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Craig
Firefly

Kyrgyzstan
3794 Posts

Posted - 04/08/2005 :  20:08:59  Show Profile  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply

Well it’s cold on this mountain when winter comes on
The dew in the meadow is sprinkled along
This road down to Nashville like crystal and stone
It’s a place where a man sells his soul for a song

God knows I loved her too much I can see
Much more than she could have ever loved me
If I was the last man in East Tennessee

Well at times I feel I need the rain, at times 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

It’s cold on this mountain when winter comes on
The dew in the meadow is sprinkled along
This road down to Nashville like crystal and stone

I’m just one man sometimes I wish I was three.
I could take a forty-four pistol to me,
Put one in my brain just for her memory
One more for my heart then I would be free
One more for my heart I would be free

~*~

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Craig
Firefly

Kyrgyzstan
3794 Posts

Posted - 04/10/2005 :  15:06:58  Show Profile  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
She at times still comes around
But she’s someone else’s now
I can’t lay it down no matter how I try
I leave her then I find
She is no further than my mind
Makes me wonder if I ever said goodbye

Night and day is all the same
Pourin’ whiskey on the flame
Burn another memory from my mind
Through the years she moved uptown
While I came a long way down
Makes me wonder if I ever said goodbye

She always says hello
The way she used to
But my God she only said goodbye one time
Heaven knows I live in hell
A barroom is my jail
Makes me wonder if I ever said goodbye

Yes she always says hello
The way she used to
But my God she only said goodbye one time
Through the years she moved uptown
While I’ve come a long way down
Makes me wonder if I ever said goodbye.

~*~



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Craig
Firefly

Kyrgyzstan
3794 Posts

Posted - 04/12/2005 :  18:23:01  Show Profile  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply


Fallin’ away like the leaves from the trees to the ground
Down falls the sun from the sky with not even a sound
Drifting along in a dream ever endlessly fine
Finding my way through the darkness and out of my mind

Long gone long gone
I really love you but you’ve done me wrong
I paid the piper and you played the song
Long gone long gone

Who would have thought I could ever have been such a fool
Allowing myself to be used I was only a tool
I will never know why you ever came into my life
Only to leave me believing you would be my wife

Long gone
Long gone

~*~

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Craig
Firefly

Kyrgyzstan
3794 Posts

Posted - 04/14/2005 :  11:08:54  Show Profile  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply


I left Decatur hell bent to forget bought a ticket to Skowhegan Maine
I wound up in Seattle so drunk and so rattled Lord I caught the wrong train
Found some fast easy women and some hard drinkin’ men
Swore I would drown all the sorrow in me
I once had a lot but the future was not what it used to be

Oh the years they went by I went steadily down hill ‘til I had no place left to go
Make the missions by mornin’ made the dives every night
Made a wreck of my body and soul
And then I met a lady in time she made me forget
Her love set me free
Oh we don’t have a lot but the future is not what it used to be

I never thought I would live to grow old
Oh the past cut a hole deep in me
Shackled and chained to a ghost that remains
I am haunted by her memory

Somebody told me you were in town I found out today
Oh how it hurt me to hear you are down
What else can I say
I know your sorrow I know your pain I know your need
I once loved you a lot but the future is not
It is not what it used to be

~*~


Edited by - Craig on 06/04/2010 20:40:50
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Craig
Firefly

Kyrgyzstan
3794 Posts

Posted - 04/17/2005 :  07:51:42  Show Profile  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply


There was a time your words had meaning
What mattered was the thoughts and not the rhyme
You had me girl then so close to believing
Until you sacrificed the meaning for the line

I see you walking though the ruins of what we were building
You’ve sold your dreams and bought some brand new toys
I hate to tell you girl your flowers are wilting
And your words have become organized noise

So if your friends should ask you first what I believe in
Say I believe I will be leaving them behind
I am off to find a word that has meaning
I will return when you have the rhyme

~*~

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Craig
Firefly

Kyrgyzstan
3794 Posts

Posted - 04/19/2005 :  02:44:43  Show Profile  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply

You can lie to me darlin’
But darlin’ lie in my bed
Tell me you love me
When I know you love him instead

And I will hang on
Until I’m hangin’ on by a thread
You can lie to me darlin’
But darlin’ come lie in my bed

I love the look in your eyes
When I have found you
While on the wall
All the shadows are fallin’ around you.

Let me pretend it won’t end
When I know it is bound to
Oh you can lie to me darlin’
But darlin’ come lie in my bed

Oh how you move me
When you come to me

I will hang on
Until I’m hangin’ on by a thread
Yes you can lie to me darlin’
But darlin’ come lie in my bed

You can lie to me darlin’
But darlin’ come lie in my bed.

