Song Game!! :D

CasperO

Thanks for crediting that to Joplin and not Faith Hill.


"First Cut is The Deepest"
(Cat Stevens/Yusuf Islam)(Rod Stewart)(Cheryl Crow)
Intro: C G
G C G F G
I would have given you all of my heart
C G F G
But theres someone who has torn it apart
C G F G
and shes taken just all that I have
G C G F G
but if you want I'll try and love again
C G F G
babe I'll try to love again but I know
Chorus:
C G F G
The first cut is the deepest cuzz baby I know
C G F G
The first cut is the deepest
C G F G
When it comes to being lucky she's cursed
C G F G
When it comes to loving me shes worse

Verse 2:
yes I want you by my side
just to help me dry the tears that I cry
and I'm sure going to give you a try
cuzz if you want I'll try to love again
baby I'll try to love again but I know
Chorus:
(Solo)
repeat verse 2 then fade.

ZebraHead

"LUCKY" i call you 'cus that's the way you make me feel.
Love in the air and the wind in my hair is makin' me real.
Look out LUCKY there's a mountain in front of you.
And with a little luck we'll see it thru.
What's lucky for me is LUCKY for you.

Lucky For You - Speedwagon

CasperO

Fire On The Mountain
George McCorkle/Marshall Tucker Band
Em C
Took my fam'ly away from my Carolina home
Em C
Had dreams about the West and started to roam
Em C
Six long months on a dust covered trail
Em C
They say heaven's at the end but so far it's been hell

chorus
C G D
And there's fire on the mountain, lightnin' in the air
Am C Em
gold in them hills and it's waitin' for me there

We were diggin' and siftin' from five to five
sellin' everything we found just to stay alive
gold flowed free like the whiskey in the bars
sinnin' was the big thing, lord and Satan was his star

chorus

Dance hall girls were the evenin' treat
Empty cartridges and blood lined the gutters of the street
Men were shot down for the sake of fun
Or just to hear the noise of their forty four guns
chorus

Now my widow she weeps by my grave
Tears flow free for her man she couldn't save
Shot down in cold blood by a gun that carried fame
All for a useless and no good worthless claim

chorus (2x) (end on G instead of Em)

((I'll page through this thread later with the guitar on my knee and play all of these )).

ZebraHead

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 killin’ frost
And the pony she name Wildfire
Busted down his stall
In a blizzard he was lost


(Calling) Wildfire - Michael Murphy

Elokyn

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 killin’ frost
And the pony she name Wildfire
Busted down his stall
In a blizzard he was lost


(Calling) Wildfire - Michael Murphy

Oh , I just DIED in your arms tonight
It must've been something you said
I just died in your arms tonight
Oh I, I just died in your arms tonight
It must've been some kind of kiss
I should have walked away, I should have walked away ~ Cutting Crew

CasperO

THE YEAR THAT CLAYTON DELANEY DIED
Words and Music by Tom T. Hall

C
I remember THE YEAR

G C C7
THAT CLAYTON DELANEY DIED

F
They said for the last two weeks

C
That he suffered and cried

F
It made a big impression on me

C
Although I was a barefoot kid

G
They said he got religion at the end

C
And I'm glad that he did


Clayton was the best guitar picker
In our town
I thought he was a hero
And I used to follow Clayton around
I often wondered why Clayton
Who seemed so good to me
Never took his guitar
And made it down in Tenn-o-see

Well daddy said he drank a lot
But I could never understand
I knew he used to pick up in Ohio
With a five piece band
Clayton used to tell me son
You'd better put that ol' guitar away
There ain't no money in it
It will lead you to an early grave

I guess if I'd admit it
Clayton taught me how to drink booze
I can see him half stoned
A-pickin' out the Lovesick Blues
When Clayton died I made him a promise
I was going to carry on some how
I'd give a hundred dollars
If he could only see me now

I remember THE YEAR
THAT CLAYTON DELANEY DIED
Nobody ever knew it
But I went out in the woods and I cried
While I know there's a lot of big preachers
That know a lot more than I do
It could be that the good Lord
Likes a little pickin' too

Coda:
C
Yeah I remember THE YEAR

G7 C
THAT CLAYTON DELANEY DIED

ZebraHead

Well i used to wake the morning
before the rooster crowed
searchin for soda bottles, to get myself some dough
run em down to the corner
down to the country store
cash em in and give my money to a man named curtis lowe
old Curt was a black man
with white, curly hair
when he had a fifth of wine he did not have a care
he used to own an old dobro
used to play 'coss his knee
I'd give old curt my money and he'd play all day for me

Chorus:
Play me a song Curtis Lowe, hey Curtis Lowe
I got your drinkin money,
tune up your dobro,
people said he was useless, them people all were fools,
'cause Curtis Lowe was the finest PICKER to ever play the blues


Ballad of Curtis Lowe - Skynyrd

Vallandingham

Well I woke up Sunday morning,
With no way to hold my head that didn't hurt.
And the beer I had for breakfast wasn't bad,
So I had one more for dessert.
Then I fumbled through my closet for my clothes,
And found my cleanest dirty shirt.
An' I shaved my face and combed my hair,
An' stumbled down the stairs to meet the day.

I'd smoked my brain the night before,
On cigarettes and songs I'd been pickin'.
But I lit my first and watched a small kid,
Cussin' at a can that he was kicking.
Then I crossed the empty street,
'n caught the Sunday smell of someone fryin' chicken.
And it took me back to somethin',
That I'd lost somehow, somewhere along the way.

