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FReeper Canteen - Favorite "Flower" Song, Tell Us Yours! - 27 May 2016
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| Canteen Crew
Posted on 05/26/2016 6:00:59 PM PDT by AZamericonnie
Favorite "Flower" Songs
*Video*
Killswitch Engage - Rose Of Sharyn
Numb and broken, Here I stand alone, Wondering what were The last words I said to you Hoping, praying that I'll find a way To turn back time, Can I turn back time? What would I give to behold. The smile the face of love, You never left me, The rising sun Will always speak your name.
Numb, i'm broken Here i stand alone. Wondering the words, The last words i said to you It won't be long We'll meet again...
What would i give, to behold The smile, the face of love? You never left me The rising sun Will always speak your name
It won't be long, we'll meet again Your memory is never passing It won't be long, we'll meet again My love for you is everlasting.
I mourn for those who never knew you I mourn for those who never knew you
It won't be long, we'll meet again Your memory is never passing It won't be long, we'll meet again My love for you is everlasting.
It won't be long, we'll meet again.. It won't be long, we'll meet again.. It won't be long, we'll meet again.. It won't be long, we'll meet again..
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Jud Strunk - Daisy A Day
He remembers the first time he met her He remembers the first thing she said He remembers the first time he held her And the night that she came to his bed
He remembers her sweet way of singin' Honey has somethin' gone wrong He remembers the fun and the teasin' And the reason he wrote her this song I'll give you a daisy a day I'll give you a daisy a day I'll love you until the rivers run still And the four winds we know blow away
< They would walk down the street in the evenin' And for years I would see them go by And their love that was more than the clothes that they wore Could be seen in the gleam of their eye
As a kid they would take me for candy And I loved to go taggin' along We'd hold hands while we walked to the corner And the old man would sing her his song
I'll give you a daisy a day I'll give you a daisy a day I'll love you until the rivers run still And the four winds we know blow away
Now he walks down the street in the evenin' And he stops by the old candy store And I somehow believe he's believin' He's holdin' her hand like before
For he feels all her love walkin' with him And he smiles at the things she might say Then the old man walks up to the hilltop And gives her a daisy a day
I'll give you a daisy a day I'll give you a daisy a day I'll love you until the rivers run still And the four winds we know blow away
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=g458-jXkbpU
Lo how a rose ere blooming
From tender stem hath sprung!
Of Jesse’s lineage coming
As men of old have sung.
It came a floweret bright
Amid the cold of winter
When half spent was the night.
Isaiah twas foretold it
The rose I have in mind
With Mary we behold it
The virgin mother kind.
To show God’s love aright
She bore to men a savior
When half spent was the night.
To: AZamericonnie
To: Kathy in Alaska
Thank you, I appreciate it!
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posted on
05/26/2016 8:07:51 PM PDT
by
The Mayor
(Honesty means never having to look over your shoulder.)
To: AZamericonnie
To: AZamericonnie
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posted on
05/26/2016 8:16:19 PM PDT
by
KarlInOhio
(An orange jumpsuit is the new black pantsuit.)
To: AZamericonnie
Hi AZ, Kathy.
“Lily of the West.” Haunting. Any version is good — Nana Mouskouri was excellent.
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posted on
05/26/2016 8:19:54 PM PDT
by
MoochPooch
(I'm a compassionate cynic.)
To: AZamericonnie
Roses Are Red
A long, long time ago
On graduation day
You handed me your book
I signed this way:
“Jane Fondas red, my love.
Violets are blue.
Stalin is dead, my love.
I wish that she were, too.”
We dated through high school
And when the big day came
I wrote into your book
Next to my name:
“Jane Fondas red, my love.
Violets are blue.
Stalin is dead, my love.
I wish that she were, too.”
Then I went far away
And you found someone new
I read your letter, dear
And I wrote back to you:
“Jane Fondas red, my love.
Violets are blue.
Stalin is dead, my love.
I wish that you were, too.”
Is that your little girl?
She doesnt look at all like Jane.
Someday some boy will write
Next to her name:
“Jane Fondas red, my love.
Violets are blue.
Stalin is dead, my love.
Im glad that she is, too.”
To: Kathy in Alaska
Thanks Kathy. I haven’t heard that recording in well over 20 years. I thought copyright laws stood in the way.
This is a fine song, written in an olde genteel style.
To: AZamericonnie
To: HandyDandy
To: AZamericonnie
To: bigbob
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To: greene66
To: AZamericonnie
To: AZamericonnie
My mother loved to play the piano and sing this song.
Moonlight and Roses--Waring's Pennsylvanians (1926)
To: Kathy in Alaska
To: Kathy in Alaska
God bless my Ma. From the top of her head to the soles of her blessed feet. She is a real gem. There’s no equal to her love and caring ways.
God bless my Ma!
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posted on
05/26/2016 8:38:22 PM PDT
by
MeekMom
(He is risen, no longer in the grave. Death could not hold Him. Behold Christ the risen Lord!)
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