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Breath deep
The gathering gloom
Watch lights fade
From every room
Bedsitter people
Look back and lament
Another day's useless
Energy spent

Impassioned lovers
Wrestle as one
Lonely man cries for love
And has none
New mother picks up
And suckles her son
Senior citizens
Wish they were young

Cold hearted orb
That rules the night
Removes the colours
From our sight
Red is gray and
Yellow white
But we decide
Which is right
And
Which is an Illusion
A bottle of white, a bottle of red
Perhaps a bottle of rose instead
We'll get a table near the street
In our old familiar place
You and I, face to face

A bottle of red, a bottle of white
It all depends upon your appetite
I'll meet you any time you want
In our Italian restaurant

(and on it goes to Brenda and Eddie, etc. - LOVE that song!)
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Originally posted by PurpleHaze:
In anticipation of John Prine coming to town next week:

And daddy won't you take me back to Muhlenberg County,
Down by the Green River where Paradise lay,
Well, I'm sorry my son, but you're too late in asking,
Mister Peabody's coal train has hauled it away.

PH


John Prine is one of the best. I am a big fan and particularly of that song
Home - Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeros:

“Jade?”
“Alexander?”
“Do you remember that day you fell out of my window?”
“I sure do, you came jumping out after me.”
“Well, you fell on the concrete and nearly broke your ass and you were bleeding all over the place and I rushed you off to the hospital. Do you remember that?”
“Yes, I do.”
“Well, there’s something I never told you about that night.”
“What didn’t you tell me?”
“While you were sitting in the backseat smoking a cigarette you thought was going to be your last, I was falling deep, deeply in love with you and I never told you ‘til just now.”
“Now I know.”

Ahh, Home
Let me come Home
Home is whenever I’m with you
Ahh, Home
Let me come Home
Home is when I’m alone with you

Home
Let me come Home
Home is wherever I’m with you

Ahh, Home
Yes, I am Home
Home is when I’m alone with you.

Alabama, Arkansas, I do love my Ma & Pa
Moats & boats & waterfalls & pay phone calls

Ahh, Home
Let me come Home
Home is wherever I’m with you
Ahh, Home
Let me come Home
Home is when I’m alone with you
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Originally posted by Jcocktosten:
John Prine is one of the best. I am a big fan and particularly of that song


Definitely an "under the radar" guy, John is. I had the rare opportunity to hear him and Bonnie Raitt sing Angel from Montgomery together here in DC some years back. I still get misty remembering it. Damn fine song too, that one.

PH
Oh well, if we're talking John Prine

No, We're not the jet set
We're the old Chevro-let set
Our steak and martinis
Is draft beer with weenies
Our Bach and Tchaikovsky
Is Haggard and Husky
No, we're not the jet set
We're the old Chevro-let set
But ain't we got love

or

He ain't got laid in a month of sundays
I caught him once and he was sniffin' my undies
He ain't too sharp but he gets things done
Drinks his beer like it's oxygen
He's my baby
And I'm his honey
Never gonna let him go
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Originally posted by steve8:
He ain't got laid in a month of sundays
I caught him once and he was sniffin' my undies
He ain't too sharp but he gets things done
Drinks his beer like it's oxygen
He's my baby
And I'm his honey
Never gonna let him go



The song I quoted has a very similar vocal interplay to this song.

From Prine, you cannot omit this one:


Up in the morning
Work like a dog
Is better than sitting
Like a bump on a log
Mind all your manners
Be quiet as a mouse
Some day you'll own a home
That's as big as a house

I know a fella
He eats like a horse
Knocks his old balls
Round the old golf course
You oughta see his wife
She's a cute little dish
She smokes like a chimney
And drinks like a fish

There's a big old goofy man
Dancing with a big old goofy girl
Ooh baby
It's a big old goofy world

Now Elvis had a woman
With a head like a rock
I wished I had a woman
That made my knees knock
She'd sing like an angel
And eat like a bird
And if I wrote a song
She'd know ever single word

Kiss a little baby
Give the world a smile
If you take an inch
Give 'em back a mile
Cause if you lie like a rug
And you don't give a damn
You're never gonna be
As happy as a clam

So I'm sitting in a hotel
Trying to write a song
My head is just as empty
As the day is long
Why it's clear as a bell
I should have gone to school
I'd be wise as an owl
Stead of stubborn as a mule.
John Prine on Illegal Smile -
"I have to confess, the song was not about smokin' dope. It was more about how, ever since I was a child, I've had this view of the world where I would find myself smiling at stuff nobody else was smiling at. But it was such a good anthem for dope smokers that I didn't want to stop every time I played it and make a disclaimer."
Prine is an American Original. I've seem him 7-8 times over his career; last was last year in Reno. He is still true to his roots. Never sold out.
A rather bittersweet song, but the opening lyrics evoke such a clear picture and emotion for me.

