they steal your heart away

For your smile is a part
Of the love in your heart
And it makes even sunshine more bright
Like the linnet's sweet song
Crooning all the day long
Comes your laughter and light

For the springtime of life
Is the sweetest of all
There is ne'er a real care or regret
And while springtime is ours
Throughout all of youth's hours
Let us smile each chance we get

When Irish eyes are smiling
Sure, 'tis like the morn in Spring
In the lilt of Irish laughter
You can hear the angels sing
When Irish hearts are happy
All the world seems bright and gay
And when Irish eyes are smiling
Sure, they steal your heart away


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By cenozoic 01,Jul,25 00:32
Behind Blue Eyes
The Who
No one knows what it's like
To be the bad man
To be the sad man
Behind blue eyes

No one knows what it's like
To be hated
To be fated
To telling only lies

But my dreams, they aren't as empty
As my conscience seems to be
I have hours, only lonely
My love is vengeance that's never free

No one knows what it's like
To feel these feelings
Like I do
And I blame you

No one bites back as hard
On their anger
None of my pain and woe
Can show through

But my dreams, they aren't as empty
As my conscience seems to be
I have hours, only lonely
My love is vengeance that's never free
Mm, mm

When my fist clenches, crack it open
Before I use it and lose my cool
When I smile, tell me some bad news
Before I laugh and act like a fool

And if I swallow anything evil
Put your finger down my throat
And if I shiver, please give me a blanket
Keep me warm, let me wear your coat

No one knows what it's like
To be the bad man
To be the sad man
Behind blue eyes
Written by: Peter Dennis Townshend
Album: Who's Next (Remastered)
Released: 1971

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By cenozoic 01,Jul,25 00:01
I would consider the word ; WHY



By cenozoic 30,Jun,25 23:32
I find it amusing too. I do not know whom the censor is but they have obviously not been on this site



By cenozoic 30,Jun,25 04:13
Elvira
The Oak Ridge Boys
EXPLICIT
Elvira, Elvira
My heart's on fire for Elvira

Eyes that look like heaven, lips like sherry wine
That girl can sure enough make my little light shine
I get a funny feelin', up and down my spine
'Cause I know that my Elvira's mine

So I'm singin', Elvira, Elvira
My heart's on fire, for Elvira
Giddy up, oom poppa, omm poppa, mow mow
Giddy up, oom poppa, omm poppa, mow mow, heigh-ho Silver, away

Tonight I'm gonna meet her, at the Hungry House Cafe
And I'm gonna give her all the love I can, yes I am
She's gonna jump and holler, 'cause I've saved up my last two dollars
We're gonna search and find that preacher man

Now I'm a singin' Elvira, Elvira
My heart's on fire for Elvira
Giddy up, oom poppa, omm poppa, mow mow
Giddy up, oom poppa, omm poppa, mow mow, heigh-ho Silver, away

Elvira, Elvira
My heart's on fire for Elvira
Giddy up, oom poppa, omm poppa, mow mow
Giddy up, oom poppa, omm poppa, mow mow, heigh-ho Silver, away

Elvira, Elvira
My heart's on fire for Elvira
Giddy up, oom poppa, omm poppa, mow mow
Giddy up, oom poppa, omm poppa, mow mow, heigh-ho Silver, away
Elvira, Elvira
My heart's on fire for Elvira
Written by: Dallas Frazier
Album: Fancy Free
Released: 1981

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By cenozoic 30,Jun,25 00:20
Rock And Roll
Led Zeppelin
It's been a long time since I rock and rolled
It's been a long time since I did the stroll
Ooh, let me get it back, let me get it back
Let me get it back, baby, where I come from

It's been a long time, been a long time
Been a long lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely time
Yes, it has

It's been a long time since the Book of Love
I can't count the tears of a life with no love
Carry me back, carry me back
Carry me back, baby, where I come from
Whoa, whoa, oh

It's been a long time, been a long time
Been a long lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely time

Oh, seems so long since we walked in the moonlight
Making vows that just can't work right
Oh yeah, open your arms, opens your arms
Open your arms, baby, let my love come running in
Yeah!

It's been a long time, been a long time
Been a long lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely time
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah

Ooh yeah, ooh yeah
Ooh yeah, ooh yeah
It's been a long time, been a long time
Been a long lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely time
Written by: Robert Plant, John Paul Jones, John Bonham, James Patrick (jimmy) Page
Album: Led Zeppelin IV
Released: 1971

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By cenozoic 29,Jun,25 13:18
Solid Rock
Goanna
Out here, nothin' changes
Not in a hurry anyway
You can feel the endlessness
With the comin' of the light of day
Talkin' 'bout a chosen place
They wanna sell it in a marketplace, well
Just a minute now

But they were standin' on solid rock
Standin' on sacred ground
Livin' on borrowed time
And the winds of change
Keep blowin' down the line

Solid rock
Standin' on sacred ground
Livin' on borrowed time
And the winds of change
Keep blowin' down the line

Right down the line

I wanna follow up, but incase I'm needed
Be formidable on a playlist
My community don't need savin'
My community don't need saviours
I'm ancient, I'm current, I'm present, I'm knowledged
My sixty thousand turned into album, turned into public forum
Your validation on your resume
Now without a station, would you really stay
Is you for the people or is you for the pay
Are you thinkin' equal or do you talk with pain

They won't see me for a day, I'm processin' the pain
I'm dealin' with the life and one step that remains
My death gon' by my death, but my boast before the chain
My life won't be my life if these policies remain
I done seen my grandma cry, she just toss another lid
I see life expectancy singing every single step
I see brilliant man on corner, he be aimin' for my neck
They forget, you forget, I remind you they were standin' on

Solid rock
Standin' on sacred ground
Livin' on borrowed time
And the winds of change
Keep blowin' down the line

Solid rock
Standin' on sacred ground
Livin' on borrowed time
And the winds of change
Keep blowin' down the line

Hey, blowin' down the line

They forget, you forget, I remind you they were standin' on

Solid rock
Standin' on sacred ground
Livin' on borrowed time
And the winds of change
Keep blowin' down the line

