A Dog's Tale for M' lady Ernestine
A dog’s tale
A small dog shows his loyalty
he sleeps beside his master grave.
By his own choice he is quite free
to seek the home he does not have.
He leaves his post by morning light
and sallies forth in search of food.
Where he is greeted with delight
by children from the neighbourhood.
Polite and friendly he’ll accept
what ever scraps may come his way.
The people know by night he slept
beside his masters grave, he lay.
This duty although self imposed
he carried out until he died
Though no one at that time supposed
his fame would spread, become world wide.
Granted freedom of the city
by order of the Lord Provost.
A reward for his constancy
an honour very few can boast.
Epitome of loyalty
this small dog earned his world wide fame.
By keeping vigil faithfully.
Grey Friars Bobby was his name.
His statue stands for all to see.
Today keeps vigil in his stead
but Bobby has gone hopefully
to lie beside his master’s bed.
The tourists come from far and wide
to view his statue and to see
the place where Bobby lived and died
in Greyfriars cemetery.
27-Jan-08
poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Just A Friendly Small Dog
Just a small brown and white jack russell with a stub for a tail
Yet when it comes to trust and loyalty his master he never fail
One who will never know of canine renown
Yet to his mentor he is the best dog in the town
With a ball or a stick he loves for to play
Just a friendly terrier friendly in every way
Yet his master with his life he'd defend
'Tis true what is said of a four legged friend
Respect for his master in love and devotion he does pay
At the gate to greet him home from work every day
With wagging stumpy tail and an excited bark
As if to say master take me to fetch ball in the park
Just a friendly small dog with a stump of a tail
But when it comes to devotion and loyalty he never does fail.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Me And Bobby McGee
Busted flat in Baton Rouge
Headin' for the train
Feelin' nearly faded as my jeans
Bobby thumbed a diesel down
Just before it rained
Took us all away to New Orleans
I took my harpoon out of my dirty red bandana
And was blowin' sad while Bobby sang the blues
With those windshield wipers slappin' time
And Bobby clappin' hands we finally
Sung up every song that driver knew
Freedom's just another word
For nothin' left to lose
Nothin' ain't worth nothin
But it's free
Feelin' good was easy Lord
When Bobby sang the blues
Feelin' good was good enough for me
Good enough for me and Bobby McGee
From the coalmines of Kentucky
To the California sun
Bobby shared the secrets of my soul
Standin' right beside me Lord
Through every thing I done
Every night she kept me from the cold
Then somewhere near Salinas Lord
I let her slip away
Searchin' for the home
I hope she'll find
And I'd give all my tomorrows
For a single yesterday
Holdin' Bobby's body close to mine
Freedom's just another word
For nothin' left to lose
Nothin' ain't worth nothin
But it's free
Feelin' good was easy Lord
When Bobby sang the blues
Feelin' good was good enough for me
Good enough for me and Bobby McGee
song performed by by Gordon Lightfoot
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Bobby's Arms
(Dolly Parton)
Bobby's arms, they are warm when he holds me
Bobby's arms always comfort and console me
When I'm in his arms held tight
I know everything's alright
Just as long as I'm inside bobby's arms
Chorus:
Bobby's arms always welcome me inside
Bobby's arms always hold me when I cry
Bobby's arms are my shelter from life's storms
And I feel so safe in Bobby's arms
Bobby's arms, they are strong but they're tender
Bobby's arms reach for me and I surrender
When he reaches out for me, I'm never out of reach
And I always want to be in Bobby's arms
Repeat Chorus
song performed by by Dolly Parton
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Me & Bobby Mc Gee
Demo (take 5) 20 07 1970
S130 is not on. not that i'm playin' that great but still in all i oughta be able to hear it, y'know what i mean ?
Are you hearing it now ?
No. now. it's too loud. i can't play that good. am i havin' some of that texas accent back ?
I hope so.
But i always sound like this, man, i hear myself on tape i always sound like this.
Take 5.
God! shall i start that way ? ready ?
Over to you baby.
Busted flat in baton rouge, waiting for a train
And i's feelin' nearly as faded as my jeans.
