It shouldn't take a life threatening event to get one thinking about Eternity.
I have the fortunate heritage to have been raised in a Christian family going past my own parents to, at least, my parent's parents. So, with great friends in the church, Sunday school teachers, youth ministers, and Bible believing preachers I have been a Believer all my life.
My fight with cancer in 2006 did make me think a little more about spiritual things. And I do find myself talking to him more during the day. Sometimes it is more just a comment here and there. I have learned that He will help me make it through what ever life brings.
This Josh Turner song sums it up well. "He rules the world..." It is good to know the one who has the final say.
Song:Me And God
Album: Your Man
Artist: Josh Turner
There ain't nothin' that can't be done
By me and God
Ain't nobody come in between
Me and God
One day we'll live together
Where the angels trod
Me and God
Early in the morning talkin' it over
Me and God
Late at night talkin' it over
Me and God
You could say we're like two peas in a pod
Me and God
He's my Father
He's my friend
The beginning
And the end
He rules the world
With a staff and rod
We're a team
Me and God
I am weak and he is strong
Me and God
He forgives me when I'm wrong
Me and God
He's the one I lean on
When life gets hard
Me and God
He's my Father
He's my friend
The beginning
And the end
He rules the world
With a staff and rod
We're a team
Me and God
He rules the world
With a staff and rod
We're a team
Me and God
We're a team
Me and God
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Saturday, October 17, 2009
Saturday, July 11, 2009
This Old Road
I am not as old as some of you, that's just the facts! But we all continue to go down the road. This singer/songwriter is one of my favorites. He came out with this song a few years ago. It is an anthem for the truth that the longer we are on this road of life the more it shows in our faces and memories.
I had to lay-off another employee yesterday (can't count the times I have had to do it now since the WorldCom meltdown). And it got me thinking about this song. So many dreams we have when we are young but as we move on down the road people and events happen to us. Those help shape us and carve out the lines in our faces. Are they smile lines or frown lines that crease our foreheads?
Don't count the problems...count the blessings. Ain't we come a long way?
I could not load the song to my playlist but You can listen to the song for free at kriskristofferson.com. The video is a available on Youtube too.
Song: This Old Road
Artist: Kris Kristofferson
Album: This Old Road
Look at that old photograph
Is it really you?
Smiling like a baby full of dreams
Smiling ain't so easy now
Some are coming true
Nothing's simple as it seems
But I guess you count your blessings with the problems
That your dealing with today
Like the changing of the seasons
Ain't you come a long way
Ain't you come a long way
Ain't you come a long way down
This old road
Looking at a looking glass
Running out of time
On a face you used to know
Traces of a future lost
In between the lines
One more rainbow for the road
Thinking of the faces in the window
That you passed along the way
Or the last thing you believed in
Ain't you come a long way
Ain't you come a long way
Ain't you come a long way down
This old road
Say you tried to chase the sun down
and you let it slip away
And the holy night is falling
Ain't you come a long way
Ain't you come a long way
Ain't you come a long way down
This old road
Look at that old photograph
Is it really you?
I had to lay-off another employee yesterday (can't count the times I have had to do it now since the WorldCom meltdown). And it got me thinking about this song. So many dreams we have when we are young but as we move on down the road people and events happen to us. Those help shape us and carve out the lines in our faces. Are they smile lines or frown lines that crease our foreheads?
Don't count the problems...count the blessings. Ain't we come a long way?
I could not load the song to my playlist but You can listen to the song for free at kriskristofferson.com. The video is a available on Youtube too.
Song: This Old Road
Artist: Kris Kristofferson
Album: This Old Road
Look at that old photograph
Is it really you?
Smiling like a baby full of dreams
Smiling ain't so easy now
Some are coming true
Nothing's simple as it seems
But I guess you count your blessings with the problems
That your dealing with today
Like the changing of the seasons
Ain't you come a long way
Ain't you come a long way
Ain't you come a long way down
This old road
Looking at a looking glass
Running out of time
On a face you used to know
Traces of a future lost
In between the lines
One more rainbow for the road
Thinking of the faces in the window
That you passed along the way
Or the last thing you believed in
Ain't you come a long way
Ain't you come a long way
Ain't you come a long way down
This old road
Say you tried to chase the sun down
and you let it slip away
And the holy night is falling
Ain't you come a long way
Ain't you come a long way
Ain't you come a long way down
This old road
Look at that old photograph
Is it really you?
Saturday, June 20, 2009
That Silver Haired Daddy of Mine
Dad left this world for Heaven in January of this year. On this 1st Father's Day weekend since he passed into eternity I send out this song. Merle Haggard, Willie Nelson and Ray Price produced a great album a few years back and this one is from it. My player on the Blogspot website only plays a piece of this song but it is all I could find.
Love you Dad!
Song: That Silver Haired Daddy of Mine
Artist: Merle Haggard, Willie Nelson, Ray Price
Album: Last Of The Breed
In that vine covered shack in the mountains
Bravely fighting the battle of time
There's a dear one who weathered life's sorrows
It's that silver haired daddy of mine
If I could recall all the heartaches
Dear old daddy, I've caused you to bear
If I could erase those lines from your face
And bring back the gold to your hair
If God would but grant me the power
Just to turn back the pages of time
I'd give all I own if I could but atone
to that silver haired daddy of mine
Love you Dad!
