The return of the Lyric Association Thread
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For you Rich... RIP
But now the days are short, I'm in the autumn of the year
And now I think of my life as vintage wine from fine old kegs
From the brim to the dregs, and it poured sweet and clear
It was a very good year
It was a mess of good years
Ole Blue Eyes
But now the days are short, I'm in the autumn of the year
And now I think of my life as vintage wine from fine old kegs
From the brim to the dregs, and it poured sweet and clear
It was a very good year
It was a mess of good years
Ole Blue Eyes
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1929 when he stepped to the bar, drank to the dregs of the whiskey jar.
1930 when the wall caved in, he made his way selling red-eyed gin.
R.I.P. Richblueyes
1930 when the wall caved in, he made his way selling red-eyed gin.
R.I.P. Richblueyes
Dodging lions and a-wasting time
In memory of ChiefScott
In memory of ChiefScott
Re: The return of the Lyric Association Thread
Voices of the angels
Ring around the moonlight
Asking me said she so free
How can you catch the sparrow?
Suite: Judy Blue Eyes
Ring around the moonlight
Asking me said she so free
How can you catch the sparrow?
Suite: Judy Blue Eyes
Re: The return of the Lyric Association Thread
If you ever feel lonesome
And you're down in San Antone
Beg, steal or borrow two nickels or a dime
To call me on the phone
And I'll meet you at Alamo Mission
We can say our prayers
The Holy Ghost and the Virgin Mother
Will heal us as we kneel there
In the moonlight, in the midnight
In the moonlight, midnight moonlight
And you're down in San Antone
Beg, steal or borrow two nickels or a dime
To call me on the phone
And I'll meet you at Alamo Mission
We can say our prayers
The Holy Ghost and the Virgin Mother
Will heal us as we kneel there
In the moonlight, in the midnight
In the moonlight, midnight moonlight
Dodging lions and a-wasting time
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In memory of ChiefScott
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Catch a ride to the end of the highway
And we'll meet by the big red tree
There's a place up ahead, and I'm goin'
Come along, come along with me
And we'll meet by the big red tree
There's a place up ahead, and I'm goin'
Come along, come along with me
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Whoa, tie a yellow ribbon 'round the ole oak tree
It's been three long years, do you still want me?
If I don't see a ribbon round the ole oak tree
I'll stay on the bus, forget about us, put the blame on me
If I don't see a yellow ribbon 'round the ole oak tree
It's been three long years, do you still want me?
If I don't see a ribbon round the ole oak tree
I'll stay on the bus, forget about us, put the blame on me
If I don't see a yellow ribbon 'round the ole oak tree
Dodging lions and a-wasting time
In memory of ChiefScott
In memory of ChiefScott
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People tell me it's a sin
To know and feel too much within
I still believe she was my twin but I lost the ring
She was born in spring but I was born too late
Blame it on a simple twist of fate.
To know and feel too much within
I still believe she was my twin but I lost the ring
She was born in spring but I was born too late
Blame it on a simple twist of fate.
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I had a dream but it turned to dust
And what I thought was love
That must've been lust
I was living in style
When the walls fell in
When I played my hand
I looked like a joker
Turn around, fate must have woke her
'Cause lady luck she was waiting outside the door
And what I thought was love
That must've been lust
I was living in style
When the walls fell in
When I played my hand
I looked like a joker
Turn around, fate must have woke her
'Cause lady luck she was waiting outside the door
Dodging lions and a-wasting time
In memory of ChiefScott
In memory of ChiefScott
Re: The return of the Lyric Association Thread
Saw my picture in the paper
Read the news around my face
And now some people
Don't want to treat me the same
… When the walls come tumblin' down
When the walls come crumblin' crumblin
Read the news around my face
And now some people
Don't want to treat me the same
… When the walls come tumblin' down
When the walls come crumblin' crumblin
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Well, we're big rock singers
We got golden fingers
And we're loved everywhere we go ("That sounds like us")
We sing about beauty and we sing about truth
At ten thousand dollars a show (right)
We take all kinds of pills that give us all kind of thrills
But the thrill we've never known
Is the thrill that'll getcha when you get your picture
On the cover of the Rollin' Stone
We got golden fingers
And we're loved everywhere we go ("That sounds like us")
We sing about beauty and we sing about truth
At ten thousand dollars a show (right)
We take all kinds of pills that give us all kind of thrills
But the thrill we've never known
Is the thrill that'll getcha when you get your picture
On the cover of the Rollin' Stone
Dodging lions and a-wasting time
In memory of ChiefScott
In memory of ChiefScott
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I feel the spirit movin' all through the hall
Looks like everybody's havin' a ball
Does my heart good to see folks enjoy the show
So buckle up people, away we go!
