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In reply to an earlier post on Aug 13, 2011 8:18:59 PM PDT
Texas Woman says:
I love you MAMA you sweet
I love you Mama you sweet
I love you Mama you sweet
I love you Mama you sweet
I love you Mama you sweet

With an ocean in my spirit
And cracks on my lips
And scars in my heart
And this burden on my hips

Ocean becomes heavy and tries
To push its way out
Through these ancient eyes
And the memories in my mouth

Ocean becomes tears
That ebb and flow
Over the lines in my face
And the pain in my soul

And pain hits a wall
And doesn't know which way to go
And ocean says I'm crying now
And tells pain to follow

And pain courses through
Every vein, every limb
Trying to find a way out
Between the secrets in my skin

And secrets hold on
Until they finally give in
And they meet up with ocean
And tears again

And tears hand me a shovel
Saying break beneath the crust
That binds earthly skin
And buries all the trust

Somehow trust was caught
Between the cracks on my lips
And the scars in my heart
And this burden on my hips

I love you Mama you sweet...

Mama You Sweet - Lucinda Williams
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=C9O_TtLDEtA

In reply to an earlier post on Aug 13, 2011 10:34:16 PM PDT
Val H. says:
We had an apartment in the city
Me and my husband liked living there
It's been years since the kids have grown
A life of their own left us alone

John and Linda live in Omaha
Joe is somewhere on the road
We lost Davie in the Korean War
I still don't know what for
Don't matter anymore

You know that old trees just grow stronger
And old rivers grow wilder everyday
But old people they just grow lonesome
Waiting for someone to say hello in there
Hello

Me and my husband we don't talk much anymore
He sits and stares through the backdoor screen
And all the news just repeats itself
Like some forgotten dream that we've both seen

Someday I'll go and call up Judy
We worked together at the factory
Ah, but what would I say
When she asks what's new
Say "Nothing what 's with you?"
Nothing much to do

You know that old trees just grow stronger
And old rivers grow wilder everyday
But old people they just grow lonesome
Waiting for someone to say hello in there
Hello

So if you're walking down the street sometime
And you should spot some hollow ANCIENT EYE
Don't you pass them by and stare
As if you didn't care say "Hello in there!"

Hello

Hello In There - John Prine

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FJ85Hep0kD0

In reply to an earlier post on Aug 14, 2011 1:01:34 AM PDT
Texas Woman says:
There was a Camptown Man, used to plow and sing
And he loved that mule and the mule loved him
When the day got long as it does about now
I'd hear him singing to his mule cow
Calling, "Come on my sweet old girl, and I'd bet the whole damn world
That we're gonna make it yet to the end of the ROAD"

Singing hard times ain't gonna rule my mind
Hard times ain't gonna rule my mind, Bessie
Hard times ain't gonna rule my mind no more

Said it's a mean old world, heavy in need
That big machine is just a-picking up speed
They were supping on tears, they were supping on wine
We all get to heaven in our own sweet time
So come all you Asheville boys and turn up your old-time noise
And kick 'til the dust comes up from the cracks in the floor

Singing, hard times ain't gonna rule my mind, brother
Hard times ain't gonna rule my mind
Hard times ain't gonna rule my mind no more

But the Camptown Man, he doesn't plow no more
I seen him walking down to the cigarette store
Guess he lost that knack and he forgot that song
Woke up one morning and the mule was gone
So come on, you ragtime kings, and come on, you dolls, and sing
And pick up the dusty old horn and give it a blow

Playing, hard times ain't gonna rule my mind, honey
Hard times ain't gonna rule my mind, sugar
Hard times ain't gonna rule my mind no more

Hard Times - Gillian Welch
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UgMjO_hiqig

In reply to an earlier post on Aug 14, 2011 7:45:43 AM PDT
Last edited by the author on Aug 14, 2011 7:53:16 AM PDT
Omnireader says:
It's been ten long years since I left my home
In the hollow where I was born
Where the cool fall nights makes the wood smoke rise
And the fox hunter blows his horn

I feel in love with a girl from the town
I thought that she would be true
I ran away to Charlottesville
And worked in a sawmill or two.

