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Going through a Cohen thing at the moment.

How many times did you call me
And I knew it was late
I left everybody
But I never went straight
I don't claim to be guilty
But I do understand
There's a Law, there's an
Arm, there's a Hand
There's a Law, there's an
Arm, there's a Hand

Now my heart's like a blister
From doing what I do
If the moon has a sister
It's got to be you
I'm going to miss you forever
Tho' it's not what I planned
There's a Law, there's an
Arm, there's a Hand
There's a Law, there's an
Arm, there's a Hand

Now the deal has been dirty
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Since dirty began
I'm not asking for mercy
Not from the man
You just don't ask for mercy
While you're still on the stand
There's a Law, there's an
Arm, there's a Hand
There's a Law, there's an
Arm, there's a Hand

I don't claim to be guilty
Guilty's too grand
There's a Law, there's an
Arm, there's a Hand
There's a Law, there's an
Arm, there's a Hand

That's all I can say, baby
That's all I can say
It wasn't for nothing
That they put me away
I fell with my angel
Down the chain of command
There's a Law, there's an
Arm, there's a Hand
There's a Law, there's an
Arm, there's a Hand
There's a Law, there's an
Arm, there's a Hand
 
Following around to see a life that's never in
always calling itself on it's own phone
though it's never quite at home in the world today
see it to arranging the day
prepared in it's own special way
with added loving care
though it's not been there since yesterday.

:)
 
They sentenced me to twenty years of boredom
For trying to change the system from within
I'm coming now, I'm coming to reward them
First we take Manhattan, then we take Berlin


My favourite Cohen song. Loaded with irony.
 
There's a young boy in the queue
There's not much else here for him to do
He's had a drink, he's had a few
Down the pub on Hope Street

Dear old lady, you're looking thin
Got a shopping bag with your life in
Your old man's going through the bins
And so it goes on hope street

Rain on me come pouring down
Clean the dirt off this old town
Tell the sun to come around
And show his face on Hope Street

There's a fight right down the street
The betting shop has got him beat
He blew his money for the week
On a horse called Hope Street

No old faces out today
Someone took them all away
Cleaning up or so they say
The dirty face of Hope Street

Rain on me come pouring down
Clean the dirt of this old town
Tell the sun to come around
And show his face on hope street

Rain on me come pouring down
Clean the dirt of this old town
Tell the sun to come around
And show his face on hope street

Everyday I look at you
Dressed up in your ties of blue
Saying there's not much that you can do
To help the kids on Hope Street

You don't seem to even care
That it was you that put them there
You seem to think they like it there
Hanging out on Hope Street

Rain on me come pouring down
Clean the dirt off this old town
Tell the sun to come around
And show his face on hope street


:oops:
 
That always reminds me of this:


I met my love by the gas works wall
Dreamed a dream by the old canal
Kissed a girl by the factory wall
Dirty old town
Dirty old town


One of my favourites ever. May play now before I sleep :)
 
Ibrahim, Ibrahim, Ibrahim,
Allah, Allah, Allah, Allah will pray for you.
Hey!

Mustapha, Mustapha, Mustapha Ibrahim.
Mustapha, Mustapha, Mustapha Ibrahim.

Mustapha Ibrahim, Mustapha Ibrahim
Allah, Allah, Allah will pray for you.
Mustapha Ibrahim, al havra kris vanin
Allah, Allah, Allah will pray for you.
Mustapha, hey! Mustapha
Mustapha Ibrahim, Mustapha Ibrahim, hey!

Allah-i, Allah-i, Allah-i,
Ibra-Ibra-Ibrahim, yeah!
Ibrahim, Ibrahim, Ibrahim,
Allah Allah Allah-i hey!

Mustapha Mustapha - Allah-i na stolei
Mustapha Mustapha - Achtar es na sholei
Mustapha Mustapha - Mohammad dei ya low eshelei
Mustapha Mustapha - ai ai ai ai ahelei
Mustapha,
Mustapha,
Ist avil ahiln avil ahiln adhim Mustapha,
Salaam Aleikum!

