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2009 Just Plain Folks Best Lyric Award --------------------------------------------- Hi Folks,
We didn't hit the required number of entries to conduct the peer review portion of the Lyric Award Process. We are still going to move forward with this category and we'll be using a selection of Peer Judges, Fans and Industry folks as well as JPF Staff Volunteers who aren't entered, to help choose this year's nominees. We will announce those nominees the same time we announce the Video Nominations prior to the awards in August. The winners will be announced live at the awards show with all the other categories.
Thanks to everyone for their patience during this process. We are cutting off all entries at the end of the day Sunday, July 5th.
We'll post the nominees onces we have them for final voting to choose the winner.
Thanks to all who have participated! Good luck to everyone!
Brian
Brian Austin Whitney Founder Just Plain Folks jpfolkspro@gmail.com Skype: Brian Austin Whitney Facebook: www.facebook.com/justplainfolks"Don't sit around and wait for success to come to you... it doesn't know the way." -Brian Austin Whitney "It's easier to be the bigger man when you actually are..." -Brian Austin Whitney "Sometimes all you have to do to inspire humans to greatness is to give them a reason and opportunity to do something great." -Brian Austin Whitney
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The Man That Isnt There (copyright 2007) Carrie Landsgaard
Vs: Im sittin at your table, Standing in your shop, Dont ever ask about me, Im the man that time forgot.
Friendly with your daughter, Share my sugar too, Dont ever try to find me, I will come to you.
Pre Chorus: oh, oh, oh, oh.
Chorus: The man that isnt there, Wears me like a shadow, And youd best beware, The day he turns, The man that isnt there, Smiles, always cares The day may come for you to run From the man that isnt there.
Vs: You may never notice, Through the friendly talk, The smile so familiar Is feral as a hawk,
And daily you may love me, Never feel the knock, The missing hollow feeling From the man that time forgot,
Release: Feel shattered, scattered, dont look down.
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I Dreamed Copyright Renata Sajko and John Dabbs 2008 from Hidden Gems Released 2008
Verse I dreamed, I dreamed of you today You hadn't gone away I felt the soft sea air Your fingers through my hair
We danced throught the night And held each other tight You softly kissed my lips Caressed my fingertips
And I know, you had to go Now you're with me, in my reverie
Chorus No one could see What the future would be That fate wouldn't let you stay Leave me dreaming day to day
Verse Each day I wish that you were near In dreams you're always here Just like you were before I couldn't wish for more
And if I could never wake My heart would stop its ache Once more I'd hold your hand I'm sure you understand
And I know, you had to go Now you're here with me, in my reverie In my, in my reverie
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"Turn It Around," by Din Within Writers: Mark Gollihur/Josh Sager From "Awaken the Man," released Nov 2007
Passing by the same old faces Taking their lives through the routine paces While the blue-blood sons of the fortunate ones get high Stepford wives with saccharine graces Hide behind white-picket pretenses As their Good Ol' Boys consume every piece of the pie
Why waste another day? (nothing changes) We've let them take so much away (we're cheering) As the gray men in suits march on
American sheiks get compulsory tax, While the governments fleece every thread off our backs And leave us content with our hopes and our lottery dreams For all that the rich little heiresses know My life makes a real good reality show But this is The Real World, and The Simple Life ain't what it seems
Why waste another day? (nothing changes) We've let them take so much away (we're cheering) As the gray men in suits march on to claim their victory (so deceiving) We watched it play out on TV (they're sneering)
Playing the game by a different rule book You scapegoat and run with the money you took from the middle class to feed your lapdogs and sycophants Who needs the law when the big man's on your side? Is he speaking to you when you put aside the will of the people? The view must be nice from the West Wing steeple.
Turn it around...
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"How Big" by Eric Herman From the album What a Ride! (2009) Lyrics by Eric Herman Endres and Roseann Endres Copyright 2007
There's an itty bitty bug who lives on the back of a tiny bug Who lives on the back of a little bug Who lives on a hollowed out log
The log lives on the edge of some woods on the edge of a pond And near the edge of the pond lives a little bug eatin' frog
The itty bitty bug thinks what he sees is everything He doesn't know that really, he's so very small What's in his eyes is what he sees so the itty bitty bug will say- "How big is my world, how big is my life, how big is it all"
There's a girl who lives on a planet that lives near a star that lives in a galaxy where lives a hundred billion other stars
The galaxy lives in a universe with billions of galaxies And the universe lives... well, we can't see that far
The girl on the planet thinks what she sees is everything She doesn't know that really, she's so very small What's in her eyes is what she sees so the girl on the planet will say- "How big is my world, how big is my life, how big is it all"
And a universe might be inside a tiny speck of dust Big and small both go to the extreme So whether you're an itty bitty bug or a kid in a galaxy Your life is always as big as you dream
How big is my life? How big is it all?
How big is my world, how big is my life, how big is it all... (repeat through fade out)
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RHAPSODY FROM SIXTH AVENUE
The Empire Diner is located just off Times Square Not far from Mannys Music and The Radio Shack Chilling out with Joe Buck and Ratso on a Downtown train Grooving in a movie as you cruise along the tracks The one armed barber has a shop on Broadway With his scissors and his combs And a chair that tilts back A late night snack at The Carnegie Deli With a sandwich that is stacked Turn out the light and hit the sack
Visions Of Cody,On The Road with Neal Cassidy There must be a shrine somewhere in Denver Jack Kerouac likes to drink at The Colburn Hotel In Charlie Browns Bar & Grill Later he hangs out in some dive and jive on Larimer With a waitress named Sizzling Ruth They drove all the way down to Mexico City On a single tank of gas And then they fell asleep in the back While the jockey and his racehorse Wore wreaths of flowers around their necks And placed bets out at the track
You can close your eyes and look at everything you are remembering Or get froze to the bone by the air-conditioning Everything you see is incredibly fancy Yeah, its like Liberace riding in a Filipino taxi Some real gone cat blows a wild solo On his tenor saxophone And he wears a moonlight tuxedo Hey, how about a drink A freezing martini with diamonds in the glass So your first sip wont be your last
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Wisdom of A Sage
Down around the corner A man he waits for me A prophet from the old days With the wisdom of a sage It was a cold dark night When we first met The moon it filled the sky I'll never forget the words he said As he looked me in the eye
He said boy, you look troubled I know what's on your mind Been walking in circles All your life Your whole life you've been blind The past it tells the story Of who you are today If you want to change Who you become Listen to what I say
Each man's life's a journey A challenge for his soul When you learn to accept yourself Your being will be whole Have love for your brothers Treat them as your own Make your presence a blessing Wherever you may roam
Thunder roared in the distance And lightning flashed in the sky As he handed me my destiny I looked him in the eye Sir, I believe your story I know that you are wise I know that I can't change the past But I can change my life If I love myself and others I know when I leave this life My never ending story Began right here tonight
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"Free" Copyright 2009 Tania Hayward
[V1.] Starry-eyed and out-of-mind We all tend to begin Flowing fully and freely Just as fast as we can Like rivers, like oceans Like to swallow the shore Once we get us a taste We just want to have more
[V2.] 'Cause love has a power No one wants to deny If there's even a chance, Don't you let it slip by Unless you're willing to fight All the would-have-beens Like dragons and demons Dancing 'round inside your head, singin'
[Ch.] What does it mean, to really be free? What does it mean, to really be free?
