Brown Girl In The Ring
Brown girl in the ring
Tra la la la la
Theres a brown girl in the ring
Tra la la la la la
Brown girl in the ring
Tra la la la la
She looks like a sugar in a plum
Plum plum
Show me your motion
Tra la la la la
Come on show me your motion
Tra la la la la la
Show me your motion
Tra la la la la
She looks like a sugar in a plum
Plum plum
All had water run dry
Got nowhere to wash my cloths
All had water run dry
Got nowhere to wash my cloths
I remember one saturday night
We had fried fish and johnny-cakes
I remember one saturday night
We had fried fish and johnny-cakes
Beng-a-deng
Beng-a-deng
Brown girl in the ring
Tra la la la la
Theres a brown girl in the ring
Tra la la la la la
Brown girl in the ring
Tra la la la la
She looks like a sugar in a plum
Plum plum
Show me your motion
Tra la la la la
Come on show me your motion
Tra la la la la la
Show me your motion
Tra la la la la
She looks like a sugar in a plum
Plum plum
All had water run dry
Got nowhere to wash my cloths
All had water run dry
Got nowhere to wash my cloths
I remember one saturday night
We had fried fish and johnny-cakes
I remember one saturday night
We had fried fish and johnny-cakes
Beng-a-deng
Beng-a-deng
Brown girl in the ring
Tra la la la la
See, brown girl in the ring
Tra la la la la la
Brown girl in the ring
Tra la la la la
She looks like a sugar in a plum
Plum plum
All had water run dry
Got nowhere to wash my cloths
All had water run dry
Got nowhere to wash my cloths
Brown girl in the ring
Tra la la la la
Look that brown girl in the ring
Tra la la la la la
Brown girl in the ring
Tra la la la la
She looks like a sugar in a plum
Plum plum
song performed by by Boney M.
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Plum's Destiny
A little plum dropped from the tree
and struck a frog upon his knee.
The frog did hurt and cried a lot
the plum said Oops, I plum forgot.
Which wasn't altogether true
you see a plum is always blue
a frog however must be green
thus he can easily be seen.
So, folks, it truly stands to reason
that in the Fall, the ripening season
a bit of care would be advised
that way a frog is not surprised.
In any case, the knee did swell
the plum just stayed right where it fell,
so in an effort now to heal
the frog fell for the plum appeal.
He grabbed the plum and opened wide
the plum prepared for its last ride.
And said before it was too late
a plum is to be eaten, mate.
So, you can see that those that fall
from trees or buildings, big and tall
will usually just fail to see
the maker of their destiny.
poem by Herbert Nehrlich
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Inspired by Issa - Blooming Plum
blooming plum -
baby girl lifts her skirt
to dance
inspired
blooming plum-
the voices of children
sound reverent
-Issa
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Brown Eyed Girl
Hey where did we go, days when the rains came
down in the hollow
playin' the new game
laughin' and a runnin' hey hey
skippin' an a jumpin'
in the misty morning fog
my hearts a thumpin and you
my brown eyed girl
you my brown eyed girl
So what ever happened
to tuesday at the show
gone down the old man with a
transista radio
standin in the sunlight laughing
hiding hind the rainbow wall
slippin' and a slidin'
all along the waterfall
with you my brown eyed girl
you my brown eyed girl
do you remember when we used to sing
sha la la la la la la la la la la ti dah
sha la la la la la la la la la la ti dah
la ti dah
so hard to find my way
now that all on my own
i saw you just the other day
oh my you have grown
cast from every backround law
sometime over come thikin bout ya
makin' love in the green grass
behind the stadium young with you
my brown eyed girl
you my brown eyed girl
do you remember when we used to sing
sha la la la la la la la la la la ti dah
sha la la la la la la la la la la ti dah
sha la la la la la la la la la la ti dah
sha la la la la la la la la la la ti dah
la ti dah
song performed by by Weezer
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Fruit Tree
Twilight, soon it will be dark, sparrows are flying back, god knows
where they have been. A flock meet in my plum tree, there is livid
arguing, who is going sit where. My tree doesn’t bear crops, yet
it is a fruit tree, my neighbour says so. I’m a plum tree too grew
up tall and stylish women flocked around me, I married five times
... and not a bloody plum. Grey trunk, limp leaves and when dusk
comes no one sits on my twigs; I have to invent stories of plums
I never had. Fine plums, juicy plums all of them females that never
matured and left me alone to fend for myself in time of solitude.
