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"I'm So Lonesome I Could Cry"

Hear that lonesome whippoorwill
He sounds too blue to fly
The midnight train is whining low
I'm so lonesome I could cry

I've never seen a night so long
When time goes crawling by
The moon just went behind the clouds
To hide its face and cry

Did you ever see a robin weep
When leaves began to die?
Like me, he's lost the will to live
I'm so lonesome I could cry

The silence of a falling star
Lights up a purple sky
And as I wonder where you are
I'm so lonesome I could cry​
 


Do, do do do do, do do!
Do, do do do do, do do!

Make, someone happy
Make just one, someone happy
Make just one heart the heart you sing to!
One smile that cheers you
One face that lights when it nears you
One girl you're everything to!

Fame, if you win it
Comes an' goes in a minute
Where's the 'real-stuff' in life to cling to?
Love, is the answer
Someone to love, is the answer
Once you've found her
Build your world around her!
Make, someone happy
Make just one, someone happy
And you will be happy too!

Fame, if you win it
Comes an' goes in a minute . .

Where's the 'real-stuff' in life to cling to?
Love, is the answer
Someone to love, is the answer
Once you've found her
Build your world around her!
Make, someone happy
Make just one, someone happy
And you will be happy too!

You'll be happy too . .
You'll be happy too . .
Hmmm . .

Do, do do do do, do!
Do, do do do do, do!​
 


It takes an 'opened mind' to truly get this song.
"Roundabout"

I'll be the roundabout
The words will make you out 'n' out
I spend the day your way
Call it morning driving thru the sound and in and out the valley

The music dance and sing
They make the children really ring
I spend the day your way
Call it morning driving thru the sound and in and out the valley

In and around the lake
Mountains come out of the sky and they stand there
One mile over we'll be there and we'll see you
Ten true summers we'll be there and laughing too
Twenty four before my love you'll see I'll be there with you

I will remember you
Your silhouette will charge the view
Of distant atmosphere
Call it morning driving thru the sound and even in the valley

In and around the lake
Mountains come out of the sky and they stand there
One mile over we'll be there and we'll see you
Ten true summers we'll be there and laughing too
Twenty four before my love you'll see I'll be there with you

Along the drifting cloud the eagle searching down on the land
Catching the swirling wind the sailor sees the rim of the land
The eagle's dancing wings create as weather spins out of hand

Go closer hold the land feel partly no more than grains of sand
We stand to lose all time a thousand answers by in our hand
Next to your deeper fears we stand surrounded by million years

I'll be the roundabout
The words will make you out 'n' out
I'll be the roundabout
The words will make you out 'n' out

In and around the lake
Mountains come out of the sky and they stand there
Twenty four before my love and I'll be there

I'll be the roundabout
The words will make you out 'n' out
You spend the day your way
Call it morning driving thru the sound and in and out the valley

In and around the lake
Mountains come out of the sky and they stand there
One mile over we'll be there and we'll see you
Ten true summers we'll be there and laughing too
Twenty four before my love you'll see I'll be there with you
 
"Beer Drinkers And Hell Raisers"

If you see me walkin' down the line
with my fav'rite honky tonk in mind,
well, I'll be here around suppertime
with my can of dinner and a bunch of fine.

Beer drinkers and hell raisers, yeah.
Uh-huh-huh, baby, don't you wanna come with me?

The crowd gets loud when the band gets right,
steel guitar cryin' through the night.
Yeah, try'n to cover up the corner fight
but ev'rything's cool 'cause they's just tight.

Beer drinkers and hell raisers, yeah.
Huh, baby, don't you wanna come with me?
Ah, play it boy.

The joint was jumpin' like a cat on hot tin.
Lord, I thought the floor was gonna give in.
Soundin' a lot like a House Congressional
'cause we're experimental and professional.

Beer drinkers, hell raisers, yeah.
Well, baby, don't you wanna come with me ?
 
Thanks for your additions, Angelo. Been under the weather and haven't been a regular at Karaoke in quite some time. A new prescription for allergies seems to be a little bit better, but it requires drinking a lot of water. Just came back to review something Ringo Starr did to see if I can remember it well enough to go on next time I go back.

Are you into Karaoke? Just wondering.
 
