Oops! Muscle memory can't deal with numbers that big.
Make that $18,000,000,000,000.
Make that $18,000,000,000,000.
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"A Satisfied Mind" (originally by Porter Wagoner) How many times have You heard someone say If I had his money I could do things my way But little they know That it's so hard to find One rich man in ten With a satisfied mind Once I was winning In fortune and fame Everything that I dreamed for To get a start in life's game Then suddenly it happened I lost every dime But I'm richer by far With a satisfied mind Money can't buy back Your youth when you're old Or a friend when you're lonely Or a love that's grown cold The wealthiest person Is a pauper at times Compared to the man With a satisfied mind When my life has ended And my time has run out My friends and my loved ones I'll leave there's no doubt But one thing's for certain When it comes my time I'll leave this old world With a satisfied mind How many times have You heard someone say If I had his money I could do things my way But little they know That it's so hard to find One rich man in ten With a satisfied mind |
Heroes - Bowie I, I will be king And you, you will be my queen Though nothing will drive them away We can be Heroes, just for one day We can be us, just for one day I, I can remember Standing, by the wall And the guns shot above our heads And we kissed, as though nothing could fall And the shame was on the other side Oh we can beat them, for ever and ever Then we could be Heroes, just for one day |
Thanks, Al. You're absolutely right; I looked it up and those lyrics are, indeed, as sung in Showboat. Even those specific lyrics, though, as many others, were changed by Robeson for the performance. Many others, it seems, were modified along the way to adjust for changes in cultural sensitivities and the song has been performed by hundreds of different artists. In 1952 it was one of my favorite songs and we played it on a wind up Victrola. |
Very profound indeed, Jim (Broadstone). A correction to the words, though, if I may. They are actually "I'm tired of livin' and scared of dyin'." Here is a link to the famous performance of the song by the great Paul Robeson in the 1936 version of "Showboat". Best regards, -- Al |
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Her papa was a midget, her mama was a whore Her granddad was a newsboy 'til he was eighty-four What a slimy old bastard he was Man don't you think I know she hates me Man don't you think I know that she's no good If she knew how she'd be unfaithful to me I think she'd kill me if she could Maybe she's crazy I don't know But maybe that's why I love her so Randy Newman - Wedding in Cherokee County |
Here's a little bit of "Stuck" by Tonio K Papa was a farm boy, california born growing up in paradise until the second war when they put him in an airplane and loaded it with bombs sent him over there, said "don't come back until they're gone" they dropped 'em on the cities, they dropped 'em on the towns they were tryin' to blow up hitler, he was tryin' to shoot 'em down now papa hated killin' just as much as you and me but he knew he had to do it; he could tell instinctively that he was stuck Stuck in the middle stuck in the middle of the beginning of the end It's the end / of the end of the tunnel the end of the line it's the end of the american century the end of the endless summertime |
I find the Eagles "Get Over It" to be pretty funny. It is about people unwilling to take responsibility for their lives, and instead, hope to cash in on whatever "victim" status they can claim. The last few lines are: Complain about the present Blame it on the past I'd like to find your inner child And kick its little ass. |
Not sure if we've seen Richard Thompson mentioned yet, but dozens of his songs could qualify. I'll go with "Walking on a Wire": I hand you my ball and chain You just hand me that same old refrain I'm walking on a wire, I'm walking on a wire And I'm falling I wish I could please you tonight But my medicine just won't go down right I'm walking on a wire, I'm walking on a wire And I'm falling Too many steps to take Too many spells to break Too many nights awake And no one else This grindstone's wearing me Your claws are tearing me Don't use me endlessly It's too long, too long to myself Where's the justice and where's the sense? When all the pain is on my side of the fence I'm walking on a wire, I'm walking on a wire And I'm falling |
Famous Steely Dan Haitian Divorce was holding very long time on my tongue AND on my guitar chords as well! _____________________________________________________ Tearful reunion in the USA Day by day those memories fade away Some babies grow in a peculiar way It changed, it grew, and everybody knew Semi-mojo Who's this kinky so-and-so? Papa go |
Sometimes in the mornin' when shadows are deep I lie here beside you just watching you sleep And sometimes I whisper what I'm thinking of My cup runneth over with love Sometimes in the evening when you do not see I study the small things you do constantly I memorize moments that I'm fondest of My cup runneth over with love In only a moment we both will be old We won't even notice the world turning cold And so, in these moments with sunlight above My cup runneth over with love My cup runneth over with love, with love "My Cup Runneth Over, from the 1966 Broadway musical "I Do! I Do!" as recorded by Ed Ames. Regards, -- Al |
Gz That lyric reminded me of another good one on the same subject (falling out of love). These lyrics are from "Buried Alive" by Kyle Davis: In the lion's den, the quiet men Sleep next to their fears Praying not to wake them But morning makes them disappear And it feels like Something has gone wrong And he reaches up For what he held for so long I will not be Buried alive under this mountain of emotion I will not be Saddled by the blame There and back again Trying to make amends For a feeling that I fell for left me hallow Losing lay down your only sorrow It's the jester and the jest The gambler and the game Leave it to the rest To gather what remains I will not be Buried alive under this mountain of emotion I will not be Saddled by the blame indigent to devotion Why must I defend the way I feel Just to change, it's not treason In spite of all the things that I was told There is not always a reason |
The bluesy song "Not Sick of Love" from the album "at the feet of old bristlecone" by Joshua Lowe and the Juncos has some really great lyrics: When I met you I was hungry I was hungry and sleepy too I woke one day and I realized that Im not sick of love Im just sick of you When I fell in love I was in a hurry and you made my heart act the fool you filled my head full of doubt and worry but Im not sick of love Im just sick of you Im not tired of the stars in the night or the sky full of blue Im not tired of being held close and tight Im just tired of you When I said I loved you wed been drinking and out the window reason flew This six month hangovers got me thinking That maybe Im not sick of love I'm just sick of you Im not tired of the sky at twilight or the rising of the moon Im not tired of being kissed goodnight Im just tired of you Hope theres no hard feelings we all got to do what we got to do Maybe it was just the wrong season, I dont know either way Im not sick of love Im just sick of you Im so tired of fighting all night long Im so tired of feeling blue Im so tired of singing this same damn song But Im not sick of love I'm just sick of you |