Solid rock
Standin' on sacred ground
Livin' on borrowed time
And the winds of change
Keep blowin' down the line

Solid rock
Standin' on sacred ground
Livin' on borrowed time
And the winds of change
Keep blowin' down the line

Solid rock
Standin' on sacred ground
Livin' on borrowed time
And the winds of change
Keep blowin' down the line
Written by: Shane Michael Howard, Ruby James, Trevor Adamson, Natalie Pa'apa'a

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By cenozoic 29,Jun,25 03:56
Loves Me Like a Rock
Paul Simon
EXPLICIT
When I was a little boy (When I was just a boy)
And the devil would call my name (When I was just a boy)
I'd say, now who do (Who)
Who do you think you're foolin' (When I was just a boy)
I'm a consecrated boy (When I was just a boy)
I'm a singer in a Sunday choir
Oh, my mama loves me, she loves me
She get down on her knees and hug me
Like she loves me like a rock
She rocks me like the rock of ages and loves me
She love me, love me, love me, love me
When I was grown to be a man (Grown to be a man)
And the devil would call my name (Grown to be a man)
I'd say, now who do (Who)
Who do you think you're foolin' (Grown to be a man)
I'm a consummated man (Grown to be a man)
I can snatch a little purity
My mama loves me, she loves me
She get down on her knees and hug me
Like she loves me like a rock
She rocks me like the rock of ages and loves me
She love me, love me, love me, love me
And if I was President (Was the President)
The minute congress call my name (Was the President)
I'd say now, who do (who)
Who do you think you're foolin' (Who do you think you're foolin')
I've got the Presidential seal (Was the President)
I'm up on the Presidential podium
My mama loves me, she loves me
She get down on her knees and hug me
Like she loves me like a rock
She rock me like the rock of ages and loves me
She love me, love me, love me, love me (Loves me like a rock)
She love me, love me, love me, love me (Loves me like a rock)
She love me, love me, love me, love me (Loves me like a rock)
Oh yeah (Loves me like a rock)
Nanananana (Rock me like the rock of ages)
(Loves me like a rock)
(Loves me like a rock)
(Rock me like the rock of ages)
(Loves me like a rock)
(Loves me like a rock)
Nanananana (Rock me like the rock of ages)
(Loves me like a rock)
(Loves me like a rock)
(Rock me like the rock of ages)
(Loves me like a rock)
(Loves me like a rock)
(Rock me like the rock of ages)
(Loves me like a rock)
(Loves me like a rock)
(Rock me like the rock of ages)
Written by: Paul Simon
Album: There Goes Rhymin' Simon
Released: 1973

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By cenozoic 28,Jun,25 21:06
Cry Baby
Janis Joplin
Cry baby, cry baby, cry baby
Honey, welcome back home

I know she told you
Honey, I know she told you that she loved you
Much more than I did
But all I know is that she left you
And you swear that you just don't know why

But you know, honey, I'll always
I'll always be 'round
If you ever want me

Come on and cry, cry baby
Cry baby, cry baby
Oh honey, welcome back home

Don't you know, honey
Ain't nobody ever gonna love you
The way I try to do?
Who'll take all your pain
Honey, your heartache

And if you need me, you know
That I'll always be 'round
If you ever want me

Come on and cry, cry baby
Cry baby, cry baby
Oh daddy, like you always saying to do

And when you walk around the world, babe
You said you'd try to look for the end of the road
You might find out later that the road'll end in Detroit
Honey, the road Will even end in Kathmandu

You can go all around the world
Trying to find something to do with your life, baby
When you only gotta do one thing well
You only gotta do one thing well to make it in this world, babe

You got a woman waiting for you there
All you ever gotta do is be a good man one time to one woman
And that'll be the end of the road, babe
I know you got more tears to share, babe

So come on, come on, come on, come on, come on
And cry, cry baby, cry baby, cry

And if you ever feel a little lonely, dear
I want you to come on, oh come on to your mama now
And if you ever want a little love of a woman
Come on and baby, baby, baby, babe, babe, baby now
Cry baby, yeah
Written by: Bert Russell, Norman Meade
Album: Pearl
Released: 1971

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By cenozoic 27,Jun,25 15:03
Put Your Hand in the Hand
Anne Murray
Put your hand in the hand of the man who stilled the water
Put your hand in the hand of the man who calmed the sea
Take a look at yourself and you can look at others differently
By putting your hand in the hand of the man from Galilee

Every time I look into the holy book, I wanna tremble
When I read about the part where the carpenter cleared the temple
For the buyers and the sellers were no different fellers than what I profess to be
And it causes me shame to know I'm not the gal that I should be

Put your hand in the hand of the man who stilled the water (hand in the hand)
Put your hand in the hand of the man who calmed the sea (hand in the hand)
Take a look at yourself and you can look at others differently
By putting your hand in the hand of the man from Galilee

Momma taught me how to pray before I reached the age of seven (seven)
And when I'm down on my knees, that's when I'm close to Heaven (Heaven)
Daddy lived his life with two kids and a wife; you do what you must do
But he showed me enough of what it takes to get you through

Put your hand in the hand of the man who stilled the water (hand in the hand)
Put your hand in the hand of the man who calmed the sea (hand in the hand)
Take a look at yourself, and you can look at others differently (oh) (ah)
By putting your hand in the hand of the man from Galilee
Written by: Gene Mac Lellan
Album: Honey, Wheat & Laughter
Released: 1970

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By cenozoic 26,Jun,25 23:29
An aussie named Doug Parkinson did a cover of it , yeah great song.