Thanks for your additions, Angelo. Been under the weather and haven't been a regular at Karaoke in quite some time. A new prescription for allergies seems to be a little bit better, but it requires drinking a lot of water. Just came back to review something Ringo Starr did to see if I can remember it well enough to go on next time I go back.

Are you into Karaoke? Just wondering.
It looks like fun but I've never actually participated. But if I did and it would be something like Robin Trower day of the eagle or the doors Don't You Love Her Madly.
 
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"Ripples"

Bluegirls come in every size
Some are wise and some otherwise,
They got pretty blue eyes.
For an hour a man may change
For an hour her face looks strange -
Looks strange, looks strange.

Marching to the promised land
Where the honey flows and takes you by the hand,
Pulls you down on your knees,
While you're down a pool appears.
The face in the water looks up,
And she shakes her head as if to say
That it's the last time you'll look like today.

Sail away, away
Ripples never come back.
Gone to the other side.
Sail away, away.

The face that launched a thousand ships
Is sinking fast, that happens you know,
The water gets below.
Seems not very long ago
Lovelier she was than any that I know.

Angels never know it's time
To close the book and gracefully decline,
The song has found a tale.
My, what a jealous pool is she.
The face in the water looks up
She shakes her head as if to say
That the bluegirls have all gone away.

Sail away, away
Ripples never come back.
They've gone to the other side.
Look into the pool,
Ripples never come back,
Dive to the bottom and go to the top
To see where they have gone
Oh, they've gone to the other side...

Sail away, away
Ripples never come back.
Gone to the other side.
Look into the pool,
The ripples never come back, come back,
Dive to the bottom and go to the top
To see where they have gone
They've gone to the other side
Ripples never come back
Sail away, away...
 


"Walk Away"

Taking my time
Choosin' my line
Tryin' to decide what to do
Looks like my stop
Don't wanna get off
Got myself hung up on you

Seems to me
You don't want to talk about it
Seems to me
You just turn your pretty head and walk away

Places I've known
Things that I'm growin'
Don't taste the same without you
I got myself in
The worst mess I've been
And I find myself startin' ta doubt you

Seems to me
Talk all night, here comes the mornin'
Seems to me
You just forget what we said
And greet the day

Seems to me
You don't wanna talk about it
Seems to me
You just turn your pretty head and walk away

I've got ta cool myself down
Stompin' around
Thinkin' some words I can't name ya
Meet ya half way
Got nothin' to say
Still I don't s'pose I can blame ya

Seems to me
You don't want to talk about it
Seems to me
You just turn your pretty head and walk away

Walk away
 


Let the River Run
Carly Simon

We're coming to the edge
Running on the water
Coming through the fog
Your sons and daughters

Let the river run
Let all the dreamers
Wake the nation
Come, the New Jerusalem

Silver cities rise
The morning lights
The streets that meet them
And sirens call them on
With a song

It's asking for the taking
Trembling, shaking
Oh, my heart is aching
We're coming to the edge
Running on the water
Coming through the fog
Your sons and daughters

We the great and small
Stand on a star
And blaze a trail of desire
Through the dark'ning dawn

It's asking for the taking
2x Come run with me now
The sky is the color of blue
You've never even seen
In the eyes of your lover

Oh, my heart is aching
We're coming to the edge
Running on the water
Coming through the fog
Your sons and daughters

It's asking for the taking
Trembling, shaking
Oh, my heart is aching
We're coming to the edge
Running on the water
Coming through the fog
Your sons and daughters
Let the river run (let the river run)
Let all the dreamers (let all the dreamers)
Wake the nation (wake the nation)
Come, the ^New Jerusalem
 
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Thanks, Angelo.

My Karyoke group meets Tuesdays, and I sang her song, from the James Bond Movie, The Spy Who Loved Me.
In spite of my little asthma problem, they liked it. I have a very high voice, sing with allegro, but can hit base notes too. I like almost all of Carly's amazing songs. The name of the song from last night is "Nobody Does it Better." I was a little rusty, having been down with asthma, and a couple of notes were a little weird, but other than that, when I stayed in the lower octave, it was my best Karyoke ever. And <blush> the guys like to think it's all about them. And some of the ladies look a little peeved, but I got some undeserved accolades, considering it's Carly Simon who did all the hard work of writing, composing, and getting everything just right. We just got similar vocal genes, I guess. :redface:

There's another one tonight at a different location, but I may not be able to come across very well on "Let the River Run," which won an academy award in 1988 for best song, in the hit movie, "Working Girl." I have to get rid of some of this trickling in my chest from the asthma, and the medicine gives a staunch "take care with using machinery, driving, etc." warning. Maybe I'll take a Benadryl instead just one time. It doesn't mess with my driving.
The prescription one doesn't seem to bother me either, but it really gives a warning, so.... *sigh* ...

