The Chair
Grandma’s chair is rockin’, but she ain’t sittin’ there,
so who’s that sittin’ in grandma’s favourite chair?
And whose is that shadow standing by the wall?
Could it be our grandma..? ‘No, not at all.’
I’ve no idea whose shadow that could be,
it’s certainly not mine and you’re behind me.
Who is that sittin’ where grandma sat each night?
and could it be the shadow is a trick of the light?
Could it be our granddad standing by the wall?
‘No, it’s not granddad, he wasn’t that tall.
The chair’s still rockin’, but the shadow has gone.
The chair has stopped; they’ve both moved on.’
poem by Orlando Belo
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Nirvana- Silver
Mom and dad went to a show
They dropped me off at Grandpa Joe's
I kicked and screamed, said please don't go
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
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Had to eat my dinner there
Mashed potatoes and stuff like that
I couldn't chew my meats too good
Grandma take me home
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She said, well, don't you start your crying
Go outside and ride your bike
That's what I did, I killed my toe
Grandma take me home
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After dinner, I had ice cream
I fell asleep and watched TV
I woke up in my mother's arms
Grandma take me home
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I wanna be alone
song performed by by Nirvana
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Grandpas Rocking Chair for M lady Chitra
On the front porch a rocking chair
nobody uses no one dare
Nor dare they move it anywhere.
Grandpa decreed it must stay there
What grandpa said was what he meant
he left no room for argument.
He simply stated his intent
Though other folk felt different
When Grandpa died the family tried
to set his iron rule aside
You’ll rue this day their Grandma cried
Your Grandpa will not be defied.
They moved the chair to show they could
though grandma did not think they should
She warned them all that nothing good
would come of this. She understood
although she knew Grandpa was dead.
She knew he’d rise in wrathful pride
to reinforce what he has said.
His last command before he died.
The chair was moved despite her pleas.
Her warnings were not listened to.
From that day on they knew no peace
Til grandma told them what to do
The rocking chair must be restored
to where Grandpa said it should be.
They all agreed of one accord
the chair replaced immediately.
Sometimes at night it seems to be
moving gently slowly rocking
Although there’s nothing they can see
they know that Grandpas visiting.
To see his word is still obeyed.
That no one moves his rocking chair.
Nobody will they’re too afraid.
They know sometimes he still sits there.
27-Oct-08
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Old Blue Chair
There's a blue rockin' chair
Sittin' in the sand
Weathered by the storms
And well-oiled hands
It sways back and forth
With the help of the winds
And seems to always be there like an old trusted friend
I've read a lot of books
Wrote a few songs
Looked at my life where it's goin' where it's gone
I've seen the world through a bus winshield
But nothing compares
To the way that I see it
To the way that I see it
To the way that I see it when I sit in that Old Blue Chair
From that chair I've caught
A few fish and some rays
And I've watched boats sail
In and out of cinnamon bays
I let go of a lover
That took a piece of my heart
Prayed many times for forgiveness
And a brand new start
I've read a lot of books
Wrote a few songs
Looked at my life where it's goin' where it's gone
I've seen the world trough a bus winshield
But nothing compares
To the way that I see it
To the way that I see it
To the way that I see it when I sit in that Old Blue Chair
That chair was my bead one new year's night
When I passed out from too much
Malibu and Dye
And I woke up to a hundred mosquito bites I swear
Got em' all sittin' right there in that Old Blue Chair
There's a blue rockin' chair
Sittin' in the sands
Weathered by the storms
And well-oiled hands
song performed by by Kenny Chesney
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That Old Rockin Chair
Mama, words can't express
How I feel about you
Especially at this Christmastime
You went out of your way,
Thoughtful gifts that you gave
A love of giving, you passed on to us
Christmastime, Lord I love you
Sometimes life just doesn't seem fair
Christmastime, oh I miss you
I still see you in that old rockin' chair
You were always there for me
Through all of your life
I still miss our telephone calls
The jokes that you told
And the laughter we shared
Oh Lord, that's what I miss the most
Christmastime, Lord I love you
Sometimes life just doesn't seem fair
Christmastime, oh I miss you
Sittin' in that old rockin' chair
Bridge:
Lord, keep her safe in your arms
Right where she belongs
'Cause I know she's in heaven
Mama, you're finally home
Oh, you're finally home
Christmastime, Lord I love you
Sometimes life just doesn't seem fair
Christmastime, oh I miss you
Sittin' in that old rockin' chair
I still see you in that old rockin' chair
Merry Christmas
Always know that I'm thinking of you
Merry Christmas
Mama, I will always love you
song performed by by 38 Special
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Grandmas Theme
Go grandma!!! go, go, go grandma!!!!!!!you know what they say. go, go, go
Grandma youll make it someday. shalalalala grandma youre doing fine. you and
Your dreams are ahead of your time!!! go go go go!!!!!
