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  • January 2, 2021 - 6:04am
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    thank

    thank for that :)
    https://mybk-experience.onl https://www.mc-d.uno/mcdvoice/

  • August 16, 2020 - 5:59am
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    From touch to touch

    Each moment individual separate, never touching.
    A space, a breath, three sneezes, and a bless you.
    Pristinely rough, the challenge is that
    Nothing ever happens.
    Free and clear, nothing touches you,
    Nothings touching me.
    In golden light fading, we watch
    Our faces becoming drawn,
    Revealing parents and lizards and tigers inside.
    The heart is like cement.
    Oh so easy to get harder and harder,
    Until the only solution is to
    Take a sledgehammer to it,
    And smithereen it back into tenderness.
    Ive missed being here, its good being back,
    Although being forced back into the
    Digi world was unwelcome, here I is back in it.

    Lots of love, be strong and upright for the people
    Around you to be supported by.

    Andy

  • June 24, 2019 - 1:13pm
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    Thanks for that. Really hit…

    Thanks for that. Really hit home with a lot of stuff I've been going through. Now pass the Kleenex box please.

  • June 21, 2019 - 11:38am
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    Dear Dennis

    Made me cry like a baby too. Beautifully written life experience.
    And Congratulations on your 40 yrs with your loved one! That's no small feat.

    Take care
    Joe

  • June 21, 2019 - 6:47am
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    Slo Lettuce - Bangin' Away

    Hey Man, kiss off. First thing in the morning, not even a cup of coffee in me and now you got me crying like a baby. I don't need this.

    Thanks, that was really nice. Very true. This September will mark 40 years with my wife. Talk about a long strange trip :-)

  • June 20, 2019 - 5:14pm
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    Making Love

    Not a poem, but beautiful nonetheless:

    In the seventies, you and I called it "having sex" or just "doing it," and we did it wherever and whenever we could: in the shower, on an air mattress in a tent, in saggy beds in cheap motels.
    Somewhere in the eighties it became making love. Our honeymoon lovemaking was the best ever: in a real bed with no one to interrupt us. We were going to do this forever. In the nineties we did it on a schedule: calendars and thermometers and keeping track. After the babies, making love meant keeping promises. It was as routine as you putting on the suit and tie and shaving every morning, and me doing laundry and having dinner on the table every night.
    The babies grew up and left home.
    After 2005 making love was you saying I was beautiful even though I was vomiting and bald, and my skin was gray.
    In 2008 it was your turn. Sex was out of the question. Making love was me changing dressings and cleaning the drainage tubes as gently as I could.
    By 2012 making love was just this:
    lying beside you, our hands touching knuckle to knuckle;
    smiling and crying; letting the morphine do its job;
    saying good-bye.

    - T.M.

