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Bob Maar
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Classic Songs Vintage 1948 Rated G Vaughn Monroe

GHOST RIDERS IN THE SKY

An old cowpoke went ridin' out one dark and windy day.
Upon a ridge he rested as he went along his way.
When all at once a mighty herd of red-eyed cows he saw,
A-plowin' through the ragged sky and up a cloudy draw.

Yippee-yi-ay! Yippee-yi-oh!
Ghost riders in the sky.

Their brands were still on fire and their hooves were made of steel.
Their horns were black and shiny, and their hot breath he could feel.
A bolt of fear shot through him as they thundered through the sky,For he saw the riders comin' hard, and he heard their mournful cry:

Yippee-yi-ay! Yippee-yi-oh!
Ghost riders in the sky.

Their faces gaunt,their eyes were blurred,their shirts all soaked with sweat.
They're riding hard to catch that herd,but they ain't caught 'em yet.
'Cause they've got to ride forever in that range up in the sky
On horses snorting fire. As they ride on, hear them cry:

Yippee-yi-ay! Yippee-yi-oh!
Ghost riders in the sky.

As the riders loped on by him, he heard one call his name.
"If you want to save your soul from Hell, a-riding on our range,
Then, cowboy, change your ways today, or with us you will ride,
Trying to catch the Devil's herd, across these endless skies."

Yippee-yi-ay! Yippee-yi-oh!
Ghost riders in the sky ...
Ghost riders in the sky!

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The 1942 Academy Award for Best Actor went to James Cagney for his portrayal of George M. Cohan in MGM's "Yankee Doodle Dandy"

Geoge M. Cohan received the Congressional Medal of Honor from President Franklin D. Roosevelt for his songs "Over There" and "It's A Grand Old Flag". Roosevelt remarked that Over There was just as powerful a weapon as any gun or bomb that was used in World War I and continues to be a powerful weapon in World war Two.

Rated G [Smile]
Over There....George M. Cohan


Verse One:

Johnny get your gun, get your gun, get your gun
Take it on the run, on the run, on the run,
Hear them calling, you and me
Every son of liberty,
Hurry right away, no delay, go today,
Make your Daddy glad, to have had such a lad,
Tell your sweetheart not to pine
She'll be proud her boys in line

Chorus

Over There, Over There, Over There
Send the word, send the word Over There
That the Yanks are coming, the Yanks are coming,
The drum drum druming everywhere
So Prepare, say a prayer,
Send the word, send the word, to beware,
We'll be over, were coming over,
and we won't come back til it's over, over there

Repeat Chorus

Verse Two:

Johnny get your gun, get you gun, get your gun
Tell it to the Hun, your a son of a gun
Hoist your Flag and let her fly
Yankee Doodle, Do or Die
Pack your little kit, show your grit, do your bit.
Yankees from the ranks to the towns and the tanks
Make your Mother, proud of you and
The old Red, White and Blue

Chorus

Over There, Over There, Over There
Send the word, send the word Over There
That the Yanks are coming, the Yanks are coming,
The drum drum druming everywhere
So Prepare, say a prayer,
Send the word, send the word, to beware,
We'll be over, were coming over,
and we won't come back til it's over, over there

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Rated G [Smile] Ed in Boston [Cool]

Everybody knows about those no good punks that wander the streets.
This song was written by a group of punks from Boston The Dropkick Murphys, I think these no good punks have a better hear than half of Hollywood as to what are troops going through just look at these lyrics.

Far Away Coast

Here in the trenches the fist of the Beast For fear of an atmosphere poisened deceased With a gas mask to keep me-from breathing my death It's American soil I hope for at best. But the duty I serve can't begin to compare To my ancestors battles and wars throught the years, Though the loneliness strikes like an enemy shell I pray for my home but still sit here in hell

chorus: Sail away to a place that's unkown taken away from my friends and my home to a place they call sacred a place I call hell, I long for that corner I once knew so well

Go to the grind it's all that I have Work on and on with nothing to show But a graying face in this dying place Thats a lock in my solitude I think of a place on a faraway coast Where friends are dear and there's reason to toast A cloudy dark images of a Middle East land Comes down and wrecks my hopeful land

chorus: Sail away to a place that's unkown taken away from my friends and my home to a place they call sacred a place I call hell I long for that corner I once knew so well [beer]

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Rated G [Smile]

There are recent rumors that Julie Andrews did a concert for AARP.

