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wildhorses Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Sat Apr-22-06 01:59 AM
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Duke lacrosse players and other fine upstanding men...
Edited on Sat Apr-22-06 02:06 AM by wildhorses
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Jigarotta Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Sat Apr-22-06 02:05 AM
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1. haven't thought of that song for ages. wild horses.
Childhood living is easy to do
The things you wanted I bought them for you
Graceless lady you know who I am
You know I can’t let you slide through my hands
Wild horses couldn’t drag me away
Wild, wild horses, couldn’t drag me away
I watched you suffer a dull aching pain
Now you decided to show me the same
No sweeping exits or offstage lines
Could make me feel bitter or treat you unkind
Wild horses couldn’t drag me away
Wild, wild horses, couldn’t drag me away
I know I dreamed you a sin and a lie
I have my freedom but I don’t have much time
Faith has been broken, tears must be cried
Let’s do some living after we die
Wild horses couldn’t drag me away
Wild, wild horses, we’ll ride them some day
Wild horses couldn’t drag me away
Wild, wild horses, we’ll ride them some day
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wildhorses Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Sat Apr-22-06 02:12 AM
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2. and there is this one:
You're dangerous 'cause you're honest
You're dangerous, you don't know what you want
Well you left my heart empty as a vacant lot
For any spirit to haunt

Hey hey sha la la
Hey hey

You're an accident waiting to happen
You're a piece of glass left in a beach
Well, you tell me things I know you're not supposed to
Then you leave me just out of reach

Hey hey sha la la
Hey hey sha la la

Who's gonna ride your wild horses?
Who's gonna drown in your blue sea?
Who's gonna ride your wild horses?
Who's gonna fall at the foot of thee?

Well you stole it 'cause I needed the cash
And you killed it 'cause I wanted revenge
Well you lied to me 'cause I asked you to
Baby, can we still be friends?

Hey hey sha la la
Hey hey sha la la

Who's gonna ride your wild horses?
Who's gonna drown in your blue sea?
Who's gonna ride your wild horses?
Who's gonna fall at the foot of thee?

Oh, the deeper I spin
Oh, the hunter will sin for your ivory skin
Took a drive in the dirty rain
To a place where the wind calls your name
Under the trees the river laughing at you and me
Hallelujah, heavens white rose
The doors you open
I just can't close

Don't turn around, don't turn around again
Don't turn around, your gypsy heart
Don't turn around, don't turn around again
Don't turn around, and don't look back
Come on now love, don't you look back!

Who's gonna ride your wild horses?
Who's gonna drown in your blue sea?
Who's gonna taste your salt water kisses?
Who's gonna take the place of me?

Who's gonna ride your wild horses?
Who's gonna tame the heart of thee?
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Jigarotta Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Sat Apr-22-06 02:16 AM
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3. U2 is quite okay with me.
you know this one?

"Wildfire"
song written by Larry Cansler and Michael Martin Murphey

She comes down from Yellow Mountain
On a dark, flat land she rides
On a pony she named Wildfire
With a whirlwind by her side
On a cold Nebraska night

Oh, they say she died one winter
When there came a killing frost
And the pony she named Wildfire
Busted down its stall
In a blizzard he was lost

She ran calling Wildfire

By the dark of the moon I planted
But there came an early snow
There's been a hoot-owl howling by my window now
For six nights in a row
She's coming for me, I know
And on Wildfire we're both gonna go

We'll be riding Wildfire

On Wildfire we're gonna ride
Gonna leave sodbustin' behind
Get these hard times right on out of our minds
Riding Wildfire
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wildhorses Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Sat Apr-22-06 02:19 AM
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4. sure do...
Edited on Sat Apr-22-06 02:20 AM by wildhorses
almost went with that as a username
:toast:






a belated welcome to DU
:hi:
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Jigarotta Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Sat Apr-22-06 02:27 AM
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5. thanks for the welcome.
sorry if I hijacked your thread to stallion things.

here's another tho: forgive me.

horse with no name

On the first part of the journey
I was looking at all the life
There were plants and birds and rocks and things
There was sand and hills and rings
The first thing I met was a fly with a buzz
And the sky with no clouds
The heat was hot and the ground was dry
But the air was full of sound

I’ve been through the desert on a horse with no name
It felt good to be out of the rain
In the desert you can remember your name
’cause there ain’t no one for to give you no pain
La, la ...

After two days in the desert sun
My skin began to turn red
After three days in the desert fun
I was looking at a river bed
And the story it told of a river that flowed
Made me sad to think it was dead
You see I’ve been through the desert on a horse with no name
It felt good to be out of the rain
In the desert you can remember your name
’cause there ain’t no one for to give you no pain
La, la ...