  • August 25, 2018 - 8:34am
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    A New, Clear, Holy Cause?
    Pompeo erupted when told to hit the road. Korea will be m*a*s*h*d if Trump unlocks and unloads.
  • August 22, 2018 - 1:52pm
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    Feel For The Refugee (continued)
    Empathy is not pathologicalAs refugees run from the gangster’s wrath They support an aging demographical So immigration is a logical path. There’s a cost to Costa Rica When hunger hounds El Salvador Where’s the salvation for Guatemala In the clamor for our vice amor. We once beckoned with a beacon Now we behave so insecure When we grow older and weaken We will have wished more help were here. Our history has an oft whited bend As the land turns a little more brown Once natives were bled and branded red men But that’s past dark for those northern bound.
  • August 16, 2018 - 3:38am
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    Women Rule
    Sadat with Begin and Gandhi ‘fore KingNations lost foundations to peace building But harmony isn’t how we or the world sing And blood’s still gushing like hot water springs. Bet on wise women for peace to have a chance Before the puppet does his shadow dance They addressed advantaged deviants’ advances Now give them a hand so each life enhances. Denigrated and denied for far too long Women aren’t playing good old boy songs Deeming to undo what the men did wrong Because man’s fighting unless doing bongs. Today’s woman will bring this cabal to tears Sweeping in souring deals ‘til the swamp clears Fair ladies will help to rebuff four gone years With a peace from justice and the touch to fear.
  • August 13, 2018 - 1:06pm
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    All true - immigrants are not the enemy.
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Say it’s not happening; please say that it’s not true I’m definitely getting older and feeling kinda blue I stretch out in the morning to feel the strain of another day Leonard Cohen says it best “I ache where I used to play”. Driving to the CVS to buy a new bottle of pills Another attempt by the doctor to cure me of my ills The car behind sees my Jerry sticker and begins to cheer “Are you a Dead Head? We’ve been fans for 20 years ‘My Dad took me when I was little to so many of their shows Our whole family went to Chicago and Denver like it was twenty years ago.” The light turned green and off they went. I turned up the Landover ‘90 show with good old Jerry and Brent. Growing older is another stage, death another door, I have so much to look forward to... ...zillions of new releases from the Grateful Dead store. And the road goes on forever.... BobbaLee
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Satellites beamingWhile the world is sleeping Unaware We continue to pollute Pumping chemicals Into the air Now we have encoded Matter vibration And a million conversations Pass through you But you still feel lonely Asking what kind of onion To buy standing in the store It's a small price to pay To wiggle the vibrations Fill them with useless Information and porn And now we work and toil Sweat and die So that Time Warner can decide Which electrons our eyes Will ride Everyone sleeps Satellite beams While baby dreams On her pillow at night I ride the waves To faraway lands where People still lie And when things get hard They fly Oh so sad that they closed The book Satellites beaming While the world is dreaming Dream you little dreamer Dream your little life away But up beyond Around the stairs Even where you are You need not care Just lift it up a little Then a little more The castle's keep A tower door The stars beyond A leap Wings will appear To sleep to sleep I will care for you My darling until you wake And when you pull your head up off the pillow near I will turn and smile And say Good morning dear
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It's a painting not a raceWe'll all pass in and out of this together space Space in time But in Eternity, we are always all together In Eternity we are always all together We don't have to worry about it It's all written in the book We all stay together nobody falls away I never lost anybody not until this day So set your thought on kindness And ride the waves All the way home I'll be waiting for you baby I got here first But I have been all alone Waiting for you mama To lighten up my fire You burn so bright baby I will never feel cold So lets throw some paint on the wall And get started making it look pretty Dont worry about those people measuring up the walls They never ending painting anyway They're just learning how to stall So let's get on with it The eternity party never ends Stick it hard To the side of good Then there are no rules And we don't lose anybody on this trip We all will pass in and out of this together space Space in time But there is no need to worry We are already super fine. In eternity we are always all together We can confidently act that way here too Cause its da twufe.
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Sometimes I feel like a nutsoftly humming to myself on a sunny morning It always hits me just like a rocket ship a sweet sweet missile of Love divine hitting the bullseye everytime I don't care anymore I just don't care About anything but Love Couldn't care less It is all funny to me Wild waving of arms And gesticulating Just how that word came Up to be used right when I wanted to say Gesticulating, there, there was an opportunity, That is really funny to me. It is all storm and fury Over nothing How upset do you want to become Over illusion It is unseemly and A waste of time Good time that could be spent Reforming the thought around Perfect Love. I give you Life Who gives you death? Not I I only give Life Everlasting.
