'The Ponderer," author of another blog - PONDERINGS FROM THE POND (http://skiatooklakeokie.blogspot.com/) blogs about songs he finds meaningful as he ponders from his place on the pond.

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Songs mean a lot to me. In this Blog I am sharing songs that have specific meaning to me. My tastes are varied but lean particularly to Country.

The lyrics of a song have meaning to the writer. I know a song can be popular for the tune and beat. It is when the words find a connection with the heart and find a common experience in the life of the listener the song becomes a classic.

Here you will learn more about what makes me tick than you probably want to know. I also hope it gives you some pause for reflection too on joys, sorrows, successes and struggles we all face.

I'll give you the song title, album I found it on, and the lyrics. You can decide whether you want to download it from your favorite music site.

Saturday, February 28, 2009

That's Love

This artist puts out some really good, fun, poignant, country songs! This is one of those. A great Saturday morning song! Worth the 99 cent download. I recommend the whole album.

Song: That's Love
Artist: Brad Paisley
Album: Mud on the Tires

There ain't a woman in the world that wants to hear the word "Yes"
When she asks if you think that she looks chubby in that dress
And if she cooks all day you better eat it with a smile
It doesn't matter if it tastes just like bad gravy on a Goodyear tire

(yeah, yeah, yeah)
Alright so you bend the truth
(yeah, yeah, yeah)
That's somethin' that you'll have to get used to

'Cause that's love, you'll see
We all commit a little bit of perjury
Aw, but that's no crime
If you ask me, that's love

You're starin' at a burnt steak
You bite the bullet and you clean your plate
And then you go on and on about how great it was
That's not a lie = that's love

Well, it's the very same thing that she does for you
When she doesn't bring up the 15 pounds that you need to lose
And every time she runs her fingers through your hair
And says she kinda likes the way there's not as much there

(yeah, yeah, yeah)
Alright, so she bends the truth
(yeah, yeah, yeah)
That's somethin' that you'll have to get used to

'Cause that's love, you'll see
We all commit a little bit of perjury
But that's no crime
If you ask me, that's love

You're bummin' out so she says
"There's somethin' kinda sexy about a bald head
Aw, but honey, it'll make you look twice as tough"
That's not a lie, that's love

(yeah, yeah, yeah)
Alright. so you bend the truth
(yeah, yeah, yeah)
That's somethin' you're both gonna do

'Cause that's love you'll see
We all commit a little bit of perjury
You say. "I like it when your momma comes to visit us"
That's not a lie
That's not a lie...
That's love

Tuesday, February 24, 2009

I Wish Things Were Simple Again

Just when I thought I had heard all of Haggard's songs I found another tune that struck a chord in my heart. I actually found it tonight while spelunking on iTunes website. And it is quite appropriate for this time in our country's life. It is going to be a favorite of mine for a while.

Song: I Wish Things Were Simple Again
Artist: Merle Haggard
Album: Live From Austin, Texas

I wish things were simple like they used to be
When cowboys rode horses and were heroes to me
My mother was a lady and my dad was a man
And I wish things were simple again

I wish things were simple like when I was a kid
A man just got paid for the work that he did
And a song could be played for a nickle back then
And I wish things were simple again

But even the blue skies roar with thunder
Men fly above like birds
Nothin' is simple, not even a love song
The story gets lost in the words

But there's no way to rewind, it's gone with the wind
Yet I wish things were simple again

Even the blue skies roar with thunder
Men fly above like birds
Nothin' is simple, not even a love song
The story gets lost in the words

There's no way to rewind, it's gone with the wind
And I wish things were simple again

Oh, I wish things were simple again

Sunday, February 15, 2009

Sinner Saved By Grace

Another Sunday. It has been a couple of weeks since I posted to this blog. Here is another inspirational song that means a lot to me.

