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excellent!
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cuz he's 'tha man! ♥
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Originally released as "Untitled" this is "Nothing is Written"
I came home Like a stone And I fell heavy into your arms These days of dust Which we've known Will blow away with this new sun |
Queen of my Double Wide Trailer
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♥ this, yum!
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can you be in love with a song?
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Not an official video, but a haunting artistic interpretation of an achingly beautiful song. |
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maybe the best cover ever
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Sinatra......
New York New York -- Frank Sinatra with Tony Bennett Start spreading the news, I'm leaving today I want to be a part of it - New York, New York These vagabond shoes, are are longing to stray Right through the very heart of it - New York, New York I wanna wake up in a city that doesn't sleep And find I'm king of the hill - top of the heap These little town blues, are melting away I'll make a brand new start of it - in old New York If i can make it there, I'll make it anywhere It's up to you - New York, New York New York, New York I want to wake up in a city that never sleeps And find I'm a number one, top of the list King of the hill, a number one These little town blues, are melting away And I'm gonna make a brand new start of it - in old New York And if i can make it there, I'm gonna make it anywhere It's up to you - New York New York New York ~Theo~ :winky::listening::bouquet: |
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so then of course i have to go watch my crush do his thang... :awww: hey R?? i think i'm gonna pretend Beener is the one who called & serenaded me yesterday. Yup!! |
From 1973......like it was yesterday....
Wildflower -- Skylark She's faced the hardest times you could imagine, And many times her eyes fought back the tears. And when her youthful world was about to fall in Each time her slender shoulders bore the weight of all her fears, and her sorrow no one hears, still rings in midnight silence, in her ears... Let her cry, for she's a Lady Let her dream, for she's a Child Let the rain fall down upon her She's a free and gentle flower, growing wild. And if by chance, I should hold her, Let me hold her for a time; But if allowed just one possession, I would pick her from the garden, to be mine. Be careful how you touch her, for she will waken; and sleep's the only freedom that she knows. And when you walk into her eyes, you won't believe; The way she's always payin' for a debt she never owed, and the silent wind still blows, that only she can hear, And so, she goes. Let her cry, for she's a Lady Let her dream, for she's a Child Let the rain fall down upon her She's a free and gentle flower, growing wild. ~Theo~ :winky::listening::bouquet: |
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joining the *wild* theme
[nomedia="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DIkpqdjU-qo"]YouTube - Michael Martin Murphey's WILDFIRE - Classic 1975 - Slideshow Tribute[/nomedia]
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This one's for United States Labor and the Unions!!!
Standing in Solidarity with the Wisconsin State Employees Union!!! Your fight is OUR fight!!!! :clap::thumbsup: 40 Hour Week -- Alabama There are people in this country who work hard every day Not for fame or fortune do they strive But the fruits of their labor are worth more than their pay And it's time a few of them were recognized Hello Detroit auto worker, let me thank you for your time You work a forty hour week for a livin', just to send it on down the line Hello Pittsburgh steel mill worker, let me thank you for your time You work a forty hour week for a livin', just to send it on down the line This is for the one who swings the hammer, driving home the nail For the one behind the counter, ringing up the sales For the one who fights the fires, the one who brings the mail For everyone who works behind the scenes You can see them every morning in the factories and the fields In the city streets and the quiet country towns Working together like spokes inside a wheel They keep this country turning around Hello Kansas wheat field farmer, let me thank you for your time You work a forty hour week for a livin', just to send it on down the line Hello West Virginia coal miner, let me thank you for your time You work a forty hour week for a livin', just to send it on down the line This is for the one who drives the big rig, up and down the road For the one out in the warehouse, bringing in the load For the waitress, the mechanic, the policeman on patrol For everyone who works behind the scenes With a spirit you can't replace with no machine Hello America let me thank you for your time ~Theo~ :winky::listening::bouquet:....Women's/Fair Practices Coordinator and Hybrid Title 38 Vice President, Local 1224, 12th District, American Federation of Government Employees (AFGE) http://i707.photobucket.com/albums/w...m/00256593.jpg |
I said I'd give up my life for just one kiss. I'd live for your smile and die for your kiss.
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wanted to post Cleo Lane's version, but it isn't on YouTube
if you dance, the stops here ... awesome places to play with a partner |
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For you.
Eres el ritmo en mi cancion
Eres la chispa que me enciende |
because it was all she wanted ...
for Dolores, as she requested, we played this at her service Saturday. She was not a religious person, yet found solace in the harp, in the voice, in the words. In the hope ...
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Hy has a big ego...I love the Prick's ego
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This.
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And this.
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The Cowboy In Me by Tim McGraw
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NIN the hand that feeds
[nomedia="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xwhBRJStz7w"]YouTube - Nine Inch Nails - The Hand That Feeds[/nomedia]
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You gotta see this little thing... wow!
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