By cenozoic 26,Jun,25 23:25
I'll Be Around
The Spinners
This is our fork in the road
Love's last episode
There's nowhere to go, oh no
You made your choice
Now it's up to me
To bow out gracefully
Though you hold the key, but baby

Whenever you call me, I'll be there
Whenever you want me, I'll be there
Whenever you need me, I'll be there
I'll be around

I knew just what to say
Now I found out today
That all the words had slipped away, but I know
There's always a chance
A tiny spark will remain, yeah
And sparks turn into flames
And love can burn once again, but I know you know

Whenever you call me, I'll be there
Whenever you want me, I'll be there
Whenever you need me, I'll be there
I'll be around, yeah

Whenever you call me, I'll be there
Whenever you want me, I'll be there
Even if I have to crawl, I'll be there
I'll be around

Just call me on the phone, I'll be there
I'll never leave you alone, I'll be there
Just call out my name, I know, I know you know
I'll be around
I'll be standing in a coffin, I'll be there
I'll be a-rippin' it up, I'll be there
I'll be calling out your name to let you know (whenever you need me)
I'll be around
Written by: Thom Bell, Phil Hurtt
Album: The Spinners Live
Released: 2006
Lyrics provided by Musixmatch

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By cenozoic 26,Jun,25 04:13
Call letter blues

Bob Dylan

Well, I walked all night long
Listenin' to them church bells tone
Yes, I walked all night long
Listenin' to them church bells tone
Either someone needing mercy
Or maybe something I've done wrong

Well, your friends come by for you
I don't know what to say
Well, your friends come by for you
I don't know what to say
I just can't face up to tell 'em
Honey, you just went away

Well, children cry for mother
I tell them, "Mother took a trip"
Well, children cry for mother
I tell them, "Mother took a trip"
Well, I walk on pins and needles
I hope my tongue don't slip

Well, I gaze at passing strangers
In case I might see you
Yes, I gaze at passing strangers
In case I might see you
But the sun goes around the heavens
And another day just drives on through

Way out in the distance
I know you're with some other man
Way out in the distance
I know you're with some other man
But that's alright, baby
You know I always understand

Call girls in the doorway
All giving me the eye
Call girls in the doorway
All giving me the eye
But my heart's just not in it
I might as well pass right on by

My ears are ringin'
Ringin' like empty shells
My ears are ringin'
Ringin' like empty shells
Well, it can't be no guitar player
It must be convent bells

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By cenozoic 25,Jun,25 05:05
Let's Stick Together
Bryan Ferry
And now the marriage vow is very sacred
The man has put us together
Now you ought to make it stick together
Come on, come on, let's stick together
You know we made a vow not to leave one another never

But now you never miss your water 'til your well runs dry
Come on now, baby, give our love a try
Let's stick together
Come on, come on, let's stick together
You know we made a vow not to leave one another never

Well, if you're stuck for a while consider our child
How can it be happy without its mum and pa?
Let's stick together
Come on, come on, let's stick together
You know we made a vow not to leave one another never

Well, if this slip for a while consider our child
How can it be happy without its mum and pa?
Let's stick together
Come on, come on, let's stick together
You know we made a vow not to leave one another never
Written by: Wilbert Harrison
Album: Let's Stick Together
Released: 1976

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By cenozoic 24,Jun,25 03:57
Whole World Over
The Hollies
Gonna search the whole world over
gonna find the one I love
even though takes a hundred years

Gonna take the one the I love
underneath the stars above
making sure that she really cares

Happiness will be mine
underneath the stars that shine
Here's hoping she will be

always standing here by me

Gonna tell the whole world over
now I found the one I love
Gonna praise and thank the Lord above

verse 3

verse 4
Written by: Clarke, Nash
Album: A's, B's & EP's
Released: 2004

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By cenozoic 23,Jun,25 02:33
Angie Baby
Helen Reddy
You live your life in the songs you hear
On the rock and roll radio
And when a young girl doesn't have any friends
that's a really nice place to go
Folks hoping you'd turn out cool
But they had to take you out of school
You're a little touched you know, Angie baby

Lovers appear in your room each night
And they whirl you across the floor
But they always seem to fade away
When your Daddy taps on your door
Angie girl, are you all right?
Tell the radio goodnight
All alone once more, Angie baby

Angie Baby, you're a special lady
Living in a world of make-believe
Well, maybe

Stopping at her house is a neighbor boy
With evil on his mind
'Cause he's been peeking in Angie's room
At night through the window blind
I see your folks have gone away
Would you dance with me today?
I'll show you how to have a good time, Angie baby

When he walks in the room, he feels confused
Like he's walked into a play
And the music's so loud it spins him around
'Til his soul has lost it's way
And as she turns the volume down
He's getting smaller with the sound
It seems to pull him off the ground
Toward the radio he's bound never to be found

The headlines read that a boy disappeared
And everyone thinks he died
'Cept a crazy girl with a secret lover
Who keeps her satisfied
It's so nice to be insane
No one asks you to explain
Radio by your side, Angie baby

Angie Baby, you're a special lady
Living in a world of make-believe
Well, maybe, well, maybe, well maybe
Written by: Alan Earle O'day
Album: Helen Reddy
Released: 2009

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By cenozoic 23,Jun,25 00:16
I don’t feel i deserve to be first



By cenozoic 23,Jun,25 00:02
ok



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By cenozoic 22,Jun,25 15:59
Mamma don’t let you babies grow up to be cowboys

Words & Music by
Ed Bruce & Patsy Bruce


Cowboys ain't easy to love and they're harder to hold
They'd rather give you a song than diamonds or gold
Lonestar belt buckles and old faded levis
And each night begins a new day
If you don't understand him, and he don't die young
He'll probably just ride away

Chorus:
Mamas, don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys
Don't let 'em pick guitars or drive them old trucks
Let 'em be doctors and lawyers and such
Mamas don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys
'Cause they'll never stay home and they're always alone
Even with someone they love

Cowboys like smoky old pool rooms and clear mountain mornings
Little warm puppies and children and girls of the night
Them that don't know him won't like him and them that do
Sometimes won't know how to take him
He ain't wrong, he's just different but his pride won't let him
Do things to make you think he's right

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By cenozoic 21,Jun,25 23:09
All I Can Do Is Write About It
Lynyrd Skynyrd
EXPLICIT
Well, this life that I live, took me everywhere
There ain't no place I ain't never gone
Well, it's kind of like the sayin'
That you heard so many times
Well, there just ain't no place like home

Did you ever see a she-gator protect her youngin'
Or fish in a river, swimmin' free?
Did you ever see the beauty of the hills of Carolina
Or the sweetness of the grass in Tennessee?

