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

Jim hosts Song Lyric Sunday

This week the theme is songs that mention Suit, Pants, Dress, Shirt suggested by Paula of Light Motifs II.  

Wow, I googled songs that have clothing items in the titles and there are so many that I really like. I picked this because it reminds me of my mom. She loved Neil Diamond. My mom passed away back in 1994. Its been a long time and its hard because I don’t remember that much about her. She did love Neil though. Thanks for sharing the memory with me. 🥲

Forever In Blue Jeansby Neil Diamond

https://www.songfacts.com/facts/neil-diamond/forever-in-blue-jeans

Lyrics

“Forever In Blue Jeans”

Money talks
But it don’t sing and dance
And it don’t walk
And long as I can have you
Here with me, I’d much rather be
Forever in blue jeans

Honey’s sweet
But it ain’t nothin’ next to baby’s treat
And if you pardon me
I’d like to say
We’ll do okay
Forever in blue jeans

Maybe tonight
Maybe tonight, by the fire
All alone you and I
Nothing around
But the sound of my heart
And your sighs

Money talks
But it can’t sing and dance
And it can’t walk
And long as I can have you
Here with me, I’d much rather be
Forever in blue jeans, babe

And honey’s sweet
But it ain’t nothin’ next to baby’s treat
And if you pardon me I’d like to say
We’ll do okay
Forever in blue jeans

Maybe tonight
Maybe tonight, by the fire
All alone you and I
Nothing around
But the sound of my heart
And your sighs

Money talks
But it don’t sing and dance
And it don’t walk
And long as I can have you
Here with me
I’d much rather be
Forever in blue jeans

And if you pardon me
I’d like to say
We’ll do okay
Forever in blue jeans, babe
And long as I can have you
Here with me I’d much rather be
Forever in blue jeans, babe

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.

Song Lyric Sunday: The Final Frontier

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This week the theme is songs that feature lyrics about Space, Planets, or Aliens suggested by Di of pensitivity101

This was always a favorite of mine.

“Walking On The Moon”

Giant steps are what you take
Walking on the moon
I hope my legs don’t break
Walking on the moon
We could walk forever
Walking on the moon
We could live together
Walking on, walking on the moon

Walking back from your house
Walking on the moon
Walking back from your house
Walking on the moon
Feet they hardly touch the ground
Walking on the moon
My feet don’t hardly make no sound
Walking on, walking on the moon

Some may say
I’m wishing my days away
No way
And if it’s the price I pay
Some say
Tomorrow’s another day
You stay
I may as well play

Giant steps are what you take
Walking on the moon
I hope my legs don’t break
Walking on the moon
We could walk forever
Walking on the moon
We could be together
Walking on, walking on the moon

Some may say
I’m wishing my days away
No way
And if it’s the price I pay
Some say
Tomorrow’s another day
You stay
I may as well play

Keep it up, keep it up [ad infinitum]

Song Lyric Sunday

Hosted by Jim Adams

This week the theme is songs featured in films that made the charts (please make sure you reference the movie).

This sort of overlaps with EMKingston’s Sunday Ramble but I absolutely love this song…

Maybe because it reminds me of being a kid, maybe its because I love Snoopy….I used to have a Snoopy stuffed animal and multiple outfits to change his clothes. I also had a Viewmaster and Snoopy reels for it.

Song Lyric Sunday

For this week’s Song Lyric Sunday, Jim Adams has given us a theme built around tribute songs written in memory of someone.

I don’t really know music well enough to have a list so I checked out the list here for ideas: https://www.joincake.com/blog/tribute-songs/

I chose this song because it still pulls up memories of all the loss felt after 9/11.

“Where Were You When the World Stopped Turning?” by Alan Jackson

Although there were several songs written after the attacks on September 11, 2001, we thought it would be appropriate to give Alan Jackson’s song a nod. The song won many accolades — probably because its underlying theme is love, not retaliation.

Alan Jackson Lyrics

“Where Were You (When The World Stopped Turning)”

Where were you when the world stopped turning on that September day?
Were you in the yard with your wife and children
Or working on some stage in L.A.?

Did you stand there in shock
At the sight of that black smoke
Risin’ against that blue sky?
Did you shout out in anger
In fear for your neighbor
Or did you just sit down and cry?

Did you weep for the children who lost their dear loved ones
Pray for the ones who don’t know?
Did you rejoice for the people who walked from the rubble
And sob for the ones left below?

Did you burst out with pride
For the red, white and blue
And the heroes who died
Just doin’ what they do?

Did you look up to heaven for some kind of answer
And look at yourself and what really matters?

I’m just a singer of simple songs
I’m not a real political man
I watch CNN
But I’m not sure I can tell you
The difference in Iraq and Iran
But I know Jesus and I talk to God
And I remember this from when I was young
Faith, hope and love are some good things He gave us
And the greatest is love

Where were you when the world stopped turning on that September day?
Teaching a class full of innocent children
Or driving down some cold interstate?

Did you feel guilty
‘Cause you’re a survivor
In a crowded room did you feel alone?
Did you call up your mother
And tell her you loved her?
Did you dust off that Bible at home?

Did you open your eyes, hope it never happened
Close your eyes and not go to sleep?
Did you notice the sunset the first time in ages
Or speak to some stranger on the street?

