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Dedicate a Country song to an Orger! :-D http://www.youtube.com/wa...NMXQgRAtEs
hey baby whatcha doin' this evening? can you meet me down at the railroad tracks? i got tom petty playin' in my silverado, and i iced down a six-pack. hey daisy don't you worry 'bout your mama, like 007 we can keep it covert. undercover on the ground by the water gonna get a little peace... on earth. (chorus:) baby whatcha say we go pickin' wildflowers? got a spot way back in the woods. sneak away for a couple of hours, you and me baby, pickin' wildflowers. hey baby, mother nature is waitin' and love's bloomin' like a cherry tree. let's buzz around, maybe do some pollenating, dive on in like honey bees. baby whatcha say we go pickin' wildflowers? got a spot way back in the woods. sneak away for a couple of hours, you and me baby, pickin' wildflowers take a trail ride if you know what i mean. hey baby won't you come with me? baby whatcha say we go pickin' wildflowers? got a spot way back in the woods. sneak away for a couple of hours, you and me baby, pickin' wildflowers [Edited 3/13/07 10:35am] | |
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Country song?? wtf???? | |
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REDFEATHERS said: Country song?? wtf????
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For JustErin: We talk about your work how your boss is a jerk We talk about your church and your head when it hurts We talk about the troubles you've been having with your brother About your daddy and your mother and your crazy ex-lover We talk about your friends and the places that you've been We talk about your skin and the dimples on your chin The polish on your toes and the run in your hose And God knows we're gonna talk about your clothes You know talking about you makes me smile But every once in awhile I wanna talk about me Wanna talk about I Wanna talk about number one Oh my me my What I think, what I like, what I know, what I want, what I see I like talking about you, usually, but occassionally I wanna talk about me I wanna talk about me We talk about your dreams and we talk about your schemes your high school team and your moisturizer creme We talk about your nanna up in Muncie, Indiana We talk about your grandma down in Alabama We talk about your guys of every shape and size The ones that you despise and the ones you idolize We talk about your heart, about your brains and your smarts And your medical charts and where you start You know talking about you makes me grin But every now and then I wanna talk about me Wanna talk about I Wanna talk about number one Oh my me my What I think, what I like, what I know, what I want, what I see I like talking about you, usually, but occassionally I wanna talk about me I wanna talk about me You you you you you you you you youyouyouyouyou I wanna talk about me I wanna talk about me Wanna talk about I Wanna talk about number one Oh my me my What I think, what I like, what I know, what I want, what I see I like talking about you, usually, but occassionally I wanna talk about me I wanna talk about me | |
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All Over Again
Johnny Cash One little dream at night and I can dream all day It only takes a memory to thrill me One little kiss from you and I just fly away Pour me out your love until you fill me I wanna fall in love beginning from the start, all over again Show me how you stole away my heart, all over again The Normal Whores Club | |
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Staring at you taking off your makeup Wondering why you even put it on I know you think you do, but baby, you don't need it Wish that you could see what I see when it's gone Chorus: I see a dust trail following an old red Nova Baby blue eyes and your head on my shoulder Wait, baby don't move, right there it is A T-shirt hanging off a dogwood branch That river was cold but we gave love a chance Yeah To me You don't look a day over fast cars and freedom That sunset, riverbank, first time feeling Yeah smile and shake your head as if you don't believe me I'll just sit right here and let you take me back Got Cougar up on ten, Little Diddy 'Bout Jack and Diane You're laughing, singing with your feet up on the dash Remember that Chorus: I see a dust trail following an old red Nova Baby blue eyes and your head on my shoulder Wait, baby don't move, right there it is A T-shirt hanging off a dogwood branch That river was cold but we gave love a chance Yeah To me You don't look a day over fast cars and freedom That sunset, riverbank, first time feeling | |
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Are You Sure? (Words and Music by Willie Nelson)
Look around you Look down the bar from you The lonely faces that you see Are you sure that this is where you want to be These are your friends But are they real friends Do they love you the same as me Are you sure that this is where you want to be You seem in such a hurry to live this kind of life You've caused so many tears and misery Look around you, take a good look And tell me what you see Are you sure that this is where you want to be Don't let my tears persuade you, I had hoped I wouldn't cry But lately, teardrops seem a part of me Oh, look around you, take a good look At all the lonely used-to-be's Are you sure that this is where you want to be I dedicate this to myself. [Edited 3/13/07 11:24am] "She made me glad to be a man" | |
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DanceWme said: REDFEATHERS said: Country song?? wtf????
