| T O P I C R E V I E W |
| a FaLsE pOeT |
Posted - 12/16/2004 : 03:17:11
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has anyone seen my sweet enilegna? |
| 20 L A T E S T R E P L I E S (Newest First) |
| Craig |
Posted - 07/23/2017 : 18:54:05
This was yesterday....and today.
Hemphill...Toledo Bend.
5 year old's birthday.
Brisket, friends, family.
Water balloons for the kids and those still a kid.
Pickett House in Woodville for lunch today.
Family style dining. The menu hasn't ever changed. Never.
Fried chicken
mustard greens
lima beans
chicken and dumplings
mashed potatoes and gravy.
Peach cobbler.
Wonderful memories.
"How I long to be in those East Texas woods...."
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| Joey L. |
Posted - 07/22/2017 : 13:58:42
But Laudy, Laudy,
Wez need sume rain.
(Pass the Tabasco).
Inquiring minds knead da dough, y'know! cuz ... 'the Future's Not' ... |
| San Diego |
Posted - 07/21/2017 : 21:11:34
Summertime, summertime
An' the livin' is easy
Ah, the fish are jumpin'
Cotton's so doggone high |
| Joey L. |
Posted - 07/21/2017 : 17:34:49
Because the "Future's Not (What It Used to Be"? |
| Craig |
Posted - 07/21/2017 : 15:44:04
quote:
Originally posted by aussiedave
...for Mamie,
Here's to tomorrow
Here's to today
Here's to whatever I never did say
Here's to old friends who have gone separate ways
Here's to the memories
How I long to be in those East Texas woods
I would be in those old piney woods if I could
On a hot summer mornin' down Centerville Way
the windows rolled down in my old Chevrolet
Cruisin' the backroads with nothin' but time
three nickels short of having a dime
miles from the highway, no hill left to climb
Me and the whisperin' pine
..I remember..
AD.
This is tomorrow. |
| Craig |
Posted - 06/17/2017 : 11:14:51
Ah the rednecks are drawin'
Their lines in East Tennessee
Their cannons are primed
And they're fit to be tied I believe
The man in the grey flannel suit
Does not walk on the street
Say does anyone know
What became of the old Opry
The outlaws are taking
An axe to the old hangin' tree
Traded their guns
for a guitar and two lids of tea
They swear in a slow Texas drawl
All the killin' is done
I believe them by God
But I'm keepin' my back to the sun
Tomorrow is out of sight
Yesterday's dead and gone
You never knew how right you were
The night you wrote that song
A truck drivin' man makes his stop
Where the coffee is free
El Paso this morning
Tonight it will be Tennessee
Spends all his miles
On the dials of a poppin' CB
Does anyone know
What became of ole Ralph Emery
The blacks and chicanos
Are telling the indians how
The white eye is the devil
It looks like one hell of a row
Shaking my head I retreat
From the sacred pow wow
I am marching on Ireland
It is making some sense to me now
Yesterdays news is old news
The skies are all gray
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| Bill Smith |
Posted - 04/24/2012 : 10:20:15
Oh the road it sure got rough, Lord, where I've been,
So many times I thought I'd just call it a day,
But there's nothing when it's over but the end,
So I guess I gotta' find a better way. |
| Craig |
Posted - 04/23/2012 : 19:11:47
Well at times I feel I need the rain
At time's I need the sun
Pleasure is a thread of pain
When it is undone
My moments of insanity
Are never like a chain
I only know I am not free
The nights when I am sane
So do not be concerned my love
If you see me cry
For the laughter does not
Choose to free
The happiness inside
Just as there may seem to be
A smile that's out of place
It only means there is a pain
That hurts too much to face
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| San Diego |
Posted - 09/26/2011 : 20:31:13
I want someone I can call when I'm alone
Someone by my side when things go wrong
Someone to stand by me no matter what I do
Just as long as that someone is you |
| Craig |
Posted - 09/26/2011 : 18:33:59
I came to hear the music...
And to love all that came as well.
We've lost something along the way,
We don't have much to say...
For now.
The magic is here...if we look for it.
It doesn't take much effort.
Just look inside.
It is still there,
In us.
Craig |
| Karen Runk |
Posted - 10/19/2010 : 06:45:10
Karen Runk |
| Craig |
Posted - 10/19/2010 : 05:51:17
My it’s been a long long time
Funny things I have treasured in my mind
Are like the closin’ of a door
It don’t matter anymore
All the friends I thought I knew
They dwindle down now to a precious few
Feel like an aging L.A. whore
It don’t matter anymore
Takin’ it in watchin’ a willow freely
Bend in the wind turning so ever slowly
Into the end honey don’t no one know me
Not the way you do
Oh it’s been a long long time
Funny thing how you could always read my mind
Turn out the lights and close the door
It don’t matter anymore
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| Craig |
Posted - 06/05/2010 : 08:21:15
Walk me through the blindin' snow
Take me where the sun won't go
Shallow waters never flow
Slowly to the sea
Walk me through the dry hot sand
Steal my cup but fill my hand
Leave me where the valley can
Rock my soul back to sleep
Where the mighty winds lie still
Ever silence on the hill
Cradled by the mountain til
The Father welcomes me
And lay me down in the verdent green
At the breast of the mother spring
With a song that I can sing
One that I can keep
Let me sleep
~*~ |
| Craig |
Posted - 11/04/2009 : 20:14:56
This is a good thread isn't it, Dave...
Let's keep it going. There are still some songs left that we haven't covered.
Craig |
| aussiedave |
Posted - 11/04/2009 : 20:11:37
Baby, and maybe, I never did love you. |
| aussiedave |
Posted - 05/18/2009 : 04:54:49
and maybe the spring is nothin' if not for the young... |
| BarbraG |
Posted - 05/17/2009 : 23:12:06
This one's been in the archives too long.
Time for another look. And, maybe even
more input.
BarbraG |
| Bob C |
Posted - 12/24/2008 : 08:04:48
Bill wrote:
Leave this precious moment to the child behind your eyes
let him touch the things he lost along the way
I believe that in His wisdom God set aside this time
just to let us all go home to yesterday
Bill.. I think of all Mickey's lyrics, these may be my favorite. Especially with his voice, melody, delivery and what those four lines say..
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| Bill Smith |
Posted - 12/24/2008 : 07:40:42
Leave this precious moment to the child behind your eyes
let him touch the things he lost along the way
I believe that in His wisdom God set aside this time
just to let us all go home to yesterday
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| aussiedave |
Posted - 12/24/2008 : 07:22:38
Yes Joey, 'lost' is a wonderful expression.
Mickey's voice, even late in his career, still had that special sound.
It could still melt your heart and caress your soul.
...I love to hear him hold each note, right to the very end.
...magic.
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