Chorus
What have you done to the old home place
Why did they tear it down
And why did I leave the PLOW in the fields
And look for the job in the town

Well the girl ran off with somebody else
The taverns(*) took all my pay
And here I stand where the old home stood
Before they took it away

Now the geese fly south and the cold wind blows
As I stand here and hang my head
I've lost my love I've lost my home
And now I wish that I was dead

Chorus

Old Home Place by Author: Mitch Jayne, music by Dean Webb

sung by various this version sung by the Dillards
http://youtu.be/MBJ0coP2Yik

I saw the Dillards many years ago at McCabes. It was a tiny room, like a living room. Best venue ever.

Posted on Aug 14, 2011 1:15:15 PM PDT
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In reply to an earlier post on Aug 14, 2011 1:49:33 PM PDT
Texas Woman says:
Baby I know that we've got trouble in the fields
When the bankers swarm like locust out there turning away our yield
The trains roll by our silos, silver in the rain
They leave our pockets full of nothing
But our dreams and the golden grain

Have you seen the folks in line downtown at the station
They're all buying their ticket out and talking the great depression
Our parents had their hard times fifty years ago
When they stood out in these empty fields in dust as deep as SNOW

[Chorus:]
And all this trouble in our fields
If this rain can fall, these wounds can heal
They'll never take our native soil
But if we sell that new John Deere
And then we'll work these crops with sweat and tears
You'll be the MULE I'll be the plow
Come harvest time we'll work it out
There's still a lotta love, here in these troubled fields

There's a book up on the shelf about the dust bowl days
And there's a little bit of you and a little bit of me
In the photos on every page
Now our children live in the city and they rest upon our shoulders
They never want the rain to fall or the weather to get colder

[Chorus]
You'll be the mule I'll be the plow
Come harvest time we'll work it out
There's still a lotta love, here in these troubled fields

Trouble in the Fields - Nanci Griffith
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MhXFzM6y-Xc

In reply to an earlier post on Aug 14, 2011 3:32:32 PM PDT
Last edited by the author on Aug 14, 2011 3:36:45 PM PDT
Thick cloud - steam rising - hissing stone on SWEAT lodge fire
Around me - buffalo robe - sage in bundle - rub on skin
Outside - cold air - stand, wait for rising sun
Red paint - eagle feathers - coyote calling - it has begun
Something moving in - I taste it in my mouth and in my heart
It feels like dying - slow - letting go of life

Medicine man lead me up though town - Indian ground - so far down
Cut up land - each house - a pool - kids wearing water
wings - drink in cool
Follow dry river bed - watch Scout and Guides make pow-wow signs
Past Geronimo's disco - Sit 'n' Bull steakhouse - white
men dream
A rattle in the old man's sack - look at mountain top -
keep climbing up
Way above us the desert snow - white wind blow

I hold the line - the line of strength that pulls me through the fear
San Jacinto - I hold the line
San Jacinto - the poison bite and darkness take my sight -
I hold the line
And the TEARS roll down my swollen cheek - think I'm losing
it - getting weaker
I hold the line - I hold the line
San Jacinto - yellow eagle flies down from the sun -
from the sun

We will walk - on the land
We will breathe - of the air
We will drink - from the stream
We will live - hold the line

San Jacinto - Peter Gabriel

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OwPRC2xJrE0
________________________________

This song gets to me every time I hear it.

