Out in the West Texas town of El Paso,
I fell in love with a Mexican girl.
Night-time would find me in Rosa’s cantina;
Music would play and Felina would whirl.
Marty Robbins, “El Paso.”
South of the border, down Mexico way
That’s where I fell in love when stars above came out to play
And now as I wander, my thoughts ever stray
South of the border, down Mexico way
Gene Autrey, “South of the Border”
It happened in Monterey, a long time ago
I met her in Monterey, in old Mexico
Stars and steel guitars
And luscious lips, as red as wine
Broke somebody’s heart
And I’m afraid that it was mine
Frank Sinatra]
Day of the dead down in Mexico
You ever been on a holiday?
You ever thought that you been here before?
You ever been in a desperate way?
On the beach stands a donkey who is waiting for you
He hee-haws, stamping his hoof
A fine blue day as dreamed by the boys
Nodding up on the roof
The Church, “Day of the Dead”
One fine day, you’ll look at me
And you will know our love was meant to be…
One fine day
You’re gonna want me for your girl…
‘One Fine Day’ by:
The Chiffons
( My post upthread (#199) I forgot to say it was: Guitar Town by:Steve Earle)
I’ve got sunshine on a cloudy day,
When it’s cold outside I’ve got the month of May.
Well I guess you’d say,
What can make me feel this way?
My girl (my girl, my girl)
Talkin’ 'bout my girl (my girl)…
The Temptations, “My Girl.”
Wondering if the leaves will fall in May
Only know if I decide to stay
Dark as the night comes to share
With stars in her hair
And grand majestic flair
Framed, a world passes by
With the sound of a young girl’s sigh
Man carrying a brow
Smoke rises from the crowd
Here for now
The Church, “Transient”
Frank Zappa and the Mothers
Were at the best place around
But some stupid with a flare gun
Burned the place to the ground
Smoke on the water, fire in the sky
Smoke on the water
Deep Purple, “Smoke on the Water”
They ask me how I knew
My true love was true
I of course replied
Something here inside
Cannot be denied
They said someday you’ll find
All who love are blind
When your heart’s on fire
You must realize
Smoke gets in your eyes
Smoke Gets in Your Eyes
The Ink Spots
Now, John at the bar is a friend of mine,
He gets me my drinks for free.
And he’s quick with a joke or to light up your smoke,
But there’s someplace that he’d rather be.
He says, “Bill, I believe this is killing me,”
As the smile ran away from his face.
“Well, I’m sure that I could be a movie star,
If I could get out of this place.”
Billy Joel, “Piano Man.”
The piano has been drinking, my necktie is asleep
And the combo went back to new york, the jukebox has to take a leak
And the carpet needs a haircut, and the spotlight looks like a prison break
And the telephone’s out of cigarettes, and the balcony is on the make
And the piano has been drinking, the piano has been drinking
Tom Waits, “The Piano Has Been Drinking”
Love = Hate
And Death = Fate
An Enemy always = An Adorer
But Priest = Aura
And Life = Time
And Time = Space
And Space = Sublime
And Human = Race
Oh and Woman = Man
And Part = Pan
The Fauna ought to = The Flora
But Priest = Aura
And Beginning = The End
And the End always = The Start
But Straight = Bent
The Mind sometimes = The Heart
And You = Me
The Land = The Sea
Richer = Poorer
And Priest = Aura
The Church, “Aura”
[if this exceeds fair use I understand but I’d hate to leave out a single stanza]
As the blackbird in the spring
'neath the willow tree
sat and piped I heard him sing
praising Aura Lee.
Aura Lee! Aura Lee! Maid of golden hair
sunshine came along with thee
and swallows in the air.
Aura Lee - 19th Century tune
Well, I keep on thinkin’ 'bout you, Sister Golden Hair, surprise,
And I just can’t live without you, can’t you see it in my eyes?
I been one poor correspondent, and I been too, too hard to find,
But it doesn’t mean you ain’t been on my mind.
America, “Sister Golden Hair.”
When I woke up this morning,
You were on my mind,
And you were on my mind.
I got troubles, whoa-oh;
I got worries, whoa-oh;
I got wounds to bind.
We Five, “You Were On My Mind”
-“BB”-
Morning has broken, like the first morning,
Blackbird has spoken like the first bird.
Praise for the singing,
Praise for the morning,
Praise for them springing fresh from the world.
[I see Cat Stevens up there I believe]
Dawn is a feeling
A beautiful ceiling
The smell of grass
Just makes you pass
Into a dream
You’re here today
No future fears
This day will last
A thousand years
If you want it to
Moody Blues, “Dawn is a Feeling”
[quote=“John_DiFool, post:217, topic:912254”]
[I see Cat Stevens up there I believe] [/quote]
Or Yusuf Islam, as I believe he is known nowadays.
in play:
Don’t let me hear you say life’s taking you nowhere,
Angel.
Come get up, my baby.
Run for the shadows, run for the shadows.
Run for the shadows in these golden years.
I’ll stick with you, baby, for a thousand years,
Nothing’s gonna touch you in these golden years.
David Bowie, “Golden Years”
-“BB”-
Woman of a thousand years
He waits to see you
You may be seen up in the sky
And from the land
Or floating by, a fisherman’s day
Flying down from a high
She is gone, and then appears
From the water’s edge
Fleetwood Mac - “Woman of 1000 Years”
Suzanne takes you down to her place near the river
You can hear the boats go by, you can spend the night forever
Suzanne - Leonard Cohen