Bobby thumbed a diesel down just before it rained,
It rode us all the way in to new orleans.
I pulled my harpoon out of my dirty red bandanna,
An' i's playin' soft while bobby sang the blues, yeah.
Windshield wipers slapping time, i was holding bobby's hand in mine,
We sang every song that driver knew.
Freedom is just another word for nothing left to lose,
Nothing don't mean nothing honey if it ain't free.
Yeah, an' feeling good was easy, lord, bobby sang the blues,
You know feeling good was good enough for me, hmm mm,
Good enough for me and my bobby mcgee.
From the kentucky coal mines to the california sun,
Bobby shared the secrets of my soul.
Through all kinds of weather, through everything that we done,
Said bobby baby, he kept me from the cold.
One day up near salinas, lord, i let him slip away,
But he was lookin' for that home and i hope he finds it.
But i'd trade all of my tomorrows for one single yesterday
To be holdin' bobby's body next to mine.
Freedom's just another word for nothing left to lose,
Nothing, that's all that bobby left me, yeah.
Feelin' good was easy, lord, bobby he sang the blues,
I said feeling good was good enough for me, hmm mm,
It's good enough for me and my bobby mcgee.
La la la, la la la la, la la la, la la la la
La la la la la bobby mcgee.
La la la la la, la la la la la
La la la la la la, bobby mcgee.
La la la, la la la la la la,
La la la, la la la la la la,
Na na na na na na na na, bobby mcgee, yeah.
Na na na na na na na na, na na na na,
Na na na na na na na na, na na na na,
Hey now bobby lord, bobby mcgee, yeah.
Hell, i'm calling my lover, calling my man,
I said i'm calling my lover, i do the best i can,
I said now c'mon,bobby now, come on bobby mcgee, yeah.
Lordy, lordy, lordy, lordy, lordy, lordy, lordy lord
Hey, hey, hey, bobby mcgee, yeah!
That's when somebody else has to take over.
song performed by by Janis Joplin
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Me & Bobby McGee
Busted flat it baton rouge, headin' for the trains
Feelin' nearly faded as my jeans
Bobby thumbed a diesel down, just before it rained
Took us all the way to new orleans.
I took my harpoon out of my old dirty red bandana
I was playin' sad while bobby sang the blues
With those windshield wipers slappin' time
And bobbys clappin hands we finally
Sang up every song that driver knew.
Oh oh oh freedom's just another word
For nothin' left to lose
And nothin' ain't worth nothin', but its free
Oh oh oh feelin' good was easy, lord
When bobby sang the blues
Im feeling good was good enough for me, bobby mcgee.
From the coal mines of kentucky to the california sun
Bobby shared the secrets of my soul
Standing right beside me, lord, through everything id done
And every night she kept me from the cold
Then somewhere near salinas, lord
I let her slip away
Looking for that home and I hope shell find
I'll trade all of my tomorrows for a single yesterday
Holdin' bobby's body next to mine.
Oh, oh, oh, freedom's just another word
For nothin' left to lose
And nothin' left was all she left for me
Oh, oh, oh, feelin' good was easy, lord
When bobby sang the blues
Feeling good was good enough for me & by mcgee.
Oh, oh, oh, freedom's just another word
For nothin' left to lose
And nothin' ain't worth nothin', but its free
Oh, oh, oh, feelin' good was easy, lord
song performed by by Kenny Rogers
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Me And Bobby McGee
Busted flat it Baton Rouge, waitin' for a train
When I was feelin' nearly as faded as my jeans
Well, Bobby thumbed a diesel down, just before it rained
Rode us all the way to New Orleans.
Well, I pulled my harpoon out of my dirty red bandana
I was playin' soft while Bobby sang the blues
Windshield wipers slappin' time
I's holding Bobby's hand in mine
We sang every song that driver knew.
Freedom's just another word
For nothin' left to lose
And nothin' ain't worth nothin'
But it ain't free
Feelin' good was easy, Lord
When he sang the blues
You know, feeling good was good enough for me
Good enough for me and by Bobby McGee.