In reply to an earlier post on Aug 14, 2011 3:50:07 PM PDT
Omnireader says:
As I awoke this evening
With the smell of wood smoke clinging
Like a gentle cobweb hanging
Upon a painted tepee

Oh, I went to see my chieftain
With my warlance and my woman
For he told us that the Yellow Moon
Would very soon be leaving

"This I can't believe", I said
"I can't believe our warlord's dead
Oh, he would not leave the chosen ones
To the buzzards and the soldiers' guns"

Oh, Great Father of the Iroquois
Ever since, I was young
I've read the writing of the smoke
And breastfed on the sound of drums

I've learned to hurl the tomahawk
And ride a painted pony wild
To run the gantlet of the Sioux
To make a chieftain's daughter mine

And now you ask that I should watch
The red man's race be slowly crushed
What kind of words are these to hear
From Yellow Dog whom a white man fears?

I take only what is mine, Lord
My pony, my squaw, and my child
Oh, I can't stay here to see you die
Along with my tribe's pride

I go to search for the Yellow Moon
And the fathers of our sons
Where the red SUN sinks in the hills of gold
And the healin' waters run

Tramplin' down the prairie rose
Leavin' hoof tracks in the sand
Those who wish to follow me
I welcome with my hands

I heard from passin' renegades
Geronimo was dead
He'd been layin' down his weapons
When they filled him full of lead

Now there seems no reason
Why I should carry on
In this land that once was my land
I can't find a home

It's lonely and it's quiet
And the horse soldiers are comin'
And I think it's time I strung my bow
And ceased my senseless running

For soon I'll find the Yellow Moon
Along with my loved ones
Where the buffaloes graze in clover fields
Without the sound of guns

And the red sun sinks at last
Into the hills of gold
And peace to this young warrior
Comes with a bullet hole

Indian Sunset by Taupin/John

http://youtu.be/bVVKDB0EP-0

Great songs David, Texas, ILHJ, Valerie and Robin.

Thank you. I book marked them.

In reply to an earlier post on Aug 14, 2011 4:45:43 PM PDT
Last edited by the author on Aug 14, 2011 4:53:02 PM PDT
Texas Woman says:
Indian legislation's on the desk of a do-right Congressman
He don't know much about the issues
So he picks up the phone and calls the senator out in Indian Country
A darling of the energy companies ripping off what's left
Of the reservation

I learned a safety rule, I don't know who to thank
Don't stand between the reservation and the corporate bank
They're sending federal tanks
It isn't nice but it's reality
Bury my heart at Wounded Knee

I said deep in the earth
Won't you cover me with pretty lies
Bury my heart at Wounded Knee

We got these energy companies, they're trying to take the land
And we got churches by the dozen trying to guide our hand
And sign our Mother Earth over to pollution, war, and greed (no, no)
Bury my heart at Wounded Knee

Bury my heart at Wounded Knee
Bury my heart at Wounded Knee (I said deep in the earth)
Bury my heart at Wounded Knee (Cover me with pretty lies)
Bury my heart at Wounded Knee

We got the federal marshalls, we got the covert spies
We got the liars by the fire, got the FBI
They lie in court and get nailed but still Leonard Peltier goes off to jail
The bullets don't match the gun!

Bury my heart at Wounded Knee (an eighth of the reservation)
Bury my heart at Wounded Knee (transferred in secret)
Bury my heart at Wounded Knee (got your murder and intimidation)
Bury my heart at Wounded Knee (bury me, bury me, bury me)

My girlfriend Anna Mae talked about uranium
Her head was full of BULLETs and her body dumped
The FBI cut off her hand and told us she died of exposure (yeah right)
Bury my heart at Wounded Knee

Bury my heart at Wounded Knee
Bury my heart at Wounded Knee (I said deep in the earth)
Bury my heart at Wounded Knee (Won't you cover me with your pretty lies)
Bury my heart at Wounded Knee
Bury my heart at Wounded Knee

Talk about (hey!) a revolution

(They stole my land,
They won't steal my soul)

We had the gold rush wars, why didn't we learn to crawl?
And now our history gets written in a liar's scrawl
They tell me, "honey, don't be so uptight you can still be an Indian down at the
Y on Saturday night"
Bury my heart at Wounded Knee

