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lagerlout2006

Joined: 17 Sep 2003 Posts: 985
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Posted: Sun May 23, 2004 12:42 am Post subject: |
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One more---this is fun.
Artist: Elvis Presley
Album: Suspicious Minds
Title: Suspicious Minds
(words & music by mark james)
We're caught in a trap
I can't walk out
Because i love you too much baby
Why can't you see
What you're doing to me
When you don't believe a word i say?
We can't go on together
With suspicious minds
And we can't build our dreams
On suspicious minds
So, if an old friend i know
Drops by to say hello
Would i still see suspicion in your eyes?
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Here we go again
Asking where i've been
You can't see these tears are real
I'm crying
We can't go on together
With suspicious minds
And be can't build our dreams
On suspicious minds
Oh let our love survive
Or dry the tears from your eyes
Let's don't let a good thing die
When honey, you know
I've never lied to you
Mmm yeah, yeah
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johnslat

Joined: 21 Jan 2003 Posts: 13859 Location: Santa Fe, New Mexico, USA
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Posted: Sun May 23, 2004 1:08 am Post subject: Canned Heat |
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ON THE ROAD AGAIN
(Floyd Jones/Alan Wilson)
Well I'm so tired of cryin' but I'm out on the road again - I'm on the road again.
Well I'm so tired of cryin' but I'm out on the road again - I'm on the road again.
I ain't got no woman just to call my special friend.
And I'm going to leave the city, got to go away.
I'm going to leave the city, got to go away.
All this fussing and fighting, man I sure can't stay.
You know the first time I travelled out in the rain and snow - in the rain and snow.
You know the first time I travelled out in the rain and snow - in the rain and snow.
I didn't have no fellow, not even no place to go.
And my dear mother left me when I was quite young - when I was quite young.
And my dear mother left me when I was quite young - when I was quite young.
She said "Lord have mercy on my wicked son."
--- Break ---
Take a hint from me mama please don't you cry no more - don't you cry no more.
Take a hint from me mama please don't you cry no more - don't you cry no more.
Cause it's soon one morning down the road I'm gone.
But I ain't going down that long and lonesome road - all by myself.
But I ain't going down that long and lonesome road - all by myself.
I can't carry you baby, gonna carry somebody else.
ALBUMS: Boogie With Canned Heat / Uncanned / On The Road Again / Canned Heat In Concert
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waxwing
Joined: 29 Jun 2003 Posts: 719 Location: China
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Posted: Sun May 23, 2004 7:42 am Post subject: |
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lagerlout, that wasn't written by Tori Amos, it was the Boomtown Rats (lead singer Bob Geldof, of LiveAid fame ... "give us your f***ing money!" .. ah those were the days .. lights pipe and puts on slippers ) |
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latefordinner
Joined: 19 Aug 2003 Posts: 973
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Posted: Sun May 23, 2004 9:44 am Post subject: |
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City of New Orleans was Arlo Guthrie's. It came to me out of nowhere while riding a slow train during the Wu Yi holiday. Sitting in a soft seat carriage and unable to stretch out and sleep but unable to remember the lyrics, I tried to explai the song to my friend. I should know by now that youcan't explain a song, only sing it.
One song I have always loved is John Prine's "Rocky Mountain Time". I only remember a bit of it now, though.
The clock played drums
And I hummed the sax
And the wind whistled down
The railroad tracks
Hey three for a quarter
One for a dime
I'll bet it's tomorrow
By Rocky Mountain time
Christ I'm so mixed up and lonely
I can't even make friends with my brain
I'm too young to be where I'm going
But I'm too old to go back again
Prine wrote a few good songs in his day. |
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leeroy
Joined: 30 Jan 2003 Posts: 777 Location: London UK
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Posted: Sun May 23, 2004 10:23 am Post subject: |
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Drunken Hearted Man (take 1) (Robert Johnson, 1936)
I'm a drunken hearted man
my life seem so misery
I'm the drunken hearted man
my life seem so misery
And if I could change my way of livin'
it t'would mean so much to me
I been dogged and I been driven
eve' since I left my mother's home
I been dogged and I been driven
eve' since I left my mother's home
And I can't see no reason why
that I can't leave these no-goods womens alone
My father died and left me
my poor mother done the best that she could
My father died and left me
my poor mother done the best she could
Every man likes that game you call love
but it don't mean no man no good
Now, I'm the drunken hearted man
and sin was the cause of it all
spoken: Oh, play 'em now
I'm a drunken hearted man
and sin was the cause of it all
And the day that you get weak for no-good women
that's the day that you bound to fall
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"Drunken Hearted Man" describes a cyclical and inter-generational process by which women bring misery to the lives of men. The song is driven by the notion that men, out of weakness or necessity, inevitably surrender to the alluring qualities of women under the pretense of love, yet ultimately reap the painful consequences for such foolish decisions. In the first verse the speaker says, "And if I could change my way of livin' / it t'would mean so much to me" (5-6). Here, the notion of a life-long perpetuation of suffering is introduced by the speaker as his language suggests something which has begun in the past, and continues to replicate in the present. The idea that the problems associated with women are not new, is supported by the speaker's mention of his father, leading one to infer that the same troubles which haunt him now, afflicted his father as well. Moreover, of particular interest is the speaker's choice of words in describing his father's father, indicates that the connection between past and present should not be ignored. By beginning the verse with the words, "My father died and left me," (13) and ending with "Every man likes that game you call love / but it don't mean no man no good," (17-1 the speaker draws a connection between his father's death and his love of a woman.
The son's final verse expounds on the history of women's destructive influence on men. Drawing on his father's experience and comparing it to his life, the speaker says, "Now, I'm the drunken hearted man / and sin was the cause of it all," (19-20) suggesting by the word "Now," that he has effectively become his father's modern substitute. Not only do these lines link the speaker and his fate with his father, but they make a Biblical reference to the first sin in the Garden of Eden. With the final verse, the speaker has finally deduced the catalyst for al subsequent female transgressions against men. In order to eradicate any possible ambiguity and also to insure the resonance of the song's anti-female sentiment, Johnson intentionally ends the song with a pun on the word "fall," alluding to the first time that woman tempted a man: "And the day that you get weak for no-good women / that's the day that you bound to fall" (24-25). Here, the speaker offers a final word of warning for all men to heed if they wish to stay sober and alive. |
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mjed9
Joined: 25 Oct 2003 Posts: 242
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Posted: Sun May 23, 2004 11:28 am Post subject: |
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Leonard Cohen - Suzanne Lyrics
Suzanne takes you down to her place near the river
You can hear the boats go by
You can spend the night beside her
And you know that she's half crazy
But that's why you want to be there
And she feeds you tea and oranges
That come all the way from China
And just when you mean to tell her
That you have no love to give her
Then she gets you on her wavelength
And she lets the river answer
That you've always been her lover
And you want to travel with her
And you want to travel blind
And you know that she will trust you
For you've touched her perfect body with your mind.
And Jesus was a sailor
When he walked upon the water
And he spent a long time watching
From his lonely wooden tower
And when he knew for certain
Only drowning men could see him
He said "All men will be sailors then
Until the sea shall free them"
But he himself was broken
Long before the sky would open
Forsaken, almost human
He sank beneath your wisdom like a stone
And you want to travel with him
And you want to travel blind
And you think maybe you'll trust him
For he's touched your perfect body with his mind.
Now Suzanne takes your hand
And she leads you to the river
She is wearing rags and feathers
From Salvation Army counters
And the sun pours down like honey
On our lady of the harbour
And she shows you where to look
Among the garbage and the flowers
There are heroes in the seaweed
There are children in the morning
They are leaning out for love
And they will lean that way forever
While Suzanne holds the mirror
And you want to travel with her
And you want to travel blind
And you know that you can trust her
For she's touched your perfect body with her mind. |
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cha muir

