Part X - Additions to Mudcat Songbook

Subject: Part X - Additions to Mudcat Songbook
From: Áine
Date: 23 Jun 01 - 09:37 AM

Well, here we go, starting off another 'Additions' thread, and with a great song by one of our Mudcat Masters, Amos. Please check out A Better Way in the Thread Song category of the Songbook. Thanks to Amos for sending it in!

-- Áine

Subject: RE: Part X - Additions to Mudcat Songbook
From: Amos
Date: 23 Jun 01 - 03:03 PM

My browser can't see anything except the chords on that posting. So I recommend, Dear TGG, that you "View HTML Source" and copy everything between ##Start Cut Here==>## and ##<==End Cut Here##, excluding the stuff in the ##s but capturing everything else between them. Then paste that into a text file or the source you use to post to your book from. What I've done is recasst the whole thing in a simpler HTML strutcure minus all the Microsoft Unbright Amendments and Extensions, so it's globally readable. (Geeze, Bill!!! Why'dya hafta be such a JERK??!!!).

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A Better Way

 (words by A. and D. Jessup

(Tune: J. Rodgers, "In the Jailhouse Now")

G
Well, I knew a nurse named Suzy
G
She  used to be a floozy,

G                                                                    C
Until she learned about the laying on of hands.
C                                          C
Well, she found her patients healing
C                                               C
And now she's promoting feeling
C                        A        A7                                  D7
But the doctors on her ward don't understand.

D7                                 G
She's found a better way.
G                             C
She's found a better way.
C                 D7
She says, "I love the way it makes them feel,
D7                                   D7
And I'm awful glad it's really real.
D                            G
She found a better way.

G                 D                               G
Yodelayeee, yodelaaye, yodeloooooo!

Now that surgeon, Billy Kazer,
He was handy with his razor.
He would operat e on organs, bones and toes!.
But he did some conscious growing
Found a whole new way of knowing
Now he straightens out their energetic flows!
 

He's found a better way.
He's found a better way.
With his powers of perception,
He succeeds without deception
He's found a better way.

Yodelayeee, yodelaaye, yodeloooooo!

I knew a pharmacist named Sam,
He didn't give a damn.
He used to think that drugs could make you well.
Then he finally got the word
And he started learning herbs,
And he told those druggy salesmen,
"Go to hell."
 

He found a better way
He found a better way
Now he hands out astaxanthin
And the old folks take up dancin'
He got a better way.

Yodelayeee, yodelaaye, yodeloooooo!

There was a shrink named Slatter,
He thought people were just matter,
He'd say, "You know, it's all inside your brain."
Then he stepped outside his body
It made the universe look shoddy
And he found out what's behind those funny pains.
 

He found a better way.
He found a better way.
No more Freudian condemnations,
Now he asks about creations.
It's a better way.

Yodelayeee, yodelaaye, yodeloooooo!

There was an old GP named Harry
He used to be quite scary.
He'd hand out pills to everyone in town.
Then he had a revelation.
And he learned communication
Now the patients come to see him just to hang around!
 

He found a better way.
He found a better way.
And they think the world of him,
Although his nurses look quite grim,
He's found a better way.

Yodelayeee, yodelaaye, yodeloooooo!

There was a candy striper, Nancy
Well, her uniform was fancy
But she thought that giving shots was much too hard,
Well she had an inspiration,
Started practicing mediitation
Now she cures them through their auras
From over fifty yards!
 

She found a better way,
She found a better way!
When those fields get undistorted
They just heal, she has reported,
Its a better way.

Yodelayeee, yodelaaye, yodeloooooo!

Now I know a doc named Larry
He is far from ordinary
He always knows what goes on behind the scenes.
And he says with some effusion,
There is only one conclusion:
The ghost is twice as big as the machine.
 

He's found a better way.
He's found a better way.  S
o if you're going to treat the whole,
Don't forget to see the soul,  '
Cuz it's a better way.
It's a better way!

C    D7        D#7     G
it's a be--ett--er wa---yyyy!

©2001 Jessup Communications (Lyrics)

##<==End Cut Here##

Regards,

A

Subject: RE: Part X - Additions to Mudcat Songbook
From: Amos
Date: 07 Jul 01 - 01:24 PM

Across the Miles and Over the Years

From the hills of the Highlands
To the deep Yalu valleys,
And  the spice caravans,
That we rode long ago;
From the high Delphic temple,
To the bullet-stained trenches
To the bright cusp of morning
On the far polar snow

Over ages of failure
Over triumphs undimming
From the gutters of Paris
To the castles of Rome
On the far Berber hilltops,
And the wild Indian Ocean
I have heard you forever,
Always calling me home.