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Song for stephanie I can see that You can see that We can see Each other Now One step Closer That's the way We'll move into Union Now we are Here to Stay.
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Always free and sometimes chainedNow only free and no more chains It is mental slavery vs Mental discipline Who will win, will you decide Their sentence was up We should all be glad They won't be seen Any more in the prison yard Now they don't have to wear Grey with stripes No more; now They are dressed in Gold and white Purple and blue Saffron All the colors of eternity No longer the dust of dreams It's a jailbreak baby You've seen the scene Everybody without tickets Rushing the poor scared Ticket takers Always free and sometimes chained Now only free and no more chains We should all be happy We won't be seeing them In the prison yard No more
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Walking It Off Sitting 'round the fire getting high Looking at the moon up in the sky The stars begin appearing The time for dreams is nearing Days like these I never want to die Walking up the trail through wilderness I watch the sun burn off the morning mist With mountain snow-fields shining I see a black bear dining I smile at the sun and pump my fist I take a little break among the pines Shade is getting scarce near timberline I give the dog a biscuit Wonder, should we risk it? Heavens just across the next divide Moving on we finally hit the pass And see blue lakes and meadows of green grass It's where I aim to go Two thousand feet below It's summer-time and I have found the path
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Nice words Andy ! And starsleeper , That is a very nice one !! Thank you guy`s for sharing !!
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I had gone out and bought a JVC camcorder with "one-touch" upload to U-tube so I could get videos of my dog and also record my songs in beautiful nature settings and post them here but after about a month of trying to upload to u-tube and never having it work I took the damn thing back. I thought the college had dvd burners but it was only a cd burner and I would have had to pay another $200 for a dvd burner. I really got depressed for a while after that but that's the way it goes I guess, at least there's a place for my lyrics. Sleep in the stars Don't you cry Dry your eyes on the wind La da da da
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Back On The WagonG Well I'm back on the wagon again Yes I'm back on the wagon again 'Cause my morals they were sagging And my lame ass it was dragging so I'm Back on the wagon again Oh the wagon it goes rolling up the hill You know the wagon it goes rolling up the hill And when it gets near the summit That ol' wagon starts to plummet And it rolls back to the bottom of the hill The wagon it gets stuck down in the mud You see the wagon it be stuck down in the mud In a bog full of beer Lord please get me out of here And help me wash away all of the crud Well I'm back on the wagon again Oh I'm back on the wagon again Gave the wagon a shove Now it's powered by Love and I'm Back on the wagon again Back on the wagon yeah On the wagon again Back on the wagon
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From an Old Testament rootA Buddhist trunk did grow With branches of Islam, Christianity, and LSD. Sprouting New Testament leaves, Wisdom brought forth the fruit of Universal Love, Set to music, an eternal tone. I shall walk the sad streets of this lonely world Sharing an inward smile Needing no education To be understood. I shall walk these sad streets With a Love no hate can reach Until my wick runs low Then I shall bid adieu And say anon, anon, And be gone On the Whispering wind That shakes the leaves When you remember me.
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Attics of my Life Lyrics By: Robert Hunter In the attics of my life, full of cloudy dreams unreal. Full of tastes no tongue can know, and lights no eyes can see. When there was no ear to hear, you sang to me. I have spent my life seeking all that's still unsung. Bent my ear to hear the tune, and closed my eyes to see. When there was no strings to play, you played to me. In the book of love's own dream, where all the print is blood. Where all the pages are my days, and all the lights grow old. When I had no wings to fly, you flew to me, you flew to me. In the secret space of dreams, where I dreaming lay amazed. When the secrets all are told, and the petals all unfold. When there was no dream of mine, you dreamed of me.
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Flower Children I went down to the General Store To see what's going down It's up above the river's shore With mountains all around There's horseshoes and bar-b-ques And Blackberry pie And when she looked at me My oh my Underneath the Maple trees I took her hand To the swimming hole we walked Naked we swam Washing off the dusty day Feeling revived Looks like there's a full-moon on the rise Summer breezes blowing A wild river flowing You're like a flower Opening to light Back up to the General Store To watch the band A knock-knocking on Heaven's door We dance upon the land And when the drummers Call down thunder You touch my lips Next thing I know We're lost in a kiss Afterwards we take a drive Up to the old Lookout Never feeling so alive With so little doubt Moonlight escapades Shooting stars all over the place One couple face to face with love Summer breezes blowing A mountain meadow glowing You're like a flower Opening to light Summer breezes blowing A mountain meadow glowing You're like a flower Opening to life
