The tract through which we passed is generally very good land, with plenty of water; and there, as well as here, the country is neither rocky nor overrun with brush-wood.
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Whose Country Is This?
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of snakes;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of many waters;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of thieves! !
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of people;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of oil;
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It is a land full of earthquakes!
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it is a land full of lovers;
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It is a land full of volcanoes!
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It is a land full of beautiful flowers;
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It is a land full of hansome men;
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It is a land full of beautiful women;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of roses;
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it is a land ruled only by men;
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It is a land without rainfall;
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It is a land ruled by a woman;
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It is a land full of corruption!
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It is a land ruled by law;
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It is a land controlled by rebels!
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It is a land full of ice;
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It is a land full of pregnant women;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of the sins of Sodom and Gomorrah!
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It is a land full of singers;
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It is a land full of troubles;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of war! !
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It is a land with the biggest cemetery in the wolrd!
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It is a land full of desert;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of trees;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of pregnant teenagers!
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of timber;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of hatred;
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It is a land full of love;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of care;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of peace;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of smokers!
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of businesses;
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It is a land full of harlots;
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It is a land full of wise people;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of idiots!
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of gold;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of cocoa;
Whose country is this?
It is a alnd full of crabs;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of evil;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of rainfalls;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of ants;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of horses;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of pigs;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of statues;
Whose country is this?
it is a land full of birds;
And so on, and so forth!
Because nature had made them so as we see them around us,
But the wise and fool live together on this earth.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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We need more people speaking out. This country is not overrun with rebels and free thinkers. It's overrun with sheep and conformists.
quote by Bill Maher
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Rocky Top
Wish that I was on ole rocky top,
Down in the tennessee hills.
Aint no smoggy smoke on rocky top,
Aint no telephone bills.
Once there was a girl on rocky top,
Half bear the other half cat.
Wild as a mink, sweet as soda pop,
I still dream about that.
Rocky top, youll always be
Home sweet home to me.
Good ole rocky top,
Rocky top tennessee, rocky top tennessee.
Once two strangers climbed on rocky top,
Lookin for a moonshine still.
Strangers aint come back from rocky top,
Guess they never will.
Corn wont grow at all on rocky top,
Dirts too rocky by far.
Thats why all the folks on rocky top
Get their corn from a jar.
Rocky top, youll always be
Home sweet home to me.
Good ole rocky top,
Rocky top tennessee, rocky top tennessee.
Now Ive had years of cramped up city life,
Trapped like a duck in a pen.
Now all I know is its a pity life
Cant be simple again.
Rocky top, youll always be
Home sweet home to me.
Good ole rocky top,
Rocky top tennessee, rocky top tennessee.
Rocky top tennessee, rocky top tennessee.
Yeah rocky top tennesee eee eee eee.
song performed by by Nitty Gritty Dirt Band
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Rainbow Country
Hey Mr Music
sure feels good to me
and I can't refuse it
what to be got to be
feel like dancing
dance cause we are free
I've got my home
in the promised land
and I feel like home
I want you to understand
Though the road is rocky
sure feels good to me
and if we're lucky
together we'll always be
Highway riding
Zion rising
Zion rising
the moon is rising
Though the road is rocky
sure feels good to me
and if we're lucky
together we'll always be
Highway riding
Zion is rising
Zion is rising
the moon is rising
Rainbow Country
Rainbow Country
Rainbow Country
It's a Rainbow Country
song performed by by Bob Marley
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Two Views Of the Same Country (Polar Opposites)
The land of plenty
The harmless country
The friendly land
That can only breed opportunity
Of 'righteous' people
Of 'open-minded' folk
The kind you talk to
While you have a smoke......
The land of sickly
The bully country
The greedy country
That can only survive on consumers
Of prejudice animals
Of close-minded folk
The kind that you poke fun at, just
For jokes..............
poem by Nick Lennert
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A Day For Thanksgiving
Today we celebrate a proclamation, to thank our Gracious Lord and God.
To thank Him all across this nation, throughout this blessed land we trod.
And we thank Him for our Salvation, while with humbled hearts we nod.
