The Ghost of Deacon Brown
In a backwoods town
Lived Deacon Brown,
And he was a miser old;
He would trust no bank,
So he dug, and sank
In the ground a box of gold,
Down deep in the ground a box of gold.
He hid his gold,
As has been told,
He remembered that he did it;
But sad to say,
On the very next day,
He forgot just where he hid it:
To find his gold he tried and tried
Till he grew faint and sick, and died.
Then on each dark and gloomy night
A form in phosphorescent white,
A genuine hair-raising sight,
Would wander through the town.
And as it slowly roamed around,
With a spade it dug each foot of ground;
So the folks about
Said there was no doubt
'Twas the ghost of Deacon Brown.
Around the church
This Ghost would search,
And whenever it would see
The passers-by
Take wings and fly
It would laugh in ghostly glee,
Hee, hee!—it would laugh in ghostly glee.
And so the town
Went quickly down,
For they said that it was haunted;
And doors and gates,
So the story states,
Bore a notice, 'Tenants wanted.'
And the town is now for let,
But the ghost is digging yet.
poem by James Weldon Johnson
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An Autumnal Frenzied Dream!
'Hey! Chum leave that sleepless graveyard shift
You are too old now and you said that you have the guard License?
Let's go to a Ghost Town and there's a project of Gold mining.
They hurriedly search for Security guards and offer a handsome salary
And much more benefits with a health insurance?
You get an opportunity to cure your nagging Sciatica too!
By the way secretly you can collect gold dust! '
The dark fellow murmured like a ghost
And I saw his upper golden denture that glitters!
In the morning I told my beloved wife
That I have an idea to work in a Gold mine.
Then she said; 'O No you are allergy to gold
That's why our jewelry still remain in the pawn shop
And not yet redeemed? '
And she cried secretly.
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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Ghost Town
This town is coming like a ghost town
All the clubs have been closed down
This place is coming like a ghost town
Bands wont play no more
Too much fighting on the dance floor
Do you remember the good old days before the ghost town?
We danced and sang as the music played in any boomtown
This town is coming like a ghost town
Why must the youth fight against themselves?
Government leaving the youth on the shelf
This place is coming like a ghost town
No job to be found in this country
Cant go on no more
The people getting angry
song performed by by Prodigy
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Days Of 49
Im old tom moore from the bummers shore in that good old golden days
They call me a bummer and a ginsot too, but what cares I for praise ?
I wander around from town to town just like a roving sign
And all the people say, there goes tom moore, in the days of 49
In the days of old, in the days of gold
How ofttimes I repine for the days of old
When we dug up the gold, in the days of 49.
My comrades they all loved me well, a jolly saucy crew
A few hard cases I will recall though they all were brave and true
Whatever the pitch they never would flinch, they never would fret or whine
Like good old bricks they stood the kicks in the days of 49
In the days of old, in the days of gold
How ofttimes I repine for the days of old
When we dug up the gold, in the days of 49.
There was new york jake, the butcher boy, he was always getting tight
And every time that hed get full he was spoiling for a fight
But jake rampaged against a knife in the hands of old bob stein
And over jake they held a wake in the days of 49
In the days of old, in the days of gold
How ofttimes I repine for the days of old
When we dug up the gold, in the days of 49.
There was poker bill, one of the boys who was always in a game
Whether he lost or whether he won, to him it was always the same
He would ante up and draw his cards and he would you go a hatful blind
In the game with death bill lost his breath, in the days of 49
In the days of old, in the days of gold
How ofttimes I repine for the days of old
When we dug up the gold, in the days of 49.
There was ragshag bill from buffalo, I never will forget
He would roar all day and hed roar all night and I guess hes roaring yet
One day he fell in a prospect hole, in a roaring bad design
And in that hole he roared out his soul, in the days of 49
In the days of old, in the days of gold
How ofttimes I repine for the days of old
When we dug up the gold, in the days of 49.
