Saddest song I've ever heard.........
Saturday, June 12, 2004 by Old_Crab | Discussion: WinCustomize Talk
What's the saddest of one of the saddest songs you've heard. You can go way back if you want. I chucked out the CD player and pulled out my 8 track player and listened to a bunch of old tapes (still playable). One was by Cat Stevens and I got weepy back then a now. Lady D'Arbanville was the song. 
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Rocky Nimda
Reply #63 Thursday, June 17, 2004 5:37 PM
Reply #63 Thursday, June 17, 2004 5:37 PM
Diary by Bread
I found her diary underneath a tree.
and started reading about me
The words she's written took me by surpise
you'd never read them in her eyes.
They said that she had found the love she waited for.
Wouldn't you know it, she wouldn't show it.
When she confronted with the writing there,
simply pretended not to care.
I passed it off as just in keeping with
her total disconcerting air
and though she tried to hide
the love that she denied,
wouldn't you know it, she wouldn't show it.
And as I go through my life, I will give to her my wife
all the sweet things that I can find.
I found her diary underneath a tree.
and started reading about me.
The words began stick and tears to flow.
Her meaning now was clear to see.
The love she'd waited for was someone else not me
Wouldn't you know it, she wouldn't show it.
and as I go through my life, I will wish for her his wife
all the sweet things that she can find
all the sweet things they can find
I found her diary underneath a tree.
and started reading about me
The words she's written took me by surpise
you'd never read them in her eyes.
They said that she had found the love she waited for.
Wouldn't you know it, she wouldn't show it.
When she confronted with the writing there,
simply pretended not to care.
I passed it off as just in keeping with
her total disconcerting air
and though she tried to hide
the love that she denied,
wouldn't you know it, she wouldn't show it.
And as I go through my life, I will give to her my wife
all the sweet things that I can find.
I found her diary underneath a tree.
and started reading about me.
The words began stick and tears to flow.
Her meaning now was clear to see.
The love she'd waited for was someone else not me
Wouldn't you know it, she wouldn't show it.
and as I go through my life, I will wish for her his wife
all the sweet things that she can find
all the sweet things they can find
RogerCale
Reply #65 Thursday, June 17, 2004 8:41 PM
Reply #65 Thursday, June 17, 2004 8:41 PM
Keila I remember both songs. remember patches I'm depending on you son to pull the family through and last kiss I was out on a date in my daddys car we hadnt driven' very far and my addition to this list is:
Knights in White Satin
Knights in White Satin
Keila
Reply #66 Friday, June 18, 2004 9:04 AM
Reply #66 Friday, June 18, 2004 9:04 AM
Nights In White Satin, actually that has always been my all time favorite song. My favorite part is the flute solo.
Rocky Nimda
Reply #68 Friday, June 18, 2004 11:52 AM
Reply #68 Friday, June 18, 2004 11:52 AM
Artist: Dr. Hook
Song: Sylvia's Mother
Lyrics:
Sylvia's mother says Sylvia's busy, too busy to come to the phone
Sylvia's mother says Sylvia's trying, to start a new life of her own
Sylvia's mother says Sylvia's happy, so why don't you leave her alone
And the operator says Forty cents more, for the next three minutes
CHORUS:
Please Mrs. Avery I just got to talk to her
I'll only keep her a while
Please Mrs. Avery I just want to tell her
Goodbye
Sylvia's mother says Sylvia's packing, she's going be leaving today
Sylvia's mother says Sylvia's marrying, a fellow down Galveston-Way
Sylvia's mother says Please don't say nothing, to make her start crying and stay