From the Kentucky coalmine to the California Sun
Where Bobby shared the secrets of my soul
Through all kinds of weather, through everything we done
Yea, Bobby baby kept me from the cold
Then one day near Salinas, Lord
I let him slip away
He's looking for that home and I hope he finds it
Yea, I'd trade all of my tomorrows for a single yesterday
To be holdin' Bobby's body next to mine.
Freedom's just another word
For nothin' left to lose
And nothin' ain't worth nothin'
But it ain't free
Feelin' good was easy, Lord
When he sang the blues
You know, feeling good was good enough for me
Good enough for me and by Bobby McGee.
song performed by by LeAnn Rimes
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Me & Bobby Mcgee
(kristofferson/foster)
Busted flat in baton rouge
Headin for the train
Feelin nearly faded as my jeans
Bobby thumbed a diesel down
Just before it rained
Took us all the way to new orleans
I took my harpoon out of my dirty red bandanna
I was blowin sad while bobby sang the blues
With them windshield wipers slappin time
And bobby clappin hands
We finally sang up every song that driver knew
Freedoms just another word for nothin left to lose
And nothin aint worth nothin but its free
Feelin good was easy, lord, when bobby sang the blues
Buddy, that was good enough for me
Good enough for me and bobby mcgee
From the coal mines of kentucky
To the california sun
Bobby shared the secrets of my soul
Standin right beside me
Through everything Ive done
And every night he kept me from the cold
Then somewhere near salinas
I let him slip away
Lookin for the home I hope hell find
And Ill trade all my tomorrows for a single yesterday
Holdin bobbys body next to mine
Freedoms just another word for nothin left to lose
And nothin aint worth nothin but its free
Feelin good was easy, lord, when bobby sang the blues
Buddy, that was good enough for me
Good enough for me and bobby mcgee
Enough for me and bobby mcgee
Good enough for me and my bobby mcgee
I let him slip away
Lookin for the home I hope he finds
Enough for me and my bobby mcgee
Enough for me and my bobby mcgee, yeah
song performed by by Olivia Newton-John
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The World Has Grown So Grey
THE world has grown so grey, love,
The weary world so wide;
And autumn seems to stay, love—
'T was autumn when you died.
And everything is strange and new,
For all my world has died with you—
It lacks the light you gave.
And sad-eyed dusk awaits alway,
And the nights wedge in the narrow day
Like the walls of an open grave!
It was so cruel to go, love,
To leave me at your grave;
For Death can never know, love,
How hard 't is to be brave.
Sometimes I smile, my tears between,
For I see the still-born Might-Have-Been
That to your breast you've ta'en.
But memory wakes with a sudden start,
And the naked truth knells at my heart—
And the world grows grey again!
poem by Arthur Henry Adams
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Me & Bobby Mcgee
Busted flat in baton rouge
Headin for the train
Feelin nearly faded as my jeans
Bobby thumbed a diesel down
Just before it rained
Took us all away to new orleans
I took my harpoon out of my dirty red bandana
And was blowin sad while bobby sang the blues
With those windshield wipers slappin time
And bobby clappin hands we finally
Sung up every song that driver knew
Freedoms just another word
For nothin left to lose
Nothin aint worth nothin
But its free
Feelin good was easy lord
When bobby sang the blues
Feelin good was good enough for me
Good enough for me and bobby mcgee
From the coalmines of kentucky
To the california sun
Bobby shared the secrets of my soul
Standin right beside me lord
Through every thing I done
Every night she kept me from the cold
Then somewhere near salinas lord
I let her slip away
Searchin for the home
I hope shell find
And Id give all my tomorrows
For a single yesterday
Holdin bobbys body close to mine
Freedoms just another word
For nothin left to lose
Nothin aint worth nothin
But its free
Feelin good was easy lord
When bobby sang the blues
Feelin good was good enough for me
Good enough for me and bobby mcgee
song performed by by Gordon Lightfoot
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Bobby And The Boys
Orbison/buie
It's been so long since you dropped by the store
You're still as pretty as you were before
You've still got personality and poise
You were always such a hit with me and the boys
What - you need some candy
A magazine, some toys
To take back home
To bobby and the boys
Yes i remember bobby
Mr. popularity
Do you ever tell him
How it was with you and me?
