Subject: SB: To Be With You by Amergin From: Joe Offer Date: 24 Apr 11 - 09:42 PM |
Subject: SB: To A Child by mousethief From: Joe Offer Date: 24 Apr 11 - 09:41 PM
(Chorus -- repeat after each verse and twice at end) Once there was a baby child Once there was a preacher-man Once I was a child like you ©1983 Alex E. Riggle. All Rights Reserved. |
Subject: SB: Time Zones by Micca From: Joe Offer Date: 24 Apr 11 - 09:40 PM
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Subject: SB: This Is Our House by Amergin From: Joe Offer Date: 24 Apr 11 - 09:39 PM
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Subject: SB: Thirty Pieces of Silver by The Shambles From: Joe Offer Date: 24 Apr 11 - 09:37 PM
Roger Gall |
Subject: SB: Thiepval* by Micca From: Joe Offer Date: 24 Apr 11 - 09:36 PM Thiepval* by Micca (May 2002) Its Halloween** midnight in the low lands of Flanders A cold pale fog on the land it is spread And out of the mist, come a marching and singing Long gaunt files of men near a hundred years dead They stand, parade order, by the building at Thiepval And at the command each steps up and stands tall And receives in his turn from the ghost Colour Sergeant His name rank and number removed from the wall Their spectral Officer call the dismissal And grey NCOS give each man his paybook They salute and depart from the grim fields of Flanders Without a glance sideways or a backward look They march away and their singing is fading But long before dawn their home places they've found And finally back, after nearly a century Each man with relief can sink into home ground And all over Blighty*** their names are erasing From column, memorial and empty tomb The lost and the missing that have no known resting place Returning to lie in their dark native womb And now here at Thiepval there stands a cold monument Blank and unmarked made of pale Portland stone Because all the men it was made to memorial Have all returned home, to sleep still with their own "There's a long, long trail a winding into the land of my dreams Where nightingales are singing and a pale moon gleams" *Thiepval: A monument to WW1 dead in Flanders on which the names, ranks and numbers of 75,026 men are inscribed who have no known resting place **Halloween: It is believed in some cultures that at Halloween, when the veil between the dead and the living worlds are thin, every 100 years those that met with sudden or violent death are allowed back to correct a wrong or right an injustice. ***Blighty: WW1 slang for Britain (or home) to "cop a Blighty", was to get wounded badly enough to be invalided home Copyright M.A. Patterson, May 2002 |
Subject: SB: They Were Only Children by The Shambles From: Joe Offer Date: 24 Apr 11 - 09:35 PM
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Subject: SB: That Wrong Road Again by BSeed (Charles Kratz) From: Joe Offer Date: 24 Apr 11 - 09:33 PM
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Subject: SB: That's Not My Colorado by katlaughing From: Joe Offer Date: 24 Apr 11 - 09:31 PM That's Not My Colorado by katlaughing (Click here for tune)
That's not my Colorado That's not my Colorado Colorado was the beauty Colorado meant a home to me That's not my Colorado That's not my Colorado |
Subject: SB: That Mirror Image by The Shambles From: Joe Offer Date: 20 Jan 11 - 07:42 PM