And the operator says Forty cents more, for the next three minutes
CHORUS
Sylvia's mother says Sylvia's hurrying, she's catching the nine o'clock train
Sylvia's mother says Take your umbrella, cause Sylvia it's starting to rain
And Sylvia's mother says Thank you for calling and sir won't you come back again
And the operator says Forty cents more, for the next three minutes
CHORUS
Tell her goodbye
Please, tell her goodbye
Goodbye
Song: Sylvia's Mother
Lyrics:
Sylvia's mother says Sylvia's busy, too busy to come to the phone
Sylvia's mother says Sylvia's trying, to start a new life of her own
Sylvia's mother says Sylvia's happy, so why don't you leave her alone
And the operator says Forty cents more, for the next three minutes
CHORUS:
Please Mrs. Avery I just got to talk to her
I'll only keep her a while
Please Mrs. Avery I just want to tell her
Goodbye
Sylvia's mother says Sylvia's packing, she's going be leaving today
Sylvia's mother says Sylvia's marrying, a fellow down Galveston-Way
Sylvia's mother says Please don't say nothing, to make her start crying and stay
And the operator says Forty cents more, for the next three minutes
CHORUS
Sylvia's mother says Sylvia's hurrying, she's catching the nine o'clock train
Sylvia's mother says Take your umbrella, cause Sylvia it's starting to rain
And Sylvia's mother says Thank you for calling and sir won't you come back again
And the operator says Forty cents more, for the next three minutes
CHORUS
Tell her goodbye
Please, tell her goodbye
Goodbye
Rocky Nimda
Reply #69 Friday, June 18, 2004 12:11 PM
Reply #69 Friday, June 18, 2004 12:11 PM
One by Three Dog Night
One is the loneliest number that you'll ever do
Two can be as bad as one
It's the loneliest number since the number one
No is the saddest experience you'll ever know
Yes, it's the saddest experience you'll ever know
`Cause one is the loneliest number that you'll ever do
One is the loneliest number, worse than two
It's just no good anymore since she went away
Now I spend my time just making rhymes of yesterday
One is the loneliest, number one is the loneliest
Number one is the loneliest number that you'll ever do
One is the loneliest, one is the loneliest
One is the loneliest number that you'll ever do
It's just no good anymore since she went away
(Number) One is the loneliest
(Number) One is the loneliest
(Number) One is the loneliest number that you'll ever do
(Number) One is the loneliest
(Number) One is the loneliest
(Number) One is the loneliest number that you'll ever do
One is the loneliest number that you'll ever do
Two can be as bad as one
It's the loneliest number since the number one
No is the saddest experience you'll ever know
Yes, it's the saddest experience you'll ever know
`Cause one is the loneliest number that you'll ever do
One is the loneliest number, worse than two
It's just no good anymore since she went away
Now I spend my time just making rhymes of yesterday
One is the loneliest, number one is the loneliest
Number one is the loneliest number that you'll ever do
One is the loneliest, one is the loneliest
One is the loneliest number that you'll ever do
It's just no good anymore since she went away
(Number) One is the loneliest
(Number) One is the loneliest
(Number) One is the loneliest number that you'll ever do
(Number) One is the loneliest
(Number) One is the loneliest
(Number) One is the loneliest number that you'll ever do
Chickie
Reply #70 Friday, June 18, 2004 6:26 PM
I melt when I hear Moody Blues.
Reply #70 Friday, June 18, 2004 6:26 PM
| Nights In White Satin, actually that has always been my all time favorite song. |
I melt when I hear Moody Blues.
Keila
Reply #71 Friday, June 18, 2004 7:03 PM
Reply #71 Friday, June 18, 2004 7:03 PM
Elvis got use crying twice in 1969 with...