And Lord, I can't make any changes
All I can do is write 'em in a song
'Cause, if I can see the concrete, slowly creepin'
Lord, take me and mine before that comes

I'd like to see a mountain stream flowin'
Do you like to see a youngin' with his dog?
Did you ever stop and think about, well, the air you're breathin'?
Well, you better listen to my song

And Lord, I can't make any changes
All I can do is write 'em in a song
'Cause, I can see the concrete slowly creepin'
Lord, take me and mine before that comes

I'm not tryin' to put down no big city
But the things they write about us is just a bore
Well, you can take a boy out of ole' Dixieland, Lord
But you'll never take ole' Dixie from a boy

And Lord, I can't make any changes
All I can do is write 'em in a song
'Cause, I can see the concrete slowly creepin'
Lord, take me and mine before that comes

I say, I can see the concrete slowly creepin'
Lord, take me and mine before that comes
Written by: Ronnie Van Zant, Allen Collins
Album: Gimme Back My Bullets
Released: 1976

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By cenozoic 21,Jun,25 03:45
Song To Woody"
Bob Dylan

I'm out here a thousand miles from my home
Walking a road other men have gone down
I'm seeing a new world of people and things
Hear paupers and peasants and princes and kings

Hey hey Woody Guthrie I wrote you a song
About a funny old world that's coming along
Seems sick and it's hungry, it's tired and it's torn
It looks like it's dying and it's hardly been born

Hey Woody Guthrie but I know that you know
All the things that I'm saying and a many times more
I'm singing you the song but I can't sing enough
'Cause there's not many men that've done the things that you've done

Here's to Cisco and Sonny and Leadbelly too
And to all the good people that travelled with you
Here's to the hearts and the hands of the men
That come with the dust and are gone with the wind

I'm leaving tomorrow but I could leave today
Somewhere down the road someday
The very last thing that I'd want to do
Is to say I've been hitting some hard travelling too

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By cenozoic 20,Jun,25 04:17
She's Always a Woman
Billy Joel
She can kill with a smile, she can wound with her eyes
And she can ruin your faith with her casual lies
And she only reveals what she wants you to see
She hides like a child
But she's always a woman to me

She can lead you to love
She can take you or leave you
She can ask for the truth
But she'll never believe
And she'll take what you give her as long as it's free
Yeah, she steals like a thief
But she's always a woman to me

Oh, she takes care of herself
She can wait if she wants
She's ahead of her time
Oh, and she never gives out
And she never gives in
She just changes her mind

And she'll promise you more
Than the Garden of Eden
Then she'll carelessly cut you
And laugh while you're bleedin'
But she'll bring out the best
And the worst you can be
Blame it all on yourself
'Cause she's always a woman to me

Oh, she takes care of herself
She can wait if she wants
She's ahead of her time
Oh, and she never gives out
And she never gives in
She just changes her mind

She is frequently kind
And she's suddenly cruel
She can do as she pleases
She's nobody's fool
And she can't be convicted
She's earned her degree

And the most she will do
Is throw shadows at you
But she's always a woman to me
Written by: Billy Joel
Album: The Stranger
Released: 1977



By cenozoic 19,Jun,25 02:34
Almost Cut My Hair
Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young
Almost cut my hair
It happened just the other day
It's gettin' kinda long
I coulda said it wasn't in my way
But I didn't and I wonder why
I feel like letting my freak flag fly
Yes, I feel like I owe it to someone

Must be because I had a flu for Christmas
And I'm not feeling up to par
It increases my paranoia
Like looking at my mirror and seeing a police car
But I'm not giving in an inch to fear
'Cause I promised myself this year
I feel like I owe it to someone

When I finally get myself together
I'm going to get down in that sunny southern weather
And I'll find a place inside to laugh
Separate the wheat from the chaff
I feel like I owe it
To someone, yeah
Written by: David Van Cortlandt Crosby
Album: Deja Vu
Released: 1970

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By cenozoic 18,Jun,25 16:23
The Real Thing
Russell Morris
Come and see the real thing, come and see the real thing, come and see
Come and see the real thing, come and see the real thing, come and see
There's a meaning there, but the meaning there doesn't really mean a thing
Come and see the real thing, come and see the real thing, come and see
I am the real thing!

Oo mama mow-mow
Oo mama mow-mow
Oo mama mow-mow
Oo mama mow-mow
Oo mama mama mama mama mama mama mow

Tryin' hard to understand the meaning that you'll see in me
Tryin' hard to understand the meaning that you'll see in me
There's a meaning there, but the meaning there doesn't really mean a thing
Come and see the real thing, come and see the real thing, come and see
I am the real thing!

Oo mama mow-mow
Oo mama mow-mow
Oo mama mow-mow
Oo mama mow-mow
Oo mama mama mama mama mama mama mow

I am not seeing you
I am not seeing you
Ahhhhh!

I am the real thing!
Written by: John Young
Album: Retrospective
Released: 1978

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By cenozoic 17,Jun,25 16:14
Wait Until Tomorrow
Jimi Hendrix
Well, I'm standing here, freezing inside your golden garden
I got my ladder leaned up against your wall
Tonight's the night we planned to run away together
Come on, Dolly Mae, there's no time to stall
But now you're telling me

I think we better wait 'til tomorrow
Hey, yeah, hey (I think we better wait 'til tomorrow)
Girl, what you're talkin' 'bout?
(I think we better wait 'til tomorrow) yeah, yeah, yeah
Got to make sure it's right, so until tomorrow, goodnight
Oh, what a drag

Oh, Dolly Mae, how can you hang me up this way?
On the phone you said you wanted to run off with me today
Now I'm standing here like some turned-down serenading fool
Hearing strange words stutter from the mixed-up mind of you
And you keep tellin' me that, ah

I think we better wait 'til tomorrow
What are you talkin' 'bout?
(I think we better wait 'til tomorrow)
No, can't wait that long
(I think we better wait 'til tomorrow) oh no
Gotta make sure it's right until tomorrow, goodnight, oh no
Let's see if I can talk to this girl a little bit here

Oh, Dolly Mae, girl, you must be insane
So unsure of yourself leaning from your unsure window pane
Do I see a silhouette of somebody pointing something from a tree?
Click bang, what a hang, your daddy just shot poor me
And I hear you say as I fade away

We don't have to wait 'til tomorrow (hey!)
We don't have to wait 'til tomorrow (what you say?)
(We don't have to wait 'til tomorrow)
It must have been right, so forever, goodnight, listen at you
(We don't have to wait 'til tomorrow)
Ah! Do I have to wait? Don't have to wait?
(We don't have to wait 'til tomorrow)
It's a drag on my part

(We don't have to wait 'til tomorrow)
Don't have to wait, uh, hmm! Oh, no!
(We don't have to wait 'til tomorrow)
Don't have to wait, don't have to wait, yeah!
(We don't have to wait 'til tomorrow)
Don't have to wait, don't have to wait
(We don't have to wait 'til tomorrow) oh, no
I won't be around tomorrow, yeah!