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HOLLY HOLY Written by Neil Diamond Holly holy eyes Dream of only you Where I am, what I am What I believe in Holly holy Holly holy dream Wanting only you And she comes And I run just like the wind will Holly holy Sing a song Sing a song of songs Sing it out Sing it strong Call the sun in the dead of the night And the sun's gonna rise in the sky Touch a man who can't walk upright And that lame man, he's gonna fly And I fly And I fly Holly holy love Take the lonely child And the seed Let it be filled with tomorrow Holly holy Sing a song Sing a song of songs Sing it out Sing it strong Call the sun in the dead of the night And the sun's gonna rise in the sky Touch a man who can't walk upright And that lame man, he's gonna fly And I fly, yeah And I fly Holly holy dream Dream of only you Holly holy love Holly holy love 1969 Prophet Music, Inc. (ASCAP) for Steph, and the Diamondbacks---Andy
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people dis ol' Neil, and it's certainly true that he veers into self-parody on occasion, especially in the '70s, but he also wrote some of the best songs EVER.
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Thought it was interesting that he wrote thatmost beautiful love song to love in 1969, 40 years has only seemed to make it sweeter. I shall be mocked by my three fans, but I am planning to add some Neil songs to my active song folder. Corinna > I am, I said > Eternity > Kentucky Woman sounds nice to me. : ) the guy who, when everyone sat down for "My Brother Esau", would jump up and dance like a dancing fool. "slackin' on the back beat"
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I admit sheepishly. Particular favorites: Kentucky Woman, I'm a Believer (double whammy since I'm in love with the Monkees version), Solitary Man...though it took Johnny Cash's version of Solitary Man to open my ears.
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also Cracklin' Rosie. And perhaps most of all, the version of Sweet Caroline that's on Love at the Greek. I'm definitely ambivalent about the Jonathan Livingston Seagull material. On the one hand, self-parody personified. On the other: some of the songs manage to rise above it.
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Walkin with Harlan PepperDown the Motown Mountain road Clouds hug the tips of the mountain Peaks all around Fog in the valley down below He likes to run on the downhills I am learning to like it too Busting in the cabin door Both out of breath, he's Headed for the food bowl Baby hands me a warm mug And we listen to the public radio It's an old hunting cabin in the woods With purple trim and moose on the wall Right down from the swimming hole Dig my heels into the cool mud Still left over from the flood We see our image upright Then we see it flipped Depending which side of the Silverware we look at ourselves in Roasting mutantly large chicken legs Over the campfire, it was funny The bridge is down for repair Now all the traffic is racing down This lazy gravel track So the sheriff set up a speed trap Right across the lane, and The wind kept blowing the smoke Right into his cruiser. He took it in stride for about A half hour, then it drove him off It was funny smoking out the bear Everybody on the road has Set out the cutest little signs To say slow down Slow down so the kids can play Llama dancing, a lemonade stand Yo!, Hear ye, all different sorts Of signs to say Slow down so the kids can play Slow down so the kids can play Slow down so the kids can play
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Flower Children: The completed full-moon edition I went down to the General Store To see what's going down It's up above the rivers shore With mountains all around There's horseshoes and bar-b-ques And Blackberry pie And when she looked at me My oh my Underneath the Maple trees I took her hand To the swimming hole we walked Naked we swam Washing off the dusty day Feeling revived Looks like there's a full-moon on the rise Summer breezes blowing A wild river flowing You're like a flower Opening to light Summer breezes blowing A wild river flowing You're like a flower Opening to light Back up to the General Store To watch the band A knock-knocking on Heaven's door We dance upon the land And when the drummers Call down thunder You touch my lips Next thing I know We're lost in a kiss (Jam out) Afterwards we take a drive Up to the old Lookout Never feeling so alive With so little doubt Moonlight escapades Shooting stars all over the place One couple Face to face with love Summer breezes blowing A mountain meadow glowing You're like a flower Opening to light Summer breezes blowing A mountain meadow glowing You're like a flower Opening to life
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The light is always shiningThough one may feel The need to enter in It is ever on The light is always shining Bringing all to good Basking in the illumination Of understanding The whole human family Instantly healed In the rays emanating Ever present The light is always shining Waiting for us to get over our selves And join in the silent Party of smiles Heaven is ever ongoing All around and Inside you No need to miss out on Its panoramic view I am leaving the written word now To extemporize Reverse the illusion to Regain Truth Reverse the dream To awaken into the real Reverse hatred to know Love So not to miss out on Paradise in full bloom The harvest is ripe The thought is perfect All that is needed is a Slight flip of the focus An instant perspective change Rights the ship The light is always shining From its inexhaustible source I have used my last piece of paper To write these words But my thoughts never run dry We shall return to bathing in the rays That know no day or night The ocean of Love Envelopes you In its infinite healing certainty To activate the divine Home security system Surrender to Love Stand upright In the goodness of Soul And hold your ground Against the suggestion Of anything less Than Infinity..