Night, and in my heart there a is longing for the unfeasible.
poem by Oskar Hansen
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Cherry plum blossom in an old tin jug
Cherry plum blossom in an old tin jug —
Oh, it is lovely, beautiful and fair,
With sun on it and little shadows mixed
All in among the fragrant wonder there.
Cherry plum blossom on the workroom bench
Where we can see it all our working hours.
In all my garden days of ladyhood,
I never met girls who so loved sweet flowers.
poem by Lesbia Harford
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Remembering Marie A.
It was a day in that blue month september
Silent beneath the plum trees slender shade
I held her there
My love, so pale and silent
As if she were a dream that must not fade
Above us in the shining summer heaven
There was a cloud my eyes dwelled long upon
It was quite white and very high above us
Then I looked up
And found that it had gone
And since that day, so many moons in silence
Have swum across the sky and gone below
The plum trees surely have been chopped for firewood
And if you ask, how does that love seem now
I must admit, I really cant remember
And yet I know what you are trying to say
But what her face was like, I know no longer
I only know I kissed it on that day
As for the kiss, I long ago forgot it
But for the cloud that floated in the sky
I know that still and shall forever know it
It was quite white and moved in very high
It may be that the plum trees still are blooming
That womans seventh child may now be there
And yet that cloud had only bloomed for minutes
When I looked up
It vanished on the air
song performed by by David Bowie
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Brown Eyed Girl
(clapping)
hey where did we godays when the rains came
down in the hallow
playin the new game
laughin and a runnin' hey hey
skippin an a jumpin'
in the misty morning fog oh
my hearts a thumpin and you
my brown eyed girl
you my brown eyed girl
and what ever happened
the tuesday was so slow
gone down the old man witha
transista radio
standin in the sunlight laughing
hiding hind the rainbow wall
slippin and a slidin
all along the waterfall
my brown eyed girl
you my brown eyed girl
do you remember when
ah we used to sing
sha la la la la la la la la la la ti dah
just like that
sha la la la la la la la la la la ti dah
la ti dah
(bass plays)
so hard to find my way
now that im on my own
i saw you just the other day
my you have grown
cast from every backround law
sometime over come thikin bout ya
makin love in the green grass
a behind ah staying young with you
my brown eyed girl
you my brown eyed girl
do you remember when ah
we used to sing
sha la la la la la la la la la la ti dah
sha la la la la la la la la la la ti dah
bit by bit by biot by bit
sha la la la la la la la la la la ti dah
yes were singin
sha la la la la...
(fades off)
song performed by by Reel Big Fish
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The boxer and the punisher
beating my blackness
into a exotic Avatar purple....
blistered firestone skin
that darkened with every thud
ol purple plum face
ol purple plum face
keeping it up against the golden gloves
of Mike Tyson
poem by Martin Lochner
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Brown Eyed Girl
Hey, where did we go
Days when the rains came ?
Down in the hollow
Playing a new game,
Laughing and a-running, hey, hey,
Skipping and a-jumping
In the misty morning fog with
Our, our hearts a-thumping
And you, my brown-eyed girl,
You, my brown-eyed girl.
Whatever happened
To tuesday and so slow
Going down to the old mine with a
Transistor radio.
Standing in the sunlight laughing
Hide behind a rainbows wall,
Slipping and a-sliding
All along the waterfall
With you, my brown-eyed girl,
You, my brown-eyed girl.
Do you remember when we used to sing
Sha la la la la la la la la la la dee dah
Just like that
Sha la la la la la la la la la la dee dah
La dee dah.
So hard to find my way
Now that Im all on my own.
I saw you just the other day,
My, how you have grown!
Cast my memory back there, lord,
Sometime Im overcome thinking about
Making love in the green grass
Behind the stadium
With you, my brown-eyed girl,
You, my brown-eyed girl.