We’re set apart through Sanctification, and led by Christ’s staff and rod.
Our country’s blessed in many ways, through The Lord’s Amazing Grace.
A Grace that sustains all our days, and across all this land in every place.
It is to The Lord we give our praise, while we also humbly seek His face.
For to that land that humbly prays, God shall continue His Loving Grace.
For us this country is a land of plenty, supplied by The Loving Lord above.
He reaches down while guiding many, with His awesome Grace and Love.
And God can meet the needs of any, fitting them just like a hand in glove.
So when blessed in a land of plenty, it should be God you’re thinking of.
Our Thanksgiving Day had its start, through the decision of just one man.
It is just one day that is set apart, to express thanks throughout our land.
And thankfulness is at the heart, as we acknowledge God’s Loving Hand.
Thanks each day we should impart, until all men truly come to understand.
Our country’s birth and every nation, is conceived by our Sovereign God,
Who alone deserves all men’s praise, for His sustaining and loving Grace.
A Grace that reaches down to many, drawing them to Christ and His Love,
Until He touches every single heart, of every single man upon every land.
(Copyright ©11/2005)
Ghana
You're stealing my brothers
They're leaving for your shores
They say they search for
a greener pasture,
But motherland they abandon
Is being overrun with weed.
Who could make them see,
That it is no better over the seas
If we stay and build our own home
We can have all we could hope,
Ghana is no better land,
They have voted in good leaders
And together they have built
their home,
Citizens live happy and could cope,
Why don't we stay and build
ours too?
Stand in queue and vote in good
leaders too,
For Ghana is never a better land
They have only been blessed
with good leaders.
And they're not so far
from promised land.
poem by Efe Benjamin
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Kingdom Over the Mountain
Courts are many in the kingdom over the mountain,
Where kings have stammered over their speeches,
Where the royal palaces must conserve their strength
To fight us in the lands of many, the land of plenty.
Offered a ghostly help by his subjects,
The king is expecting melodies to surprise his court,
His is the evolution to tame a monster and a country,
Too many troops have died in the end for this country.
Always some of us stage rebellion in trampling fashion,
In work of worst strategy, and fame at last.
Then a king and a queen have departed to the hereafter,
To the land of Paradise, the bouncy one.
Plenty of people gather in strong heaps,
To cling is the best strange action
So then we learn of these royal families
To cling on the hammer of their judgement.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Impromptu
On a young girl showing me a scar on her cheek where a stick of wood struck her.
In its own place 'tis very good
Always to have plenty of wood ;
But, striking fair maid, that is rude,
And puts me in an angry mood.
poem by James McIntyre
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There are plenty of good five-cent cigars in the country. The trouble is they cost a quarter. What this country really needs is a good five-cent nickel.
quote by Franklin P. Adams
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Native Title
You are welcome to our country
When full respect is paid
To those who souls grew out from where
Their ancestors were laid
This land is our protector
This land our path in life
This land is our great comforter
This land is hurt by strife
Feel the heart that beats within it
As the seasons come and go
Feel the energy within it
From which everything does grow
This land will guide your footsteps
This land will feed you well
This land needs loving kindly
This land is not to sell
This land is just our country
This land is just our home
For its not just who owns this land
But whom this land does own.
poem by David Keig
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Oh Rain Come Agian
Oh rain, oh rain, oh rain
Come again, come again
We are scorching in the summer
Come with sudden thunder
Don't just drizzle
Little and little
But come and pour
Plenty of water
The land is dry
Animals are making cry
Temperature crossed forty five
Bees are coming out of their hive
Without water land is hell
Plants have turned pale
Oh rain. Oh rain
Come again, come again
To turn landscape green
As it ever had been
Oh rain, por water
To make earth greener
More healthier and richer
poem by Shashikant Nishant Sharma
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About Us
Water has no enemy but mankind,
I am yours and you are mine;
So never give up in waiting for my love.
I will be there for you and,
I will be the one to love you better;
Because water has no enemy but mankind,
And i will show you the land of beauty and love.
You have the golden hole and i have the golden pen,
And like Vodka and Chocolates all around us;
Because this love is all about us and,
I will lead you on to a beautiful land of love.
