Songs you love to sing along too....

“So everyone learn it so the next time we hike together we can sing it!!


Pissin' in the wind, bettin' on a losing friend
Makin' the same mistakes, we swear we'll never make again
Pissin' in the wind, but it's blowing on all our friends
We're gonna sit and grin and tell our grandchildren

About the time I called this Guy it was four in the morning
Teach me the words to the song I was humming

(hum along)

He just laughed and he said that the ole grey cat is sneakin' down
the hall
But all he wants to know is who in the hell is paying for this call

Oh Pissin' in the wind, bettin' on a losing friend
Makin' the same mistakes, we swear we'll never make again
And we're pissin' in the wind, but it's blowing on all our friends
We're gonna sit and grin and tell our grandchildren

Now this Nunn called me up, it was eight in the morning
Wanted to know how in the world am I doin'
Ohhhh ohh, mmmm mmmm
He just laughed and he said get it together boy, and fall on by the house
Some Gonzo buddies would like to play anything your picking now

Oh pissin' in the wind, bettin' on a losing friend
Makin' the same mistakes, we swear we'll never make again
And we're pissin' in the wind, but it's blowing on all our friends
We're gonna sit and grin and tell our grandchildren

Now we worked and we suffered and struggled
Makin' our record till we got it right
Now we're waiting on the check to come sneaking down the hall
Like that old time feeling
That we never should have ever put the record out at all

Yes pissin' in the wind, bettin' on a losing friend
Makin' the same mistakes, we swear we'll never make again
And we're pissin' in the wind, and it's blowing on all our friends
We're gonna sit and grin and tell our grandchildren

That the answer my friend is just pissin' in the wind
Oh the answer is pissin' in the sink”

“Back to the shadows again
Out where the Indian's your friend
Where the grass is all green
And you can pee into the stream
Back to the shadows again”

“That's just a figger a speech
Wouldn't really pee into a stream”

“Once upon a time you dressed so fine
You threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn't you?
People'd call, say, "Beware doll, you're bound to fall"
You thought they were all kiddin' you
You used to laugh about
Everybody that was hangin' out
Now you don't talk so loud
Now you don't seem so proud
About having to be scrounging for your next meal.

How does it feel
How does it feel
To be without a home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?

You've gone to the finest school all right, Miss Lonely
But you know you only used to get juiced in it
And nobody has ever taught you how to live on the street
And now you find out you're gonna have to get used to it
You said you'd never compromise
With the mystery tramp, but now you realize
He's not selling any alibis
As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes
And ask him do you want to make a deal?

How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?

You never turned around to see the frowns on the jugglers and the clowns
When they all come down and did tricks for you
You never understood that it ain't no good
You shouldn't let other people get your kicks for you
You used to ride on the chrome horse with your diplomat
Who carried on his shoulder a Siamese cat
Ain't it hard when you discover that
He really wasn't where it's at
After he took from you everything he could steal.

How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?

Princess on the steeple and all the pretty people
They're drinkin', thinkin' that they got it made
Exchanging all kinds of precious gifts and things
But you'd better lift your diamond ring, you'd better pawn it babe
You used to be so amused
At Napoleon in rags and the language that he used
Go to him now, he calls you, you can't refuse
When you got nothing, you got nothing to lose
You're invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal.

How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?”

“I got a friend in Fremont, He sells used cars, ya know.
Well, he calls me up twice a year
Just ask me how'd it go
Pretty good, not bad, I can't complain
Actually everything is just about the same

I met a girl from Venus, and her insides were lined in gold
Well, she did what she did said "How was it, kid?"
She was politely told
Pretty good, not bad, I can't complain
But actually everything is just about the same

Moonlight makes me dizzy
Sunlight makes me clean
Your light is the sweetest thing
That this boy has ever seen.

Molly went to Arkansas, she got raped by Dobbin's dog
Well, she was doing good till she went in the woods
And got pinned up against a log
Pretty good, not bad, she can't complain
Cause actually all them dogs is just about the same

Moonlight makes me dizzy
Sunlight makes me clean
Your light is the sweetest thing
That this boy has ever seen.
Instrumental:

I heard Allah and Buddha were singing at the Savior's feast
And up the sky and Arabian rabbi
Fed Quaker oats to a priest.
Pretty good, not bad, they can't complain
Cause actually all them Gods is just about the same
Pretty good, not bad, I can't complain
Cause actually everything is just about the same”

“hay I know that what is it?”