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Roy
Firefly

USA
2627 Posts

Posted - 04/19/2005 :  08:10:58  Show Profile  Edit Reply  Send Roy a Yahoo! Message  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
I still sing the old songs that you taught me...
I still pray to Jesus now and then...
Just like you, I wish that he would save me...
To see the day the South will rise again....

DAC
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Craig
Firefly

Kyrgyzstan
3794 Posts

Posted - 04/20/2005 :  18:09:14  Show Profile  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
Oh momma
Oh momma
Look what has happened to your baby boy
Since that woman walked out on me
I have been sitting here writing this song

It’s only got one word
Don’t it sound like something
You have heard before

Oh momma
I’m out here standing at her front door
Her maid told me that I was someone she doesn’t know
She won’t let me in but she won’t let me go

Her maid told me you’re someone I do not know
Momma she won’t let me in but she won’t let me go

Oh momma
Oh momma
Look what has happened to your baby boy
Since that woman walked out on me
She left me feeling like a brand new man.



~*~

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Craig
Firefly

Kyrgyzstan
3794 Posts

Posted - 04/22/2005 :  18:35:19  Show Profile  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply


A solitary whippoorwill is singing in the night
I watch until he spreads his wings
And sails into the sky
Somewhere in the distance
I can hear his plaintful song
He said some memories are better left alone

Have you ever heard a freight train
Rollin’ down the tracks
Eighty wheels on threads of steel
Never looking back
When I hear that whistle
It still chills me to the bone
Some memories are better left alone

Do you ever have a longin’
For a pure and simple time
When all we had between us
Was a dream and one thin dime
We were flat out on the highway
With no place to be but gone
Some memories are better left alone

Well I feel just like that whippoorwill
Singing in the night
Trying once again to sleep I turn out the light
Lying in the darkness
I am waiting for the dawn
Some memories are better left alone

I am lying in the darkness
I am waiting for the dawn
Some memories are better left alone

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Craig
Firefly

Kyrgyzstan
3794 Posts

Posted - 04/24/2005 :  19:19:37  Show Profile  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply

Morning came and found her at the window
With her nose pressed to the glass
The dew was like a broken diamond necklace
Left scattered in the grass

She slipped from my side
And stands at the window and watches the rain
Lord I wish I was blind
And could not read her mind and see all her pain
But from here where I lie I can see
The tears in her eyes as she quietly cries
Out for him not for me
How many times must the piper be paid for his song

Her shattered dreams
Are like broken glass cuttin’ through to her soul
Leaving her naked mind
All alone now to tremble and cry in the cold
Any day now she knows he will call
She is wonderin’ if I’ll be around
When he’s gone and she’s left to fall
How many times must the piper be paid for his song

Well the sun fall through the window
The mornin’ is filled with the singing of the birds
Will she ever remember
He sings the songs but forgets all the words
From here where I lie I can see
How many times must the piper be paid for his song

~*~

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Craig
Firefly

Kyrgyzstan
3794 Posts

Posted - 04/28/2005 :  02:12:15  Show Profile  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply

I came to hear the music
I came to hear the sound
The music brings me down
A long long road from now to then
I know your song
Sing it again

There’s so many things
I don’t believe I understand
The days run into weeks run into months
The years become a moment in the ever-changing sands
Did God make time to keep it all from happening at once
All at once

I came to love the music
Before I came to be
To know the music
Before it came to me
Long time ago
I don’t know when I sang this song
Along with the wind

There’s so many things
I don’t believe I understand
The days run into weeks run into months
The years become a moment in the ever-changing sands
Yes God made time to keep it all from happening at once
All at once

I am here to face the music

~*~
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Craig
Firefly

Kyrgyzstan
3794 Posts

Posted - 05/01/2005 :  06:37:56  Show Profile  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply

Lord his Daddy was an honest man, just a red dirt Georgia farmer
His momma lived her short life having kids and baling hay
And he had fifteen years and he ached inside to wander
Jumped a freight in Waycross, wound up in LA.

Cold nights had no pity on that Waycross, Georgia farm boy
Most days he went hungry, then the summer came
He met a girl known on the strip as San Francisco's Mabel Joy
Destitution's child, born of an LA. street called Shame

Growing up came quietly in the arms of Mabel Joy
Laughter found their mornings it brought a meaning to his life
Lord on the night before she left sleep came and left that Waycross country boy
With dreams of Georgia cotton and a California wife

Sunday morning found him standing 'neath the red light at her door
A right cross sent him reeling, put him face down the floor
In place of his Mabel Joy he found a merchant mad marine
Who growled, your Georgia neck is red but Sonny you're still green

He turned twenty-one in a grey rock federal prison
The old judge had no mercy on that Waycross, Georgia boy
Staring at those four grey walls, in silence Lord he just listened
To that midnight freight he knew could take him back to Mabel Joy

Sunday morning found him lying 'neath the red light at her door
With a bullet in his side, he cried, “Have you seen Mabel Joy!”
Stunned and shaken someone said Son, she don't live here no more
No she left this house four years today, they say she's looking for ...
Some Georgia farm boy
~*~

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Craig
Firefly

Kyrgyzstan
3794 Posts

Posted - 05/07/2005 :  05:33:33  Show Profile  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply


Well apples dipped in candy, sweet potato wine
One is for your belly, and one is for your mind.
Day off on Sunday when the rent is not behind
Well that’s just the way it goes.