Joined: 28 Apr 2003 Posts: 64 Location: Plateau, Montreal
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Posted: Sun May 23, 2004 1:27 pm Post subject: Guided By Voices |
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Oh, I want to start a new life
With my valuable bullhunting knife
It will shine like a new girl
and I want to shout out her love to the world
***
When you motor away
from the once red lips
when you free yourself
from the chance of a lifetime
you could be anyone they told you to
you could belittle every little voice that told you so
and the time will come when you add up the numbers
and the time will come for us to just drive away
well speed on
well speed on
**
guided by voices |
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anthyp

Joined: 16 Apr 2004 Posts: 1320 Location: Chicago, IL USA
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Posted: Sun May 23, 2004 1:32 pm Post subject: |
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Great tune, lagerlout. Long live the King! Here's my contribution: "Always On My Mind," the Willie Nelson version. This is the song always playing in my head, and I can't figure out why.
"Always On My Mind"
(words & music by Wayne Thompson, Mark James, Johnny Christopher)
Maybe I didn't treat you
Quite as good as I should have
Maybe I didn't love you
Quite as often as I could have
Little things I should have said and done
I just never took the time
You were always on my mind
You were always on my mind
Tell me, tell me that your sweet love hasn't died
Give me, give me one more chance
To keep you satisfied, satisfied
Maybe I didn't hold you
All those lonely, lonely times
And I guess I never told you
I'm so happy that you're mine
If I make you feel second best
Girl, I'm sorry I was blind
You were always on my mind
You were always on my mind
Tell me, tell me that your sweet love hasn't died
Give me, give me one more chance
To keep you satisfied, satisfied
Little things I should have said and done
I just never took the time
You were always on my mind
You are always on my mind
You are always on my mind
I think the Willie Nelson version is slightly different, but you all know the tune. Ah what a lovely song. |
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lightnin bug