[V3.] She said, "I'll chase this love down 'Til it can't get away From me, this time will be better, babe Just you wait and see" Well, I've heard it before, and I'll hear it some more Until you figure it out, and That's all that I know, and
[Ch.] What does it mean, to really be free? What does it mean, to really be free?
[Br.] Is it the choices we make, Or the steps that we take? Is it all just predetermined, Every flinch and mistake? And what is control?
'Cause I'm flying by The seat of my pants, And I don't expect an answer, God, But I just thought I'd ask, 'Cause I don't know... 'Cause I don't know...oh...
[V4.] And I'll give you my heart if You promise to take Only just what you need and You don't let it break Or if you fill it with love more Than you fill it with grief Or if you know the answer to This question for me, of
[Ch.] What does it mean, to really be free? What does it mean, to really be free?
I said, what does it mean, to really be free? What does it mean, to really be free?
[Br. Reprise/End] Is it the choices we make, Or the steps that we take? Is it all just predetermined, Every flinch and mistake?
And if we take it all back, Can we just start again? Learn a lesson in forgiveness... Or should it just be the end?
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"Whats genocide?" Copyright 2005-2009 Carlos Andr้s G๓mez their high school principal told me I couldnt teach poetry with profanity so I asked my students, Raise your hand if youve heard of the Holocaust. in unison, their arms rose up like poisonous gas then straightened out like an SS infantry Okay. Please put your hands down. Now raise your hand if youve heard of the Rwandan genocide. blank stares mixed with curious ignorance a quivering hand out of the crowd halfway raised, like a lone survivor struggling to stand up in Kigali Luz, are you sure about that? No. Thats what I thought. Carlos whats genocide? they wont let you hear the truth at school if a person says [naughty word removed] cant even talk about [naughty word removed] even though a third of your senior class is pregnant I cant teach an 18 year-old girl in a public school how to use a condom that will save her life and that of the orphan she will be forced to give to the foster care system Carlos, how many 13 year-olds do you know that are HIV positive? Honestly, none. But I do visit a shelter every Monday and talk with six 12 year-old girls with diagnosed AIDS. while 4th graders three blocks away give little boys blowjobs during recess I met an 11 year-old gang member in the south Bronx who carries a semi-automatic weapon to study hall so he can make it home and you want me to censor my language Carlos, whats genocide? Your books leave out Emmett Till and Medgar Evers call themselves World History and dont mention King Leopold or diamond mines call themselves Politics in the Modern World and dont mention Apartheid Carlos, whats genocide? you wonder why children hide in adult bodies lie under light-color-eyed contact lenses learn to fetishize the size of their ass and simultaneously hate their lips my students thought Che Guevara was a rapper from East Harlem still think my Mumia t-shirt is of Bob Marley how can literacy not include Phyllis Wheatley? schools were built in the shadows of ghosts filtered through incest and grinding teeth molded under veils of extravagant ritual Carlos, whats genocide? Roselyn, how old was she? ฟCuแntos a๑os tuvo tu madre cuando se muri๓? My mother had 32 years when she died. Ella era bellํsima.
whats genocide? theyve moved on from sterilizing Boriqua women injecting indigenous sisters with Hepatitis B, now they just kill mothers with silent poison stain their loyalty and love into veins and suffocate them ...whats genocide? Ridwans father hung himself in the box because he thought his son was ashamed him ...whats genocide? Maureens mother gave her skin lightening cream the day before she started the 6th grade ...whats genocide? she carves straight lines into her beautiful brown thighs so she can remember what it feels like to heal ...whats genocide? ...whats genocide? Carlos, whats genocide? Luz, this
this right here
is genocide. ---------------------------------------- Carlos Andr้s G๓mez http://www.myspace.com/carlosandresgomezhttp://www.cdbaby.com/carlosandresgomez
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Pay The Band
ME AND BILLY WHITE THOUGHT WE WERE CLEVER
WE SNUCK OUT AND TOOK HIS OLD MAN'S TRUCK
WE WERE CRUISING ROUND THE TOWN
TILL A TROOPER FLAGGED US DOWN
WE REALIZED WED FLAT RUN OUT OF LUCK
DADDY PICKED ME UP DOWN AT THE STATION
THE LONG RIDE HOME WAS MORE THAN I COULD STAND
WHEN HE TOOK OFF HIS BELT HIS WORDS WERE DEEPLY FELT
HE SAID IF YOUR GONNA DANCE YOUVE GOTTA PAY THE BAND
CHORUS AND I SWORE ID LEARNED MY LESSON
CAUSE MY DADDY MADE A DEEP IMPRESSION
IN A WAY THAT I COULD TRULY UNDERSTAND
IF YOUR GONNA DANCE YOUVE GOTTA PAY THE BAND
2ND BECKY AMES KISSED ME AT THE DRIVE INN MOVIE
WE MOVED TO THE BACK SEAT AND KISSED SOME MORE
A FEW MONTHS LATER BECKY AND HER DAD
CAME AROUND KNOCKIN ON MY FRONT DOOR
AS FAR AS DADDY WAS CONCERNED THERE NEVER WAS A QUESTION
I WAS GONNA HAVE TO TAKE HER HAND
ALL I COULD DO WAS PRAY, WHEN I HEARD DADDY SAY
IF YOUR GONNA DANCE YOUVE GOTTA PAY THE BAND
3RD TO EVERYONES SURPRISE ME AND BECKY MADE IT
OUR SON BILLYS WAY TOO MUCH LIKE ME
HE WANTS TO QUIT SCHOOL AND GET A TATTOO
HES ABOUT AS WILD AS A BOY CAN BE
LAST NIGHT I PICKED HIM UP AT THE STATION
I LOOKED HIM IN THE EYES AND SAID I UNDERSTAND
BUT ILL TELL YOU LIKE MY DADDY TOLD ME
IF YOUR GONNA DANCE YOUVE GOTTA PAY THE BAND
CHORUS AND HE SWORE HED LEARNED HIS LESSON I HOPE I MADE A DEEP IMPRESSION IN A WAY THAT HE COULD TRULY UNDERSTAND IF YOUR GONNA DANCE YOUVE GOTTA PAY THE BAND
Writers: Randy Gibson & Dan Mileti
Thanks for Playing....
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There Ain't No Such Thing (c) 3/09 Robert Coates
Take a look at your day They're all the same Because you're afraid of livin today
There ain't no such thing as yesterday There ain't no such thing as tomorrow
All the joy we've lost Chasing gold and silver It's time forever gone Floated down the river
There ain't no such thing as yesterday There ain't no such thing as tomorrow
There's a thief that lives In the back of your mind With the future and past He'll rob you blind
There ain't no such thing as yesterday There ain't no such thing as tomorrow
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"Going in the Other Direction"
VERSE I High School reunion, my how everyone had changed. Ran into you, Jim, didn't recognize your face. Eyes were the same, but your name tag said "Jane?"
"Something's different," I confessed, guess it should be obvious. Said, "Don't tell me yet," are those really your breasts?
CHORUS He was Jim, but now she's Jane. What of our Prom King remains? Know it's rude. I shouldn't stare. Finally focused on his beard. I don't care what people say... Men with breasts should always shave.
VERSE II Now, since we're talkin', saw a woman in the park. She was out walkin', all alone and in the dark. Heavenly hips, but what's that on her lip? As I got closer to her back, it became apparent that her hips of a Diva had the shoulders of a quarterback! CHORUS II She was Jane, but now he's Jim. Guess her breasts don't bother him. Know it's rude. I shouldn't stare, but somethin' bout this wasn't clear. Would she become the man in question, or was he going in the other direction?