Of the comrades all that Ive had, theres none thats left to boast
And Im left alone in my misery like some poor wandering ghost
And I pass by from town to town, they call me a rambling sign
There goes tom moore, a bummer shore in the days of 49
In the days of old, in the days of gold
How ofttimes I repine for the days of old
When we dug up the gold, in the days of 49.
song performed by by Bob Dylan
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Gold
Looks as if youre dropping mirrors by the gross
Looks as if your nine lives have left town
When you paint in grey and drear
Eldorado wont appear
To run his sword through all the fears that pull you down
And its okay, for the setting sun
Will colour everything around you gold
And its okay, for the setting sun
Will colour everything around you gold
Looks as if you need a lighthouse in your dark
Looks as if Im now your native guide
When the fog is drawing in
Snarling dragons break to grin
And trample over all the things that pull you down
And its okay . . .
And all those pebbles in your shoes are precious stones
And all the skeletons in closets
Merely piles of harmless bones
. . . and its okay, as the setting sun
Will colour everything around you gold
Even though its brown, youll
See your old brick town go gold
song performed by by Xtc
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Gold
Looks as if youre dropping mirrors by the gross
Looks as if your nine lives have left town
When you paint in grey and drear
Eldorado wont appear
To run his sword through all the fears that pull you down
And its okay, for the setting sun
Will colour everything around you gold
And its okay, for the setting sun
Will colour everything around you gold
Looks as if you need a lighthouse in your dark
Looks as if Im now your native guide
When the fog is drawing in
Snarling dragons break to grin
And trample over all the things that pull you down
And its okay . . .
And all those pebbles in your shoes are precious stones
And all the skeletons in closets
Merely piles of harmless bones
. . . and its okay, as the setting sun
Will colour everything around you gold
Even though its brown, youll
See your old brick town go gold
song performed by by Xtc
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Oxford Town
Oxford town, oxford town
Evrybodys got their heads bowed down
The sun dont shine above the ground
Aint a-goin down to oxford town
He went down to oxford town
Guns and clubs followed him down
All because his face was brown
Better get away from oxford town
Oxford town around the bend
He come in to the door, he couldnt get in
All because of the color of his skin
What do you think about that, my frien?
Me and my gal, my gals son
We got met with a tear gas bomb
I dont even know why we come
Goin back where we come from
Oxford town in the afternoon
Evrybody singin a sorrowful tune
Two men died neath the mississippi moon
Somebody better investigate soon
Oxford town, oxford town
Evrybodys got their heads bowed down
The sun dont shine above the ground
Aint a-goin down to oxford town
song performed by by Bob Dylan
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Ghost Town
Well the streets are all crowded
Lots of people around
And theres music playing
But I cant hear a sound
Just the sound of the rain
Falling silently down
Livin aint been livin
Since you put down
Yeah, life goes on around me every day
But it might as well be half a million miles away
Its like a ghost town without your love
Like a ghost town without your love
Like a ghost town, baby, cant you see?
Its a ghost town until you come back to me
Oo, oo, till you come back to me
Well I wish I still had you
Had you here next to me
Baby, where did you go?
Baby, why did you leave?
Though the world, it keeps turnin
But it dont turn for me
Without you in my life
My life aint no place to be
Theres only lonely days and empty nights
Aint the same without you, baby, nothin feelin right
Darlin, I wanna leave this town
Dont wanna be around
Im gonna leave this town
song performed by by Cheap Trick
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Young Man's Town
You wake up one morning and it's passed you by.
You don't know when and you don't know why.
You feel like an old memory hangin' round.
And man, you've gotta face it, it's a young man's town.
You knew this day was comin' all along.
So why bitch and moan and say they done you wrong?
Just teach 'em what you know an' pass it on down,
'Cause man, you gotta face it, it's a young man's town.
Chorus:
It's a young man's town,
Full of young man's dreams.
And all God's children
Gotta learn to spread their wings.
Sometimes you gotta stand back,
And watch 'em burn it to the ground,
Even though you built it,
It's a young man's town.
You always seem to be the last to know.
Man, that's just the way that the story goes.
There's nothin' you can do when the fields have turned brown.
Man, you gotta face it, it's a young man's town.
Chorus:
It's a young man's town,
Full of young man's dreams.
And all God's children
Gotta learn to spread their wings.
Sometimes you gotta stand back,
And watch 'em burn it to the ground,
Even though you built it,
It's a young man's town.
