Cousin Randy
Muir-Trujillo-
He'd disappear for years, then one day he would just show
Dad would buy him shows (shoes?), give him $50 and he'd go
He talked about the good old days of war in Vietnam
Did two tours of duty with his new love heroin
You knew he'd be covicted before he was ever tried
Did his time in Chino, then Folsom and Wayside
But every day was prison, molested as a kid
Abused by his stepfather, hard to believe the things he did
We call him Cousin Randy
Couldn't get up in the morning, couldn't get to sleep at night
Swore the room was full of Demons, but nothin' was in our sight
No one was safe when Randy came out to play
He would leave you for dead and then just walk away
We call him Cousin Randy
One time while at Grandma's, it was getting kind of late
Randy stayed outside 'cause his odor was so great
He walked out the door and I told him "good night"
He charged me, grabbed my neck and he started squeezing tight
Dad and Jim and Grandpa jumped on to his back
He screamed "What's so good about it" before he let up his attack
The neck day, while we were swimming, he tried to drown my sister
Laughing as she struggled, then he pulled her up and kissed her
We call him Cousin Randy. To us, he's just Cousin Randy
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Randy
Oh randy if they knew
I think theyd take me sway
Just for loving you you
All alone in my own quiet way
Cause thats the way that I want it
Wish I could see you now
You and your cherry black eyes
My heart would never lie down down
Cause thats the way my arrow flies
And thats the way that I want it
You never said it would rain
You only told me that the sun would come again
You never said it would rain
Oh randy if you did
It wouldnt mean a thing
It wouldnt hurt me a bit
Cause only you can break my wings
And thats the way that I want it
You drew my face in the sand
And ever since that day you made me what I am
You drew my face in the sand
Oh randy if I could
Theres nothing I wouldnt give
To live with you for good
Ause thats the way Id like to live
And thats the way that I want it
Randy oh my randy
Randy oh my randy
Randy oh my randy
song performed by by Cat Stevens
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Call It Destiny
As I sit at home in my chair
I think of her as she's not there
Remembering the talks that we once held
As we thought of no one, but only ourselves.
For a moment as though we were just one
Then that moment disappeared and that feeling gone.
We smiled and laughed as we sat and talked
So we decided together, to go for a walk.
As I walked around a local park
Am all alone now and it's after dark
I think of memories that once had been
But now they are gone, as though never seen.
I think of her as she had held my arm
But that was yesterday and that was the charm
We walked not knowing if we were lovers or friends
Wished I knew the beginning, and not the end.
As I reached out to touch a star
As though to hold it from afar
I close my eyes with an opened hand
Then once again I finally understand.
You are not here but your in my sight
Not just in the daytime but also the night
As in my heart, there you will always be
You can call it love, but I call it destiny.
Randy L. McClave
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Destiny
As I sit at home in my chair
I think of her as she's not there
Remembering the talks that we held
We thought of no one but ourselves.
For a moment as though we were one
Then that moment disappeared and the feeling gone
We smiled and laughed as we sat and talked
So we decided together to go for a walk.
As I walk around a local park
Am all alone and it's after dark
I think of memories that once had been
But now they are gone as though never seen.
I think of her as she had held my arm
But that was yesterday and that was the charm
We walked not knowing if we were lovers or friends
Wished I knew the beginning and not the end.
As I reached to touch a star
As though to hold it from afar
I close my eyes with an opened hand
Then once again I finally understand.
You are not here but your in my sight
Not just in the daytime but also the night
As in my heart there you will always be
You can call it love, but I call it destiny.
Randy Lee McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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Back In Time
Last night; I went back in time
To see my wife if we never had met
I saw my ways, and my upcoming days
And my soul, was full of regret.
She wasn't there, but was in my prayer
As I surveyed the new life that I lived
And I walked alone, in my empty home
As my love for her I couldn't give.
I looked for her, and she couldn't be found
Last night when I went back in time,
So I searched her world, left nothing unfurled
But for her, nothing about her could I find.
So without me she took another path
Because then we had never met
But I stayed on that road, until I died old
Because no other woman in my heart would I let.
Then I had my thought when I awoke from my dream
And my woman she couldn't be found
So I closed my eyes and I sat down to cry
As my world was flipped upside down.
I remember now that she had left me
To be in the arms of another man
She was my love my life, my woman my wife
Now she's holding another mans heart and hand.
Why she left me; GOD will only know
But the love I felt once will never be mine,
I did nothing wrong, just loved her to strong,
Now again I wish, to go back in time.
Randy L. McClave
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We've been seeing some good things from Randy. We're starting to see that Randy Johnson attitude that we've been looking forward to seeing.
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Dare
Remember me if you do dare
When we walked together in winters air
We held hands throughout our walk
Then we laughed and joked if we did talk,
We were one! a husband and a wife
As we journeyed together throughout this life
My vow to you was forever more
Through good times and bad either rich or poor,
Your promise to me was to be at my side
Where you'd always stand and never would hide
You would give me strength when I am weak
And the support from you I would always seek,
We shared the same dreams as I had thought
As the same happiness and joys we had sought
But now I think back to that one December
If only now you were allowed to remember,
We walked and talked throughout that night
We held on to each other with all of our might
But then that day we forgot to say a prayer
Remember that as well, if you do dare.