BRIDGE Guys becomin' girls. Girls becomin' guys. Who am I to question why? Nosy I suppose, all I wanna' know is which way were you trying to go?
VERSE III Was she woman? Was he man? Shaven chest or too much tan? His shoulders, her hips? Mustache on her lips!
CHORUS II She was Jane, but now he's Jim. Guess her breasts don't bother him. Know it's rude. I shouldn't stare, but somethin' bout this wasn't clear. Would she become the man in question, or was he going in the other direction?
Copyright 4/2004, ASCAP Lynn Julian CookieCutterGirl.com
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THE WORLD DON'T STOP
Oh the times are tougher.....and the days go fast. If you feel you have a good thing,...then it doesn't last. When you see the sun is shining, the clouds start rolling in. And you never give up trying. But it seems....you never win. How do you handle it? Is there a clue? Yes the world don't stop.....when it's raining....on you.
(Slow Rock 72 bpm)
So you've been cheated. Well I have too. I know just what it feels like.....to be sad and blue. You didn't make the grade because you didn't get the breaks. And you got the wrong result because you made the right mistakes. But should you quit now, since it is true That the world don't stop.....when it's raining....on you?
You've got places to go - things to do. And though the sun shall shine, ......you'll get wet too.
So when times get tougher. And the days go fast. And though it doesn't seem so. It all will pass. When troubles knock you down, you need to get back up again. And if you don't stop trying, sometimes.....you're gonna win. So this thought, I shall leave you. And you know it's true That the world don't stop......when it's raining.... Oh when it's raining.....on you.
(c) 2009 by David Burtner
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SOUNDS OF CHRISTMAS MORNING (Christiann Adams -- Copyright 2009)
The fire crackles, the kettle whistles Slippers scuffle down the stairs Wrapping paper rips while coffee drips Kids are kissing teddy bears
Can you hear the sounds of Christmas morning Echoing love throughout the land? Listen to church bells ring Praising the King Oh-oh-oh can you hear the sounds of Christmas morning?
A silent snowfall, a Grandma phone call Cameras click a symphony On this dawn of day the carols play Burning joy to memory
Can you hear the sounds of Christmas morning Echoing love throughout the land? Listen to church bells ring Praising the King Oh-oh-oh can you hear the sounds of Christmas morning?
Come sing along with the choir Raising the harmony higher
Can you hear the sounds of Christmas morning Echoing love throughout the land? Listen to church bells ring Praising the King Oh can you hear the sounds? Can you hear the sounds? Can you hear the sounds of Christmas morning? Christmas morning Christmas morning Christmas morning
ฉ Pink Tulip Music (BMI). All Rights Reserved.
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Rochambeau the Painter Copyright 2008 Colin Ward
Chorus
Rochambeau the painter, painted what he saw
His canvases were lifelike, in peace and times of war
V1
He painted his surroundings, the beauty and the beast,
Ships and hills and churches, 'til he toured the Middle East
There he painted tanks and planes and soldiers by the score
He painted sand and missiles and blood and bombs and gore
He tried to paint the reasons, the things worth fighting for,
He painted mosques and oil wells, but could not find much more,
The people who he painted were often filled with hate
They hated other countries that influenced their fate
Chorus
Rochambeau the painter, painted what he saw
His canvases were lifelike, in peace and times of war
V2
They hated those they envied, whose drums made different sounds
They hated all the infidels who walked on sacred ground
Some enjoyed the killing, religion their excuse,
Others hated civil war, hoping for a truce,
They said if this is freedom, the old ways may be best
So Rochambeau packed up his paints and went back to the west,
There he painted factories that made the bombs and planes,
Portraits of the leaders, who had the most to gain
Bridge
He looked back at his paintings, the images he'd seized,
Muslims, Jews and Christians fighting for their fantasies,
But mostly he saw oil wells and the men who stood to gain,
The portraits of the leaders, who play the high stakes game
V3
Then he went to Cuba, Haiti and Darfur,
But he saw no western troops trying to free the poor
He tried to paint the oil wells but there were none around,
He guessed those troops were only sent to much more fertile ground
Rochambeau the Painter, painted what he saw,
He tried to paint the answer to the Mideast war
He found there was no common ground except the trade in oil,
So he gave up and went back to paint on much more friendly soil
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BRIDGE OF FAITH Jim Santos c 2006/2008 (ASCAP)
Verse I've been to London, and I've been to Spain Seen the Great Wall of China and the wide desert plains People everywhere who look different than me Each and every one of them deserves to be free
Chorus
How long? Will it take for us to build a bridge of faith So strong, Someday we all can cross together if we can just Hold On I may not have the answer But I know that love can't be wrong
Verse Millions of years this ball it has turned You'd think by now that the lesson was learned But lately it seems that the world's gone insane It's time we get on board that peace train again
Chorus How long? Will it take for us to build a bridge of faith So strong, Someday we all can cross together if we can just Hold On I may not have the answer But I know that love can't be wrong
BRIDGE Why is it so damn hard for us to get along Why can't we all just live in peace together You know the fight's been going on way too long Keeps going on and on, Yeah, gone on way too long - SOLO -
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How long? Will it take for us to build a bridge of faith So strong, Someday we all can cross together if we can just Hold On I may not have the answer But I know that love can't be wrong
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Three Guys in a Pickup Truck
Copyrightฉ 2008 by Kennan Zishka
Three guys in a pickup truck Wearing wrap around glasses Three guys in a pickup truck Eyeing every girl that passes
Driving down the city street Going to take this day for a spin Ready for who ever they meet Flowing hair and smooth tan skin
Three guys in a pickup truck Hauling all the lumber that fits Three guys in a pickup truck Flipping every house for profit
Driving through the neighborhood Going to take this world for a spin Rebuild it all if they could The bars would all be built in
Three guys in a pickup truck The outfield of the softball team Three guys in a pickup truck Every knee and elbow stained green
Driving down a county road Going to take this game for a spin No matter what the score They know theyll always win
Friends since high school Theyve only got one rule Dont ever leave time on idle For the tank is always half full
Three guys in a pickup truck Talking and laughing about whats next Three guys in a pickup truck Another day thats just perfect
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"Stupid in Love" copyright 2009 by Rick Widen from "Tuesdays Robot"
Lets build a house together, you get the mortar, I'll get the bricks Then lets watch a movie in the living room, on your net-flicks I promise not to try anything too funny Even though I feel like a springtime bunny
Cause you and me we could get stupid in love, steal a rainbow from the sky above, 'seems like everybody else is doing it now that we're 17 And since we're 17, we could do a line-dance on the balance beam I know its kinda stupid, but things aren't always what they seem.
No one could stop me loving you Babe, cause I rope-a-dope I'm a Gemini and you're a Libra, and that's a good horoscope I like it when you're playing hard to git You got something going on, and i wanna be part-of-it
Cause you and me we could get stupid in love, steal a rainbow from the sky above, 'seems like everybody else is doing it now that we're 22 And since we're 22, we should play in the middle of the avenue I know its kinda stupid, but babe it's what i wanna do
If you gave me the wrong holy grail, I'd sip the cup You charge up all my giddies hun, I cant give it up! I really wanna hear you play your violin If I don't they're gonna throw me in the loony bin!