Ms.Andrews sang a favorite from the Sound of Music, Favorite Things.There were a few changes to the words, to fit in with the AARP theme.

Here are the new words to this tune:


Maalox and nose drops and needles for knitting,
Walkers and handrails and new dental fittings,
Bundles of magazines tied up in string,
These are a few of my favorite things.

Cadillacs and cataracts and hearing aids and glasses,
Polident and Fixodent and false teeth in glasses,
Pacemakers, golf carts and porches with swings,
These are a few of my favorite things.

When the pipes leak,
When the bones creak,
When the knees go bad,
I simply remember my favorite things,
And then I don't feel so bad.

Hot tea and crumpets, and corn pads for bunions,
No spicy hot food or food cooked with onions,
Bathrobes and heat pads and hot meals they bring,
These are a few of my favorite things.

Back pains, confused brains, and no fear of sinnin,
Thin bones and fractures and hair that is thinin,
And we won't mention our short shrunken frames,
When we remember our favorite things.

When the joints ache, when the hips break,
When the eyes grow dim,
Then I remember the great life I've had,
And then I don't feel so bad.

I hope your life is great and you are doing wonderful things.

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Rated G [Smile] American Folk Song

Red River Valley

Traditional Verses

1.
From this valley they say you are going
We will miss your bright eyes and sweet smile
For they say you are taking the sunshine
That has brighten our pathways awhile

2.
Come and sit by my side if you love me
Do not hasten to bid me adieu
Just remember the Red River Valley
And the one who has loved you so true

3.
I've been thinking a long time, my darling
Of the sweet words I never could say
Now, alas, I may speak or keep silent
It won't keep you from going away

4.
So remember the Red River Valley
Remember the breeze in your hair
How we sat on the banks in the moonlight
How it seemed we would always be here.

American folk song that emanated out of North Dakota's Red River Valley that was considered the birth canal for people working their way to the West and northwest as our country moved in that direction in the 19th Century.

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Rated G [Smile]

God Bless The U.S.A.


If tomorrow all the things were gone
I'd worked for all my life,
And I had to start again
With just my children and my wife,

I'd thank my lucky stars
To be living here today,
'Cause the flag still stands for freedom
And they can't take that away.

I'm proud to be an American
Where at least I know I'm free,
And I won't forget the men who died
Who gave that right to me,

And I gladly stand up next to you
And defend her still today,
'Cause there ain't no doubt I love this land
God Bless the U.S.A.

From the lakes of Minnesota
To the hills of Tennessee,
Across the plains of Texas
From sea to shining sea.

From Detroit down to Houston
And New York to L.A.,
There's pride in every American heart
And it's time we stand and say:

I'm proud to be an American
Where at least I know I'm free,
And I won't forget the men who died
Who gave that right to me,

And I gladly stand up next to you
And defend her still today,
'Cause there ain't no doubt I love this land
God Bless the U.S.A.

~ Lee Greenwood ~

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Rated G [Smile] Song Parody

Ballad of the Bobitt Hillbillies
(Sung to the tune of Beverly Hillbillies.)

Come and listen to my story of a man named John
A poor ex-marine with a little fraction gone.
It seems one night after gettin' with the wife
She lopped off his schlong with the swipe of a knife.
(Penis, that is)
(Clean cut, missed his nuts)

Well, the next thing you know there's a Ginsu by his side
And Lorena's in the car takin' Willie for a ride.
She soon got tired of her purple-headed friend
And tossed him out the window as she rounded a bend.
(Curve, that is)
(Pricker shrubs, wheel hubs)

She went to the cops and confessed the attack
And they called out the hounds just to get his weenie back.
They sniffed and they barked and they pointed "over there"
To John Wayne's Henry that was waving in the air.
(Found, that is)
(By a fence, Evidence)

Now Peter and John couldn't stay apart too long
So a Dick Doc said, "hey, I can fix your dong!"
"A needle and a thread is all you're gonna need,"
And the whole world waited 'til they heard that Johnny peed.
(Whizzed, that is)
(Even seam, straight stream)

Well, he healed and he hardened and he took his case to court
With a cockeyed lawyer since his assets came up short.
They cleared her of assault and acquitted him of rape
And his pecker was the only thing they didn't show on tape.
(Video, that is) Unexposed, case closed) [Big Grin]

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Rated G [Smile]

MY FAVOURITE THINGS??


Rewritten by: Kronos,on of the Four Horsemen of the Apocolypse
Original Song: My Favourite Things

Thorncuts from roses,
And drowned baby kittens,
Scalding from kettles
Or getting quite bitten.
Long-haired Scottishmen
Strangled with string,
These are a few of my favourite things.