On the Sunday morning sidewalk,
Wishing, Lord, that I was stoned.
'Cos there's something in a Sunday,
Makes a body feel alone.
And there's nothin' short of dyin',
Half as lonesome as the sound,
On the sleepin' city sidewalks:
Sunday mornin' comin' down.

In the park I saw a daddy,
With a laughin' little girl who he was swingin'.
And I stopped beside a Sunday school,
And listened to the song they were singin'.
Then I headed back for home,
And somewhere far away a lonely bell was ringin'.
And it echoed through the canyons,
Like the disappearing dreams of yesterday.

On the Sunday morning sidewalk,
Wishing, Lord, that I was stoned.
'Cos there's something in a Sunday,
Makes a body feel alone.
And there's nothin' short of dyin',
Half as lonesome as the sound,
On the sleepin' city sidewalks:
Sunday mornin' comin' down.


Sunday Morning Coming Down by Kris Kristofferson

ZebraHead

I can't believe the news today
Oh, I can't close my eyes and make it go away
How long, how long must we sing this song?
How long, how long?
Tonight, we can be as one tonight

Broken bottles under children's feet
And bodies strewn across the dead end street
But I won't heed the battle call
It puts my back up
Puts my back up against the wall

SUNDAY, bloody SUNDAY
SUNDAY, bloody SUNDAY
SUNDAY, bloody SUNDAY
SUNDAY, bloody SUNDAY


Sunday Bloody Sunday - U2

ZebraHead

Whiskey BOTTLES, and brand new cars
Oak tree you're in my way
There's too much coke and too much smoke
Look what's going on inside you

Ooooh that smell
Can't you smell that smell
Ooooh that smell
The smell of death surrounds you

That Smell - Skynyrd

hooah_mj

Whiskey BOTTLES, and brand new cars
Oak tree you're in my way
There's too much coke and too much smoke
Look what's going on inside you

Ooooh that smell
Can't you smell that smell
Ooooh that smell
The smell of death surrounds you

That Smell - Skynyrd

He put that bottle to his head and pulled the trigger
And finally drank away her memory
Life is short but this time it was bigger
Than the strength he had to get up off his knees
We found him with his face down in the pillow
With a note that said I'll love her till I die
And when we buried him beneath the willow
The angels sang a WHISKEY lullaby
~Brad Paisley, (Featuring Alison Krauss)

ZebraHead

You think you're in love
Like it's a real sure thing
But every time you fall
You get your *kitten* in a sling
You used to be strong
But now it's ooh baby please
'Cause falling in love is so hard on the KNEES

Falling In Love Is Hard On The Knees - Aerosmith

ZebraHead

I'm in LOVE with the girl I'm talking about,
I'm in LOVE with the girl I can't live without.
I'm in LOVE but I feel like I'm wearin' it out,
I'm in LOVE but I must have picked a bad time
To be in LOVE, a bad time to be in LOVE,
A bad time to be in LOVE, A bad time to be in LOVE.


Bad Time - Grand Funk Railroad

snookeroo

And I feel like a bullet in the gun of Robert Ford
I'm low as a paid assassin is
You know I'm cold as a hired sword
I'm so ashamed can't we patch it up
You know I can't think straight no more
You make me feel like a bullet honey in the gun of Robert Ford

I Feel Like A Bullet (In The Gun OF Robert Ford) - Elton John & Bernie Taupin

ZebraHead

I really love you baby
I love what you've got
Let's get together, we can Get hot
No more tomorrow, baby Time is today
Girl, I can make you feel Okay
No place for hidin' baby
No place to run
You pull the trigger of my
Love GUN, love GUN
Love GUN, love GUN
Love GUN, love GUN

Love Gun - KISS

mrsbojangles

The LOVE shack is a little ol' place where we can get together... B52s

hooah_mj

The LOVE shack is a little ol' place where we can get together... B52s

I get weary, oh Lord and so sick of trying
I’m tired of living and ‘fraid of dying
But Ol’ Man River, he just keeps rolling a
Ol’ Man River, he just keeps rolling along ~ Oscar Hammerstein II and Jerome Kern (performed by everyone in the wide world!)

ZebraHead

This is a thing I've never known before, it's called easy LIVING.
This is a place I've never seen before, and I've been forgiven.
Easy LIVING, and I've been forgiven,
since you've taken your place in my heart.

Somewhere along the lonely road I had tried to find you.
Day after day on that windy road I had walked behind you.
Easy LIVING, and I've been forgiven,
since you've taken your place in my heart.

Easy Living - Uriah Heep

hooah_mj

This is a thing I've never known before, it's called easy LIVING.
This is a place I've never seen before, and I've been forgiven.
Easy LIVING, and I've been forgiven,
since you've taken your place in my heart.

Somewhere along the lonely road I had tried to find you.
Day after day on that windy road I had walked behind you.
Easy LIVING, and I've been forgiven,
since you've taken your place in my heart.

Easy Living - Uriah Heep

I was raised off of old Route 3
Out past where the blacktop ends . . . .
That's where I first saw Mary
On that roadside pickin' blackberries
That summer I turned a corner in my soul
Down that red dirt ROAD. ~Brooks and Dunn: "Red Dirt Road"

ZebraHead

was driving down the highway, on a dark and stormy night

A little girl by the roadside showed up in my head lights

I stopped and she got in the car and in a shaky tone

She said my name is MARY, please won't you take me home

...

But thirteen years ago today, in a wreck just down the road

Our darling MARY lost her life, how we miss her so

Thank you for your trouble and the kindness you have shown

You're the 13th one that's been here bringing MARY home

Bringing Mary Home - Country Gentleman (and others)