Bury my heart at Wounded Knee
Bury my heart at Wounded Knee (deep in the earth)
Bury my heart at Wounded Knee (cover me with your pretty lies)
Bury my heart at Wounded Knee (bury me, bury me, bury me)

Bury my heart (an eighth of the reservation)
Bury my heart (was transferred in secret)
Bury my heart (got your murder and your intimidation)
(Bury me, bury me, bury me)
Bury my heart
Bury my heart
Bury my heart

Bury My Heart At Wounded Knee - Buffy Sainte-Marie
Indigo Girls version
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=T1IChVVcRdQ

In reply to an earlier post on Aug 15, 2011 6:29:24 AM PDT
Val H. says:
They took away the whole Cherokee nation
And put us on this RESERVATION.

They took away our way of life
Our tomahawk and huntin' knife
And the old teepee we all loved so
They're using now just for a show
They put our papoose in a crib
and took the buck skin from our rib
And they took away our native tongue
and taught their English to our young

Hiya, hiya, ho! Hiya hi, hiya ho!
Hiya, hiya, Hiya ho!

Altho' they changed our ways of old
They'll never change our heart and soul
And tho' I wear a white man's tie
I'll be a red man till I die

All the beads we made by hand
are nowadays made in Japan

The Pale Faced Indian - Marvin Rainwater (written by John D. Loudermilk in 1959 and later reworked as "Indian Reservation" - a hit for Don Fardon and also for Paul Revere & The Raiders)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aIpRJlWV0AM

In reply to an earlier post on Aug 15, 2011 9:08:33 AM PDT
Last edited by the author on Aug 15, 2011 9:35:50 AM PDT
Omnireader says:
Oh, give me a home, where the buffalo roam,
Where the deer and the antelope play,
Where seldom is heard a discouraging word,
And the skies are not cloudy all day.

Chorus
Home, home on the range,
Where the deer and the antelope play,
Where seldom is heard a discouraging word,
And the sky is not cloudy all day.

Where the air is so pure, the zephyrs so free,
The breezes so balmy and light,
That I would not exchange my home on the range
For all the cities so bright.

Oh, give me a land where the bright diamond sand
Flows leisurely down the stream;
Where the graceful white swan goes gliding along
Like a maid in a heavenly dream.

Chorus

The RED MAN was pressed from this part of the West,
He's likely no more to return
To the banks of Red River where seldom if ever
Their flickering campfires burn.

How often at night when the heavens are bright
With the light of the glittering stars,
Have I stood here amazed and asked as I gazed
If their glory exceeds that of ours.

Chorus

Oh, I love these wild flowers in this dear land of ours;
The curlew I love to hear scream;
And I love the white rocks and the antelope flocks
That graze on the mountain-tops green.

Then I would not exchange my home on the range,
Where the deer and the antelope play;
Where seldom is heard a discouraging word
And the skies are not cloudy all day.

"Home on The Range"
Dr. Brewster M. Higley originally wrote the words in a poem called "My Western Home" in the early 1870s in Smith County, Kansas.
The poem was first published in a December 1873 issue of the Smith County Pioneer under the title "Oh, Give Me a Home Where the Buffalo Roam." The music was written by a friend of Higley's named Daniel E. Kelley. Higley's original words are similar to those of the song today but not identical

Unfortunately, nobody on YouTube sings the entire song.

Best one I found was Marty Robbins version
http://youtu.be/KIPPsNfwf7g
[It was officially adopted as the state song of Kansas on June 30, 1947, and is commonly regarded as the unofficial anthem of the American West.]

In reply to an earlier post on Aug 15, 2011 9:16:34 AM PDT
Last edited by the author on Aug 15, 2011 9:20:58 AM PDT
Robin MacKay says:
One Tin Soldier (The Legend of Billy Jack)
by Dennis Lambert & Brian Potter, performed by The Original Caste (1970)
This song was performed by Jinx Dawson and Coven in the movie "Billy Jack" (1971)

Listen, children, to a story
That was written long ago,
'Bout a kingdom on a mountain
And the valley-folk below.