(We don't have to wait 'til tomorrow)
Don't have to wait
(We don't have to wait 'til tomorrow)
Goodbye, bye, bye!
(We don't have to wait 'til tomorrow)
Oh, what a mix up
Oh, you gotta be crazy, hey, ow!
Don't have to wait 'til tomorrow
Written by: Jimi Hendrix
Album: Axis: Bold As Love
Released: 1967

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By cenozoic 17,Jun,25 05:25
I Will Wait
Mumford & Sons
Well I came home
Like a stone
And I fell heavy into your arms
These days of dust
Which we've known
Will blow away with this new sun

But I'll kneel down wait for now
And I'll kneel down
Know my ground

And I will wait, I will wait for you

And I will wait, I will wait for you

So break my step
And relent
Well you forgave and I won't forget
Know what we've seen
And him with less
Now in some way
Shake the excess

Cause I will wait, I will wait for you
And I will wait, I will wait for you
And I will wait, I will wait for you
And I will wait, I will wait for you

Now I'll be bold
As well as strong
And use my head alongside my heart
So tame my flesh
And fix my eyes
A tethered mind, freed from the lies

And I'll kneel down
Wait for now
I'll kneel down
Know my ground

Raise my hands
Paint my spirit gold
And bow my head
Keep my heart slow

Cause I will wait, I will wait for you

And I will wait, I will wait for you
And I will wait, I will wait for you
And I will wait, I will wait for you
Written by: Edward James Milton Dwane, Winston Aubrey Aladar Marshall, Benjamin Walter David Lovett, Marcus Oliver Johnstone Mumford
Album: Babel (Deluxe Version)
Released: 2012

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By cenozoic 17,Jun,25 04:53
Save the Last Dance for Me
The Drifters
You can dance
Every dance with the guy who gives you the eye
Let him hold you tight
You can smile
Every smile for the man who held your hand
'Neath the pale moonlight

But don't forget who's takin' you home
And in whose arms you're gonna be
So darlin', save the last dance for me, mmm

Oh, I know (oh, I know)
That the music's fine like sparklin' wine (yes, I know, oh, I know)
Go and have your fun (yes, I know, oh, I know)
Laugh and sing (yes, I know)
But while we're apart (oh, I know)
Don't give your heart to anyone (yes, I know, oh, I know, yes, I know)

But don't forget who's takin' you home
And in whose arms you're gonna be
So darlin', save the last dance for me, mmm (save the last dance for me)

Baby, don't you know I love you so
Can't you feel it when we touch?
I will never, never let you go
I love you, oh, so much

You can dance (you can dance)
Go and carry on 'til the night is gone, and it's time to go (you can dance)
If he asks (you can dance)
If you're all alone (you can dance)
Can he take you home? (you can dance)
You must tell him no (you can dance)

'Cause don't forget who's takin' you home
And in whose arms you're gonna be
So darlin', save the last dance for me (save the last dance for me)

'Cause don't forget who's takin' you home
And in whose arms you're gonna be
So darlin', save the last dance for me, mmm (save the last dance for me)

Save the last dance for me, mm-hmm
Save the last dance for me, mm-hmm
Save the last dance for me
Written by: Doc Pomus, Mort Shuman
Album: The Drifters: Essentials
Released: 2002

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By cenozoic 16,Jun,25 23:08
That WAS an attempt at correction using the EDIT tile



By cenozoic 15,Jun,25 17:21
No Time

Mondo Rock

Hey-oh Oh-Way-oh
Hey-oh Oh-Way-oh
Hey-oh Oh-Way-oh
Hey-oh Oh-Way-oh
Hey-oh Oh-Way-oh
Hey-oh Oh-Way-ay-oh-oh
Hey-oh Oh-Way-oh
Hey-oh Oh-Way-oh
Hey-oh Oh-Way-oh
Hey-oh Oh-Way-ay-oh-oh
Hey-oh Oh-Way-oh
Hey-oh Oh-Way-oh
Hey-oh Oh-Way-oh
This is no time for a no show
This is no way to end the night
I am victim to the feeling
And the feeling is not right
This is no time for my confidence
To leave me here alone
There is no way explanations can explain
This is no time
Oh no time
No time to be let down
To be let down
Oh no girl
I tell you this is no time
Well baby this is no time
Oh no time
No time to be let down
To be let down
Let down
I tell you this is no time
Hey-oh Oh-Way-oh
Hey-oh Oh-Way-oh
Hey-oh Oh-Way-oh
Hey-oh Oh-Way-ay-oh-oh
There are some things that a woman
Can in no way understand
So you comfort and you kiss
And hold the helpless hand
This is no time for my confidence
To leave me here alone
There is no way explanations can explain
This is no time
Oh no time
No time to be let down
To be let down
Oh no girl
I tell you this is no time
Well baby this is no time
Oh no time
No time to be let down
To be let down
Let down
I tell you this is no time
Baby this is no time (Hey-oh Oh-Way-oh)
No time (Hey-oh Oh-Way-oh)
No time to be let down (Hey-oh Oh-Way-oh)
(Hey-oh Oh-Way-ay-oh-oh)
Hey-oh Oh-Way-oh
Hey-oh Oh-Way-oh
Hey-oh Oh-Way-oh
Hey-oh Oh-Way-ay
Hey-oh Oh-Way-oh
Hey-oh Oh-Way-oh
Hey-oh Oh-Way-oh

