Katies Been Gone
(by j. r. robertson and r. manuel)
Katies been gone since the spring time;
She wrote one timen sent her love.
Katies been gone for such a long time now.
I wonder what kind of love shes thinkin of.
Dear katie,
If you can hear me,
I cant wait to have ya near me.
Oh, katie, since ya caught that bus,
Well, I just dont know how things are with us.
Im still here and youre out there.
Katie laughed when I said I was lonely.
She said, theres no need tfeel that way.
Katie said that I was her only one,
But then I wonder why she didnt wanna stay.
Dear katie, if Im the only one,
How much longer will you be gone?
Oh, katie, wont ya tell me straight:
How much longer do I have to wait?
Ill believe you,
But please come through.
I know its wrong to be apart this long;
You should be here, near me.
Katies been gone and now her face is slowly fading from my mind.
Shes gone to find some newer places,
Left the old life far behind.
Dear katie, dont ya miss your home?
I dont see why you had to roam.
Dear katie, since youve been away
I lose a little something every day
I need you here, but youre still out there.
Dear katie, please drop me a line,
Just write, love, to tell me youre fine.
Oh, katie, if you can hear me,
I just cant wait to have you near me.
I can only think
Where are you,
What ya do, may be theres someone new.
song performed by by Bob Dylan
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Canst Thou Leave Me Thus, My Katie
Chorus
Canst thou leave me thus, my Katie?
Canst thou leave me thus, my Katie?
Well thou know'st my aching heart,
And canst thou leave me thus, for pity?
Is this thy plighted, fond regard,
Thus cruelly to part, my Katie?
Is this thy faithful swain's reward-
An aching, broken heart, my Katie!
Chorus
Farewell! and ne'er such sorrows tear
That finkle heart of thine, my Katie!
Thou maysn find those will love thee dear,
But not a love like mine, my Katie,
Chorus
poem by Robert Burns
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When Katie walks, this simple pair accompany her side
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When Katie walks, this simple pair accompany her side,
When Katie runs unwearied they follow on the road,
When Katie kneels, their loving hands still clasp her pious knee—
Ah! Katie! Smile at Fortune, with two so knit to thee!
poem by Emily Dickinson
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Katie Mae
Well you know katie mae is a good girl
Folks say she dont run around at night
I made a mistake and she dont run around at night
Yes, you can bet your last dollar katie mae will treat you right.
Well some folks say she must be a cadillac
But I say she got to be a t-model ford
Yes she got the shape all right, but she cant carry no heavy load.
And she walks this life
Her daddy got oil wells in his backyard
Every time she got to working that woman she never has to work too hard.
I say bye-bye poor katie mae
These are the last words I got to say
Cause if I dont meet you tomorrow
Ill get you early in the next day.
song performed by by Grateful Dead
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Villanelle
Katie could put her feet behind her head
Or do a grand plié, position two,
Her suppleness magnificent in bed.
I strained my lower back, and Katie bled,
Only a little, doing what we could do
When Katie tucked her feet behind her head.
Her torso was a C-cup'd figurehead,
Wearing below its navel a tattoo
That writhed in suppleness upon the bed.
As love led on to love, love's goddess said,
"No lovers ever fucked as fucked these two!
Katie could put her feet behind her head!"
When Katie came she never stopped. Instead,
She came, cried "God!," and came, this dancer who
Brought ballerina suppleness to bed.
She curled her legs around my neck, which led
To depths unplumbed by lovers hitherto.
Katie could tuck her feet behind her head
And by her suppleness unmake the bed.
Anonymous submission.
poem by Donald Hall
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Shes In Love With The Boy
(jon ims)
Katies sitting on the old front porch
Watching the chickens peck the ground
There aint a whole lot going on tonight
In this one horse town.