Song: That Silver Haired Daddy of Mine
Artist: Merle Haggard, Willie Nelson, Ray Price
Album: Last Of The Breed
In that vine covered shack in the mountains
Bravely fighting the battle of time
There's a dear one who weathered life's sorrows
It's that silver haired daddy of mine
If I could recall all the heartaches
Dear old daddy, I've caused you to bear
If I could erase those lines from your face
And bring back the gold to your hair
If God would but grant me the power
Just to turn back the pages of time
I'd give all I own if I could but atone
to that silver haired daddy of mine
Sunday, May 31, 2009
In Color
If you have ever spent time looking through your mom and dad's or grandparent's old photos this song will touch your heart. Jamey Johnson is a great song writer and has now produced a couple of albums of his own. This song is a great one.
Song: In Color
Album: That Lonesome Song
Artist: Jamey Johnson
I said, Grandpa what's this picture here
Its all black and white and it ain't real clear
Is that you there? He said, Yeah, I was eleven
And times were tough back in thirty-five
That's me and Uncle Joe just trying to survive
A cotton farm in the great depression"
And if it looks like we were scared to death
Like a couple of kids just trying to save each other
You should have seen it in color
Aw and this one here was taken overseas
In the middle of hell - in nineteen forty-three
In the winter time - you can almost see my breath
That was my tail gunner, ol' Johnny McGee
He was a high school teacher from New Orleans
And he had my back right through the day we left
If it looks like we were scared to death
Like a couple of kids just trying to save each other
You should have seen it in color
A picture's worth a thousand words
But you can't see what those shades of gray keep covered
You should have seen it in color
And this one is my favorite one
This is me and Grandma in the summer sun
All dressed up the day we said our vows
You can't tell it here but it was hot that June
That rose is red and her eyes are blue
And just look at that smile - I was so proud
That's the story of my life
Right there in black and white
And if it looks like we were scared to death
Like a couple of kids just trying to save each other
You should have seen it in color
Yeah, A picture's worth a thousand words
But you can't see what those shades of gray keep covered
You should have seen it in color
You should have seen it in color
A picture's worth a thousand words
But you can't see what those shades of gray keep covered
You should have seen it in color
Song: In Color
Album: That Lonesome Song
Artist: Jamey Johnson
I said, Grandpa what's this picture here
Its all black and white and it ain't real clear
Is that you there? He said, Yeah, I was eleven
And times were tough back in thirty-five
That's me and Uncle Joe just trying to survive
A cotton farm in the great depression"
And if it looks like we were scared to death
Like a couple of kids just trying to save each other
You should have seen it in color
Aw and this one here was taken overseas
In the middle of hell - in nineteen forty-three
In the winter time - you can almost see my breath
That was my tail gunner, ol' Johnny McGee
He was a high school teacher from New Orleans
And he had my back right through the day we left
If it looks like we were scared to death
Like a couple of kids just trying to save each other
You should have seen it in color
A picture's worth a thousand words
But you can't see what those shades of gray keep covered
You should have seen it in color
And this one is my favorite one
This is me and Grandma in the summer sun
All dressed up the day we said our vows
You can't tell it here but it was hot that June
That rose is red and her eyes are blue
And just look at that smile - I was so proud
That's the story of my life
Right there in black and white
And if it looks like we were scared to death
Like a couple of kids just trying to save each other
You should have seen it in color
Yeah, A picture's worth a thousand words
But you can't see what those shades of gray keep covered
You should have seen it in color
You should have seen it in color
A picture's worth a thousand words
But you can't see what those shades of gray keep covered
You should have seen it in color
Monday, May 25, 2009
More Than a Name On A Wall
Today is Memorial Day. A grateful nation stops to give thanks for those who gave their lives so we can live in freedom. And we grieve with those who lost their son, daughter, husband, wife, dad or mom.
Song: More Than a Name on a Wall
Artist: The Statler Brothers
Album: The Definitive Collection
I saw her from a distance as she walked up to the wall
In her hand she held some flowers as her tears began to fall
And she took out pen and paper as to trace her memories
She looked up to Heaven and the words she said were these
She said, "Lord my boy was special and he meant so much to me
And though I'd love to see him just one more time you see
All I have are the memories and the moments to recall
So Lord could you tell him he's more than a name on a wall"
She said, "He really missed the family and being home Christmas Day
And he died for God and Country in a place so far away
I remember such a little boy playing war since he was three
Lord, this time I know he's not coming home to me"
She said, "Lord my boy was special and he meant so much to me
And though I'd love to see him but I know it just can't be
So I thank you for my memories and the moments to recall
But Lord could you tell him he's more than a name on a wall."
"Lord could you tell him he's more than a name on a wall."
Song: More Than a Name on a Wall
Artist: The Statler Brothers
Album: The Definitive Collection
I saw her from a distance as she walked up to the wall
In her hand she held some flowers as her tears began to fall
And she took out pen and paper as to trace her memories
She looked up to Heaven and the words she said were these
She said, "Lord my boy was special and he meant so much to me
And though I'd love to see him just one more time you see
All I have are the memories and the moments to recall
So Lord could you tell him he's more than a name on a wall"
She said, "He really missed the family and being home Christmas Day
And he died for God and Country in a place so far away
I remember such a little boy playing war since he was three
Lord, this time I know he's not coming home to me"
She said, "Lord my boy was special and he meant so much to me
And though I'd love to see him but I know it just can't be
So I thank you for my memories and the moments to recall
But Lord could you tell him he's more than a name on a wall."
"Lord could you tell him he's more than a name on a wall."
Friday, March 20, 2009
Murder On Music Row
After watching American Idol this week and seeing some "Country Music" videos I am convinced the Country music I love is getting lost in the noise of popular music. There is still some hope. Jamie Johnson is a good one that has a couple albums out that are good. I thought of this song this week.