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Subject: SB: Tears And Winter Rain (The Shambles) From: Joe Offer Date: 20 Jan 11 - 07:41 PM Tears And Winter Rain (A Song For Kayla) by The Shambles The Shambles' Comments: This was not easy and I would not have chosen to attempt it but I am glad, now that I did. I would urge others to attempt it too. For whatever the merits of the end product, the quiet process of close examination of this truly terrible event does, enable some kind of personal accommodation to be arrived at. It does not however provide much comfort for those who are directly involved in this particular case but, they are in my thoughts. I was just trying to avoid thinking too much about it before, for she could have been my daughter and he could be my son. The slightest glimpse of springtime Drowned in tears and winter rain Has the sun fallen so low That it will never rise again? Will things now be different? This life was not of her choosing You and I do have a choice The slightest glimpse of springtime Will things now be different? © Roger Gall 2000 |
Subject: SB: Talking Maple Syrup Blues by Willie-O From: Joe Offer Date: 20 Jan 11 - 07:40 PM Talking Maple Syrup Blues by Willie-O (There ain't no tune, you just play it.) Willie-O's Comments: I remember back a few years ago when the price of maple syrup was just getting up to about twenty bucks a gallon, my neighbour in the city said to me: "Can you believe the price of that stuff! After all, it just comes out of trees, right?" I wrote this song, or talking blues, or whatever it is, to set the record straight. Just about five weeks ago we went out to the bush We all took some time off our regular jobs Two weeks passed and we all went back to work What with greenhouse effect, and yer gypsy moth But sure enough when we all got busy Boilin' Bob started stokin' the fire day and night We were trottin' round the bush with our white plastic buckets When the syrup comes off hot, that's when you want to pack it This was the year that our luck finally turned, Yep....I reckon if we're lucky we might come through the season only owing five or six dollars for every hour we put in...it's yer trickle-down ergonomics. Finally, yesterday we boiled down three hundred gallons of sap to about a quart of syrup. We're talkin' richly flavored, textured, full-bodied organic syrup here. Burned about five cords of slabwood to do it. That's when the season's done, for sure. It's over now, thank God it's over, There's a couple of minor details before we're all home free It isn't over yet, until the cleanup's done Copyright 1989, by Bill Cameron |
Subject: SB: Talking Bill Gates Blues (PJ Skinner) From: Joe Offer Date: 20 Jan 11 - 07:37 PM
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Subject: RE: Aine's Mudcat Songbook PermaThread From: Joe Offer Date: 13 Dec 10 - 01:01 AM I guess I'd better post another spacer message in case I missed one. -Joe- |
Subject: SB: Sweet Columbine by Dharmabum From: Joe Offer Date: 13 Dec 10 - 01:00 AM
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Subject: SB: Summertime In Tennessee by Kim C From: Joe Offer Date: 13 Dec 10 - 12:59 AM
Well it's summertime in Tennessee c. 2000 Kim Feathers Caudell |
Subject: SB: Summertime At Fall Creek by Amergin From: Joe Offer Date: 13 Dec 10 - 12:57 AM
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Subject: SB: Such Is The God by The Shambles From: Joe Offer Date: 13 Dec 10 - 12:55 AM
Inquisitions and witch-hunts and final solutions The rose and the thorn, fine fruit and the poison Do you join in the song, that everyone's singing? The rose and the thorn, fine fruit and the poison Roger Gall 1996 |
Subject: SB: The Strength To Leave by mousethief From: Joe Offer Date: 13 Dec 10 - 12:54 AM
His supper's late again, he says; (Chorus) Again he rips her dress away (repeat chorus) Once there was a little girl (repeat Chorus) ©2000 Alex E. Riggle. All Rights Reserved. |
Subject: SB: The Streets by Dharmabum From: Joe Offer Date: 13 Dec 10 - 12:52 AM
© Ron Horvath, 1989 |
Subject: SB: Stoneground by The Shambles and Mrs. Shambles From: Joe Offer Date: 13 Dec 10 - 12:51 AM
© Katrina Gall and Roger Gall. (Started in 1986 and finished after returning home to Portland in 1996) |
Subject: SB: Standing At The Altar by The Shambles From: Joe Offer Date: 13 Dec 10 - 12:50 AM