Do you remember when we used to sing
Sha la la la la la la la la la la dee dah
Laying in the green grass
Sha la la la la la la la la la la dee dah
Dee dah dee dah dee dah dee dah dee dah dee
Sha la la la la la la la la la la la la
Dee dah la dee dah la dee dah la
D-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d...
song performed by by Van Morrison
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A peach is a peach
A peach is a peach
A plum is a plum
A kiss isnt a kiss without some tongue
So open you mouth
Close your eyes
And give your tongue some exercise
poem by Kimberly lilley
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Inspired by Issa - Bathing in the fallen plum blossoms
bathing in the fallen
plum blossoms
me and my worries
inspired by
bathing in the fallen
plum blossoms...
the croaking frog
-Issa,1815
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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A City Plum Is Not A Plum
A city plum is not a plum;
A dumb-bell is no bell, though dumb;
A party rat is not a rat;
A sailor's cat is not a cat;
A soldier's frog is not a frog;
A captain's log is not a log.
poem by Christina Georgina Rossetti
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Brown Eyed Girl
Brown eyed girl
By: van morrison
1967
Hey where did we go
Days when the rains came
Down in a hollow
Playin a new game
Laughin and a runnin
Skippin and a jumpin
In the misty mornin fog
Ah with our hearts a thumpin
Was you my brown eyed girl
You my brown eyed girl
Now what ever happened
Tuesday is oh so slow
Goin down the old mine with a
Transistor radio
Standin in a sunlit lane
Hidin hind a rainbows wall
Slippin and a slidin yeah
All along the waterfall
It was you my brown eyed girl
You my brown eyed girl
Do you remember when
We used to sing
Sha la la la la la la la la la la ti da
Sha la la la la la la la la la la ti da
So hard to find my way
Now that Im on my own
Thought about it just the other day
My, whered the times all gone
Cant remember back then lord
Sometimes Im overcome thinkin bout
Makin love in the green grass
Uh behind the stadium
With you my brown eyed girl
You my brown eyed girl
Do you remember when
We used to sing
Sha la la la la la la la la la la ti da
Sha la la la la la la la la la la ti da yeah
Sha la la la la la la la la la la ti da oh oh oh oh
Sha la la la la la la la la la la ti da
Sha la la la la la la la la la la ti da
Sha la la la la la la la la la la ti da oh oh oh oh
Sha la la la la la la la la la la ti da
- notes:
Background vocals: rita coolidge, david lasley, arnold mcculler
Debra mccoll, frank bama
song performed by by Jimmy Buffett
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Making Things Right In Exile - After the Chinese Poet, Po Chui 772 - 846 CE
He rests awhile in the wide orchard
where bright plum flowers rain. He
unrolls his pallet to sleep inside
the humming glade.
'Raiment, ' he writes in his sleepy
head, 'of leaves and bees. An old man
puts the best plum in his sleeve to
bring home to his bitter wife.'
'Why strive when nature is bounteous
and all ills can be made right with
wet sweetness? '
poem by Warren Falcon
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Youre My Baby
(johnny cash)
Roy orbison (sun 251, 1956)
I love that hair, long an black
Hangin down to the middle of your back
Dont cut it off whatever you do
I need it to run my fingers through
cause youre my baby, ah-ah, youre my sugar
Dont mean maybe, youre my baby
Got me a dollar that I saved
Saved it up for a rainy day
Everybodys callin for bills thats due
But they dont catch me, Ill spend it on you
cause youre my baby, ah-ah, youre my sugar
Dont mean maybe, youre my baby
Got me a guitar, got a six strings
And a picker to make em ring
Every strings gotta know what to do
cause Im gonna use em to serenade you
cause youre my baby, ah-ah, youre my sugar
Dont mean maybe, youre my baby
Well I had me a gal, she said shes mine
But she run around on me all the time
Now shes gone an Im glad were through
cause i-Im plum-flipped over you
cause youre my baby, ah-ah, youre my sugar
Dont mean maybe, youre my baby
Oh, baby-baby, yeah youre my baby
Well I dont mean maybe
You drive me crazy
I love you baby, youre my babydoll
song performed by by Roy Orbison
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Tz'u No. 13
To the tune of "Song of Peace"
Year by year, in the snow,
I have often gathered plum flowers,
intoxicated with their beauty.
Fondling them impudently
I got my robe wet with their lucid tears.
This year I have drifted to the corner
of the sea and the edge
of the horizon,
My temples have turned grey.