I dont know any country songs.. does SureThing know this is a prince website??? | |
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REDFEATHERS said: DanceWme said: I dont know any country songs.. does SureThing know this is a prince website??? You know COUNTRY songs. Yanno, the music this country was FOUNDED on. | |
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For SureThing
Well, I ain't never been the Barbie doll type No, I can't swig that sweet Champagne, I'd rather drink beer all night In a tavern or in a honky tonk or on a four-wheel drive tailgate I've got posters on my wall of Skynyrd, Kid and Strait Some people look down on me, but I don't give a rip I'll stand barefooted in my own front yard with a baby on my hip 'cause I'm a redneck woman I ain't no high class broad I'm just a product of my raising I say, 'hey ya'll' and 'yee-haw' And I keep my Christmas lights on On my front porch all year long And I know all the words to every Charlie Daniels song So here's to all my sisters out there keeping it country Let me get a big 'hell yeah' from the redneck girls like me, hell yeah Victoria's Secret, well their stuff's real nice But I can buy the same damn thing on a Wal-Mart shelf half price And still look sexy, just as sexy as those models on TV I don't need no designer tag to make my man want me Well, you might think I'm trashy, a little too hardcore But in my neck of the woods I'm just the girl next door I'm a redneck woman I ain't no high class broad I'm just a product of my raising I say, 'hey y'all' and 'yee-haw' And I keep my Christmas lights on On my front porch all year long And I know all the words to every Tanya Tucker song So here's to all my sisters out there keeping it country Let me get a big 'hell yeah' from the redneck girls like me, hell yeah I'm a redneck woman I ain't no high class broad I'm just a product of my raising I say, 'hey y'all' and 'yee-haw' And I keep my Christmas lights on On my front porch all year long And I know all the words to every ol' Bocephus song So here's to all my sisters out there keeping it country Let me get a big 'hell yeah' from the redneck girls like me, hell yeah Hell yeah, hell yeah Hell yeah I said hell yeah! | |
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SureThing said: You know COUNTRY songs. Yanno, the music this country was FOUNDED on. No you didn't. The Normal Whores Club | |
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ItsOnlyMe said: For SureThing
Well, I ain't never been the Barbie doll type No, I can't swig that sweet Champagne, I'd rather drink beer all night In a tavern or in a honky tonk or on a four-wheel drive tailgate I've got posters on my wall of Skynyrd, Kid and Strait Some people look down on me, but I don't give a rip I'll stand barefooted in my own front yard with a baby on my hip 'cause I'm a redneck woman I ain't no high class broad I'm just a product of my raising I say, 'hey ya'll' and 'yee-haw' And I keep my Christmas lights on On my front porch all year long And I know all the words to every Charlie Daniels song So here's to all my sisters out there keeping it country Let me get a big 'hell yeah' from the redneck girls like me, hell yeah Victoria's Secret, well their stuff's real nice But I can buy the same damn thing on a Wal-Mart shelf half price And still look sexy, just as sexy as those models on TV I don't need no designer tag to make my man want me Well, you might think I'm trashy, a little too hardcore But in my neck of the woods I'm just the girl next door I'm a redneck woman I ain't no high class broad I'm just a product of my raising I say, 'hey y'all' and 'yee-haw' And I keep my Christmas lights on On my front porch all year long And I know all the words to every Tanya Tucker song So here's to all my sisters out there keeping it country Let me get a big 'hell yeah' from the redneck girls like me, hell yeah I'm a redneck woman I ain't no high class broad I'm just a product of my raising I say, 'hey y'all' and 'yee-haw' And I keep my Christmas lights on On my front porch all year long And I know all the words to every ol' Bocephus song So here's to all my sisters out there keeping it country Let me get a big 'hell yeah' from the redneck girls like me, hell yeah Hell yeah, hell yeah Hell yeah I said hell yeah! Thank You! I love Gretchen! | |
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SureThing said: REDFEATHERS said: I dont know any country songs.. does SureThing know this is a prince website??? You know COUNTRY songs. Yanno, the music this country was FOUNDED on. I am not from YOUR country.. | |
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I dedicate ´Ring of Fire´by Johnny Cash to myself what with my insatiable taste for curries. | |
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REDFEATHERS said: SureThing said: You know COUNTRY songs. Yanno, the music this country was FOUNDED on. I am not from YOUR country.. Oh. Well, THATS stupid. | |
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To SureThing (for her well-known love of the Woody Guthrie/Leadbelly tribute album Folkways: A Vision Shared and vigilante justice):
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Rascal Flatts for MDIVER