Angelo, Do you karyoke?
 
Thanks, Angelo.

My Karyoke group meets Tuesdays, and I sang her song, from the James Bond Movie, The Spy Who Loved Me.
In spite of my little asthma problem, they liked it. I have a very high voice, sing with allegro, but can hit base notes too. I like almost all of Carly's amazing songs. The name of the song from last night is "Nobody Does it Better." I was a little rusty, having been down with asthma, and a couple of notes were a little weird, but other than that, when I stayed in the lower octave, it was my best Karyoke ever. And <blush> the guys like to think it's all about them. And some of the ladies look a little peeved, but I got some undeserved accolades, considering it's Carly Simon who did all the hard work of writing, composing, and getting everything just right. We just got similar vocal genes, I guess. :redface:

There's another one tonight at a different location, but I may not be able to come across very well on "Let the River Run," which won an academy award in 1988 for best song, in the hit movie, "Working Girl." I have to get rid of some of this trickling in my chest from the asthma, and the medicine gives a staunch "take care with using machinery, driving, etc." warning. Maybe I'll take a Benadryl instead just one time. It doesn't mess with my driving.
The prescription one doesn't seem to bother me either, but it really gives a warning, so.... *sigh* ...

Angelo, Do you karyoke?
No just play guitar and write some song lyrics and sound effects recordings, etc.
I sing all the time but generally not in public.
 
Thanks, Angelo.

My Karyoke group meets Tuesdays, and I sang her song, from the James Bond Movie, The Spy Who Loved Me.
In spite of my little asthma problem, they liked it. I have a very high voice, sing with allegro, but can hit base notes too. I like almost all of Carly's amazing songs. The name of the song from last night is "Nobody Does it Better." I was a little rusty, having been down with asthma, and a couple of notes were a little weird, but other than that, when I stayed in the lower octave, it was my best Karyoke ever. And <blush> the guys like to think it's all about them. And some of the ladies look a little peeved, but I got some undeserved accolades, considering it's Carly Simon who did all the hard work of writing, composing, and getting everything just right. We just got similar vocal genes, I guess. :redface:

There's another one tonight at a different location, but I may not be able to come across very well on "Let the River Run," which won an academy award in 1988 for best song, in the hit movie, "Working Girl." I have to get rid of some of this trickling in my chest from the asthma, and the medicine gives a staunch "take care with using machinery, driving, etc." warning. Maybe I'll take a Benadryl instead just one time. It doesn't mess with my driving.
The prescription one doesn't seem to bother me either, but it really gives a warning, so.... *sigh* ...

Angelo, Do you karyoke?
No just play guitar and write some song lyrics and sound effects recordings, etc.
I sing all the time but generally not in public.
Hope you write something mellow for the nation, Angelo. With all the fussin' and fightin' going on out there in the silly-season that election years bring, it's already started, and it hasn't gotten here yet.

People need something mellow to listen to that will take their out-of-sorts psyche state back to the real world. I betcha you can do that, unless you already have for centering on what's important in life. :thup: Wish I could listen in on one of your sessions.
 
Monday, Monday--Oh, wait! It's Thursday! :D



Monday, Monday
The Mamas and The Papas
Bah-da bah-da-da-da
Bah-da bah-da-da-da
Bah-da bah-da-da-da
Monday, Monday, so good to me
Monday mornin', it was all I hoped it would be
Oh Monday mornin', Monday mornin' couldn't guarantee
That Monday evenin' you would still be here with me
Monday, Monday, can't trust that day
Monday, Monday, sometimes it just turns out that way
Oh Monday mornin' you gave me no warnin' of what was to be
Oh Monday, Monday, how could you leave and not take me
Every other day, every other day
Every other day of the week is fine, yeah
But whenever Monday comes, but whenever Monday comes
A-you can find me cryin' all of the time
Monday, Monday, so good to me
Monday mornin', it was all I hoped it would be
But Monday mornin', Monday mornin' couldn't guarantee
That Monday evenin' you would still be here with me
Every other day, every other day
Every other day of the week is fine, yeah
But whenever Monday comes, but whenever Monday comes
A-you can find me cryin' all of the time
Monday, Monday, can't trust that day
Monday, Monday, it just turns out that way
Oh Monday, Monday, won't go away
Monday, Monday, it's here to stay
Oh Monday, Monday
Oh Monday, Monday​
 