Cho:
 

Across the miles and over the years,

I hear you call:

"When will you come home?

When will you come home?"

Over

And over.

From the ancient beginnings
On a forgotten planet
To far hills where Arcturus
Brings the light of the dawn
From a lifetime of wonder
To the dead steaming jungle
One sure note has continued
Always, calling me on.

Cho:
 

Across the miles and over the years,

I hear you call:

"When will you come home?

When will you come home?"

Over

And over.

Bridge:

    I need no journey other than simply finding you
    The wildest place or  time cannot undo me
    A single thread of knowing you are true
    Will always renew me

From the galaxy's center
To a small sleepy planet
Where the song of the ocean
Meets the dreams of the dew
Over light years and aeons
Over battles and dying
Still your  voice sweetly calls me,
Always strong, always  new

Cho:
 

Across the miles and over the years,

I hear you call:

"When will you come home?

When will you come home?"

Over

    And over.

 Coda:

      Over,
     And over
     Again.

Subject: RE: Part X - Additions to Mudcat Songbook
From: Áine
Date: 07 Jul 01 - 09:17 PM

Beautiful, dear Amos -- Do you think we can hear this on MCRadio sometime?? (please, please). So, here ya go, I've re-done A Better Way in an attempt to put in the chords, so let me know if I was successful. And Across the Miles and Over the Years has also been added to the Mudcat Songbook.

Keep singing, playing, and writing, Áine

Subject: RE: Part X - Additions to Mudcat Songbook
From: Amos
Date: 08 Jul 01 - 02:16 PM

The sound file I sent you is a little too rough around the edges for public consumption IMHO. When I get a better rendition done I'll let Max have it, so he can decline in his own inimitable way to give it air time!! :>)

I'm still waiting for him to play Moon on the Hill. And for a tape from a certain Goddess concerning both Belfast and the year-old Child of Erin, still to see (hear?) the light of day....

Love,

A

Subject: RE: Part X - Additions to Mudcat Songbook
From: Amos
Date: 08 Jul 01 - 08:31 PM

Guess its time to go sacrifice a tub of Lime-Flavored jello in the moonlight or sumpn....

Subject: RE: Part X - Additions to Mudcat Songbook
From: Amos
Date: 10 Jul 01 - 02:16 AM

Ahem -- my prayers need more frosting???

Subject: RE: Part X - Additions to Mudcat Songbook
From: Amos
Date: 14 Jul 01 - 11:26 PM

More Lime Jello?

Love,

A

Subject: RE: Part X - Additions to Mudcat Songbook
From: Amos
Date: 15 Jul 01 - 11:10 PM

Aine:
Thanks so much for fixing that !! You are great!

Any news on the tape?

A

Subject: RE: Part X - Additions to Mudcat Songbook
From: The Shambles
Date: 23 Jul 01 - 04:04 PM

I thought that this one was already in the 'book' but I find that I am failable after all?

The Monkey Parade?

The Sunday bells would summon
There was none as devout as we
We'd walk all the way from Southwell
Bert, Henry and Me
Tommy would meet us in Weston
Then off to church we'd go
But our thoughts were not on the heavens
More on the place, 'down below'

Bert, Henry, Tommy and me
Off to look for a maid
Roaring like thunder, down Old Hill
To join the Monkey Parade
Strutting like 'swells'
Up and down Fortuneswell
Oh what a sight we made
Glad that Sunday
Was the one day
We joined the Monkey Parade

Us boys in our Sunday finery
Would keep to one side of the street
The girls along with their families
Encouraging smiles, kept discrete
When they walked a few steps
Pretend we were going there too
I wonder whose rules we were playing?
And just who was looking at who?

Bert, Henry, Tommy and me
Off to look for a maid
Roaring like thunder, down Old Hill
To join the Monkey Parade
Strutting like 'swells'
Up and down Fortuneswell
Oh what a sight we made
Glad that Sunday
Was the one day
We joined the Monkey Parade

We've been together a long time
Our birds have flown the nest
Of all the ways to choose a mate
I think ours was the best
For though I had my admirers
May have flirted with a few
I remember those days on the Monkey Parade
When I only had eyes for you

Roger Gall 1997

Subject: RE: Part X - Additions to Mudcat Songbook
From: McGrath of Harlow
Date: 23 Jul 01 - 06:39 PM

Here's one I wrote this morning for a thread I startd about dinosaurs after going to see Jurassic Park III:

The Dinosaurs ...