Lazy Mississippi movin’ mighty slow
Like that old blackbird walkin’ down the road
Able when the times get rough to just pick up and go
Further on down the line

Rich man, poor man, beggar or thief
Oh Lord the first ones gets you down the road brother
And the others get you grief
The last one gets you ninety days of cotton pickin’ peas
Down on the captain’s farm

We got apples dipped in candy

Rich man, poor man, beggar or thief
The first ones gets you down the road brother
And the others get you grief
The last one gets you ninety days of cotton pickin’ peas
Down on the Eastham Farm

Well that’s the way it goes


~*~




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Jonmark
Windchimer

USA
1791 Posts

Posted - 05/08/2005 :  19:32:11  Show Profile  Visit Jonmark's Homepage  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
I once had some friends that I would see from time to time
They lived on a farm in Tennessee
But all we ever talked about were songs and getting high
Funny how the years are changing me

How's the weather out in Colorado
I might be in Denver for a while
When I settle in one night I'll phone you
May be we could get together
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Craig
Firefly

Kyrgyzstan
3794 Posts

Posted - 05/13/2005 :  16:21:20  Show Profile  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply

Headed south to work a pipeline
Make some cash while in the meantime
Baby jumped a bird and flew away
Lordy Lordy my my mind’s achin’
Drunk and down and out and makin’ time
With anything that comes my way

Staggered to the Grayhound station
L.A. Ma’am my destination
Put me on that dog take me away
Mobile blue Lord I can’t make it
Got me down Lord I can’t take it
Here in Alabama for one more day

Lord I called a friend in Frisco Lord
He said baby’s in L.A.
Here I am in Alabam’ and two thousand miles away
Lord I got them Mobile blues today

Aw I left her back in Frisco Lord
She begged me not to go
I know somebody must have told her
That I travel and I lie
That they saw me drunk in Mobile
With some wired up chick from Jacksonville
And brother did we look like we could fly

I staggered to the Grayhound station
L.A. m’am my destination
Put me on that dog take me away
I got them Mobile blues today

I got them Mobile blues today…


~*~

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Craig
Firefly

Kyrgyzstan
3794 Posts

Posted - 05/16/2005 :  16:26:13  Show Profile  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply

Oh I will remember for a long, long time...

~*~



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Craig
Firefly

Kyrgyzstan
3794 Posts

Posted - 05/18/2005 :  19:33:01  Show Profile  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply

Oh I wish I was in the land of cotton
Old times there are not forgotten
Look away, look away, look away, Dixieland
Oh I wish I was in Dixie, away, away
In Dixieland I’ll take my stand to live and die in Dixie
Dixieland, that’s where I was born,
Early on one frosty morning
Look away, look away, look away, Dixieland

Glory, glory, hallelujah
Glory, glory, hallelujah
Glory, glory, hallelujah
His truth is marching on

So hush little baby
Don’t you cry
You know your daddy’s bound to die
All my trials, Lord, will soon be over


~*~




Happy Birthday, Mickey.
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Doug L
Firefly

Canada
5446 Posts

Posted - 05/21/2005 :  00:22:45  Show Profile  Visit Doug L's Homepage  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
The highway’s not a place at night to have your heart break down
There’s no one there to lend a helping hand
We’re living in a time when fear won’t let us turn around
To save the lost soul, cold and barely standing


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Craig
Firefly

Kyrgyzstan
3794 Posts

Posted - 05/28/2005 :  05:40:38  Show Profile  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply

Bless this day
That it might be
Free from all uncertainty
Free from tears and fears and doubt
Peace is all that matters

And bless this house Lord while it stands
For this old house is in Your hands
And when it falls then bless the ground
For the ground is all that truly matters

Bless this child with trusting eyes
That he may grow to realize
Right from wrong and truth from lies
For the truth is all that matters.

And bless this woman here at my side
When I need a place to hide
I crawl into her loving eyes
Where I find a place to sleep

Love is all that matters…

~*~

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Jonmark
Windchimer

USA
1791 Posts

Posted - 05/29/2005 :  21:39:45  Show Profile  Visit Jonmark's Homepage  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
Mocking died thinkin' his freind done him wrong
Little blue robin never found Mocking's song
When somebody's wrong boys, somebody must pay
That's why the little red robin is blue to this day
Blue to this day
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