Mustapha Ibrahim, Mustapha Ibrahim
Allah, Allah, Allah will pray for you.
Mustapha Ibrahim, achbar ish navin
Allah, Allah, Allah will pray for you.
Mustapha, Mustapha
Mustapha Ibrahim, Mustapha Ibrahim, hey!

Allah-i, Allah-i, Allah-i,
Ibra-Ibra-Ibrahim, yeah!
Ibrahim, Ibrahim, Ibrahim,
Allah Allah Allah-i hey!

Mustapha Mustapha
Mustapha Mustapha
Mustapha Mustapha
Mustapha Mustapha
Mustapha,
Mustapha,
Vontap ist ahiln avil ahiln adhim Mustapha,
Aleikum Salaam hey!
 
I make it half past six you come at seven
Always try to keep me hanging round
You little spoilt thing girl you kept me waiting
Never contemplating my point of view
This comes as no surprise
I'm a fool for I believed your lies
But now I've seen through your disguise
Who needs well I don't need who needs you?

Oh I believed you
Went on my knees to you
How I trusted you
But you turned me down
But it's dog eat dog in this rat race
And it leaves you bleeding lying flat on your face
Reaching out reaching out for a helping hand
Where is that helping hand?

I like it I like it
Well I don't need you

How I was pushed around
Don't let it get you down
You walked all over me
But don't you ever give in
Taking one step forward slipping two steps back
There's an empty feeling that you can't forget
Reaching out for a helping hand

When I met you you were always charming
Couldn't sleep at night 'till you were mine
You were oh so so sophisticated
Never interested in what I'd say
I had to swallow my pride
So naive you took me for a ride
But now I'm the one to decide
Who needs well I don't need who needs you?
 
Well did you hear, there's a natural order?
Those most deserving will end up with the most?
That the cream cannot help but always rise up to the top,

Well I say,... “Shit floats�.

If you thought things had changed,
Friend, you'd better think again,
Bluntly put, in the fewest of words:

Cunts are still running the world,
Cunts are still running the world.

Now the Working classes are obsolete,
They are surplus to society's needs,
So let 'em all kill each other,
And get it maid overseas.
That's the word don't you know,
From the guys that's running the show,
Lets be perfectly clear boys and girls,

Cunts are still running the world,
Cunts are still running the world.

Oh feed your children on crayfish and lobster tails,
Find a school near the top of the league,
In theory I respect your right to exist,
I will kill you if you move in next to me,

Ah, it stinks, it sucks, it's anthropologically unjust,
Oh but the takings are up by a third,
Cunts are still running the world,
Cunts are still running the world.
(Cunts are still running the world)
(Cunts are still running the world)

The free market is perfectly natural,
Do you think that I'm some kind of dummy?
It's the ideal way to order the world;
“Fuck the morals, does it make any money?�

And if you don't like it? Then leave.
Or use your right to protest on the street,
Yeah, use your right but don't imagine that it's heard,


Not whilst cunts are still running the world,
Cunts are still running the world,
Cunts are still running the world,
Cunts are still running the world,
Cunts are still running the world,
Cunts are still running the world,

Cunts are still running... the world.
 
cheers to teeps :cool:

Oooh oooh take it take it all away
Oooh ooh take my breath away
Oooh ooh yoooo take my breath away

Look into my eyes and youll see Im the only one
Youve captured my love stolen my heart
Changed my life
Every time you make a move you destroy my mind
And the way you touch
I lose control and shiver deep inside
You take my breath away

You can reduce me to tears with a single sigh
Evry breath that you take
Any sound that you make is a whisper in my ear
I could give up all my life for just one kiss
I would surely die if you dismiss me from your love
You take my breath away

So please dont go
Dont leave me here all by myself
I get ever so lonely from time to time
I will find you anywhere you go
Ill be right behind you
Right until the ends of the earth
Ill get no sleep until I find you
To tell you that you just take my breath away

I will find you anywhere you go
Right until the ends of the earth
Ill get no sleep until I find you
To tell you when Ive found you
I love you

