Lepo otpevao James Dupre ..
ali original je original..
kaka je ovo pesma.....da se smrznesh....
....'Cause what she's doin' now is tearin' me apart
Fillin' up my mind and emptying my heart
I can hear her call each time the cold wind blows
And I wonder if she knows....
garth brooks - ireland
They say mother earth is breathing
With each wave that finds the shore
Her soul rises in the evening
For to open twilight's door
Her eyes are the stars in heaven
Watching o'er us all the while
And her heart it is in Ireland
Deep within the Emerald Isle.
We are forty against hundreds
In someone else's bloody war
We know not why we're fighting
Or what we're dying for
They will storm us in the morning
When the sunlight turns to sky
Death is waiting for its dance now
Fate has sentenced us to die.
(chorus)
Ireland I am coming home
I can see your rolling fields of green
And fences made of stone.
I am reaching out won't you take my hand
I'm coming home Ireland.
Oh the captain he lay bleeding
I can hear him calling me
"These men are yours now for the leading
Show them to their destiny "
And as I look up all around me
I see the ragged tired and torn
I tell them to make ready
'Cause we're not waiting for the morn.
Ireland I am coming home
I can see your rolling fields of green
And fences made of stone.
I am reaching out won't you take my hand
I'm coming home Ireland.
Now the fog is deep and heavy
As we forge the dark and fear
We can hear their horses breathing
As in silence we draw near
There are no words to be spoken
Just a look to say good-bye
I draw a breath and night is broken
As I scream our battle cry.
Ireland I am coming home
I can see your rolling fields of green
And fences made of stone.
I am reaching out won't you take my hand
I'm coming home Ireland.
Yes I am home Ireland
We Were Forty Against Hundreds.....
& underpaid......
Well I heard Steve Earle had lots of wives
About as many as cats have lives
Met him on his records, and we're good friends
He writes a song for every one,
They fall in love and before it's done,
He writes and even better one when it ends
Well I don't have to take your name
And you won't have to take the blame
Steve Earle, Steve Earle, please write a song for me
I promise I won't take a dime, when it comes my time to leave
The other's wanted your whole heart,
But I just want your sleeve
Steve Earle, Steve Earle, please write a song for me
Well I heard he loves them all the same,
As much as Ireland loves the rain
Steve it rains at my house everyday
He met 'em all in every port
Because falling in love's a pilgrim sport
And as long as I can be the pirate, I'm okay
You moved to the city, baby you had to go
But I love apples, and I could learn to love the snow
Steve Earle, Steve Earle, please write a song for me
I promise I won't take a dime, when it comes my time to leave
The other's wanted your whole heart,
But I just want your sleeve
Steve Earle, Steve Earle, please write a song for me
Come on
I could walk around in your favorite shoes
Come on, just one line, whatta you got to lose?
And I don't bruise
Steve Earle, Steve Earle, please write a song for me
I promise I won't take a dime, when it comes my time to leave
The other's wanted your whole heart,
But I just want your sleeve, and the shirt that goes with it
Coz it smells like you and you know I like to sleep in that
And a vacation house, at the beach
And a really small wedding, only 'bout three hundred people
Did I tell you that I've got kids? you're gonna love 'em. They're gonna need to go to college.
Do you like reggae? I love reggae.
On tuesday nights I like to go to trivia,
So that's your night to go out with the boys and then you can...
Is this thing on?
Steve Earle, Steve Earle, please write a song for me
I do
Poruku je izmenio Lilith_021, 13.03.2010 u 00:05 Razlog: ne radi tjub
I used to run in a young man's boots
With a young man's heart
And a young man's roots
But now I stand where a young man stood before
I don't run like I used to
This old man don't run no more
You used to talk
And I used to nod
I don't listen
But I hear a lot
Don't believe for a second
That my key won't fit your door
I don't wantcha like I used to
This old man wants you more
Hey hidee ho
I used to go where the devil wouldn't go
Where the river run still
and the water don't flow
Heaven couldn't stop me then
Hey
Hidee hi
Good lord willin
And the creek don't rise
And life goes by
like the fireflies
Where the devil sits with a grin
I used to sing with a young man's voice
A young man's heart
and a young man's choice
Hope my song is what you're longing for
I don't sing like I used to
Sometimes less is more
Hey hidee ho
I used to go where the devil wouldn't go
Where the river run still
and the water don't flow
Heaven couldn't stop me then
Hey
Hidee hi
Good lord willin
And the creek don't rise
And life goes by
like the fireflies
Where the devil sits with a grin
Well this crazy life is all we got
Like a shoestring tied in a beggar's knot
In the end that's what this story shows
I don't love you like I used to
This old man loves you more
I don't love ya like a used to
This old man loves you more
& underpaid......
