Song Lyric Sunday: Reef the Mainsail

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I always pick the first song that comes to mind:

[Verse 1]
Well, it’s not far down to paradise
At least it’s not for me
And if the wind is right you can sail away
And find tranquility

Oh, the canvas can do miracles
Just you wait and see
Believe me

[Verse 2]
It’s not far to never never land
No reason to pretend
And if the wind is right you can find the joy
Of innocence again

Oh, the canvas can do miracles
Just you wait and see
Believe me

[Chorus]
Sailing
Takes me away to where I’ve always heard it could be
Just a dream and the wind to carry me
Soon I will be free
[Verse 3]
Fantasy
It gets the best of me
When I’m sailing

All caught up in the reverie
Every word is a symphony
Won’t you believe me?

[Chorus]
Sailing
Takes me away to where I’ve always heard it could be
Just a dream and the wind to carry me
And soon I will be free

[Instrumental Bridge]

[Alt. Verse 1]
Well, it’s not far back to sanity
At least it’s not for me
And if the wind is right you can sail away
And find serenity

Oh, the canvas can do miracles
Just you wait and see
Really, believe me
[Chorus]
Sailing
Takes me away to where I’ve always heard it could be
Just a dream and the wind to carry me
And soon I will be free

Song Lyric Sunday: Let Me Make It to the Telephone

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the theme is Communication, Information, News, Telephone suggested by Di of pensitivity101

This is the first song that came to me this week. Such a great song! Thanks Jim for hosting and Di for the idea!

Operator
Oh, could you help me place this call?
You see the number on the matchbook
Is old and faded

She’s livin’ in L. A
With my best old ex-friend Ray

A guy she said she knew well
And sometimes hated

Isn’t that the way they say it goes?
But let’s forget all that
And give me the number if you can find it
So I can call just to tell ’em
I’m fine and to show I’ve overcome the blow
I’ve learned to take it well
I only wish my words could just convince myself
That it just wasn’t real
But that’s not the way it feels

Operator
Oh. Could you help me place this call?
‘Cause I can’t read the number
That you just gave me

There’s something in my eyes
You know it happens every time
I think about the love
That I thought would save me

Isn’t that the way they say it goes?
But let’s forget all that
And give me the number if you can find it
So I can call just to tell ’em
I’m fine and to show I’ve overcome the blow
I’ve learned to take it well
I only wish my words could just convince myself
That it just wasn’t real
But that’s not the way it feels

No, no, no, no
That’s not the way it feels

Operator
Oh, let’s forget about this call
There’s no one there I really wanted to talk to
Thank you for your time
Oh, you’ve been so much more than kind
You can keep the dime

Isn’t that the way they say it goes?
But let’s forget all that
And give me the number if you can find it
So I can call just to tell ’em
I’m fine and to show I’ve overcome the blow
I’ve learned to take it well
I only wish my words could just convince myself
That it just wasn’t real
But that’s not the way it feels
https://genius.com/Jim-croce-operator-lyrics

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Song Lyric Sunday

Jim has this every week but I don’t often get involved because even though I love music, I don’t really know who sang what and when…but this week was different.

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Back in the day, right out of college, I spent all my time with my closest friends, Scott and Eric. Heather was almost always there and Bill, too. After having dinner and continuing drinks on many-a-night I would somehow find this song and drag everyone into the fun…

Hot, Hot, Hot Lyrics

“Hot Hot Hot”

olay olay olay olay olay olay olay olay

feeling hot hot hot
feeling hot hot hot
feeling hot hot hot
feeling hot hot hot

my mind’s on fire
my soul’s on fire
feeling hot hot hot
party people
all around me
feeling hot hot hot
what to do on a night like this
music sweet I can’t resist
we need a party song
so with a rum bum bum
let me rum bum bum bum

CHORUS olay olay olay olay olay olay olay olay
let me rum bum bum bum
let me rum bum bum bum
feeling hot hot hot
feeling hot hot hot

see people rocking
yeah people jamming
feeling hot hot hot
keep the spirit
come on let’s do it
feeling hot hot hot
hands in the air
celebration time
the music can’t erase you mind
we have this party song
a fundamental jam
so we can rum bum bum bum
yeah we rum bum bum bum

CHORUS

people in the party hot hot hot
people in the party hot hot hot
people in the party hot hot hot
people in the party hot hot hot

Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher

source: https://www.lyricsondemand.com/a/arrowlyrics/hothothotlyrics.html

Song Lyrics Sunday: General Length or Size of Things

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I love music and I know the words to songs that would probably surprise most people who know me but I don’t know singers’ names or groups…well not a lot of them. So I wanted to participate this week and googled words to find a song. This is what I found……

https://www.lyrics.com/lyric/15712045

They say there's a troopship just leaving bombay, bound for old blighty shore
Heavily laden with time expired men, bound for the land they adore.
There's many an airman just finishing his time, there's many a twerp signing on.
You'll get no promotion this side of the ocean, so cheer up my lads, bless 'em all.

Bless em all, bless em all, the long and the short and the tall
Bless all the sergeants and w. o. ones,
Bless all the corp'rals and their blinkin sons,
'Cause we're saying goodbye to them all, as back to their billets they crawl
You'll get no promotion this side of the ocean, so cheer up my lads, bless 'em all

They say if you work hard you'll get better pay
We've heard all that before
Clean up your buttons and polish your boots
Scrub out the barrack room floor
There's many a rookie has taken it in, hook line and sinker an 'all
You'll get no promotion this side of the ocean
So cheer up my lads bless 'em all. 

Bless 'em all, bless 'em all, the long and the short and the tall,
Bless all the sergeants and w. o. ones,
Bless all the corp'rals and their blinkin sons,
'cos we're saying goodbye to them all, as back to their billets they crawl
You'll get no promotion this side of the ocean, so cheer up my lads, bless'em all

Now they say that the sergeant's a very nice chap, oh what a tale to tell.
Ask him for leave on a Saturday night and he'll pay your fare home as well.
There's many an airman has blighted his life through writing rude words on the wall
You'll get no promotion this side of the ocean
So cheer up my lads bless 'em all 

Bless 'em all, bless 'em all, the long and the short and the tall,
Bless all the sergeants and w. o. ones,
Bless all the corp'rals and their blinkin sons,
'Cause we're saying goodbye to them all, as back to their billets they crawl
You'll get no promotion this side of the ocean, so cheer up my lads, bless'em all

Nobody knows what a twerp you have been, so cheer up my lads bless 'em all

Three Line Tales

three line tales 234: a man playing the fiddle on a boat
photo by Calum MacAuley

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Written for Sonya at Only 100 Words: https://only100words.xyz/2020/07/23/three-line-tales-234/

Silent Sounds

He listened intently as the bow ran across the strings of the antique violin, purchased from a yard sale while stopping at a port.
He couldn’t hear a sound from the bow, but in his head he could hear the music clearly, note for note, without a single screech from the instrument.
Perhaps it was all in his head, maybe it was stuck in the violin, but he didn’t care because he heard the music loud and clear.

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