Well you had best be wary
of the Cassowary
with its claw that's reaching for your nuts
And you will wonder whether
underneath those feathers
there's a raptor hungry for your guts.
Well they may say for sure
there's no more dinosaurs,
But you will find they overstate that case -
it's no good being pedantic
when you are feeling frantic
with a dinosaur right in your face.

And my young sister Sue
she had a cockatoo,
it could sing a pretty song indeed,
but if you reached your finger
to that feathered singer,
he knew how to make that finger bleed.
Oh he could sing in chorus,
this young Cockasaurus,
but the motive for his merry screech
was to charm, then slaughter,
and to give no quarter
any fool who came within his reach.

And I once knew a goose,
and someone let her loose,
and she swaggered round and round till dark,
and with her savage hissing,
there was not much missing
to remind us of Jurassic Park.
And when I tell the story
of these birds so gory,
there's a moral there without a doubt,
for if you think at all
you'll know they're not extinct at all -
I think these dinosaurs will see us out.

Kevin McGrath 23rd July 2001

Subject: RE: Part X - Additions to Mudcat Songbook
From: McGrath of Harlow
Date: 23 Jul 01 - 06:41 PM

Cruelty to dinosaurs

Subject: RE: Part X - Additions to Mudcat Songbook
From: The Shambles
Date: 23 Jul 01 - 06:57 PM

He stole the best line from me though!

Smoles.

Subject: RE: Part X - Additions to Mudcat Songbook
From: McGrath of Harlow
Date: 23 Jul 01 - 07:18 PM

I harvested it.

Subject: RE: Part X - Additions to Mudcat Songbook
From: Amos
Date: 23 Jul 01 - 08:49 PM

Oh, Well harvested, McGrath!!!! A farmer of fine lines in a field of endless inspiration, thou!!

Love,

A

Subject: RE: Part X - Additions to Mudcat Songbook
From: The Shambles
Date: 24 Jul 01 - 02:08 AM

Bloody good song anyway. You are forgiven.

Signed.

An anonymous country yokel, heard merrily sing whilst havesting in the fields.

Subject: RE: Part X - Additions to Mudcat Songbook
From: Áine
Date: 05 Aug 01 - 12:23 PM

Dear Roger and Kevin,

Sorry that it took me so long to put your wonderful songs in the Book; but, I plead weeks of severe back pain, making it difficult for me to sit in my office chair. Mea ouch culpa . . .

However, the good news is that The Monkey Parade? and The Dinosaurs . . . are now part of the Songbook. Thanks to you both for yet more great additions to the great Mudcat Song collection!

All the best, Áine

Subject: RE: Part X - Additions to Mudcat Songbook
From: Pinetop Slim
Date: 05 Aug 01 - 01:43 PM

I'd be flattered if the following could make it to the MC songbook.
TOO MANY ROOSTERS, by Mark Flanagan (Pinetop Slim)
1. Oh he played the pied piper when his hammer did ring
Come along, we'll make beautiful things
With adze, planes and drawknives, turned rough walnut blocks
Into fiddles and grandfather's clocks
But one thing he always kept simple
'Twas a long narrow box made of pine
I don't need a yacht to cross Jordan
This old-fashioned boat will do fine

Chorus: He saw too many roosters a-fightin'
He saw too many nights through moonshine
Two-hundred-eight souls rode his boats across Jordan
And you know they can't leave him behind

2. Now some folks who had snubbed him cause he raised so much hell
Looked to heav'n when they asked if he'd sell
That long narrow pine box, for a dear loved one
Whose hard work on this good earth was done
He'd never say no to a neighbor
Least not when the lord's called one home
Just pay me for the board and the labor
The next one I'll build as my own

Cho.

3. As his name spread around, a lot of plain-livin' folks
Sought the man who built old-fashioned boats
Keep it simple and rough, no fancies nor frills
Match my coffin to my life in these hills
In time, his saw's song fell silent
And sorrow soaked me right to the bone
He said son it's no time to be cryin'
Finish the boat that will carry me home

Cho.
Add: Lord, please make room for number two-hundred nine.

Subject: RE: Part X - Additions to Mudcat Songbook
From: The Shambles
Date: 05 Aug 01 - 02:28 PM

Cocked up again. The 2nd verse should read

Us boys in our Sunday finery
Would keep to one side of the street
The girls along with their families
Encouraging smiles, kept discrete
When they walked a few steps, we would follow
Pretend we were going there too
I wonder whose rules we were playing?
And just who was looking at who?