Did you lay down at night and think of tomorrow
Go out and buy you a gun?
Did you turn off that violent old movie you’re watchin’
And turn on “I Love Lucy” reruns?

Did you go to a church and hold hands with some strangers
Stand in line and give your own blood?
Did you just stay home and cling tight to your family
Thank God you had somebody to love?

I’m just a singer of simple songs
I’m not a real political man
I watch CNN
But I’m not sure I can tell you
The difference in Iraq and Iran
But I know Jesus and I talk to God
And I remember this from when I was young
Faith, hope and love are some good things He gave us
And the greatest is love

I’m just a singer of simple songs
I’m not a real political man
I watch CNN
But I’m not sure I can tell you
The difference in Iraq and Iran
But I know Jesus and I talk to God
And I remember this from when I was young
Faith, hope and love are some good things He gave us
And the greatest is love

And the greatest is love
And the greatest is love

Where were you when the world stopped turning on that September day?

Song Lyric Sunday

This week the theme is songs that are about House, Room, Kitchen, Shower, Attic also suggested by Paula of Light Motifs II. 

I love Jack Johnson’s music. I admit I had to google songs about homes…There are a lot I really like and always have but this is just such a great song, it won for the week!

Jack Johnson Lyrics

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https://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/jackjohnson/home.html

“Home”

I’ve gotta get home
There’s a garden to tend
All the fruit’s on the ground
The birds have all moved back into my attic,
Whistled in static
The young learn to fly
I will patch up the holes once again

Well, I can’t believe that my lime tree is dead
I thought it was sleeping, I guess it got fed up with not being fed
And I would be too, I keep food in my belly
And hope that my time isn’t soon.
Isn’t soon.

And so I try to understand
What I can’t hold in my hand
And whatever I find, I’ll find my way back to you
And if you could try to find it too
‘Cause this place is overgrown, it’s a waxing moon.
Home is wherever we are if there’s love here too

In the back of my house there’s a trail that won’t end
We went walking so far
It grew back again
And now there’s no trail at all
Only grass growing taller
Get out my machete and battle with time once again
But I’m bound to lose ’cause I’ll be damned if time don’t win

I’ve gotta get home
There’s a garden to tend
All the seeds from the fruit buried and began
Their own family trees teach them, thank you and please
They spread their own roots, then watch their young fruit grow again
And this old trail will lead me right back to where it begins

And so I try to understand
What I can’t hold in my hand
And whatever I find I’ll find my way back to you
And if you could try to find it too
‘Cause this place is overgrown, it’s a waxing moon.
Home is wherever we are if there’s love here too

I said,
Home is wherever we are if there’s love here too
Home is wherever we are if there’s love here too

Song Lyric Sunday

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 This week the theme is songs that feature the lyrics of either Birth, Death, or Life. https://jimadamsauthordotcom.wordpress.com/2021/11/13/life-expectancy-at-birth/

The song I chose for this week is a favorite of mine. I used to sing it at karaoke at the Elks Lodge when my dad would bring me for dinner. I usually got a good laugh out of the folks there, as many of them were used to hearing Tony Bennett or Nat King Cole. It was fun. It is more about death than anything except if you pay attention Wanda finally found life! I guess I also loved this song because my mom’s name was Wanda!

Dixie Chicks Lyrics https://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/dixiechicks/goodbyeearl.html

“Goodbye Earl”

Mary Anne and Wanda were the best of friends
All through their high school days
Both members of the 4H Club
Both active in the FFA

After graduation Mary Anne went out
lookin’ for a bright new world
Wanda looked all around this town
and all she found was Earl

Well, it wasn’t two weeks
after she got married that
Wanda started gettin’ abused
She put on dark glasses
and long sleeved blouses
And make-up to cover her bruise

Well, she finally got the nerve to file for divorce
She let the law take it from there
But Earl walked right through that restraining order
And put her in intensive care

Right away Mary Anne flew in from Atlanta
On a red eye midnight flight
She held Wanda’s hand and they worked out a plan
And it didn’t take them long to decide
That Earl had to die

Goodbye, Earl
Those black-eyed peas?
They tasted all right to me, Earl
You’re feeling weak?
Why don’t you lay down and sleep, Earl
Ain’t it dark?
Wrapped up in that tarp, Earl

The cops came by to bring Earl in
They searched the house high and low
Then they tipped their hats
and said “Thank You, ladies, if you hear from him let us know”

Well, the weeks went by and spring turned to summer
And summer faded into fall
And it turns out he was a missing person
who nobody missed at all

So the girls bought some land
and a roadside stand
Out on Highway 109
They sell Tennessee ham
and strawberry jam,
And they don’t lose any sleep at night
‘Cause Earl had to die

Goodbye Earl
We need a break
Let’s go out to the lake, Earl
We’ll pack a lunch
And stuff you in the trunk, Earl
Well, is that all right?
Good! Let’s go for a ride, Earl.
Hey

Well, hey hey hey
Ah, hey hey hey
Well, hey hey hey

Song Lyric Sunday: Reef the Mainsail

Check it out here: https://jimadamsauthordotcom.wordpress.com/2021/10/23/beach-flowers-hot-and-humid/

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