Song Lyric Sunday

This week the theme is Novelty songs, suggested by Di of pensitivity101. Thanks to Jim Adams for hosting this musical challenge each week. To join in today’s challenge, and also see other entries just click this link below: https://jimadamsauthordotcom.wordpress.com/2022/09/10/not-as-important-as-real-music/ 

This is the only song familiar to me in my Google Search:

Lyrics

Well I saw the thing comin’ out of the sky
It had the one long horn, and one big eye
I commenced to shakin’ and I said “Ooh-eee”
It looks like a purple people eater to me

It was a one-eyed, one-horned, flyin’ purple people eater
(One-eyed, one-horned, flyin’ purple people eater)
A one-eyed, one-horned, flyin’ purple people eater
Sure looks strange to me (one eye?)

Well he came down to earth and he laid in the tree
I said Mr. Purple People Eater, don’t eat me
I heard him say in a voice so gruff
“I wouldn’t eat you ’cause you’re so tough”

It was a one-eyed, one-horned, flyin’ purple people eater
One-eyed, one-horned flyin’ purple people eater
One-eyed, one-horned, flyin’ purple people eater
Sure looks strange to me (one horn?)

I said Mr. Purple People Eater, what’s your line?
And he said, “Eatin’ purple people and it sure is fine”
But that’s not the reason that I came to land
“I wanna get a job in a rock and roll band”

Well bless my soul, rock and roll, flyin’ purple people eater
Pigeon-toed, undergrowed, flyin’ purple people eater
(We wear short shorts)
Friendly little people eater
What a sight to see

And then he swung from the tree and he laid on the ground
And he started to rock, really rockin’ around
It was a crazy ditty with a swingin’ tune
“Sing a bop-bop aboopa-lopa, loom bam-boom”

Well bless my soul, rock and roll, flyin’ purple people eater
Pigeon-toed, undergrowed, flyin’ purple people eater
“I like short shorts”
Flyin’ purple people eater
Quite a sight to see (purple people?)

Well he went on his way, and then what do ya know
I saw him last night on a TV show
He was blowing it out, a-really knockin’ em dead
Playin’ rock and roll music through the horn in his head

Source: Musixmatch

Songwriters: Sheb Wooley

Song Lyric Sunday

Jim is the host and Di helps with the themes! https://jimadamsauthordotcom.wordpress.com/2022/09/03/human-speech-2/

This week the theme is songs that include the lyrics Sounds, Talk, Voice, Words suggested by Di of pensitivity101

This song came to my mind immediately! David and I saw him live this past Thursday! Absolutely fantastic concert!

The Sound of Sunshine

One, two, three, uh-huh

I wake up in the morning at six o’clock

They say there may be rain but the sun is hot

I wish I had some time just to kill today

And I wish I had a dime for every bill I’ve got to pay

Some days, you lose, you win

And the water’s as high as the times your in

So I jumped back into where I learned to swim

Tried to keep my head above it the best I can

That’s why…

Here I am

Just waiting for this storm to pass me by

And that’s the sound, of sunshine coming down!

And that’s the sound, of sunshine coming down!

Hey, hey, hey… hey, hey, hey hey, hey, hey, hey

One, two, three, uh-huh

I saw my friend Bobby, he said “What’s up man?

You got a little work or a twenty to lend?”

I opened up my hand, he said “I’m glad to see

They can take away my job but not my friends, you see”

And…

Here I am

Just waiting for this storm to pass me by

And that’s the sound, of sunshine coming down!

And that’s the sound, of sunshine coming down!

Yo, yo, here we go

I wanna go where the summer never ends

With the guitar on the beach there with all my friends

The sun’s so hot and the waves in motion

And everything smells like sun-tan lotion

The ocean, and the girls so sweet

So kick off your shoes and relax your feet

They say that miracles are never ceasin’

And every single song needs a little releasin’

The stereo bumpin’ till the sun goes down

And I only wanna hear that sound!

Here I am

Just waiting for this storm to pass me by

And that’s the sound, of sunshine coming down!