What Hurts the Most... I can take the rain on the roof of this empty house That don’t bother me I can take a few tears now and then and just let them out I’m not afraid to cry every once in a while Even though going on with you gone still upsets me There are days every now and again I pretend I’m ok But that’s not what gets me What hurts the most Was being so close And having so much to say And watching you walk away And never knowing What could have been And not seeing that loving you Is what I was tryin’ to do It’s hard to deal with the pain of losing you everywhere I go But I’m doin’ It It’s hard to force that smile when I see our old friends and I’m alone Still Harder Getting up, getting dressed, livin’ with this regret But I know if I could do it over I would trade give away all the words that I saved in my heart That I left unspoken What hurts the most Is being so close And having so much to say And watching you walk away And never knowing What could have been And not seeing that loving you Is what I was trying to do What hurts the most Is being so close And having so much to say And watching you walk away And never knowing What could have been And not seeing that loving you Is what I was trying to do Not seeing that loving you That’s what I was trying to do | |
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Shanti1 said: Rascal Flatts for MDIVER
What Hurts the Most... I can take the rain on the roof of this empty house That don’t bother me I can take a few tears now and then and just let them out I’m not afraid to cry every once in a while Even though going on with you gone still upsets me There are days every now and again I pretend I’m ok But that’s not what gets me What hurts the most Was being so close And having so much to say And watching you walk away And never knowing What could have been And not seeing that loving you Is what I was tryin’ to do It’s hard to deal with the pain of losing you everywhere I go But I’m doin’ It It’s hard to force that smile when I see our old friends and I’m alone Still Harder Getting up, getting dressed, livin’ with this regret But I know if I could do it over I would trade give away all the words that I saved in my heart That I left unspoken What hurts the most Is being so close And having so much to say And watching you walk away And never knowing What could have been And not seeing that loving you Is what I was trying to do What hurts the most Is being so close And having so much to say And watching you walk away And never knowing What could have been And not seeing that loving you Is what I was trying to do Not seeing that loving you That’s what I was trying to do I'M OBSESSED with this song. OBSESSED! | |
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SureThing said: Shanti1 said: Rascal Flatts for MDIVER
What Hurts the Most... I can take the rain on the roof of this empty house That don’t bother me I can take a few tears now and then and just let them out I’m not afraid to cry every once in a while Even though going on with you gone still upsets me There are days every now and again I pretend I’m ok But that’s not what gets me What hurts the most Was being so close And having so much to say And watching you walk away And never knowing What could have been And not seeing that loving you Is what I was tryin’ to do It’s hard to deal with the pain of losing you everywhere I go But I’m doin’ It It’s hard to force that smile when I see our old friends and I’m alone Still Harder Getting up, getting dressed, livin’ with this regret But I know if I could do it over I would trade give away all the words that I saved in my heart That I left unspoken What hurts the most Is being so close And having so much to say And watching you walk away And never knowing What could have been And not seeing that loving you Is what I was trying to do What hurts the most Is being so close And having so much to say And watching you walk away And never knowing What could have been And not seeing that loving you Is what I was trying to do Not seeing that loving you That’s what I was trying to do I'M OBSESSED with this song. OBSESSED! I had to do it..it is the only Rascal Flatts that I know | |
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For my longtime unrequited org crush, Cloudbuster:
The only country song I actually like: Me Neither (Brad Paisley) Darlin' I've been standin' here just watchin' you all night And I think I've even caught you watchin' me a couple times If I don't ask I'll never know This may sound dumb, but here we go Do you believe in love at first sight? Me neither I'm glad that we agree Believe me That's a big relief Well, this place is awful crowded And this music is so loud Would you like to go and grab a bite to eat? Me neither It's nice to finally meet a girl who doesn't move too fast I was only checkin', that's the reason that I asked Relationships need time to grow You and I should take this slow And darlin' tell me, would you like to dance? Me neither I was just bein' polite Thank goodness My feet are much too tired I'm sure you're tired too I can see an empty booth Would you like to maybe sit and talk a while? Me neither We'd never get along I'm thinkin' there's no chemistry at all This has been a waste of time And I'm runnin' outta lines Don't you think it's time for me to end this song Me neither oh noes, prince is gonna soo me!!1! | |
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One more.