I Need Somebody Groovy :D (Yeah!)
The Mamas and The Papas

I need somebody groovy
Someone who's able to move me, yeah (yeah)
They gotta move me like they should
And when I find somebody, yeah
I'm gonna treat 'em good

Don't need no imitations
Can't use my imagination, no (yeah, yeah)
They gotta move me like they should
And when I find somebody, yeah
I'm gonna treat 'em good

Oh, please, please believe me
I need someone to relieve me, yeah (yeah, yeah)
They gotta move me like they should
And when I find somebody, yeah
I'm gonna treat 'em good

I need somebody groovy
Someone who really can move me, yeah
They gotta move me like they should
And when I find somebody, yeah
I'm gonna treat 'em good
And when I find somebody, yeah
I'm gonna treat 'em good​
 
I Can't Smile Without You by Barry Manilow



Can't Smile Without You
Barry Manilow
You know I can't smile without you
I can't smile without you
I can't laugh and I can't sing
I'm finding it hard to do anything
You see I feel sad when you're sad
I feel glad when you're glad
If you only knew what I'm going through
I just can't smile without you

You came along just like a song
And brighten my day
Who would have believed that you where part of a dream
Now it all seems light years away

And now you know I can't smile without you
I can't smile without you
I can't laugh and I can't sing
I'm finding it hard to do anything
You see I feel sad when your sad
I feel glad when you're glad
If you only knew what I'm going through
I just can't smile

Now some people say happiness takes so very long to find
Well, I'm finding it hard leaving your love behind me

And you see I can't smile without you
I can't smile without you
I can't laugh and I can't sing
I'm finding it hard to do anything
You see I feel glad when you're glad
I feel sad when you're sad
If you only knew what I'm going through
I just can't smile without you


 
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A Whiter Shade of Pale, by Procol Harum



We skipped the light fandango
Turned cartwheels 'cross the floor
I was feeling kinda seasick
But the crowd called out for more
The room was humming harder
As the ceiling flew away
When we called out for another drink
The waiter brought a tray

And so it was that later
As the miller told his tale
That her face, at first just ghostly
Turned a whiter shade of pale

She said, 'There is no reason'
And the truth is plain to see
But I wandered through my playing cards
And would not let her be
One of sixteen vestal virgins
Who were leaving for the coast
And although my eyes were open
They might have just as well've been closed

And so it was that later
As the miller told his tale
That her face, at first just ghostly
Turned a whiter shade of pale

And so it was that later
As the miller told his tale
That her face, at first just ghostly
Turned a whiter shade of pale
 

Straight Shooter
The Mamas and the Papas



Don't get me mad, don't tell no lie
Don't make me sad, don't pass me by
Baby are you holding, holding anything but me?
Because I'm a real straight shooter
If you know what I mean
You can bring me love, you can hang around
You can bring me up, don't you bring me down
Baby are you holding, holding anything but me?
Because I'm a real straight shooter
If you know what I mean
I've been searching all night
Just to find what I'm looking for
Baby, baby, treat me right
Or I won't come round your door
No more!
You can bring me love, you can hang around
You can bring me up, don't you bring me down
Baby are you holding, holding anything but me?
Because I'm a real straight shooter
If you know what I mean
I've been searching all night
Just to find what I'm looking for
Baby, baby, treat me right
Or I won't come round your door
No more!
Don't get me mad, don't tell no lie
Don't get me sad, just get me high
Baby, what your holding
Half of that belongs to me
Because I'm a real straight shooter
I'm a real straight shooter
(I've been searching all night long)
I'm a real straight shooter (baby)
If you know what I mean
If you know what I mean
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