Song: Sinner Saved By Grace
Artist: Gaither Vocal Band
Album: Best of Gaither Vocal Band

If you could see what I once was, if you could go with me
Back to where I started from then you would see
A miracle of love that took me in its sweet embrace
And made me what I am today:
Just an old sinner saved by grace

I'm just a sinner saved by grace
When I stood condemned to death he took my place
Now I live and breathe in freedom with each breath of life I take
Loved and forgiven, back with the living
I'm just a sinner saved by grace

How could I boast on anything I've seen or done
How could I dare to claim as mine the victories God as won
Where would I be had God not brought me gently to this place
I'm here to say I'm nothing but a sinner saved by grace

I'm just a sinner saved by grace
When I stood condemned to death he took my place
Now I grow and breathe in freedom with each breath of life I take
Loved and forgiven, back with the living
I'm just a sinner saved by grace

Now I grow and breathe in freedom with each breath of life I take
Loved and forgiven, back with the living
I'm just a sinner saved by grace

Saved by grace...

Saturday, February 14, 2009

My List

Weather forecast for the weekend on the pond is cloudy and cold. So, guess I will put off cleaning the garage and working in the yard a few more days. Politics in Washington DC seems to be doing business as usual except they've up'd the ante to include the future of the next couple of generations. People are worried about their jobs and futures.

Looks like a good weekend to count blessings and enjoying freedom and
family. Things we have and reasons to keep keeping on.

Song: My List
Artist: Toby Keith
Album: Greatest Hits 2

Under an old brass paperweight is my list of things to do today
Go to the bank and the hardware store, put a new lock on the cellar door
I cross 'em off as I get 'em done but when the sun goes is set
There's still more than a few things left I haven't got to yet

Go for a walk, say a little prayer, take a deep breath of mountain air
Put on my glove, play some catch, it's time that I make time for that
Wade the shore, cast a line, look up a long lost friend of mine
Sit on the porch and give my girl a kiss
Start livin' that's the next thing on my list

Wouldn't change the course of fate, cuttin' the grass just had to wait
'Cause I've got more important things
Like pushin' my kid on the backyard swing
I won't break my back for million bucks I can't take to my grave
So I'll put off for tomorrow what I could get done today

Like, go for a walk, say a little prayer, take a deep breath of mountain air
Put on my glove, play some catch, it's time that I make time for that
Wade the shore, cast a line, look up a long lost friend of mine
Sit on the porch and give my girl a kiss
Start livin' that's the next thing on my list

Raise a little hell, laugh 'til it hurts, put an extra five in the plate at church
Call up my folks just to chat, it's time that I make time for that
Stay up late, then oversleep, show her what she means to me
Catch up on the things I've always missed
Just start livin' - that's the next thing on my list

Under an old brass paperweight, my list of things to do today...

Sunday, February 1, 2009

I Still Can't Say Goodbye

Dad has suffered from dementia the last few years and so it has been some time since he and I had a real deep conversation. I came across this song in 2006 and it really struck a chord in my heart.

I have great memories of playing catch with a baseball, throwing a football, and playing PIG with the basketball. Christmas was always a great time. And I realize more and more how I always wanted to be like him.

Love you, Dad! This is NOT goodbye. Just a, "We'll see you later."

Song: I Still Can't Say Goodbye
Artist: Merle Haggard
Album: Chicago Wind

When I was young my dad would say,
"Come on son, let's go out and play"
Seems like only yesterday

When I was all by myself
I'd climb up the closet shelf
Find his hat and fix the brim
Pretending I was him

No matter how hard I try
No matter how many tears I cry
No matter how many years go by
I still can't say goodbye

He took good care of mom and me
We all cut down the Christmas tree
He always had some time for me

Wind blows through the trees
Street lights - they still shine bright
Most things are still the same
But I miss my dad tonight

I walk by the Salvation Army store
Saw a hat like my daddy wore
Tried it on and fixed the brim
Still trying to be like him

No matter how hard I try
No matter how many tears I cry
No matter how many years go by
I still can't say goodbye
No...

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