Take my breath take my breath ... away
 
In the land where horses born with eagle wings
And honey bees have lost their stings
There's singing forever to you
Lions den with fallow deer
And rivers made from wines so clear
Flow on and on forever
Dragons fly like sparrows thru' the air
And baby lambs where Samson dares
To go on on on on on on

My fairy king can see things
He rules the air and turns the tides
That are not there for you and me
Ooh yeah he guides the winds
My fairy king can do right and nothing wrong

Then came man to savage in the night
To run like thieves and to kill like knives
To take away the power from the magic hand
To bring about the rout to the promised land

They turn the milk into sour
Like the blue on the blood of my veins
Why can't you see it
Fire burnin' in hell with the cry of a streaming pain
Son of heaven set me free and let me go
Sea turns dry no salt from sand
Seasons find no helping hand
Teeth don't shine like pearls for poor man's eye, no more.

Somewhere someone has drained the colour from my wings
Broken my fairy circle ring
And shamed the king in all his pride
Changed the winds and wronged the tides
Mother mercury
Look what they've done to me
I cannot run I cannot hide
 
'Twas in the of thirty-nine, when the sky was full of lead
When Hitler was heading for Poland and Paddy for Holyhead
Come all you pincher laddies and you lost distance men
Don't ever work for McAlpine, for Wimpy, nor John Lang

For you'll stand behind the mixer, till your skin has turned to tan
And they'll good of you Paddy, with your boat fair in your hand
Oh, the crack was good in Cricklewood and the wouldn't leave the Crown
With glasses flyin' and Biddy's cryin', sure Paddy was goin' to town

Oh mother dear I'm over here, I'll never coming back
What keeps me here is rake of beer the ladies and the crack
I come from the County Kerry, the lands of eggs and bacon
And if you think I'll eat your fish and chips, Bejasus, you're mistaken

As down the glen came McAlpine's men with their shovels slung behind them
It was in the pub that they drank their sub or down in the spike you will find him
We sweated blood and we washed down mud with pints and quarts of beer
But now we're on the road again with McAlpine's Fusiliers

I stripped to the skin with the Darky Finn down upon the Isle of Grain,
With Horseface Toole I learned the rule, no money if you stop for rain.
For McAlpine's god is a well filled hod with your shoulders cut to bits and seared
And woe to he who looks for tea with McAlpine's Fusiliers

I remember the day that the Bear O'Shea fell into a concrete stair,
What Horseface said, when he saw him dead, well it wasn't what the rich call prayers.
I'm a navvy short, was his one retort that reached unto my ears,
When the going is rough, well you must be tough with McAlpine's Fusiliers

I've worked till the sweat near had me beat with Russian, Czech and Pole,
At shuttering jams up in the hydra dams or underneath the Thames in a hole,
I grafted hard and I got me cards and many a ganger's fist across me ears,
If you pride your life, don't join, by Christ, with McAlpine's Fusiliers
 
It's so easy but I can't do it
So risky but I gotta chance it
It's so funny there's nothing to laugh about
My money that's all you want to talk about
I can see what you want me to be
But I'm no fool

It's in the lap of the gods
Wo wo la la la
I can see what you want me to be
But I'm no fool

No beginning there's no ending
There's no meaning in my pretending
Believe me life goes on and on and on
Forgive me when I ask you where do I belong
You say I (you can do it) can't (you can do it
You can go and) set you free from me
But that's not true

It's in the lap of the gods
Wo wo la la la
I can see what you want me to be
But I'm no fool
It's in the lap of the gods
Wo wo la la la wo
Wo wo la la wo wo wooh
But that's not true
It's in the lap of the gods
Wo wo la la la wo
Wo wo la la wo wo wooh
But I'm no fool
It's in the lap of the gods
Wo wo la la la wo
Wo wo la la wo wo wooh
It's in the lap of the gods
Wo wo la la la wo
Wo wo la la wo wo wooh
But I'm no fool
It's in the lap of the gods
Wo wo la la la wo
Wo wo la la wo wo wooh
 