This ol' highway's getting longer
Seems there ain't no end in sight
To sleep would be best, but I just can't afford to rest
I've got to ride in Denver tomorrow night
I called the house but no one answered
For the last two weeks no one's been home
I guess she's through with me, to tell the truth I just can't see
What's kept the woman holding on this long
And the white line's getting longer and the saddle's getting cold
I'm much too young to feel this damn old
All my cards are on the table with no ace left in the hole
I'm much too young to feel this damn old
The competition's getting younger
Tougher broncs, you know I can't recall
The worn out tape of Chris LeDoux, lonely women and bad booze
Seem to be the only friends I've left at all
And the white line's getting longer and the saddle's getting cold
I'm much too young to feel this damn old
All my cards are on the table with no ace left in the hole
I'm much too young to feel this damn old
Lord, I'm much too young to feel this damn old
& underpaid......
Poruku je izmenio Lilith_021, 17.10.2009 u 23:21 Razlog: spot
& underpaid......
..More Like Her..
Miranda Lambert
She's beautiful in her simple little way
She don't have too much to say when she gets mad
She understands she don't let go of anything
Even when the pain gets really bad
Guess I should've been more like that
You had it all for a pretty little while
And some how you made me smile when I was sad
You took a chance on a bruised and beaten heart
Then you realized you wanted what you had
I guess I should've been more like that
I should have held on to my pride
I should have never let you lie
I guess you got what you deserved
I guess I should've been more like her
Forgiving you, she's stronger than I am
You don't look much like a man from where I'm at
It's plain to see desperation showed it's truth
You love her and she loves you with all she has
I guess I should've been more like that
I should have held on to my pride
I should have never let you lie
I guess you got what you deserved
I guess I should've been more like her
She's beautiful in her simple, little way
asleep at the wheel - smoke!smoke!smoke!
Now I'm a fellow with a heart of gold
And the ways of a gentleman I've been told
Kind-of-a-guy that wouldn't even harm a flea
But if me and a certain character met
The guy that invented that cigarette
I'd murder that son-of-a gun in the first degree
It ain't cuz I don't smoke 'em myself
and i don't reckon that it'll hinder your health
I smoked 'em all my life and I ain't dead yet
But nicotine slaves are all the same
at a pettin' party or a poker game
Everything gotta stop while they have a cigarette
Smoke, smoke, smoke that cigarette
Puff, puff, puff until you smoke yourself to death.
Tell St. Peter at the Golden Gate
That you hate to make him wait,
But you just gotta have another cigarette.
In a game of chance the other night
Old dame fortune was good and right
The kings and queens they kept on comin' around
Aw, I was hittin' em good and bettin' 'em high
But my bluff didn't work on a certain guy
He kept callin' and layin' his money down
See, he'd raise me then I'd raise him
and I'd say to him buddy ya gotta sink or swim
Finally called me but didn't raise the bet!
--Hmmph! I said Aces Full Pal -- I got you!
He said, "I'll pay up in a minute or two
But right now, i just gotta have another cigarette."
Now the other night I had a date
with the cutest little gal in any state
A high-bred, uptown, fancy little dame
She said she loved me and it seemd to me
That things were sorta like they oughtta be
So hand in hand we strolled down lovers lane
She was a long way from a chunk of ice
And our pettin' party was goin' real nice
And I got an idea I might have been there yet
So I give her a kiss and a little squeeze
Then she said, "Ray, Excuse me Please
But I just gotta have a cigarette."
From the New York Times, Oct. 13, 1985:
Country-western songwriter and entertainer Sollie "Tex" Williams, a heavy smoker best known for his tune, "Smoke, Smoke, Smoke That Cigarette," died after a year-long battle with cancer, his daughter said. . . . her father, who was diagnosed a year ago as having cancer, smoked two packs of cigarettes a day, dropping to about a pack a day before he died. "He tried to quit, but he couldn't," she said.