In The Ghetto
As the snow flies
On a cold and gray chicago mornin’
A poor little baby child is born
In the ghetto
And his mama cries
’cause if there’s one thing that she don’t need
It’s another hungry mouth to feed
In the ghetto
People, don’t you understand
The child needs a helping hand
Or he’ll grow to be an angry young man some day
Take a look at you and me,
Are we too blind to see,
Do we simply turn our heads
And look the other way
Well the world turns
And a hungry little boy with a runny nose
Plays in the street as the cold wind blows
In the ghetto
And his hunger burns
So he starts to roam the streets at night
And he learns how to steal
And he learns how to fight
In the ghetto
Then one night in desperation
A young man breaks away
He buys a gun, steals a car,
Tries to run, but he don’t get far
And his mama cries
As a crowd gathers ’round an angry young man
Face down on the street with a gun in his hand
In the ghetto
As her young man dies,
On a cold and gray chicago mornin’,
Another little baby child is born
In the ghetto
And
Don't Cry Daddy
Today I stumbled from my bed
With thunder crashing in my head
My pillow still wet
From last night tears
And as I think of giving up
A voice inside my coffee-cup
Kept crying but
And ringing in my ears
Don’t cry daddy
Daddy, please don’t cry
Daddy, you’ve still got me and little tommy
Together we’ll find a brand new mommy
Daddy, daddy, please laugh again
Daddy ride us on your back again
Oh, daddy, please don’t cry
Why are children always first
To feel the pain and hurt the worst
It’s true, but somehow
It just don’t seem right
’cause ev’ry time I cry I know
It hurts my little children so
I wonder will it be the same tonight
Don’t cry daddy
Daddy, please don’t cry
Daddy, you’ve still got me and little tommy
Together we’ll find a brand new mommy
Daddy, daddy, please laugh again
Daddy ride us on your back again
Oh, daddy, please don’t cry
Oh, daddy, please don’t cry
In The Ghetto
As the snow flies
On a cold and gray chicago mornin’
A poor little baby child is born
In the ghetto
And his mama cries
’cause if there’s one thing that she don’t need
It’s another hungry mouth to feed
In the ghetto
People, don’t you understand
The child needs a helping hand
Or he’ll grow to be an angry young man some day
Take a look at you and me,
Are we too blind to see,
Do we simply turn our heads
And look the other way
Well the world turns
And a hungry little boy with a runny nose
Plays in the street as the cold wind blows
In the ghetto
And his hunger burns
So he starts to roam the streets at night
And he learns how to steal
And he learns how to fight
In the ghetto
Then one night in desperation
A young man breaks away
He buys a gun, steals a car,
Tries to run, but he don’t get far
And his mama cries
As a crowd gathers ’round an angry young man
Face down on the street with a gun in his hand
In the ghetto
As her young man dies,
On a cold and gray chicago mornin’,
Another little baby child is born
In the ghetto
And
Don't Cry Daddy
Today I stumbled from my bed
With thunder crashing in my head
My pillow still wet
From last night tears
And as I think of giving up
A voice inside my coffee-cup
Kept crying but
And ringing in my ears
Don’t cry daddy
Daddy, please don’t cry
Daddy, you’ve still got me and little tommy
Together we’ll find a brand new mommy
Daddy, daddy, please laugh again
Daddy ride us on your back again
Oh, daddy, please don’t cry
Why are children always first
To feel the pain and hurt the worst
It’s true, but somehow
It just don’t seem right
’cause ev’ry time I cry I know
It hurts my little children so
I wonder will it be the same tonight
Don’t cry daddy
Daddy, please don’t cry
Daddy, you’ve still got me and little tommy
Together we’ll find a brand new mommy
Daddy, daddy, please laugh again
Daddy ride us on your back again
Oh, daddy, please don’t cry
Oh, daddy, please don’t cry
_footsie_
Reply #72 Saturday, June 19, 2004 1:25 PM
Reply #72 Saturday, June 19, 2004 1:25 PM
Broken Lady
Her love was like a fortress around a man she would have died for
taking care to take care of all he needed
But the lady's fortress slowly turned into a prison
and the warning signs he gave she never heeded
She vowed every morning that what God joined together
no one else in the world could tear apart
Then the walls came tumbling down
and her world came crashing down around her heart
Now she's a broken lady
waiting to be mended
like a potter would mend a broken vase
Broken Lady
waiting to be mended
and have what's left of the pieces
put back in place.
Her love was like a fortress around a man she would have died for
taking care to take care of all he needed
But the lady's fortress slowly turned into a prison
and the warning signs he gave she never heeded
She vowed every morning that what God joined together
no one else in the world could tear apart
Then the walls came tumbling down
and her world came crashing down around her heart
Now she's a broken lady
waiting to be mended
like a potter would mend a broken vase
Broken Lady
waiting to be mended
and have what's left of the pieces
put back in place.
