Canned Peaches
When we got to eat...
We ate spinach, peas and beets,
With sweet canned peaches!
No steak was plated!
But we knew the taste of it,
When mom fixed us cornbread.
And mama said,
Biscuits dripping dumplings...
May be next!
And on Sundays...
We thanked the Lord that week,
We even got fed!
When it came to treats,
We licked the spoon
That dipped those sweet canned peaches!
We loved them more,
Than probably we should.
But they tasted real good!
And on Sundays...
We thanked the Lord that week,
We even got fed!
A love for those canned peaches...
Is 'still' in my head!
When we got to eat...
We ate spinach, peas and beets,
With sweet canned peaches!
No steak was plated!
But we knew the taste of it,
When mom fixed us cornbread.
And mama said,
Biscuits dripping dumplings...
May be next!
But those canned peaches,
By themselves were best!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Questions?
i am tired of questions
all of them
too familiar and all
with ready
homemade answers
canned questions
and answers
in one book
scanned for years
and you all know them
canned laughter
canned faces
canned souls
canned and caned and chained
bones
they rattle and they shake
and roll
i have no answers.
i am throwing all these questions away.
i live everyday. i look at the trees
and the forests.
i simply live. Now.
i have no more questions.
neither will i demand
any answer from you.
go, go, find yourself.
i stay here wanting to find nothing at all.
i guess, after my 48 years
there is this truth
that i find: there is nothing
nothing to find
nothing to expect
nowhere to go
it is just this and this and this.
the one that i have in my hand
the one that i keep on holding
i enclose it and keep it warm
and alive
and you do not even care
this is it: me, myself, and I
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Down At The Bridge
I went down to the (? ? ? ? ? )
Didnt really know what I was going for
Must have been a stroke of destiny
Thats a break (into me)? ?
We met in the frozen food section
It was mrs. swanson love connection
Down at the bridge. down down down at the bridge
Down at the bridge. down down down at the bridge
You can really tell a lot about a man
By if he likes his peaches to eat fresh or canned
Does he like tide or prefer wisk
Ive never go to know a guy as good as this
You ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?
It was love at first sigh, there was no denying
Down at the bridge. down down down at the bridge
Down at the bridge. down down down at the bridge
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?
Its not real fast, but it goes real far
Like what I say, wouldnt have it any other way way way
I walk slowly towards you down the aisle
I got this future flash and it made me smile
I knew right then I had better leave or forever hold my peace
Put your grocery bag inside my cart
And I knew Id never get ya out of my heart
Down at the bridge. down down down at the bridge
Down at the bridge. down down down at the bridge
Transcribed by adam longfellow
song performed by by Jewel
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Georgia Peaches
(ronnie vanzant -- steve gaines)
Well, you can see her walkin down on peachtree street
She got high-heeled shoes and a dot on her cheek
Shes lookin good, shes headed downtown
Aint got no money, honey
She knows her way around
I think shes cute, think shes cute as she can be
Talkin about a funny talkin, honk-tonking georgia peach
Well these georgia peaches
Son they know their way around
They can take your money, son before you get sight of town
Well they talk a little funny, but they look so fine
Nine out of ten of them gonna sell you a dime
I think theyre cute, think theyre cute as they can be
Talkin about a funny talkin, honk-tonking georgia peach
Well, peaches, peaches
Love them georgia peaches
Well, peaches, peaches
Love them georgia peaches
Well them georgia peaches
Sure do got the style
Theyll steal your heart with a southern smile
Well they talk a little funny, but they look so fine
The older they get, I swear its like good wine
I think theyre cute, think theyre cute as they can be
Talkin about a funny talkin, honk-tonking georgia peach
Talkin about a funny talkin, honk-tonking georgia peach
I just seem to fall in love with the wrong things
song performed by by Lynyrd Skynyrd
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Canned Heat Edit
Written by jay kay and toby smith
The unofficial canned heat lyrics - credit to andrew moulton for writting the lyrics out
Canned heat - jamiroquai
(words and music: kay/smith; emi music publishing; sony)
You know this boogie is for real
I used to put my faith in worship
But then my chance feels just too heaven sent
I used to worry about the future
But now I throw my caution to the wi-i-i-ind
I had no reason to be carefree
No, no, no
Until I took a trip to the other side of town
Yeah, yeah, yeah
You know I heard that boogie rhythm, hey!