Randy L.McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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Chances Are
Chances are if we'd meet again,
You won't know who I am,
Though you might remember the smile
Or you might recall the walk,
But chances are, you will not.
And if we did meet on the road again,
Would you smile and call my name
Or would you forget who I was,
Because now, we are not the same.
Chances are, you would walk away,
And you would forget what you saw
Even though you knew me then,
But now my face, you couldn't recall.
And if we were in trouble in the sea of life,
Would you be there to toss me a line
I know I'd be there if but for you,
But alas, that was a different time.
And chances are, if we were alone
You would then smile and talk to me,
You would be my friend, and remember again,
But chances are; that will never be.
Chances are, that I will never change
And that I will stay the way I am,
And you will stay the way, that you must be,
But I don't care, in this world of man.
I will act the way that I want to act
And I will do the things that I must do,
And I am not ashamed of anything or anyone,
But chances are, the hypocrite is you.
And as life is full of chances of her own,
She has her own steps and stairs,
And could I see you on your way down,
Chances are, I will be there.
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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A Lie
Some might call it a fabrication
While others might call it a fib
And some will call it down right dishonest
But happily with their soul they can live.
Some might call it an untruth
While others will call it a deception
Some will nod their heads and walk away
And they wont make any exception.
I have heard it called misinforming
And also heard it called a falsification
But then those words were so very kindly used
To protect someone else's reputation.
I have also heard it to be misleading
And also to be used in perjury
Sometimes they are used in a sophisticated way
But with that word they rush and hurry.
I know that is nothing but a falsehood
And the meaning and end effect you cant deny
The actions of the word can be called anything at all
But to me a lie, is nothing but a lie.
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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Reflexes
I just gush about you melt
Semi-circle cannot help
Call it reflex impulse
That crumbles oblivion peripheral
There is none other like you
There is not one other
as you
There are no others conceivably who
Claim focus
most magnificent physics
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poem by Randy Resh
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Every Inch A Man
For as I look,
Or as you stand,
I know that you are,
Every inch a man.
Though short in stature
And low in strength
I know that you are
By what good deed's meant.
For a Man is short,
Or a Man is tall,
And a Man is a Man,
By what I recall.
For a Man can be young
Or a Man can be old
For a Man is a Man,
By what I've been told.
And as these words were softly spoke,
While letting go of Her trembling Hand
I knew at last, what She had known,
That Her Son, was every inch a Man.
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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The Ending
As you look and you see him dead
With no more worries upon his head
His lips are silenced and eyes are closed,
The way death is and the way GOD chose.
His deeds on Earth they now are done
With battles he lost and victories he had won
And now in Heaven his judging will begin
On the scales of judgement it will be good against sin.
His journey is finished his walk is completed
And like all man he has been tempted and has been greeted
And now he lies down and we see him dead
Now he will be judged by the life he led.
RANDY L. MCCLAVE
poem by Randy McClave
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Love Lifted Me
Randy Travis & Mac Powell
(Randy)
I was sinkin' deep in sin
Far from the peaceful shore
Very deeply stained within
Sinking to rise no more.
But the master of the sea
Heard my despairing cry
And from the waters lifted me
Now safe am I.
(Both)
Love lifted me
Love lifted me
When nothing else could help
Love lifted me.
Love lifted me
Love lifted me
When nothing else could help
Love lifted me.
--- Instrumental ---
(Mac)
All my heart to him I give
Ever to him I'll cling
In his blessed presence live
Ever his praises sing.
(Randy)
Love so mighty and so true
Merits my soul's best song
Faithful, loving service too
To him belongs
(Both)
Love lifted me
Love lifted me
When nothing else could help
Love lifted me.
Love lifted me
Love lifted me
When nothing else could help
Love lifted me.
(Mac)
Love lifted me...
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If I Were
If I were a rich man,
I would buy you all that you would need,
I would give you all that you wanted,
You would own all, that you did see.
And if I were a smart man
You would be a smart person too
All that I knew, you would also know,
No knowledge could ever I keep from you.
If I were a Strong man,
Then with my hands I'd build you a home,
I would work so hard every day and night,
'Your Wish', is all that I would moan.
And If I were a brave man
No person would I be afraid to fight,
I would take on any who made you cry,
And always, would I be at your side.
If I were a handsome man
There would be harmony between us two,
For then people would stare, as I walk on air,
But never, could I match the beauty of you.
But my ifs are a lot like my dreams,
I know that they will never come true,
Though still I do dream, and still I do wish,
Only truth is, that I will always love you.
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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Love Me Forever
Love me forever,
I will give you my soul,
Love me tonight,
And I wont let you go.
Give me a wish,
And I will be your dream,
I will be your shiny knight,
And you will be my Queen.
Give me a smile,
And you will give me hope,
Give me a kiss,
I will give you poems that I wrote.
