Posted on 11/08/2024 5:44:28 PM PST by vespa300
The Thrill is gone away and you know you done me wrong baby.....
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“Here’s a Quarter, Call Someone Who Cares”
“Don’t Speak” - No Doubt
https://youtu.be/TR3Vdo5etCQ?feature=shared
B.B.King - The thrill is gone
Paint it Black.
The Smiths - Heaven Knows I’m Miserable Now
First thought: They’re Coming to Take me Away
LoL good one
that’s the one that came to mind .....I linked it. Seems to really capture the sore losers state of mind....and what a song!
A great rendition by Sonny and Cher...words fit too for the sore losers:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=helVFc4FvCo
The Kinks - Stop Your Sobbing
Groovey Tune! like it
And So It Goes
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=FHO6a2H-pqY&pp=ygUZYW5kIHNvIGl0IGdvZXMgYmlsbHkgam9lbA%3D%3D
Alone Again, Naturally
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=D_P-v1BVQn8&pp=ygUVYWxvbmUgYWdhaW4gbmF0dXJhbGx5
That would be my pick too.
“The Israelites” (1990 Desmond Dekker)
[Verse 1]
Get up in the morning, slaving for bread, sir
So that every mouth can be fed
Poor, poor me, Israelites (Ah-ah)
Get up in the morning, slaving for bread, sir
So that every mouth can be fed
Poor, poor me, Israelites, sir
[Verse 2]
My wife and my kids, they pack up and a-leave me
Darling, she said, “I was yours to receive”
Poor, poor me, Israelites, hey
Shirt, them a-tear up, trousers are gone
I don’t want to end up like Bonnie and—
(Poor) Bonnie and Clyde, poor me, Israelites, hey
[Verse 3]
After a storm, there must be a calm
They catch me in the farm
You sound your alarm
Poor, poor me, Israelites, hey
[Instrumental]
[Verse 1]
I said, I get up in the morning, slaving for bread, sir
So that every mouth can be fed
Poor, poor me, Israelites, hey-hey
Wife and my kids, they pack up and a-leave me
Darling, she said, “I was yours to receive”
Poor, poor me, Israelites, hey
[Verse 2]
Shirt, them a-tear up, trousers are gone
I don’t want to end up like Bonnie and—
(Poor) Like Bonnie and Clyde, poor me, Israelites, hey
[Verse 3]
After a storm, there must be a calm
They catch me in the farm, you sound your alarm
Poor, poor me, Israelites, hey-hey-hey
Poor, poor me, Israelites
Dem a wonder we not working so hard
Poor, poor me, Israelites
Dey look a-down on me, sir
Poor, poor me, Israelites (Yeah-ee-ee)
Poor, poor me, Israelites, yeah, yeah, yeah
Poor, poor me, Israelites, yeah, yeah
Poor, poor me, Israelites (Israelites)
Poor, poor me, Israelites
‘It’s, A Matter of Fact” by Jeff Lynne and ELO!!!!!!
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