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Watching everyoneGo through the same thing Thinking that they are the only ones It might make it easier If we would just talk to each other Or wordlessly hug each other At least it would ease the pain Of endless cycles round the sun Did you know the way I told you I showed you It is all that I can do The rest is up to you To catch the mass trance lie And wake up to heaven In your lap purring On your lawn chirping In the trees singing You never even knew. You were full of dead lines After care and street signs Telling you where you can go I will start walking now The other way You are free to follow Or wallow In your worst fears You are not fooling anyone But you Everyone else is laughing As they try to keep you from Yourself Trying to punish every one But it just keeps on falling Up on you Pick your self up and let's Take a walk around the pond It won't take too long It won't take Too long. Watching everyone Go through the same thing Thinking that they are the only ones It might make it easier If you would just talk to each other Or pick a day and everybody Hug each other.
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Oh, when you hearThat whistle blow Over on the other Side of the hill Then you will know That I love you still And you will know That I always will When the whistle blows Its sad refrain It's only saying Did I ever know your name? Oh, when you hear That whistle blow Oh when you hear That whistle blow Oh, when you hear That whistle blow Over on the other Side of the hill Then you will know That I love you still And you will know That I always will Oh when you hear That whistle blow Oh when you hear That whistle blow. {Bluegrass runs in C--- for Stephanie]
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Tunnel of Love by Bruce Springsteen Fat man sitting on a little stool Takes the money from my hand while his eyes take a walk all over you Hands me the ticket smiles and whispers good luck Cuddle up angel cuddle up my little dove We'll ride down baby into this tunnel of love I can feel the soft silk of your blouse And them soft thrills in our little fun house Then the lights go out and it's just the three of us You me and all that stuff we're so scared of Gotta ride down baby into this tunnel of love There's a crazy mirror showing us both in 5-D I'm laughing at you you're laughing at me There's a room of shadows that gets so dark brother It's easy for two people to lose each other in this tunnel of love it ought to be easy ought to be simple enough Man meets woman and they fall in love But the house is haunted and the ride gets rough And you've got to learn to live with what you can't rise above if you want to ride on down in through this tunnel of love Copyright © Bruce Springsteen (ASCAP)
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The Ballad of Poker Jim Poker Jim he said his prayers Then saddled up his horse They trotted down the Applegate Following its course Over the hills to Jacksonville He checks in the Hotel With pocket-full of nuggets They always treat him well He sees Benny the barber And Tom the tailor too He comes out looking smarter Then heads for the saloon The doors went swinging open And Jim he rang the bell The women looked and whispered The men let out a yell Soon Jim's at the table Shuffling the deck He eyes the competition Their "tells" they will regret The cards are down and dirty Raises build the pot Jim is getting thirsty The day is getting hot chorus Poker Jim Needs jacks or better And aces to win They're callin' him He lays down his hand And rakes it all in Poler Jim The Spirits they whisper To you in the wind To go "all in" Just play what you're dealt And never give in Back out on the streets A rider rushes into town Someone robbed the Stage of gold And gunned the driver down A posse soon was forming The men were looking mean Charlie Buck was there Along with Cook and Green And when the sherrif ordered They started in pursuit And tracked the desperate killers To a hideout in Red Buttes Poker Jim dismounted With rifle in his hand He knew where they were hiding This was their last hand And as the sun was setting The bells of justice rang The end had finally come For the Cameron brothers gang As Poker Jim rode off He waved his hat and smiled Take it easy boys I'll see you the next time! Poker Jim Needs jacks or better And aces to win They're callin' him He lays down his hand And rakes it all in Poker Jim The Spirits they whisper To you in the wind To go "all in" Just play what you're dealt And never give in
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The Ballad of Poker Jim Poker Jim he said his prayers Then saddled up his horse They trotted down the Applegate Following it's course Over the hills to Jacksonville He checks in the Hotel With pocket-full of nuggets They always treat him well He sees Benny the barber And Tom the tailor too He comes out looking smarter Then heads for the saloon The doors went swinging open And Jim he rang the bell The women looked and whispered The men let out a yell Soon Jim's at the table Shuffling the deck He eyes the competition Their "tells" they will regret The cards are down and dirty Raises build the pot Jim is getting thirsty The day is getting hot chorus Poker Jim Needs jacks or better And aces to win They're callin' him He lays down his hand And rakes it all in Poker Jim The Spirits they whisper To you in the wind To go "all in" Just play what you're dealt And never give in Back out on the