Sometimes you gotta stand back,
And watch 'em burn it to the ground.
Even though you built it,
It's a young man's town...
song performed by by Vince Gill
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Young Man's Town
You wake up one morning and it's passed you by.
You don't know when and you don't know why.
You feel like an old memory hangin' round.
And man, you've gotta face it, it's a young man's town.
You knew this day was comin' all along.
So why bitch and moan and say they done you wrong?
Just teach 'em what you know an' pass it on down,
'Cause man, you gotta face it, it's a young man's town.
Chorus:
It's a young man's town,
Full of young man's dreams.
And all God's children
Gotta learn to spread their wings.
Sometimes you gotta stand back,
And watch 'em burn it to the ground,
Even though you built it,
It's a young man's town.
You always seem to be the last to know.
Man, that's just the way that the story goes.
There's nothin' you can do when the fields have turned brown.
Man, you gotta face it, it's a young man's town.
Chorus:
It's a young man's town,
Full of young man's dreams.
And all God's children
Gotta learn to spread their wings.
Sometimes you gotta stand back,
And watch 'em burn it to the ground,
Even though you built it,
It's a young man's town.
Sometimes you gotta stand back,
And watch 'em burn it to the ground.
Even though you built it,
It's a young man's town...
song performed by by Vince Gill
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Chocolate Town
Couldn't taste the taste that I was tastin'
Couldn't hear the waste that I was makin'
Tired of the life I was facin'
Couldn't tell one from another
Couldn't hide a secret from my mother
Any other mother wouldn't bother
Makin' time breakin' ground
Sail brown bay to chocolate town
Got me on the porch I'm in the front row
Says "shit's for real man" like I don't know
Get your punk ass back to the dog show...
Makin' time breakin' ground
Sail brown bay to chocolate town
A new breath I feel the grip releasin'
Scraping my guts off of the ceiling
I've got that sunny bunny feeling
Makin' time breakin' ground
Sail brown bay to chocolate town
Makin' time breakin' ground
Greyhound bus to chocolate town...
song performed by by Ween
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A Brown Study
LET them sing of their primrose and cowslip,
Their daffodil-gold-coloured hair,
Their bluebells, blue eyes, and white violets,
All the pale dreamy things they find fair;
Give me stir of brown leaves in the sunshine,
The whir of brown wings through the wheat,
The rush of brown hares through the clover,
And the light in brown eyes of my sweet!
Gold hair? Well, I never could love it,
Yet gold, I suppose, has its worth;
The head that I love is as dusky
As the breast of our mother, the earth;
With a gleam like the shine of wet seaweed,
Round pools that the tide has left clear,
And warm like the breast of a linnet,
And as brown, is the hair of my dear.
From the edge of the cliff we look downwards
On the shore, and the bay, and the town,
And brown is the short turf we lean on,
The fishing-boats' sails are all brown:
The sky may be blue--that's the background,--
But the picture itself, to be fair,
However it's shaded and varied,
Should be brown as the dress that you wear.
A lark bursts to sudden sweet singing--
That tuft of brown grass is his home--
And now, a brown speck, he is rising
Against the clear windy sky-dome;
And he sings--how I know? Love instructs me
To know all his notes, what they mean--
That it isn't the colour I care for,
But yourself, oh, my gipsy, my queen!
Ah! the lark knows my heart--I his language;
It's my heart he sings out to the skies;
It is you that I love, and what matter
The colour of hair or of eyes?
No doubt I should love you as dearly
Were your hair like an apricot's down,
And your eyes like the grey of the morning;
But I'm glad, all the same, that they're brown.