“oh by the way mine was
Jerrry Jeff Walker
Pissing in the wind”

“I tried that once (pissin' in the wind), it made my socks wet.”

“Think Maple, think. Who is a fave for both of us.”

“Any song by Rammstein, but since their lyrics are all in German, I'm not sure what I'm singing most of the time.”

“John Prine????”

“Ve runnen after der hoggen
Und ve jumpen on der hoggen
Und ve rassle gemachen mit der hoggen
Und den ve choken gemachen mit der hoggen
Und gemachen jerky mit der hoggen

O
Drinken der Lowenbrau
Und gemunchen der hoggen jerken
Und grabben der fraulein”

“Bingo Geezr”

“JOHN PRINE



what do I win?”

“You get to sing Donald and Lydia to your Cub Scouts.”

“Nuclear arms in the Middle East
Israel is attacking the Iraqis
The Syrians are mad at the Lebanese
And Baghdad does whatever she please
Looks like another threat to world peace
For the envoy

Things got hot in El Salvador
CIA got caught and couldn't do no more
He's got diplomatic immunity
He's got a lethal weapon that nobody sees
Looks like another threat to world peace
For the envoy
Send the envoy
Send the envoy

Whenever there's a crisis
The President sends his envoy in
Guns in Damascus
Oh, Jerusalem

Nuclear arms in the Middle East
Israel is attacking the Iraqis
The Syrians are mad at the Lebanese
And Baghdad do whatever she please
Looks like another threat to world peace
For the envoy
Send the envoy . . .
Send for me”

“Small town, bright lights, Saturday night,
Pinballs and Pool halls flashing their lights.
Making change behind the counter in a penny arcade
Sat the fat girl daughter of Virginia and Ray

(Spoken:) Lydia
Lydia hid her thoughts like a cat
Behind her small eyes sunk deep in her fat.
She read romance magazines up in her room
And felt just like Sunday on Saturday afternoon.

Chorus:
But dreaming just comes natural
Like the first breath from a baby,
Like sunshine feeding daisies,
Like the love hidden deep in your heart.

Bunk beds, shaved heads, Saturday night,
A warehouse of strangers with sixty watt lights.
Staring through the ceiling, just wanting to be
Lay one of too many, a young PFC:

(Spoken:) Donald
There were spaces between Donald and whatever he said.
Strangers had forced him to live in his head.
He envisioned the details of romantic scenes
After midnight in the stillness of the barracks latrine.

Repeat Chorus:

Hot love, cold love, no love at all.
A portrait of guilt is hung on the wall.
Nothing is wrong, nothing is right.
Donald and Lydia made love that night.

(Spoken:) Love
The made love in the mountains, they made love in the streams,
They made love in the valleys, they made love in their dreams.
But when they were finished there was nothing to say,
'Cause mostly they made love from ten miles away.

Repeat Chorus:”

“LMAO @ Geobeet! Good one with the German lyrics!”

“You never suspected I am a cunning linguist.”

“hehehehe


Geobeet said "cunning linguist"”

“Weezr and myself saw John Prine a year, or so, ago at the Alberta Bair Theater here in Billings. Great show! Some young singer ? Snider opened for him . . . very good as well.”

“but, I saw Bob Dylan and John Prine in one topic....two of the best people in the world..I love to sing to just about everything, good John Prine one:
"She dont like her eggs all runny, she thinks crossin her legs is funny,she turns her nose down at money, she gets it on like the easter bunny..shes my baby, Im her honey Im never goinna let her go."

"In spite of ourselfs, were goinna end up sittin on a rainbow, against all odds honey were the big door prize, were goinna spite our noses right off of our faces, there arent nothin but big old hearts dancin in our eyes"

"He aint been layed in a month of sundays, caught him once and he was sniffin my undies, hese sly as a fox, crazy as a loon, payday comes and hese a howlin at the moon, hese my baby, Im his honey, Im never goinna let him go..."

and the song goes on :)”

“I saw him many years ago when he had but two albums out in DAR Constitution Hall in DC. It was like a traveling freak show. Everybody was yelling, "Sing Illegal Smile."

