Thursday, August 19, 2010

Up on Cripple Creek

by Robbie Robertson

When I get off of this mountain
You know where I want to go?
Straight down the Mississippi river
To the Gulf of Mexico
To Lake Charles, Louisiana
Little Bessie, girl that I once knew
She told me just to come on by
If there's anything she could do

Up on Cripple Creek she sends me
If I spring a leak she mends me
I don't have to speak, she defends me
A drunkard's dream if I ever did see one

Good luck had just stung me
To the race track I did go
She bet on one horse to win
And I bet on another to show
The odds were in my favor
I had 'em five to one
When that nag to win came around the track
Sure enough, she had won

I took up all of my winnings
And I gave my little Bessie half
She tore it up and threw it in my face
Just for a laugh
Now there's one thing in the whole wide world
I sure would like to see
That's when that little love of mine
Dips her doughnut in my tea

Now me and my mate were back at the shack
We had Spike Jones on the box
She said, 'I can't take the way he sings
'But I love to hear him talk'
Now that just gave my heart a throb
To the bottom of my feet
And I swore as I took another pull
My Bessie can't be beat

Now there's a flood out in California
And up north it's freezing cold
And this living on the road
Is getting pretty old
So I guess I'll call up my big mama
Tell her I'll be rolling in
But you know, deep down, I'm kind of tempted
To go and see my Bessie again

Tuesday, August 17, 2010

Where the Columbines Grow

by A.J. Fynn

Where the snowy peaks gleam in the moonlight,
Above the dark forests of pine,
And the wild foaming waters dash onward,
Toward lands where the tropic stars shine;
Where the scream of the bold mountain eagle,
Responds to the notes of the dove
Is the purple robed West, the land that is best,
The pioneer land that we love.

The bison is gone from the upland,
The deer from the canyon has fled,
The home of the wolf is deserted,
The antelope moans for his dead,
The war whoop re-echoes no longer,
The Indian's only a name,
And the nymphs of the grove in their loneliness rove,
But the columbine blooms just the same.

Let the violet brighten the brookside,
In sunlight of earlier spring,
Let the fair clover bedeck the green meadow,
In days when the orioles sing,
Let the golden rod herald the autumn,
But, under the midsummer sky,
In its fair Western home, may the columbine bloom
Till our great mountain rivers run dry.

'Tis the land where the columbines grow,
Overlooking the plains far below,
While the cool summer breeze in the evergreen trees
Softly sings where the columbines grow.

Saturday, August 14, 2010

Babylon

by David Gray

Friday night I'm going nowhere
All the lights are changing green to red
Turning over TV stations
Situations running through my head

Looking back through time, you know
It's clear that I've been blind, I've been a fool
To open up my heart to all that jealousy
That bitterness, that ridicule

Saturday I'm running wild and
All the lights are changing red to green
Moving through the crowd, I'm pushing
Chemicals are rushing in my bloodstream

I only wish that you were here
You know I'm seeing it so clear, I've been afraid
To show you how I really feel
Admit to some of those bad mistakes I've made

And if you want it
Come and get it
Crying out loud
The love that I was
Giving you was
Never in doubt

Let go your heart
Let go your head
And feel it now
Babylon

Sunday all the lights in London shining
Sky is fading red to blue
I'm kicking through the Autumn leaves
And wondering where it is you might be going to

Turning back for home
You know I'm feeling so alone, I can't believe
Climbing on the stair, I turn around
To see you smiling there in front of me

Wednesday, August 11, 2010

Last Night I Dreamt That Somebody Loved Me

by Steven Morrissey

Last night I dreamt
That somebody loved me
No hope, no harm
Just another false alarm

Last night I felt
Real arms around me
No hope, no harm
Just another false alarm

So tell me, how long
Before the last one?
And tell me, how long
Before the right one?

This story is old
I know
But it goes on

Monday, August 9, 2010

I Had the Craziest Dream

by Mack Gordon

In a dream the strangest and the oddest things appear
And what insane and silly things we do
Here is what I see before me, vividly and clear
As I recall it, you were in it, too

I had the craziest dream last night
I never dreamed it could be
Yet there you were, in love with me

I found your lips close to mine, so I kissed them
And you didn't mind it at all
When I'm awake, such a break never happens
How long can a guy go on dreaming?

If there's a chance that you care
Then please, say that you do
Say it and make my craziest dream come true

Sunday, August 8, 2010

No Expectations

by Mick Jagger

Take me to the station
And put me on a train
I've got no expectations
To pass through here again

Once I was a rich man
Now I am so poor
But never in my sweet short life
Have I felt like this before

You heart is like a diamond
You throw your pearls at swine
And as I watch you leaving me
You pack my peace of mind

Our love was like the water
That splashes on a stone
Our love is like our music
It's here, and then it's gone

So take me to the airport
And put me on a plane
I got no expectations
To pass through here again

Tuesday, August 3, 2010

Rise

by Eddie Vedder

Such is the way of the world
You can never know
Just where to put all your faith
And how will it grow

Gonna rise up
Burning black holes in dark memories
Gonna rise up
Turning mistakes into gold

Such is the passage of time
Too fast to fold
And suddenly swallowed by signs
Lo and behold

Gonna rise up
Find my direction magnetically
Gonna rise up
Throw down my ace in the hole