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I'm an old fart with a few grandkids, married fora long time to the same gal, mixer driver who likes to do music on the side.

Confusion or Fusion

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This is a song I wrote some time ago. I just decided to do this thing solo–this time without drums, bass or anything else. It’s kinda ruff. I ike the melody and the message; it’s for all the free-thinkers out there.

Lyrics appear in the video.

Trust in the Love

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Here is a song and pictures I’ve been working on for a while. All the pictures of flowers and landscape are mine–except two of landscape and me which my wife took, and two of stars in space and two of doves which I pulled from public domain sites. Lyrics will pop up on the screne; there are not many words so I think this will work this time. Hope you enjoy and thanks for listening.

Guns Have Rights (gordsd 1st attempt)

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Here’s what I made up from some earlier suggestions: Rembow had the idea for the song and chords (but I changed the rhythm and style a bit—a lot?) 3jBlank pretty much wrote the lyrics (which I changed a bit). Please don’t excommunicate me for this. I know I have too much time on my hands, so this gave me something to do. Please feel free to degrade me and the stuff I made up as you please; I’m sure I deserve it! Rembow, I did it for you! I hope you either like it or have a good laugh!

[intro]
I went down to the river and there was blood in the water

In the end, the guns gonna win
cuz it aint got, no control

The last two standing, gonna die
By the gun, or a loss of a soul

[chorus]
Tension, hence the gun, hence the gun, hence the gun 2x

I went down to the river and there was blood in the water

The gun got a right, all its own
it never kills, all alone

When a gun holds its trigger, someone will fall
Silence ends, justice calls

[chorus]
[instrumental bridge]

I went down to the river and there was blood in the water

If a gun had rights, I’d never been born
Driven to love, I toot my horn

Invention, igniting
Actions, raising
[chorus]

Thanks for listening!

Only Love will Win a Holy War (Debuntante discussion)

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I thought this song might work for our debutante discussion. Clintsythe did racism; I’m doing war. Anyway, thought I’d throw it out there. Warning: “it’s kinda preachy.”

“Only Love Can Win a Holy War”

You can live so righteously and have a faith so pure.
But if you ain’t got the love, the people will never be cured.
[chorus]

Cause only love, only love can win a holy war.
Only Love, only love can win a holy war.

Everybody wants to prove their right. So much they’ll wage a bloody fight.
But when all the killin’s done, nobody’ll know who really won.

[Chorus]
[Lead Break]
[chorus]

Everybody wants to give advice about what’s right for this land.
But ain’t nobody willin to pay the price and lend the helping hand.

[chorus]
You Might like to read the Bible or you might read the Koran
You might have a really sharp knife or a nuclear weapon.
[chorus]
[outro]

Hey Joe Ya Whore

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This post came out of a discussion between me and Rembow about using covers and changing the lyrics. I got this idea from listening to Patti Smith’s version of “Hey Joe.” She inserts her poetry at the intro and in the middle of the song changing the meaning and making it hers. She did the same thing with “Gloria.” So I did like-wise with “Hey Joe.” The song isn’t really done, I mean I need to work on my vocals and everything else, but this is deffinately where I’m going with it.

Lyrics:

Hey Joe, where ya goin with that gun in your hand?
Hey Joe, where ya goin with that gun in your hand?

I’m goin down to 4th Street, harass some workin girls—there’s legal and illegal.
I’m goin down to 4th Street, harass some workin girls—no permit.

Hey Joe, so now your harassin workin girls down on 4th Street now?
Hey Joe, so now your harassin workin girls down on 4th Street now?

You know I go to work every day and get paid at the end of the month—just do my job.
You know I go to work every day and get paid at the end of the month—just do what I’m told.

[ short Guitar break]

Hey Joe, you know those working girls aint the only whores in this town.
Hey Joe, you know those working girls aint the only whores in this town—Reno town.

You know I don’t get paid to think, just trying to make ends meet.
You know I don’t get paid to think, just trying to make ends meet.

Hey Joe, where ya goin with that gun in your hand?
Hey Joe, where ya goin with that gun in your hand?

Hey Joe, from one whore to another, we gotta take care of each other.
Hey Joe, from one whore to another, we gotta take care of each other.

Laurie’s Country Song

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Lyrics:
I met her a way back in high school
She sat right in front of me and looked so cool
I just had to take a chance on that girl.

Her blue jeans, they fit just right
A little snug, yeh, a little tight
I just had to get that gal in my world

She said she had no one else to date
So, I could pick her up if I wasn’t late
And I knew I was the luckiest young man.

Well, I’ll never ever forget that night
Pull over red shirt and her pants were white, and
We went n saw Sergeant Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band.

Now, she’s still with me here today
Without that girl I would have lost my way
She’s a little older but she still looks so fine

Now, if you want to be as lucky as me
You’ll find a girl as sweet as she
And you’ll think about that girl all the time!

Soul Dove–Give Me Some Love

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She’s beautiful when she don’t try; she’s like a butterfly in the sky.
She’s a rose open to the sun; she’s the greatest lover, the big number one.

She’s my soul dove, give me some love.

She picks me up when I’m down, and she knows how to party when we hit the town.
She’s a shot of whiskey in the night; she’s a pair of blue jeans which fit just right.

She’s my soul dove, give me some love.

She’s a real hard worker; she does her job. She deserves a place at the very top.
Her family always come first. For her love I’ll always thirst!

She’s my soul dove, give me some love.