poem by Edith Nesbit
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Haunting
Sit down on that stool hear the cant of a fool
And a strange tale Ill impart to ye
Of a time that I lived at the buff of a hill
neath the burial chambers you see
One saturday night I got up on my bike
To go to a dance in the town
I set off at seven to be there at eleven
No thought of the rain coming down
As I pushed up the hill the rain started to spill
So for shelter I had to resort
Helter skelter I went as downhill I sped
To the trees at the old fairy fort
I pulled up my bike be a tree in the gripe
To find shelter out of the storm
The rain it came down and like stones beat the ground
But it was grand to be dry in that storm
I was dreaming away about better days
When a voice it says dirty ould night
I fell over me bike I got such a fright
When the ghostly voice bid me the night
I jumped up with a start gave the storm not a thought
As the hail beat a rhythm on me
And I stared at the tree that had spoken to me
Not a body was there I could see
The voice I had heard not another word said
As the hair on the head stood on me
And I said an our father as I peddled much faster
Away from that ghost haunted tree
For weeks and weeks after with nerves a disaster
Nowhere near that road would I go
And from dusk through the night I would shake with the fright
Of the tree that had haunted me so
Now whenever I go to a dance in the town
I make sure not to stop on the way
To be there for eleven I still leave at seven
But I go by a different way
song performed by by Pogues
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Mr. Brown
[Bob Marley]
(Ooh - ooh - ooh - ooh)
(It's Mr Brown) Mr Brown is a clown who rides to town in a coffin.
(Well, here he comes) In the top is ... three rows on top and two inside there.
Oh, what a confusion! Ooh, yeah, yeah!
What a botheration! Ooh, now, now!
Who is Mr Brown? I wanna know now!
He is nowhere to be found.
From Mandeville to slide-a-ville, coffin runnin' around,
Upsetting, upsetting, upsetting the town,
Asking for Mr Brown.
From Mandeville to slide-a-ville, coffin runnin' around,
upsetting, upsetting, upsetting the town,
Asking for Mr Brown.
I wanna know who (is Mr Brown)?
Is Mr Brown controlled by remote?
O-o-oh, calling duppy conqueror,
I'm the ghost-catcher!
This is your chance, oh big, big Bill bull-bucka,
Take your chance! Prove yourself! Oh, yeah!
Down in parade
People runnin like a masquerade.
The police make a raid,
But the people - oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah - they think it
fade.
What a thing in town
Crows chauffeur-driven around,
Skankin' as if they had never known
The man they call "Mr Brown".
I can tell you where he's from now:
From Mandeville to slide-a-ville, coffin runnin' around,
Upsetting, upsetting, upsetting the town,
Asking for Mr Brown.
From Mandeville to slide-a-ville -
/fadeout/
song performed by by Bob Marley
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Drugs And The Cheats
I put my head
In these hands
of despair as I see
The drugs and the cheats
What kind of man
Wants to see that
on the streets
They take over the town
Selling their brown
Whats it going to take
For someone to bring them down
Maybe it's time
They took their own brown
Then lets see
If they can stand their ground
One way or another
They are leaving this town
poem by Dave Alan Walker
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D'yer Wanna Be A Spaceman?
I haven't seen your face round
Since I was a kid
You're bringing back those memories
Of the thing that we did
You're hangin round
And climbing trees
Pretending to fly
D'yer wanna be a spaceman
And live in the sky
You got how many bills to pay
And how many kids
And you forgot about
The things that we did
The town where we're living
Has made you a man
And all of your dreams
Are washed away in the sand
Well it's alright
It's alright
Who are you and me to say
What's wrong and what's right
Do you still feel like me
We sit down here
And we shall see
We can talk
And find common ground
And we can just forget
About feeling down
We can just forget
About life in this town.
It's funny how your dreams
Change as you're growing old
You don't wanna be no spaceman
You just want the gold
All the dream stealers
Are lying in wait
But if you wanna be a spaceman
It's still not too late
Well it's alright
And it's alright
Who are you and me to say
What's wrong and what's right
Do you still feel like me
We sit down here
And we shall see
We can talk
And find common ground
And we can just forget
About feeling down
We can just forget
About life in this town.
song performed by by Oasis
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Dyer Wanna Be A Spaceman ?
I havent seen your face round
Since I was a kid
Youre bringing back those memories
Of the thing that we did
Youre hangin round
And climbing trees
Pretending to fly
Dyer wanna be a spaceman
And live in the sky
You got how many bills to pay
And how many kids
And you forgot about
The things that we did
The town where were living
Has made you a man
And all of your dreams
Are washed in the sand
Well its alright
Its alright
Who are you and me to say
Whats wrong and whats right
Do you still feel like me
We sit down here
And we shall see
We can talk
And find common ground
And we can just forget
About feeling down
We can just forget
About life in this town.
