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Posted on 08/21/2014 5:57:13 PM PDT by fatima
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Here’s a ping.Can’t stay with the thread tonight.((((Hugs)))))
Watch “Randy Newman - Short People” on YouTube
Randy Newman - Short People: http://youtu.be/1NvgLkuEtkA
People are strange https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Sq9oR9x171w
Pamela Brown - Leo Kottke
And first in with Lola - the Kinks
“For Emily - Whenever I May Find Her”
Simon & Garfunkel
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=om7aUNZQVpQ
What I dream I had:
Pressed in organdy;
Clothed in crinoline of smoky Burgundy;
Softer than the rain.
I wandered empty streets
Down past the shop displays.
I heard cathedral bells
Tripping down the alley ways,
As I walked on.
And when you ran to me
Your cheeks flushed with the night.
We walked on frosted fields of juniper and lamplight,
I held your hand.
And when I awoke and felt you warm and near,
I kissed your honey hair with my grateful tears.
Oh I love you, girl.
Oh, I love you.
“Honey”
Bobby Goldsboro
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=59BZxgohr9g
See the tree, how big it’s grown
But friend it hasn’t been too long
It wasn’t big
I laughed at her and she got mad
The first day that she planted it, was just a twig
Then the first snow came
And she ran out to brush the snow away
So it wouldn’t die
Came runnin’ in all excited
Slipped and almost hurt herself
And I laughed till I cried
She was always young at heart
Kinda dumb and kinda smart and I loved her so
And I surprised her with a puppy
Kept me up all Christmas Eve two years ago
And it would sure embarrass her
When I came in from workin’ late
‘Cause I would know
That she’d been sittin’ there and cryin’
Over some sad and silly late, late show
And honey, I miss you
And I’m bein’ good
And I’d love to be with you
If only I could
She wrecked the car and she was sad
And so afraid that I’d be mad
But what the heck
Though I pretended hard to be
Guess you could say she saw through me
And hugged my neck
I came home unexpectedly
And caught her cryin’ needlessly
In the middle of the day
And it was in the early Spring
When flowers bloom and robins sing
She went away
And honey, I miss you
And I’m bein’ good
And I’d love to be with you
If only I could
One day while I was not at home
While she was there and all alone
The angels came
Now all I have is memories of Honey
And I wake up nights and call her name
Now my life’s an empty stage
Where Honey lived and Honey played
And love grew up
And a small cloud passes overhead
And cries down on the flower bed
That Honey loved
And see the tree how big it’s grown
But friend it hasn’t been too long
It wasn’t big
And I laughed at her and she got mad
The first day that she planted it, was just a twig
Bad Bad Leroy Brown.
I always liked “Chloe” (aka Song of the Swamp), and found it strangely evocative. A 1920s song, but unlike the usual tin-pan-ally style. Seems more like a song that wasn’t actually composed, but just emanated up from the mists. Like another old standard, “Dinah.”
And no, don’t anyone mention Spike Jones’ 1940s parody of “Chloe” to me. It’s a decent parody, but it annoys me that most people I run into seem to primarily know the song from there, and it seems to ultimately lead to a belittling of what I frankly find a memorable tune.
Amanda - Boston
Aubrey - David Gates and Bread
Mandy - Barry Manilow
My Maria - B.W. Stevenson
Beth - Kiss
Where've You Been -- Kathy Mattea
About people who've been married a long time and are at the end
“Born to the Breed”
Judy Collins
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gE2QU3jS_Fo
I was only nineteen
The morning you were born
With your hair fine and red
And your eyes like my own
Barely a woman
With only a song
I sang to keep you smilin
And held you all night long
Home through the streets
With you in my arms
Cold winter mornings
In a Colorado town
I’ve seen you stumble
You’ve watched me fall
You know I’ve got nothing
You know we’ve got it all
Rain comes down and the trucks rollin by
Does that old parka keep you dry?
Sixteen years old, out on the road
Tryin’ to get to the sky
Back in September
You call’d me on the phone
“Ma, you know I love you,
But I gotta be own my own
Comes a time in a boy’s life
When he’s got to be a man,
Please don’t try to find me
Please try to understand.”
Got me a job in a rock and roll band
Gonna try to see if I can get by
Sixteen years old, out on the road,
Trying to get to the sky.
I’ve watched you grow
Thru all these years
You’ve seen me stumble
I’ve watched your tears
Sometimes there were roses
Sometimes it was thorns
But I know you’re gonna make it
As sure as you were born
And I hope from what you wanted
You get what you need
I know your gonna make it
You were born to the breed
Sixteen years old
Out on the road,
Trying to get to the sky
Jim Croce - Bad Bad Leroy Brown
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QvwDohEEQ1E
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