Judging by the gust of the evening wind,
It is unlikely I will again
enjoy the plum blossoms.
poem by Li Ching Chao
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In Broad Darkness
tonight, a torch song is burning,
on the levee in Gramercy,
a bonfire, a distant always,
as hot as nineteen eighty-three.
after church we walked in silence,
beneath the tangled oaks, I knew,
and fancied Satan was upset,
when i sold my soul to you...
for a moon you never owned,
for a night of stars and bliss,
baptized in broad darkness,
by a Creole kind of kiss
divine and human, all at once
it went beyond blood brothers,
before we knew the sin and shame
imposed by peers and holy mothers.
southern closets grew damp and cold
with fear and condemnation dealt
for boys who did not fit the mold
were beaten with the bible belt.
tradition ruled, all else was odd,
redeemed, I sought to please their god,
through prayers for grace, my soul confessed...
plum NAKED was your Sunday best!
PLUM NAKED was your Sunday BEST!
PLUM NAKED WAS YOUR SUNDAY BEST!
poem by ToddMichael St. Pierre
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The Sugar-Plum Tree
Have you ever heard of the Sugar-Plum Tree?
'T is a marvel of great renown!
It blooms on the shore of the Lollipop sea
In the garden of Shut-Eye Town;
The fruit that it bears is so wondrously sweet
(As those who have tasted it say)
That good little children have only to eat
Of that fruit to be happy next day.
When you 've got to the tree, you would have a hard time
To capture the fruit which I sing;
The tree is so tall that no person could climb
To the boughs where the sugar-plums swing!
But up in that tree sits a chocolate cat,
And a gingerbread dog prowls below---
And this is the way you contrive to get at
Those sugar-plums tempting you so:
You say but the word to that gingerbread dog
And he barks with such terrible zest
That the chocolate cat is at once all agog,
As her swelling proportions attest.
And the chocolate cat goes cavorting around
From this leafy limb unto that,
And the sugar-plums tumble, of course, to the ground---
Hurrah for that chocolate cat!
There are marshmallows, gumdrops, and peppermint canes,
With stripings of scarlet or gold,
And you carry away of the treasure that rains
As much as your apron can hold!
So come, little child, cuddle closer to me
In your dainty white nightcap and gown,
And I 'll rock you away to that Sugar-Plum Tree
In the garden of Shut-Eye Town.
poem by Eugene Field
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My Little Brown Haired Girl
I keep a looking for my little brown haired girl
I've searched, I've looked all over the world for her
I've even been to county down
and even though you know how that story goes
mines different cause I had her
I lost her and now can't find my Rose.
I keep a looking for my little brown haired girl
I have the words I didn't express
the importance of you to me I did not stress
instead I did let my stress stop me from loving you my best
so I'm saving to buy a car, and I'm a heading a west.
I keep a looking for my little brown haired girl
cause when you are a boy, you know all boys wanna be men,
thinking of the time when we first met
the times together I will never forget them
I can't help but wonder if I'll ever look into your green eyes agen.
I keep a looking for my little brown haired girl
I'm dressed in my Sunday clothes
but I just look like a somebody nobody knows
when I was in county down I couldn't find you so I got you a rose
so if I knock on the door of your room please don't keep it closed.
Because I keep a looking for my little brown haired girl
there are many familiar in this world, but none like her
cause if you wanna walk towards me without her smile
I'll be telling you for more than a mile, you can run on
because when I see my little brown haired girl
I see she is now a young brown haired woman.
poem by Daniel McCann
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Hey Citizen
Here they come,
Slumming their way outta the jacuzzi,
Well, Ive lived in a slum, sugar plum,
Hit and run
And it did not amuse me
There they go,
Moving around on the radio,
Well Ive been on that show,
Reap and sow, feed and grow
And it did not amuse me
Hey citizen! hey american!
Hey russian! hey citizen!
Beauty stab,
When the good things in life
Have all grown bad,
The cats out the bag
Smash and grab, burn the flag
And didnt it fool me throw it out,
Its not worth the paper its written on
No ifs and buts,
Spending cuts, cheaper smut,
They say they could use me
All through summer,
Theres no glamour in the slammer,
No glamour in the slammer,
Until you make a run
All through summer, the splendours
Pretty slender
The splendours pretty slender
Until you make a run
Here they come,
Slumming their way out of the jacuzzi,
Well Ive lived in a slum, sugar plum,
Hit and run and it did not amuse me
There they go,
Grooving around on the radio
Well Ive been on that show, reap and sow
Feed and grow, and it didnt amuse me
Hey villager! hey citizen!
Hey countryman! hey, now listen!
Hey chinaman! hey european!
Hey russian! hey american!
Hey cowboy! hey indian!
Hey anyway! hey, hey, hey citizen!
song performed by by Abc
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