Subject: RE: Part X - Additions to Mudcat Songbook
From: Áine
Date: 12 Aug 01 - 01:50 PM

Hey Pinetop Slim, I bet you thought that I'd forgotten to put your song in the Book, right? Well, I did, kinda. I made a page for it, put your song on it, put the title on the index page . . . and think forgot to upload everything. Duh! Oh well, I've put it right now, and Too Many Roosters is in the Tome for good and all.

Thanks for letting all the 'Cats enjoy it. Please, please send more, OK?

-- Áine

Subject: RE: Part X - Additions to Mudcat Songbook
From: Amos
Date: 12 Aug 01 - 11:07 PM

Slim --

A fine song. Very touching.

Has it a tune?

A.

Subject: RE: Part X - Additions to Mudcat Songbook
From: Pinetop Slim
Date: 13 Aug 01 - 01:48 PM

Thanks for the kind words.
Has tune. Can probably crank out a midi, but not sure where to send it.

Subject: RE: Part X - Additions to Mudcat Songbook
From: Áine
Date: 14 Aug 01 - 03:28 PM

Dear Pinetop Slim,

Click here to go to Alan's Mudcat Midi Page for info on posting the midi file to your song(s).

You can also get to the same place by going up to the top of this page, clicking on the button next to the 'Quick Links' box, and looking at the drop-down menu.

-- Áine

Subject: RE: Part X - Additions to Mudcat Songbook
From: Áine
Date: 14 Aug 01 - 03:37 PM

Alrightey, Mudcatters! I've got four more songs that I just put in the Mudcat Songbook. I admit that I'm still playing catch up with your songs, so please, please, if you haven't seen your creation show up in the Book yet, let me know and/or resend it to me at [e-mail] -- but, please do not send your songs as attachments (I'm a little leery of 'catching' a virus) -- please send them as inline text (i.e., type 'em out for me). Thanks to all of you for making the Songbook such a wonderful and exciting thing to be a part of!

Now for the latest wonderful additions to the Tome:

Céad Míile Fáilte and The Cuckoo Fleadh by Pinetop Slim

The Princess Wester Sion by DaveP

AND

Justice En Lieu by Charley Noble.


Keep playing, singing and writing, Áine

Subject: RE: Part X - Additions to Mudcat Songbook
From: Áine
Date: 14 Aug 01 - 04:18 PM

And here's yet another song that'll get you 'Catters thinking -- It's from ScottyG, a 'newish' 'Catter. And he's got something to say to us 'oldtimers' that we all really should listen to. So, cast your minds back to when you first came on the Mudcat and that first tentative post you ever wrote here . . . then go and read ScottyG's Ballad of A Would-Be Mudcatter.

ScottyG - I think this is a brilliant way of expressing yourself and what you think -- Welcome, welcome, welcome to the Mudcat! I sure hope you keep on coming back and sharing your other songs and thoughts with us. And be sure to write something for the Song Challenge!, OK?

Keep playing, singing and writing, Áine

Subject: RE: Part X - Additions to Mudcat Songbook
From: Trapper
Date: 14 Aug 01 - 05:44 PM

Hmmm... mudcat hiccuped... plus, it doesn't seem to understand the PRE tag! Would some kindly MudElf please delete my two entries above and keep THIS one!

BOUNCING ON THE BED
Words and Music: Al Boyce 11/15/92

          D       G         D     
  With my mom and dad still fast asleep
    G                D
  I kick my blankets in a heap
    G                  D
  I yawn and shake the cobwebs
          A   
  From my sleepy little head
   D      G     D
  Upon my bed I take my feet
       G                 D
  Then crouch and take a mighty leap
      G             D
  And start another merry morning
  A               D
  Bouncing on the bed
  

CHORUS:
Then it's up and down and all around
It's deep into my bed I bound
The fluff and feathers flying
Falling fast around my head
And I whoop and shout a joyful sound
And jump and pound my mattress down
Then take the heights, there's nothing quite like
Bouncing on the Bed!

Then my father opens up the door
And in a tired voice he roars
"Please cease your lusty leaping
Like a kangaroo!", he says
He stumbles back to sleep some more
And when I hear him start to snore
I cannot help returning to my
Bouncing on the bed!

Well time has passed, the years have flown
I have a house to call my own
I met and wooed my darling
On a summer's day we wed.
And now if by chance I hear a groan
And squeaking sounds that are well known
I'll go and join my babies while they're
Bouncing on the bed!

duplicate posts deleted by mudelf ;-)

Subject: RE: Part X - Additions to Mudcat Songbook
From: Amos
Date: 15 Aug 01 - 12:18 AM

ScottyG,

GREAT opening song!! So... let's see more of your talent around here!