On the mountain was a treasure
Buried deep beneath the stone,
And the valley-people swore
They'd have it for their very own.

Go ahead and hate your neighbor,
Go ahead and cheat a friend.
Do it in the name of Heaven,
You can justify it in the end.
There won't be any trumpets blowing
Come the judgement day,
On the bloody morning after....
One tin soldier rides away.

So the people of the valley
Sent a message up the hill,
Asking for the buried treasure,
Tons of gold for which they'd kill.

Came an answer from the kingdom,
"With our brothers we will share
All the secrets of our mountain,
All the riches buried there."

Go ahead and hate your neighbor,
Go ahead and cheat a friend.
Do it in the name of Heaven,
You can justify it in the end.
There won't be any trumpets blowing
Come the judgement day,
On the bloody morning after....
One tin soldier rides away.

Now the valley cried with anger,
"Mount your horses! Draw your sword!"
And they killed the mountain-people,
So they won their just reward.

Now they stood beside the treasure,
On the mountain, dark and RED.
Turned the stone and looked beneath it...
"Peace on Earth" was all it said.

Go ahead and hate your neighbor,
Go ahead and cheat a friend.
Do it in the name of Heaven,
You can justify it in the end.
There won't be any trumpets blowing
Come the judgement day,
On the bloody morning after....
One tin soldier rides away.

Go ahead and hate your neighbor,
Go ahead and cheat a friend.
Do it in the name of Heaven,
You can justify it in the end.
There won't be any trumpets blowing
Come the judgement day,
On the bloody morning after....
One tin soldier rides away

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qswm7lHp7oY

Omni - Psyche - RED - LOL - Double post -

In reply to an earlier post on Aug 15, 2011 9:50:18 AM PDT
Omnireader says:
How can PEOPLE be so heartless
How can people be so cruel
Easy to be hard
Easy to be cold

How can people have no feelings
How can they ignore their friends
Easy to be proud
Easy to say no

And especially people
Who care about strangers
Who care about evil
And social injustice
Do you only
Care about the bleeding crowd?
How about a needing friend?
I need a friend

How can people be so heartless
You know I'm hung up on you
Easy to give in
Easy to help out

And especially people
Who care about strangers
Who say they care about social injustice
Do you only
Care about the bleeding crowd
How about a needing friend?
I need a friend

How can people have no feelings
How can they ignore their friends
Easy to be hard
Easy to be cold
Easy to be proud
Easy to say no

"Easy To Be Hard" Written by Rado and Ragni / Music by Galt MacDermot

This version by Three Dog Night
http://youtu.be/pXtNG_oFpZE

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In reply to an earlier post on Aug 15, 2011 12:40:59 PM PDT
Robin MacKay says:
Elvin Bishop - Fooled Around and Fell In Love

I must have been through about a million girls
I'd love 'em then I'd leave 'em alone
I didn't care how much they cried, no sir
Their tears left me COLD as a stone
But then I fooled around and fell in love
I fooled around and fell in love, yes I did
I fooled around and fell in love, I fooled around and fell in love
It used to be when I'd see a girl that I liked
I'd get out my book and write down her name
But when the grass got a little greener over on the other side
I'd just tear out that page
I fooled around and fell in love
I fooled around and fell in love, since I met you baby
I fooled around and fell in love, I fooled around and fell in love
Free, on my own is the way I used to be
Ah, but since I met you baby, love's got a hold on me
It's got a hold on me now, I can't let go of you baby
I fooled around and fell in love
I fooled around and fell in love, oh yes I did
I fooled around, fooled around, fooled around, fooled around,
fooled around, fooled around, fell in love
Fooled around, fooled around, fooled around, fooled around,
fooled around, fooled around, fell in love
I fooled around, fell in love
I fell in love, I fell in love, yes I did

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wBNUrYyGI7A

COLD - Double tag - Omni & Doodah - BooYah 8-)

Posted on Aug 15, 2011 1:02:04 PM PDT
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In reply to an earlier post on Aug 15, 2011 1:50:28 PM PDT
Last edited by the author on Aug 15, 2011 2:05:19 PM PDT
Omnireader says:
I pulled into Nazareth, I was feelin' about half past dead;
I just need some place where I can lay my head.
"Hey, mister, can you tell me where a man might find a bed?"
He just grinned and shook my hand, and "No!", was all he said.