When the wagons leave the city
for the forest, and further on
Painted wagons of the morning
dusty roads where they have gone
Sometimes travelling through the darkness
met the summer coming home
Fallen faces by the wayside
Looked as if they might have known
O the sun was in their eyes
and the desert that dries
In the country towns
where the laughter sounds

O the dancing and the singing
O the music when they played
O the fires that they started
O the girls with no regret
Sometimes they found it
Sometimes they kept it
Often lost it on the way
Fought each other to possess it
Sometimes died in sight of day
 
Hey we need to stay together girl
Think about it
There was something about me and you girl
Look here

When God created human beings
I bet he didn't think of bombs and things
I bet he wonders why
Just like I never imagined it would be anything between you and me
I know 'cause I cry
I cry

You were my sunrays
Without you girl there was no days
Never dreamt I'd speak the phrase
Now what the fuck just happened
You were the heart I owned
The beat just like a metronome
Can't breathe my heart is gone
Now what the fuck just happened
What just happened girl

I was always the one behind
You would run up and keep me in line
Looked up to you damn this hurts (Ohh)
All these years of discipline (Cmon)
Just to end up here at the end
Can you tell me what I've learned
What I've learned?...(Ohh)

We need to stay together girl (Ohh)
Hey
We need to stay together girl
Think about it

You were my sunrays (Ohh)
Without you girl there was no days
Never dreamt I speak the phrase
Now what the fuck just happened?
You were the heart I owned
That beat just like a metronome
Can't breathe my heart is gone
Now what the fuck just happened?


[2x]
You were my friend (Ohh)
My friend 'til the end
You were my friend (Hey)
Now what the fuck just happened

Hey (Ohh)
We need to stay together girl (Ohh)...(Ohh)
Hey girl
We need to stay together girl
Think about it baby

Look here baby
You were my sunrays
Without you girl there was no days
Never dreamt I speak the phrase
What the fuck just happened
You were the heart I owned
That beat just like a metronome
Can't breathe my heart is gone
What you bitch...
Hey
We gotta stay together girl!!!
Think about it, it might just work (Uh)
We gotta stay together girl!!!
I really need you back
Can you find it in yo heart
Cause we...
We gotta stay together girl
I mean it
Hey....(uh)
We gotta stay together girl!!!
Yea (Ohh)
Hey baby (Aww) (Aww)
It just might work (Ooooo) (Aww)
Think about it
Hey baby you just might wanna think about it
It might just work for you and me... after all
See cause.. you dont want...me to go crazy girl... and chase ya.. Bitch
 
Six rain ridden summers and he still had an eye for me
He kissed me each evening and told me he’d die for me
And then he ran off the road, full of whisky and irony
He always meant what he said

So I took to whisky so I could recall
The taste of his mouth on my mouth, that’s all
I tried the same trick with a truck but it stalled
The engine was better off dead

CHORUS
Oh the nights are long
But life is longer still
Oh the nights are long
But the sun’s coming over the hill

The taste never left me and I don’t think it will
And it caused me to supplement whisky with pills
But there was something inside that I couldn’t kill
Believe me, I really did try

And there’s some say you get what you deserve but they’re wrong
Sometimes you get what you’re given and then it’s all gone
And you are lucky if you are sufficiently strong
To daily decide not to die

CHORUS

I can’t say there’s many things I wouldn’t change
There are better days gone than those that remain
But I can find joy in the sound of the rain
You have to find joy where you can

CHORUS

(Karine Polwart)
 
Same old place
Same old city
What can I do?
I'm falling in love

I'm just an old hound dog
Roaming around, oh Lord
I've got all this and Heaven above

Oh, Atlanta
I hear you calling
I'm coming back to you one fine day
No need to worry
There ain't no hurry cause I'm
On my way back to Georgia
On my way back to Georgia

I get a feeling in me
When I remember all those crazy days and crazier nights
Can't you hear the music playing?
You must have heard them saying
We're gonna rip 'em up and light up the night

