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rdgrnr

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The Hall Of The Mountain Kings Tennessee
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Aug 6, 2010, 3:29 am

Living on the road my friend, is gonna keep you free and clean.
Now you wear your skin like iron, and your breath is hard as kerosene.
You weren't your mama's only boy, but her favorite one it seems.
She began to cry when you said goodbye, and sank into your dreams.

Pancho was a bandit boy, his horse was fast as polished steel.
He wore his gun outside his pants, for all the honest world to feel.
Pancho met his match, you know, on the deserts down in Mexico.
Nobody heard his dying words; ah, but that's the way it goes.

All the Federales say,
They could have had him any day.
They only let him slip away,
Out of kindness, I suppose.

Lefty, he can't sing the blues all night long like he used to.
The dust that Pancho bit down south ended up in Lefty's mouth.
The day they laid poor Pancho low, Lefty split for Ohio.
Where he got the bread to go, there ain't nobody knows.

All the Federales say,
They could have had him any day.
They only let him slip away,
Out of kindness, I suppose.

The poets tell how Pancho fell, and Lefty's living in cheap hotels.
The desert's quiet and Cleveland's cold, and so the story ends we're told.
Pancho needs your prayers it's true, but save a few for Lefty too.
He only did what he had to do, and now he's growing old.

All the Federales say,
They could have had him any day
They only let him go so long,
Out of kindness, I suppose.

A few grey Federales say
They could have had him any day.
They only let him go so long,
Out of kindness, I suppose.

~Willy~
tiggs95

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Aug 6, 2010, 8:11 am

Quote: Originally posted by rdgrnr on Aug 6, 2010
Lawd have mersay! I'm goin to the VFW tomorrow night and make a fool a myseff at Karaoke. Don't make me no never mind how much they boo, heh heh heh. Gonna dance my @ss off with some ol country girls too. Wooooo hoooooo, yessuh! I might even cut up a rug with the old lady, yeeeeee haaaaaaaa!

Your going to make a fool of yourself ridge?..As soon as you walk in the door at the VFW mission completed..eeeeew haaaaaawwwww...
jrosina

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Panama
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Aug 6, 2010, 9:58 am

Quote: Originally posted by rdgrnr on Aug 6, 2010
Living on the road my friend, is gonna keep you free and clean.
Now you wear your skin like iron, and your breath is hard as kerosene.
You weren't your mama's only boy, but her favorite one it seems.
She began to cry when you said goodbye, and sank into your dreams.

Pancho was a bandit boy, his horse was fast as polished steel.
He wore his gun outside his pants, for all the honest world to feel.
Pancho met his match, you know, on the deserts down in Mexico.
Nobody heard his dying words; ah, but that's the way it goes.

All the Federales say,
They could have had him any day.
They only let him slip away,
Out of kindness, I suppose.

Lefty, he can't sing the blues all night long like he used to.
The dust that Pancho bit down south ended up in Lefty's mouth.
The day they laid poor Pancho low, Lefty split for Ohio.
Where he got the bread to go, there ain't nobody knows.

All the Federales say,
They could have had him any day.
They only let him slip away,
Out of kindness, I suppose.

The poets tell how Pancho fell, and Lefty's living in cheap hotels.
The desert's quiet and Cleveland's cold, and so the story ends we're told.
Pancho needs your prayers it's true, but save a few for Lefty too.
He only did what he had to do, and now he's growing old.

All the Federales say,
They could have had him any day
They only let him go so long,
Out of kindness, I suppose.

A few grey Federales say
They could have had him any day.
They only let him go so long,
Out of kindness, I suppose.

~Willy~

Wow rd, you know so many cool lyrics...do you know the one to the wild flower...? something like:

Be careful how you touch her or she will awaken,

and sleep is the only freedom that she knows! and when you look into

her eyes you wont believe, the way she is always paying for a debt she never owed..

Let her cry for she is a lady, let her sleep for she is a child

let the rain fall down upon her..she is a sweet and gentle flower going wild!!

forget what "they" say about you. What you say about you?...

Now, does it count??

*Jr$ina
joker17

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Aug 6, 2010, 10:10 am

One day I was on the ground
When I needed a hand and it couldn't be found
I was so far down that I couldn't get up
You know and one day I was one of life's losers
Even my friends were my accusers and in my head, lost before I'd begun

I had a dream
But it turned to dust
What I thought was love, that must have been lust
I was living in style when the walls fell in
When I played my hand, I looked like a joker
Turned around
Fate must have woke her ‘cause lady luck she was waiting outside the door

I'm winning
I'm winning
I'm winning
I'm winning
I'm winning and I don't intend on losing again

Too bad it belonged to me
It was the wrong time and not meant to be
It took a long time and I'm new born now
I can see the day that I bleed for,
If it's agreed that there's a need to play the game and to win again

I'm winning
I'm winning
I'm winning
I'm winning
I'm winning and I don't intend on losing again

I had a dream
But it turned to dust
What I thought was love, that must have been lust
I was living in style when the walls fell in
When I played my hand, I looked like a joker
Turned around
Fate must have woke her ‘cause lady luck she was waiting outside the door