streets A rider rushes into town Someone robbed the Stage of gold And gunned the driver down A posse soon was forming The men were looking mean Charlie Buck was there Along with Cook and Green And when the Sheriff ordered They started in pursuit And tracked the desperate killers To a hideout in Red Buttes Poker Jim dismounted With rifle in his hand He knew where they were hiding This was their last hand And as the sun was setting The bells of justice rang The end had finally come For the Cameron brothers gang As Poker Jim rode off He waved his hat and smiled Take it easy boys I'll see you the next time! Poker Jim Needs jacks or better And aces to win They're callin' him He lays down his hand And rakes it all in Poker Jim The Spirits they whisper To you in the wind To go "all in" Just play what you're dealt And never give in Ratdog coming to Jacksonville Friday inspired me to write that one
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Stay on the silly sideSilly side of the street You just have to watch Where you put your feet Stay on the silly side Silly side of the street It's no joke to Skip a beat If you lose track Of your funny bone The world don't look Too sweet So far from home Stay on the silly side Silly side of the street Let the serious ones Take all the heat Stay on the silly side Silly side of the street That's where all The people are Who you will Want to meet Stay on the funny side Live on the sunny side Stay on the silly side Silly side of the street There ain't no real reason To get stressed There never has been The first problem In heaven So stay on the silly side Walk on the sunny side Keep to the funny side Stay on the silly side Silly side of the street.
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Drove the coolest coastPast ancient Redwoods Along a wild river Ended up in Wilderville Harmonized with the summer breezes on the Applegate Joined the dream team Slept on Panther Flat under a blazing sky full of stars,burning off the darkness Drove the lazy river road from Reedsport to Drain Watched barefoot Bobby make us smile Pissed him off taking too many pics of him and the dancing bear Sorry Senor A Hard Rain was so beautiful that soft tears flowed from my eyes The Dark Star shimmered with radiance The boys were being stellar and all hands contributed worthily to the stew Jerry stared back at me from the cover of the songbook A beautiful young woman named Sheila came up to my car to see if I would buy a sticker for a buck to help a childrens charity she supports She gave me a warm hug I gave her an agate too Her sticker says: "Yes!" What Your Inner Heart is Searching for Does Exist! Had the feeling I'm just a poor pathetic crippled lonsome loser Decided it's better than nothing, keep trying A certain song meant everything to me
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Live The Dream The last days of summer Before their out of reach We're going for a ride Time to hit the beach We'll do a little cookin' Maybe get a little fried And have a lot of fun Forget the world for a while Oh Friday come and set me free To live the dream We're cruisin' 101 Rollin at 55 I ain't in no hurry Just want to make it there alive The gals are in bikinis And sunshine sets the mood I go from feeling tiny To like a surfer in a tube (bridge) As the wave curls above You're the one I'm thinking of Together we can be so free To live the dream Here comes a tsunami A tidal wave of Love It's time to come together It's gonna be a flood The sun is going down The lights are coming up And all the world's a stage For filling empty cups Oh Friday come and set me free To live the dream
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I had some dreams I had some wishes I found a Ms. And made her my Mrs.
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you should give your Mrs.some kisses And tell her She tastes delicious
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Stuman, you are one lucky guy. If I EVER refer to my wife as "the Mrs", it's like there's a laser beam direct from her eyes into my brain. In fact, I can feel it now!! ARRRGGGHH!! Shine on, folks.
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I'm the little wax musicianIn the little wax museum Over in the corner Playing my little wax saxophone Sitting on its little wax stand Spitting out the pretty wax colors Fat and shiny yellows greens and blues And as the wax cools it turns into porcelain spots Upon the silk knotted linen Resting atop the little wax divan. I play all your usual numbers Like any street musician would But I am busy working on my tone Little wax notes are a dime a dozen I can only afford eight at a time So I stretch them out in the moment Enjoying each moment and note for its own self Digging deep inside each note To find its true tone I am the little wax musician In the little wax museum Over in the corner Playing my little wax saxophone On its little wax stand Every instrument has its role Oh the happiness to skillfully play my part Sometimes just one note From the little wax saxophone Can make me cry And break my heart The good way.