Song: Murder on Music Row
Album: Latest Greatest Straitest Hits
Artist: George Strait (with Alan Jackson)
Nobody saw him runnin' from 16th avenue
They never found a fingerprint or the weapon that was used
But someone killed country music - cut out its heart and soul
They got away with murder down on Music Row
They almighty dollar and the lust for world-wide fame
Slowly killed tradition and for that someone should hang
Oh, they all say, "Not guilty" but the evidence will show
That murder was commited down on Music Row
For the steel guitars no longer cry and fiddles barely play
But drums and rock and roll guitars are mixed up in your face
Ol' Hank wouldn't have a chance on today's radio
Since they've committed murder down on Music Row
They thought no one would miss it once it was dead and gone
They said no one would by them old drinkin' and cheatin' songs
Well there ain't no justice in it and the hard facts are cold
Murder's been committed down on Music Row
For the steel guitars no longer cry and you can't hear fiddles play
With drums and rock and roll guitars mixed right up in your face
Why the Hag - he wouldn't have a chance on today's radio
Since they've committed murder down on Music Row
Why, they'd even tell the "Possum" to pack up and go back home
There's been an awful murder down on Music Row
Song: Murder on Music Row
Album: Latest Greatest Straitest Hits
Artist: George Strait (with Alan Jackson)
Nobody saw him runnin' from 16th avenue
They never found a fingerprint or the weapon that was used
But someone killed country music - cut out its heart and soul
They got away with murder down on Music Row
They almighty dollar and the lust for world-wide fame
Slowly killed tradition and for that someone should hang
Oh, they all say, "Not guilty" but the evidence will show
That murder was commited down on Music Row
For the steel guitars no longer cry and fiddles barely play
But drums and rock and roll guitars are mixed up in your face
Ol' Hank wouldn't have a chance on today's radio
Since they've committed murder down on Music Row
They thought no one would miss it once it was dead and gone
They said no one would by them old drinkin' and cheatin' songs
Well there ain't no justice in it and the hard facts are cold
Murder's been committed down on Music Row
For the steel guitars no longer cry and you can't hear fiddles play
With drums and rock and roll guitars mixed right up in your face
Why the Hag - he wouldn't have a chance on today's radio
Since they've committed murder down on Music Row
Why, they'd even tell the "Possum" to pack up and go back home
There's been an awful murder down on Music Row
Saturday, March 7, 2009
Radio Land
The recent passing of Paul Harvey got me thinking of memories about radio. The first time I can remember hearing Paul Harvey was actually in my summer visits to Grandma's in Arkansas. I listened to him pretty faithfully over the years. He was truly a pioneer with his news and comments.
But I listened to KVOO as a kid and that is where I learned to love Country music. Billy Parker had an overnight show that was really great. It kept me company on nights I woke up and lulled me back to sleep. In my teen years there was good old rock and roll on KAKC with Scooter Seagraves, Allen West and Mike McCarthy.
This song came to my mind as I reflected this week. A great song!
Song: Radio Land
Artist: Michael Martin Murphy
Album: The Best Of Michael Martin Murphy
I remember country evenin', when the sun was goin' down
Sittin' on the front porch, listenin' to the sound
While mama did the dishes daddy rolled a smoke
From a can of Old Prince Albert...his hands as strong as oak
And the sounds of the Grand Ole Opry came out of Ryman Hall
Roy Acuff played the fiddle and sang "Wabash Cannonball"
Hank Williams whispered, "I Saw the Light"
And people everywhere sat listenin' in the night
Out in Radio Land, out in Radio Land
We all closed our eyes, listened to the band
Out in Radio Land, out in Radio Land
We all dreamed of Radio Land
Then Wolfman Jack came a howlin' from across the Rio Grande
Layin' down the sounds that all the kids could understand
Momma and daddy were sleepin' but the kids were wide awake
Listenin' to Bill Haley rattle roll and shake
Old Jerry Lee banged on the keys and screamed, "Great Balls of Fire!"
Elivs crooned, "Don't Be Cruel", the girls swooned with desire
Out in Radio Land, out in Radio Land
We all closed our eyes and listened to the band
Out in Radio Land, out in Radio Land
We all dreamed of Radio Land
I remember summer evenin', late night rock and roll
Miles and miles of highway, just my radio
I remember a night when it felt so right a lover's moon above
And the songs they were playin' the night we fell in love.
Out in Radio Land, out in Radio Land
We both closed our eyes, listened to the band
Out in Radio Land, out in Radio Land
We fell in love in Radio Land
Out in Radio Land, out in Radio Land
We still close our eyes and listen to the band
Out in Radio Land, out in Radio Land
We still dream of Radio Land
But I listened to KVOO as a kid and that is where I learned to love Country music. Billy Parker had an overnight show that was really great. It kept me company on nights I woke up and lulled me back to sleep. In my teen years there was good old rock and roll on KAKC with Scooter Seagraves, Allen West and Mike McCarthy.
This song came to my mind as I reflected this week. A great song!
Song: Radio Land
Artist: Michael Martin Murphy
Album: The Best Of Michael Martin Murphy
I remember country evenin', when the sun was goin' down
Sittin' on the front porch, listenin' to the sound
While mama did the dishes daddy rolled a smoke
From a can of Old Prince Albert...his hands as strong as oak
And the sounds of the Grand Ole Opry came out of Ryman Hall
Roy Acuff played the fiddle and sang "Wabash Cannonball"
Hank Williams whispered, "I Saw the Light"
And people everywhere sat listenin' in the night
Out in Radio Land, out in Radio Land
We all closed our eyes, listened to the band
Out in Radio Land, out in Radio Land
We all dreamed of Radio Land
Then Wolfman Jack came a howlin' from across the Rio Grande
Layin' down the sounds that all the kids could understand
Momma and daddy were sleepin' but the kids were wide awake
Listenin' to Bill Haley rattle roll and shake
Old Jerry Lee banged on the keys and screamed, "Great Balls of Fire!"