Cakes of fine flour mixed with oil,
I am yours and you are mine;
So try to speak to the rock to pour our its water for you.
Please, let me pass through your country of love;
Please, let me pass through youe valley of love;
For i want to love you intoto!
Because you are the one for me and,
I will show you the land of beauty and love.
I have a bottle of wine in me and,
I am ready to love you all night long;
So come and lay down your nakedness beside me my love.
Let me give you the wild water of love which,
Will make you sleep all night long;
Let me give you the green wood of love which,
Will make you love me the more;
For this love is all about us and,
I will visit your wetland of love to lead me to paradise.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Memories In The Old Brain
-the smell of water
a scent hanging in the air
a trail through parched, barren land
now greened by rain
in a time of plenty.
the taste of marrow
fresh from the cracked bone,
touched by a fire
that lights the way
to a time of plenty
the sight of a day
over savanna grass,
sight without mystery
without awe
or the art to feel the dawn
and see the light with a new eye
in a time of plenty
the sound of a wild call,
a beast
stirring the heart,
a heart yet to be gripped
by the savage's siren call
to a time of plenty.
Memories deep in my core
of scent, taste, sight, sound
water, fire, light, howl
-memories from a time undefined
-before memory shaped
light and dark into day and night
-before memory became
slave and master of time.
I am a child of these memories,
before and after.
Dancing to the rhythm of time
I am old
in a time of plenty.
poem by Ronald Shields
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Local Park
When you want a good walk
Through day or the dark,
The place to go is our local park,
The park is a pride
The finest ever seen,
Tree's and grass always ever green..
There's swings for the kids
For all girls and boys,
Sea saw and paddling pool
To fill in their joys.
There's a path walk way all the way round
If you want a good walk
And summer seats to sit if you want a good talk,
The park has a lake and plenty good sport,
Bowling on the green and tennis on the court.
There's plenty of fun
Plenty to do,
Even at the park
Good swimming pool there to,
The pool has a cafe
If you want to call in
A wee cup of tea or have a good swim.
There's cricket and football
A horse riding track,
And even a good golf course
It's way round the back.
So here is our park
That's full of good pride,
Were ducks swim the water
And kids play the slide
poem by Gerald Follis Lurgan
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The hijol* tree’s shade
Her fault was she had been to the river to look at herself
The god of the river took her down to the water and that’s that
The one who jumped in to bring her from the water
Had a boat of ejar* wood and his calves too were ejar-hued
Leaving boat and oar meandering under water
The light house of truth glimmered in the distance easy as a straight line
Exhausted swimming as they got out of water on to land
Under the shade of the hijol by the river they looked at their eyes
The colour of breath under water was green on land it’s like land
The shade of the hijol hides all unwritten annals of the earth
***
* The Indian oak, Barringtonia acutangula.
* A species of timber tree, Lagerstroemia reginae.
(Translated from Assamese by Prof. Pradip Acharya)
poem by Kushal Dutta
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Rocky Mountain High
This song appears on twenty-one albums, and was first released on the rocky mountain high album. this version has also been released on this is john denver, the country roads collection and the
Mountain collection albums. it has been rerecorded on the greatest hits vol 1, take me home country roads & other hits, favourites, voice of america, john denver (italian) and country class
Lbums. it has been rerecorded again on the earth songs, the very best of john denver (single cd), a portrait and the john denver collection - rocky mountain high albums. it has been rerecorded a
On the love again and a celebration of life albums. live versions also appear on the an evening with john denver, live at the sydney opera house, the wildlife concert and the best of john denver
Albums.