Cause you and me we could get stupid in love, steal a rainbow from the sky above, 'seems like everybody else is doing it now that we're 24 And since we're 24, we shouldn't think about smart things anymore I know its kinda stupid, but lets leave the door, -wide open
I'll take you to Sweden where we could start fencing with icicles Then we could coast out onto a frozen lake, riding bicycles! I'll take you all the way to Jupiter while our love keeps getting stupider "Stupid in Love" is what i want to be, with you
Cause you and me we could get stupid in love, steal a rainbow from the sky above, 'seems like everybody else is doing it now that we're gonna be 30 some day, Since we're gonna be 30 some day, we might as well take a few rolls in the hay I know its kinda stupid, but we should do it anyway
If you think some day that i might leave you hanging baby no i wont If you're worried that I'll find out that you're not who I think you are, don't. Don't worry! Cause we might not know everything about each other But that don't matter while I'm singing you another Singing, another stupid song, just for you
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Your House
by Fran Lucci contact: mandays@aol.com
Your house it stands tall and proud on the street The others are small in comparison The grass it grows lush like the mustache you wear And the leaves turn as gold as the gold in your hair
You started your house a few years ago When I wished to be more than just some girl you know You dreamed of the beams that would anchor the walls And I dreamed about those nights when we'd dance through the halls
Well it took me awhile to find me again After all your house it meant everything then It took me awhile to find me again After all your house it was all I was then
Your house it went up like a jet in the night And I stood there still in amazement And watched from the dock as the dust filled the air As you pounded on those planks with a hammer and nail
And just when I thought it was time to move in Your house it closed up with a chill from the wind The blond at the door said you'd gone to the gym And I just stood there like a jerk in the dirt looking in
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Your Dad says your house it might finally be done Since you added that room with the spa just for fun And the steel set of stairs that took a lift and a crane And thirty some men just to get it through the frame
The stairs in your house they lead up to that room Where you sit up all night by the light of the moon And stare at the beams that now anchor the walls And wish I were with you to dance through the halls
Well it took you awhile to find me again After all your house it meant everything then Yes it took you awhile to find me again After all your house it was all you were then It took you awhile to find me again After all your house it was all you were all I was All we were then
Our house it stands tall and proud on the street The others are small in comparison
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The Graveyard of Songs
For every song thats written theres a thousand thrown away They catch a passing breeze and off they fly They spin and shimmer hopefully, some lucky ones are found But most are left to shrivel up and die
In the graveyard of songs Where the orphan tune belongs And abandoned melodies are laid to rest What we write is often wrong Some are weak and some are strong And sometimes, at our worst, well send our best To the graveyard of songs The graveyard of songs
When my restless heart goes roaming through its misbegotten dreams In search of some forgotten sweet refrain If the minutes turn to hours till the night devours the day Ill give up the ghost and leave it to remain
In the graveyard of songs Where the orphan tune belongs And abandoned melodies are laid to rest What we write is often wrong Some are weak and some are strong Sometimes we even send our very best To the graveyard of songs The graveyard of songs
I can fish that flowing river Feel my line rise and shiver Yet never hook the songs I used to play But my battered old guitar Knows exactly where they are It trembles when I let them slip away
To the graveyard of songs Where the orphan tune belongs And abandoned melodies are laid to rest What we write is often wrong Some are weak and some are strong And sometimes we commend our very best To the graveyard of songs The graveyard of songs
(Copyright 2008 by Mark Kaufman)
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Dreading Sunset ฉ (Blues Genre) Kimberly Hales Kime/Kimberlyinnc
Dreading Sunset
When a man loves a woman like you And it comes to the bitter end I insist that Im not really blue But inside theres no need to pretend Cause Im dreading sunset, oh, dreading sunset
When the day slowly comes to an end (Yes it does) And it hits me that youre gone for sure Then I know this lonely heart wont mend The loss is too hard to endure So Im dreading sunset, oh, dreading sunset
Bridge When the night comes the memories flood in I lie in bed all alone and I cry I wait to heal, but my patiences running thin I cant forget you, so why bother to try?
Every minute of every day Well, Ive tried to find the way To survive when the suns going down But I end up night after night Just dreading sunset, oh, dreading sunset
Tag This heartache hangs around And Im just broken down Dont want to spend one more day Oh, Dreading sunset Oh dreading sunset, oh no, dreading sunset Oh no, no, no
ฉ 2008-2009 Kimberly Hales Kime
*Always open to collaborations on my lyrics.. with singers and musicians, but PLEASE contact me before putting work into one--in case someone else has it..thanks!!** BMI Member All Rights Reserved http://www.littleikepublishing.com Email for Song Business Only littleikeproductions@hotmail.com
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DIRT ROAD
Maggie watches her kids sleeping And Maggie looks up at the moon Looks over her shoulder at years made her older Knows her clock is stuck at high noon Looks at her man there beside her Telling her something 'bout his day What he don't know She stopped listenin' an hour ago But lord if she doesn't smile anyway
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'Cause she's got a dirt road Running through her soul Takes her all the way back To the truest life she knows Only thing that saves her Is that road that takes her there The dirt road running Through her soul
There once was an artist who loved Maggie That year she lived in Santa Fe He drew her once and painted her twice Would again, if she would only stay But she kissed him twice at the station Said baby this is what I gotta do Now she misses him the most When she smells rain and smoke And wonders does he ever miss her, too
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Oh, she's got a dirt road Running through her soul Takes her all the way back To the truest life she knows Only thing that saves her Is that road that takes her there The dirt road running Through her soul
And Maggie, oh she can't help thinking How the years they drag by so fast How these days he looks right through her Now that half her future's in the past If you ask her, Maggie couldn't tell you Why she's buying drinks for her fears Just one more round Will put her hope in the ground Oh, but it's been heading there for years
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She's got a dirt road Running through her soul Takes her all the way back To the truest life she knows Only thing that saves her Is that road that takes her there The dirt road running Through her soul
___________ (c)2009 Jennifer Schmitt Harvey
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I USED TO BE SIX FOOT TWO (HAD A IOT OF FUN AIONG THE WAY) CopyrIghtฉ2009 by D.J. DeRenzo
I used to be a handsome man, I used to be sIx foot two, I had a head fuII of Iong dark wavy brown haIr I was the very defInItIon of cooI.
But when I Iooked In to the mIrror just the other day I saw a stranger IookIn back at me My haIr had headed north and my chest had headed south And now Im onIy fIve foot three!
(chorus) But thats okay, Ive had a Iot of fun aIong the way, And Im aII rIght, cause Im puttIn up a heIIuva fIght And when the man comes to get me, I want hIm to know III be kIckIn and screamIn when Its my tIme to go But thats okay, cause Ive had a Iot of fun aIong the way
I aIways IIked the IadIes, and the IadIes they feIt the same, They wouId ask me for my number, I was a master at the IovIn game But now when I see those pretty young thIngs, so IoveIy and so sweet, The onIy thIng they seem to want ask me now Is can they heIp me cross the street
(chorus) But thats okay, Ive had a Iot of fun aIong the way, And Im aII rIght, cause Im puttIn up a heIIuva fIght And when the man comes to get me, I want hIm to know III be kIckIn and screamIn when Its my tIme to go But thats okay, cause Ive had a Iot of fun aIong the way
I couId charm a gIrI rIght Into breakfast just by sIngIn her a IIttIe Iove song, Now It takes me aII nIght just to do one tIme what I used to do aII nIght Iong. I used to thInk about IovIn aII the tIme, man I was one studIy dude, But nowadays my prIorItIes have changed, now aII I seem to thInk about Is food!