Its funny how your dreams
Change as youre growing old
You dont wanna be no spaceman
You just want gold
Dream stealers
Are lying in wait
But if you wanna be a spaceman
Its still not too late
Well its alright
Its alright
Who are you and me to say
Whats wrong and whats right
Do you still feel like me
We sit down here
And we shall see
We can talk
And find common ground
And we can just forget
About feeling down
We can just forget
About life in this town.
Its funny how your dreams
Change as youre growing old
You dont wanna be no spaceman
You just want gold dream stealers
Are lying in wait
But if you wanna be a spaceman
Its still not too late
Well its alright
Its alright
Who are you and me to say
Whats wrong and whats right
Do you still feel like me
We sit down here
And we shall see
We can talk
And find common ground
And we can just forget
About feeling down
We can just forget
About life in this town
song performed by by Oasis
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Under The Rainbow
(written by matraca berg, randy scruggs)
Evening, porch swing, we love to watch it rain
To some folks, it aint much, but we think weve got it made
Some people dream about streets paved with gold
Only to find a yellow brick road
We know the way that story goes
Here under the rainbow
People pass us by
We laugh at the way they laugh at you and i
The world is spinning around and around
Everybodys lookin for higher ground
But here under the rainbow
Dreams fall from the sky
From the sky
Weve got an old car with spare parts and a broken radio
So many back seat memories we just cant let it go
Sometimes we like to take it out
Give the neighbors somethin to talk about
Movin as slow as the law allows
Here under the rainbow
People pass us by
We laugh at the way they laugh at you and i
The world is spinning around and around
Everybodys lookin for higher ground
But here under the rainbow
Dreams fall from the sky
From the sky
Some people dream about streets paved with gold
Only to find a yellow brick road
We know the way that story goes
Here under the rainbow
People pass us by
We laugh at the way they laugh at you and i
The world is spinning around and around
Everybodys lookin for higher ground
But here under the rainbow
Dreams fall from the sky
From the sky
song performed by by Trisha Yearwood
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Silver And Gold
Silver, silver and gold
Silver and gold, silver and gold
Ev'ryone wishes for silver and gold
How do you measure its worth?
Just by the pleasure it gives here on earth.
Silver and gold, silver and gold
Mean so much more when I see
Silver and gold decorations
On ev'ry Christmas tree.
Silver, silver and gold
Silver, silver and gold
Silver and gold
Silver and gold
Silver and gold
Wise men brought gifts to the mange I'm told
Mary was humble to see
Shepherds and kings there on bended knees
It's silver and gold, silver and gold
Feeling the world with their lives
Silver and gold how they shimmer on ev'ry Christmas night
On ev'ry Christmas night
Silver, silver and gold
song performed by by Vanessa Williams
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Blue, Brown and Gold
Blue, brown and gold, bold, I'll unfold
a portrait drawn upon a train
one summer morn which shall remain
for heart to hold if truth be told.
Brown, gold and blue she sat, smiled too,
to me it seemed true beauty gleamed, -
my spirit teemed with hopes that, teamed,
we'd share love through fair seasons new.
Blue, gold and brown without a frown
she journeyed on, too soon was gone, -
yet still upon my soul she shone.
Brown bag, blue gown, - Life's golden crown!
Blue, brown and gold, cannot grow [c]old
Year in year out their tale is told...
poem by Jonathan Robin
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Silver & Gold
Words and Music by Johnny Marks.
Silver, silver and gold
Silver and gold, silver and gold
Ev'ryone wishes for silver and gold
How do you measure its worth?
Just by the pleasure it gives here on earth.
Silver and gold, silver and gold
Mean so much more when I see
Silver and gold decorations
On ev'ry Christmas tree.
Silver, silver and gold
Silver, silver and gold
Silver and gold
Silver and gold
Silver and gold
Wise men brought gifts to the mange I'm told
Mary was humble to see
Shepherds and kings there on bended knees
It's silver and gold, silver and gold
Feeling the world with their lives
Silver and gold how they shimmer on ev'ry Christmas night
On ev'ry Christmas night
Silver, silver and gold
song performed by by Vanessa Williams
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