"I'm gonna sing 'em all from A to Z," he said.”

“I saw him in Cinci last year, great show, small crowd, I cant waite for another!!”

“I saw John Prine, Jerry Jeff Walker, Arlo Guthre at the Phila Folf Fest.


Then the next day saw John Hartford (may he rest in peace)
He did my fav song of his "Turn Your Radio On"”

“We're a ship without a storm
The cold without the warm
Light inside the darkness that it needs, yeah

We're a laugh without a tear
The hope without the fear
We are coming - home

We're off to the witch
We may never never never come home
But the magic that we'll feel
Is worth a lifetime

We're all born upon the cross
The throw before the toss
You can release yourself
But the only way is down

We don't come alone
We are fire we are stone
We're the hand that writes
Then quickly moves away

Chorus:
We'll know for the first time
If we're evil or divine
We're the last in line
We're the last in line

Two eyes from the east
It's the angel or the beast
And the answer lies between
The good and bad

We search for the truth
We could die upon the tooth
But the thrill of just the chase
Is worth the pain

Repeat chorus

We're off to the witch
We may never never never come home
But the magic that we'll feel
Is worth a lifetime

We're all born upon the cross
The throw before the toss
You can release yourself
But the only way you go is down

Repeat chorus”

“Johnny H was a delight. I have a couple of his albums in 33 1/3, but have not gotten any CDs as of yet.

I was not aware he had passed on.”

“Kym, a great song.”

“Little Bird by The White Stripes


i got a little bird
i'm gonna take her home
and put her in her cage
and disconnect the phone
oh

if you gimme a look
i'm gonna get the book
i'm gonna preach the word
i wanna preach to birds
as i walk the floor
yeah this i know
oh

::mad groovy guitar solo::

when i getcha home
this is how it goes
i got nothing to lose
i'll never letcha go
oh”

“Easy


I know it sounds funny but I just can't stand the pain
Girl I'm leaving you tomorrow
Seems to me girl you know I've done all I can
You see I beg, stole, and I borrowed


That's why I'm easy
Easy like Sunday morning
That's why I'm easy
Easy like Sunday morning


I wanna' be high
So high
I wanna' be free to know the things I do are right
I wanna' be free
Just me
Oh baby...


That's why I'm easy
I'm easy like Sunday morning
That's why I'm easy
I'm easy like Sunday morning”

“thats your fav?”

“Hell Yeah.”

“You brought tears to my eyes again.

What a moving website. I thought it fit my sense of who John was. Gentle on my mind indeed.”

“I wanna get high, so high
I wanna get high, so high
One draw, one draw
One draw, one draw

Hey rastaman, hey what you say
Give mi some of yu sense
Hey iyah man, hey whatta say
Give mi some of yu sense

So long I have been
Searching for a taste
Looking all over the place
Not a thing could I find
To satisfy my mind
So I came to search for the I
To see what the I could do
And just like I said
You send it straight to my head

I'm feeling high, so high
Yes I'm high, so high
One draw, one draw
One draw, one draw
Hey rastaman, hey what you say
Give yu sister some sense

Give mi some riddim mek mi dance
A long long time mi no feel so nice
Now I'm really feeling good
And I am in a dancing mood
Won't you come and rock with me
A feeling so irie
And just like you said
it's gone straight to my head

And now I'm high
Yes I'm high, high, high, so high
One draw, one draw
One draw, one draw”

“When I woke up this morning
Things were lookin bad
Seemed like total silence
Was the only friend I had

Etc, and on and on ...”

“Jimmy Crack Corn”

“It's a toss-up...


Oh, give me land, lots of land under starry skies above,
Don't fence me in,
Let me ride thru the wide open country that I love,
Don't fence me in.

Let me be by myself in the evening breeze,
Listen to the murmur of the cottonwood trees,
Send me off forever, but I ask you please,
Don't fence me in.