It was Christmas Eve babe
In the drunk tank
An old man said to me, won't see another one
And then he sang a song
The Rare Old Mountain Dew
I turned my face away
And dreamed about you
(Bump for a great thread)

I've these dreams of
Walking home
Home where it used to be
And everything is
As it was
Frozen in front of me

Here I stand
6 feet small
romanticizing years ago
but it's a bitter sweet feeling hearing
"Wrapped Around Your Finger" on the radio

and these days
I wish I was 6 again
Oh make me a red cape
I wanna be Superman

Oh, if only my life was more like 1983
all these things would be more like they
were at the start of me
had it made in 83

thinking bout my brother Ben
I miss him every day
He looks just like his brother John
But on an 18 month delay

Here I stand
6 feet small
and smiling cause I'm scared as hell
kind of like my life is like a sequel to a movie
where the actor's names have changed
oh well

well these days
I wish I was 6 again
Oh make me a red cape
I wanna be Superman

Oh, if only my life was more like 1983
all these things would be more like they
were at the start of me
If my life was more like 1983
plot a course to the source of the
purest little part of me

and most my memories
have escaped me
or confused themselves within dreams
if heaven's all we want it to be
send your prayers to me
care of 1983

you can paint that house a rainbow of colors
rip out the floorboards
replace the shutters but
that's my plastic in the dirt

whatever happened to my
whatever happened to my
whatever happened to my lunchbox
when came the day that it got
thrown away and don't you think I should have had some say
in that decision

If only my life...
Great timing. Just listening to some Chris Smither (a font of great lyrics) and am replaying Crocodlie Man (written by Dave Carter, RIP....) I love Chris' version best....


Mama she raised me on riddles and trances
Fatback, channel-cat, lily white lies
Rocked my cradle in a jimmy-crack fancy
Never met papa and I never asked why

And people say papa wasn't no account anyway
People say papa was a rollin' stone
I turned twenty on the Waccamaw throughway
Hitchin' upriver in the dark alone

{Refrain}
Sleepin' with a stranger in a no name town
Thanksgivin' dinner at the Top Hat Lounge
Christmas Eve at the Fantasy Tan
Lord have mercy on the crocodile man
Lord have mercy on the crocodile man

Well I hooked up with a carny, little out of Memphis
Slavin' in a side show, pennies in a jar
Beetle-eyed jokers and hick town princes
Rhinestone rubies and rubber cigars

Wrassled me a gator up in Omaha City
Did me another down in New Orleans
Tangled with the barker, ran off with the kitty
Crawled the Mississippi and I got away clean

{Refrain}

Underneath the levee in a cattail thicket
Hidden in the shadow of a shady grove
There's a thatched roof risin' from a poke fence picket
White smoke billows from a kettle black stove

Inside the house is the hall of mirrors
Inside the mirror is the temple of sin
Inside the temple is the face of mama
And mama she knows just where I been
Yeah, mama know exactly where her bad boy been –


Terrible video, but a very good rendition.....

PH
Life by the Drop - SRV:

Hello there, my old friend
Not so long ago it was til the end
We played outside in the pouring rain
On our way up the road we started over again

You're living our dream oh you on top
my mind is aching,' Lord it won't stop
That's how it happens living life by the drop

Up and down the road in our worn down shoes
Talking about good things and singing the blues
you went your way and I stayed behind
We both knew it was just a matter of time

You're living our dream oh you on top
my mind is aching,' Lord it won't stop
That's how it happens living life by the drop

No wasted time, we're alive today
Churning up the past, there's no easier way
Time's been between us, a means to an end
God it's good to be here walking together my friend

We're living our dreams
my mind's stopped aching,'
That's how it happened living life by the drop
That's how it happened living life by the drop
That's how it happened living life by the drop
With the recent publication of Rick Springfield's first novel, perhaps it's appropriate to share my favorite Springfield lyric:

"You know I feel so dirty when they start talkin' cute
I wanna tell her that I love her, but the point is prob'ly moot"
Every artist is a cannibal, every poet is a thief
All kill their inspiration and sing about the grief

U2- Fly

My father is a rich man
He wears a rich man's cloak
Gave me the keys to his kingdom coming
Gave me a cup of gold

He said I have many mansions
And there are many rooms to see
But I left by the back door
And I threw away the key

U2 - The First Time
quote:
Originally posted by Vinyrd Skynyrd:
With the recent publication of Rick Springfield's first novel, perhaps it's appropriate to share my favorite Springfield lyric:

"You know I feel so dirty when they start talkin' cute
I wanna tell her that I love her, but the point is prob'ly moot"


I always thought he was singing "I wish that I was Jessie's girl". Puts a whole other spin on it.
Oh, hello, give me missing persons.
They said, what is it that you need?
I said, oh I need her so...
They said, you've got to stop your pleading.