(chorus) But thats okay, Ive had a Iot of fun aIong the way, And Im aII rIght, cause Im puttIn up a heIIuva fIght And when the man comes to get me, I want hIm to know III be kIckIn and screamIn when Its my tIme to go But thats okay, cause Ive had a Iot of fun aIong the way
(brIdge) I dont want anybody feeIIn sorry for me, my IIfe has had a Iot of styIe I got a good-IovIn woman stIII standIn by me And my kIds even caII every once In a whIIe
So If you see me In my gray marquIs and Im drIvIn just a IIttIe too sIow Or If you get behInd me In the check out IIne havIng troubIe countIng out my dough, Just be a IIttIe patIent before you go wIId and start cursIn out the aarp Cause wIth a IIttIe bIt of tIme and a IIttIe bIt of Iuck, youII end up just IIke me.
But thats okay If you have a Iot of fun aIong the way And Its aII rIght, just keep puttIn up a heIIuva fIght And when the man comes to get you , you gotta let him know, YouII be kIckIn and screamIn when Its your tIme to go But thats okay, just have a Iot of fun aIong the way
Yeah Im okay, cause Ive had a Iot of fun aIong the way. It's okay, I've had a lot of fun along the way.
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NO REGRETS
Laid back days and childhood play Birthday parties; holidays I was poor but i gained much more, I realized one day. Time moved on, through teenage years. I blinked and held my heated tears. So many answers were not clear. At times I lost my way.
(chorus) My life goes on with NO REGRETS The blues, bad news I will forget. I photographed my memories I'm feeling grateful and at ease.
Graduate and celebrate. Throw my cap with my classmates. I hope my mind will somehow find, The meaning of this day. The fears come on; we all grow up. Long college nights and pick me ups. I have my doubts of who I trust. The doubts show on my face.
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Full of grace with wedding lace. Will we last; only time can say. We dance ahead while waiting for- Our wishing well bouquet. Now our love has stood the test. I am happy; I am blessed. Life does change: I get restless. Sometimes I have to pray.
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(c)2009/Patti Smith
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If I Pen a Masterpiece
I can paint a bubbling fountain, Mold the canyons of a mountain With the rhythm of a simple line Violet moons
the sun and Venus, I have touched them with the freeness Of a man who wanders verse and rhyme
But as yet I cant uncover Phrases that describe a lover With all my tomorrows in her hand Looking back on all Ive written I can find your beauty hidden In each rhyme about forevers plan
Someday I will write a song, for a love that will not cease I will name it after you, if I pen a masterpiece
And when doubts have robbed my spirit In the darkness I can hear it Somehow when you hold me silently And when life seems cruel and lawless Even songs provide no solace You can find the words to comfort me
And Ive tried to see each daisy Evry river running lazy In a light thats soft and lyrical When I feel the warmth within you Know, my love, that Ill continue Trying to describe a miracle
Someday I will write a song, for a love that will not cease I will name it after you, if I pen a masterpiece
And for a man so small What I need most of all Is for someone to believe in me Youve helped me understand That heavens open hand Blesses evry sparrow
even me
Someday I will write a song, for a love that will not cease I will name it after you, if I pen a masterpiece
ฉ 9/17/08 Robert George
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This Bottle And My Mind ฉ 2009 Greg Swartzentruber
His naked, empty bottle sat with him at this old bar Not twenty feet from me but plenty miles too far His troubled, distant stare told a tale I had to hear Laid my money down, barman stood another beer
I grabbed a seat beside him in the dark and dreary space Strained to read the story in the lines upon his face Wads of his beers label were scattered in the dew His head never turned but he said You wonder too?
The girl here on this label Looks like my Susanne Her eyes cut right thru me See the truth inside the man Ive gotta tear away her memory One shred at a time Gotta rip her from this bottle and my mind
He said I do this everyday, everywhere I go Got nothin else to live for, nothing else to show I gave her all she needed, but this world aint no good Cuz shes gone anyway; though I did the best I could
The girl here on this label Looks like my Susanne Her eyes cut right thru me See the truth inside the man Ive gotta tear away her memory One shred at a time Gotta rip her from this bottle and my mind
Then some guy like you will sit right there and wonder About the sorrow that I bear, and the burden I am under But you can never fathom how deep and dark the cave Of knowing Im the one who put Susanne in her grave
The girl here on this label Looks like my Susanne Her eyes cut right thru me See the truth inside the man Ive gotta tear away her memory One shred at a time Gotta rip her from this bottle and my mind
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Monster (c) 2008 Drew Piston
I got a postman for my mama I got a race horse for my pop I've lived and died and I've bled inside But I ain't never spilled a drop
There's a monster in the mirror Who mimics everything I do He pisses on my rug and he sells me drugs And he tells me I'm in love with you
Why can't I steer clear of you It's a cold dark rain that falls inside my brain And it won't let no sunshine through
But you're the miller's black-haired daughter You're a drunken one man band You're the starboard tack of the Merrimac And I just want to hold your hand
But I been in the kitchen with Dinah Sucking on a lemon rind Well the years grow older and my heart turns colder While I just bide my time
Why can't I steer clear of you It's a cold dark rain that falls inside my brain And it won't let no sunshine through
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"White Lightning" ฉ copyright John Hoffman 2009
me and Steve was watching the still when some flashing lights come over the hill they hovered above us way off of the ground and two little fellas come floating on down the biggest one said we just got off work this here's Ernie and my name's Bert we don't want you boys reporting no crime and they beamed us aboard along with the shine Steve said does this run on alcohol and Ernie said no you fool we drink it is all then a perfect clone of Marilyn Monroe poured us a round and giggled here we go
not a cloud in sight but there's white lightning white lightning there's white lightning in the sky tonight
well we musta shot past the speed of light cause the game on TV weren't 'til Monday night I said no way they can beat the Jets Bert turned around and said you want to bet before I knew it he was setting her down from the desert we could see the lights of town he grabbed a remote and quick as a blink that saucer turned into a limousine Ernie hit a fireplug with our camouflaged ship as we made our escape down the Vegas Strip so the cops was on us lights and siren crying but Bert hit the clicker and flash bang we was flying
not a cloud in sight but there's white lightning white lightning there's white lightning in the sky tonight
I didn't remember getting home when I woke up on the lawn I had lipstick on my collar and both my shoes were gone and right here in my pocket I found what would become my ticket to riches when the game was done looking up at the stars I seen a little blue light as it dipped and dived I just smiled and waved goodbye
not a cloud in sight but there's white lightning white lightning there's white lightning in the sky tonight
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"PLAN B" (C) 2009 by Stan Good, BMI
Those Loftier Goals & The Wildest of Dreams Have Yet to Get You Ahead.. & What You Hoped-For Lies at Your Feet (So Hard-to-Admit that "It's Dead")
(CLIMB) It's Tough Being-Human Admiting.."You're Wrong" But If You Got a Backbone It's Time to Move-ON..To...
(CHORUS) "PLAN 'B'" Your..NEXT..Strategy Get UP, Stand ERECT..Walk-AWAY.. "PLAN 'B'" Life..Has..OPTIONS You'd Better..Adopt ONE DON'T Fall-Down, This AIN'T Yesterday.. There's HOPE..You Can CHANGE..AND Break-FREE With "PLAN 'B'"--
A Glass that's Half-Full Thank God..ISN'T Empty ("Perception's" a LOT of The GAME) & Those-Who-Don't-Help-You Aren't Always "The Enemy" (TRY Callin'-UP a Few Names!))