Oh, Atlanta
I hear you calling
I'm coming back to you one fine day
No need to worry
There ain't no hurry cause I'm
On my way back to Georgia
On my way back to Georgia

Same old place
It's the same old city
What can I do?
I'm falling in love

I'm just an old hound dog
Roaming around, Lord, Lord
I've got all this and Heaven above

Oh, Atlanta
I hear you calling
I'm coming back to you one fine day
No need to worry
There ain't no hurry cause I'm
On my way back to Georgia
On my way back to Georgia

Oh, Atlanta
Hear me calling
I'm coming back to you one fine day, hey
No need to worry
There ain't no hurry cause I'm
On my way back to Georgia
On my way back to Georgia
 
Spring is here, a-suh-puh-ring is here.
Life is skittles and life is beer.
I think the loveliest time of the year is the spring.
I do, don't you? 'Course you do.
But there's one thing that makes spring complete for me,
And makes ev'ry Sunday a treat for me.

All the world seems in tune
On a spring afternoon,
When we're poisoning pigeons in the park.
Ev'ry Sunday you'll see
My sweetheart and me,
As we poison the pigeons in the park.

When they see us coming, the birdies all try an' hide,
But they still go for peanuts when coated with cyanide.
The sun's shining bright,
Ev'rything seems all right,
When we're poisoning pigeons in the park.

Lalaalaalalaladoodiedieedoodoodoo

We've gained notoriety,
And caused much anxiety
In the Audubon Society
With our games.
They call it impiety,
And lack of propriety,
And quite a variety
Of unpleasant names.
But it's not against any religion
To want to dispose of a pigeon.

So if Sunday you're free,
Why don't you come with me,
And we'll poison the pigeons in the park.
And maybe we'll do
In a squirrel or two,
While we're poisoning pigeons in the park.

We'll murder them all amid laughter and merriment.
Except for the few we take home to experiment.
My pulse will be quickenin'
With each drop of strychnine
We feed to a pigeon--
It just takes a smidgin!
To poison a pigeon in the park.
 
The birds they sang
at the break of day
Start again
I heard them say
Don't dwell on what
has passed away
or what is yet to be.
Ah the wars they will
be fought again
The holy dove
She will be caught again
bought and sold
and bought again
the dove is never free.

Ring the bells that still can ring
Forget your perfect offering
There is a crack in everything
That's how the light gets in.

We asked for signs
the signs were sent:
the birth betrayed
the marriage spent
Yeah the widowhood
of every government --
signs for all to see.

I can't run no more
with that lawless crowd
while the killers in high places
say their prayers out loud.
But they've summoned, they've summoned up
a thundercloud
and they're going to hear from me.

Ring the bells that still can ring ...

You can add up the parts
but you won't have the sum
You can strike up the march,
there is no drum
Every heart, every heart
to love will come
but like a refugee.

Ring the bells that still can ring
Forget your perfect offering
There is a crack, a crack in everything
That's how the light gets in.

Ring the bells that still can ring
Forget your perfect offering
There is a crack, a crack in everything
That's how the light gets in.
That's how the light gets in.
That's how the light gets in.
 
You've got a nerve to be asking a favor
You've got a nerve to be calling my number
I know we've been through this before
Can't you hear me, I'm calling out your name?
Can't you see me, I'm pounding on your door?
You've got a nerve to be asking a favor
You've got a nerve to be calling my number
Can't you hear me, I'm bleeding on the wall?
Can't you see me, I'm pounding on your door?
Can't you hear me when I'm calling out your name?
When I used to go out, I would know everyone that I saw
Now I go out alone if I go out at all
When I used to go out I'd know everyone I saw
Now I go out alone if I go out at all
When I used to go out I'd know everyone I saw
Now I go out alone if I go out at all
You've got a nerve to be asking a favor
You've got a nerve to be calling my number
I'm sure we've been through this before
Can't you hear me, I'm beating on your wall?
Cant you see me, I'm pounding on your door?

