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Song Lyric Group Story

This is a group story where you add to the story ONLY using song lyrics. You have to put your song lyrics artist/song in parenthesis. The story can be humorous or serious...wherever it goes. Have fun! Each person can post as much as you want!

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Comment by wiffledust on February 4, 2011 at 5:28pm

well since my baby left me

i found a new place to dwell

it's down at the end of a lonely street

it's heartbreak hotel

well.....i feel so lonely baby (elvis)

Comment by Sherry Somach on February 4, 2011 at 5:15pm

Hear that lonesome whippoorwill
He sounds too blue to fly
The midnight train is whining low
I'm so lonesome I could cry

I've never seen a night so long
When time goes crawling by
The moon just went behind the clouds
To hide its face and cry

Did you ever see a robin weep
When leaves began to die?
That means he's lost the will to live
I'm so lonesome I could cry

The silence of a falling star
Lights up a purple sky
And as I wonder where you are
I'm so lonesome I could cry

(Hank Williams)

Comment by Robert P. Meyer Jr. on February 4, 2011 at 4:33pm
"I feel so bad I've got a worried mind
I'm so lonesome all the time
Since I left my baby behind on Blue Bayou

Saving nickels, saving dimes, working until the sun don't shine
Looking forward to happier times on Blue Bayou

I'm going back some day come what may to Blue Bayou
Where you sleep all day and the catfish play on Blue Bayou
All those fishing boats with their sails afloat
If I could only see that familiar sunrise through sleepy eyes
How happy I'd be

Go to see my baby again
And to be with some of my friends
Maybe I'd be happy then on Blue Bayou

I'm going back some day, gonna stay on Blue Bayou
Where the folks are fine and the world is mine on Blue Bayou
Oh, that girl of mine by my side the silver moon and the evening tide
Oh, some sweet day gonna take away this hurting inside
I'll never be blue, my dreams come true on Blue Bayou "   (Roy Orbison)
Comment by wiffledust on February 4, 2011 at 11:31am
stars shining bright above you
night breezes seem to whisper i love you
birds singing in the sycamore trees
dream a little dream of me

say nighty night and kiss me
just hold me tight and tell me you'll miss me
while i'm alone and blue as can be
dream a little dream of me

louis armstrong
Comment by Robert P. Meyer Jr. on February 4, 2011 at 10:53am

"I had a dream. Crazy dream.
Anything I wanted to know, any place I needed to go

Hear my song. People won't you listen now? Sing along.
You don't know what you're missing now.
Any little song that you know
Everything that's small has to grow.
And it has to grow!

California sunlight, sweet Calcutta rain
Honolulu starbright - the song remains the same.

Sing out Hare Hare, dance the Hoochie Koo.
City lights are oh so bright, as we go sliding... sliding... sliding through"

 

(Led Zeppelin)

Comment by Sherry Somach on February 3, 2011 at 12:17pm

Well the first days are the hardest days,
Don't you worry any more, 'Cause when life looks like easy
Street, there is danger at your door.
Think this through with me, let me know your mind.
Woh - oh, what I want to know, is are you kind?

It's a buck dancer's choice my friend; better take my advice.
You know all the rules by now and the fire from ice.
Will you come with me, won't you come with me?
Woh - oh, what I want to know, will you come with me?

Goddamn, well I declare, have you seen the like?
Their walls are built of cannonballs, their motto is
Don't tread on me. Come hear Uncle John's Band playing
To the tide, come with me, or go alone.

It's the same story the crow told me;
It's the only one he knows.
Like the morning sun you come and like the wind you go.
Ain't no time to hate, barely time to wait,
Woh - oh, what I want to know, where does the time go?

I live in a silver mine and I call it Beggar's Tomb;
I got me a violin and I beg you call the tune
Anybody's choice, I can hear your voice.
Woh - oh, what I want to know, how does the song go?

Come hear the Uncle John's Band by the riverside
Got some things to talk about, here beside the risin' tide
Come hear Uncle John's Band playing to the tide,
Come on along, or go alone,
He's come to take his children home.
Woh - oh, what I want to know, how does the song go?

Come hear Uncle John's Band by the riverside,
Got some things to talk about here beside the risin' tide.
Come hear Uncle John's Band playing to the tide, come on
Along or go alone, he's come to take his children home.

(Grateful Dead)

Comment by Elle MacNeil on February 3, 2011 at 11:23am

I'm gonna tell Aunt Mary 'bout Uncle John
he said he had the misery but he got a lot of fun
Baby, yeah now baby
Woo baby, some fun tonight

I saw Uncle John with Long Tall Sally
he saw Aunt Mary comin' and he ducked back in the alley
Oh, baby, yeah now baby
Woo baby, some fun tonight

(Blackwell, Johnson and Penniman - "Little Richard"/The Beatles)

Comment by Robert P. Meyer Jr. on February 3, 2011 at 9:51am
"Sneakin' Sally through the alley
Sneakin' Sally through the alley
Sneakin' Sally through the alley
Trying to keep her out of sight
Sneakin' Sally through the alley
When up pops the wife

I said, ah I can't find nothing wrong with being friends cos sometimes
She lets me use the car
She said if you can't find nothing wrong with your mind
You'd better find something wrong with her, her
So I began to explain ah that it wasn't just ah what she thought
I'd better find something to do with my time
The fact is I've just been caught

Sneakin' Sally through the alley
Sneakin' Sally through the alley"   (Robert Palmer)
Comment by Polar on February 3, 2011 at 1:26am
You know, your mama and your daddy
Saying I'm no good to you
They call me dirty from the alley
Till I don't know what to do
I get so tired of sneakin' around
Just to get to your back door
I crawled past the garbage and
Your mama jumped out, screamin'
"Don't come back no more"
I can't take it
My guitar wants to kill your mama
My guitar wants to kill your mama
My guitar wants to burn your dad
I get real mean when it makes me mad

Later I tried to call you
Your mama told me you weren't there
She told me don't bother to call again
Unless I cut off all my hair
I get so tired of sneakin' around
Just to get to your back door
I crawled past the garbage and
Your mama jumped out, screamin'
"Don't come back no more"

Later I tried to call you
Your mama told me you weren't there
She told me don't bother to call again
Unless I cut off all my hair
I get so tired of sneakin' around
Just to get to your back door
I crawled past the garbage and
Your mama jumped out, screamin'
"Don't come back no more"
My guitar wants to kill your mama
My guitar wants to kill your mama
My guitar wants to burn your dad
I get real mean when it makes me mad - (Frank Zappa)
Comment by Sherry Somach on February 2, 2011 at 11:06pm
I look at you all see the love there that's sleeping
While my guitar gently weeps
I look at the floor and I see it need sweeping
Still my guitar gently weeps

I don't know why nobody told you
how to unfold you love
I don't know how someone controlled you
they bought and sold you

I look at the world and I notice it's turning
While my guitar gently weeps
With every mistake we must surely be learning
Still my guitar gently weeps

I don't know how you were diverted
you were perverted too
I don't know how you were inverted
no one alerted you

I look at you all see the love there that's sleeping
While my guitar gently weeps
I look at you all
Still my guitar gently weeps
George Harrison.Beatles
 

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