(CLIMB) Here Comes a New Journey Here Comes Your First Step (When Making New Friends Always START..With Yourself..&)
(REPEAT CHORUS)
(BRIDGE) "PLAN 'B'"..Should Be OPTIMISTIC (Remember "PLAN 'A'" Failed You) So BE REALISTIC!--
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The Sun Rises Up On The East-Side Each Day Warms-Up D.C., then The Whole USA Every New Morning, Life Gives You A Chance To Give "OLD PLAN 'A'" a Big KICK-IN-THE-PANTS
(CLIMB) It's Tough Being-Human Admitting You're Wrong But If You Got a Backbone It's Time to Move-ON to
(REPEAT CHORUS) "PLAN 'B'" Your NEXT..(& BEST)..Strategy Get UP..Stand ERECT..Walk-AWAY.. "PLAN 'B'" Life..Has OPTIONS You'd Better Adopt One Don't FALL-DOWN, This AIN'T Yesterday! There's HOPE, You Can CHANGE and GET FREE With "PLAN 'B'"
(TAG) You Can Stir-UP Some NEW Chemistry With "PLAN 'B'"--
(C) 2009 (All Rights Reserved.)
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I GOT THE LIVER (Ultimate Divorce Revenge Song) copyright 1997 Keith Scott
V1 Doctor told me that my liver's shot Years of drinkin' still I ain't forgot all those selfish things you used to do You had your way when we got divorced You grabbed it all with no remorse The house, the car and all the money too
Ch I got the liver. You got the beef When I was starvin' you had a feast Right to the end you robbed me blind just like a thief I got the liver when you had beef
V2 You had it all planned out so well to drive me crazy with your wicked spell Even your best friends said you were wrong But your plans weren't so good that day the eighteen wheeler came your way Good thing you had your donor card along
Ch I got the liver. You got the beef When I was starvin' you had a feast Right to the end you robbed me blind just like a thief I got the liver when you had beef
Ch 2 I got the liver. You got the beef When I was starvin' you had a feast I'm feelin' so much better now that you're deceased I got your liver when you got greased
tag I'm feelin' so much better not that you're deceased I got your liver when you got greased
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Long Wait (For A Train That Aint Comin) ฉ 2009 R. Pirone (BMI)
Streets are littered with faithless prayers Like white crosses long the highway I look on as they get washed away Like fallen leaves in the pourin rain
I feel hearts are growin darker As dreamsre left out in the cold Cause when hard luck goes lookin for a home It settles in your blood and in your bones
Chorus: You take a hard look on down the tracks Miles of wood ties and steel lookin back Not a sign of any line runnin And it feels like an awful long wait for a train that aint comin
Middle Eight
Spend all your life in the crosshairs Pray that each shot is a miss But some hit their mark; sear clear through to your soul And burn with the sting of a Judas kiss
Dark clouds slidin cross a threatnin sky All shades of gray and indigo Been so long since Ive seen the sun I wonder where did all the good times go
Chorus
Bridge: Some say the the truest path to heaven Runs straight through hell And the better days Well they lie just beyond I looked into the abyss Said You cant take this man And the abyss shot back Shine on if you can, shine on if you can
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The Heart of Tom Wingfield
(c)2009 Shandy Lawson (ASCAP)
Its quietest just before curtain The house lights soften to black A guy in the last row stifles a cough The director gives me a wink And I give a wink back
And this moment is mine As if caught in a jar While I find the heart Of Tom Wingfield
My eyes, fixed on the footlights My feet carry me off to my mark As I alight from the shelter of the wings My lines slither and soar Through the dark
And this moment is mine As if caught in a jar While I find the heart Of Tom Wingfield
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"Amarillo Moon ,Big Texas Skies"
Shes my high plains wildflower a breath of life to see, a summer days cool shower shes all Ill ever need And when I think about her it brings a teardrop to my eyes ......that Amarillo moon hangin over Texas skies
(chorus) Amarillo moon.... ,big Texas skies taking me home to my baby tonight Pandhandle dreams,wantin simple things longing to hold her close..
and tight....under that Amarillo moon ,big Texas skies Shes the sunlight on my face on a cold winters eve I can hear her voice whisper thru the cedar trees Theres rainbows in the canyon that stretch beyond the skies and the stars twinklin at night are my sweet ladys eyes (chorus) Amarillo moon.... ,big Texas skies taking me home to my baby tonight. Pandhandle dreams,wantin simple things longing to hold her close..
and tight....under that Amarillo moon ,big Texas skies (bridge) Im headed home to my own piece of hea-ven, I know shes waitin there for me..... Just leavin Lubbock on I- twenty sev-en comin back from Ten-ne-ssee .....
(chorus) Amarillo moon.... ,big Texas skies taking me home to my baby tonight. Pandhandle dreams,wantin simple things longing to hold her close..
and tight....under that Amarillo moon ,big Texas skies (2X at end)
(c)"Amarillo Moon ,Big Texas Skies" O6-14-2008 by Gary D. Gray All Rights Reserved (BMI)
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That Old Man [By Douglas Murphy] (05/07/2009)
(A) That old man was a friend of mine. He taught me so much. Id learn to use in time. Sometimes wed fish on blue skied afternoons. Though that man was old he was taken much to soon.
(A) Hed talk of life, share stories from his past. On long hot summer days hed help those days to pass. Some quiet nights now, when crickets never cease. I think of that old man, may he rest in peace.
Instrumental / musical Bridge
(A) That old man played the violin. Some nights on our back porch hed rest it to his chin. Hed play the sweetest saddest song youd ever hear. Whenever it was done wed both share a tear.
Instrumental / musical Bridge
(A) His loved his wife, and he loved me Cancer took his life, dying set him free. My only wish and I pray that wish comes true. Is that I live my life, the way hed want me to.
(A) That old man was my one true friend. When I lost mom and dad, grand-pa took me in. He shaped the man that I am today. I loved that old man. In more ways then I can say.
Copyright ฉ 2009 by Douglas Murphy
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Goodbye, Carolina ฉ2007/2009 Greg C. Brown
Highway 40 stretches out in front of me; I follow, hypnotized, lost to reality. Have I missed the exit leading north on 95? Its always like this for me when I drive.
Back in Wilmington she cried herself to sleep With the sour taste of promises I couldnt keep. Perhaps shell wake up thinking things will all turn out okay; By then Ill be two hundred miles away.
CHORUS And its Goodbye, Carolina, The Tarheel winds are pushing me away. So heres to you and all the reasons why. Perhaps well meet again another day. But for now, it's Goodbye, Carolina.
I dont make excuses for the man I am; If you want the truth Ill be honest
if I can. I told her anything I thought she wanted to hear; Her passion grew with every glass of beer.
And eight months after meeting in that Olde Town bar, Id had my fun but then I let it go too far. So I spoke the truth and knew that it was bound to hurt. Less than that would only make things worse.
CHORUS And its Goodbye, Carolina, The Tarheel winds are pushing me away. So heres to you and all the reasons why. Perhaps well meet again another day. Goodbye, Carolina.
It started with a look and a smile, then a touch, And for a little while that seemed to be enough. But feelings have a way of evolving over time, I didnt want to lose control of mine.