After nine days I let the horse run free
’cause the desert had turned to sea
There were plants and birds and rocks and things
There was sand and hills and rings
The ocean is a desert with it’s life underground
And a perfect disguise above
Under the cities lies a heart made of ground
But the humans will give no love
You see I’ve been through the desert on a horse with no name
It felt good to be out of the rain
In the desert you can remember your name
’cause there ain’t no one for to give you no pain
La, la ...
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wildhorses Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Sat Apr-22-06 02:34 AM
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6. America....oh yeah
:patriot:






feel free to stampede my threads anytime...
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Jigarotta Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Sat Apr-22-06 02:46 AM
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7. onto hoarse beautiful.
Just let ourselves get together right now.
Ball and chain!!!
Yeah, I heard that, man. how are you, how, I mean, er, how are you out there ? are you are you ok ? you know that you stand stoned and you got enough water and you got a place to sleep and every
. what does that mean ? huh ? because, you know, because we ought, all of us, you know, I don’t mean to be preachy but we ought to remember that in that case it means promoters, too, that music’
Grooving, man, and music’s not for putting yourself through bad changes. you know, I mean you don’t have to go take anybody’s shit, man, just to like music, you know what I mean ? you don’t. so
So if you’re getting more shit than you deserve, you know what to do about it, man. you know, it’s just music. music’s... music’s supposed to be different than that.


Hey, come on, come on, come on, come on!
Didn’t I make you feel, oh honey, like you were the only man I ever wanted, that I ever needed ?
Oh ho, honey, didn’t I give you nearly everything that I ever had to give ?
Oh, you know I did!
But each time I tell myself that i, I think I’ve had enough,
Well, I’m gonna show you, baby, that a woman can be tough.
I want you to come on, come on, come on, come on and take it,
Take another little piece of my heart now, baby!
Break another little bit of my heart now, darling, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Have a, have another little piece of my heart now, daddy daddy daddy,

You know you got it if it makes you feel good,
Yes indeed, whoaa.
You’re out on the streets, you’re looking good,
Honey, deep down inside I know you know it ain’t never been right,
Never, never, never, never, never, never, never, never hear me cry at night, oh!
Each time I tell myself that I can’t stand the pain,
But when you hold me in your arms, I’ll sing it once again.
Say come on, come on, yeah, come on, come on and take it!
Take another little piece of my heart now, baby.
Break another little piece of my heart, darling, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Have another little piece of my heart, baby, baby, baby,
You know you got it, if it makes you feel good.
I want you to feel good now, yeah!!!

Say come on, come on, come on, come on and take it,
Take another little piece of my heart now, baby!
Break another little piece of my heart, darling, yeah yeah yeah yeah.
Have a, have another little piece of my heart, baby, baby, baby.
You know you got it ¡º alright!!!
Say! whoaa, have another little piece of my heart now, daddy,
Break it, break it, break it, I want you to want it, take out the inside of me,
Have another little piece of my heart now, baby, baby, baby.
You know you got it, if it makes you ¡º
I want you to feel good, lord, alright!!!
Yeah!!
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wildhorses Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Sat Apr-22-06 02:50 AM
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8. JJ...
Edited on Sat Apr-22-06 02:52 AM by wildhorses
heard that song on the oldies station earlier tonight...
how about the chestnut mare?
Written by Roger McGuinn and Jacques Levy

Always alone never with a herd
Prettiest mare I've ever seen
You'll have to take my word

I'm gonna' catch that horse if I can
And when I do I'll give her my brand

Well I was up on Stony Ridge after this chestnut mare
I'd been chasin' her for weeks
Oh, I'd catch a glimpse of her every once in a while
Takin' her meal, or bathin
A fine lady

This one day I happened to be real close to her
I saw her standin' over there
So I snuck up to her nice and easy
And I got my rope out
And I flung it in the air

I'm gonna' catch that horse if I can
And when I do I'll give her my brand
And we'll be friends for life
She'll be just like a wife
I'm gonna' catch that horse if I can

Well I got her, and I'm pullin' on her, she's pullin' back
like a mule goin' up a ladder
I take this chance and I jump up on her
Damned if I don't land right on top of her
Well she takes off, runnin' up on to that ridge
Higher than I've ever been before
She's runnin' along just fine, till she stops
Something spooked her
It's a sidewinder, all coiled and ready to strike
She doesn't know what to do for a second
But then she jumps off the edge
Me holding on

Above the clouds
Higher than eagles were gliding
Suspended in the sky

Over the moon
Straight for the sun we were riding
My eyes were filled with light

Behind us black walls
Below us a bottomless canyon
Floating with no sound

Gulls far below
Seemed to be suddenly rising
Exploding all around

I'm gonna' catch that horse if I can
And when I do I'll give her my brand
And we'll be friends for life
She'll be just like a wife
I'm gonna' catch that horse if I can