Elivs crooned, "Don't Be Cruel", the girls swooned with desire
Out in Radio Land, out in Radio Land
We all closed our eyes and listened to the band
Out in Radio Land, out in Radio Land
We all dreamed of Radio Land
I remember summer evenin', late night rock and roll
Miles and miles of highway, just my radio
I remember a night when it felt so right a lover's moon above
And the songs they were playin' the night we fell in love.
Out in Radio Land, out in Radio Land
We both closed our eyes, listened to the band
Out in Radio Land, out in Radio Land
We fell in love in Radio Land
Out in Radio Land, out in Radio Land
We still close our eyes and listen to the band
Out in Radio Land, out in Radio Land
We still dream of Radio Land
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
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
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
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...
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...
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...
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
A River Like You
Most people who read my blogs know my wife, Debbie. She is pretty amazing. She NEVER stops working to keep the house a home. She has stood by me through lay-offs, business failure, sickness and most incredibly in my normalcy. Listening to my iTunes tonight I heard this one again for the 1st time in a while. I dedicate it to her. There will be others I will dedicate to her too. But tonight it is this one.
Song: A River Like You
Artist: Vince Gill
Album: These Days
A good woman's love is like a river
Runnin' through the heart of a man
If he gives her all he can give her
She'll be with him at every bend
In other rivers I've crossed
A reflection was lost
And shallow waters left me blue
Girl, I never came across a river like you
A river like you
Where your love runs so deep and true
A river like you
Like a waterfall fallin' into
A river like you
I spent all my time searchin'
Runnin' like the wayward wind
You found me desperately driftin'
And touched my heart and took me in
Now your love runs through me
and in your eyes I see
Reflections I never knew
I'll always be sailin' on
A river like you
A river like you
Where your love runs so deep and true
A river like you
Like a waterfall fallin' into
A river like you
In other rivers I've crossed
A reflection was lost
And shallow waters left me blue
Girl, I'll always keep sailin' on
A river like you
A river like you
Where your love runs so deep and true
A river like you
Like a waterfall fallin' into
A river like you
A river like you
A river like you
Song: A River Like You
Artist: Vince Gill
Album: These Days
A good woman's love is like a river
Runnin' through the heart of a man
If he gives her all he can give her
She'll be with him at every bend
In other rivers I've crossed
A reflection was lost
And shallow waters left me blue
Girl, I never came across a river like you
A river like you
Where your love runs so deep and true
A river like you
Like a waterfall fallin' into
A river like you
I spent all my time searchin'
Runnin' like the wayward wind
You found me desperately driftin'
And touched my heart and took me in
Now your love runs through me
and in your eyes I see
Reflections I never knew
I'll always be sailin' on
A river like you
A river like you
Where your love runs so deep and true
A river like you
Like a waterfall fallin' into
A river like you
In other rivers I've crossed
A reflection was lost
And shallow waters left me blue
Girl, I'll always keep sailin' on
A river like you
A river like you
Where your love runs so deep and true
A river like you
Like a waterfall fallin' into
A river like you
A river like you
A river like you
Saturday, January 17, 2009
Heroes
We throw the word around too much. We give the title to sports and entertainment figures who really do not deserve it. And some of them do not even want it. It belongs to our men and women in the armed forces and the men and women who protect us here at home.
This week another real hero emerged in a spectacular way. CNN reported, "Chesley B. 'Sully' Sullenberger III was 'the right guy at the right time at the right moment' to guide a jet safely onto the surface of the Hudson River, a neighbor and friend said." The US Airways captain calmly, professionally, and heroically chose the safest place to put down the airliner and saved, not only everyone on his plane but people on the ground who might have been killed had he crashed onto land. What a great story!
The song I chose today points out that there truly are heroes in our lives every day. They may not be as evident as Sullenberger but they are there. Whose hero are you?
Song: Heroes
Artist: Paul Overstreet
Album: The Best of Paul Overstreet
He drives into the city
And works extra hard all day
He finishes up early
so he can get away
'Cause there's a blue-eyed kid on second base
Wants dad to watch him play
And daddy knows he's waiting
So he hurries on his way
'Cause you know heroes come in every shape and size
Making special sacrifices for others in their lives
No one gives them medals
The world don't know their name
But in someones eyes they're heroes just the same
She rocks her crying baby
In the hours before dawn
She whispers words of hope
To help her husband to hold on
She takes time with the children
Making sure they know she cares
She's more then just a momma
She's the answer to their prayers
'Cause you know heroes come in every shape and size
Making special sacrifices for others in their lives
No one gives them medals
The world don't know their name
But in someones eyes they're heroes just the same
Now I don't pretend to know you
But I bet it's safe to say
There's someone out there somewhere
Looking up to you today
And they see everything you do
Except for you mistakes
You may not think you measure up
But you got all it takes
'Cause you know heroes come in every shape and size
Making special sacrifices for others in their lives
No one gives them medals
The world don't know their name
But in some one's eyes they're heroes just the same
No one gives them medals
The world don't know their name
But in someones eyes they're heroes just the same
Yeah, in someones eyes they're heroes...
Just the same...
Talking 'bout a hero....
Special kind of hero.....
No ordinary hero...