Highway 40 is ninety-seven miles behind, Destination now, Virginias border line. I am somewhere in between cold relief and regret. Another hundred miles and Ill forget.
CHORUS And its Goodbye, Carolina, The Tarheel winds are pushing me away. So heres to you and all the reasons why. Perhaps well meet again another day. But for now, it's Goodbye, Carolina.
Perhaps we'll meet again; Who's to say?
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Chasin' The Rain ================ [Verse 1] A blanket and the front steps, six o'clock this mornin'. Coulda stayed in our bed, and listened to the thunder's warnin'. Saw the light'nin' flash, as the clouds came rollin' in. Had to hit the road, to chase the rain again.
[Chorus] Chasin' the rain. Let you ride out on the wind, thought the storms would somehow bring you back again. When you're back in my arms, and wash away the pain, I'll stop chasin' the rain.
[Verse 2] Sat there on the shoulder, Interstate 65. Shoulda never told 'er, I would be alright. Since she flew to Heaven, scattered in the wind, I listen for the storms, so I can chase the rain again.
[Chorus] Chasin' the rain. Let you ride out on the wind, thought the storms would somehow bring you back again. When you're back in my arms, and wash away the pain, I'll stop chasin' the rain.
[Bridge] I could hear the sky a-talkin', as she closed her eyes that day. But she promised she'd be with me, ev'ry time it rained.
[Chorus] Chasin' the rain. Let you ride out on the wind, thought the storms would somehow bring you back again. When you're back in my arms, and wash away the pain, I'll stop chasin' the rain.
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Seventeen Miles ฉ 2009 by Barbara G. Prindle
Seventeen miles
Seventeen miles from door to door Its not such a long way Not such a long way
Seventeen miles of streets and stores A small stretch of highway Small stretch of highway
And seventeen miles can be seventeen miles It can easily be much more Seventeen miles is a long long way When you dont know what forgiveness is for
Twenty-four hours from dusk to dusk Its not such a long day Not such a long day We set to the tasks that are set before us You do them your way And Ill do them my way
And 24 hours can be much less It can easily turn to much more 24 hours can turn into a lifetime when you dont know what Forgiveness is for
And I am ready to come home once more...
[bridge]
A few years of laughing A few years of pain Its not such a long shot you give it your best shot
Lovers always wish they could do it again But you give it what youve got And you gave it what youve got
And what youve got can seem like so much less Now that you see so much more But what youve got is the strange way were blessed When we learn what forgiveness is for
And you are ready to go home once more...
Seventeen miles Twenty-four hours A few years of laughing Few years of pain Seventeen miles, seventeen miles
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Sounds Like the Wind ฉ 2009 Jonathan DeBoe
I remember long ago, Words against my skin. Wisdom wispered soft and low Sounds like the wind.
Blackbird cries the red sunrise. World without end. Willow tree, she sings to me Sounds like the wind.
Mountains form a thunderstorm. Day finds an end. Hurricane, she says my name Sounds like the wind.
We all run from sun to sun, Cradle to the shroud. Gentle blessed with peace and rest. Pain for the proud.
(bridge) Ooh ooh. She keeps me. She keeps me going. I hear holy voices When the wind is blowing.
Take away my foolish fears Before they begin. Tune my tender ear to hear Sounds like the wind.
I remember long ago, Sunlight streaming in. Wisdom whispered soft and low Sounds like the wind.
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ON THE RUN
On a scale from one to ten Tom was a zero And his mother was there to remind him the times he forgot By the time he was 16 he was less than the sum of his virtues Being mostly aware of a whole lot of things he was not
Tom was a little too short and shy around women He was in love with a fold-out he kept in the drawer To his dad he was worthless to his mom just some more dirty linen He took his first breath the day that he walked out the door
CHORUS: Its hard to grow up when you live in a shadow And the bigger trees take all the sun He couldnt grow up as the family disaster So he learned to grow up on the run, up on the run.
Joyce was born uninvited a pain and a problem And her father were there to remind her the times she forgot By the time she was 16 her face and her breasts were her heroes In backseats with boys she could forget the things she was not
Joyce got into trouble so she went to Cleveland Tom joined the army and fought hand to hand in the war He won some medals and learned about love from a waitress Joyce started working and she learned about love from her child
CHORUS: Its hard to grow up when you live in a shadow And the bigger trees take all the sun She couldnt grow up as the family disaster So she learned to grow up on the run, up on the run.
On a hot August night in an army bar outside of Cleveland Tom was on furlow and Joyce was on nine until two They felt like old friends the minute that they started talking His eyes said, I know you, her smile said, Ive waited for you
They talked of beginnings, of losing and winning And lessons they learned on the run They grew up crooked together they shook it In the sunlight they found in the love that they won
CHORUS: It's hard to grow up.......
Byron Walls Copyright: 2002
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SHE STILL CRIES c.2009 Lori Clevenger
there are flowers pressed inside a frame sitting on her chairside table the petals are of blue and yellow she looks at them when she is able and she recalls a time and place the shining eyes, the smiling face the memories she cant erase the kind that break her heart
theres a shoebox full of photographs the corners bent, the colors faded the eyes look back into her own expressions seem exaggerated her fingers brush across their skin as if theyll come to life again the pain is in remembering when then the teardrops start
chorus: there are nights it all comes back and she still cries sometimes wishing she could follow when it leaves again the ashes of the bridge she burned lead back to where shes been and she tells everyone shes fine but she still cries sometimes
theres a telephone she cant pick up a number she cant seem to dial so she finds something else to do to keep her busy for a while but she still hears two laughing voices above lifes other daily noises and weeps for life and all the choices she felt forced to make
chorus: there are nights it all comes back and she still cries sometimes wishing she could follow when it leaves again the ashes of the bridge she burned lead back to where shes been and she tells everyone shes fine but she still cries sometimes
she still cries sometimes
There are no more new frontiers.. We have got to make it here
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That's What Daddy's Do (Copyright - Jason Bush, Earl Bush Jr) Writers: Jason Bush & Earl Bush Jr.
She don't know why daddy's gone all the time. She's too young to see. But she takes me in while I'm there. Four years old with a heart of gold. Innocence at its best. If she only knew what she means to me. I just hope she knows that I love her so. And until my dying day I'll never let her go.
Chorus: She's walkin' Yeah she's talkin' She's a-gettin' around, no body slowin' her down. She's up with the chickens, And down with the sun. Boy that little girl she's a lot of fun. And if she gets scared, I'll be there, To tell her I love you. That's the way that it is, Cause that's what daddy's do That's what daddy's do.
I'm her daddy and will always be. She's my best friend. Even though I don't live with her. I'll be there through the sun and the rain. Through all the hard times and pain. Cause she's daddy's little girl. And just to show how much I really care. On my life I take this vow and swear.
Chorus: She's walkin' Yeah she's talkin' She's a-gettin' around, no body slowin' her down. She's up with the chickens, And down with the sun. Boy that little girl she's a lot of fun. And if she gets scared, I'll be there, To tell her I love you. That's the way that it is, Cause that's what daddy's do That's what daddy's do.
And if she gets scared, I'll be there to tell her I love you and that's the way that it is Cause that's what daddy's do That's what daddy's do
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Force of Nature
Chorus: Like a force of nature, an act of pure will, I'm the gathering storm at the top of your hill. Like a force of nature there's no tellin' when, this storm will come and hit you again.
You feel it too, the magnet of desire. Love is our flame. We're moths dreaming this fire. I don't know why our dreams fall from the sky. Time cures all, except for the day you die.
