10 Jun 15 - 04:54 PM (#3715872) Subject: Lyr Req: Tom dot com From: GUEST I have partial recording from Ireland about dating on the internet. I think it may be called Tom Dot Com. The first lines are Oh come all you lads that surf the net and listen unto me, For I fell in with bad company in virtual reality. Anyone know the lyrics and who wrote it? |
10 Jun 15 - 05:03 PM (#3715877) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Tom dot com From: MartinRyan Written by Eugene Lambe, a Dubliner exiled in Kinvara (like meself!) - piper, pipemaker, singer, songwriter, sailor, boatbuilder.... If nobody comes up with the words, I'll have a word with him. Regards |
11 Jun 15 - 04:32 AM (#3715957) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Tom dot com From: GUEST Many thanks for the info. Hope to get the words for this great song. Cheers Ken |
11 Jun 15 - 12:34 PM (#3716050) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Tom dot com From: GUEST Refresh |
12 Jun 15 - 06:43 AM (#3716178) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Tom dot com From: MartinRyan Aaaaaargh! I've just met Eugene Lambe - who promised to email me the words to Tom Dot Com but disclaimed all responsibility for writing them! He says it was written by Maurice Leyden, a fine Northern Ireland singer who is also a friend of mine, as it happens. Apologies for the confusion re authorship - I'll make doubly sure to post the words ASAP! Regards |
13 Jun 15 - 03:45 AM (#3716326) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Tom dot com From: GUEST Thanks. I am going on holiday abroad for three weeks and will catch up when I get back Thanks again Ken |
13 Jun 15 - 06:22 PM (#3716439) Subject: Lyr Add: TOM.COM / TOM DOT COM (Maurice Leyden) From: MartinRyan Here's the words, as provided by Eugene: ___________________________________________ TOM.COM Melody The Homes of Donegal Come all you lads who surf the net and listen unto me For I fell in bad company in virtual reality I loved her electronically, she was the icon of my life And every night I took great delight in surfing for a wife One night upon the internet a site I chanced to access I spied a dame with no user name and she asked for my address This female sent me an email all the way from @. iol And sure I replied call me Tom.Com! for that is the protocol I knocked on my love's Windows and she asked me to come in And every night we took great delight in committing Mortal Sin All night long we'd browse and carouse until darkness began to fade And sure I fell head over heels in love with my charming Virtual Maid She's a beauty queen with eyes of green, this vision on my screen She's one of God's finest creatures that ever has been seen You could hunt the net from here to Tibet, yet no one could match her fame And I bless the day that I happened to stray on that dame with no user name I asked her would she marry me but she said that ne'er could be For she had got a laptop lad networked to her PC She said he'd surf home soon again and true she would remain Till she would wed in his domain and change her user name Well now my lads the news is bad I'm cut down in my prime For a virus struck and it brought bad luck - I'm left in terminal decline They said it was the VD - U's, I could no longer see And my love went down with system shut down and that was the end for me So now my lads who surf the net and go from site to site Don't stray too far from your own home page don't stay up late at night For I was born an only son and my parents called me Tom But I died a Virtual Lover - remember Tom.Com Regards |
19 Jul 15 - 06:59 AM (#3724737) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Tom dot com From: MartinRyan Refresh |
19 Jul 15 - 10:12 AM (#3724776) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Tom dot com From: GUEST Many thanks for this Martin. Much appreciated. Great song |
19 Jul 15 - 10:14 AM (#3724777) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Tom dot com From: GUEST Oops also many thanks to Eugene for writing a great song and for providing the words |
20 Jul 15 - 04:20 AM (#3724936) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Tom dot com From: The Sandman very amusing |