She's my online lover, I'm her online Jack
She's got all the right equipment, IBM PC and MAC
She's my sexy cyber-queen, and I thank God above,
That ever since we met on the internet there's a chance of remote love!

The song that hits me like a sledgehammer is:

The clubs are all closed,
and there's nowhere to go
and the sun won't show for hours,
The streets are all empty
and lovers lay sleeping,
and dreaming of each other...

And every fool has a rainbow
that only he can see
every fool has a rainbow
and the rule apply's to me

Merle Haggard

I listen to all kinds of music and I feel that the lyrics to this song are some of the best lyics ever written, any era, any genre!

[This message was edited by Bob Watson on 26 April 2003 at 11:58 AM.]

To keep from falling off your barstool's about all you can do. I'll make my proposition, cause I'm just as drunk as you.

Ch: ( everybody )

Let's do something Cheap and Superficial.

Let's do something that we might regret.

Let's do something shabby and insensitive.

Hey, this might be the only chance we get.

( I forgot the second verse. Anybody?)

Loved that one. Burt Reynolds ( Smokey and The Bandit II)

ALSO. Did anybody happen to see the uncut version of "Any Which Way you Can" with Dan Hicks and the Hot Licks' "Everyone's doin' it?

EJL

OSCAR HAMMERSTEIN:
"... [She]
No little shack do you share with me,
We do not flee from a mortgagee,
Nary a care in the world have we,

[He]
How can love survive?

[She]
You're fond of bonds and you own a lot.
I have a plane and a diesel yacht,

[He]
Plenty of nothing you haven't got!

[Both]
How can love survive?

[She]
No rides for us on the top of a bus
In the face of the freezing breezes

[He]
You reach your goals in your comfy old Rolls Or in one of your Mercedes-es!

[She]
Far, very far off the beam are we,
Quaint and bizarre as a team are we,
Two millionaires with a dream are we,
We're keeping romance alive. ...."

I'm a lonely Lighthouse..
not a ship out in the night..
watching the sea..
seas come half-way round the world
to see the light..
and to stay away from me..

there is a shipwreck lying at my feet..
some weary refugee from the rolling deep..
how, could you lose it all and fall for me..

couldn't we shine [my golden moments into one]..
like to shine like the sun..
one more summer day..
like to shine like the lighthouse
one last summer night..
flashing on, flashing..
fading away..

(well)if you feel lost and lonely..
and don't know where to go..
and you here this song on the radio..
or even if you're feeling healthy and strong..
you might like to sing along..

(but) just because I might be standing here..
that don't mean I won't be wrong this time..
you could follow me and lose your mind..

couldn't we shine (my golden moments into one)..
like to shine like the sun..
one more summer day..
like to shine like the lighthouse..
one last summer night..
flashing on, flashing..fading away..

off the coast of Africa....................

I'd like to shine like the sun..
one more summer day..

shine like the lighthouse..
one last summer night..

see me flashing-on, flashing..
fading away..

couldn't we shine..
just one more time..

I'd like to shine like the sun..
one more summer day..

like to shine like the lighthouse..
one last summer night..

flashing-on, flashing-on
fading away..

James Taylor..

Also, "Hands Can say a lot beneath the table, and yours just told me all I need to know." (Johnny Bush)

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1985 Emmons push-pull,Evans SE200

quote:

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And I could move I'd get my gun and put her in the ground.

KR

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"what a fool I was to think I could get by, with only these few million tears I've cried" Merle

"When I left my home and my family I was no more than a boy,
In the company of strangers,
In the quiet of a railway station, runnin' scared.
Laying low, seeking out the poorer quarters,
Where the ragged people go.
Lookin' for the places, only they would know."

Paul Simon

"What's goin' on" MGaye

"The silence of a falling star
Lights up a purple sky.
And as I wonder where you are
I'm so lonesome I could cry." Hiram

"I just came in here from force of habit, I don't intend to spend too much time in here. But I saw you matchin' for the music, and if you play A-11 there'll be tears"
Hank Cochran

Each night I make the rounds
To every spot in town
A lonely man with lonely time to kill
All I can say is what a way to live
The paths my memories take
Just make my poor heart ache
I think of her I guess I always will
All I can say is what a way to live

Chorus
I?d rather lay me down tonight
And never wake again
 Than to face another day the shape my life is in
The jukebox playing loud
A face among the crowd
So much like hers it makes my heart stand still
All I can say is what a way to live

Willie again

I couldn't sleep last night, just walked the floor
Don't know how I'll stand this anymore
Lonely all the time since I lost you
Received your invitation to the blues

I don't know why you cause me such pain
I just hope I'll never go through this much again
Lonely me, I don't know what to do
Received your invitation to the blues

You took the laughter from this world of mine
Thanks to you the sun will never shine
Walked the floor so much wore out my shoes
Received your invitation to the blues

Roger Miller

Once you said you'd do most anything to keep our love, you'd tear out your tongue before you'd tell me lies
Once you said you'd crawl on hands and knees to be with me...today you wouldn't even cross the street to say 'goodbye'
Willie!