Go, go grandma ranger......
In space!!!!!!
What about grandpa? ? ? ? ?
Chorus:
Go granny, go granny, go go go granny!!!
Yeeeehaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!
Yeah thats right
I love u grandmama
song performed by by John Mellencamp
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Just A-Sittin' And A-Rockin'
I don't go out walking
I ain't for no talking
My baby's done left me
Just a sittin' and a rockin'
If i had been scheming
Instead of just dreaming
He'd never have left me
Just a sittin' and a rockin'
Sittin all day without holding my baby
Makes me so blue and sad
If he don't hurry and come back
It's a cinch to drive me mad
Now if i don't find him
I hope you'll remind him
That i'm staying where he left me
Just a sittin' and a rockin'
All day
Don't go out a walking
And i for no talking
My baby's done left me
Just a sittin' and a rockin'
All day
If i had been scheming
Instead of just dreaming
He'd never have left me
Just a sittin' and a rockin'
Sittin all day without holding my baby
I miss my lonely papa
If he don't hurry and come back
It's a cinch to, i'll blow my toppa
Now if i don't find him
I hope you'll remind him
That i'm staying where he left me
Just a sittin' and a rockin'
Rockin' and a sittin'
Sittin' and a rockin'
All day
song performed by by Ella Fitzgerald
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Dear Grandma
Dear Grandma, I remember
When you were there for me
Dear Grandma, I remember
Your smile was a joy to see
Dear Grandma, I remember
The wonderful dinners I had
I remember how you cared
You dried my tears when I was sad
Dear Grandma, I remember
All the wonderful things you gave
You would let us play around
You would always be there to wave
Dear Grandma, I remember
All your loving care
Helping when I was sick
You were always there
Dear Grandma, I remember
That you are there for me yet
Always a comfort to me
Dear Grandma, I wont forget
Bazonka
Say Bazonka every day
That's what my grandma used to say
It keeps at bay the Asian Flu'
And both your elbows free from glue.
So say Bazonka every day
(That's what my grandma used to say)
Don't say it if your socks are dry!
Or when the sun is in your eye!
Never say it in the dark
(The word you see emits a spark)
Only say it in the day
(That's what my grandma used to say)
Young Tiny Tim took her advice
He said it once, he said it twice
he said it till the day he died
And even after that he tried
To say Bazonka! every day
Just like my grandma used to say.
Now folks around declare it's true
That every night at half past two
If you'll stand upon your head
And shout Bazonka! from your bed
You'll hear the word as clear as day
Just like my grandma used to say!
poem by Spike Milligan
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Iko Iko
My spy boy saw you spy boy sittin' by the fi-yo
My spy boy told your spy boy, "I'm gonna set you flag on fi-yo."
I said, "Hey now," "Hey now,"
Aiko Aiko all day, jockomo feno na na nay, jockomoa feena nay.
My grandma and your grandma were sitting by the fire
Said my grandma to your grandma, "Gonna get your tail on fire."