This week another real hero emerged in a spectacular way. CNN reported, "Chesley B. 'Sully' Sullenberger III was 'the right guy at the right time at the right moment' to guide a jet safely onto the surface of the Hudson River, a neighbor and friend said." The US Airways captain calmly, professionally, and heroically chose the safest place to put down the airliner and saved, not only everyone on his plane but people on the ground who might have been killed had he crashed onto land. What a great story!
The song I chose today points out that there truly are heroes in our lives every day. They may not be as evident as Sullenberger but they are there. Whose hero are you?
Song: Heroes
Artist: Paul Overstreet
Album: The Best of Paul Overstreet
He drives into the city
And works extra hard all day
He finishes up early
so he can get away
'Cause there's a blue-eyed kid on second base
Wants dad to watch him play
And daddy knows he's waiting
So he hurries on his way
'Cause you know heroes come in every shape and size
Making special sacrifices for others in their lives
No one gives them medals
The world don't know their name
But in someones eyes they're heroes just the same
She rocks her crying baby
In the hours before dawn
She whispers words of hope
To help her husband to hold on
She takes time with the children
Making sure they know she cares
She's more then just a momma
She's the answer to their prayers
'Cause you know heroes come in every shape and size
Making special sacrifices for others in their lives
No one gives them medals
The world don't know their name
But in someones eyes they're heroes just the same
Now I don't pretend to know you
But I bet it's safe to say
There's someone out there somewhere
Looking up to you today
And they see everything you do
Except for you mistakes
You may not think you measure up
But you got all it takes
'Cause you know heroes come in every shape and size
Making special sacrifices for others in their lives
No one gives them medals
The world don't know their name
But in some one's eyes they're heroes just the same
No one gives them medals
The world don't know their name
But in someones eyes they're heroes just the same
Yeah, in someones eyes they're heroes...
Just the same...
Talking 'bout a hero....
Special kind of hero.....
No ordinary hero...
Saturday, January 10, 2009
Ready For The End Of The World
The genesis of a great country song is a song about relationship. The same is true for a great christian hymn too. Maybe it is why I love both genres of song.
Here, the writer is putting in supplies for the heartache he knows is coming. He is preparing to go to a place he perceives as welcoming, accepting, non-judgemental, and safe when he faces the heartache and pain.
A good church will provide the same thing. There will be more about that in my regular Sunday post, tomorrow.
Song: Ready For The End Of the World
Artist: George Strait
Album: Somewhere Down In Texas
I know the end is near
I've seen the warning signs
Been preparin' myself
Layin' in supplies
I bought a case of Jack
A boxed-set of Merle
I'm gettin' ready
Ready for the end of the world
I'm gettin' ready for the end to come
That final hour it all comes undone
An' she drops the bomb
An' says she ain't my girl
I'm gettin' ready
Ready for the end of the world
My neon shelter waits
Where I can go to hide
While the memories burn
I'll be safe inside
With the honky-tonk few
Bracin' for the worst
I'm gettin' ready
Ready for the end of the world
I'm gettin' ready for the end to come
That final hour it all comes undone
An' she drops the bomb
An' says she ain't my girl
I'm gettin' ready
Ready for the end of the world
Yeah, I'll be ready
Ready for the end of the world
Here, the writer is putting in supplies for the heartache he knows is coming. He is preparing to go to a place he perceives as welcoming, accepting, non-judgemental, and safe when he faces the heartache and pain.
A good church will provide the same thing. There will be more about that in my regular Sunday post, tomorrow.
Song: Ready For The End Of the World
Artist: George Strait
Album: Somewhere Down In Texas
I know the end is near
I've seen the warning signs
Been preparin' myself
Layin' in supplies
I bought a case of Jack
A boxed-set of Merle
I'm gettin' ready
Ready for the end of the world
I'm gettin' ready for the end to come
That final hour it all comes undone
An' she drops the bomb
An' says she ain't my girl
I'm gettin' ready
Ready for the end of the world
My neon shelter waits
Where I can go to hide
While the memories burn
I'll be safe inside
With the honky-tonk few
Bracin' for the worst
I'm gettin' ready
Ready for the end of the world
I'm gettin' ready for the end to come
That final hour it all comes undone
An' she drops the bomb
An' says she ain't my girl
I'm gettin' ready
Ready for the end of the world
Yeah, I'll be ready
Ready for the end of the world
Monday, January 5, 2009
I'm Alive
As a young man of 24 I was fresh off a divorce and I suppose I was wallering in self pity when a co-worker remarked, "Robb, we all have our crosses to carry. Its time you get off yours and start carrying it." That remark has stuck with me for almost 30 years as it was that short exchange that started me to thinking about how true that was (I was actually trying to come up with justification for my self pity but could not).
As I have faced other hurdles since that time - two job layoffs, a business failure, disappointments in others' choices, my own plain old stupid choices, and cancer - I have learned I am not the only one who has struggles. And I have learned to be thankful for what I have today.
I just bought this album this fall and this late summer or early fall and this song struck a chord.
Song: I'm Alive
Artist: Willie Nelson
Album: Moment of Forever
It's so damn easy to say that life's so hard
Everybody's got their share of battle scars
As for me, I'd like to thank my lucky stars
That I'm alive and well
And it'd be easy to add up all the pain
And all the dreams you sat and watched go up in flames
Dwell on the wreckage as it smolders in the rain
But not me, I'm alive
And today you know that's good enough for me
Breathing in and out's a blessing, can't you see?
Today is the first day of the rest of my life
And I'm alive and well, God, I'm alive and well
Stars are dancing on the water here tonight
It's good for the soul when there's not a soul in sight
This boat has caught it's wind and brought me back to life
Now I'm alive and well
And today you know that's good enough for me
Breathing in and out's a blessing, can't you see?