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Subject: SB: Spring On The Mississippi by Willie-O From: Joe Offer Date: 13 Dec 10 - 12:49 AM
I used to live in a big old city. Chorus: Now I've heard there's another Mississippi One of these days, I'm gonna see that city Chorus: |
Subject: Songs from the Harlow Riding by McGrath of Harlow From: Joe Offer Date: 13 Dec 10 - 12:48 AM Songs from the Harlow Riding by McGrath of Harlow |
Subject: SB: Song Of The Third World by InOBU From: Joe Offer Date: 13 Dec 10 - 12:45 AM Song Of The Third World by InOBU |
Subject: SB: Song For Caroline by Bradypus From: Joe Offer Date: 13 Dec 10 - 12:43 AM
Sleep when you can, and cry when you need There are people to meet, there are things to be done |
Subject: SB: Solace by Amergin From: Joe Offer Date: 13 Dec 10 - 12:41 AM
Chorus: The barman asks, "Would you like another?" (Chorus) Now he finds himself staring at the whiskey (Chorus) He lifts the glass up to his bearded lips (Chorus) Now he stands from his lonely barstool (Chorus) Now he sits alone upon the barstool © Nathan Tompkins |
Subject: SB: The Softest Touch by Spider Tom From: Joe Offer Date: 13 Dec 10 - 12:39 AM
© Ken Robertson 12/10/1999 |
Subject: SB: Soave, Soave by Schantieman From: Joe Offer Date: 13 Dec 10 - 12:38 AM |
Subject: SB: The Smell Of Mother Nature by McGrath From: Joe Offer Date: 13 Dec 10 - 12:36 AM
The Smell Of Mother Nature by McGrath of Harlow |
Subject: SB: Sir Tristram -- Tune & Words by Barry Finn From: Joe Offer Date: 13 Dec 10 - 12:34 AM Sir Tristram -- Tune & Words by Barry Finn |
Subject: SB: Sir James' Reply by MMario From: Joe Offer Date: 13 Dec 10 - 12:31 AM
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Subject: SB: The Sinking by Micca From: Joe Offer Date: 19 Nov 10 - 12:49 AM
Chorus: It wasn't the whiskey it wasn't the gin Chorus I don't want a gin with ice and a slice Chorus I've just had another, followed through from a fart Chorus I'll never go back to South Asia again |
Subject: SB: Singing Voices by Matthew Edwards From: Joe Offer Date: 19 Nov 10 - 12:47 AM Singing Voices by Matthew Edwards |
Subject: SB: Singing Auld Lang Syne by Amergin From: Joe Offer Date: 19 Nov 10 - 12:45 AM
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Subject: SB: Silent Voices by Amergin From: Joe Offer Date: 19 Nov 10 - 12:43 AM
In the woods one night, round a fire bright |
Subject: SB: Silently, Silently by MMario From: Joe Offer Date: 19 Nov 10 - 12:39 AM
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Subject: SB: Silence!! by Amergin From: Joe Offer Date: 19 Nov 10 - 12:35 AM
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Subject: SB: Shopping Cart Wrangler by Reggie Miles From: Joe Offer Date: 19 Nov 10 - 12:32 AM |
Subject: SB: Shades Of Memory by Amergin From: Joe Offer Date: 19 Nov 10 - 12:29 AM
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Subject: SB: The Seeds of More by The Shambles From: Joe Offer Date: 19 Nov 10 - 12:28 AM
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Subject: SB: The Schmielzo Polka by Praise From: Joe Offer Date: 19 Nov 10 - 12:26 AM
[instruments: Deeda deedle eedle dee, deeda doodle eedle dee Look over there, it's Mr. Brown, [instruments: Deeda deedle eedle dee, deeda doodle eedle dee There's Cindy Ann and Casey Pugg, [instruments: Deeda deedle eedle dee, deeda doodle eedle dee [break/bridge thingie with fanfare: [instruments: Deeda deedle eedle dee, deeda doodle eedle dee Is that the Rev'rend Eustace Bayre? [instruments: Deeda deedle eedle dee, deeda doodle eedle dee Now all of you with two left feet [instruments: Deeda deedle eedle dee, deeda doodle eedle dee We promise we won't laugh at you [instruments: Deeda deedle eedle dee, deeda doodle eedle dee [break/bridge thingie with fanfare: [instruments: Deeda deedle eedle dee, deeda doodle eedle dee Well now that everyone has danced, [instruments: Deeda deedle eedle dee, deeda doodle eedle dee Yes, it's the truth I tell no lie-- [instruments: Deeda deedle eedle dee, deeda doodle eedle dee [break/bridge thingie with fanfare: [instruments: Deeda deedle eedle dee, deeda doodle eedle dee, Deeda deedle eedle dee, deeda doodle eedle dee, [fading]….Deeda deedle eedle dee, deeda doodle eedle dee, |
