I'm Off

[Soron]

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[Soron]

Before thy voice fell on my ear,
I heard thee in my soul;
A promise there of love to come,
Of beauty to behold.

 

[Soron]

EMILY ~ Los Lobos
(David Hidalgo-Louie Perez)

Emily, take me 'cross the water home
Emily, look how much we have grown
Emily, I still remember the day
Waking up, chasing the shadows away
It won't be long 'til I see your face
Eyes as bright as the sun
It won't be far down this lonesome road
'Til I see you again

Emily, run so fast through the fields
Make believe, all our dreams were so real
It won't be long 'til I see you smile
Turning my night into day
It won't be far down this lonely way
'Til I can hold you again

Emily we can hide, hide from them all
Emily, they can't catch us
They can't catch us now
They can't catch us now
They can't catch us now

 

[69forever]

I'm off...nite all

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[Arden]

LET'S BE FRIENDS
The Boss

I been watchin' you a long time
Trying to figure out where and when
We been moving down that same line
The time is now maybe we could get skin to skin

Don't know when this chance might come again
Good times got a way of comin' to an end
Don't know when this chance might come again
Good times got a way of slippin' a-way
Let's be friends, baby let's be friends

I know we're different you and me
Get a diffent way of walkin'
The time has come te let the past be history
Yeah, if we could just start talkin'

Don't know when this chance might come again
Good times got a way of comin' to an end
Don't know when this chance might come again
Good times got a way of slippin' a-way
Let's be friends, baby let's be friends

Do, do do doo do do do doo...

There's a lot of talk going `round now
Let'em talk you know you're the only one
There's a lot of walls need tearing down
Together we could take them down one by one

 

[Soron]

TALKING NEW YORK BLUES
(Bob Dylan)

Ramblin' outa the wild West,
Leavin' the towns I love the best.
Thought I'd seen some ups and down,
Til I come into New York town.
People goin' down to the ground,
Buildings goin' up to the sky.

Wintertime in New York town,
The wind blowin' snow around.
Walk around with nowhere to go,
Somebody could freeze right to the bone.
I froze right to the bone.
New York Times said it was the coldest winter in seventeen years;
I didn't feel so cold then.

I swung on to my old guitar,
Grabbed hold of a subway car,
And after a rocking, reeling, rolling ride,
I landed up on the downtown side;
Greenwich Village.

I walked down there and ended up
In one of them coffee-houses on the block.
Got on the stage to sing and play,
Man there said, "Come back some other day,
You sound like a hillbilly;
We want folk singers here."

Well, I got a harmonica job, begun to play,
Blowin' my lungs out for a dollar a day.
I blowed inside out and upside down.
The man there said he loved m' sound,
He was ravin' about how he loved m' sound;
Dollar a day's worth.

And after weeks and weeks of hangin' around,
I finally got a job in New York town,
In a bigger place, bigger money too,
Even joined the union and paid m' dues.

Now, a very great man once said
That some people rob you with a fountain pen.
It didn't take too long to find out
Just what he was talkin' about.
A lot of people don't have much food on their table,
But they got a lot of forks Ôn' knives,
And they gotta cut somethin'.

So one mornin' when the sun was warm,
I rambled out of New York town.
Pulled my cap down over my eyes
And headed out for the western skies.
So long, New York.
Howdy, East Orange.

 

[Arden]

For those that can do some pickin'

"Have a Little Faith in Me"
by John Hiatt
From the album "Bring the Family".


Capo on first fret to be in tune with the recorded version.

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When the road gets dark

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And you can no longer see
Let my love throw a spark baby
And have a little faith in me

And when the tears you cry
Are all you can believe
Just give these loving arms a try
And have a little faith in me. Have a little

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faith in me

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Have a little faith in me

Have a little faith in me
Have a little faith in me


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When your secret heart
Cannot speak so easily
Come here darlin', from a whisper start
To have a little faith in me

And when your back's against the wall
Just turn around and you will see
I will catch, I will catch your fall, baby
So have a little faith in me

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Well I been loving you such a long time now expecting
nothing in

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return, Just for you to have a little faith in me


You see time, time is our friend, 'Cause for us there is no end
And all you gotta do is have a little faith in me

I said I will hold you up, I will hold you up,
Cause your love gives me strength enough so have a little faith in me.

 

[Arden]

Etta's version of this song is awesome

Gotta Serve Somebody
Etta James

You may be an ambassador to England or France,
You may like to gamble, you might like to dance,
You may be the heavyweight champion of the world,
You may be a socialite with a long string of
pearls

But you're gonna have to serve somebody, yes
indeed You're gonna have to serve somebody, Well,
it may be the devil or it may be the Lord But
you're gonna have to serve somebody.