Welcome to the Mudcat and apologies for the slow greeting. You can blame it on Catspaw -- he's been in the hands of medical people and you know what that does to a guy. It took him a week after he got home just to start farting again.

Now, as part of your membership here, remember that if you ever feel just TOO picked on and under-estimated, you can always fill in an application for admission to the Neil Young Center for theTerminally Screwed. But I think you're showing too much spirit for such desperate measures just yet!!!! :>)

Good to have you around!

Regards,

Amos

Subject: RE: Part X - Additions to Mudcat Songbook
From: Áine
Date: 16 Aug 01 - 12:37 AM

Hey Trapper, here ya go, Bouncing on the Bed is now in the Book. If this was a Challenge! song, I'd give it a Sheila-na-Gig award for sure. ;-) I'd love to hear it sometime. Thanks for another great song to make us smile.

All the best, Áine

Subject: RE: Part X - Additions to Mudcat Songbook
From: Amos
Date: 29 Aug 01 - 06:33 PM

You May Think I'm Lost

 There's a small puppy sleeping,
 Under a chair
 Your poor human owners don't know you are there.
 They are calling and looking,
 Up streets and down wells,
 But you're sleeping too soundly to answer their yells!
 

        Cho:  "Oh you may think I'm lost, but that isn't the case!
                  You think I have vanished 'cause you can't see my face!
                   Oh you silly old humans! You may stop all your screaming!
                    You may think I'm lost, but I'm dreaming!!"

        There's a small child asleep
        In an old apple tree
        Her parents are calling her name anxiously
        She is visiting  planets,
        And dancing with light,
        But her parents are having a terrible fright!

        Cho:  "Oh you may think I'm lost, but that isn't the case
                  Do you  think I have vanished 'cause you can't see my face?
                   Oh you silly old grownups! You may stop all your screaming!
                    You may think I'm lost, but I'm dreaming!!"

        There's a young woman's father
        She sees when she can
        In a home where they still
        Dress him up like a man,
        When he drools and he whispers
        And can't use his hands
        She just raises her voice to make him understand.
 

 
              Cho:  "Oh you may think I'm lost, but that isn't the case!
                         Just 'cuz I stopped yapping through the hole in my face!
                         Oh you silly young woman! You may stop all your screaming!
                          You may think I'm lost, but I'm dreaming!!"

        There's a fool on the street
        Who offends passers-by
        They flinch from his old clothes
        And his wild rolling eyes
        And the Pastor walks past him,
        A-shaking his head
        At a lost soul he thinks he must give up for dead!
 

 
              Cho:  "Oh you may think I'm lost, but that isn't the case !
                        You think I have vanished 'cause I won't run your race.
                         Oh you silly old cleric, with your pastoral scheming!
                          You may think I'm lost, but I'm dreaming!!"
Regards,
 

Amos

             Copyright © 2001, Amos Jessup

Subject: RE: Part X - Additions to Mudcat Songbook
From: Áine
Date: 09 Nov 01 - 07:08 PM

I've added Amos' beautiful You May Think I'm Lost and a wonderful song by nutty called Friends Like You to the Songbook this evening.

Please give them a look and enjoy! Thank you both so much for sharing your lovely songs with us all.

-- Áine

Subject: RE: Part X - Additions to Mudcat Songbook
From: The Shambles
Date: 10 Nov 01 - 04:16 AM

Hiders In Holes

These hiders from light
Talk boldly of fight
They tell an unconvincing story

These hiders in caves
Send young men to their graves
To die, they believe in glory

What is this cause?
These holy wars!
You may choose to pay the ultimate price
But do the misused?
Have the right to choose?
Those who will share their sacrifice?

These hiders in holes
These sellers of souls
These market dealers in doom

Hiders behind skirts
They nurture their hurts
With arms that reach out from the gloom

Why the cry?
An eye for an eye!
That retribution be both swift and ruthless?
Is it the master plan?
That each and every land
Be filled with the blinded and the toothless?

These hiders can lie
The dark blinding their eyes
Safe from those that would kill them

These hiders may hide
They're safe inside
Let them have their holes……and then fill them

Roger Gall 2001

Subject: RE: Part X - Additions to Mudcat Songbook
From: Áine
Date: 10 Nov 01 - 12:28 PM

Dear Lodger,

You've done it again. Another song that gets you where you live. Well done, dear friend. Hiders In Holes is now an honoured part of the Songbook.

Thank you, Áine

Subject: RE: Part X - Additions to Mudcat Songbook
From: Amos
Date: 10 Nov 01 - 12:42 PM

Nice one indeed, Roger the Lodger.