IPlural
Reply #73 Saturday, June 19, 2004 1:58 PM
Reply #73 Saturday, June 19, 2004 1:58 PM
Reunion - Life Is A Rock
B.B. Bumble and the Stingers, Mott the Hoople, Ray Charles Singers
Lonnie Mack and twangin' Eddy, here's my ring we're goin' steady
Take it easy, take me higher, liar liar, house on fire
Locomotion, Poco, Passion, Deeper Purple, Satisfaction
Baby baby gotta gotta gimme gimme gettin' hotter
Sammy's cookin', Lesley Gore and Ritchie Valens, end of story
Mahavishnu, fujiyama, kama-sutra, rama-lama
Richard Perry, Spector, Barry, Archies, Righteous, Nilsson, Harry
Shimmy shimmy ko-ko bop and Fats is back and Finger Poppin'
Life is a rock but the radio rolled me
Gotta turn it up louder, so my DJ told me (whoa whoa whoa whoa)
Life is a rock but the radio rolled me
At the end of my rainbow lies a golden oldie
FM, AM, hits are clickin' while the clock is tock-a-tickin'
Friends and Romans, salutations, Brenda and the Tabulations
Carly Simon, I behold her, Rolling Stones and centerfoldin'
Johnny Cash and Johnny Rivers, can't stop now, I got the shivers
Mungo Jerry, Peter Peter Paul and Paul and Mary Mary
Dr. John the nightly tripper, Doris Day and Jack the Ripper
Gotta go Sir, gotta swelter, Leon Russell, Gimme Shelter
Miracles in smokey places, slide guitars and Fender basses
Mushroom omelet, Bonnie Bramlett, Wilson Pickett, stop and kick it
Life is a rock but the radio rolled me
Gotta turn it up louder, so my DJ told me (whoa whoa whoa whoa)
Life is a rock but the radio rolled me
At the end of my rainbow lies a golden oldie
Arthur Janov's primal screamin', Hawkins, Jay and
Dale and Ronnie, Kukla, Fran and Norma Okla
Denver, John and Osmond, Donny
JJ Cale and ZZ Top and LL Bean and De De Dinah
David Bowie, Steely Dan and sing me prouder, CC Rider
Edgar Winter, Joanie Sommers, Osmond Brothers, Johnny Thunders
Eric Clapton, pedal wah-wah, Stephen Foster, do-dah do-dah
Good Vibrations, Help Me Rhonda, Surfer Girl and Little Honda
Tighter, tighter, honey, honey, sugar, sugar, yummy, yummy
CBS and Warner Brothers, RCA and all the others
Life is a rock but the radio rolled me
Gotta turn it up louder, so my DJ told me (whoa whoa whoa whoa)
Life is a rock but the radio rolled me
At the end of my rainbow lies a golden oldie
spoken:
Listenremember, they're playing our song!
Rock it, sock it, Alan Freed me, Murray Kaufman, try to leave me
Fish, and Swim, and Boston Monkey,
Make it bad and play it funky.
(Wanna take you higher!)
