"If you're traveling in the north country fair
Where the winds hit heavy on the borderline
Remember me to one who lives there
For she once was a true love of mine
See for me that her hair's hangin' down
It curls and falls all down her breast
See for me that her hair's hangin' down
That's the way I remember her best
If you go when the snowflakes fall
When the rivers freeze and summer ends
Please see for me if she's wearing a coat, so warm
To keep her from the howling winds"
Syl said
Aug 25 7:09 PM, 2024
From my hippie days...
'If you're going to San Francisco, be sure to wear some flowers in your hair'
Magica said
Aug 25 8:07 PM, 2024
Syl wrote:
From my hippie days...
'If you're going to San Francisco, be sure to wear some flowers in your hair'
Love that song, so summery.
Let's go to San Francisco
Where the flowers grow so very high
Sunshine in San Francisco
Makes your mind grow so very high.
-- Edited by Magica on Sunday 25th of August 2024 08:08:47 PM
Syl said
Aug 28 12:45 PM, 2024
Some old songs are literary masterpieces.
"Honeymoonin' couples too
You should see them bill 'n coo
You'd be surprised at things they do
When I'm cleanin' windows
Pyjamas lyin' side by side
Ladies nighties I have spied
I've often seen what goes inside
When I'm cleanin' windows
An old maid walks around the floor
She's so fed up, one day I'm sure
She'll drag me in and lock the door
When I'm cleanin' windows"
Magica said
Aug 28 1:56 PM, 2024
Syl wrote:
Some old songs are literary masterpieces.
"Honeymoonin' couples too You should see them bill 'n coo You'd be surprised at things they do When I'm cleanin' windows
Pyjamas lyin' side by side Ladies nighties I have spied I've often seen what goes inside When I'm cleanin' windows
An old maid walks around the floor She's so fed up, one day I'm sure She'll drag me in and lock the door When I'm cleanin' windows"
I remember this George Formby by classic.
Maddog said
Aug 28 3:13 PM, 2024
Look at your momma, when she
was 18
Deep shiny dish of peaches and
cream
No offense man, but she was a
schoolboys dream
Bedroom eyes and movie star
teeth
That was before you little
monsters came along
With your cryin and your whinin
and your clownin around
Before she knew she'd be trading
the nights downtown
For Pampers and puppies and
chicken by the pound.
Syl said
Aug 29 12:32 PM, 2024
Maddog wrote:
Look at your momma, when she was 18 Deep shiny dish of peaches and cream No offense man, but she was a schoolboys dream Bedroom eyes and movie star teeth
That was before you little monsters came along With your cryin and your whinin and your clownin around Before she knew she'd be trading the nights downtown For Pampers and puppies and chicken by the pound.
So true.
Magica said
Aug 31 1:59 PM, 2024
And did those feet in ancient times
Walk upon England's mountains green
And was the holy lamb of god
On England's pleasant pastures seen.
And did the countenance divine
Shine forth upon our clouded hills
And was Jerusalem builded here
Among those dark satanic mills.
Bring me my bow of burning gold
Bring me my arrows of desire
Bring me my spear o clouds unfold
Bring me my chariot of fire!
I will not cease from mental fight
Nor shall my sword sleep in my hand
Til we have built Jerusalem
In England's green and pleasant land!I
My fav hymn.
Syl said
Aug 31 3:41 PM, 2024
Magica wrote:
And did those feet in ancient times Walk upon England's mountains green And was the holy lamb of god On England's pleasant pastures seen. And did the countenance divine Shine forth upon our clouded hills And was Jerusalem builded here Among those dark satanic mills.
Bring me my bow of burning gold Bring me my arrows of desire Bring me my spear o clouds unfold Bring me my chariot of fire! I will not cease from mental fight Nor shall my sword sleep in my hand Til we have built Jerusalem In England's green and pleasant land!I
My fav hymn.
I always thnk of Last Night at the Proms when I hear that one.
Magica said
Sep 22 1:36 AM, 2024
Merry Christmas Mr Lawrence.
Anonymous said
Sep 22 12:02 PM, 2024
Too many personally meaningful song lyrics to mention. But, for me, it’s always back to the lyrics of Van Morrison’s ‘Someone Like You’.
Especially…
‘I’ve been all around the world…Marching to the beat of a different drum…But just lately I have realised…Baby, the best is yet to come’
I really enjoy this thread, fwiw!
Magica said
Sep 22 2:35 PM, 2024
I love this thread too 😀
I am I said, I am I cried
and I am lost and I can't even say why
Leaving me lonelier still.
One of Neil Diamonds best songs, my fav.