I had no choice but to get down, down, down, down
Dance! whooo!
Nothing left for me to do but dance
All these bad times Im going through
Just dance!
Got canned heat in my heels tonight, baby...
Whoooooo ohhh
I feel the thunder, see the lightning
I know this angers heaven sent
So Ive gotta hang out on my hang-ups
cos on my boogie I feel so hell-bent hey, hey
Its just an instant gut reaction, that I got
I know Ive never ever felt like this before
I dont know what to do
But then that is nothing new
Stuck between hell and high water, me Ill kill to make it through, hey!
Dance, yeah
Nothing left for me to do but dance!
All these bad times Im going through
Just dance! hey
Got canned heat in my heels tonight, baby...
You know this boogie is for real, gal
So much canned heat in my heals, yeah
Gonna dance, gonna dance my blues away tonight
You know Im gonna dance my blues away
You know this boogie is for real, gal
So much canned heat in my heals, yeah
Gonna dance, gonna dance my blu-u-u-es awa-a-a-y toni-i-i-ght
Dance! whooo!
Nothing left for me to do but dance
All these bad times Im going through
Just dance
Got canned heat in my heels tonight, baby
Whoooooo ohhh
Dance, yeah
Oh the nasty things that people say
Dance, yeah
But Im gonna make it anyway
Dance, yeah
Canned heat in my heals tonight, baby
You know that this boogie is for real
Got so much canned heat in my heals
Gonna dance, gonna dance my blues away tonight
Whooo!
You know, you know this boogie, this boogie is for real
Got so much canned heat, canned heat in my heals...
song performed by by Jamiroquai
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From Blossoms
From blossoms comes
this brown paper bag of peaches
we bought from the joy
at the bend in the road where we turned toward
signs painted Peaches.
From laden boughs, from hands,
from sweet fellowship in the bins,
comes nectar at the roadside, succulent
peaches we devour, dusty skin and all,
comes the familiar dust of summer, dust we eat.
O, to take what we love inside,
to carry within us an orchard, to eat
not only the skin, but the shade,
not only the sugar, but the days, to hold
the fruit in our hands, adore it, then bite into
the round jubilance of peach.
There are days we live
as if death were nowhere
in the background; from joy
to joy to joy, from wing to wing,
from blossom to blossom to
impossible blossom, to sweet impossible blossom.
poem by Li-Young Lee
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Next Summer
Autumn is here
no more peaches to sell
so long my friend
I hope you come
and see me next summer
to buy peaches from me
...again
poem by Marites C. Cayetano
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A Beef Steak
i know you have decided to take the
code of the vegetarian
in the party
the host is warned to serve
veggies, not to disappoint you
the important one
the celeries, the lettuce
apples and peaches
pineapples and papayas
spinach and cabbages
your taste of the leaves
and the pulp
and some fresh juices
your body has become
frail less the bulk
of the muscle and the
meat
somehow, you glitter
and glow like a
traffic light when
you see me alone
with my fitting blue jeans
and my bulging
spare parts
you like it
i give the signal
i am blank
you can fill me up
with an answer
true, yes, go,
take me
i am your beefcake
i taste like your
irresistable beef steak
take me tonight
i am obliging in love
eat me
take me to the warmest
part of
your throat
i am your man
i keep your secret
on some expensive
equivalents, you know.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Apples, Peaches, Bananas & Pears
Apples, peaches, bananas and pears
I love you, girl, now thats the truth
I need you
Dont be cruel, dont be cruel
Give me just a little help and to show how much I care
I bring you apples, peaches, bananas and pears
Run to me
Girl dont wait to long
And youll see
I wont do you wrong
Promise me no matter what
Forever youll be there
Ill bring you apples, peaches, bananas and pears
Ive said all I can today, girl
Thats the way I am
Take it for what its worth,
Throw the rest into the sun
Give me you
Girl, thats all I ask
Please be true
All I wants a love to last
Ill give it all back to you
And just to prove Im fair
I bring you apples, peaches, bananas and pears
Whoa!