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By cenozoic 15,Jun,25 15:42
The Night They Drove Old Dixie Down
The Band

Virgil Kane is the name
And I served on the Danville train
Till Stoneman′s cavalry came
And tore up the tracks again
In the winter of '65
We were hungry, just barely alive
By May the 10th, Richmond had fell
It′s a time I remember, oh so well
chorus

The night they drove old Dixie down
And the bells were ringing
The night they drove old Dixie down
And the people were singing
They went, "Na, na, la, na, na, la..."
verse

Back with my wife in Tennessee
When one day she called to me
"Virgil, quick, come see,
There goes Robert E. Lee!"
Now, I don't mind chopping wood
And I don't care if the money′s no good
You take what you need
And you leave the rest
But they should never
Have taken the very best
chorus

The night they drove old Dixie down
And the bells were ringing
The night they drove old Dixie down
And all the people were singing
They went, "Na, na, la, na, na, la..."
verse

Like my father before me
I will work the land
And like my brother above me
Who took a rebel stand
He was just 18, proud and brave
But a Yankee laid him in his grave
I swear by the mud below my feet
You can′t raise a Kane back up
When he's in defeat
chorus

The night they drove old Dixie down
And the bells were ringing
The night they drove old Dixie down
And all the people were singing
They went, "Na, na, la, na, na, la..."
The night they drove old Dixie down
And all the bells were ringing
The night they drove old Dixie down
And the people were singing
They went, "Na, na, la, na, na, la..."
Writer(s): Robbie Robertson

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By cenozoic 15,Jun,25 15:40
Virgil Kane is the name
And I served on the Danville train
Till Stoneman′s cavalry came
And tore up the tracks again
In the winter of '65
We were hungry, just barely alive
By May the 10th, Richmond had fell
It′s a time I remember, oh so well
chorus

The night they drove old Dixie down
And the bells were ringing
The night they drove old Dixie down
And the people were singing
They went, "Na, na, la, na, na, la..."
verse

Back with my wife in Tennessee
When one day she called to me
"Virgil, quick, come see,
There goes Robert E. Lee!"
Now, I don't mind chopping wood
And I don't care if the money′s no good
You take what you need
And you leave the rest
But they should never
Have taken the very best
chorus

The night they drove old Dixie down
And the bells were ringing
The night they drove old Dixie down
And all the people were singing
They went, "Na, na, la, na, na, la..."
verse

Like my father before me
I will work the land
And like my brother above me
Who took a rebel stand
He was just 18, proud and brave
But a Yankee laid him in his grave
I swear by the mud below my feet
You can′t raise a Kane back up
When he's in defeat
chorus

The night they drove old Dixie down
And the bells were ringing
The night they drove old Dixie down
And all the people were singing
They went, "Na, na, la, na, na, la..."
The night they drove old Dixie down
And all the bells were ringing
The night they drove old Dixie down
And the people were singing
They went, "Na, na, la, na, na, la..."
Writer(s): Robbie Robertson

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By cenozoic 14,Jun,25 16:39
Nightblindness
David Gray
A million to one outsiders
Night blindness can't see
Your bright eyes are what
The time is twenty five past eternity
Here listenin' to the sorrow
Comin' closer now further away

What we gonna do?
When the money runs out
I wish that there was somethin' left to say
Where we goin' to find the eyes to see
A brighter day?

I'm sick of all the same romances
Lost chances, cold storms
Proppin' mountains up on matchsticks
Draggin' baskets full of bones
Honey, please don't stop your talkin'
'Cause there's a feeling, won't leave me alone

What we gonna do?
When the money runs out
I wish that there was somethin' I could say
How we goin' to find the eyes to see
A brighter day?

What we gonna do?
When the money runs out
I wish that there was somethin' left to say
How we goin' to find the eyes to see
A brighter day?

A brighter day
A brighter day
Written by: David Gray
Album: White Ladder
Released: 1998

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By cenozoic 14,Jun,25 00:05
Good Vibrations
The Beach Boys
I, I love the colorful clothes she wears
And the way the sunlight plays upon her hair
I hear the sound of a gentle word
On the wind that lifts her perfume through the air

I'm pickin' up good vibrations
She's giving me the excitations
I'm pickin' up good vibrations (ooh bop, bop, good vibrations)
She's giving me the excitations (ooh bop, bop, excitations)
She's giving me the good vibrations (ooh bop, bop, good vibrations)
She's giving me the excitations (ooh bop, bop, excitations)
She's giving me the good vibrations (ooh bop, bop, good vibrations)
She's giving me the excitations (ooh bop, bop, good vibrations)

Close my eyes
She's somehow closer now
Softly smile, I know she must be kind
When I look in her eyes
She goes with me to a blossom world

I'm pickin' up good vibrations
She's giving me the excitations
I'm pickin' up good vibrations (ooh bop, bop, good vibrations)
She's giving me the excitations (ooh bop, bop, excitations)
She's giving me the good vibrations (ooh bop, bop, good vibrations)
She's giving me the excitations (ooh bop, bop, excitations)
She's giving me the good vibrations (ooh bop, bop, good vibrations)
She's giving me the excitations (ooh bop, bop, excitation)

I don't know where but she sends me there
(Ah, my, my, what a sensation)
(Ah, my, my, what elations)
(Ah my, my, what)

Gotta keep those lovin' good vibrations
A happenin' with her
Gotta keep those lovin' good vibrations
A happenin' with her
Gotta keep those lovin' good vibrations

Ah
I'm pickin' up good vibrations (good, good, good, good vibrations)
She's giving me the excitations (ooh bop, bop, excitations)
She's giving me the good vibrations (good, good, good, good vibrations)
Written by: Brian Douglas Wilson, Mike E. Love
Album: The Smile Sessions
Released: 2011

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By cenozoic 12,Jun,25 03:59
Tomorrow
Silverchair
It's twelve o'clock and it's a wonderful day
I know you hate me, but I'll ask anyway
Won't you come with me to a place in a little town
The only way to get there's to go straight down

There's no bathroom and there is no sink
The water out of the tap is very
Hard to drink
Very hard to drink

