Thanks peach
Jim Brown
at my bar/restaurant friday nite. Once I saw it in the songbook, I couldnt
resist.
C The Shocker
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Great. Now that damn song will be in my head all day.
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James Schrumpf
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> "Jim Brown" <ji...@wells.net> wrote in message
> news:cm32vr$9j2$1...@news.netins.net...
>> for your reference to "Rhinestone Cowboy". I decided to sing it at
>> karaoke
>> at my bar/restaurant friday nite. Once I saw it in the songbook, I
>> couldnt
>> resist.
>
> Great. Now that damn song will be in my head all day.
>
I always preferred "Lineman for the County", or whatever the real name
is.
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WiNK
"James Schrumpf" <jaspammen...@adelphia.nospamnet> wrote in message
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Wichita Lineman. It is a good song.
Peach
WiNK
You're welcome! Did you get the "standing O?"
Another good one: "Country boy....you've got your feet in L.A., but your
mind's on Tennessee..........." heh heh
Peach
Jason Henning
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>"Jim Brown" <ji...@wells.net> wrote in message
>news:cm32vr$9j2$1...@news.netins.net...
>> for your reference to "Rhinestone Cowboy". I decided to sing it at
>> karaoke
>> at my bar/restaurant friday nite. Once I saw it in the songbook, I
>> couldnt
>> resist.
>
>Great. Now that damn song will be in my head all day.
She came down yellow mountain
on a dark flat land she rides
On a pony she named Wildfire
With a whirlwind by her side
On a cold Nebraska night
Oh they say she died one winter
When there came a killing frost
And the pony she named Wildfire
Busted down his stall
In a blizzard he was lost
She ran calling Wildfire
She ran calling Wildfire
She ran calling Wildfire
Cheers,
Jason Henning
Cornhuskeress
Well life on the farm is kinda laid back
Ain't much an old country boy like me can't hack
It's early to rise, early in the sack
Thank God I'm a country boy
Well a simple kinda life never did me no harm
A raisin' me a family and workin' on a farm
My days are all filled with an easy country charm
Thank God I'm a country boy
Well I got me a fine wife I got me a fiddle
When the sun's comin' up I got cakes on the griddle
Life ain't nothin' but a funy funny riddle
Thank God I'm a country boy
When the work's all done and the sun's settlin' low
I pull out my fiddle and I rosin up the bow
The kids are asleep so I keep it kinda low
Thank God I'm a country boy
I'd play “sally goodin'” all day if I could
But the lord and my wife wouldn't take it very good
So I fiddle when I could, work when I should
Thank God I'm a country boy
Well I got me a fine wife I got me a fiddle
When the sun's comin' up I got cakes on the griddle
Life ain't nothin' but a funy funny riddle
Thank God I'm a country boy
Well I wouldn't trade my life for diamonds and jewels
I never was one of them money hungry fools
Iid rather have my fiddle and my farmin' tools
Thank God I'm a country boy
Yeah, city folk drivin' in a black limousine
A lotta sad people thinkin' that's mighty keen
Son, let me tell ya now exactly what I mean
Thank God I'm a country boy
Well I got me a fine wife I got me a fiddle
When the sun's comin' up I got cakes on the griddle
Life ain't nothin' but a funy funny riddle
Thank God I'm a country boy
Well, my fiddle was my daddy's till the day he died
And he took me by the hand and held me close to his side
Said, “live a good life and play my fiddle with pride
And thank God you're a country boy
My daddy taught me young how to hunt and how to whittle
Taught me how to work and play a tune on the fiddle
Taught me how to love and how to give just a little
Thank God I'm a country boy
Well I got me a fine wife I got me a fiddle
When the sun's comin' up I got cakes on the griddle
Life ain't nothin' but a funy funny riddle
Thank God I'm a country boy
Thank God I'm a country boy
~~Geri~~
"HUSKERS!! F**k, yeah!"
David C. Tuttle
> "James Schrumpf" <jaspammen...@adelphia.nospamnet> wrote:
>> "C The Shocker" <chri...@comcast.FUCKOFFSPAMMERS.net> wrote:
>>> "Jim Brown" <ji...@wells.net> wrote:
>>>>
>>>> for your reference to "Rhinestone Cowboy". I decided to sing it at
>>>> karaoke
>>>> at my bar/restaurant friday nite. Once I saw it in the songbook, I
>>>> couldnt
>>>> resist.
>>>
>>> Great. Now that damn song will be in my head all day.
>>
>> I always preferred "Lineman for the County", or whatever the real name
>> is.
>
Anything by John Hartford is classic.
By favorite song by Hartford is "Boogie".
But I can't seem to find it in any karaoke playlists.
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Frisbee®
He was born in the summer of his 27th year
Comin’ home to a place he’d never been before
He left yesterday behind him, you might say he was born again
You might say he found a key for every door
When he first came to the mountains his life was far away
On the road and hangin’ by a song
But the string’s already broken and he doesn’t really care
It keeps changin’ fast and it don’t last for long
But the colorado rocky mountain high
I’ve seen it rainin’ fire in the sky
The shadow from the starlight is softer than a lullabye
Rocky mountain high (high colorado) rocky mountain high (high colorado)
He climbed cathedral mountains, he saw silver clouds below
He saw everything as far as you can see
And they say he got crazy once, and he tried to touch the sun
And he lost a friend but kept his memory
Now he walks in quiet solitude the forests and the streams
Seeking grace in every step he takes
His sight has turned inside himself to try and understand
The serenity of a clear blue mountain lake
And the colorado rocky mountain high
I’ve seen it rainin’ fire in the sky
You can talk to God and listen to the casual reply
Rocky mountain high (high colorado) rocky mountain high (high colorado)
Now his life is full of wonder but his heart still knows some fear
Of a simple thing he cannot comprehend
Why they try to tear the mountains down to bring in a couple more
More people, more scars upon the land
And the colorado rocky mountain high
I’ve seen it rainin’ fire in the sky
I know he’d be a poorer man if he never saw an eagle fly
Rocky mountain high
It’s a colorado rocky mountain high
I’ve seen it rainin’ fire in the sky
Friends around the campfire and everybody’s high
Rocky mountain high (high colorado) rocky mountain high (high colorado)
Rocky mountain high (high colorado) rocky mountain high do de do
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Charles Beauchamp
Twenty-twenty-twenty four hours to go
I wanna be sedated
Nothing to do
Nowhere to go
I wanna be sedated
Just get me to the airport
And put me on a plane
Hurry hurry hurry before I go insane
I can’t control my fingers
I can’t control my brain
Oh no oh no
Just put me in a wheelchair
And get me to the show
Hurry hurry hurry before I go loco
I can’t control my fingers
I can’t control my toes
Oh no oh no
Twenty-twenty-twenty four hours to go
I wanna be sedated
Nothing to do
Nowhere to go
I wanna be sedated
Just get me to the airport
And put me on a plane
Hurry hurry hurry before I go insane
I can’t control my fingers
I can’t control my toes.
Oh no oh no
Ba ba ba baba I wanna be sedated.
Ba ba ba baba I wanna be sedated.
Ba ba ba baba I wanna be sedated.
Ba ba ba baba I wanna be sedated.
That were my wakeup music today. I would rather be dead then wakeup to John
Denver or Glen Campbell.
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