Just turn me loose,
Let me straddle my old saddle underneath the western skies,
on my cay-use
Let me wander over yonder 'til I see the mountains rise.

I want to ride to the ridge where the West commences,
Gaze at the moon 'til I lose my senses;
Can't look at hobbles and I can't stand fences,
Don't fence me in.



or...



I was ridin' on a train to Austin, Texas,
When a very lovely lady sat next to me.
When she got up to eat,
She asked if I would hold her seat.
I was more than happy to,
And now there's more I'd like to do.

I wanna kiss her but, she won't let me.
I wanna whisper sweet nothin's in her ear.
I wanna hold her behind... closed doors and more.
I wanna kiss her but, she won't let me...

When she returned, she said she was an actress.
She showed me an album of pictures of her opening, which she'd been sittin' on (aHem).
She seemed as sweet as she could be,
But I could clearly see
She was the kinda girl who stole men's hearts,
Then wrecked 'em.

I wanna kiss her but, she won't let me.
I wanna whisper sweet nothin's in her ear.
I wanna hold her behind... closed doors and more.
I wanna kiss her but, she won't let me.

Well, I'll never forget that train ride down to Austin.
We shared a seat, and we shared our tales.
But as my heart tries to leave her behind,
Regrets are all I find,
'Cause I'd hoped I'd get that girl
In the end.

I wanna kiss her but, she won't let me.
I wanna whisper sweet nothin's in her ear.
I wanna hold her behind... closed doors and more.
I wanna kiss her but,
I wanna kiss her but,
I wanna kiss her but,
She won't let me... !”

“Mine was from Rita Marley”

“I might be movin' to Montana soon
Just to raise me up a crop of
Dental Floss

Raisin' it up
Waxen it down
In a little white box
I can sell uptown

By myself I wouldn't
Have no boss,
But I'd be raisin' my lonely
Dental Floss

Raisin' my lonely
Dental Floss

Well I just might grow me some bees
But I'd leave the sweet stuff
For somebody else...but then, on the other hand I'd

Keep the wax
N' melt it down
Pluck some Floss
N' swish it aroun'

I'd have me a crop
An' it'd be on top (that's why I'M movin' to Montana)

Movin' to Montana soon
Gonna be a Dental Floss tycoon (yes I am)
Movin' to Montana soon
Gonna be a mennil-toss flykune

I'm pluckin' the ol'
Dennil Floss
That's growin' on the prairie
Pluckin' the floss!
I plucked all day an' all nite an' all
Afternoon...

I'm ridin' a small tiny hoss
(His name is MIGHTY LITTLE)
He's a good hoss
Even though
He's a bit dinky to strap a big saddle or
Blanket on anyway
He's a bit dinky to strap a big saddle or
Blanket on anyway
Any way

I'm pluckin' the ol'
Dennil Floss
Even if you think it is a little silly, folks
I don't care if you think it's silly, folks
I don't care if you think it's silly, folks

I'm gonna find me a horse
Just about this big
An' ride him all along the border line

With a
Pair of heavy-duty
Zircon-encrusted tweezers in my hand
Every other wrangler would say
I was mighty grand

By myself I wouldn't
Have no boss
But I'd be raisin' my lonely
Dental Floss

Raisin' my lonely
Dental Floss
Raisin' my lonely
Dental Floss

Well I might
Ride along the border
With my tweezers gleamin'
In the moon-lighty night

And then I'd
Get a cuppa cawfee
N' give my foot a push...
Just me 'n the pymgy pony
Over the Dennil Floss Bush

N' then I might just
Jumb back on
An' ride
Like a cowboy
Into the dawn to Montana

Movin' to Montana soon
(Yippy-Ty-O-Ty-Ay)
Movin' to Montana soon”

“Voulez vous couche avec moi, ce soir....

Voulez vous couche avec moi,ce soir...

Not really, but what the hell, you folks are gritty.”

“Frank Zappa”

“second verse,
"he aint been laid in a month of sundays caught him once he was sniffin my undies, he aint real smart but he gets things done, drinks his beer like its oxygen.."”

“"99 bottles of beer on the wall....take one down..."”