Give me inspiration,
As if you were my wife,
And then give me your hand,
And then you will be my life.
Show me a flower,
And i'll swear I'll see your face,
Show me you, all alone.
And I know I will feel waste.
Hand me a rose,
So I might enjoy the scent,
Then I will tell you,
Where you and angels have been.
Walk away fro me,
Disappear forever from my sight,
Then you will take my soul,
As GOD surely, will take my life.
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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Should Of Been Me
An old couple walked down the street
And that is where we did meet,
Happy and joyful at each others side
Their love and companionship they could not hide,
They complimented each other with every step they took
As though they fallen from a romance book,
She held his hand and he held onto her arm
They protected each other from sadness and harm,
They talked to me about their life together
And how they were one, and they belonged to each other,
Then when I looked into their eyes I was happy what I saw
Faith and devotion, and the obeying of GOD'S law,
They had journeyed a great distance in life which is true
Through both good and bad times and hardships as two,
And now their journey together in life is almost finished
But their love for each other will never be diminished,
They walked very slowly as they walked away
So I said good bye to them, at least for that day,
Together they had loved, honored and obeyed
And never to the other, had they lied or betrayed,
I smiled as I was joyful that them I did see
But then sadly I thought, that should of been me.
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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Words
I write there, and then you write they’re
I write who, and then you write whom
I misspell my words, too me you then curse
Then you call me a stupid loon.
You call me names, from which I refrain
Then I am off to a different room.
I forget punctuation's, It gives you frustrations
I don't use a contraction, you give me verbal action
Then I misspell a word, you call me absurd
I give you my silence it’s my only reaction.
You call me a name, my innocence I proclaim
My humility is seems, is your only satisfaction.
I sit at my typewriter, I still am a fighter
As I close my eyes, words still materialize
Words are my friends, rhyming is my sin
Maybe someday that, you will realize.
I finish another poem, to the world I show them
I write another verse, it becomes my universe.
You are my inspiration, my poems your creation
You correct what I write, it gives you such delight
You enjoy to respell, at words which you excel
You tell me they are wrong, I know you are right.
But you still are my friend, I hope it will never end
I am the poet, your a wordsmith and you show it.
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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Always My Bonnie Lass
My bonnie lass, your in my past
Wondering were you are now
You were my thoughts, but them I lost
As from my memories they have been plowed.
I think of you, when I am in the mood
To bring a smile upon my face
And your also there, in my prayer
Praying those memories would be replaced.
I think of us, and what once was
With a happiness in my soul and heart
And the things we done, underneath the sun
While praying that never we would part.
I call your name, when I am in pain
But never do you answer that call
So I shed a tear, which you will not hear
If only you could see what I have saw.
I remember our vows, as though they are now
As that time for me it will never pass
When you close yours eyes, I will be there inside
As you will will always be my bonnie Lass.
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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How Do You Sleep
I place my head between my hands
As once again I softly weep
I think to myself, as there is no one else,
Please tell me; How do you sleep.
Do you not think of the things you have done
Or the lies and untruths that you have said
It pains my mind, probably till the end of time
Until the time that we both are dead.
You tell your lies as they are the truth
So you can cover up your ways and sin
Do you believe your lies, as the truth you deny
Thinking your innocent in front of God and men
As I sit alone in my chair
Thinking of the secrets you did keep
With your picture in hand, I cant understand
Then I say to you; how do you sleep.
I trusted you with all that I know
And I gave you all that I had to give
You were my life, and you were my wife
And i’d give you my soul for you to live.
But then your past it caught up with you
A time that I knew nothing about
When you were wild, like a crazy child
Who got there way, as it ended out.
As I walk through out the house
As for answers I still try to seek
I walked through our home, now I am alone,
Please tell me; how do you sleep.
As I look back at the things you have done
Remembering the vows that you had broke
And In my brain, now there is only pain
With all the lies you've done and spoke.
I find my bible and it I begin to read
Someday the devil will have your soul to reap
Until that time, your words are a crime,
And please tell me; how do you sleep.
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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Come This Way Again
If we come by this way again
Let's not come as children
But lets arrive as Men,
Not to show up in fit or furry
Just to waste time and leave
in a hurry.
And if we come by and we
shall meet
Lets greet each other with a
kiss on the cheek
Lets smile and laugh and talk
as friends;
If we shall ever, come this
way again.
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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Time Will Tell
One day for myself time will tell
If my endeavors in life will send me to hell
But until that I moment I hope not to dwell
As I hope unto my eternity that I will not fail.
I will think to myself of the things I had done
The jobs I have finished and the works I begun
As I worked with my mind and not my tongue
And I greeted everyday with the rising sun.
But time will tell hopefully years from now
As I brush the perspiration away from my brow
It ends as an adult and began when I was a child
Hopefully I wont leave as a coward but will stand proud.
My life though is of both love and hate
Some call it destiny while others call it fate
My soul for many was just an open gate
But hopefully someday my passions I will reinstate.
In the end though my life deeds will prevail
From the things I did and the stories I did tell
The accomplishments made and the work that did fail
Only then will I know if I will make it to heaven or hell.
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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