(Chorus:)
Take a load off Annie, take a load for free;
Take a load off Annie, And (and) (and) you can put the load right on me.

I picked up my bag, I went lookin' for a place to hide;
When I saw Carmen and the Devil walkin' side by side.
I said, "Hey, Carmen, come on, let's go downtown."
She said, "I gotta go, but m'friend can stick around."

(Chorus)

Go down, Miss Moses, there's nothin' you can say
It's just ol' Luke, and Luke's waitin' on the Judgement Day.
"Well, Luke, my friend, what about young Anna Lee?"
He said, "Do me a favor, son, woncha stay an' keep Anna Lee company?"

(Chorus)

Crazy Chester followed me, and he caught me in the fog.
He said, "I will fix your rags, if you'll take Jack, my DOG."
I said, "Wait a minute, Chester, you know I'm a peaceful man."
He said, "That's okay, boy, won't you feed him when you can."

(Chorus)

Catch a Cannonball, now, t'take me down the line
My bag is sinkin' low and I do believe it's time.
To get back to Miss Annie, you know she's the only one.
Who sent me here with her regards for everyone.

(Chorus)

The Weight by the Band

http://youtu.be/1xmBOgFein4

In reply to an earlier post on Aug 15, 2011 2:04:44 PM PDT
Robin MacKay says:
Whiter Shade of Pale - Procul Harem

We skipped the light fandango
Turned cartwheels 'cross the floor
I WAS FEELING kinda seasick
But the crowd called out for more
The room was humming harder
As the ceiling flew away
When we called out for another drink
And the waiter brought a tray

And so it was that later
As the miller told his tale
That her face, at first just ghostly,
Turned a whiter shade of pale

She said, "There is no reason
And the truth is plain to see."
But I wandered through my playing cards
And they would not let her be
One of sixteen vestal virgins
Who were leaving for the coast
And although my eyes were open wide
They might have just as well been closed

And so it was that later
As the miller told his tale
That her face, at first just ghostly,
Turned a whiter shade of pale

She said, "I'm here on a shore leave,"
Though we were miles at sea.
I pointed out this detail
And forced her to agree,
Saying, "You must be the mermaid
Who took King Neptune for a ride."
And she smiled at me so sweetly
That my anger straightway died.

And so it was that later
As the miller told his tale
That her face, at first just ghostly,
Turned a whiter shade of pale

If music be the food of love
Then laughter is it's queen
And likewise if behind is in front
Then dirt in truth is clean
My mouth by then like cardboard
Seemed to slip straight through my head
So we crash-dived straightway quickly
And attacked the ocean bed

And so it was that later
As the miller told his tale
That her face, at first just ghostly,
Turned a whiter shade of pale

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Mb3iPP-tHdA&NR=1

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In reply to an earlier post on Aug 15, 2011 3:11:31 PM PDT
Robin MacKay says:
No Time - The Guess Who

(NO TIME left for you) On my way to better things
(No time left for you) I found myself some wings
(No time left for you) Distant roads are callin' me
(No time left for you) Da-un-da-un-da-un-da-un-da

No time for a summer friend
No time for the love you send
Seasons change and so did I
You need not wonder why
You need not wonder why
There's no time left for you
No time left for you

(No time left for you) On my way to better things
(No time left for you) I found myself some wings
(No time left for you) Distant roads are callin' me
(No time left for you) Day-un-day-un-day-un-day-un-day

No time for a gentle rain
No time for my watch and chain
No time for revolving doors
No time for the killin' floor
No time for the killin' floor
There's no time left for you
No time left for you