I would like to dedicate this to Anx and Borgman. Escape (Rupert Holmes) I was tired of my lady We'd been together too long Like a worn-out recording Of a favorite song So while she lay there sleeping I read the paper in bed And in the personal columns There was this letter I read "If you like Pina Coladas And getting caught in the rain If you're not into yoga If you have half a brain If you'd like making love at midnight In the dunes on the Cape Then I'm the love that you've looked for Write to me and escape." I didn't think about my lady I know that sounds kind of mean But me and my old lady Have fallen into the same old dull routine So I wrote to the paper Took out a personal ad And though I'm nobody's poet I thought it wasn't half bad "Yes I like Pina Coladas And getting caught in the rain I'm not much into health food I am into champagne I've got to meet you by tomorrow noon And cut through all this red-tape At a bar called O'Malley's Where we'll plan our escape." So I waited with high hopes And she walked in the place I knew her smile in an instant I knew the curve of her face It was my own lovely lady And she said, "Oh it's you." Then we laughed for a moment And I said, "I never knew." That you like Pina Coladas Getting caught in the rain And the feel of the ocean And the taste of champagne If you'd like making love at midnight In the dunes of the Cape You're the lady I've looked for Come with me and escape (It is so a country song. Prove me wrong.) oh noes, prince is gonna soo me!!1! | |
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HereToRockYourWorld said: One more.
I would like to dedicate this to Anx and Borgman. Escape (Rupert Holmes) I was tired of my lady We'd been together too long Like a worn-out recording Of a favorite song So while she lay there sleeping I read the paper in bed And in the personal columns There was this letter I read "If you like Pina Coladas And getting caught in the rain If you're not into yoga If you have half a brain If you'd like making love at midnight In the dunes on the Cape Then I'm the love that you've looked for Write to me and escape." I didn't think about my lady I know that sounds kind of mean But me and my old lady Have fallen into the same old dull routine So I wrote to the paper Took out a personal ad And though I'm nobody's poet I thought it wasn't half bad "Yes I like Pina Coladas And getting caught in the rain I'm not much into health food I am into champagne I've got to meet you by tomorrow noon And cut through all this red-tape At a bar called O'Malley's Where we'll plan our escape." So I waited with high hopes And she walked in the place I knew her smile in an instant I knew the curve of her face It was my own lovely lady And she said, "Oh it's you." Then we laughed for a moment And I said, "I never knew." That you like Pina Coladas Getting caught in the rain And the feel of the ocean And the taste of champagne If you'd like making love at midnight In the dunes of the Cape You're the lady I've looked for Come with me and escape (It is so a country song. Prove me wrong.) The Normal Whores Club | |
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FunkMistress said: HereToRockYourWorld said: One more.
I would like to dedicate this to Anx and Borgman. Escape (Rupert Holmes) I was tired of my lady We'd been together too long Like a worn-out recording Of a favorite song So while she lay there sleeping I read the paper in bed And in the personal columns There was this letter I read "If you like Pina Coladas And getting caught in the rain If you're not into yoga If you have half a brain If you'd like making love at midnight In the dunes on the Cape Then I'm the love that you've looked for Write to me and escape." I didn't think about my lady I know that sounds kind of mean But me and my old lady Have fallen into the same old dull routine So I wrote to the paper Took out a personal ad And though I'm nobody's poet I thought it wasn't half bad "Yes I like Pina Coladas And getting caught in the rain I'm not much into health food I am into champagne I've got to meet you by tomorrow noon And cut through all this red-tape At a bar called O'Malley's Where we'll plan our escape." So I waited with high hopes And she walked in the place I knew her smile in an instant I knew the curve of her face It was my own lovely lady And she said, "Oh it's you." Then we laughed for a moment And I said, "I never knew." That you like Pina Coladas Getting caught in the rain And the feel of the ocean And the taste of champagne If you'd like making love at midnight In the dunes of the Cape You're the lady I've looked for Come with me and escape (It is so a country song. Prove me wrong.) Not only that, but, I thoguht Jimmy Buffet, sang that song. | |
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I like/love this song. I had a good summer with this song.