Joined: 15 May 2004 Posts: 1
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Posted: Mon May 24, 2004 2:45 am Post subject: |
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Now and then it keeps you running
It never seems to die
The trail's spent with fear
Not enough living on the outside
Never seem to get far enough
Staying in between the lines
Hold on to what you can
Waiting for the end
Not knowing when
May the wind take your troubles away
May the wind take your troubles away
Both feet on the floor, two hands on the wheel,
May the wind take your troubles away
Trying to make it far enough, to the next time zone
Few and far between past the midnight hour
Never feel alone, you're really not alone...
Switching it over to AM
Searching for a truer sound
Can't recall the call letters
Steel guitar and settle down
Catching an all-night station somewhere in Louisiana
It sounds like 1963, but for now it sounds like heaven
May the wind take your troubles away
May the wind take your troubles away
Both feet on the floor, two hands on the wheel,
May the wind take your troubles away.
-------Windfall
by Son Volt |
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JDYoung

Joined: 21 Apr 2003 Posts: 157 Location: Dongbei
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Posted: Tue May 25, 2004 11:39 am Post subject: |
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Show me the way to go home.
I'm tired and I want to go to bed.
I had a glass of beer about an hour ago
And it's gone right to my head.
No matter where I roam,
Over land or sea or foam,
You can always hear me singing this song:
"Show me the way to go home."
For vocabulary expansion try this version:
Indicate the way to my abode.
I'm fatigued and I wish to retire.
I had a glass of wine about an hour ago
And it's gone right to my cerebellum.
No matter where I perambulate,
Over land or sea or atmospheric vapour,
You can always hear me crooning this melody"
"Indicate the way to my abode." |
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latefordinner
Joined: 19 Aug 2003 Posts: 973
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Posted: Wed May 26, 2004 1:42 pm Post subject: |
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Ah, Leonard Cohen; thanks Mjed9.
from "So Long Marianne":
I'm not looking for another as I wander in my time
Walk me to the corner our steps will always rhyme.
You know my love goes with you as your love stays with me
It's just the way it changes, like the shoreline and the sea.
But lets not talk of love or chains or things we can't untie,
Your eyes are soft with sorrow,
Hey, that's no way to say good bye.
When I was so much younger, I used to sing "Winter Lady" as a lullabye to my daughter:
Travelling lady, stay awhile
until the night is over.
I'm just a station on your way,
I know I'm not your lover.
I lived with a child of snow
when I was a soldier.
I fought every man for her,
until the nights grew colder.
She used to wear her hair like you
except when she was sleeping.
Then she'd weave it upon a loom
of smoke, and gold, and breathing.
Why are you so quiet, now;
standing there in the doorway?
You chose your journey long before
you came upon this highway.
Travelling lady, stay awhile
until the night is over.
I'm just a station on your way
I know I'm not your lover |
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Will.
Joined: 02 May 2003 Posts: 783 Location: London Uk
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Posted: Wed May 26, 2004 2:39 pm Post subject: |
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nice tune late for dinner,
Try the French version by Graeme Allwright, lovely wordplay.
Me? Romance sans paroles. Felix Mendelsohn |
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Will.
Joined: 02 May 2003 Posts: 783 Location: London Uk
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Posted: Wed May 26, 2004 2:52 pm Post subject: |
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nice tune late for dinner,
Try the French version by Graeme Allwright, lovely wordplay.
Me? Romance sans paroles. Felix Mendelsohn |
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Will.
Joined: 02 May 2003 Posts: 783 Location: London Uk
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Posted: Wed May 26, 2004 3:26 pm Post subject: |
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| I guess that last post was in stereo |
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khmerhit
Joined: 31 May 2003 Posts: 1874 Location: Reverse Culture Shock Unit
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Posted: Fri May 28, 2004 3:12 pm Post subject: |
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FIVE HUNDRED MILES
If you miss the train I�m on
You will know that I am gone
You can hear the whistle blow five hundred miles
Five hundred miles
Five hundred miles
Five hundred miles
Five hundred miles
You can hear the whistle blow five hundred miles.
Lord, I�m one
Lord, I�m two
Lord, I�m three
Lord, I�m four
Lord, I�m five hundred miles away from home.
Not a shirt on my back
Not a penny to my name
Lord, I can�t go back home this away
This away, this away,
this away, this away
Lord, I can�t go back home this away.
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