Looks like everybody's havin' a ball
Does my heart good to see folks enjoy the show
So buckle up people, away we go!
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Everybody listen to me
And return me my ship
I'm your captain, I'm your captain
Though I'm feeling mighty sick
I've been lost now for days uncounted
And it's months since I've seen home
Can you hear me? Can you hear me?
Or am I all alone?
And return me my ship
I'm your captain, I'm your captain
Though I'm feeling mighty sick
I've been lost now for days uncounted
And it's months since I've seen home
Can you hear me? Can you hear me?
Or am I all alone?
Dodging lions and a-wasting time
In memory of ChiefScott
In memory of ChiefScott
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Went to see the captain
Strangest I could find
Laid my proposition down
Laid it on the line
I won't slave for beggar's pay
Likewise gold and jewels
But I would slave to learn the way
To sink your ship of fools
RIP Jerry
Strangest I could find
Laid my proposition down
Laid it on the line
I won't slave for beggar's pay
Likewise gold and jewels
But I would slave to learn the way
To sink your ship of fools
RIP Jerry
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If I had a gun for every ace that I had drawn
I could arm a town the size of Abilene
Don't you push me baby, 'cause I'm moaning low
And you know I'm only in it for the gold
I could arm a town the size of Abilene
Don't you push me baby, 'cause I'm moaning low
And you know I'm only in it for the gold
Dodging lions and a-wasting time
In memory of ChiefScott
In memory of ChiefScott
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I heard about you and that man
There's just one thing I don't understand
You say he's a liar and he put out your fire
How come you still got his gun in your hand?
There's just one thing I don't understand
You say he's a liar and he put out your fire
How come you still got his gun in your hand?
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What it is that feeds this fever
As the full moon pales and climbs
Am I living truth or rank deceiver?
Am I the victim or the crime?
Am I the victim or the crime?
Am I the victim or the crime, or the crime?
As the full moon pales and climbs
Am I living truth or rank deceiver?
Am I the victim or the crime?
Am I the victim or the crime?
Am I the victim or the crime, or the crime?
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You say the hill's too steep to climb
Chiding
You say you'd like to see me try climbing
You pick the place and I'll choose the time, and I'll climb the hill in my own way
Just wait a while for the right day
And as I rise above the treeline and the clouds, I look down hearing the sound of the things you said today
Fearlessly, the idiot faced the crowd, smiling
Merciless, the magistrate turns 'round, frowning
Chiding
You say you'd like to see me try climbing
You pick the place and I'll choose the time, and I'll climb the hill in my own way
Just wait a while for the right day
And as I rise above the treeline and the clouds, I look down hearing the sound of the things you said today
Fearlessly, the idiot faced the crowd, smiling
Merciless, the magistrate turns 'round, frowning
Dodging lions and a-wasting time
In memory of ChiefScott
In memory of ChiefScott
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Oh, she may be weary
Young girls they do get weary
Wearing that same old shaggy dress, yeah yeah
But when she gets weary
Try a little tenderness, yeah yeah
Young girls they do get weary
Wearing that same old shaggy dress, yeah yeah
But when she gets weary
Try a little tenderness, yeah yeah
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She said, my breasts, they will always be open
Baby, you can rest your weary head right on me
And there will always be a space in my parking lot
When you need a little coke and sympathy
Baby, you can rest your weary head right on me
And there will always be a space in my parking lot
When you need a little coke and sympathy
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Now I'm losing touch with reality and I'm almost out of blow
It's such a fine line I hate to see it go
Cocaine, runnin' all 'round my brain
It's such a fine line I hate to see it go
Cocaine, runnin' all 'round my brain
Dodging lions and a-wasting time
In memory of ChiefScott
In memory of ChiefScott