 
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 shall be sailors then
Untill the sea shall free them

But he himself was broken
Almost human
He sank beneath your wisdom
Like a stone
 
Your name froze on the winter air
An empty bench in Soho Square
Forgotten now I turn away
Just save me for a rainy day
But don't be sorry, I don't want to hear it baby

My feet froze in the winter chill
I knew I'd probably get ill
But I was praying we could fill an empty bench and still
You're so sorry but I don't want your pity baby

It's all yours now please don't tease
The pigeons shiver in the naked trees
And I'll do anything but please don't hurt me
Just kiss me quick 'cos it's my birthday
And I feel so small I don't know why but no I'm not too old to cry

An empty bench in Soho Square.
If you'd have come you'd have found me there
But you never did 'cos you don't care and I'm so sorry baby
I don't mind loneliness too much but when I met you I was touched
And that was good enough for me but do we always have to be sorry
Why can't we just be happy baby?

One day you'll be waiting there, no empty bench in Soho Square
And we'll dance around like we don't care
And I'll be much too old to cry
And you'll kiss me quick in case I die before my birthday

One day you'll be waiting there, no empty bench in Soho Square
No I don't know the reason why I'll love you till the day I die
But one day you'll be waiting there
Come summertime in Soho Square
And I'll be painting stars up in the sky
Before I get too old to cry before my birthday
I hope I see those pigeons fly before my birthday
In Soho Square on my birthday
 
They smiled so much and waved their flags
As she saluted to the military band
Most of the people failed to see
She had a broken bottle in the other hand

And she took them by surprise
When she took them by the throat
And said my friend you're not allowed to vote
But they shook it all off
With a nervous laugh and cough
Next time, she said Ill let those people choke

The people who grinned themselves to death
Smiled so much they failed to take a breath
And even when their kids were starving
They all thought the queen was charming

She polished all upon the wall
And ran her hands right through her hair
So if the lady took the time to call
All the houses on the street would not compare

And she thought it really funny
That she hadn't any money
But those she looked up to, they had
But they shook it all off
With a nervous laugh and cough
And when they took her riches it was sad

The people who grinned themselves to death
Smiled so much they failed to take a breath
And even when their kids were starving
They all thought the queen was charming
 
Oh, For The Days When 'Spam' Was Just A Monty Python Sketch
Thanks to the internet
my wife is a very happy woman.
My penis is now forty-seven feet long
it stays erect for weeks at a time
and it is garlanded by hundreds of genuine Rolex watches
acquired with the millions I have won
in various Albanian lotteries
and the billions generously deposited in my accounts
by the grateful executors of the wills
of innumerable African tribal chiefs
all mysteriously deceased
along with their entire extended families
in improbably gruesome lawnmower accidents in Liechtenstein.
My account with Lloyds has been suspended.
(I don't have one.)
My wife's breasts
enlarge and reduce, spontaneously,
as we use our 95% discounted software
to gaze at the pictures of our free timeshare apartments
enjoying continuous multiple orgasms
whilst admiring our genuine Chinese historical artefacts
purchased online from Hong Kong.
Our garden is full of imported rubber.
Not rubber sex toys
or even rubber boots
just: rubber.
I have more free Coldplay MP3s
than you could wave a suicide note at.
I also have Kate Moss Suction Power.
I don't know what that is,
but I am hoping it may be useful
next time the toilet needs unblocking.
I now know the Cyrillic alphabet
and the Polish for "are you embarrased about your size?"
Every morning, a new surrealist word juxtaposition appears in my inbox
as the spammers seek to avoid the filter.
It turk may bake!
Crabmeat be Paris!
Out evoke in robins!
Decomposing lark's vomit engulf Crystal Palace!
(ok, I mad the last one up.)
And, to prove that truth is indeed stranger than fiction
in our brave new world,
my website is recommended
as one of the top fifty stockbroking sites
on many search engines.

Now that really is Pythonesque.
 
All I know is that you're so nice,
You're the nicest thing I've seen.
I wish that we could give it a go,
See if we could be something.