Poruku je izmenio Lilith_021, 20.10.2009 u 00:19 Razlog: spot
& underpaid......
From Trisha Yearwood's album, Heaven, Heartache, and the Power of Love
Cowboys Are My Weakness
Gimme some down home, rugged sweetness
A little bit of outlaw, A little bit of Jesus
Cowboys are my weakness
I love to hear my name inside a southern drawl
A man who takes his time, you know what I mean y'all
& underpaid......
I Reba Mcentire.
YouTube - Kelly Clarkson & Reba - Live!
Inače...moja omiljena country pjesma je
Garth Brooks - If tomorrow never comes
Sometimes late at night
I lie awake and watch her sleeping
She's lost in peaceful dreams
So I turn out the lights and lay there in the dark
And the thought crosses my mind
If I never wake up in the morning
Would she ever doubt the way I feel
About her in my heart
If tomorrow never comes
Will she know how much I loved her
Did I try in every way to show her every day
That she's my only one
if my time on earth were through
She must face this world without me
Is the love I gave her in the past
Gonna be enough to last
If tomorrow never comes
'Cause I've lost loved ones in my life
Who never knew how much I loved them
Now I live with the regret
That my true feelings for them never were revealed
So I made a promise to myself
To say each day how much she means to me
And avoid that circumstance
Where there's no second chance to tell her how I feel
So tell that someone that you love
Just what you're thinking of
If tomorrow never comes
Veliki kantri fan
Poruku je izmenio Lilith_021, 26.10.2009 u 18:13 Razlog: spot
Pa čemu onda osmeh što sam ja ničija
kad je to, zapravo, najgore što može da ti se desi?
bluegrass....
podvrsta kantrija... vuche korene iz irske, zapadno africhke, shkotske, velshke i engleske narodne/tradicionalne muzike. bluegrass je inspirisan posebno muzikom irsko-shkotskih imigranata iz appalachia, i muzikom crnaca, dzezom i bluzom....
The Best Of Bluegrass - Roll in My Sweet Baby's Arms
Poruku je izmenio Lilith_021, 31.10.2009 u 02:07 Razlog: spot
& underpaid......
Will the Circle Be Unbroken
Johnny Cash & Nitty Gritty Dirt Band & Friends
I was standing by my window,
On one cold and cloudy day
When I saw that hearse come rolling
For to carry my mother away
Will the circle be unbroken
By and by, lord, by and by
There's a better home a-waiting
In the sky, lord, in the sky
I said to that undertaker
Undertaker please drive slow
For this lady you are carrying
Lord, I hate to see here go
Will the circle be unbroken
By and by, lord, by and by
There's a better home a-waiting
In the sky, lord, in the sky
Oh, I followed close behind her
Tried to hold up and be brave
But I could not hide my sorrow
When they laid her in the grave
Will the circle be unbroken
By and by, lord, by and by
There's a better home a-waiting
In the sky, lord, in the sky
I went back home, my home was lonesome
Missed my mother, she was gone
All of my brothers, sisters crying
What a home so sad and lone
Will the circle be unbroken
By and by, lord, by and by
There's a better home a-waiting
In the sky, lord, in the sky
We sang the songs of childhood
Hymns of faith that made us strong
Ones that mother maybelle taught us
Hear the angels sing along
Poruku je izmenio Lilith_021, 31.10.2009 u 02:09 Razlog: spot
& underpaid......
John Denver
" Whispering Jesse "
I often have wandered in deep contemplation,
It seems that the mind runs wild when you're all alone.
The way that it could be, the ways that it should be.
Things I'd do differently if I could do them again.
I've always loved spring time, the passing of winter.
The green of the new leaves and life going on.
The promise of morning, The long days of summer,
warm nights of loving her beneath the bright stars.
I'm just an old cowboy from high Colorado, too old to ride anymore, too blind to see.
I sleep in the city now, away from my mountains, away from the cabin we always called home.
I dreamed I left there on an old palomino. Whispering Jesse rode right by my side.
I long to hold her, to hear her soft breathing, the touch of her cool hand on my fevered brow.
Whispering Jesse still rides in the mountains, still sings in the canyons, still lives in my heart.