A

Subject: RE: Part X - Additions to Mudcat Songbook
From: Amergin
Date: 13 Nov 01 - 08:57 AM

Well old Aine...it has been a while but here goes...it is to the tune of Carrickfergus....

To Be With You

I wish I was back in California
If only to lie there by your side
Watching the sun slowly sink down
Into the ocean's ebbing tide
But the miles asre long to Portland
And the rain beats the Oregon streets
I remember your laughter and your smile
And feeling your gentle heartbeats

Fiery shadows flickered across your face
I was staring deep into your brown eyes
Fingers stroking the palm of your hand
falling asleep to your loving sighs
Watching you sleep through the night
Feeling your skin pulse against my chest
Holding your tender warmth to my body
Cuddling to the softness of your breast

My lonesome thoughts bring back sad reflections
Of those happy times I spend with you
And I would hear your loving laughter
As we laid together in the morning dew
And then the time when we last parted
With tear stained eyes you walked out the door
My own salt tears hid in the shadows
I long to see your smile once more

nt

Subject: RE: Part X - Additions to Mudcat Songbook
From: Áine
Date: 13 Nov 01 - 02:48 PM

Dear Amergin -- You know, you're pretty darn good for an ol' fella! ;-) To Be With You is now in the Songbook. Thanks for the song, the lyrics are lovely. ;-)

-- Áine

Subject: RE: Part X - Additions to Mudcat Songbook
From: Áine
Date: 14 Nov 01 - 09:57 AM

Ah, it's great to be seeing your wonderful songs again, Mudcatters! And I've added yet another one to the Songbook this morning -- The Pride of Llanfair by Matthew Edwards. Thank you, Matthew, and I hope to see alot more of your lyrical work in the Songbook very soon. ;-)

-- Áine

Subject: RE: Part X - Additions to Mudcat Songbook
From: Áine
Date: 14 Nov 01 - 12:47 PM

Here's another wonderful song by Matthew Edwards -- Liverpool Bay -- Please check it out, it's a good one. Thank you, Matthew -- and keep 'em coming!

-- Áine

Subject: RE: Part X - Additions to Mudcat Songbook
From: Áine
Date: 15 Nov 01 - 01:43 PM

Well, dear Micca followed my advice and 're-reminded' me of a song that he'd sent in for the Songbook back in October. I've have made three low bows in his general direction; and, of course, I've added his lovely, soul-stirring song, Lady of the Darkness to the Mudcat Songbook.

Thank you, Micca, for rattling my cage and making my synapses synap! And if I've lost anyone else's song in the 'ether of my mind', please, please, please let me know.

-- Áine

Subject: RE: Part X - Additions to Mudcat Songbook
From: The Shambles
Date: 18 Nov 01 - 02:40 AM

Refresh

Subject: RE: Part X - Additions to Mudcat Songbook
From: Áine
Date: 27 Nov 01 - 02:30 PM

I've posted four songs by Matthew Edwards in the Mudcat Songbook today which you can find under the 'Thread Song' category:

The Towersey Ballad

A Song for the Gathering

A New Song for The Gathering

and

The Manchester Mudcat Ramble

Thank you, Matthew, for letting me add these songs to the Book!

-- Áine

Subject: RE: Part X - Additions to Mudcat Songbook
From: Áine
Date: 27 Nov 01 - 11:13 PM

Here's a song that Shimbo Darktree sent to me back in August -- The Blackboard Singer -- very interesting song, so check it out.

I'm still in 'catch-up' mode as far as finding all the songs that you 'Cats have sent me. Please, please be patient, 'cuz I'm working on it. ;-)

-- Áine

Subject: RE: Part X - Additions to Mudcat Songbook
From: Áine
Date: 27 Nov 01 - 11:37 PM

I 'found' another good one that I've put into the Songbook tonight -- The Flamers Game by Gareth. Good stuff! Thanks for letting me put it into the 'Tome', Gareth.

-- Áine

Subject: RE: Part X - Additions to Mudcat Songbook
From: Áine
Date: 28 Nov 01 - 09:22 AM

Here's another song that I discovered in my 'song submission reclamation project' and have posted to the Songbook. You'll find it in the Parodies category. It's called You Can't Keep Me From Singing! by Gordon MacDonald, and it's a hoot!

-- Áine

Subject: RE: Part X - Additions to Mudcat Songbook
From: Áine
Date: 06 Dec 01 - 02:12 PM

Just posted mousethief's great parody Enron-ron-ron to the Songbook. Can't beat it for a poke in the eye of the supercorps!! Well done, Alex!

