What SHOULD have been the endless refrain of a whole generation of us:
You can't always get what you want, no!
You can't always get what you want (tell ya baby)
You can't always get what you want (no)
But if you try sometimes you just might find
You get what you need
(Rolling Stones, "You Can't Always Get What You Want")
I'll see your "I Will Survive" and raise you a "Feelin' Stronger Every Day". Full volume, through a pair of big ol' heavy wooden '70s speakers with 10-inch woofers, of course. Followed by Boston's "Don't Look Back".
Robin, I think we all need some help surviving. (When I saw that you had responded to this thread, it occurred to me that my "theme song" doesn't really take sides.)
... I was playing "yooo kyant ahways git whachoo wont" on my guitar and after half an hour or so, I never did tire of playing those F and C chords over and over and over and over and ...
I saw her today at the reception,
In her glass was a bleeding man.
She was practiced at the art of deception,
Well I could tell by her bloodstained hands.
This message has been edited by Quen10 on Jan 3, 2005 10:13 PM
Boys (and girls) LOL Since you are all so darned bored I think we need to have a packing party at Charlie's house to prepare her for her move. Wouldn't that be fun? Free pizza and beer!
If we're gonna be packin', can I take the kitchen and/or the basement? I'm not much good at bathrooms and bedrooms. Do we need to BYOD (bring your own dolly)?
Waaaay before Canada gave birth to Shania Twain or even Anne Murray (so little snow bird take me with you where you go ...), she birthed Hank Snow. I'm not sure if he wrote this but he made it popular. This is my favorite one of his right now. (I'm big time into old time "country western" at the moment but so that I don't feel so completely uncool I like to think of it as punk-assed sardonic haiku - only longer.
That big eight-wheeler, rollin' down the track
Means your true-lovin' daddy ain't comin' back
'Cause I'm movin' on, I'll soon be gone
You were flyin' too high, for my little old sky
So I'm movin' on.
That big loud whistle, as it blew and blew
Said hello to the southland, We're comin' to you
And we're movin' on, oh, hear my song
You had the laugh on me, so I set you free
And I'm movin' on.
Mister fireman, won't you please listen to me
'Cause I got a pretty mama in Tennessee
Keep movin' me on, keep rollin' on
So shovel the coal, let this rattler roll
And keep movin' me on.
Mister Engineer, take that throttle in hand
This rattler's the fastest in the southern land
To deep movin' me on, keep rollin' on
You gonna ease my mind, put me there on time
And keep rollin' on.
I've told you baby, from time to time
But you just wouldn't listen or pay me no mind
Now I'm movin' on, I'm rollin' on
You've broken your vow, and it's all over now
So I'm movin' on.
You've switched your engine, now I ain't got time
For a triflin' woman on my main line
Cause I'm movin on, you done your daddy wrong
I warned you twice, now you can settle the price
'Cause I'm movin on.
But someday baby, when you've had your play
You're gonna want your daddy, but your daddy will say
Keep movin' on, you stayed away too long
I'm through with you, tough titties you're blue,
Keep movin' on.
A three chord gem. It works for me in D (D7, G7, and A7 are fun) finger picked medium fast with an alternating bass line
This message has been edited by Quen10 on Jan 4, 2005 3:35 PM