He was born in the summer of his 27th year
Comin home to a place hed never been before
He left yesterday behind him, you might say he was born again
You might say he found a key for every door
When he first came to the mountains his life was far away
On the road and hangin by a song
But the strings already broken and he doesnt really care
It keeps changin fast and it dont last for long
But the colorado rocky mountain high
Ive seen it rainin fire in the sky
The shadow from the starlight is softer than a lullabye
Rocky mountain high (high colorado) rocky mountain high (high colorado)
He climbed cathedral mountains, he saw silver clouds below
He saw everything as far as you can see
And they say he got crazy once, and he tried to touch the sun
And he lost a friend but kept his memory
Now he walks in quiet solitude the forests and the streams
Seeking grace in every step he takes
His sight has turned inside himself to try and understand
The serenity of a clear blue mountain lake
And the colorado rocky mountain high
Ive seen it rainin fire in the sky
You can talk to God and listen to the casual reply
Rocky mountain high (high colorado) rocky mountain high (high colorado)
Now his life is full of wonder but his heart still knows some fear
Of a simple thing he cannot comprehend
Why they try to tear the mountains down to bring in a couple more
More people, more scars upon the land
And the colorado rocky mountain high
Ive seen it rainin fire in the sky
I know hed be a poorer man if he never saw an eagle fly
Rocky mountain high
Its a colorado rocky mountain high
Ive seen it rainin fire in the sky
Friends around the campfire and everybodys high
Rocky mountain high (high colorado) rocky mountain high (high colorado)
Rocky mountain high (high colorado) rocky mountain high do de do
Words by john denver, music by john denver and mike taylor
song performed by by John Denver
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Rocky Racoon
Now somewhere in the black mountain hills of dakota
There lived a young boy named rocky raccoon
And one day his woman ran off with another guy
Hit young rocky in the eye, rocky didnt like that
He said Im gonna get that boy
So one day he walked into town
Booked himself a room in the local saloon
Rocky raccoon checked into his room
Only to find gideons bible
Rocky had come equipped with a gun
To shoot off the legs of his rival
His rival it seems had broken his dreams
By stealing the girl of his fancy
Her name was magil and she called herself lil
But everyone knew her as nancy
Now she and her man who called himself dan
Were in the next room at the hoe down
Rocky burst in and grinning a grin
He said danny boy this is a showdown
But daniel was hot - he drew first and shot
And rocky collapsed in the corner
Now the doctor came in stinking of gin
And proceeded to lie on the table
He said rocky you met your match
And rocky said, doc its only a scratch
And Ill be better, Ill be better doc as soon as I am able
Now rocky raccoon he fell back in his room
Only to find gideons bible
Gideon checked out and he left it no doubt
To help with good rockys revival
song performed by by Beatles
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O Jamaica
O Jamaica
How I missed you
Your easy gait
Mangoes and pears
I left your majestic hills
And clean sea breeze
Songs of the humming birds
Dub poets
And breadfruit trees
O Jamaica
I missed your reggae rythms
Bungo sounds
And Natty
I left for a land I knew not
A land of plenty
Was it for wealth?
Was it for pride?
No!
For knowledge, maybe
Yet I am empty
O Jamaica
I missed your beaches
And Negril
Sitting on stones reasoning
Now I get you Peter Tosh
And Muta is right too
Hardly a day goes by
That I do not think of you
It's not physical
Just an inexplicable pain
One that holds no hope
Without the LORD
I could not cope
O Jamaica
How I missed you
When will I see you again?
Dance with you again?
Land of wood and water
'No problem people'
People of hospitality
Of clean water
Where the sun never sleep
Snow-less land
Land without debt collectors
Twenty five years since I left your shores
But it feels like sixty
Twenty five years since we walk and play
But it feels like sixty
Twenty five years since I saw granny's tomb
But it feels like sixty
How are the dandelions?
Is Blue Mountain still blue?
And how is Kingston
And Montego Bay?
O Jamaica!
poem by Buxton Shippy
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Sick and Tired
I'm sick and tired of
people being sick and tired
this country needs more exercise
definitely less 'self-help'
definitely more helping others
i don't season my life with
bitterness, thinking that
it'll taste better.
have they ever had candy?
or ice cream
or a nice warm prime rib?
(vegetarians, I am still
speaking metaphorically)
or is life a chef
hiding behind a door?
or a paper hat-wearing bitter teenager
flipping your burger
and spitting on it?
i say
it's a free country
it's the u. s. of a.
it's still the land of opportunity
the land of plenty (sometimes too much)
and the Garden of Eden
poem by Justin Tang
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