You might be a rock 'n' roll addict prancing on
the stage, You might have drugs at your command,
women in a cage, You may be a business man or
some high degree thief, They may call you Doctor
or they may call you Chief

But you're gonna have to serve somebody, yes
indeed You're gonna have to serve somebody, Well,
it may be the devil or it may be the Lord But
you're gonna have to serve somebody.

You may be a state trooper, you might be a young
Turk, You may be the head of some big TV network,
You may be rich or poor, you may be blind or
lame, You may be living in another country under
another name

But you're gonna have to serve somebody, yes
indeed You're gonna have to serve somebody, Well,
it may be the devil or it may be the Lord But
you're gonna have to serve somebody.

You may be a construction worker working on a
home, You may be living in a mansion or you might
live in a dome, You might own guns and you might
even own tanks, You might be somebody's landlord,
you might even own banks

But you're gonna have to serve somebody, yes
indeed You're gonna have to serve somebody, Well,
it may be the devil or it may be the Lord But
you're gonna have to serve somebody.

You may be a preacher with your spiritual pride,
You may be a city councilman taking bribes on the
side, You may be workin' in a barbershop, you may
know how to cut hair, You may be somebody's
mistress, may be somebody's heir

But you're gonna have to serve somebody, yes
indeed You're gonna have to serve somebody, Well,
it may be the devil or it may be the Lord But
you're gonna have to serve somebody.

Might like to wear cotton, might like to wear
silk, Might like to drink whiskey, might like to
drink milk, You might like to eat caviar, you
might like to eat bread, You may be sleeping on
the floor, sleeping in a king-sized bed

But you're gonna have to serve somebody, yes
indeed You're gonna have to serve somebody, Well,
it may be the devil or it may be the Lord But
you're gonna have to serve somebody.

You may call me Terry, you may call me Timmy, You
may call me Bobby, you may call me Zimmy, You may
call me R.J., you may call me Ray, You may call
me anything but no matter what you say

You're gonna have to serve somebody, yes indeed
You're gonna have to serve somebody. Well, it may
be the devil or it may be the Lord But you're
gonna have to serve somebody.

 

[Soron]

PARCHMAN FARM BLUES
(Bukka White)

Judge give me life this mornin' down on Parchman Farm
I wouldn't hate it so bad, but I left my wife in mourn

Oh, goodbye wife, all you have done gone
But I hope some day, you will hear my lonesome song

Oh listen you men, I don't mean no harm
If you wanna do good, you better stay off old Parchman Farm

We got to work in the mornin', just at dawn of day
Just at the settin' of the sun, that's when the work is done

I'm down on Parchman Farm, but I sho' wanna go back home
But I hope some day I will overcome

 

[Soron]

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[Soron]

THE LONESOME DEATH OF HATTIE CARROLL
(Bob Dylan)

William Zantzinger killed poor Hattie Carroll
With a cane that he twirled around his diamond ring finger
At a Baltimore hotel society gath'rin'.
And the cops were called in and his weapon took from him
As they rode him in custody down to the station
And booked William Zantzinger for first-degree murder.
But you who philosophize disgrace and criticize all fears,
Take the rag away from your face.
Now ain't the time for your tears.

William Zantzinger, who at twenty-four years
Owns a tobacco farm of six hundred acres
With rich wealthy parents who provide and protect him
And high office relations in the politics of Maryland,
Reacted to his deed with a shrug of his shoulders
And swear words and sneering, and his tongue it was snarling,
In a matter of minutes on bail was out walking.
But you who philosophize disgrace and criticize all fears,
Take the rag away from your face.
Now ain't the time for your tears.

Hattie Carroll was a maid of the kitchen.
She was fifty-one years old and gave birth to ten children
Who carried the dishes and took out the garbage
And never sat once at the head of the table
And didn't even talk to the people at the table
Who just cleaned up all the food from the table
And emptied the ashtrays on a whole other level,
Got killed by a blow, lay slain by a cane
That sailed through the air and came down through the room,
Doomed and determined to destroy all the gentle.
And she never done nothing to William Zantzinger.
But you who philosophize disgrace and criticize all fears,
Take the rag away from your face.
Now ain't the time for your tears.

In the courtroom of honor, the judge pounded his gavel
To show that all's equal and that the courts are on the level
And that the strings in the books ain't pulled and persuaded
And that even the nobles get properly handled
Once that the cops have chased after and caught 'em
And that the ladder of law has no top and no bottom,
Stared at the person who killed for no reason
Who just happened to be feelin' that way without warnin'.
And he spoke through his cloak, most deep and distinguished,
And handed out strongly, for penalty and repentance,
William Zantzinger with a six-month sentence.
Oh, but you who philosophize disgrace and criticize all fears,
Bury the rag deep in your face
For now's the time for your tears.

