Musik Was hört ihr gerade (Teil 11)



When they start talking about fire in hell I get spooked
 
Homecoming by Tom T. Hall

 


When my blue moon turns to gold again
When the rainbow turns the clouds away
When my blue moon turns to gold again
You'll be back in my arms to stay
Memories that linger in my heart
Memories that make my heart grow cold
But someday they'll live again, sweetheart
And my blue moon again will turn to gold
The lips that used to thrill me so
Your kisses were meant for only me
In my dreams they live again, sweetheart
But my blue moon is just a memory
The castles we used to build together
Were the sweetest stories ever told
Maybe we will live them all again
And my blue moon again will turn to gold
 


Linda Ronstadt with Eagles - Silver Threads & Golden Needles

 
Gretchen Wilson

 
Uuuh … groove it:

Eels – Grandfather Clock Strikes Twelve



When or where the power of the countdown does begin
I can't wait to seal my fate oh god the shape I'm in
The tractor pulls? Oh, that's for fools on a Friday night
Whatever's wrong in the world right now let's just make it right

Grandfather clock strikes twelve …
 
Bill Anderson
 


I walked through a county courthouse square
On a park bench an old man was sitting there
I said, your old courthouse is kinda run down
He said, naw, it'll do for our little town
I said, your old flagpole has leaned a little bit
And that's a ragged old flag you got hanging on it
He said, have a seat, and I sat down
Is this the first time you've been to our little town?
I said, I think it is
He said, I don't like to brag
But we're kinda proud of that ragged old flag
You see, we got a little hole in that flag there when
Washington took it across the Delaware
And it got powder-burned the night Francis Scott Key
Sat watching it writing say can you see
And it got a bad rip in New Orleans
With Packingham and Jackson tuggin' at its seams
And it almost fell at the Alamo
Beside the texas flag, but she waved on though
She got cut with a sword at Chancellorsville
And she got cut again at Shiloh Hill
There was Robert E. Lee, Beauregard, and Bragg
And the south wind blew hard on that ragged old flag
On Flanders field in World War one
She got a big hole from a Bertha gun
She turned blood red in World War Two
She hung limp and low a time or two
She was in Korea and Vietnam
She went where she was sent by Uncle Sam
She waved from our ships upon the Briny foam
And now they've about quit waving her back here at home
In her own good land here she's been abused
She's been burned, dishonored, denied, and refused
And the government for which she stands
Is scandalized throughout the land
And she's getting threadbare and wearing thin
But she's in good shape for the shape she's in
'Cause she's been through the fire before
And I believe she can take a whole lot more
So we raise her up every morning
We take her down every night
We don't let her touch the ground and we fold her up right
On second thought, I do like to brag
'Cause I'm mighty proud of that ragged old flag
 


Are we rollin' downhill like a snowball headed for hell?
With no kind of chance for the flag or the liberty bell?
I wish a Ford or a Chevy would still last ten years like they should.
Is the best of the free life behind us now and are the good times really over for good?
 
Sich einfach mal morgens von den "Barbiturat-Rockern" wecken lassen:

The Dandy Warhols – Good Morning :groove:



In my good good morning
I'm up before the sun can bring,
early morning, and everyone
like a shiny thing.

All my angels appear
before my window saying
"good morning"
in my good morning
In my good, good morning

I feel before my thoughts all spring.
Am I conscious or
is this my unconscious being
No more like a dream than a
God before my conscious saying
"Good morning" in my good morning?
 
…um dann einfach liegen zu bleiben und mit wem oder etwas weiterkuscheln zu können:

Pete Yorn – On Your Side



I'm outside your house
Two A.M. it's dark
So many mistakes
Come back home from bars
I am on your side, dear
I just want to tell you off …


Es ist immer noch sein bestes Album, sein Debut: musicforthemorningafter
 
Roseanne Cash
 
…aber man muss doch aufstehen:

Faith No More – Evidence



If you want to open the hole
Just put your head down and go
Step beside the piece of the circumstance
Got to wash away the taste of evidence

Wash it away …
 
Carter Sisters
 
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