You
Wait 'til tomorrow
You
Wait 'til tomorrow

You say that money isn't everything
But I'd like to see you live without it
You think you can keep on going, living like a king
Ooh babe, but I strongly doubt it

Very hard to drink
Very hard to drink

You gonna wait too, fat boy
Fat boy
Wait 'til tomorrow
You gonna wait too, fat boy
Fat boy
Wait 'til tomorrow

You
Wait 'til tomorrow
You
Wait 'til tomorrow

You gonna wait too, fat boy
Fat boy
Wait 'til tomorrow
You gonna wait too, fat boy
Fat boy
Wait 'til tomorrow, oh-ah
Written by: John Daniels
Album: The Best Of - Volume One
Released: 2000

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By cenozoic 11,Jun,25 16:29
The heart grows with every touch, but if it's not touched for some time it gets smaller again.
Less poetic - 7 days of "touches" are stored, older get deleted and current total number of "touches" attributes to the heart's size, and it does not grow beyond 200 pixels in size anyway.
A touch by the same member on the same member can be made once per 2 hours.
This is not a contest, it's as meaningful or meaningless as you make it for yourself. However, caring about people you know usually matters.



By cenozoic 11,Jun,25 02:51
Poor Poor Pitiful Me
Warren Zevon
I lay my head on the railroad tracks
I'm waiting for the double E
The railroad don't run no more
Poor, poor, pitiful me

Poor, poor, pitiful me
Poor, poor, pitiful me
These young girls won't let me be
Lord have mercy on me, woe is me

Well, I met a girl in West Hollywood
Well, I ain't naming names
But she really worked me over good
She was just like Jesse James

She really worked me over good
She was a credit to her gender
She put me through some changes Lord
Sort of like a waring blender

Poor, poor, pitiful me
Poor, poor, pitiful me
These young girls won't let me be
Lord have mercy on me, woe is me
Woo!

Poor, poor, pitiful me
Poor, poor, pitiful me
These girls won't let me be
Lord have mercy on me, woe is me

I met a girl at the rainbow bar
She asked me if I'd beat her
She took me back to the hired house
I don't wanna talk about it (hut!)

Poor, poor, pitiful me (woo)
Poor, poor, pitiful me
(Hut! Never mind)
Poor, poor, pitiful me
(Woo-hoo, yeah)
Poor, poor, pitiful me
Written by: Warren Zevon
Album: Warren Zevon
Released: 1976

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By cenozoic 10,Jun,25 03:55
The Killing of Georgie, Pts. 1 & 2
Rod Stewart
In these days of changing ways
so called liberated days
a story comes to mind of a friend of mine

Georgie boy was gay I guess
nothin' more or nothin' less
the kindest guy I ever knew

His mother's tears fell in vain
the afternoon George tried to explain
that he needed love like all the rest

Pa said there must be a mistake
how can my son not be straight
after all I've said and done for him

Leavin' home on a Greyhound bus
cast out by the ones he loves
A victim of these gay days it seems

Georgie went to New York town
where he quickly settled down
and soon became the toast of the great white way

Accepted by Manhattan's elite
in all the places that were chic
No party was complete without George

Along the boulevards he'd cruise
and all the old queens blew a fuse
Everybody loved Georgie boy

The last time I saw George alive
was in the summer of seventy-five
he said he was in love I said I'm pleased

George attended the opening night
of another Broadway hype
but split before the final curtain fell

Deciding to take a short cut home
arm in arm they meant no wrong
A gentle breeze blew down Fifth Avenue

Out of a darkened side street came
a New Jersey gang with just one aim
to roll some innocent passer-by
There ensued a fearful fight
screams rang out in the night
Georgie's head hit a sidewalk cornerstone

A leather kid, a switchblade knife
He did not intend to take his life
He just pushed his luck a little too far that night

The sight of blood dispersed the gang
A crowd gathered, the police came
An ambulance screamed to a halt on Fifty-third and Third

Georgie's life ended there
but I ask who really cares
George once said to me and I quote

He said "Never wait or hesitate
Get in kid, before it's too late
You may never get another chance
'Cos youth a mask but it don't last
live it long and live it fast"
Georgie was a friend of mine

Oh Georgie stay, don't go away
Georgie please stay you take our breath away
Oh Georgie stay, don't go away
Georgie please stay you take our breath away
Oh Georgie stay, don't go away
Georgie, Georgie please stay you take our breath away
Oh Georgie stay
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By cenozoic 10,Jun,25 02:11
Rain On the Scarecrow
John Mellencamp
Scarecrow on a wooden cross, blackbird in the barn
400 empty acres that used to be my farm
Grew up like my daddy did, my grandpa cleared this land
When I was five I walked the fence while grandpa held my hand

Rain on the scarecrow
Blood on the plow
This land fed a nation
This land made me proud
And son I'm just sorry
There's no legacy for you now
Rain on the scarecrow
Blood on the plow
Rain on the scarecrow
Blood on the plow

The crops we grew last summer weren't enough to pay the loans
Couldn't buy the seed to plant this spring and the Farmers' Bank foreclosed
Called my old friend Schepman up, to auction off the land
He said, "John it's just my job and I hope you understand"
Hey, calling it your job ol' hoss, sure don't make it right
But if you want me to I'll say a prayer for your soul tonight
And Grandma's on the front porch swing with a Bible in her hand
Sometimes I hear her singing "Take me to the Promised Land"
When you take away a man's dignity, he can't work his fields and cows

There'll be blood on the scarecrow
Blood on the plow
Blood on the scarecrow
Blood on the plow

Well there's 97 crosses planted in the courthouse yard
And 97 families who lost 97 farms
I think about my grandpa
My neighbors and my name
Some nights I feel like dyin'
Like that scarecrow in the rain

Rain on the scarecrow
Blood on the plow
This land fed a nation
Hey, this land made me proud
And son I'm just sorry
There's just memories for you now
Rain on the scarecrow
Blood on the plow
Rain on the scarecrow
Blood on the plow

Rain on the scarecrow
Blood on the plow
This land fed a nation
This land made me so proud
Son I'm just sorry
They're just memories for you now
Rain on the scarecrow
Blood on the plow
Rain on the scarecrow
Blood on the plow, hey
Written by: John Mellencamp, George Green
Album: Scarecrow (Bonus Track Edition)
Released: 1985