 

[Arden]

Fu***** Charley

FEELS LIKE RAIN

Down here the river meets the sea
And in the sticky heat I feel ya’ open up to me
Love comes out of nowhere baby, just like a hurricane
And it feels like rain
And it feels like rain

Lying underneath the stars right next to you
I'm wondering who you are baby
How do you do?
How do you do, baby?
The clouds roll in across the moon
And the wind howls out your name
And it feels like rain
It feels like rain

We ain't never gonna make that bridge tonight, Baby
Across Lake Ponchartrain
And it feels like rain
And it feels like rain

Batten down the hatches, Baby
Leave your heart out on your sleeve
It looks like we're in for stormy weather
That ain't no cause for us to leave
Just lie here, in my arms
Let it wash away the pain
It feels like rain
It feels like rain
Baby can you feel it, feel it, feel it
Feel it, feel it
Baby can you feel it
Can you feel it
Gonna let your love, gonna let your love, gonna let your love
Rain down on me
Feel it
Feel it
Feels like rain...

 

[Soron]

Batten down the hatches, Baby
Leave your heart out on your sleeve
It looks like we're in for stormy weather


Will be glad when it's all over.

 

[kayte]

Batten down the hatches, Baby
Leave your heart out on your sleeve
It looks like we're in for stormy weather


Will be glad when it's all over.

{{{{{{{{{{{{{{Soron}}}}}}}}}}} You are in my prayers darling!!!!

 

[Arden]

Batten down the hatches, Baby
Leave your heart out on your sleeve
It looks like we're in for stormy weather


Will be glad when it's all over.

As will I...

 

[SecretScribe]

Evening / morning all ...

just stopped in to say hello and now like the thread title says ...

 

[Soron]

{{{{{{{{{{{{{{Soron}}}}}}}}}}} You are in my prayers darling!!!!

{{{{{Kayte}}}}}
We'll be fine, darlin'. The aftermath is what I'm concerned about, like how quickly we'll get our services restored.

 

[Soron]

As will I...

I love you, beautiful. Hang in there.

 

[kayte]

{{{{{Kayte}}}}}
We'll be fine, darlin'. The aftermath is what I'm concerned about, like how quickly we'll get our services restored.

Still thinking about you {{{{{Soron}}}}} The prayers then will include the service restoration too!!!

 

[Soron]

KNOWLEDGE IS KING ~ Kool Moe Dee

ain't goin'
I'm gone
Up up up and away
And I'm on
A higher plane
With a brain
With a flame
Feel the fire
Desire the same
Knowledge and wisdom
And understanding
Possessed by gods
Transferred to man in
A script of a book
A scripture that looks
Like a Biblical writing
Inviting a hook
Of a song sing along with a strong
Subliminal
Message divesting all men from
Criminal
Acts of the Devil
Revealed and reveled
Designed to recline the mind to lower level
With no spiritual level
Read the Holy Koran
Or the Bible
Because it's liable
To be a revival
For the weak who seek power it'll bring
Infallible power
Knowledge is king
Knowledge
Who wants some
come get it
A battle is a test of wits
And I'm witted
Hard beats a torch
And I lit it
Stop the music
Alright hit it
Now that it feels good
I'm heating up
I feed off knowledge
And can't get enough
Knowledge is infinite
Suckers ain't into it
Ignorance is bliss
And they're kin to it
Party and dance
And don't ever glance
At a book or look
For their mind to advance
Caught in a rut
Chasing butt
Trying to get a dollar
Or trying to get a nut
Evil feeds
Off a source of apathy
Weak in the mind
And of course you have to be
Less than a man
More like a thing
No knowledge you're nothin'
Knowledge is king
Knowledge
My rhymes make
A meak mind anorexic
You can't hang without slang
So eject it
I've selected
Rhymes for records
To affect the effect
Of the rhyme that left
Hangin' like a pound
That came down
But you're hangin' the brain
So your brain's hell-bound
Lost and found
By the serpent's sound
What you don't know
Can't hurt that's profound
Or absurd
A better word
An ingnorant fool
Is a real cool nerd
Pockets are fat
With an empty head
Got a little fame and a name
And you're brain dead
You count dollars
So ya think ya in
What good is knowing how to count
If you don't know when
And history today
And it will equal the future
Repetitive mistakes
Cause the brain ain't acute ya
Need knowledge
To understand
The concept of sacrifice
But man don't understand
So we have to fight
War
Killing people we never
Saw before
Most don't eden know
What they're killin' for
Following rulers
Instead of the prophets
The wicked can rule ya
But the knowledge can stop it
Souls can't be controlled
It's a spiritual thing
But you got the knowledge
Knowledge is king
Knowledge
My knowledge comes
From a spiritual force
Stonger than any
Earthly source
Propaganda
Hype or slander
I won't believe the hype
I understand the
Media dictates
The mind and rotates
The way you think
And syncopates slow pace
Brains
Can't maintain
Acertain
Insipid inane crass rain
Insane lame
Traditions
All praise fame
Positions
Want to be a star
Drive a big car
Live bourgeios
Ane won't know who you are
Lost in the source
And praising the dollar
Whether your faith is
Christ or Allah
The knowledge of God
Will teach one thing
The dollar is moot
Knowledge is king