Today is the first day of the rest of my life
And I'm alive and well, God, I'm alive and well
As I have faced other hurdles since that time - two job layoffs, a business failure, disappointments in others' choices, my own plain old stupid choices, and cancer - I have learned I am not the only one who has struggles. And I have learned to be thankful for what I have today.
I just bought this album this fall and this late summer or early fall and this song struck a chord.
Song: I'm Alive
Artist: Willie Nelson
Album: Moment of Forever
It's so damn easy to say that life's so hard
Everybody's got their share of battle scars
As for me, I'd like to thank my lucky stars
That I'm alive and well
And it'd be easy to add up all the pain
And all the dreams you sat and watched go up in flames
Dwell on the wreckage as it smolders in the rain
But not me, I'm alive
And today you know that's good enough for me
Breathing in and out's a blessing, can't you see?
Today is the first day of the rest of my life
And I'm alive and well, God, I'm alive and well
Stars are dancing on the water here tonight
It's good for the soul when there's not a soul in sight
This boat has caught it's wind and brought me back to life
Now I'm alive and well
And today you know that's good enough for me
Breathing in and out's a blessing, can't you see?
Today is the first day of the rest of my life
And I'm alive and well, God, I'm alive and well
Thursday, January 1, 2009
Lucky Man
On this day people tend to reflect on the past year and make some resolutions about the new one. I'll do some of that today.
What I know is that no matter what losses my 401k has sustained in the WorldCom blow up in 2002 and the meltdown of 2008 I still live better than most people on this planet. Got a good measure of health, a mom and dad still with me, two sisters who are funny (and fun to be around too). My wife will have a special place in Heaven for putting up with me all these years. The kids are struggling to make their way in this world and I am proud of their efforts and accomplishments. Ol' Maverick is a hoot to watch grow and mature. I'm a lucky man.
Substitute the "Cowboys" for "Bengals", "two sisters" for "a brother" and "iPod and music" for "rod and reel" and this is really about me.
Song: Lucky Man
Artist: Mongomery Gentry
Album: Some People Change
I have days where I hate my job
This little town and the whole world too
Last Sunday when the Bengals lost
Lord it put me in a bad mood
I have moments when I curse the rain
Then complain when the sun's too hot
I look around at what everyone has
And I forget about all I've got
But I know I'm a lucky man
God's given me a pretty fair hand
Got a house and a piece of land
A few dollars in a coffee can
My old truck's still running good
My ticker's ticking like they say it should
I got supper in the oven, a good woman's lovin'
And one more day to be my little kid's dad
Lord knows I'm a lucky man
Got some friends who would be here fast
I could call em any time of day
Got a brother who's got my back
Got a mama who I swear's a saint
Got a brand new rod and reel
Got a full week off this year
Dad had a close call last spring
It's a miracle he's still here
But I know I'm a lucky man
God's given me a pretty fair hand
Got a house and a piece of land
a few dollars in a coffee can
My old truck's still running good
My ticker's tickin' like they say it should
I got supper in the oven, good woman's lovin'
And one more day to be my little kid's dad
Lord knows I'm a lucky man
My old trucks still running good
My ticker's ticking like they say it should
I got supper in the oven, a good woman's lovin'
And even my bad days ain't that bad
Yeah, I'm a lucky man
I'm a lucky lucky man
What I know is that no matter what losses my 401k has sustained in the WorldCom blow up in 2002 and the meltdown of 2008 I still live better than most people on this planet. Got a good measure of health, a mom and dad still with me, two sisters who are funny (and fun to be around too). My wife will have a special place in Heaven for putting up with me all these years. The kids are struggling to make their way in this world and I am proud of their efforts and accomplishments. Ol' Maverick is a hoot to watch grow and mature. I'm a lucky man.
Substitute the "Cowboys" for "Bengals", "two sisters" for "a brother" and "iPod and music" for "rod and reel" and this is really about me.
Song: Lucky Man
Artist: Mongomery Gentry
Album: Some People Change
I have days where I hate my job
This little town and the whole world too
Last Sunday when the Bengals lost
Lord it put me in a bad mood
I have moments when I curse the rain
Then complain when the sun's too hot
I look around at what everyone has
And I forget about all I've got
But I know I'm a lucky man
God's given me a pretty fair hand
Got a house and a piece of land
A few dollars in a coffee can
My old truck's still running good
My ticker's ticking like they say it should
I got supper in the oven, a good woman's lovin'
And one more day to be my little kid's dad
Lord knows I'm a lucky man
Got some friends who would be here fast
I could call em any time of day
Got a brother who's got my back
Got a mama who I swear's a saint
Got a brand new rod and reel
Got a full week off this year
Dad had a close call last spring
It's a miracle he's still here
But I know I'm a lucky man
God's given me a pretty fair hand
Got a house and a piece of land
a few dollars in a coffee can
My old truck's still running good
My ticker's tickin' like they say it should
I got supper in the oven, good woman's lovin'
And one more day to be my little kid's dad
Lord knows I'm a lucky man
My old trucks still running good
My ticker's ticking like they say it should
I got supper in the oven, a good woman's lovin'
And even my bad days ain't that bad
Yeah, I'm a lucky man
I'm a lucky lucky man
Saturday, December 27, 2008
A Little Good News
What a year we've had! Headlines told stories of infidelity, corruption, shootings, bombings, war, and economic disaster. Debbie is always saying she wishes the nightly news would give us some positive news. And we do get a piece every now and then.