Over yonder, coming up the road
In a beat-up chevy truck
Her boyfriend tommy, hes laying on the horn
Splashing through the mud and the muck
Her daddy says, he aint worth a lick
When it came to brains, he got the short end of the stick
But katies young and man she just dont care
Shed follow tommy anywhere
Shes in love with the boy
Shes in love with the boy
Shes in love with the boy
And even if they have to run away
Shes gonna marry that boy someday
Katie and tommy at the drive-in movie
Parked in the very last row
Theyre too busy holding on to one another
To even care about the show
But later on outside the tastee freeze,
Tommy slips something on her hand
He says, my high school ring will have to do
Till I can buy a wedding band
Her daddy says, he aint worth a lick
When it came to brains, he got the short end of the stick
But katies young and man she just dont care
Shed follow tommy anywhere
Shes in love with the boy
Shes in love with the boy
Shes in love with the boy
And even if they have to run away
Shes gonna marry that boy someday
Her daddys waiting up till half past twelve
When they come sneaking up the walk
He says, young lady get on up to your room
While me and junior have a talk
But mama breaks in and says, dont lose your temper
It wasnt very long ago
When you yourself was just a hay-seed plowboy
Who didnt have a row to hoe
My daddy said you wasnt worth a lick
When it came to brains, you had the short end of the stick
But he was wrong and honey you are too
Katie looks at tommy like I still look at you
Shes in love with the boy
Shes in love with the boy
Shes in love with the boy
Whats meant to be will always find a way
Shes in love with the boy
Shes in love with the boy
Shes in love with the boy
Whats meant to be will always find a way
Shes gonna marry that boy someday.
Shes in love with the boy....
song performed by by Trisha Yearwood
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Seventh Inning Stretch
Written in 1908 by jack norworth and albert von tilzer
Katie casey was baseball mad
Had the fever and had it bad
Just to root for the home town crew
Every sou, katie blew
On a saturday her young beau
Called to see if shed like to go
To see a show but miss kate said no,
Ill tell you what you can do...
Chorus
Take me out to the ball game
Take me out to the crowd
Buy me some peanuts and cracker jack
I dont care if I never get back
So its root, root, root for the home team
If they dont win its a shame
For its one, two, three strikes youre out
At the old ball game
Second verse
Katie casey saw all the games
Knew all the players by their first names
Told the umpire he was wrong
All along, good and strong
When the score was just two to two
Cagey casey knew what to do
Just to cheer up the boys she knew
She made the gang sing this song
Chorus
song performed by by Gin Blossoms
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A Letter from Me
Dear Katie,
I'm going to start this off by saying;
I love you and I'm safe.
I know you're scared, I'm scared too
But don't cry honey,
I'll be home soon.
How are the kids?
Give them a big hug for me,
And tell them I love them.
I'm missing you more than ever
Here in Afghanistan.
I'm wishing every night to
Wake up next to you.
Love,
Me
That was the last letter she got
From her brave husband.
He was killed in action two days
After she got the letter.
Katie cried and cried tears
Of not only saddness but of proudness
Knowing her husband, Cpl. Mitchell,
Died fighting for his country.
poem by Kailee Falvo
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Sitting Still
This name I got we all agreed
See could stop stop it will rid
We could bind it in the cist
We could gather, throw a fit
Up to buy, katie buys a kitchen-size, but not mae ann
Setting trap for love, making a waste of time, sitting still
Im the sign and you can read.
Im the sign and youre not deaf.
We could bind it in the cist.
We could gather, throw a fit.
Up to buy, katie buys a kitchen-size, but not mae ann
Setting trap for love, making a waste of time, sitting still
I can hear you. I can hear you. I can hear you.
This name I got we all agree
See could stop stop it will rid
We could bind it in the cist
We could gather, throw a fit.
Up to buy, katie buys a kitchen-size, but not mae ann
Setting trap for love, making a waste of time, sitting still
I can hear you. I can hear you. I can hear you.
You can gather when I talk, talk until youre blue
You could get away from me. get away from me.