“I need someone, a person to talk to
Someone who'd care to love

Could it be you
Could it be you

Situation gets rough
Then I start to panic
It's not enough
It's just a habit
Hey kid you're sick
Darling this is it

You can all just kiss off into the air
Behind my back I can see them stare

They'll hurt me bad but I won't mind
They'll hurt me bad they do it all the time

Yeah yeah, they do it all the time

I hope you know that this will go down on your permanent record
Oh yeah well don't get so distressed
Did I happen to mention that I'm impressed?

I take one one one 'cause you left me
And two two two for my family
And 3 3 3 for my heartache
And 4 4 4 for my headaches
And 5 5 5 for my lonely
And 6 6 6 for my sorrow
And 7 7 7 for no tomorrow
And 8 8 8 I forget what 8 was for
And 9 9 9 for a lost god
And 10 10 10 for everything everything everything everything

You can all just kiss off into the air
Behind my back I can see them stare

They'll hurt me bad but I won't mind
They'll hurt me bad they do it all the time

Yeah yeah, they do it all the time”

“The National Anthem

Oh, say can you see by the dawn's early light
What so proudly we hailed at the twilight's last gleaming
Whose broad stripes and bright stars thru the perilous fight,
O'er the ramparts we watched were so gallantly streaming
And the rocket's red glare, the bombs bursting in air,
Gave proof through the night that our flag was still there.
Oh, say does that star-spangled banner yet wave
O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave”

“You may now take your seat.”

“Mistadobalina Mr Bob Dobalina
Mistadobalina Mr Bob Dobalina
Mistadobalina Mr Bob Dobalina
Mistadobalina Mr Bob Dobalina

Mistadobalina Mistabobdobalina Mistabobdobalina won't you quit
You really make me sick with ya fraudulent behavior
You're gonna make me flip and then an army couldn't save ya
Why don't you behave ya little rugrat
Take a little tip from the tabloid
Because I know I'm not paranoid
When I say I saw ya tryin' to mock me
Now you and your crew are on a mission tryin' to hawk me
But it isn't happenin' ya fraudulent foes
You used to front big time now I suppose
That everything's cool since the style of apparel you adopted
You used to make fun of but now you wanna rock it
So you gotta kick it with the homies
But D-E-L is already hip to your cronies
Me and CM-PX thought about this and never have we seen a
Brother who could look like Mista Mista Mistadobalina

Mistadobalina Mr Bob Dobalina ....

Ooh ooh Mistadobalina
You thought ya could manipulate
You thought you could fool me
Ooh ooh Mistadobalina
?_____? put me on a stump and then he schooled me
Friends can be fraudulent just you wait and see
First he was my moneygrip
Then he stole my honeydip
Mistadobalina is a serpent
Don't you agree the little two-tima
Resembles Aunt Jemima
With jeans and a dirty white hoodie
Seems like he wouldn't be a snake
Or would he disguises come in all sizes and shapes
Notice the facade of the snakes
They all catch the vapes
Even though last year they was GQ
Took a little time before the D-E-L could see through
The mask all I had to do was ask ?_____? and Kwame
And my man responded they would bomb a
Fraudulent foe with the strength of Hercules
The way ya on my dick must really hurt ya knees
You need to take heed and quit being such a groupie
Ever since I did a little show in Guadeloupee
I neva saw a groupie like you
But what is funny is ya wanted to be down with my crew
But D-E-L is not down with any clowns or jesters
So I would suggest that ya try to impress Uncle Fester
Dobolina because ya don't impress me
Dobolina the style of dress is not the key
Dobolina it's all in the mind and the heart
So you should start
By remembering ya gotta pay a fee dobolina

Mistadobalina Mr Bob Dobalina ....”

“I like singing old Ozzy & Black Sabbath tunes. Today I was singing old Rough Cut tunes.”

“kickin' as I'm trying to sleep
got the mud beneath my shoes
rubberband rubberband
gun in hand
gun in hand I wanna use
roamin' roamin' roam
get away
gotta get away
and I think I think too much
I don't care yeah
and I don't care
trippin' while I'm thinkin' bout a boy,
his name was sue
he's a man
he's a man
cracker man
crackerman
he's a woman too
and I'm thinkin'
while I'm thinkin'...”