Here, take the candy
There'll be no charge for the toys
And give my best
To bobby and the boys
As i lock up, there my baby goes
How much i love that girl, nobody knows
Guess i'll go out to bright lights and noise
While she goes home to bobby and the boys
While she goes home to bobby and the boys
song performed by by Roy Orbison
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Me Bobby Mc Gee
Demo (take 5) 20 07 1970
S130 is not on. not that Im playin that great but still in all I oughta be able to hear it, yknow what I mean ?
Are you hearing it now ?
No. now. its too loud. I cant play that good. am I havin some of that texas accent back ?
I hope so.
But I always sound like this, man, I hear myself on tape I always sound like this.
Take 5.
God! shall I start that way ? ready ?
Over to you baby.
Busted flat in baton rouge, waiting for a train
And is feelin nearly as faded as my jeans.
Bobby thumbed a diesel down just before it rained,
It rode us all the way in to new orleans.
I pulled my harpoon out of my dirty red bandanna,
An is playin soft while bobby sang the blues, yeah.
Windshield wipers slapping time, I was holding bobbys hand in mine,
We sang every song that driver knew.
Freedom is just another word for nothing left to lose,
Nothing dont mean nothing honey if it aint free.
Yeah, an feeling good was easy, lord, bobby sang the blues,
You know feeling good was good enough for me, hmm mm,
Good enough for me and my bobby mcgee.
From the kentucky coal mines to the california sun,
Bobby shared the secrets of my soul.
Through all kinds of weather, through everything that we done,
Said bobby baby, he kept me from the cold.
One day up near salinas, lord, I let him slip away,
But he was lookin for that home and I hope he finds it.
But Id trade all of my tomorrows for one single yesterday
To be holdin bobbys body next to mine.
Freedoms just another word for nothing left to lose,
Nothing, thats all that bobby left me, yeah.
Feelin good was easy, lord, bobby he sang the blues,
I said feeling good was good enough for me, hmm mm,
Its good enough for me and my bobby mcgee.
La la la, la la la la, la la la, la la la la
La la la la la bobby mcgee.
La la la la la, la la la la la
La la la la la la, bobby mcgee.
La la la, la la la la la la,
La la la, la la la la la la,
Na na na na na na na na, bobby mcgee, yeah.
Na na na na na na na na, na na na na,
Na na na na na na na na, na na na na,
Hey now bobby lord, bobby mcgee, yeah.
Hell, Im calling my lover, calling my man,
I said Im calling my lover, I do the best I can,
I said now cmon,bobby now, come on bobby mcgee, yeah.
Lordy, lordy, lordy, lordy, lordy, lordy, lordy lord
Hey, hey, hey, bobby mcgee, yeah!
Thats when somebody else has to take over.
song performed by by Janis Joplin
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Bobby & The Boys
Orbison/buie
Its been so long since you dropped by the store
Youre still as pretty as you were before
Youve still got personality and poise
You were always such a hit with me and the boys
What - you need some candy
A magazine, some toys
To take back home
To bobby and the boys
Yes I remember bobby
Mr. popularity
Do you ever tell him
How it was with you and me?
Here, take the candy
Therell be no charge for the toys
And give my best
To bobby and the boys
As I lock up, there my baby goes
How much I love that girl, nobody knows
Guess Ill go out to bright lights and noise
While she goes home to bobby and the boys
While she goes home to bobby and the boys
song performed by by Roy Orbison
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Me & Bobby Mcgee
Busted flat in baton rouge, waitin for a train,
Feeling nearly faded as my jeans,
Bobby flagged a diesel down, just before it rained,
Took us all the way to new orleans.
I took my harp on out of my dirty red bandanna,
I was blowin sad while bobby sang the blues,
With them windshield wipers slappin time, bobby clappin hands,
We sang every song that driver knew.
Freedoms just another word for nothin left to do.
Nothin aint worth nothin but its free.
Feelin good was easy lord, when bobby sang the blues.
Feelin good was good enough for me, good enough for me and bobby mcgee.