I'm winning
I'm winning
I'm winning
I'm winning
I'm winning and I don't intend on losing again

****Instrumental jam fest ending featuring guitar***
joker17

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Aug 6, 2010, 10:26 am

"Loser"

In the time of chimpanzees I was a monkey
Butane in my veins and I’m out to cut the junkie
With the plastic eyeballs, spray-paint the vegetables
Dog food stalls with the beefcake pantyhose
Kill the headlights and put it in neutral
Stock car flamin’ with a loser and the cruise control
Baby’s in reno with the vitamin d
Got a couple of couches, sleep on the love-seat
Someone came sayin’ I’m insane to complain
About a shotgun wedding and a stain on my shirt
Don’t believe everything that you breathe
You get a parking violation and a maggot on your sleeve
So shave your face with some mace in the dark
Savin’ all your food stamps and burnin’ down the trailer park

Yo. cut it.

Soy un perdedor
I’m a loser baby, so why don’t you kill me?

(double barrel buckshot)
Soy un perdedor
I’m a loser baby, so why don’t you kill me?

Forces of evil on a bozo nightmare
Ban all the music with a phony gas chamber
’cuz one’s got a weasel and the other’s got a flag
One’s on the pole, shove the other in a bag
With the rerun shows and the cocaine nose-job
The daytime crap of the folksinger club
He hung himself with a guitar string
A slab of turkey-neck and it’s hangin’ from a pigeon wing
You can’t write if you can’t relate
Trade the cash for the beef for the body for the hate
And my time is a piece of wax fallin’ on a termite
who's chokin’ on the splinters

Soy un perdedor
I’m a loser baby, so why don’t you kill me?
(get crazy with the cheese whiz)
Soy un perdedor
I’m a loser baby, so why don’t you kill me?
(drive-by body-pierce)
(yo bring it on down)
Soooooyy....

?em llik uoy t'nod yhw os ,ybab resol a m'I rodedreP nu yos
[It's the Chorus backwards]

(I’m a driver, I’m a winner; things are gonna change I can feel it)

Soy un perdedor
I’m a loser baby, so why don’t you kill me?
(I can’t believe you)
Soy un perdedor
I’m a loser baby, so why don’t you kill me?
(Nlehh...)
Soy un perdedor
I’m a loser baby, so why don’t you kill me?
(Sprechen Die Deutsch hier, Baby!)
Soy un perdedor
I’m a loser baby, so why don’t you kill me?
(know what I’m sayin’? )
rdgrnr

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Aug 6, 2010, 4:45 pm

Quote: Originally posted by jrosina on Aug 6, 2010
Wow rd, you know so many cool lyrics...do you know the one to the wild flower...? something like:

Be careful how you touch her or she will awaken,

and sleep is the only freedom that she knows! and when you look into

her eyes you wont believe, the way she is always paying for a debt she never owed..

Let her cry for she is a lady, let her sleep for she is a child

let the rain fall down upon her..she is a sweet and gentle flower going wild!!

Here ya go, Rosie.

She faced the hardest times you can imagine
And many times her eyes fall back the tears
And when her youthful world was about to fall in
Each time her slender shoulders
For the weight of all her tears
And a sorrow no one hears
Still rings in midnight silence in her ears

Let her cry
for she's a lady
Let her dream
for she's a child
Let the rain fall down upon her
She's a free and gentle flower growing wild

And if by chance that I should hold her
Let me hold her for a while
And if allowed just one posession
I would pick her from her garden to be mine

Be careful how you touch her for she'll awaken
And sleep's the only freedom that she knows
And when you look into her eyes you won't believe
For the way she's always paying for a debt she never owed
And a silent wind still blows that she can only hear
So she goes

Let her cry

For she's a lady

Let her dream

For she's a child

Let the rain fall down upon her

She's a free and gentle flower growing wild

She's my free and gentle flower, growing growing growing wild
She's a free and gentle flower
growing growing wild
She's my flower,
growing growing growing wild
Growing growing growing growing wild
She's my free and gentle flower
tiggs95

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Aug 6, 2010, 6:58 pm

ridger do you know the one about the cow jump over the moon?..
rdgrnr

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Aug 9, 2010, 12:05 am

Pop a top again
I've just got time for one more round
Set em up my friend then I'll be gone
And you can let some other fool sit down.

I'd like for you'd to listen to a joke I heard today
From a woman who said she was through and calmly walked away
I tried to smile and did a while but it felt so out of place
Did you ever hear of a clown with tear drops streaming down his face?

Pop a top again
I think I'll have another round
Set em up my friend
Then I'll be gone and you can let some other fool sit down.

Home for me is misery and here I'm wasting time
Cause a row of fools on a row of stools is not what's on my mind
But then you see her leaving me, is not what I prefer
So it's either here just drinking beer or at home remembering her.

Pop a top again
I think I'll have another round
Set em up my friend
Then I'll be gone and you can let some other fool sit down.

Pop a top again...

~Alan Jackson~
victorl3ichiban

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Aug 9, 2010, 12:57 am

that song I want to be a billionaire so <snip>ing bad buy all the things i never had.