I love you, girl, now thats the truth
I need you
Dont be cruel, dont be cruel
Give me just a little help
And to show how much I care
I bring you apples, peaches, bananas and pears
Apples, peaches, bananas and pears
song performed by by Monkees
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Peaches And Cream
The light was on, and everything I felt was strong
I watched as your mascara ran
Didn't get far on that golden tan
I heard you sigh, but I don't wanna see you cry
You looked just like a walking dream
Sweeter than peaches and cream
[Chorus:]
If you want me let me know
I can show you how
If you've got nowhere to go
I can show you now
I'm yours to tame, and I don't even know your name
I like to touch your perfect skin
I can't stop once I begin
To show you more than I have ever shown before
If you could read what's on my mind
Give me yours and I'll give you mine
[Chorus]
We could be, we could see
More than we know
We should be, we should see
More than we know
And I'd like to know
[Chorus 2x]
Sweeter than peaches and cream (If you want me let me know)
Sweeter than peaches and cream (I can show you how)
[Repeat And Fade]
song performed by by Air Supply
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Canned Heat Radio Edit
Written by jay kay and toby smith
You know this boogie is for real
I used to put my faith in worship
But then a chance to get too heaven sent
I used to worry about the future
But then Ill throw my caution to the wi-i-i-ind
I had no reason to be carefree
No no no
Until I took a trip to the other side of town
Yeah yeah, yeah
You know I heard that boogie rhythm (hey!)
I had no choice but to get down, down, down, down
Dance.whooo!
Nothing left for me to do but
Dance
All these bad times Im going through, just
Dance
Got canned heat in my heels tonight, baby...
Whoooooo ohhh
I feel the thunder,
See the lightning
I know this angers heaven sent
So Ive got to hang out on my hang-ups
Cos on the boogie I feel so hell-bent
(hey, hey)
Its just an instant gut reaction, that I get
I know Ive never ever felt like this before
I dont know what to do
But then thats nothing new
Stuck between hell and high water
Me Ill kill to make it through (hey!)
Danceyeah
Nothing left for me to do but
Dance
All these bad times Im going through, just
Danceyeah
Got canned heat in my heels tonight, baby...
You know I got canned heat in my heels
You know this boogie is for real
Only the wind can blow the answer
And she cries to me when Im asleep
She says you know that you can go much faster
I know that peoples talk can be so cheap
Yeah yeah
I got this voodoo child inveined on me
Im gonna use my power to ascend
You know I got these running heels to use
Sometimes theres no way to lose
I was born to run
And built to last
Youve never seen my feet
They can go so fast
Danceyeah, hey!
Nothing left for me to do but
Dance
All these bad times Im going through just
Dancehey
Got canned heat in my heels tonight, baby
Whoooooo ohhh
Dance!
Hey dj
Let the music play
Im gonna live this party live
Hey dj
Throw my cares away
Im gonna live this party live
Hey dj
Let the music play
Im gonna this live this party live
Hey dj
Throw my cares away
Im gonna live this party live
You know, you know this boogie is for real
Got so much canned heat in my heels
Gonna dance, gonna dance my blues away tonight
Whoooooooo!
You know, you know this boogie
This boogie is for real
Got so much canned heat
Canned heat in my heels.
You know Im gonna dance my blues away tonight
song performed by by Jamiroquai
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Summer time Peaches
I want to go
To the place where lovers go
Where butterflys rest easy
On sun ripened Peaches
Beyond extended hand reaches
As we stretched
You touched me
And held me for a moment
Which time stood still
Confine myself, immersed inside your love
I want to be there..