From the coal mines of kentucky to the california sun,
Bobby shared the secrets of my soul,
Standing right beside me, lord, in everything I done,
Bobbys body kept me from the cold.
Then somewhere near salinas, lord, I let her slip away,
Lookin for that home, I hope she finds,
And Id trade all my tomorrows for a single yesterday
Holding bobbys body close to mine.
Freedoms just another word for nothin left to lose.
Nothin was all she left for me.
Feelin good was easy lord, when bobby sang the blues.
Feelin good was good enough for me, good enough for me and bobby mcgee.
Freedoms just another word for nothin left to do.
Nothin aint worth nothin but its free.
Feelin good was easy lord, when bobby sang the blues.
Feelin good was good enough for me, good enough for me and bobby mcgee.
song performed by by Grateful Dead
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World Wide
World wide
People are waiting for the arrival of spring
World wide people are celebrating Easter
The Easter egg is a sign of fertility
World wide people are waiting for God’s arrival
World wide is in trouble
I hope if anybody can fix it
Will have to be God alone
World wide
You hear about our peace keepers being sent to Afghanistan
World wide
They hear
About the soldiers we lost
When are we going to pull out of Afghanistan?
World wide
Is hunger and poverty
Why don’t they spend the money wisely world wide?
Why don’t they end the war world wide?
They don’t even seem to get tired
I am already tired about listening to it
And to know that it is going on world wide
When are people going to share a moment of silence world wide?
And share the truth with one another world wide
We are loosing this battle world wide
What can we learn from this battle world wide?
poem by Aldo Kraas
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At The Grave Of The Unknown Soldier
He was a brave soldier he died young and brave
And for more than six decades he lay in his grave
And still at the dawning of each war memorial day
At his grave site a young bugler the last post does play.
Known as the Unknown Soldier one without a name
Still he had a mum and a dad just the same
And when he did not return home when the fighting was done
They grieved at their loss and they wept for their son.
The war to end all wars of all wars 'tis said
But more wars are fought and we have more war dead
And at the grave of the unknown soldier the last post is played
And to honour the war dead another parade.
Old war men do tell us young soldiers fight and die
For freedom and liberty that is a lie
They went to war when young they are now old and gray
Some grow old not wiser some are known to say.
That they were fighting for freedom and justice they believed to be true
And they were quite gallant to give them their due
But many deprived of their human rights in the World of today
And that does seem a very sad thing for to say.
With heads bowed old men showing their years in gray
At the grave of the Unknown Soldier at the dawn of the day
In silence do listen as a young bugler the last post does play
For one who fought and died in a war far away.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Me & Bobby Mcgee
Busted flat in baton rouge, headin for the trains,
Feelin nearly faded as my jeans.
Bobby thumbed a diesel down just before it rained,
Took us all the way to new orleans.
Took my harpoon out of my dirty red bandana
And was blowin sad while bobby sang the blues,
With them windshield wipers slappin time and
Bobby clappin hands we finally sang up every song
That driver knew.
Freedoms just another word for nothin left to lose,
And nothin aint worth nothin but its free,
Feelin good was easy, lord, when bobby sang the blues,
And buddy, that was good enough for me,
Good enough for me and my bobby mcgee.
From the coalmines of kentucky to the california sun,
Bobby shared the secrets of my soul,
Standin right beside me through everythin I done,
And every night she kept me from the cold.
The somewhere near salinas, lord, I let her slip away,
She was lookin for the love I hope shell find,
Well Id trade all my tomorrows for a single yesterday,
Holdin bobbys body close to mine.
Freedoms just another word for nothin left to lose,
And nothin left was all she left to me,
Feelin good was easy, lord, when bobby sang the blues,
And buddy, that was good enough for me.
Good enough for me and bobby mcgee.
song performed by by Kris Kristofferson
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The Record
HE sleeps, his head upon his sword,
His soldier's cloak a shroud;
His church-yard is the open field,--
Three times it has been plough'd:
The first time that the wheat sprung up
'Twas black as if with blood,
The meanest beggar turn'd away
From the unholy food.
The third year, and the grain grew fair,
As it was wont to wave;
None would have thought that golden corn
Was growing on the grave.