I said, "Hey now," "Hey now,"
Aiko Aiko all day, jockomo feno na na nay, jockomo feena nay
song performed by by Grateful Dead
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When Jesus Comes Calling For Me
When I was a child I recall and old man; everybody loved old zeke
He was all alone, his family was gone; one day he said to me
Im just sittin here thinkin about jesus, rockin as my old chair creaks
Some glad day Ill fly away when jesus comes calling for me
It might be today, it might be tomorrow, maybe one day next week
Ill soon be done with trouble and sorrow when he comes calling for me
When jesus comes calling for me
When I die dont grieve and cry
Lordy, dont feel sorry for me
Oh what a day, what a mighty fine day
When jesus comes calling for me
When he comes calling for me
I might be in the graveyard walking talking to my family
Or I might be plowing in the field down yonder, just old muley and me
Wherever I am, whatever Im a doing, some sweet day Ill see
And band of angels in a cloud of glory when jesus comes calling for me
When he comes calling for me
When I die just close my eyes
And lay me neath the willow tree
Oh what a day, what a mighty fine day
When jesus comes calling for me
When jesus comes calling for me
Im just sittin here watchin for jesus, rockin as my old chair creaks
Some sweet day Ill fly away when jesus comes calling for me
When he comes calling for me
song performed by by Dolly Parton
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Just A-sittin & A-rockin
I dont go out walking
I aint for no talking
My babys done left me
Just a sittin and a rockin
If I had been scheming
Instead of just dreaming
Hed never have left me
Just a sittin and a rockin
Sittin all day without holding my baby
Makes me so blue and sad
If he dont hurry and come back
Its a cinch to drive me mad
Now if I dont find him
I hope youll remind him
That Im staying where he left me
Just a sittin and a rockin
All day
Dont go out a walking
And I for no talking
My babys done left me
Just a sittin and a rockin
All day
If I had been scheming
Instead of just dreaming
Hed never have left me
Just a sittin and a rockin
Sittin all day without holding my baby
I miss my lonely papa
If he dont hurry and come back
Its a cinch to, Ill blow my toppa
Now if I dont find him
I hope youll remind him
That Im staying where he left me
Just a sittin and a rockin
Rockin and a sittin
Sittin and a rockin
All day
song performed by by Ella Fitzgerald
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Grandma
Knots and tangles in my hair,
grandma sitting on her chair,
me in front on a stool so low,
brushes and combs all in a row.
Grandma would wash it every day,
Saying 'We do this first, then you play.'
Waiting for the feel of every pull,
this became our ritual.
I anticipated every tug.
When we finished we would hug.
But before I'd leave she'd make a bow,
all different colors she'd use to show
that my hair was something she loved to see.
It was long and shiny black, like ebony.
I treasure her looks and the moments spent,
the combs, the brushes and her looks of content.
My grandma made me feel like a queen,
like the prettiest thing she'd ever seen.
Now as my hair is turning gray
I remember the words she used to say,
'Sit down dolly and I'll comb your hair.'
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Aiko Aiko
My spy boy saw you spy boy sittin by the bi-yo
My spy boy told your spy boy, Im gonna set you flag on fi-yo.
I said, hey now, hey now,
Aiko aiko all day, jockomo feeno na na nay, jockomo feena nay.
My grandma and your grandma were sitting by the fire
Said my grandma to your grandma, gonna get your tail on fire.
I said, hey now, hey now,
Aiko aiko all day, jockomo feeno na na nay, jockomo feena nay.
song performed by by Grateful Dead
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Everybodys Rockin
When grandma and grandpa get out on the floor
They rock until they drop and then they rock some more
Yeah, everybodys rockin, well, everybodys rockin
Everybodys rockin, rockin to the dancin beat.
From the shaky city down to new orleans
The golden gate to the bronx and queens
Everybodys rockin, yeah, everybodys rockin,
Well, everybodys rockin, rockin to the dancin beat.
When ronnie and nancy do the bop on the lawn
Theyre rockin in the white house all night long.
Everybodys rockin, everybodys rockin,
Everybodys rockin, rockin their blues away.
Everybodys rockin, rockin their blues away
Everybodys rockin, rockin all night and day.
Everybodys rockin, everybodys rockin
Yeah, everybodys rockin, everybodys rockin
Everybodys rockin, rockin to the dancin beat.
Everybodys rockin, dancin to the rockin beat.
song performed by by Neil Young
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Grandma’s Little Angel
Grandma’s little angel is what you will be called, sent to us from the wings of another angel, heaven has a kiss of blessing with your name all around it, a loving gift from God “Grandma little Angel.”
Grandma’s little angel is who we are waiting for; I have been blessed with a grandchild that I will love forever more.
Grandma’s little angel I will truly adore, cherish the ground she walk upon, kiss her baby feet, hold her tiny hands until she falls to sleep.
Grandma’s little angel the apple of my eyes a wonderfully feeling of joy until the day I die. Little angel kiss my heart, touched my soul I can’t wait until the day comes that I could behold “Grandma’s little angel.”