[Message Edited]
B.B. Bumble and the Stingers, Mott the Hoople, Ray Charles Singers
Lonnie Mack and twangin' Eddy, here's my ring we're goin' steady
Take it easy, take me higher, liar liar, house on fire
Locomotion, Poco, Passion, Deeper Purple, Satisfaction
Baby baby gotta gotta gimme gimme gettin' hotter
Sammy's cookin', Lesley Gore and Ritchie Valens, end of story
Mahavishnu, fujiyama, kama-sutra, rama-lama
Richard Perry, Spector, Barry, Archies, Righteous, Nilsson, Harry
Shimmy shimmy ko-ko bop and Fats is back and Finger Poppin'
Life is a rock but the radio rolled me
Gotta turn it up louder, so my DJ told me (whoa whoa whoa whoa)
Life is a rock but the radio rolled me
At the end of my rainbow lies a golden oldie
FM, AM, hits are clickin' while the clock is tock-a-tickin'
Friends and Romans, salutations, Brenda and the Tabulations
Carly Simon, I behold her, Rolling Stones and centerfoldin'
Johnny Cash and Johnny Rivers, can't stop now, I got the shivers
Mungo Jerry, Peter Peter Paul and Paul and Mary Mary
Dr. John the nightly tripper, Doris Day and Jack the Ripper
Gotta go Sir, gotta swelter, Leon Russell, Gimme Shelter
Miracles in smokey places, slide guitars and Fender basses
Mushroom omelet, Bonnie Bramlett, Wilson Pickett, stop and kick it
Life is a rock but the radio rolled me
Gotta turn it up louder, so my DJ told me (whoa whoa whoa whoa)
Life is a rock but the radio rolled me
At the end of my rainbow lies a golden oldie
Arthur Janov's primal screamin', Hawkins, Jay and
Dale and Ronnie, Kukla, Fran and Norma Okla
Denver, John and Osmond, Donny
JJ Cale and ZZ Top and LL Bean and De De Dinah
David Bowie, Steely Dan and sing me prouder, CC Rider
Edgar Winter, Joanie Sommers, Osmond Brothers, Johnny Thunders
Eric Clapton, pedal wah-wah, Stephen Foster, do-dah do-dah
Good Vibrations, Help Me Rhonda, Surfer Girl and Little Honda
Tighter, tighter, honey, honey, sugar, sugar, yummy, yummy
CBS and Warner Brothers, RCA and all the others
Life is a rock but the radio rolled me
Gotta turn it up louder, so my DJ told me (whoa whoa whoa whoa)
Life is a rock but the radio rolled me
At the end of my rainbow lies a golden oldie
spoken:
Listenremember, they're playing our song!
Rock it, sock it, Alan Freed me, Murray Kaufman, try to leave me
Fish, and Swim, and Boston Monkey,
Make it bad and play it funky.
(Wanna take you higher!)
[Message Edited]
IPlural
Reply #74 Saturday, June 19, 2004 2:05 PM
Reply #74 Saturday, June 19, 2004 2:05 PM
Peter Gabriel - Games Without Frontiers
From the album "Peter Gabriel III"
Games Without Frontiers
Hans plays with Lotte, Lotte plays with Jane
Jane plays with Willi, Willi is happy again
Suki plays with Leo, Sacha plays with Britt
Adolf builts a bonfire, Enrico plays with it
-Whistling tunes we hid in the dunes by the seaside
-Whistling tunes we're kissing baboons in the jungle
It's a knockout
If looks could kill, they probably will
In games without frontiers-war without tears
Games without frontiers-war without tears
Jeux sans frontieres
Andre has a red flag, Chiang Ching's is blue
They all have hills to fly them on except for Lin Tai Yu
Dressing up in costumes, playing silly games
Hiding out in tree-tops shouting out rude names
-Whistling tunes we hide in the dunes by the seaside
-Whistling tunes we piss on the goons in the jungle
It's a knockout
If looks could kill they probably will
In games without frontiers-wars without tears
If looks could kill they probably will
In games without frontiers-war without tears
Games without frontiers-war without tears
Jeux sans frontieres
From the album "Peter Gabriel III"
Games Without Frontiers
Hans plays with Lotte, Lotte plays with Jane
Jane plays with Willi, Willi is happy again
Suki plays with Leo, Sacha plays with Britt
Adolf builts a bonfire, Enrico plays with it
-Whistling tunes we hid in the dunes by the seaside
-Whistling tunes we're kissing baboons in the jungle
It's a knockout
If looks could kill, they probably will
In games without frontiers-war without tears
Games without frontiers-war without tears
Jeux sans frontieres
Andre has a red flag, Chiang Ching's is blue
They all have hills to fly them on except for Lin Tai Yu
Dressing up in costumes, playing silly games
Hiding out in tree-tops shouting out rude names