No time for a summer friend
No time for the love you send
Seasons change and so did I
You need not wonder why
You need not wonder why
There's no time left for you
No time left for you

No time, no time, no time, no time
No time, no time, no time, no time
I got, got, got, got no time
I got, got, got, got no time
I got, got, got, got no time
No-no-no, no-no-no, no time
No-no-no, no-no-no, no time
I got, got, got, got no time
No-no-no, no-no-no, no-no-no,
no-no-no, no-no-no, no-no-no, no time
I got no time, got no time, got no time, got no time, got no time

Randy Bachman & Burton Cummings

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oqeSUAlI5uI

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In reply to an earlier post on Aug 15, 2011 3:56:35 PM PDT
Last edited by the author on Aug 15, 2011 4:03:40 PM PDT
I'm not loving you, the way I wanted to
What I had to do, had to run from you
I'm in love with you, but the vibe is wrong
And that haunted me, all the way home
So you never know, never, never know
Never know enough, 'til it's over love
'Til we lose control, system overload
Screaming no, no, no, no, no

I'm not loving you, the way I wanted to
See, I want to move, but can't escape from you
So I keep it low, keep a secret code
So everybody else don't have to know

So keep your love lock down
Your love lock down
Keeping your love lock down
Your love lock down
Now keep your love lock down
Your love lock down
Now keep your love lock down
You lose

I'm not loving you, the way I wanted to
I can't keep my cool, so I keep it true
I've got something to lose, so I got to move
I can't keep myself, and still keep you too

So I keep in mind, when I'm on my own
Somewhere far from home, in the danger zone
How many times did I take 'fore I finally got through?
You lose, you lose

I'm not loving you, the way I wanted to
See, I had to go, see, I had to move
No more wasting time, you can't wait for life
We're just wasting time, where's the finish line?

So keep your love lock down
Your love lock down
Keeping your love lock down
Your love lock down
Now keep your love lock down
Your love lock down
Now keep your love lock down
You lose

I'm not loving you, the way I wanted to
I bet no one knew, I bet no one knew
I know I said "I'm through", but I've got love for you
But I'm not loving you, the way I wanted to

Got to keep it gone, keep the loving gone
Keep it on a roll, only God knows
If I be with you, baby, I'm confused
You choose, you choose

I'm not loving you, the way I wanted to
Where I want to go, I don't need you
I've been down this road, too many times before
I'm not loving you, the way I wanted to

So keep your love lock down
Your love lock down
Keeping your love lock down
Your love lock down
Now keep your love lock down
Your love lock down
Now keep your love lock DOWN
You lose

You lose
You lose
You lose
You lose

Love Lockdown - Kanye West

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HZwMX6T5Jhk&ob=av2e
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This song is strangely addictive. The video is quite striking and does contain adult content!

In reply to an earlier post on Aug 15, 2011 5:19:32 PM PDT
Last edited by the author on Aug 15, 2011 5:25:08 PM PDT
Omnireader says:
YOU and me and RAIN on the roof,
Caught up in a SUMMER shower,
Drying while it soaks the flowers.
Maybe we'll be caught for hours,
Waiting out the sun.
You and me, we're gathered away
Deep in conversation, sitting in the hay.
Honey, how long was I laughing in the rain with you?
Cause I didn't feel a drop til the thunder brought us to.
You and me underneath a roof of tin.
Pretty comfy feeling, how the rain ain't leaking in.
We can sit and dry just as long as it can pour.
Cause the way it makes you look makes me hope it rains some more.
You and me and rain on the roof,
Caught up in a summer shower.
Drying while it soaks the flowers
Maybe we'll be caught for hours,
Waiting out the sun.

Rain On The Roof by The Lovin' Spoonful

http://youtu.be/--9O1ElmXc8

Tagging Robin, Doodah and David.

In reply to an earlier post on Aug 15, 2011 6:37:10 PM PDT
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