To rehearse your name
I want to be there
To nurse your pain
And to be there
To take you places
Where lovers go
Let me feed you, freshly picked
Summer time peaches
poem by Howard Johnson
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Peaches Cream
Feat. fabolous
Oh yeah
Yeah
Fabolous
112
Peaches and cream
Know what I mean
[fabolous]
Ma
I cant get enough
Im a fiend for peaches
I done freaked everywhere from
Limousines to beaches
The kids well known by
Deans and teachers
Its that player who even
Scored in between the bleachers
Chicks used to be
Seam and speechless
Now they talk because the
X-5 got so many
Screens and features
Thats why I threw marines
On each-trice
Look its the f-a-b-o-l-o-u-s
[112]
Let me tell you
What I wanna do
Let me show you
That Im feelin you
Wanna sex wanna
Ride with you you
Wanna kiss wanna
Put my lips all over you
Cant get enough of you
Always taken of you
So sweet so very wet
So good girl
You make me sweat
Girl Im talkin bout
Peaches and cream
[chorus]
[112]
Peaches and cream
I need it cause you know
That Im a fiend
Gettin freaky in my
Bentley limousine
Its even better
When its with ice-cream
Know what I mean
[repeat chorus]
[112]
I never thought that
I would be so addicted
To you on top underneath
On the side of you
Better yet baby
Inside of you
Love the way
You just flowing down and
I can feel it all around
In the front in the back
Of you oh
I love the taste of you
Girl you know
What Im talkin bout
[repeat chorus twice]
Yeah oh yeah yeah
F-a-b-o-l-o-u-s
[fabolous]
My nigga mase gonna
Bust through those doces
Few mo roses
Meet me in room uno doce
You know mo say
Its even better
When its with ice-cream
Know what I mean
I aint with the ordinary
I get the strawberries
Straight to the hole
With my sh*t like marbury
Never down with a quickie
And it aint no secret
Im trying to strip you
Down to your vickie
Some girls be tweakin
Believing Im lookin
For a freak in the morning
A freak in the evening
Thatll do more than kiss me
On my cheek
When Im leavin
Can change a way a man
Speakin and breathin
Sugar. I know you love
Some cream in your coffee
Ill give it to you till
You scream get him off me
Ya pants is up now
A minute ago
You was shaking like
You was doing that
Dance from uptown
Oh
[repeat chorus twice]
song performed by by 112
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Sweet Mama
By billy joe shaver
Sweet mama, lay your burden down,
Sweet mama, lay your burden down,
Just let me tell you bout some truth in life Ive found,
Sweet mama, lord. set yourself right down.
Lord, pride, it aint worth a us dime, lord no,
Well pride, it aint worth a poor mans time
And its misery to be so jealous all the time
Sweet mama, lord, be kind to your mind.
Sweet mama, lay your burden down,
Oh sweet mama, lord lay them trophies down,
You know it aint no good to be givin me that same old run-around,
Cause sweet mama, lay your burden down.
Sweet mama, lord, youre so feelin fine
And I know that you think this is just a line,
But I only put these words into this little song,
To try, lord, and help us get along.
song performed by by Allman Brothers Band
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Blow Up Your TV (Spanish Pipe Dream)
(Prine)
She was a levelheaded dancer on the road to alcohol,
I was just a soldier on my way to Montreal.
Well, she pressed her chest against me about the time the jukebox broke.
She gave me a peck on the back of the neck, and these are the words she spoke.
Blow up your TV, throw away your paper, go to the country, build you a home.
Plant a little garden, eat a lot of peaches, try and find Jesus on your own.
I sat there at the table, and I acted real naive.
Cause I knew that topless lady, she had something up her sleeve.
She danced around the room awhile and she did the hoochy coo.
Yeah, singing a song all night long, telling me what to do.
Blow up your TV, throw away your paper, go to the country, build you a home.