And no matter what I do,
Even pray to heaven above,
All you'll ever get from her is
Long distance love.

I read the papers,
I got the blues,
I was so sad to hear the news.
Help wanted, but not enough.
You know these times are gettin' rough.

Cause no matter what I do,
I even pray to heaven above,
All I ever get from her is long distance love.

You know her toes were so pretty,
And her lies so sweet.
I wonder does she know,
Does she know she hurt me so?

And no matter what I do,
I even pray to heaven above,
All I seem to get from her is
Long distance love.
Long distance love.

Little Feat - Long Distance Love
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Originally posted by patespo1:
quote:
Originally posted by snipes:
A couple ditties from Pearl Jam

These speak to me on how I live my life

I know I was born and I know that I'll die
The in between is mine


and

I'll do what I want but do it responsibly

A larger snippet in context


"I Am Mine"

The selfish, they're all standing in line
Faithing and hoping to buy themselves time
Me, I figure as each breath goes by
I only own my mind

The North is to South what the clock is to time
There's east and there's west and there's everywhere life
I know I was born and I know that I'll die
The in between is mine

I am mine

"Do the Evolution"

Admire me, admire my home
Admire my son, he's my clone
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
This land is mine, this land is free
I'll do what I want, but do it responsibly
It's evolution, baby


For me, the best PJ line is ..

'I know some day you'll have a beautiful life, I know you'll be a star,
In somebody else's sky but why, why, why can't it be mine...'


+1...my favorite PJ line as well. I feel like their new song, "Sirens," is a sequel to "Black."
Some lines that have always stood out to me, from IMO the greatest songwriter of all time:

"In the clearing stands a boxer,
And a fighter by his trade
And he carries the reminders
Of ev'ry glove that laid him down
And cut him till he cried out
In his anger and his shame,
"I am leaving, I am leaving."
But the fighter still remains"

The Boxer, Paul Simon

"My mind's distracted and diffused
My thoughts are many miles away
They lie with you when you're asleep
And kiss you when you start your day."

"And so you see I have come to doubt
All that I once held as true
I stand alone without beliefs
The only truth I know is you."

Kathy's Song, Paul Simon
This one really sticks with me... Great Lyrics and inner meaning.

"Awake My Soul"

How fickle my heart and how woozy my eyes
I struggle to find any truth in your lies
And now my heart stumbles on things I don't know
My weakness I feel I must finally show

Lend me your hand and we'll conquer them all
But lend me your heart and I'll just let you fall
Lend me your eyes I can change what you see
But your soul you must keep, totally free
Har har, har har, har har, har har

Awake my soul
Awake my soul

How fickle my heart and how woozy my eyes
I struggle to find any truth in your lies
And now my heart stumbles on things I don't know
My weakness I feel I must finally show
Har har, har har, har har, har har

In these bodies we will live, in these bodies we will die
And where you invest your love, you invest your life
In these bodies we will live, in these bodies we will die
And where you invest your love, you invest your life

Awake my soul
Awake my soul
Awake my soul
For you were made to meet your maker

Awake my soul
Awake my soul
Awake my soul
For you were made to meet your maker
You were made to meet your maker
quote:
Originally posted by PurpleHaze:
quote:
Originally posted by sunnylea57:

Little Feat - Long Distance Love


Love this song. And Lowell George's singing on it is just perfectly plaintive.

And she had pretty toes too.... Banana Very few things more off-putting than a hot chick with ugly feet. Ack

PH


My favourite line! "Her toes they were so pretty, and her lies so sweet."

The lyrics on the liner notes show this as "her life so sweet", but it's wrong. I have a number of live bootlegs and Lowell clearly sings "lies". It makes more sense in context of the next line, and it's more poetic and poignant.
quote:
Originally posted by sunnylea57:
My favourite line! "Her toes they were so pretty, and her lies so sweet."

The lyrics on the liner notes show this as "her life so sweet", but it's wrong. I have a number of live bootlegs and Lowell clearly sings "lies". It makes more sense in context of the next line, and it's more poetic and poignant.


Definitely "lies". I have the great fortune to have seen this band a few dozen times before Lowell died (unfortunately, right near here in Arlington, VA.) I ushered all 3 dates at the Lisner in the summer of '77 that were used in part to put together "Waiting for Columbus." I didn't do too much ushing....... Banana

Glad to see another Feat aficionado here. One of, if not the best live bands I've ever seen. No need for pyrotechnics and laser beams. When they were grooving, if you weren't moving you didn't have a pulse.

PH

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