Tell us your Favorite "Ice, Winter, Snow Songs" Freeper Canteen - 7 Feb 2014

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[AZamericonnie]

~Favorite "Ice, Snow and Winter" Songs~

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Metallica - Trapped Under Ice


I don't know how to live trough this hell
Woken up, I'm still locked in this shell
Frozen soul, frozen down to the core
Break the ice, I can't take anymore

Freezing
Can't move at all
Screaming
Can't hear my call
I am dying to live
Cry out
I'm trapped under ice

Crystallized, as I lay here and rest
Eyes of glass stare directly at death
From deep sleep I have broken away
No one knows, no one hears what I say

Freezing
Can't move at all
Screaming
Can't hear my call
I am dying to live
Cry out
I'm trapped under ice

Scream from my soul
Fate, mystified
Hell, forever more
No release from my cryonic state
What is this? I've been stricken by fate
Wrapped up tight, cannot move, can't break free
Hand of doom has a tight grip on me

Freezing
Can't move at all
Screaming
Can't hear my call
I am dying to live
Cry out
I'm trapped under ice



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Fleet Foxes - White Winter Hymnal

I was following the,
I was following the,
I was following the,
I was following the,
I was following the,
I was following the,
I was following the,
I was following the,
I was following the pack,
All swallowed in their coats
With scarves of red tied 'round their throats
To keep their little heads
From fallin' in the snow
And I turned 'round and there you go.
And Michael you would fall,
And turn the white snow
Red as strawberries in the summertime.

I was following the pack,
All swallowed in their coats
With scarves of red tied 'round their throats
To keep their little heads
From fallin' in the snow
And I turned 'round and there you go.
And Michael you would fall,
And turn the white snow
Red as strawberries in the summertime.

I was following the pack,
All swallowed in their coats
With scarves of red tied 'round their throats
To keep their little heads
From fallin' in the snow
And I turned 'round and there you go.
And Micheal you would fall,
And turn the white snow
Red as strawberries in the summertime....

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[Jet Jaguar]

Thanks!

[spel_grammer_an_punct_polise]

I know that bluebonnets are pretty but I like much better a field of a combination of bluebonnets and Indian paint brushes. ;-)

[kanawa]

I like Snowbound by Donald Fagan

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sBKD3IWEAhg

It was the first song my dog learned to sing to.
I used to try to get him to howl when this part came around...

Snowbound
Let’s sleep in today
Wake me up
When the wolves come out to play
Heat up
These white nights
We’re gonna turn this town
Into a city of lights

He would look at me seemingly without comprehension.

Then one day out of the blue he began to howl along.

It brought such joy to my heart
and a thankfulness to God for the wonderful gift
he had given me by bringing my dog into my life.

[Kathy in Alaska]

w h !!

Publius.....#100!!

[luvie]

Howdy, LV! What a beautiful picture!...and song!

[ConorMacNessa]

GOD BLESS AND PROTECT OUR TROOPS!



Finbar & Eddie Furey - "Sweet Carron Lough Bay"
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"Winter was brawling the high hills and mountains
And dark were the clouds o'er the deep rolling sea
I met a wee lass as the daylight was dawning
She was asking the road to sweet Carron Lough Bay.

Says I "Me wee lassie, I canna well tell you
Oh how many miles and how far it might be
But if you'll consent I'll convey you a wee bit
And I'll show you the road to sweet Carron Lough Bay.

Just turn to the right and go down by the churchyard
Cross over the river and down by the sea
We'll stop at Pat Hamill's and have a wee drop there
And I'll show you the road to sweet Carron Lough Bay.

Here's a health to Pat Hamill, likewise the wee lassie
And every laddie that's listening to me
And ne'er turn your back on a bonnie sweet lassie
When she's asking the road to sweet Carron Lough Bay.

Please let me know by Freepmail if you would like to be admitted to or released from my music ping list.

"Riamh nár dhruid ó sbairn lann!"

Genuflectimus non ad principem sed ad Principem Pacis!

Listen, O isles, unto me; and hearken, ye people, from far; The LORD hath called me from the womb; from the bowels of my mother hath he made mention of my name. (Isaiah 49:1 KJV)

[jocon307]

Yes, that is great, they really rock it!

[left that other site]

Indeed! I have the dates and the venues, and now it is just a matter of rehearsing the kids, printing up the programs and awards, and collecting the fees (to reimburse me for the rentals)

Asking for money is hard for me, even though it really shouldn’t be.

[Kathy in Alaska]

I am sallying forth from the office. Back in a bit.

[Publius]

During the Great Depression, music lessons were often paid for by barter. The lady who taught piano would get pork chops or a live chicken as payment.

[Chode]

most welcome... careful with the shoveling

[doug from upland]

Al Gore’s global wonderland -

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KVMoNHY1dLo

[Liberty Valance]

Thanks Luv!

[jocon307]

Mine is really “a hazy shade of winter” both the original by Simon & Garfinkle and the cover version by The Bangles.

I remember one icy, awful Jersey winter morning, when the new version was a hit, and I said “I’m not leaving the house until I hear that song”, but good old WDHA played it bright and early, so I got to work on time!

[left that other site]

My students sometimes give me food.

Which is a good thing, because sometimes my fridge is empty.

[Two Kids' Dad]

Motorhead’s “Out of the Sun”

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z9YRhKcLJK8

The wind is cold where I live, the blizzard is my home
Snow and ice and loaded dice, the Wizard lives alone
The wind is cold where I live, white and cold and clean
White and cold and bought and sold and heartbreak in between

And so we shall see what is done and done and done

Trees are stone where I live, leaves of razor steel
High and low and ice and snow, broken on the wheel
Trees are stone where I live, flowers made of glass
Cold and white and wrong and right and voices from the past

And all our yesterdays are now undone, out of the sun

Frozen and insane, I alone remain
held in the vice of my disdain
There is now way that anyone will ever make me warm again

Life is death where I live, frozen grin my smile
Sun is moon and out of tune, broken strings and bile
Death is life where I live, hearts turned into stone
Frozen breath, and froze death and prisons made of bone

And so we shall see what becomes become, out of the sun

[2CAVTrooper]

There is one from the Hillman in the morning show on 107.3 WAAF in Boston that I remember

Snow plows plow, are ya listnen?
In da street, black ice glistnen.
A horrible sight, I’m pissed off tonight,
I’m sick of f’n winter in New England!

Freezing rain, sleet and hail,
Slide off da road and hit a guard rail.
Ya shovel n stack, an’ throw out ya back.
I’m sick of f’n winter in New England!

In da mornin I will scrape my car off,
To spend da day in line for milk an’ bread.
Then I gotta find a place to park it,
That ain’t reserved with chairs by f’n jerks.

Later on a storm’s upon us,
As da roof collapses on us.
Everything’s white, I’m fed up tonight,
I’m sick of f’n winter in New England!

[Clint N. Suhks]

Zooey Deschanel and Leon Redbone (Baby It's Cold Outside)

[GSWarrior]

The Ice Maiden — Prefab Sprout

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yFo1UQTThCg&feature=kp

[Kathy in Alaska]

You shouldn’t have to bare the brunt of the costs.

Glad you have everything all lined out.