Plant a little garden, eat a lot of peaches, try and find Jesus on your own.
Well, I was young and hungry, and about to leave that place.
Just as I was going. she looked me in the face.
I said "You must know the answer," she said "No, but I'll give it a try."
To this day we've been living our way, here is the reason why.
We blew up your TV, threw away your paper, went to the country, build us a home.
Had a lot of children, fed 'em on peaches, they all found Jesus on their own.
song performed by by John Denver
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Sweet Mama
Orbison / melson
Sweet mama, come love me, sweet mama, come hug me, sweet mama, I want your love
Sweet mama, come hold me, sweet mama, dont scold me, sweet mama, I need your love
Sweet mama, I love you mama, come squeeze me, I know you wanna
Sweet mama, sweet mama, sweet mama, I need your love
Sweet mama, youre fine, sweet mama, I know youre mine, sweet mama, I love your love
Sweet mamas like candy, my mamas a real jam candy, sweet mama, sweet mama
Sweet mama, oh come on sweet mama, sweet mama, come on honey, sweet mama
song performed by by Roy Orbison
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Sometimes I'm an ass, sometimes I'm sweet as peaches.
quote by Milo Ventimiglia
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Poetry Is Somebody Writing
Poetry is somebody writing
About soft rotting peaches,
Lying on a table that's missing a leg
In a deserted cottage somewhere,
With ermine curtains.
And Poetry is someone explaining
That the poem holds promise of great beauty,
In the seeds of the peaches,
Even if they are over-ripe;
And even if the curtains are poorly matched.
And Poetry is someone else arguing
That the poem is about avarice
And wasted opportunity
In a post-modern world.
And Poetry is somebody else saying
A poem is just a still life
Made out of nothing in particular,
And thus can't be assigned relative values.
And Poetry is the child,
Falling asleep on the table
Holding a poem book open,
Pressed against his cheek,
And dreaming of ermine peaches
Rolling off of limping tables,
In a dark cottage alone,
In the middle of an existence
Nowhere that we could recognize.
poem by Patti Masterman
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Straight-mouth Stomp
Oh come sit down an give me your word
That Ill be a man someday an Ill hurt
These tremblin (? ) around me
This boy that I am
Its up here for thinkin
And down there for dancin
Not the other way around
Apples in the summertime
Peaches in the fall
I cant keep the girl I got
I cant keep none at all
Nobody knows how I can swing that sway
How I can creep from the narrow
To the broader way
But Ill do no more talkin
Im goin to town
With my true loves breath upon my neck
And my hands on velvet ground
Apples in the summertime
Peaches in the fall
I cant keep the girl I got
I cant keep none at all (2x)
song performed by by 16 Horsepower
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Peace In The Fields
Yellow peppers
saffron pumpkins
golden pears
purple plums
pinkest peaches
orange persimmons
red pomegranates
greenest peas
Infinite shades
in the rainbow He made
His agriculture ways
are of perfect peace
poem by Saiom Shriver
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Spanish Pipedream
She was a level-headed dancer on the road to alcohol
And i was just a soldier on my way to montreal
Well she pressed her chest against me
About the time the juke box broke
Yeah, she gave me a peck on the back of the neck
And these are the words she spoke
Chorus:
Blow up your t.v. throw away your paper
Go to the country, build you a home
Plant a little garden, eat a lot of peaches
Try an find jesus on your own
Well, i sat there at the table and i acted real naive
For i knew that topless lady had something up her sleeve
Well, she danced around the bar room and she did the hoochy-coo
Yeah she sang her song all night long, tellin' me what to do
Repeat chorus:
Well, i was young and hungry and about to leave that place
When just as i was leavin', well she looked me in the face
I said "you must know the answer."
"she said, "no but i'll give it a try."
And to this very day we've been livin' our way
And here is the reason why
We blew up our t.v. threw away our paper
Went to the country, built us a home
Had a lot of children, fed 'em on peaches
They all found jesus on their own
song performed by by John Prine
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