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Post by iameye on May 16, 2011 7:42:58 GMT -5
 hey Bob, thanks for the crown  Where you been lately?  I am here.  Get the party started You may invite ALL YOUR FRIENDS! |
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Post by ipuffin on May 17, 2011 13:54:37 GMT -5
You know, there's two ol' maids layin' in the bed, One picked herself up an' the other one, she said: "Get your rocks off! Get your rocks off! (Get 'em off!) Get your rocks off! (Get 'em off!) Get your rocks off-a me! (Get 'em off!)" Well, you know, there late one night up on Blueberry Hill, One man turned to the other man and said, with a blood-curdlin' chill, he said: "Get your rocks off! (Get 'em off!) Get your rocks off! (Get 'em off!) Get your rocks off! (Get 'em off!) Get your rocks off-a me! (Get 'em off!)" Well, you know, we was layin' down around Mink Muscle Creek, One man said to the other man, he began to speak, he said: "Get your rocks off! (Get 'em off!) Get your rocks off! (Get 'em off!) Get your rocks off! (Get 'em off!) Get your rocks off-a me! (Get 'em off!)" Well, you know, we was cruisin' down the highway in a Greyhound bus. All kinds-a children in the side road, they was hollerin' at us, sayin': "Get your rocks off! (Get 'em off!) Get your rocks off! (Get 'em off!) Get your rocks off! (Get 'em off!) Get your rocks off-a me!"  the problem is...I only get my rocks off while I'm dreaming! |
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Post by ipuffin on May 18, 2011 9:29:24 GMT -5
People Get Ready/Curtis Mayfield People get ready, there's a train comin' You don't need no baggage, you just get on board All you need is faith to hear the diesels hummin' You don't need no ticket you just thank the lord People get ready, there's a train to Jordan Picking up passengers coast to coast Faith is the key, open the doors and board them There's hope for all among those loved the most There ain't no room for the hopeless sinner whom would hurt all mankind Just to save his own Have pity on those whose chances grow thinner For there is no hiding place against the kingdoms throne People get ready there's a train comin' You don't need no baggage, just get on board All you need is faith to hear the diesels hummin' You don't need no ticket, just thank the lord Nashville Paris Canaan
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Post by iameye on May 18, 2011 9:36:19 GMT -5
No, Puffy. It's not a train wreck. I will provide for you And I'll stand by your side You'll need a good companion for This part of the ride Leave behind your sorrows Let this day be the last Tomorrow there'll be sunshine And all this darkness past |
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Post by ipuffin on May 18, 2011 9:47:54 GMT -5
sorry, never been a big Boss fan  |
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Post by ipuffin on May 19, 2011 7:06:19 GMT -5
so...when all hell breaks loose, where do YOU wanna be?
Cane standin' in the fields gettin' old and red
Lot of misery in Georgetown dreamin' layin' dead
Joshua head of the government he said strike for better pay
Cane cutters are strikin' but Joshua gone away
Joshua gone Barbados staying in a big hotel
People on St Vincent got many sad tales to tell
The sugar mill owner told the strikers I don't need you to cut my cane
Bring me another bunch of fellas your strike be all in vain
Get a bunch of tough fellas bring 'em from Zion Hill
Bring 'em in a bus to Georgetown know somebody could kill
Sunny Child the overseer I swear he's an ignorant man
Walkin' the the canefields pistol in his hand
Joshua gone Barbados just like he don't know
People on the island got no place to go
Police givin' protection new fellas cuttin' the cane
Strikers can't do nothin' strike be all in vain
Sunny Child cussed the strikers wave his pistol round
They're beatin' Sunny with the cutlers beat him to the ground
There's a lot of misery in Georgetown you can hear all the women bawl
Joshua gone Barbados he don't care at all
Cane standin' in the fields gettin' old and red
Sunny Child in the hospital pistol on his bed
I wish I could go to England Trinidad or Curacao
People on the island got no place to go
Joshua gone Barbados stayin' in a big hotel
People on St Vincent got many sad tales to tell
PS
listen to the Basement version.
It's by far superior to any that came before or after
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Post by iameye on May 19, 2011 7:23:34 GMT -5
hoping for a fall of snow Everybody's building the big ships and boats
Some are building monuments, others jotting down notes
Everybody's in despair, every girl and boy
But when Quinn the Eskimo gets here everybody's gonna jump for joy! ;D
Oh come all without, come all within
You'll not see nothing like the mighty Quinn
Come all without, come all within
You'll not see nothing like the mighty Quinn!Quinn is a surname in the English language, that is derived from the Irish language. The name is derived from the Irish Ó Cuinn, ie descendants of Conn. It means wisdom or chief. the big Chief is here, Bob everybody tag along! I wanna go back! |
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Post by B on May 22, 2011 12:37:24 GMT -5
descendants of Conn
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Post by ipuffin on Jun 10, 2011 8:13:35 GMT -5
I traveled all over this world
And now to another i go
An' i know i should find good quarters
To wait an' welcome the Beau.