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Giggle proofI can't be started My face is stone It's not funny Don't even try to make me laugh No, I'm not ticklish Get away from me with that This is serious stuff No time for smiles It's not like there's a full moon Or we've been driving for hours We're just sitting here You and me And there is nothing funny about it Why are you smiling? What's so funny to you? You look like I am saying the funniest things Can you explain to me What is so ridiculous to you?? Leaning over the car like that Talking about apple orchards It all became so funny suddenly I couldn't help myself, sorry And when you fell into the stream Retrieving the ball And got stuck in the mud And I had to pull you out I am sorry for laughing And that time we were Faced out in the winter snow Twinkles all around And you were laying on that tree limb Stretched out over the almost frozen pond I remember the reflection and the tree Forming a doorway of eternity That I walked through Never to return Behind me, I heard a splash As you fell in I am so sorry I laughed On our walk back to the warmth But all the other times I am not sorry for It was good laughs But this isn't funny at all So stop laughing I'm serious Why are you still laughing? I mean it This is serious. Giggle proof I can't be started My face is stone It's not funny Don't even try to make me laugh. No, I'm not smiling. I'm not. Okay, maybe a little. Just about the pond thing, though. Sorry. It was funny!
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There's a bright, golden haze on the meadowThere's a bright, golden haze on the meadow. The corn is as high as an elephant's eye And it looks like it's climbing clear up to the sky. Oh, what a beautiful Mornin' Oh, what a beautiful day. I've got a beautiful feelin' Everything's goin' my way. All the cattle are standin' like statues All the cattle are standin' like statues They don't turn their heads as they see me ride by But a little brown mav'rick is winkin' her eye Oh, what a beautiful Mornin' Oh, what a beautiful day. I've got a beautiful feelin' Everything's goin' my way. All the sounds of the earth are like music All the sounds of the earth are like music The breeze is so busy it don't miss a tree An' a ol' weepin' willer is laughin' at me Oh, what a beautiful Mornin' Oh, what a beautiful day. I've got a beautiful feelin' Everything's goin' my way. Oh, what a beautiful day!
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thought she was awesome. This one's for her. I wrote it last night. Initiate Contact Work all the day Here all the jive Don't hold me back I want to be alive I see your face You little clown You think you're special? Chasing me around? Boy, take a seat Cause I'm the news And if you're sweet you can Shine my shoes! Under the lights It's going down If you're too busy Then I'll see you around Chorus Don't leave me hanging on (Ooh baby) Don't leave me hanging (I need some Love) Don't leave me hanging (Initiate contact) Don't leave me hanging on Don't need illusions Just keep it real And if it works I'll give you a feel Show me some Love Don't close the door Cause I want to be Something more! Don't leave me hanging on (Ooh baby) Don't leave me hanging (I need some Love) Don't leave me hanging (Initiate contact) Don't leave me hanging on Beam me up Scotty
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And it always bothered me As high as an elephants eye" Have you been to Oklahoma? Where are the elephants? And the road goes on forever.... BobbaLee
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And they hated each other with a passion! many lawsuits Thats why it became Rogers and Hart. And the road goes on forever.... BobbaLee
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Sorry, marye, that you have to clean up my posts, with all you have on your platethis week. Nice catch, though. I guess Hammerstein gets the lyrical credit. From Wikipedia "Oklahoma! is the first musical written by composer Richard Rodgers and librettist Oscar Hammerstein II." I haven't been in Oklahoma since the 70s, but I did not see any elephants at that time. I did catch a ride in a nice old Ford Mustang, however. and 'starsleeper', I love reading your poems.
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That's just silly! Makes more sense to look for them in Alabama, where the Tuscaloosa. Just be careful who's pajamas they're wearing. Thanks, Groucho!
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whose surrey they're pulling...
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thnx fi u2, I thought there was a strange breed of red elephant in OkArk. Roses are red Violets are blue Way down in Kentucky They shine the moo Circle songs and sands of time And seasons will end in tumbled rhyme
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Cat naps under bird clockMarking time 'clack clack' Morning fire plays a waltz Upon the smoky glass Cello draws a human voice Imploring Dog is backwards Under the covers In between Flights of fancy Silence but for the Comforting snap From the bed of coals And the clack clack clack Of the bird clock On the cabin wall
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Out of the night burning with lightTrain shining black, I wont look back, life is running Hoping some day someone will say I got it made Pull up the shade, let the sun in Down on the night train, I feel the starlight steal away Use up a lifetime looking for the break of day Border patrol looking through me Towns without names all look the same, I hear crying Paris to Spain, countries in pain Caught up in flight, feeling the sight, Europe dying Rolling on, hear the wheels singing, fever keep coming on so strong My ticket paid, trying to fade I hope I get there not just somewhere I was leaving Out in the dark all the wolves bark I fold my arms try to keep warm by believing Hard rain following on, cold wheels moving on Everybody they're so alone down on the night train 1980 F.S. Music Ltd., Irving Music, Inc. & Blue Sky Rider Songs All rights on behalf of F.S. Music Ltd. for the USA & Canada administered by Warner-Tamerlane Publishing Corp.
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1. Climb2. Your Love 3. One Way 4. Wide Open Feeling 5. Muse Fodder (Not Much I Can Do) 6. Angel of Love 7. Live The Dream 8. Flower Children 9. The Ballad of Poker Jim 10. Initiate Contact Don't have a title yet