"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"
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.
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.
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
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.
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
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