 

[Soron]

YOU CAN'T ALWAYS GET WHAT YOU WANT
(Mick Jagger-Keith Richards)

I saw her today at the reception
A glass of wine in her hand
I knew she was gonna meet her connection,
At her feet was her foot-loose man.

And you can't always get what you want,
Honey, you can't always get what you want
You can't always get what you want
But if you try sometime, yeah,
You just might find you get what you need!

We went down to the demonstration to get our fair share of abuse,
Singing, "We gonna vent our frustration"
If we don't we'll blow a fifty amp fuse
So, I went to the Chelsea Drugstore to get your prescription filled
I was standing in line with my friend, Mr. Jimmy
And man, did he look pretty ill
We decided that we would have a soda,
My fav'rite flavor was cherry red
I sing this song to my friend, Jimmy,
And he said one word to me and that was "dead"

And you can't always get what you want, honey
You can't always get what you want
You can't always get what you want
But if you try sometime, yeah,
You just might find you get what you need!

I saw her today at the reception
In her glass was a bleeding man
She was practised at the art of deception,
I could tell by her blood-stained hands

And you can't always get what you want, honey
You can't always get what you want
You can't always get what you want,
But if you try sometime, yeah,
You just might find you get what you need!

And you can' always get what you want, honey,
You can't always get what you want,
You cant always get what you want,
But if you try sometime, yeah,
You just might find you get what you need!

 

[Soron]

MY CITY OF RUINS
(Bruce Springsteen)

There's a blood red circle
On the cold dark ground
And the rain is falling down
The church door's thrown open
I can hear the organ's song
But the congregation's gone
My city of ruins
My city of ruins

Now the sweet bells of mercy
Drift through the evening trees
Young men on the corner
Like scattered leaves
The boarded up windows
The empty streets
While my brother's down on his knees
My city of ruins
My city of ruins

Come on rise up! Come on rise up!
Come on rise up! Come on rise up!
Come on rise up! Come on rise up!
Come on rise up! Come on rise up!

Now there's tears on the pillow
Darlin' where we slept
And you took my heart when you left
Without your sweet kiss
My soul is lost, my friend
Tell me how do I begin again?
My city's in ruins
My city's in ruins

Now with these hands
With these hands
With these hands
With these hands
I pray Lord
With these hands
With these hands
I pray for the strength, Lord
With these hands
With these hands
I pray for the faith, Lord
With these hands
With these hands
I pray for your love, Lord
With these hands
With these hands
I pray for the strength, Lord
With these hands
With these hands
I pray for your love, Lord
With these hands
With these hands
I pray for the faith, Lord
With these hands
With these hands
I pray for the strength, Lord

Come on, rise up!
Come on, rise up!

 

[Arden]

Now there's tears on the pillow
Darlin' where we slept
And you took my heart when you left
Without your sweet kiss
My soul is lost, my friend

 

[69forever]

Souls that are lost
In dreams do I toss
Don't want that fitful sleep
Without you I do weep
So much more
Life has in store
For you and I
Let's try not to cry
A future unfolds
To those that are bold

And that is you and I

 

[69forever]

Blowing In The Wind
Peter Paul And Mary

How many roads must a man walk down
Before you call him a man?
How many seas must a white dove sail
Before she sleeps in the sand?

How many times must the cannonballs fly
Before they're forever banned?
The answer, my friend, is blowing in the wind
The answer is blowing in the wind.

How many years must a mountain exist
Before it is washed to the sea?
How many years can some people exist
Before they're allowed to be free?

How many times can a man turn his head
and pretend that he just doesn't see?
The answer, my friend, is blowing in the wind
The answer is blowing in the wind.

How many times must a man look up
Before he can see the sky?
How many ears must one man have
Before he can hear people cry?

How many deaths will it take till he knows
That too many people have died?
The answer, my friend, is blowing in the wind
The answer is blowing in the wind.

Good night my friends....