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PILGRIM CHAPTER 33

See him wasted on the sidewalk in his jacket and his jeans,
Wearin' yesterday's misfortunes like a smile--
Once he had a future full of money, love, and dreams,
Which he spent like they was goin' outa style--
And he keeps right on a'changin' for the better or the worse,
Searchin' for a shrine he's never found--
Never knowin' if believin' is a blessin' or a curse,
Or if the goin' up was worth the comin' down--

CHORUS:
He's a poet, he's a picker--
He's a prophet, he's a pusher--
He's a pilgrim and a preacher, and a problem when he's stoned--
He's a walkin' contradiction, partly truth and partly fiction,
Takin' ev'ry wrong direction on his lonely way back home.

He has tasted good and evil in your bedrooms and your bars,
And he's traded in tomorrow for today--
Runnin' from his devils, Lord, and reachin' for the stars,
And losin' all he's loved along the way--
But if this world keeps right on turnin' for the better or the worse,
And all he ever gets is older and around--
From the rockin' of the cradle to the rollin' of the hearse,
The goin' up was worth the comin' down--

CHORUS
He's a poet, he's a picker--
He's a prophet, he's a pusher--
He's a pilgrim and a preacher, and a problem when he's stoned--
He's a walkin' contradiction, partly truth and partly fiction,
Takin' ev'ry wrong direction on his lonely way back home.

There's a lotta wrong directions on that lonely way back home.
 

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pirate56 said:
Jimmy Buffet, A Pirate looks at 40
"The cannons don't thunder, there's nothing to Plunder!"
NO Dude,,,,thats my song!
"Made enough money ta buy Miami but I pissed it away too fast":D
 

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pirate56 said:
Me Too!!! dont mention the rest of the song!!!
HAHAHA,,, no doubt!;):D
 

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well ..... there was this barmaid once who used to punch up "You're so Vain" every single D__n time I walked into my favorite bar. Never could figger out why she did that, so I guess it doesn't count.

When I was doing the Radio thing I used to sign off with "My Way" by Frank Sinatra every Saturday night, ( Eventually got fired for doing it, but that was my third job and I needed a break anyway, the other two kept me busy enough). So I guess that might be it.

Lupe, your choice comes too close for comfort, but most of it fits just about right.

Update: The wife just asked what I was doing so I read this to her!

She's still laughing at me, but she says it's Sinatra and "My Way"!

Said everyone KNOWS THAT!

Who am I to argue?
 

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My wife once told me that the Eagle's song Desperado fit my personality. I guess there is some truth to it.

Desperado, why don't you come to your senses?
You been out ridin' fences for so long now,
Oh, you're a hard one, I know that you got your reasons,
These things that are pleasin' you can hurt you somehow.

Don't you draw the queen of diamonds, boy, she'll beat you if she's able.
You know the queen of hearts is always your best bet.
Now it seems to me some fine things have been laid upon your table,
But you only want the ones you can't get.
Desperado, oh, you ain't gettin' no younger,
Your pain and your hunger, they're drivin' you home,
And freedom, oh freedom, well, that's just some people talkin'
Your prison is walkin' through this world all alone.

Don't your feet get cold in the wintertime?
The sky won't snow and the sun won't shine,
It's hard to tell the nighttime from the day.
You're losin' all your highs and lows,
Ain't it funny how the feelin' goes away?

Desperado, why don't you come to your senses?
Come down from your fences, open the gate
It may be rainin', but there's a rainbow above you.
You better let somebody love you,
Let somebody love you.
You better let somebody love you,
before it's too late.
 

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"Soul to Sqeeze" Red Hot Chili Peppers
 

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Mama Don't Let Your Babies Grow Up To Be Cowboys

" Mama Don't Let Your Babies Grow Up To Be Cowboys"

Mama don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys
Don't let 'em pick guitars and drive them old trucks
Make 'em be doctors and lawyers and such
Mama don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys
They'll never stay home and they're always alone
Even with someone they love

Cowboys ain't easy to love and they're harder to hold
And they'd rather give you a song then diamonds or gold
Lonestar(Trophy) belt buckles and old faded Levi's (WRANGLERS) each night begins a new day
And if you don't understand him and he don't die young
He'll probly just ride away

Cowboys like smokey old pool rooms and clear mountian moringin's
Little warm puppies and children and girls of the night
And them that don't know him won't like him
And them that do sometimes won't know how to take him
He ain't wrong he's just different
but his pride won't let him do things to make you think he's right

Mama don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys
Don't let 'em pick guitars and drive them old trucks
Make 'em be doctors and lawyers and such
 

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JETHRO TULL

"Too Old To Rock 'n' Roll: Too Young To Die"

The old Rocker wore his hair too long,
wore his trouser cuffs too tight.
Unfashionable to the end --- drank his ale too light.
Death's head belt buckle --- yesterday's dreams ---
the transport caf' prophet of doom.
Ringing no change in his double-sewn seams
in his post-war-babe gloom.

Now he's too old to Rock'n'Roll but he's too young to die.

He once owned a Harley Davidson and a Triumph Bonneville.
Counted his friends in burned-out spark plugs
and prays that he always will.
But he's the last of the blue blood greaser boys
all of his mates are doing time:
married with three kids up by the ring road
sold their souls straight down the line.
And some of them own little sports cars
and meet at the tennis club do's.
For drinks on a Sunday --- work on Monday.
They've thrown away their blue suede shoes.

Now they're too old to Rock'n'Roll and they're too young to die.

So the old Rocker gets out his bike
to make a ton before he takes his leave.
Up on the A1 by Scotch Corner
just like it used to be.
And as he flies --- tears in his eyes ---
his wind-whipped words echo the final take
and he hits the trunk road doing around 120
with no room left to brake.

And he was too old to Rock'n'Roll but he was too young to die.
No, you're never too old to Rock'n'Roll if you're too young to die.
 

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This is the Beatle song my daughter selected for us to have the father/daughter dance at her wedding last year.

There are places I remember,
all my life, though some have changed
some forever not for better,
some have gone, and some remain,
all these places have their moments,
with lovers and friends, I still can recall,
some are dead and some are living,
In My Life, I've loved them all

But of all these friends and lovers,
there is no one, compares with you,
and these memories lose thier meaning,
when I think of love, as something new
though I know I'll never lose affection,
for people and things, that went before
I know I'll often stop and think about them,
In My Life, I love you more

though I know I'll never lose affection,
for people and things, that went before
I know I'll often stop and think about them,
In My Life, I love you more

In My Life, I love you more...
 

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Sweet choice, Custer. That dance must have been a pretty emotional experience.
 

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Garden Party - Ricky Nelson
 
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