This song dates itself with the reference to Bryant Gumbel. How many years has it been since he was on the TODAY SHOW? But the message is still relevant.
There is good news out there if you look for it. And we need to hear more of it.
Song: A Little Good News
Artist: Anne Murray
Album: The Best...So Far
I rolled out this morning - kids had the mornin' news show on
Bryant Gumbel was talkin' 'bout the fighting in Lebanon
Some senator was squawkin' 'bout the bad economy
It's gonna get worse you see, we need a change in policy
There's a local paper rolled up in a rubber band
One more sad story's one more than I can stand
Just once how I'd like to see the headline say
"Not much to print today, can't find nothin' bad to say", because
Nobody robbed a liquor store on the lower part of town
Nobody OD'ed, nobody burned a single buildin' down
Nobody fired a shot in anger, nobody had to die in vain
We sure could use a little good news today
I'll come home this evenin' I'll bet that the news will be the same
Somebody takes a hostage, somebody steals a plane
How I wanna hear the anchor man talk about a county fair
And how we cleaned up the air, how everybody learned to care
Whoa, tell me
Nobody was assassinated in the whole Third World today
And in the streets of Ireland, all the children had to do was play
And everybody loves everybody in the good old USA
We sure could use a little good news today
Nobody robbed a liquor store on the lower part of town
Nobody OD'ed, nobody burned a single buildin' down
Nobody fired a shot in anger, nobody had to die in vain
We sure could use a little good news today
This song dates itself with the reference to Bryant Gumbel. How many years has it been since he was on the TODAY SHOW? But the message is still relevant.
There is good news out there if you look for it. And we need to hear more of it.
Song: A Little Good News
Artist: Anne Murray
Album: The Best...So Far
I rolled out this morning - kids had the mornin' news show on
Bryant Gumbel was talkin' 'bout the fighting in Lebanon
Some senator was squawkin' 'bout the bad economy
It's gonna get worse you see, we need a change in policy
There's a local paper rolled up in a rubber band
One more sad story's one more than I can stand
Just once how I'd like to see the headline say
"Not much to print today, can't find nothin' bad to say", because
Nobody robbed a liquor store on the lower part of town
Nobody OD'ed, nobody burned a single buildin' down
Nobody fired a shot in anger, nobody had to die in vain
We sure could use a little good news today
I'll come home this evenin' I'll bet that the news will be the same
Somebody takes a hostage, somebody steals a plane
How I wanna hear the anchor man talk about a county fair
And how we cleaned up the air, how everybody learned to care
Whoa, tell me
Nobody was assassinated in the whole Third World today
And in the streets of Ireland, all the children had to do was play
And everybody loves everybody in the good old USA
We sure could use a little good news today
Nobody robbed a liquor store on the lower part of town
Nobody OD'ed, nobody burned a single buildin' down
Nobody fired a shot in anger, nobody had to die in vain
We sure could use a little good news today
Tuesday, December 9, 2008
My Kind of Woman, My Kind of Man
Debbie and I have several songs we like and think of as "ours." This is one of them. I have a pretty remarkable wife who really does not ask for much. A tv, satellite so she can get QVC and a phone with QVC on speed dial.
No, really, the words of this song hit home for both of us. A great duet by two of my favorite singers.
Song: My Kind of Woman, My Kind of Man
Artists: Patty Loveless and Vince Gill
Album: Classics (Patty Loveless)
(Vince) You don't need diamonds or big fancy cars
You say you're happy right where you are
(Patty) We're bound together by a little gold band
You're my kind of woman
(Patty) and You're my kind man
(Vince) Oh living without you is my only fear
You still drive me crazy when I hold you near
(Patty) My body trembles with the touch of your hand
(Vince)You're my kind of woman
(Patty) and You're my kind man
(Together) You're my kind of woman
You're my kind man
A match made in heaven
By God's gentle hands
I'll love you forever
Together we'll stand
(Vince) You're my kind of woman
(Patty) You're my kind man
(Together) You're my kind of woman
You're my kind man
A match made in heaven
By God's gentle hands
I'll love you forever
Together we'll stand
(Vince) You're my kind of woman
(Patty) You're my kind man
(Vince) You're my kind of woman
(Patty) And you're my kind man
No, really, the words of this song hit home for both of us. A great duet by two of my favorite singers.
Song: My Kind of Woman, My Kind of Man
Artists: Patty Loveless and Vince Gill
Album: Classics (Patty Loveless)
(Vince) You don't need diamonds or big fancy cars
You say you're happy right where you are
(Patty) We're bound together by a little gold band
You're my kind of woman
(Patty) and You're my kind man
(Vince) Oh living without you is my only fear
You still drive me crazy when I hold you near
(Patty) My body trembles with the touch of your hand
(Vince)You're my kind of woman
(Patty) and You're my kind man
(Together) You're my kind of woman
You're my kind man
A match made in heaven
By God's gentle hands
I'll love you forever
Together we'll stand
(Vince) You're my kind of woman
(Patty) You're my kind man
(Together) You're my kind of woman
You're my kind man
A match made in heaven
By God's gentle hands
I'll love you forever
Together we'll stand
(Vince) You're my kind of woman
(Patty) You're my kind man
(Vince) You're my kind of woman
(Patty) And you're my kind man
Tuesday, December 2, 2008
Get a Grip
Every human being has experienced loneliness. In my opinion no one writes or sings about it like Merle Haggard. And this song might be my favorite Country song.
In this song he captures the gnawing, loss of sleep, haunting ache of a love lost or separation from someone loved. In the middle of the misery he understands he has to go on living as hard as it is. He admits he ends up "where the lonely go."