And that’s the sound, of sunshine coming down!

And I say

You’re the one I wanna be with (yo, yo),

When the sun goes down

You’re the one I wanna be with (the one I wanna be with),

When the sun goes down

Singing, you’re the one I wanna be with,

When the sun goes down

You’re the one I wanna be with,

When the sun goes down

Here I am

Just waiting for this storm to pass me by

And that’s the sound, of sunshine coming down!

And that’s the sound, of sunshine coming down!

Hey, hey, hey (when the sun goes down), hey hey hey

Hey hey hey hey

When the sun goes down!

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Thursday Inspiration #173 Don’t Let the Sun Catch You Crying

Jim is the host of Thursday Inspiration: https://jimadamsauthordotcom.wordpress.com/2022/09/01/thursday-inspiration-173-dont-let-the-sun-catch-you-crying/

Respond to this challenge, by either by using the prompt word broken, or going with the above picture, or by means of the song ‘Don’t Let the Sun Catch You Crying’, or by going with another song by Gerry & The Pacemakers, or anything else that you think fits.  

Lyrics

I walk a lonely road
The only one that I have ever known
Don’t know where it goes
But it’s home to me, and I walk alone

I walk this empty street
On the Boulevard of Broken Dreams
Where the city sleeps
And I’m the only one, and I walk alone

I walk alone, I walk alone
I walk alone, I walk a-

My shadow’s the only one that walks beside me
My shallow heart’s the only thing that’s beating
Sometimes, I wish someone out there will find me
‘Til then, I walk alone

Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah
Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah

I’m walking down the line
That divides me somewhere in my mind
On the borderline
Of the edge, and where I walk alone

Read between the lines
What’s fucked up, and everything’s alright
Check my vital signs
To know I’m still alive, and I walk alone

I walk alone, I walk alone
I walk alone, I walk a-

My shadow’s the only one that walks beside me
My shallow heart’s the only thing that’s beating
Sometimes, I wish someone out there will find me
‘Til then, I walk alone

Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah
Ah-ah, ah-ah, I walk alone, I walk a-

I walk this empty street
On the Boulevard of Broken Dreams
Where the city sleeps
And I’m the only one, and I walk a-

My shadow’s the only one that walks beside me
My shallow heart’s the only thing that’s beating
Sometimes, I wish someone out there will find me
‘Til then, I walk alone

Source: Musixmatch

Songwriters: Billie Joe Armstrong / Tre Cool / Mike Dirnt

Boulevard of Broken Dreams lyrics © W.b.m. Music Corp., Green Daze Music

Song Lyric Sunday

Jim is the host of this musical masterpiece! This week the theme is Better with Age: Failed or Overlooked Songs that Eventually Became Fan Favorites. https://jimadamsauthordotcom.wordpress.com/2022/08/27/another-candle-on-your-cake/comment-page-1/#comment-66804

I picked this song because it is one of my favorite movies…I love the dancing!

 “Do You Love Me” – The Contours – Not a classic rock track, you say? Pshaw, we reply. This Motown act had failed to score with their initial singles, when luck intervened. Label founder Berry Gordy Jr. wrote the song and reluctantly gave it to them to record in 1962. The result was a #3 pop and #1 R&B smash. Years later, the song was featured in the 1987 surprise hit film, Dirty Dancing. Though not on the original soundtrack, RCA capitalized on the fever for anything related to the film and issued a companion album, More Dirty Dancing, in 1988. “Do You Love Me” was released as a single and reached #11, thus making The Contours sort of “one-hit-twice wonders.” Bonus points: A cover by British Invasion band the Dave Clark Five scored a #11 hit in 1964.

Song Lyric Sunday

Jim is the host of Song Lyric Sunday! Check it out here and join in

This week the theme is to find songs about Pets, Names, or Memories suggested by Di of pensitivity101.

For this I couldn’t think of anything right away so I google “songs about pets” and found one of my old time favorite songs!