What goes wrong in the mind of a man in a bar?
...one drink, then another
'til he's out of control
G. Jones

One more drink of wine
and if she's still on my mind
one more drink
just one more
and then another
ET sang it dunno who wrote it

I got loaded last night on a bottle of gin
and I had a fight with my best girlfriend
'cause when I'm drinkin' I am nobody's friend
please Baby wait for me until they let me out again
Charlie Rich

Maybe it's better, but I don't understand
why God would take the woman,
and leave the children and a man....
a mournful song as the hearse rolls on,
down to the grave yard
where the weeping willows weep
Six pall bearers cryin'
and my baby lies asleep
Bill Phillips sang it

All Eyes Go by Scott McKnight :

Tell me again, look in my eyes and I'll try to divine
What you really mean when you say what you say
Maybe I'm blind but I'm not deluded, I haven't concluded
What you really mean when you say what you say

All I know is what I'm told
All eyes go when they get old

I won't pretend, it's harder than hell to tell what you're telling me Reading in between what you say when you say what you say
Things that you're doing, you say how could it harm us, But you made a promise
Did you really mean what you said when you said what you said

Tell me again, look in my eyes and I'll try to divine
What you really mean when you say what you say
Maybe I'm blind but I'm not deluded, I haven't concluded What you really mean to me anymore
Do you mean anymore
To me anymore

Angelina
Eric Brace (Dry Diggin Tunes, BMI)

You look so far away, across the room
I wish I could tell you what's been running through my head
Wish I could cross the floor and hand you a ticket
To fly away with me, to fly away with me

My angel, Angelina, hold my hand
With your alabaster fingers, I hope you'll understand
My angel, Angelina, kiss me now
Put your cool lips on my brow

Would you fly across the sky with me, sit by my side
Would you lean across the armrest and whisper all your secrets
Every time I catch your eye I wonder what's behind it
I don't know where happiness hides, but I'm game to try to find it

My angel, Angelina, hold my hand
With your alabaster fingers, I hope you'll understand
My angel, Angelina, kiss me now
Put your cool lips on my brow

I could go on and on and on and on

[This message was edited by Dave Van Allen on 23 May 2003 at 06:07 AM.]

Made me think of several.

Man with the Blues WN

Evangelina HA

One from MH that I'm trying to remember about him apologizing for not being able to be somebody to be proud of. I'll find it..

The Wall. (?)

Big Iron MR?

One Dying and a Buryin RM

River in the Rain RM

Old Friends (?)

Reasons to Quit WN

Last thing I needed.WN

Nothing I can do about it Now WN

Leave us not forget Jonnny Russell...

EJL

Ice cold woman
I don't think you're human
you breathe and you live
you do everything but give

How can you just stand there when I hurt like this?
Baby, can't you feel my need for you?
The time will surely come when I won't want your kiss.
You're so cold, I'm turning blue

Hugh X Lewis sang it Pete Drake played it, dunno who wrote it
http://users.interlinks.net/rebel/steel/youresocold.mp3

You are the promised kiss of springtime
That makes the lonely winter seem long
You are the breathless hush of evening
That trembles on the brink of a lovely song

You are the angel glow that lights a star
The dearest things I know are what you are

Some day my happy arms will hold you
And some day I'll know that moment divine
When all the things you are, are mine
J Kern/O Hammerstein

Yesterday is gone
Tomorrow is uncertain
So if you care at all
then Love me, please love me today
I'm so in love don't put it off

A stitch in time saves nine
One kiss may make the difference
So if you care at all
then Love me, please love me today
I'm so in love don't put it off

Don't put off til tomorrow what you can do today
why take a chance on sorrow?
drive my blues away

Like a piece of driftwood on the sea,,may you never be alone like me

Hank Williams, Sr. Did you ever see a nite so long, when time goes crawling by

The midnite train is whining low , I`m so lomesome I could cry

This one just popped into my head, though...

'Now from Washington to Oregon, you can hear the factories hum,
Making chrome and making manganese, and white aluminum.
Now roars the Flying Fortress for to fight for Uncle Sam,
Along the cold and clear Columbia, by the big Grand Coulee Dam

In the misty crystal glitter of that wild and windy spray,
Men have fought the pounding waters and met a watery grave,
Though she tore their boats to splinters she gave men dreams to dream,
Of the day the Coulee Dam would cross that wild and wasted stream'

Written by Woody Guthrie - reprised in 1957 by Lonnie Donegan. Wonderfully evocative - especially to a thirteen year old living in grey old London back then....

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Roger Rettig

[This message was edited by Roger Rettig on 17 May 2003 at 08:11 AM.]