That's kind of the launching pad of most Country songs, isn't it? Ha ha! I have to laugh a little bit. Think about it. Most songs are about things or activities in an attempt to fill the loneliness. I think some Sunday morning sermons could reach some hearts if the preacher understood this human emotion.
Where do the lonely go? Many times to the wrong thing. This should not make us discount the emotion - it is very real. We have all been there and handled it wrong or wrestled with it for a while in an attempt to get a grip on the emotion and get life back to normal - whatever that is. This song not only speaks to it but has some great music with a bit of a blues touch.
Song: Going Where the Lonely Go
Artist: Merle Haggard
Album: Going Where the Lonely Go
Rollin with the flow
Going where the lonely go
Anywhere the lights are low
Going where the lonely go
Making up things to do
Not running in all directions
Trying to find you
I'm rollin with the flow
Going where the lonely go
I've got to keep rollin
I can't lay down
Sleep won't hardly come
When theres loneliness all around
I've got to keep goin
Travling down this lonesome road
I'm rollin with the flow
Goin where the lonely go
In this song he captures the gnawing, loss of sleep, haunting ache of a love lost or separation from someone loved. In the middle of the misery he understands he has to go on living as hard as it is. He admits he ends up "where the lonely go."
That's kind of the launching pad of most Country songs, isn't it? Ha ha! I have to laugh a little bit. Think about it. Most songs are about things or activities in an attempt to fill the loneliness. I think some Sunday morning sermons could reach some hearts if the preacher understood this human emotion.
Where do the lonely go? Many times to the wrong thing. This should not make us discount the emotion - it is very real. We have all been there and handled it wrong or wrestled with it for a while in an attempt to get a grip on the emotion and get life back to normal - whatever that is. This song not only speaks to it but has some great music with a bit of a blues touch.
Song: Going Where the Lonely Go
Artist: Merle Haggard
Album: Going Where the Lonely Go
Rollin with the flow
Going where the lonely go
Anywhere the lights are low
Going where the lonely go
Making up things to do
Not running in all directions
Trying to find you
I'm rollin with the flow
Going where the lonely go
I've got to keep rollin
I can't lay down
Sleep won't hardly come
When theres loneliness all around
I've got to keep goin
Travling down this lonesome road
I'm rollin with the flow
Goin where the lonely go
Saturday, November 22, 2008
That Reminds Me of a Song
So I don't have to repeat something I have already said, you can review a previous blog of mine here: Songs are Bookmarks In My Life.
I love a good tune. And I have always enjoyed a good song. I have had a radio for as long as I can remember on my bed's headboard which I would lay awake listening to at night (Billy Parker had an overnight show on KVOO). One of the first purchases I can remember making with my own money was a stereo (Bell & Howell AM/FM/cassette/8-track/turntable).
I often find myself whistling a tune without realizing it. Maverick (and his mother before him) finds this irritating. I was in a convienience store this week and was apparently whistling because the lady at the register starting singing the song I was whistling and then told me, "I love that song!" You know, I can't even remember what that song was, but I do remember it was an "oldie."
Words mean things. Sometimes you like a song for the melody and harmony. But for me it is about the words mostly. Johnny Cash could talk a pretty good song. The song can touch the soul but the words touch the heart. I suppose we need both.
I have some of Merle Haggard's music in every form. Some albums I have in vinyl, 8-track (finally thrown away), cassette, CD, and now in mp3, VHS and DVD. Debbie thinks that is S-A-D (but come on, this judgement comes from a disco queen of the 70's who listened to the Bee Gees). But it is more than the music it is the words and experiences which caused the song to be written. That is why he is called the Common Man's Poet.
I can mark events in my life with a song from that era. You probably can too. And this BLOG will end up telling you more about me then you might want to know. But it might end up causing you to think more about yours too, if you are not careful. So, each post will have the lyrics, album, artist of a particular song so that you can purchase it if you don't already have it. The songs are about me. But they might be about you.
Song: Songs About Me
Artist: Trace Adkins
Album: Greatest Hits Vol II
Lyrics
I love a good tune. And I have always enjoyed a good song. I have had a radio for as long as I can remember on my bed's headboard which I would lay awake listening to at night (Billy Parker had an overnight show on KVOO). One of the first purchases I can remember making with my own money was a stereo (Bell & Howell AM/FM/cassette/8-track/turntable).
I often find myself whistling a tune without realizing it. Maverick (and his mother before him) finds this irritating. I was in a convienience store this week and was apparently whistling because the lady at the register starting singing the song I was whistling and then told me, "I love that song!" You know, I can't even remember what that song was, but I do remember it was an "oldie."
Words mean things. Sometimes you like a song for the melody and harmony. But for me it is about the words mostly. Johnny Cash could talk a pretty good song. The song can touch the soul but the words touch the heart. I suppose we need both.
I have some of Merle Haggard's music in every form. Some albums I have in vinyl, 8-track (finally thrown away), cassette, CD, and now in mp3, VHS and DVD. Debbie thinks that is S-A-D (but come on, this judgement comes from a disco queen of the 70's who listened to the Bee Gees). But it is more than the music it is the words and experiences which caused the song to be written. That is why he is called the Common Man's Poet.
I can mark events in my life with a song from that era. You probably can too. And this BLOG will end up telling you more about me then you might want to know. But it might end up causing you to think more about yours too, if you are not careful. So, each post will have the lyrics, album, artist of a particular song so that you can purchase it if you don't already have it. The songs are about me. But they might be about you.
Song: Songs About Me
Artist: Trace Adkins
Album: Greatest Hits Vol II
Lyrics
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