-Whistling tunes we hide in the dunes by the seaside
-Whistling tunes we piss on the goons in the jungle
It's a knockout
If looks could kill they probably will
In games without frontiers-wars without tears
If looks could kill they probably will
In games without frontiers-war without tears
Games without frontiers-war without tears
Jeux sans frontieres
IPlural
Reply #75 Saturday, June 19, 2004 2:06 PM
Reply #75 Saturday, June 19, 2004 2:06 PM
Peter Gabriel - Biko
From the album "Peter Gabriel III"
September '77
Port Elizabeth weather fine
It was business as usual
In police room 619
Oh Biko, Biko, because Biko
Oh Biko, Biko, because Biko
Yihla Moja, Yihla Moja
-The man is dead
When I try to sleep at night
I can only dream in red
The outside world is black and white
With only one colour dead
Oh Biko, Biko, because Biko
Oh Biko, Biko, because Biko
Yihla Moja, Yihla Moja
-The man is dead
You can blow out a candle
But you can't blow out a fire
Once the flames begin to catch
The wind will blow it higher
Oh Biko, Biko, because Biko
Yihla Moja, Yihla Moja
-The man is dead
And the eyes of the world are
watching now
watching now
From the album "Peter Gabriel III"
September '77
Port Elizabeth weather fine
It was business as usual
In police room 619
Oh Biko, Biko, because Biko
Oh Biko, Biko, because Biko
Yihla Moja, Yihla Moja
-The man is dead
When I try to sleep at night
I can only dream in red
The outside world is black and white
With only one colour dead
Oh Biko, Biko, because Biko
Oh Biko, Biko, because Biko
Yihla Moja, Yihla Moja
-The man is dead
You can blow out a candle
But you can't blow out a fire
Once the flames begin to catch
The wind will blow it higher
Oh Biko, Biko, because Biko
Yihla Moja, Yihla Moja
-The man is dead
And the eyes of the world are
watching now
watching now
_footsie_
Reply #76 Saturday, June 19, 2004 8:09 PM
Reply #76 Saturday, June 19, 2004 8:09 PM
This is a song I wrote for a tune in my head....I think it's pretty sad...it sure felt that way when I wrote it....
Silverbird
She said
"I'm going to give you something that will help to numb the pain."
And mentioned she would come back in a while to check on me again
The cold steel slides into my vein and stops my moaning and my pain
I don't know who she is but I will let her use the name
Silverbird
She comforts me when all the world is spinning
inside my head she lifts me up and tells me we are winning
She spreads her wings surrounding me with Heaven's glorious Light
and whispers to me in my dreams
"You'll be home by tonight"
By tonight!
Silverbird The Other National Symbol in my heart
The Other Anthem The Other Flag
The Other Semper Fi when my feet drag
Silverbird The Other Loved One waiting with her arms
Silverbird The Other Training keeping me from harm
Silverbird My Sister and My Buddie's Sister Too
Silverbird My Mother Take Me Back Again Inside
Of You
He says
"It'lll be a while before you try to walk again, but I'll be here right by your side
to lean on until then."
His uniform is bloodied and he wears a thorn of crowns
but something in his voice tells me he'll never let me down
Silverbird
He carried me far from the wet and bloody ground
and protected me from bullets flying all around
and brought me here collapsing in his own weariness and pain
and he said to me
"You'll be ok now."
I'll be ok now!
Silverbird The Other National Symbol in my heart
The Other Anthem The Other Flag
The Other Semper Fi when my feet drag
Silverbird The Other Man beside me in my head
Silverbird The Other Book that promises I never will be dead
Silverbird My Hero and My Savior and My Friend
Silverbird My Brother in the Sun that never ends
Amen
I wrote it for our guys...our boys...and brothers and fathers and our moms and sisters and daughters....
you know....
Silverbird
She said
"I'm going to give you something that will help to numb the pain."
And mentioned she would come back in a while to check on me again
The cold steel slides into my vein and stops my moaning and my pain
I don't know who she is but I will let her use the name
Silverbird
She comforts me when all the world is spinning
inside my head she lifts me up and tells me we are winning
She spreads her wings surrounding me with Heaven's glorious Light
and whispers to me in my dreams
"You'll be home by tonight"
By tonight!