His lot was but a peasant's lot,
His name a peasant's name,
Not his the place of death that turns
Into a place of fame.
He fell as other thousands do,
Trampled down where they fall,
While on a single name is heap'd
The glory gain'd by all.
Yet even he whose common grave
Lies in the open fields,
Died not without a thought of all
The joy that glory yields.
That small white church in his own land,
The lime trees almost hide,
Bears on the walls the names of those
Who for their country died.
His name is written on those walls,
His mother read it there,
With pride,--oh! no, there could not be
Pride in the widow's prayer.
And many a stranger who shall mark
That peasant roll of fame,
Will think on prouder ones, yet say
This was a hero's name.
poem by Letitia Elizabeth Landon
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The City is Short Today
The city is short today
and it can’t be anymore
than just a few blocks wide today
and the city is grey today,
grey and cold
and the city is short today
the skyscrapers,
only a few inches tall now,
sway back and forth,
caught in the grasp of a
sharp, cutting wind,
the sky scrapers rankle me today
and the city is short today
and the people walk about today
like zombies,
tiny zombies,
their faces and clothes
lack any colour,
and they resemble ants,
they wait on the street corner,
waiting for a miniscule bus
to take them out of this
tiny city
and the city is short today,
and grey
and cold
and small,
so very small
and yet, it towers over me.
Copyright (C) MMIV (2004)
poem by Derek R. Audette
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Me & Bobby Mcgee
Busted flat in baton rouge
Waitin for a train when I was feeling nearly
As faded as my jeans
When bobby thumbed a diesel down just before it rained
Rode us all the way to new orleans
When I pulled my harp on out
Of my dirty red bandanna
I was playing sad while bobby sang the blues oh
The windshield wipers slappin time
I was holdin bobbys hand in mine
Well we sang every song that driver knew
Well freedoms just another word for nothing left to lose
And nothin it aint nothing and it aint free no
Yeah feeling good was easy lord when he sang the blues
Ya know feeling good was good enough for me
Good enough for me and my bobby mcgee
From the kentucky coal mines
To the california sun
Well bobby shared the secrets of my soul
Through all kinds of weather
Through everything all we done
Well bobby baby kept me from the cold
Then one day near salinas lord I let him slip away
Hes a-looking for that home I hope he finds
And Ill trade all my tomorrows for a single yesterday to be
Hold bobbys body next to mine
Well freedoms just another word for nothing left to lose
And nothin it aint nothing and it aint free no
Yeah feeling good was easy lord when he sang the blues
Ya know feeling good was good enough for me oooh
Good enough for me and my bobby mcgee yeah
Impro....etc.
Na na na na na na na na na na na hey I said a bobby mcgee yeah whoo!
song performed by by LeAnn Rimes
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Teakbois
@song: the life and times of bobby dread
(anderson / howe / wakeman / bruford)
Jump out this next world
Is gone overground
That sky is ecstasy dancin
My child my woman
My daughter my son
Together planning to party
Just wait for me
Out in the street
Teakbois in everywhere
Dancing with you
Were coming thru
Somehow well all be there
This time is surely
Come once and for all
Weve waited so now
We are ready
Be quick be ready
Be sure and be smart
No need the energy wasted
Ive dreamed of music
That comes from the heart
As tho the eagle has landed
Just wait for me
Out in the street
Teakbois is everywhere
Dancing with you
Were coming thru
Everyone will be there
She smiles my mind
Is just blown I cant stop
No time is better than now
I wake up everyday
Before the sun is coming up
Bobby dread and the kool running
The fish to catch
The sea to swim
They say I gotta life
To live
Bobby dread and the kool running
My music is my only witness
To my very soul
Bobby dread and the kool running
So when you need me
All you have to do is help me
Lose control
Bobby dread and the kool running
They say the worlds a stage
So let me play for you and you and you
Bobby dread and the kool running
Its all I ever in my life
I really wanted
To sing and do
Bobby dread and the kool running
We form a group a simple name
A secret harmony like
Bobby dread and the kool running
We write our songs
We symphonise
Some people say they like us
Bobby dread and the kool running
This summer you couldnt get it
song performed by by Yes
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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