Subject: SB: Say Goodbye by Mbo From: Joe Offer Date: 19 Nov 10 - 12:24 AM Say Goodbye by Mbo (Words & Music) Say goodbye Tomorrow you'll be far away I hope you know just how much We enjoyed your stay Say goodbye Chorus: Say goodbye For you know But don't forget when Say goodbye Say goodbye Chorus Matthew Richards (2000) |
Subject: SB: Say A Prayer For Dirty (MichaelAnthony) From: Joe Offer Date: 19 Nov 10 - 12:22 AM
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Subject: RE: Aine's Mudcat Songbook PermaThread From: Joe Offer Date: 01 Nov 10 - 02:51 AM Guess I'd better post another space-filler message in case I missed one.... |
Subject: SB: Saviour Of The Land by Mrs. Shambles From: Joe Offer Date: 01 Nov 10 - 02:50 AM
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Subject: SB: Running Waters by Amos From: Joe Offer Date: 01 Nov 10 - 02:49 AM |
Subject: SB: Run With Me by Amergin From: Joe Offer Date: 01 Nov 10 - 02:47 AM
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Subject: SB: Rough Diamond by The Shambles From: Joe Offer Date: 01 Nov 10 - 02:46 AM
I need to run Not to pass some test You teach me the how Trample all the new growth in the forest I may not be wise Don't take, the few Teach me how to grieve How to share Roger Gall 1996. |
Subject: SB: Rosie Again by KingBrilliant From: Joe Offer Date: 01 Nov 10 - 02:45 AM Rosie Again by KingBrilliant (The tune should be sort of swingy & waltzy -- or whatever fits) KingBrilliant's Comments: This song took its starting point from an old whore who used to frequent one of the town pubs about twenty years ago. It was making me think about what it might be like to be an old tart who's looks had gone. She comes out as a bit of a game old bird in the song anyway. The chorus was written a while ago & has a bit of pathos whereas the verses are a bit of a laugh with the joke on the sailor boy. It's a mismatch, but that's just the way it came out (so I'll call it contrast) & hopefully it works OK. She's a blowsy old whore from the Old Boar's Head She's used up and dried up and tired she said But still she sits with her pint Hoping one night In a generous light Some young man will sit by her side And it'll be Rosie again, Rosie again, Rosie again, once more A tipsy young sailor fresh in from the boat With money to burn and a thirst in his throat Was too whiskey'd to see and too horny to care What a wreck he would raise if he sat in that chair He jumped in with a will for to sink or to swim She favoured the boy with a lecherous grin Old Rosie was raising the rigging with him She's a blowsy old whore from the Old Boar's Head She's used up and dried up and tired she said But still she sits with her pint Hoping one night In a generous light Some man young will sit by her side And it'll be Rosie again, Rosie again, Rosie again, once more Now the wind it blew cool and the wind it blew warm Rose and her sailor boy kicked up a storm Dancing her round with lust in his heart The sailor boy courted the filthy the old tart They sailed off away for to finish the game We all watched them go & we heard when he came Old Rosie was raising the rigging again She's a blowsy old whore from the Old Boar's Head She's used up and dried up and tired she said But still she sits with her pint Hoping one night In a generous light Some young man will sit by her side And it'll be Rosie again, Rosie again, Rosie again, once more. © Kristin King (2001) |
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