Up to buy, katie buys a kitchen-size, but not me
Setting trap for love, making a waste of time, sitting still
I can hear you. I can hear you. I can hear you.
I can hear you. I can hear you. I can hear you.
Can you hear me?
song performed by by REM
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I'm His Angel
I’m His Angel
I’m his angel the one who looks over him
I’m his angel the one who cares for him
I’m his angel the one who loves him
I’m his angel the one who has beautiful brown eyes
I’m his angel the one who has beautiful dark brown hair
I’m his angel I will be there when he gets hurt
I’m his angel I will be the one that is always on his mind
I am the angel that keeps him breathing
I am the angel of his dreams
I am the angel that keeps him alive
I am his angel that will cheer him up when he is sad
~Katie Bunge
poem by Katie Bunge
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Santa Fe
Santa-fe,
Dear, dear, dear, dear, dear santa-fe,
My woman needs it evryday,
She promised this a-lad shed stay,
Shes rollin up a lotta bread
To toss away.
Shes in santa-fe,
Dear, dear, dear, dear, dear santa-fe
Now shes opened up an old maids home,
Shes proud, but she needs to roam,
Shes gonna write herself a roadside poem,
About santa-fe.
Santa-fe,
Dear, dear, dear, dear santa-fe.
Since Im never gonna cease to roam,
Im never, ever far from home,
But Ill build a geodesic dome
And sail away.
Dont feel bad.
No, no, no, no, dont feel bad
Its the best food Ive ever had.
Makes me feel so glad
That shes cooking in a home-made pad
She never caught a cold so bad
When Im away.
Santa-fe,
Dear, dear, dear, dear, dear, dear santa-fe.
My shrimp boats in the bay
I wont have my nature this way,
And Im leanin on the wheel each day
To drift away
From santa-fe,
Dear, dear, dear, dear, dear santa-fe.
My sister looks good at home,
Shes lickin on an ice cream cone,
Shes packin her big white comb,
What does it weigh?
song performed by by Bob Dylan
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If I hear the word 'perky' again, I'll puke.
quote by Katie Couric
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Hopefully I'll be successful with the singing, but there are so many other things I want to do, like acting. I'll do them one at a time first!
quote by Katie Price
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The men I find myself attracted to are the ones who don't say anything and are quite shy.
quote by Katie Price
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I've always tried to stay true to my authentic self.
quote by Katie Couric
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He's the most incredible man. He's so generous and kind, and he helps so many people, and, um, he makes me laugh like I've never laughed, and he's a great friend.
quote by Katie Holmes
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I'm quite an insecure person and need reassuring all the time.
quote by Katie Price
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If you want to stay in the business then you've got to be a bit shrewd, haven't you?
quote by Katie Price
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I want to do other things like more fashion campaigns.
quote by Katie Price
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Grieve not for me
I cannot let you grieve for me,
For those who love must let us go.
In comfort, please believe I’m free,
From all the pain life can bestow,
As I begin my world anew,
Consider not what used to be,
I’m sending happy smiles to youWhile I enjoy eternity.
Lord, bless the home
From which I came,
Yet brush each lonely hour away,
With fond remembrance of my name,
And a sunshine for a newer day.
Look to the wind to find me there,
Beside the hardest thing you do.
I’ve left my love within this prayer
I’m always watching over you.
poem by Katie Evans
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Dear God, are you listening
With every breath of cigarette smoke
that escapes his lips
the color of her spirit progressively fades
Dear God are you listening?
With every sip of alcohol
that flows through his body
her trust in her once hero weakens
Dear God are you listening?
With every pill
she takes for her escape
her life becomes a blur
Dear God are you listening?
It's me..
Your daughter
But she hears
No reply
No response
just silence
emptiness
and nothing at all
She closes her eyes
in the night
and as her life
is drifting away
she then hears
Yes my daughter
I am listening
I am here with you
I will never leave you alone
Remember my daughter
you are never alone