I wish I was your favourite girl,
I wish you thought I was the reason you are in the world.
I wish I was your favourite smile,
I wish the way that I dressed was your favourite kind of style.

I wish you couldn't figure me out,
But you always wanna know what I was about.
I wish you'd hold my hand when I was upset,
I wish you'd never forget the look on my face when we first met.

I wish you had a favourite beauty spot that you loved secretly,
'Cos it was on a hidden bit that nobody else could see.
Basically, I wish that you loved me,
I wish that you needed me,
I wish that you knew when I said two sugars, actually I meant three.

I wish that without me your heart would break,
I wish that without me you'd be spending the rest of your nights awake.
I wish that without me you couldn't eat,
I wish I was the last thing on your mind before you went to sleep.

All i know is that you're the nicest thing I've ever seen;
I wish that we could see if we could be something
 
The Cool Ruler :cool:



Gregory Isaacs - Hush Darling

We gonna lay it on
bright and early cause the heat is on
and I know that you are ready
let us lay it on
now that we are moving in the groove
And mi seh Hush darling
even if it hurts to cry

Hush darling
cause I'm a gonna tell you why
cause after a storm
there must be a calm
and I will keep you warm
Darling, ummmmm, darling...

We gonna lay it on
bright and early cause the heat is on
and I know that you are ready
let us lay it on
now that we are groovin' in the groove

Hush darling
even if it hurts to cry
Hush darling
cause I'm a gonna tell you why
cause after a storm
there must be a calm
and I will keep you warm

Hush darling
wait a little longer
Hush darling
cause love is getting stronger

cause after a storm
there must be a calm
and I will keep you warm
 
There's a full moon over Tulsa,
I hope that it's shining on you.
The nights are getting cold,
In Cherokee County.
There's a Blue Norther passing through.
I remember green eyes and a ranchers daughter.
But remember is all that I do.
Losing you left a pretty good cowboy,
With nothing to hold on to.
Sundown came and I drove to town,
And drank a drink or two.
You're the reason God made Oklahoma,
You're the reason God made Oklahoma.
And I'm sure missing you,
I'm sure missing you.

Here the city lights out shine the moon
I was just now thinking of you.
Sometimes when the wind blows you can
See the mountains,
And all the way to Malibu.
Everyone's a star here in L.A. County,
You ought to see the things that they do
All the cowboys down on the Sunset Strip
Wish that they could be like you.
The Santa Monica Freeway,
Sometimes makes a country girl blue
You're the reason God made Oklahoma,
You're the reason God made Oklahoma.
And I'm sure missing you.

I work 10 hours on a John Deere tractor,
Just thinking of you all day.

I've got a calico cat and a 2 room flat,
On a street in West L.A.

You're the reason God made Oklahoma,
You're the reason God made Oklahoma.
And I'm sure missing you,
I'm sure missing you.


i love that song :oops:
 
lyrical bliss....

I move on like a sinner's prayer
Lettin' go like a levee breaks

Walk away as if I don’t care
Learn to shoulder my mistakes

I'm built to fade like your favorite song
Get reckless when there’s no need

Laugh as your stories ramble on
Break my heart, but it won’t bleed

My only friends are pirates
It’s just who I am
I’m better as a memory
Than as your man

Never sure when the truth won’t do
I'm pretty good on a lonely night

I move on the way the storm blows through
I never stay but then again I might

I struggle sometimes to find the words
Always sure until I doubt
Walk a line until it blurs

Build walls too high to climb out
But I'm honest to a fault
It’s just who I am

I'm better as a memory
Than as you man

I see you leaning
You’re bound to fall
I don’t want to be that mistake

I’m just a dreamer
Nothing more
You should know it before it gets too late

'Cause goodbyes are like a roulette wheel
You never know where they're gonna land

First you’re spinning then your standin' still
Left holdin' A losing hand

One day your gonna find someone
Right away you'll know it’s true

That all of your seekin's done
It’s just a part of the passing through

Right there in that moment
You'll finally understand
That I was better as a memory than as your man.
 
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