Dedicated to the summer. Faith Hill> Breathe I can feel the magic floating in the air Being with you gets me that way I watch the sunlight dance across your face and I've Never been this swept away All my thoughts just seem to settle on the breeze When I'm lying wrapped up in your arms The whole world just fades away The only thing I hear Is the beating of your heart 'Cause I can feel you breathe It's washing over me Suddenly I'm melting into you There's nothing left to prove Baby all we need is just to be Caught up in the touch The slow and steady rush Baby, isn't that the way that love's supposed to be I can feel you breathe Just breathe In a way I know my heart is waking up As all the walls come tumbling down I'm closer than I've ever felt before And I know And you know There's no need for words right now 'Cause I can feel you breathe It's washing over me Suddenly I'm melting into you There's nothing left to prove Baby all we need is just to be Caught up in the touch The slow and steady rush Baby, isn't that the way that love's supposed to be I can feel you breathe Just breathe Caught up in the touch The slow and steady rush Baby, isn't that the way that love's supposed to be I can feel you breathe Just breathe I can feel the magic floating in the air Being with you gets me that way. | |
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SureThing said: FunkMistress said: Not only that, but, I thoguht Jimmy Buffet, sang that song. Your commas are out of control. The Normal Whores Club | |
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FunkMistress said: HereToRockYourWorld said: One more.
I would like to dedicate this to Anx and Borgman. Escape (Rupert Holmes) I was tired of my lady We'd been together too long Like a worn-out recording Of a favorite song So while she lay there sleeping I read the paper in bed And in the personal columns There was this letter I read "If you like Pina Coladas And getting caught in the rain If you're not into yoga If you have half a brain If you'd like making love at midnight In the dunes on the Cape Then I'm the love that you've looked for Write to me and escape." I didn't think about my lady I know that sounds kind of mean But me and my old lady Have fallen into the same old dull routine So I wrote to the paper Took out a personal ad And though I'm nobody's poet I thought it wasn't half bad "Yes I like Pina Coladas And getting caught in the rain I'm not much into health food I am into champagne I've got to meet you by tomorrow noon And cut through all this red-tape At a bar called O'Malley's Where we'll plan our escape." So I waited with high hopes And she walked in the place I knew her smile in an instant I knew the curve of her face It was my own lovely lady And she said, "Oh it's you." Then we laughed for a moment And I said, "I never knew." That you like Pina Coladas Getting caught in the rain And the feel of the ocean And the taste of champagne If you'd like making love at midnight In the dunes of the Cape You're the lady I've looked for Come with me and escape (It is so a country song. Prove me wrong.) Sometimes I'm only funny to me. oh noes, prince is gonna soo me!!1! | |
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FunkMistress said: HereToRockYourWorld said: One more.
I would like to dedicate this to Anx and Borgman. Escape (Rupert Holmes) I was tired of my lady We'd been together too long Like a worn-out recording Of a favorite song So while she lay there sleeping I read the paper in bed And in the personal columns There was this letter I read "If you like Pina Coladas And getting caught in the rain If you're not into yoga If you have half a brain If you'd like making love at midnight In the dunes on the Cape Then I'm the love that you've looked for Write to me and escape." I didn't think about my lady I know that sounds kind of mean But me and my old lady Have fallen into the same old dull routine So I wrote to the paper Took out a personal ad And though I'm nobody's poet I thought it wasn't half bad "Yes I like Pina Coladas And getting caught in the rain I'm not much into health food I am into champagne I've got to meet you by tomorrow noon And cut through all this red-tape At a bar called O'Malley's Where we'll plan our escape." So I waited with high hopes And she walked in the place I knew her smile in an instant I knew the curve of her face It was my own lovely lady And she said, "Oh it's you." Then we laughed for a moment And I said, "I never knew." That you like Pina Coladas Getting caught in the rain And the feel of the ocean And the taste of champagne If you'd like making love at midnight In the dunes of the Cape You're the lady I've looked for Come with me and escape (It is so a country song. Prove me wrong.) | |
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