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By cenozoic 09,Jun,25 01:02
The Biggest Disappointment
Slim Dusty
They had my future wrapped up in a parcel
And no one even thought of asking me
The day I turned 15, I caught the mail train
To find what else might be in life for me

I rode on trucks and trains and lived on nothin'
Served me right for wanting to be free
Ah well, that's the way society looked at it
But it didn't seem to be that way to me

And the biggest disappointment in the family was me
The only twisted branch upon our good old family tree
I just couldn't be the person they expected me to be
And the biggest disappointment in the world was me

A lot more dinner times than there were dinners
I learned a lot that hurt me at the time
Then this quiet country boy went home a different man
With a memory of distance on my mind

But I always spoke too loud and laughed too often
Maybe drank to many glasses down
And perhaps my clothes were older than I realised
A relief to all concerned when I left town

And the biggest disappointment in the family was me
The only twisted branch upon our good old family tree
I just couldn't be the person they expected me to be
And the biggest disappointment in the world was me

And the biggest disappointment in the family was me
The only twisted branch upon our good old family tree
I just couldn't be the person they expected me to be
And the biggest disappointment in the world was me
Written by: Joy Mckean
Album: Slim Dusty Sings Joy McKean
Released: 1991

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By cenozoic 08,Jun,25 03:17
RAINING ON THE ROCK
Words and Music by John Williamson
© 1986 EMUSIC PTY LTD

Pastel red to burgundy and spinifex to gold,
We’ve just come out of the Mulga where the plains forever roll.
And Albert Namatjira has painted all the scenes,
And a shower has changed the lustre of our land.

And it’s raining on the Rock,
In a beautiful country,
And I’m proud to travel this big land,
As an Aborigine.
And it’s raining on the Rock
What an almighty sight to see,
And I’m wishing and I’m dreaming that you were here with me.

Everlasting daisies and a beautiful desert rose
Where does their beauty come from heaven knows.
I could ask the wedge-tail but he’s away too high,
I wonder if he understands it’s wonderful to fly.

It cannot be described with a picture,
The mesmerising colours of the Olgas.
Or the grandeur of the Rock
Uluru has power!

And it’s raining on the Rock,
In a beautiful country,
And I’m proud to travel this big land,
As an Aborigine.
And it’s raining on the Rock
What an almighty sight to see,
And I’m wishing and I’m dreaming that you were here with me.

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By cenozoic 07,Jun,25 15:30
Can't Help Falling In Love
Elvis Presley
Wise men say
Only fools rush in
But I can't help
Falling in love with you

Shall I stay
Would it be a sin?
If I can't help
Falling in love with you?

Like a river flows
Surely to the sea
Darling, so it goes
Some things are meant to be

Take my hand
Take my whole life too
For I can't help
Falling in love with you

Like a river flows
Surely to the sea
Darling, so it goes
Some things are meant to be

Take my hand
Take my whole life too
For I can't help
Falling in love with you

For I can't help
Falling in love with you
Written by: Luigi Creatore, George David Weiss, Hugo E. Peretti
Album: Blue Hawaii
Released: 1961

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By cenozoic 06,Jun,25 21:54
I Drink
Mary Gauthier
EXPLICIT
He'd get home at 5-30, fix his drink
Sit down in his chair
Pick a fight with mama
Complain about us kids getting in his hair

At night he'd sit alone and smoke
I'd see his frown behind his lighter's flame
Now that same frown's in my mirror
I got my daddy's blood inside my veins

Fish swim
Birds fly
Daddies yell
Mamas cry
Old men
Sit and think
I drink

Chicken, TV, dinner
Six minutes on defrost, three on high
Beer to wash it down with
Then another, a little whiskey on the side

It's not so bad alone here
It don't bother me that every night's the same
I don't need another lover
Hanging 'round, trying to make me change

Fish swim
Birds fly
Lovers leave
By and by
Old men
Sit and think
I drink

I know what I am
But I don't give a damn

Fish swim
Birds fly
Daddies yell
Mamas cry
Old men
Sit and think

I drink
Written by: Mary Veronica Gauthier, Crit Andrew Harmon
Album: Drag Queens In Limousines
Released: 2000
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By cenozoic 06,Jun,25 21:47
The Save
Jeff Lang
Indian Pacific on a dead straight track

Indian Pacific on a dead straight track

There's a word in here's gonna drag her back

I drunk all but a train fare back out west

I drunk all but a train fare back out west

I wanna lay my head on my baby's breast

Box car shudders and the breaks will wheeze

Box car shudders and the breaks will wheeze

She'll be hitting me hard, I'll be begging her

"Please"

The venom in your' letters felt real when I read 'em

Sitting in the cool Newtown shade

Though it might seem absurd I meant every word

Of those hollowed out promises I made

In the meltdown shallow town fall around out of our heads

Drowning while the game is played

I shoveled my grave as you tried to make the save

You kicked my chair from the table and I've scarcely been able

To stop myself from running off the rails
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By cenozoic 02,Jun,25 00:46
Say You, Say Me
Lionel Richie
Say you, say me
Say it for always
That's the way it should be
Say you, say me
Say it together, naturally

I had a dream, I had an awesome dream
People in the park playing games in the dark
And what they played was a masquerade
And from behind of walls of doubt a voice was crying out

Say you, say me
Say it for always
That's the way it should be
Say you, say me
Say it together, naturally

As we go down life's lonesome highway
Seems the hardest thing to do is to find a friend or two
That helping hand, someone who understands
And when you feel you lost your way
You got someone there to say, "I'll show you"

Say you, say me
Say it for always
That's the way it should be
Say you, say me
Say it together, naturally

So you think you know the answers, oh no
Well the whole world has got you dancing
That's right, I'm telling you
It's time to start believing, oh, yes
Believing who you are
You are a shining star

Say you, say me
Say it for always
That's the way it should be
Say you, say me
Say it together, naturally

Say it together, naturally
Written by: Lionel B. Jr. Richie
Album: Dancing On The Ceiling (Expanded Edition)
Released: 1986
Lyrics provided by Musixmatch

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