Grandma’s little angel has already embraced my soul, our eyes has not yet seen the love that will soon unfold. She is my little light the fire that burns deep from within Grandma’s little Angel a kiss from heaven sent.
Grandma’s Little Angel from blossoms flowers grows, beautifully like a red wine rose touched my heart like no one really knows.
Grandma’s little angel I did not fully understand the blessing that was sent from God’s loving hand, he opened my eyes so I can clearly see the love that he in trusted in thee.
poem by Kimbaline Navas
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Grandma Didn't Spend A Dime To Find Logic
Those who believe they can predict Mother Nature,
Are the same ones who perceive,
They can create the flavor and taste...
Of Grandma's award winning Sweet Potato Pie.
Only to realize,
Such predictions are a waste of time...
And money spent,
Educating themselves to 'be' Grandma.
When Grandma didn't spend a dime to find logic.
Grandma had a mind of her own.
Satisfying each and everytime AND was unpredictable!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Berkeley Woman
This song appears on two albums, and was first released on the farewell andromeda album, and has also been released on the john denver album.
I saw a berkley woman
Sittin in her rockin chair
A dulcimer in her lap
A feather in her hair
Her breasts swayed freely
With the rhythm of the rockin chair
She was a-sittin and a-singin and a-swayin
Her cheeks were red I declare
Twas hard to believe
What my eyes showed me then
The colour in her cheeks
Was just her natural skin
She wore no makeup
To make her look that way
She was a natural mama with the red cheeks
What more can I say
Well I finally realised
There was hunger in my stare
In my mind I was swayin
With the woman in the rockin chair
But the lady I was livin with
Was standin right by my side
She saw my stare and she saw my hunger
And lord it made her cry
So with anger on her face
Yes and the hurt in her eyes
She scratched me and she clawed me
She screamed and she cried
oh you dont give me near
All the lovin that you should
Yet youre ready to go and lay with her
Youre just no damn good
Well I guess shes probably right
Oh I guess Im probably wrong
I guess shes not too far away
She hasnt been gone very long
And I guess we could get together
And try it one more time
But I know that wanderlust would come again
Shed only wind up a-cryin
Well now youve heard my story
Plain as the light of day
Its hard to feel guilty for lovin the ladies
Thats all I gotta say
cept a woman is the sweetest fruit
That God ever put on the vine
Id no more love just one kinda woman
Than drink only one kinda wine
Words and music by bryan bowers
song performed by by John Denver
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Waiting
When darkness peeps gradually
The orphan boy met a little red riding hood.
She goes to her grandma's house
When she asked where he's going
He said; 'Nowhere to go.'
'First I go there and get permission from my grandma,
If she agrees to provide you lodging tonight,
I'll be hurry to you and please wait here.' She said.
But she never returned.
It happened a very long time ago
And she must be a grandma now.
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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The Broken Girl
The light is fading faster
as her life begins
to go
the darkness comes
as her life slowly
slips away
her demons have risen
they've taken control
she's not the girl
she used to be
The girl with the
smile, the
girl with the
laugh
That girl is gone
she has died off
she left this day
the day of an honest
mistake
a mistake she will
have to die for
for her grandma will
soon know
they don't see it
for they don't know
the wrath of her grandma
they think the grandma's
sweet
they say she's not that way
She says her grandma will
take
everything she holds dear
they say they don't believe it
they say that its not true
little do they know
her grandma is of a nature
where she will take all
from the girl
all because of one
mistake
the girl will loose it all
the girl you knew will
be long gone
for she must say good-bye
all to soon you will
meat the girl she
really is
for all to soon her masks
shall drop
all to soon she will
reveal all
the masks shall drop
and many will see
just how broken that girl
really is
to soon they will see
that girl is
me
(written 9/29/10)
Cogitation
if this chair does not exist
will i, this, chair, me, who asks,
if this chair, exists at all,
can i, exist, too? will i be dependent
on the thought of a chair
a thought of me that i think i
can touch, that i think thoughts
touching this thought of a chair
does the chair think about me,
i ask, looking for that therefore
beside the chair that i thought
is a chair, that i thought is I,
am, therefore, a chair, thinking
chair, on four feet?
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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