Welcome Ol' Roisin the Beau
To welcome Ol' Roisin the Beau
I know how good quarters are waitin'
For to welcome Ol' Roisin the Beau.
When i'm dead an' laid out on the counter
A voice you will hear from below
Sayin', "Send out a hogshead of whiskey
To drink with Ol' Roisin the Beau".
To drink with Ol' Roisin the Beau
To drink with Ol' Roisin the Beau
Sayin', "Send out a hogshead of whiskey
To drink with Ol' Roisin the Beau".
Then get you half a dozen smart fellows
Let them all stagger an' go
An' dig a great hole in the meadow
An' in it put Roisin the Beau
An' in it put Roisin the Beau
An' in it put Roisin the Beau
Go dig you a hole in the meadow
An' in it put Roisin the Beau.
An' get you a half dozen barrels
Put water at me head an' me toes
With a diamond ring scratch in upon it
With the name of Ol' Roisin the Beau.
With the name of Ol' Roisin the Beau
With the name of Ol' Roisin the Beau
With a diamond ring scratch in upon it
With the name of Ol' Roisin the Beau.
I hear that old tyrant approachin'
That cruel remorseless foe
An' i lift up me glass in his honor
Take a drink with Ol' Roisin the Beau.
Take a drink with Ol' Roisin the Beau
Take a drink with Ol' Roisin the Beau
An' i lift up my glass in his honor
Take a drink with Ol' Roisin the Beau
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Post by jarvitronics on Jun 10, 2011 8:30:46 GMT -5
Welcome Ol' Roisin the Beau
To welcome Ol' Roisin the Beau
I know how good quarters are waitin'
For to welcome Ol' Roisin the Beau.
;D  -j |
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Post by iameye on Jun 10, 2011 8:47:53 GMT -5
 no
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Post by ipuffin on Jun 10, 2011 9:56:49 GMT -5
no I bloody well hope not.. this here path we are treading
(especially you, eye)
can get dark sometimes
and not everyone who reads this forum has a lamp...anyway,Several political songs were set to the tune of "Old Rosin the Beau", including for Henry Clay and Abraham Lincoln.
It was used in Abraham Lincoln's Campaign Song for 1860. |
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Post by iameye on Jun 10, 2011 21:16:23 GMT -5
no I bloody well hope not.. this here path we are treading
(especially you, eye)
can get dark sometimes
and not everyone who reads this forum has a lamp...anyway,Several political songs were set to the tune of "Old Rosin the Beau", including for Henry Clay and Abraham Lincoln.
It was used in Abraham Lincoln's Campaign Song for 1860. no I bloody well hope not.. this here path we are treading
(especially you, eye)
can get dark sometimes
and not everyone who reads this forum has a lamp...huh? what? My path is totally lit and I assure you, everyone here has a lamp.  ;D |
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Post by jarvitronics on Jun 10, 2011 22:07:42 GMT -5
  Make straight in the desert a highway for our Godand I assure you, everyone here has a lamp.   -j |
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Post by ipuffin on Jun 11, 2011 7:01:20 GMT -5
and I assure you, everyone here has a lamp. -j well, some only have the light-bulb  "Augustine, known as Saint Augustine since the 7th century, was one of the most prolific and influential of the early church fathers. In one his most famous works known as the Confessions (Testimony might be a better translation), Augustine spends about half of book 2 on an introspective analysis of the petty theft of some pears committed when he was an adolescent (Wills, 1999). Despite the fact that Augustine had legitimate access to more and better pears, Augustine and his fellows steal some inferior fruit only to dump it before pigs. In an attempt to analyze this senseless and mean spirited act, Augustine in a psychological analysis concludes that the source of the crime was due to mutual provocation induced by a love of fellowship with his comrades rather than evil for its own sake. He compares his sin to that of Adam, who likewise consumes the apple out of a choice not to disappoint Eve but to court her favor. |
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Post by ekauqodielak on Aug 10, 2019 21:27:45 GMT -5
I'm always a bit hesitant to put much credence in nouveau artsy-fartsy films. |
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;D