You are the flower. My words are the hummingbirds. Love is the word. There is nothing left but the words. Where there is will, there must always be a way. Sometimes the words don't really know what they say.
Dramas unfold. We're actors on life's stage. You read the script. Someone else turns the page. You know right now, my thoughts are ink in my pen. We know this storm. We don't need no weathermen.
This song must come, an undeniable source. It rages forth an irresistible force. Compelled to play, never matters what I say. I am the wind. I am gonna blow you away.
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*************************************************** A Wednesday Type of a Girl (c) Kevin Emmrich 2008
(v1) She was stuck in the middle Never left or right Her emotions were a prairie No mountain or valley in sight
(v2)It was not long ago When she took stock of her life And knew she was missing Some of the best Saturday nights
(chorus) She was a Wednesday type of girl Too far from last weekend to remember a thrill Too far from the next one to get even a chill But she swears ------ thats all over And the time now has come Shes Looking for her fun The change to a Saturday girl has begun
(v3)So she changed her hairstyle Went for bold colors and bright So maybe those new jeans she bought Just fit her ---- a little too tight
(v4) She took up dancing and the gym And met a young man named Bill He thought her exciting and fresh He was so happy to have a Saturday girl
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Instrumental Break (chorus)
(Bridge) After many calendar pages have been turned and grandchildren look at her for guiding words she looks back at them and smiles and just says, "Be a Saturday child"
(chorus again)
The change to a Saturday girl has been done ----------
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worlds ultimately collide ฉ 2009 John Voorpostel
a cold wind blows through brooklyn and the cracks in lenny's soul some crazy love has overwhelmed him left him in a hole where lenny lived an empty lot grows weeds and not much else they say lenny's going to heaven 'cause his life was mostly hell
briggins took from everyone except what made them sad even in the mad house there's no asylum to be had briggin's been and left behind rows of empty shelves because he's stealing heaven when it ends he'll live in hell
up is down and down is up worlds ultimately collide one day you may be driving while the next you are the ride in either case there comes a day when you must pay the toll I hope for you all roads are smooth and all your wheels will roll
manifest your destiny, cloaked thieves and preachers cry firm passion, citing reason, we all serve the day we die seize the day and seize the moment, seize all that you can until the catch up turnaround arrives as always planned
the perfect lotus lives in mud and contradicts it's beauty such that we cannot believe it loves its life in there
up is down and down is up worlds ultimately collide one day you may be driving while the next you are the ride in either case there comes a day when you must pay the toll I hope for you all roads are smooth and all your wheels will roll
If writing ever becomes work I think I'm going to have to stop
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IF THERE IS ANYTHING ฉ2009 words by Chris VonTanner (aka Chris Tanner)
I dont know what to do I dont know what to say I cant make this tragedy go way ...but this time I am going to stay
There is nothing I can do There is nothing I can say that could ease your pain and just take this all away
but I will be here today if theres anything, Im not going away for you, i am going to stay
I can not run I can not fall i am facing my fear just by being here
I am not going away for you I will stay
-Chris VonTanner For the three of you!
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INDIGO SKIES - Written by Michelle McKenzie (c)2009
Vrse 1: I should have seen it coming Read the signs along the way Dont put off til tomorrow now What you can do today
So I wrote it on a sticky note And left it on the fridge Im gonna take the car And keep on driving And thats just what I did
Chrs: Indigo skies will hide my pain Cos way out here It never rains Every day is bright and blue And Im not even missing you
Indigo skies will protect me Underneath an Arizona moon Wrapped up in a blanket of stars above I wont be coming home Any time soon
Vrse 2: Now theres nothing left between us Cept the road and the sky And theres nothing left behind me Only the dust and your lies
My love for you Was like the sunlight Blinding my eyes Its only now I realise Why I had to say goodbye
Chrs: (rpt) Indigo skies will hide my pain Cos way out here It never rains, etc.
Bridge: I must have been crazy To let it go on for so long But now Im back here in the drivers seat Back where I belong (Underneath those indigo skies above They go on and on and on)
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The Dino Dance by Andrew Karpinski Copyright 2009 A. Karpinski, BMI, all rights reserved.
Chorus: Doing the Dino Dance! Doing the Dino Dance! Doing the Dino Dance! Dance!
Verse 1: When you get that sudden urge For a liquid pressure purge Coming like a tidal surge Too much coffee, too much tea Finally catching up with me Try so hard to be discrete As I stumble to my feet If I don't hurry I'll be Sweating like a rhino, yeah, dancing like a dino
Verse 2: When you get that sudden urge For a liquid pressure purge Coming like a tidal surge Dizzy, tizzy, where's the door? I don't wanna wet the floor Eyeballs floating in my head Soon be wishing I was dead 'Cause I think I'm already Sweating like a rhino, yeah, dancing like a dino
Chorus: Doing the Dino Dance! Doing the Dino Dance! Doing the Dino Dance! Dance!
Bridge: I always wait too long Think I'm, oh, so strong But I find I quickly break From one water torture I can't take
Chorus: Doing the Dino Dance! Doing the Dino Dance! Doing the Dino Dance! Dance!
Verse 3: When you get that sudden urge For a liquid pressure purge Coming like a tidal surge Almost there, none too late Who's this standing in my way? Boss wants to talk to me? But this is an emergency! Can't you see I'm already Sweating like a rhino, yeah, dancing like a dino Rhinos don't have sweat glands? Oh!
Chorus: Doing the Dino Dance! Doing the Dino Dance! Doing the Dino Dance! Dance!
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Nothings as Beautiful ฉ 2007 Brenda McBryde/Owen Hovenden
We're living in a world of black and blue Heartache and pain seem all around Sometimes it feels so out of control Then I see you
Chorus: Nothing's as beautiful as you You put this music in my soul All of the noise is now subdued Cause nothing's as beautiful as you
Lost in a world of modern madness Spinning around endlessly Cant see the forest for the trees Then I see you
Nothing's as beautiful as you You put this music in my soul All of the noise is now subdued 'Cause nothing's as beautiful as you
Bridge: Now you're the centre of my world Nothing can compare As all my troubles fade away Into thin air
Nothing's as beautiful as you You put this music in my soul All of the noise is now subdued 'Cause nothing's as beautiful as you
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She Can Pull a Rainbow Down <C> 02/09 David Arthur ASCAP
I chased broken lines up highways in search of girls with cocaine eyes I downed shots in the dark, spent nights in a daze beside neon ghosts from some dream I wasn't looking for anyone then just fast times 'neath bright city lights so I didn't care where she would come from that she'd be there for me that night
She can pull a rainbow down from the sky All of my dark skies clear whenever she's nearby She can pull a rainbow down from the sky
I never heard the siren's screams or felt her lips when they found mine the jolts to my chest, the needles stick me I didn't know my heart had flatlined I woke on a cold slab of stainless steel to a crowd in scrubs gathered there Then I heard a doctor say "he will heal" to one smiling girl with brown hair
She can pull a rainbow down from the sky All of my dark skies clear whenever she's nearby She can pull a rainbow down from the sky
I said, "I've got to know your name" and she said "just someone who cares" I smiled up at her and she winked at me and both of us took it from there Now I'm still chasing broken lines but I do it as part of a road crew Today my wife had a baby girl and I give thanks for both of them too
She can pull a rainbow down from the sky All of my dark skies clear whenever she's nearby She can pull a rainbow down from the sky
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