-- Áine

Subject: RE: Part X - Additions to Mudcat Songbook
From: Áine
Date: 10 Dec 01 - 09:29 AM

Matthew Edwards sent in a wonderful song, Singing Voices, that he sang at the Manchester Mudcat Meet last weekend. To quote Matthew, his song '. . . celebrates the pleasure that singing bestows, and the power that there is in song to overcome troubles, and find contentment and happiness.' Exactly the sentiment behind the Mudcat Songbook!! Well done, Matthew, and thanks for sharing your song with us all.

-- Áine

Subject: RE: Part X - Additions to Mudcat Songbook
From: Amergin
Date: 13 Dec 01 - 04:22 PM

Well old Aine....i have one here for you...

Hello, Michael, It's Me

Hello, Michael, it's me
It's been a long time since I saw you last
In your uniform as you proudly marched past
M-16 on your shoulder, eyes straight ahead
As you paraded down the pavement gallant and calm
To the dark sweltering jungles of Vietnam
30 years have gone by, are you alive or are you dead?

Hello, Michael, it's me
Your young son, John, is a man full grown
Married with two wonderful sons of his own
He looks and sounds just like his dear father
From the twinkle in his eyes to his lopsided grin
From the brown in his hair to the red on his chin
The very strides he takes holds your spirt together

Hello, Michael, it's me
Your photograph is faded, weathered and worn
Happily holding the baby, when Johnny was born
Stands on a dark table stained with growing years
And your letters sit folded on my dancing breast
The words blotched and wrinkled, pages torn at the crease
Spotted with the salt drying from my tears

Hello, Michael, it's me
The christmas lights dance in the window red and green
your unopened presents sit beneath the shining tree
Can you feel the laughter in the children's joyous call
As we saunter down the pathways frozen and bare
Bearing roses through the cold snow spotted air
To find your name forever etched into a granite wall?

Goodbye, Michael, merry Christmas.
Please come home soon.

nathan tompkins

Subject: RE: Part X - Additions to Mudcat Songbook
From: Áine
Date: 13 Dec 01 - 05:42 PM

Dear Amergin,

I'm honored that you shared such a song as this with us. I can't seem to find a word that's good enough to describe how I feel about it . . . so, I'll just let your words speak for themselves.

Hello, Michael, It's Me has been placed in the Book.

Thank you, Nathan.

-- Áine

Subject: RE: Part X - Additions to Mudcat Songbook
From: Amos
Date: 23 Mar 02 - 03:17 PM

On another subject, altogether, if you ever wonder why people sometimes vanish before your very eyes, here's a partial explanation of mythic bent:

The Battle of Inner Shmuck and Inner Bitch

(Sliding steel and a nasal twang, slow rolling Country ballad style)

He was such a man, he was calm and cool,
He'd learned the rules at the oldest school,
He was funny and warm, kind and polite
The kinda guy a girl thinks about at night
The perfect foil for the perfect wench,
A dreamy, creative outer mensch!

She was fire and air mixed with light and song,
Stepping lightly and free in the noisy throng,
She was music and laughter and a dancing art,
The kind of girl could steal a wise man's heart
With a smile that would turn you like a Stilson wrench,
She was love made incarnate in an outer wench.

Well, they danced and they dreamed, and they wrote sweet prose
Like a carnation dancing with the perfect rose,
Every corner sweetened with their flashing souls,
Dancing waltzes and country and that rock and roll,
Every tear was admired, every story rhymed,
Where the mensch and the wench danced their double time.

But the time caught up with them, as time surely will,
And the rollercoaster took a little spill,
And the lights went out, and when they came back on,
It looked like the dancers and the band were gone.
She was hurt and confused, she was blinded by luck,
When she found she was talking to his inner Shmuck.

His head was whirling, he was out of time,
With a heart full of vacuum and a broken mind,
He was scrambling and slipping on a slope from hell,
Tried to ask the dog, but the dog wouldn't tell,
Just a wino crying that he oughta be rich,
He discovered that his lover was the Inner Bitch.

Well they glared and they pouted and they put up screens,
Duelling through the Aether like two pinup queens
Like a pair of cosmic wet-down Siamese
Their waves scared children and melted trees,
Every psychic on the Coast had to sit on the bench,
And there wasn't a trace of the Mensch or the Wench.

It was Cosmic tumult, like a monsoon storm,
And it rattled till the Being shook right out of the Form,
Up and down the nation folks were sleeping in,
Not daring to wake up to such a holy din!
And  soon there was no way to tell what  from which,
The Inner Shmuck all mixed up with the Inner Bitch.