And we were falling down this crevice, about a mile down I'd say!
I look down and I see this red thing below us
Comin' up real fast and it's our reflection in a little pool of water
About six feet wide, and one foot deep
Crawling down right through it
We hit and we splashed it dry
That's when I lost my hold and she got away
But I'm gonna' try to get her again some day


I'm gonna' catch that horse if I can
And when I do I'll give her my brand
And we'll be friends for life
She'll be just like a wife
I'm gonna' catch that horse
I'm gonna' catch that horse
I'm gonna' catch that horse if I can
I'm gonna' catch that horse if I can




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Jigarotta Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Sat Apr-22-06 03:03 AM
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9. Neil Young & Crazy Horse
After The Gold Rush

Well, I dreamed I saw the knights
In armor coming,
Saying something about a queen.
There were peasants singing and
Drummers drumming
And the archer split the tree.

There was a fanfare blowing
To the sun
That was floating on the breeze.
Look at Mother Nature on the run
In the nineteen seventies.
Look at Mother Nature on the run
In the nineteen seventies.

I was lying in a burned out basement
With the full moon in my eyes.
I was hoping for replacement
When the sun burst thru the sky.
There was a band playing in my head
And I felt like getting high.
I was thinking about what a
Friend had said
I was hoping it was a lie.
Thinking about what a
Friend had said
I was hoping it was a lie.

Well, I dreamed I saw the silver
Space ships flying
In the yellow haze of the sun,
There were children crying
And colors flying
All around the chosen ones.
All in a dream, all in a dream
The loading had begun.
They were flying Mother Nature's
Silver seed to a new home in the sun.
Flying Mother Nature's
Silver seed to a new home.

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wildhorses Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Sat Apr-22-06 03:15 AM
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10. good one...and of course this one:
Sam Stone came home,
To his wife and family
After serving in the conflict overseas.
And the time that he served,
Had shattered all his nerves,
And left a little shrapnel in his knee.
But the morphine eased the pain,
And the grass grew round his brain,
And gave him all the confidence he lacked,
With a Purple Heart and a monkey on his back.

There's a hole in daddy's arm where all the money goes,
Jesus Christ died for nothin' I suppose.
Little pitchers have big ears,
Don't stop to count the years,
Sweet songs never last too long on broken radios.
Mmm....

Sam Stone's welcome home
Didn't last too long.
He went to work when he'd spent his last dime
And Sammy took to stealing
When he got that empty feeling
For a hundred dollar habit without overtime.
And the gold rolled through his veins
Like a thousand railroad trains,
And eased his mind in the hours that he chose,
While the kids ran around wearin' other peoples' clothes...

Sam Stone was alone
When he popped his last balloon
Climbing walls while sitting in a chair
Well, he played his last request
While the room smelled just like death
With an overdose hovering in the air
But life had lost its fun
And there was nothing to be done
But trade his house that he bought on the G, I. Bill
For a flag draped casket on a local heroes' hill
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Jigarotta Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Sat Apr-22-06 03:26 AM
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11. aaaaahhhh, this is the Neil song that will always be
remembrance of my daughters rhythmic gymnastics/dance thing and how in love I am with her, forever.

Come a little bit closer
Hear what I have to say
Just like children sleepin’
We could dream this night away.

But there’s a full moon risin’
Let’s go dancin’ in the light
We know where the music’s playin’
Let’s go out and feel the night.

Because I’m still in love with you
I want to see you dance again
Because I’m still in love with you
On this harvest moon.

When we were strangers
I watched you from afar
When we were lovers
I loved you with all my heart.

But now it’s gettin’ late
And the moon is climbin’ high
I want to celebrate
See it shinin’ in your eye.
Because I’m still in love with you
I want to see you dance again
Because I’m still in love with you
On this harvest moon.

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wildhorses Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Sat Apr-22-06 03:33 AM
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12. I can't wait to see his Heart of Gold movie
Edited on Sat Apr-22-06 03:39 AM by wildhorses
that Jonathon Demme made:


About the Film
What would you do if you were faced with a life threatening illness? If you're Neil Young, you call a bunch of your friends, go to Nashville and record the album Prairie Wind. What if you come through okay after all? Well, if you're Neil Young, you call your friends, including director Jonathan Demme, head back to Nashville and give a concert with the songs from Prairie Wind. Mix that with a bunch of interviews and an encore that includes all of your acoustic hits and put it all into a movie called Neil Young: Heart of Gold. Click here to find out more about this amazing film.
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Jigarotta Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Sat Apr-22-06 03:38 AM
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13. Neil is a homey, Winnipeg.
way back in the day.
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wildhorses Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Sat Apr-22-06 03:42 AM
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14. cool...
:hippie:
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