Maddog said
Sep 22 3:29 PM, 2024
I still feel 25 most of the time
I still raise a little Cain with the boys
Honky Tonks and pretty women
But Lord I'm still right there with'em
Singing above the crowd and the noise
Sometimes I feel like Jesse James
Still trying to make a name
Knowing nothing's gonna change what I am
I was a young troubador
When I rode in on a song
And I'll be an old troubador when I'm gone
Maddog said
Sep 22 3:33 PM, 2024
There's a young man that I know whose age is 21
Comes from down in southern Colorado
Just out of the service, he's lookin' for his fun
Someday soon, goin' with him someday soon
My parents can not stand him 'cause he rides the rodeo
My father says that he will leave me cryin'
I would follow him right down the roughest road I know
Someday soon, goin' with him someday soon
But when he comes to call
My pa ain't got a good word to say
Guess it's 'cause he's
Just as wild in his younger days
So, blow you old Blue Northern, blow my love to me
He's ridin' in tonight from California
He loves his damned old rodeo as much as he loves me
Someday soon, goin' with him someday soon
jackb said
Sep 22 9:18 PM, 2024
I was born...
Maddog said
Sep 22 10:26 PM, 2024
He was born in Oklahoma
And his wife's name's Betty Lou Thelma Liz
And he's not responsible for what he's doing
'Cause his mother made him what he is
jackb said
Sep 22 10:59 PM, 2024
You lot are just posting your favourite lyrics... maybe the thread title should be changed.
Syl said
Sep 22 11:36 PM, 2024
jackb wrote:
You lot are just posting your favourite lyrics... maybe the thread title should be changed.
Where the winds hit heavy on the borderline
Remember me to one who lives there
For she once was a true love of mine
See for me that her hair's hangin' down
It curls and falls all down her breast
See for me that her hair's hangin' down
That's the way I remember her best
If you go when the snowflakes fall
When the rivers freeze and summer ends
Please see for me if she's wearing a coat, so warm
To keep her from the howling winds"
'If you're going to San Francisco, be sure to wear some flowers in your hair'
Love that song, so summery.
Let's go to San Francisco
Where the flowers grow so very high
Sunshine in San Francisco
Makes your mind grow so very high.
-- Edited by Magica on Sunday 25th of August 2024 08:08:47 PM
"Honeymoonin' couples too
You should see them bill 'n coo
You'd be surprised at things they do
When I'm cleanin' windows
Pyjamas lyin' side by side
Ladies nighties I have spied
I've often seen what goes inside
When I'm cleanin' windows
An old maid walks around the floor
She's so fed up, one day I'm sure
She'll drag me in and lock the door
When I'm cleanin' windows"
I remember this George Formby by classic.
was 18
Deep shiny dish of peaches and
cream
No offense man, but she was a
schoolboys dream
Bedroom eyes and movie star
teeth
That was before you little
monsters came along
With your cryin and your whinin
and your clownin around
Before she knew she'd be trading
the nights downtown
For Pampers and puppies and
chicken by the pound.
So true.
Walk upon England's mountains green
And was the holy lamb of god
On England's pleasant pastures seen.
And did the countenance divine
Shine forth upon our clouded hills
And was Jerusalem builded here
Among those dark satanic mills.
Bring me my bow of burning gold
Bring me my arrows of desire
Bring me my spear o clouds unfold
Bring me my chariot of fire!
I will not cease from mental fight
Nor shall my sword sleep in my hand
Til we have built Jerusalem
In England's green and pleasant land!I
My fav hymn.
I always thnk of Last Night at the Proms when I hear that one.
Merry Christmas Mr Lawrence.
Too many personally meaningful song lyrics to mention. But, for me, it’s always back to the lyrics of Van Morrison’s ‘Someone Like You’.
Especially…
‘I’ve been all around the world…Marching to the beat of a different drum…But just lately I have realised…Baby, the best is yet to come’
I really enjoy this thread, fwiw!
I am I said, I am I cried
and I am lost and I can't even say why
Leaving me lonelier still.
One of Neil Diamonds best songs, my fav.
I still raise a little Cain with the boys
Honky Tonks and pretty women
But Lord I'm still right there with'em
Singing above the crowd and the noise
Sometimes I feel like Jesse James
Still trying to make a name
Knowing nothing's gonna change what I am
I was a young troubador
When I rode in on a song
And I'll be an old troubador when I'm gone
Comes from down in southern Colorado
Just out of the service, he's lookin' for his fun
Someday soon, goin' with him someday soon
My parents can not stand him 'cause he rides the rodeo
My father says that he will leave me cryin'
I would follow him right down the roughest road I know
Someday soon, goin' with him someday soon
But when he comes to call
My pa ain't got a good word to say
Guess it's 'cause he's
Just as wild in his younger days
So, blow you old Blue Northern, blow my love to me
He's ridin' in tonight from California
He loves his damned old rodeo as much as he loves me
Someday soon, goin' with him someday soon
And his wife's name's Betty Lou Thelma Liz
And he's not responsible for what he's doing
'Cause his mother made him what he is
It stretched from lines to verses to whole songs.
All are welcome.
Hogwash