Well the shaking and the glaring just kept mounting higher,
'Til it started interrupting the Ethereal Choir!
And the Choir Master frowned, with a sudden start
As a cracked chord penetrated into his heart!
Well he rolled up his sleeves, and he turned around,
And he readied himself to throw some thunder down.

And he reared back high and he leaned down low,
And he hollered out, <i>molto fortissimo!</i>
And he opened his hand, and a Cosmic Chord,
Went hurtling down toward the mortal horde,
And it shivered the timbers of every soul it struck,
Including the  Bitch and the Inner Shmuck.

Well that chord went deeper than they'd ever been,
And it touched them in places they had never seen,
And it resonated like a blast from Jove,
Like a tropic breeze over a treasure trove,
And somehow in the music, their distress was gone,
Like a bluejay whistle at the crack of dawn.

Well they looked at each other, and they'd plumb forgot
What the fuss had been, and who'd done just what,
And they looked around through their earth-bound space
And they each saw a smile on the other's face,
And they both started laughing, and slapping their knees
'Til it scared all the monkeys in the coconut trees.

It startled all the monkeys, and the ring-tail coons,
And it set a blue light dancing all around the moon,
And it set rainbows dancing in their bright tear-drops,
And they laughed even harder, 'cuz they couldn't stop!
And the Andes Peaks and the Marianas Trench
Were all shaking to the laughter of the Wench and the Mensch.

When the sun came up they had both moved on,
Or maybe they melted - but they both were gone!
And they never reappeared on that mortal plane,
With its tangled confusions and its price of pain,
But sometimes people tell me, when the wind is right,
They can still hear their laughter ringing through the night!

They can still hear the laughter, and that cosmic tune,
Painting rainbows in dewdrops, and a ring around the moon,.
 
 (Whining slide guitar fades recapitulating theme...K-Mart Girl's Chorus repeats last line several times)
 
 
 

Regards,

A

Subject: RE: Part X - Additions to Mudcat Songbook
From: GUEST,DaveP
Date: 23 Mar 02 - 03:57 PM

NOTHING EVER TOUCHES ME
By D.A.Pedder February 2002

C Em
It's not a case of black or white of yellow brown or wrong or right
Dm G
It's not a case of who should die of when or where or even why.
C Em
It's not a case of how we pray if God supports our cause today
Dm G
It's not a case of young or old or if we let the truth be told.
Am G F C
It's just a case of apathy and blindness to humanity,
F C F G C
nothing ever touches me because I stand alone
-------------------------------------------

It's not a case of good or bad or getting what we never had

It's not a case of giving in condemnation lust or sin.

It's not the wide eyed starving child or adolescents running wild.

It's not the fear to walk alone or lock the doors when I get home.

It's just a case of apathy pretending that I just don't see,

nothing ever touches me because I stand alone
------------------------------------------

It's not a case of names in stone or famous men who die alone.

It's not the toxic waste we dump or one more economic slump

It's not fanatics out to die or politicians out to lie

It's not the dealers by the schools or bureaucrats with petty rules.

It's just a case of stay aloof don't go looking for the truth,

nothing ever touches me because I stand alone
---------------------------------------------

C Em
If what we reap is what we sow I think I'd really like to know
Dm G
how to change this well laid plan and help support my fellow man
Am G F C
To put aside this apathy and blindness to humanity,
F G C
maybe then I wouldn't stand alone

copyright D.A Pedder February 2002

If anyone is interested in the song please contact me!
It is an attempt to show how we are de-sensitized by the news media and things we see around us. It was written for a competition but alas go no where!

Subject: RE: Part X - Additions to Mudcat Songbook
From: DaveP
Date: 23 Mar 02 - 04:02 PM

OOPS the last entry has squashed up my chords!

The song will definately NOT sound correct if the chords are played where shown!

If anyone is interested in a corrected version please contact me. I am a mudcatter - even though the system marked me as a GUEST!

Thanks, DaveP

Subject: RE: Part X - Additions to Mudcat Songbook
From: Áine
Date: 23 Mar 02 - 04:27 PM

Well -- looks like my 'vacation' is over ;-) OK guys, I'll be back when I've uploaded your songs to the Songbook.

-- Áine

Subject: RE: Part X - Additions to Mudcat Songbook
From: Amergin
Date: 24 Mar 02 - 01:54 PM

seems like this is an invite for spam.....

Subject: RE: Part X - Additions to Mudcat Songbook
From: Amos
Date: 24 Mar 02 - 02:57 PM

Whaddya mean, Amergin? What is an invite for spam?

A