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Coin Toss

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Aug 10, 2010, 10:13 am

Song: Waterloo

(Bet ya rdgrnr knows this one!)

Those who run the lotteries love it when players look for consistency in something that's designed not to have any. So many systems, so many theories, so few jackpot winners.

There is one and only one 'proven' system, and that is to book the action. No matter the game, let the players pick their own losers.
Coin Toss

Zeta Reticuli Star System
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Aug 25, 2010, 8:10 pm

Let's Live for Today

(Has a line about chasing dreams that won't come true)

Those who run the lotteries love it when players look for consistency in something that's designed not to have any. So many systems, so many theories, so few jackpot winners.

There is one and only one 'proven' system, and that is to book the action. No matter the game, let the players pick their own losers.
rdgrnr

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Sep 18, 2010, 10:45 pm

For The Good Times ~Ray Price~

Don't look so sad
I know it's over
But life goes on
And this old world
Will keep on turning
Let's just be glad
We had some time to spend together
There's no need to watch the bridges
That we're burning

Lay your head,
Upon my pillow
Hold your warm and tender body
Close to mine
Hear the whisper of the raindrops
Blowing soft, against the window
And make believe you love me,
One more time,
For the good times

I'll get along
You'll find another
And I'll be here
If you should find,
You ever need me
Don't say a word
About tomorrow, or forever
There'll be time enough for sadness
When you leave me

Lay your head
Upon my pillow
Hold your warm and tender body
Close to mine
Hear the whisper of the raindrops
Blowing soft against the window
And make believe you love me
One more time
For the good times
rdgrnr

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Sep 18, 2010, 10:56 pm

Quote: Originally posted by Coin Toss on Aug 10, 2010
Song: Waterloo

(Bet ya rdgrnr knows this one!)

Waterloo ~Stonewall Jackson~

Now old Adam, was the first in history
With an apple, he was tempted and deceived
Just for spite, the devil made him take a bite
And that's where old Adam met his Waterloo

Waterloo, Waterloo
Where will you meet your waterloo?
Every puppy has it's day
Everybody has to pay
Everybody has to meet his Waterloo.

Little General, Napoleon of France
Tried to conquer the world, but lost his chance
Met defeat, known as Bonapart's Retreat
And that's where Napoleon met his Waterloo

Waterloo, Waterloo
Where will you meet your Waterloo?
Every puppy has it's day
Everybody has to pay
Everybody has to meet his Waterloo

Now a fellah, who's darlin' proved untrue
Took her life, but he lost his too
Now he swings where the little birdies sing
And that's where Tom Dooley met his Waterloo

Waterloo, Waterloo
Where will you meet your Waterloo?
Every puppy has it's day
Everybody has to pay
Every body has to meet his Waterloo.
rdgrnr

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Sep 18, 2010, 11:31 pm

Let's Go Get Stoned ~Joe <snip>er~

Let's go get stoned
Whoa-oa-oa let's go get stoned

Now when your baby won't let you in
And you got a few pennies, go out and buy you a bottle of gin
Just call your buddy on the telephone
And say-ay-ay Let's go get stoned

Let's go get stoned
Whoa-oa-oa let's go get stoned

When you work so hard all the day long
And everything you do just seems to go wrong
Just drop by my place on your way home
And say-ay-ay let's go get stoned

It ain't no harm
In your takin a little taste
But don't blow your cool
and start messing up the man's place
It ain't no harm in your taking just a little nip
But make sure you don't fall down and bust your lip

Let's go get stoned
Whoa-oa-oa let's go get stoned

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psykomo

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Sep 19, 2010, 12:45 am

Quote: Originally posted by rdgrnr on Aug 6, 2010
Living on the road my friend, is gonna keep you free and clean.
Now you wear your skin like iron, and your breath is hard as kerosene.
You weren't your mama's only boy, but her favorite one it seems.
She began to cry when you said goodbye, and sank into your dreams.

Pancho was a bandit boy, his horse was fast as polished steel.
He wore his gun outside his pants, for all the honest world to feel.
Pancho met his match, you know, on the deserts down in Mexico.
Nobody heard his dying words; ah, but that's the way it goes.

All the Federales say,
They could have had him any day.
They only let him slip away,
Out of kindness, I suppose.

Lefty, he can't sing the blues all night long like he used to.
The dust that Pancho bit down south ended up in Lefty's mouth.
The day they laid poor Pancho low, Lefty split for Ohio.
Where he got the bread to go, there ain't nobody knows.

All the Federales say,
They could have had him any day.
They only let him slip away,
Out of kindness, I suppose.

The poets tell how Pancho fell, and Lefty's living in cheap hotels.
The desert's quiet and Cleveland's cold, and so the story ends we're told.
Pancho needs your prayers it's true, but save a few for Lefty too.
He only did what he had to do, and now he's growing old.

All the Federales say,
They could have had him any day
They only let him go so long,
Out of kindness, I suppose.

A few grey Federales say
They could have had him any day.
They only let him go so long,
Out of kindness, I suppose.

~Willy~

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