Lyrics

Well, I caught my wife with another man
And it cost me ninety-nine
On a prison farm in Georgia
Close to the Florida line
Well, I’ve been here for two long years
I finally made the warden my friend
And so he sentenced me to a life of ease
Takin’ care of Ol’ Red

Now, Ol’ Red, he’s the damnedest dog
That I’ve ever seen
Got a nose that can smell a two day trail
He’s a four legged trackin’ machine
You can consider yourself mighty lucky
To get past the gators and the quicksand beds
But all these years that I’ve been here
Ain’t nobody got past Red

And the warden sang
Come on somebody, why don’t you run?
Ol’ Red’s itchin’ to have a little fun
Get my lantern, get my gun
Red’ll have you treed ‘fore the mornin’ comes

Well, I paid off the guard and I slipped out a letter
To my cousin up in Tennessee
Oh, and he brought down a blue tick hound
She was pretty as she could be
Well, they penned her up in the swampland
‘Bout a mile just south of the gate
And I’d take Ol’ Red for his evening run
I’d just drop him off and wait

And the warden sang
Come on somebody, why don’t you run?
Ol’ Red’s itchin’ to have a little fun
Get my lantern, get my gun
Red’ll have you treed ‘fore the mornin’ comes

Now, Ol’ Red got real used to seein’
His lady every night
And so I kept him away for three or four days
And waited ’til the time got right
Well, I made my run with the evening sun
And I smiled when I heard ’em turn Red out
‘Cause I was headed north to Tennessee
And Ol’ Red was headed south

And the warden sang
Come on somebody, why don’t you run?
Ol’ Red’s itchin’ to have a little fun
Get my lantern, get my gun
Red’ll have you treed ‘fore the mornin’ comes

Now there’s red haired blue ticks all in the South
Love got me in here and love got me out

Source: LyricFind

Songwriters: Donald Clint Goodman / James E. Bohon / Mark Sherrill

Ol’ Red lyrics © Music Mill Entertainment, Zells Music Company

Song Lyric Sunday

Jim is the host. https://jimadamsauthordotcom.wordpress.com/2022/05/21/where-to-invest/

This week the theme is songs that mention Money, Gold, Silver, Rich suggested by Paula of Light Motifs II. 

I knew immediately what song I wanted to pick! This is an ultimate favorite of mine!

Lyrics

Money
Get away
You get a good job with more pay and you’re okay
Money
It’s a gas
Grab that cash with both hands and make a stash

New car, caviar, four star, daydream
Think I’ll buy me a football team

Money
Get back
I’m alright, Jack, keep your hands off of my stack
Money
It’s a hit
Don’t give me that do goody good bullshit

I’m in the high-fidelity first-class traveling set
And I think I need a Lear jet

Money
It’s a crime
Share it fairly, but don’t take a slice of my pie
Money
So they say
Is the root of all evil today

But if you ask for a rise
It’s no surprise that they’re giving none away
Away, away, away
Away, away, away

I was in the right
Yes, absolutely in the right
I certainly was in the right
Yeah, I was definitely in the right, that geezer was cruisin’ for a bruisin’
Yeah!
Why does anyone do anything?
I don’t know, I was really drunk at the time
Just telling him it was in, he could get it in number two
He was asking why it wasn’t coming up on freight eleven
And after, I was yelling and screaming and telling him why
It wasn’t coming up on freight eleven

Source: Musixmatch

Songwriters: Roger Waters

Money – 1981 Re-recording lyrics © Stone Agate Music, Jobete Music Co Inc, Roger Waters Music Overseas Ltd

Song Lyric Sunday May 8, 2022

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This week the theme is songs that mention Socks, Shoes, Boots.

It took a while and David’s music knowledge to remember what song I was thinking of, but this is one of my favorite songs. It has been redone by so many fantastic artists but this is my favorite version.