Silverbird The Other National Symbol in my heart
The Other Anthem The Other Flag
The Other Semper Fi when my feet drag
Silverbird The Other Loved One waiting with her arms
Silverbird The Other Training keeping me from harm
Silverbird My Sister and My Buddie's Sister Too
Silverbird My Mother Take Me Back Again Inside
Of You
He says
"It'lll be a while before you try to walk again, but I'll be here right by your side
to lean on until then."
His uniform is bloodied and he wears a thorn of crowns
but something in his voice tells me he'll never let me down
Silverbird
He carried me far from the wet and bloody ground
and protected me from bullets flying all around
and brought me here collapsing in his own weariness and pain
and he said to me
"You'll be ok now."
I'll be ok now!
Silverbird The Other National Symbol in my heart
The Other Anthem The Other Flag
The Other Semper Fi when my feet drag
Silverbird The Other Man beside me in my head
Silverbird The Other Book that promises I never will be dead
Silverbird My Hero and My Savior and My Friend
Silverbird My Brother in the Sun that never ends
Amen
I wrote it for our guys...our boys...and brothers and fathers and our moms and sisters and daughters....
you know....
sun butterfly
Reply #78 Sunday, June 20, 2004 11:00 AM
Reply #78 Sunday, June 20, 2004 11:00 AM
Well there is only one song that can make me cry and My hubby and and a daer fried Bones wrote it for our baby that died at child birth ITs called ***Their A peach Tree on A hill in Northern Ga. 
kona0197
Reply #79 Monday, June 21, 2004 2:31 AM
Reply #79 Monday, June 21, 2004 2:31 AM
Metallica: One
Megadeth: Tout le Monde
Evanescance - My Immortal
Phil Collins: Hold On My Heart
Creed: With Arms Wide Open
Creed: Who's Got My Back Now
Alice In Chains: Rooster
Godsmack: Serenity
Linkin Park: Numb
Megadeth: Tout le Monde
Evanescance - My Immortal
Phil Collins: Hold On My Heart
Creed: With Arms Wide Open
Creed: Who's Got My Back Now
Alice In Chains: Rooster
Godsmack: Serenity
Linkin Park: Numb
Keila
Reply #80 Wednesday, June 30, 2004 11:06 AM
Reply #80 Wednesday, June 30, 2004 11:06 AM
Shannon by Henry Gross
I remember as a kid crying like crazy over the fact of loosing a dog.
Another day's at end
Mama says she's tired again
No one can even begin to tell her
I hardly know what to say
But maybe it's better that way
If poppa were here I'm sure he'd tell her
Shannon is gone I heard
She's drifting out to sea
She always loved to swim away
Maybe she'll find an island
With a shaded tree
Just like the one in our backyard
Mama tries hard to pretend
That things will get better again
Somehow she's keepin' it all inside her
But finally the tears fill our eyes
And I know that somewhere tonight
She knows how much we really miss her
Shannon is gone I heard
She's drifting out to sea
She always loved to swim away
Maybe she'll find an island
With a shaded tree
Just like the one in our back yard
Ah....
Just like the one in our back yard
Ah....
I remember as a kid crying like crazy over the fact of loosing a dog.
Another day's at end
Mama says she's tired again
No one can even begin to tell her
I hardly know what to say
But maybe it's better that way
If poppa were here I'm sure he'd tell her
Shannon is gone I heard
She's drifting out to sea
She always loved to swim away
Maybe she'll find an island
With a shaded tree
Just like the one in our backyard
Mama tries hard to pretend
That things will get better again
Somehow she's keepin' it all inside her
But finally the tears fill our eyes
And I know that somewhere tonight
She knows how much we really miss her
Shannon is gone I heard
She's drifting out to sea
She always loved to swim away
Maybe she'll find an island
With a shaded tree
Just like the one in our back yard
Ah....
Just like the one in our back yard
Ah....
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Reply #61 Thursday, June 17, 2004 1:32 AM