Mr. Bojangles

Lyrics

I knew a man “Bojangles”, and he danced for you
In worn out shoes
Silver hair, a ragged shirt and baggy pants
The old soft shoe

He jumped so high
He jumped so high
And then he’d lightly touch down

I met him in a cell in New Orleans, I was
Down and out
He looked to me to be the eyes of age
As the smoke ran out

He talked of life
He talked of life
He laughed, clicked his heels and stepped

He said his name “Bojangles”, and he danced a lick
Across the cell
He grabbed his pants and feathered stance
Oh, he jumped so high
Then he clicked his heels

He let go a laugh
He let go a laugh
Shook back his clothes all around

Mr. Bojangles
Mr. Bojangles
Mr. Bojangles
Dance

He danced for those in minstrel shows and county fairs
Throughout the south
He spoke with tears of fifteen years how his dog and him
Traveled about
The dog up and died, he up and died
After twenty years he still grieves

He said, “I dance now at every chance in honky tonks
For drinks and tips
But most the time I spend behind these county bars
‘Cause I drinks a bit”

He shook his head
And as he shook his head
I heard someone ask him “Please”
Please

Mr. Bojangles
Mr. Bojangles
Mr. Bojangles
Dance

Source: LyricFind

Songwriters: Jerry Jeff Walker

Mr. Bojangles lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc

Song Lyric Sunday

This week the theme is songs that mention Army, Soldier, War suggested by Di of pensitivity101.

Jim is the host of Song Lyric Sunday and you must check this out if you are a music fan. Jim knows a lot about all of the musicians he introduces us to. Check it out here: https://jimadamsauthordotcom.wordpress.com/2022/04/09/war-crimes/

I guess this song isn’t necessarily following the “rules” of todays topic but it came to mind the minute I saw the theme. My experience with children, especially those who have been abused, has me feeling like child abuse is a war that is constantly being fought. So, for today my contribution is from 10,000 Maniacs. This is one of my all time favorite songs. If everyone knew the stories of the kids I alone have worked with you all would have nightmares forever. The stories are true and it is so very sad…

Songwriters: Natalie Merchant / Robert Buck

“What’s The Matter Here?” https://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/10000maniacs/whatsthematterhere.html

That young boy without a name anywhere I’d know his face.
In this city the kid’s my favorite.
I’ve seen him. I see him every day.
Seen him run outside looking for a place to hide from his father,
the kid half naked and said to myself “O, what’s the matter here?”
I’m tired of the excuses everybody uses, he’s their kid I stay out of it,
but who gave you the right to do this?

We live on Morgan Street;
just ten feet between and his mother, I never see her,
but her screams and cussing, I hear them every day.
Threats like: “If you don’t mind I will beat on your behind,”
“Slap you, slap you silly.”
made me say, “O, what’s the matter here?”
I’m tired of the excuses everybody uses, he’s your kid, do as you see fit,
but get this through that I don’t approve of what you did to you own flesh and blood.

“If you don’t sit on this chair straight
I’ll take this belt from around my waist and don’t you think that I won’t use it!”

Answer me and take your time,
what could be the awful crime he could do at such young an age?
If I’m the only witness to your madness offer me some words to balance out what I see and what I hear.
Oh these cold and lowly things that you do I suppose you do because he belongs to you
and instead of love and the feel of warmth you’ve given him these cuts and sores don’t heal with time or with age.

And I want to say “What’s the Matter here?”
But I don’t dare say.

Thursday Inspiration: Cold

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Jim is the host and gave us this picture and the word, cold. Here goes…

Poor, cold cat (Cat in the Hat fan fiction)

And now he was back. The Cat in the Hat
And even though cold, he ne’r worried bought that
He worried ‘bout green cheese and even green eggs
He worried ‘bout spiders and all of their legs
He came well prepared, that Cat in the Hat
He came with some bug spray and his big baseball bat
He told the kids stories that his pop told him
Even ‘bout working, which sometimes were grim
But he smiled and nodded to keep the mood light
Or else these two kids would end up in a fight
Then mom would be mad that the Cat came to call
She’d make him leave quick with his stories and all
She’d make him run far and tell him not to come back
‘Cause common sense manners their mom did not lack
She’d tell him to stay away far from her house
“I’ll call the police! You dirty old louse!”
So the cat kept on walking, even now in the snow
‘Cause home was the only place he knew to go. 

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