Black toasted ponies,
And crisp fried poodle.
Deep wells and death knells
And choking on strudel.
Wild geese that cry
When you tear out their wings,
These are a few of my favourite things.

Girls in white dresses with blue satin sashes,
Are much more fun after seventy lashes,
Recalling the pleasure torturing brings
These are a few of my favourite things.

When the dog bites,
When the bee stings,
This all makes me glad.
I simply remember my favourite things,
And then I feel really bad!

(With apologies to Rogers & Hammerstein)

Kronos says: "Ever since I heard that mad nun (a woman in severe need of a good strangulation if ever I saw one!) wailing away to those dear sweet brats, I knew this was the song for me. I had to
alter it a little,but now it just gives me a warm feeling inside whenever I hear it..."

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Rated R [Smile] A GOVERNMENT GIRL



I thought I'd be a G-girl
and have a little fun
They took my application
and made me GS-1

I wore a naughty little blouse
that you could see right through
My boss took one look at it
and made me GS-2

I started some dictation
with my dress above my knee
When I got through with that letter
I became a GS-3

He gave my thigh a little pinch
as he went out the door
I blinked my big blue eyes at him
and got my GS-4

I felt so good one morning
it was so good to be alive
I did a naughty little rhumba
and got my GS-5

My boss asked me to kiss him
so I showed him some new tricks
He must have liked the lesson
'cause I got my GS-6

We went off for the weekend
to his little seashore heaven
I guess I must have pleased him
'cause I got my GS-7

My work must be improving
I got my GS-8
But I don't know if it's worth it
My God I'm three weeks late! [Big Grin]

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Rated G [Smile] Classic Love Song

I wonder who's kissing her now

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I wonder who's kissing her now

I wonder who's teaching her how

I wonder who's looking into her eyes

Breathing sighs, telling lies

I wonder who's buying the wine

For lips that I use to call mine

I wonder if she ever tells him of me

I wonder who's kissing her now.

Lyrics by: Will M. Hough and Frank R. Adams
Music by Joseph E. Howard andHarold Orlob

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Rated G [Smile]

After The Ball is Over
Words and Music By: Charles K. Harris


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After the ball is over
After the break of dawn
After the dancers leaving
After the stars are gone

Many a heart is aching
If you could read them all
Many the hopes that have vanished
After the ball

Repeat

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Rated G [Smile]

In The Good Old Summertime
Words By: Ben Shields
Music By George Evans

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In the good old summertime
In the good old summertime
Strolling through the shady lanes
With your baby mine

You hold her hand and she hold yours
And that's a very good sign
That she's your tootsie, wootsie
In the good old summertime.

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Somebody Stole My Gal
Words and Music By: Leo Wood


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Somebody stole my gal
Somebody stole my gal
Somebody came and took her away
She didn't even, say she was leavin'
The kisses I loved so
He's getting now I know
and Gee - I know that she
Would come to me
If she could see
Her broken hearted lonesome pal
Somebody stole my gal

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Rated G [Smile]

SHE WENT AND LOST IT AT THE ASTOR


The balmy sunset breeze
Brushed the young girl's innocent face
As she shyly bid her parents fond farewell
Her darling mother's tender voice
Whispered anxious last advice
Of the beastly world outside
To her did tell

But she had to go and lose it at the Astor
She didn't take her mother's good advice
Now there aren't so many girls today who have one
And she'd never let it go for any price
They searched the place from penthouse to the cellar
In every room and underneath each bed
Once they thought they saw it lying on a pillow
But they found it belonged to someone else instead

But she had to go and lose it at the Astor
She didn't know exactly who to blame
And she couldn't say just how or when she lost it
She only knew she had it when she came
They questioned all the bellboys and the porter
The chef appeared to be the guilty guy
And the doorman also acted quite suspicious
But he coyly said, I'm sure it wasn't I

But she had to go and lose it at the Astor
It nearly killed her mother and her dad
Now they felt as bad about the thing as she did
After all it was the only one she had
They just about completed all their searching
When the chauffeur walked up with it in his hand
All they did was stand and gape
There was Millie's sable cape
That's a helluva word for .................. at the Astor

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Rated G [Smile]


This Ragged Flag


I walked through a county courthouse square
On a park bench an old man was sitting there.
I said "Your old courthouse is kinda run down."
He said "Naw, it'll do for our little town."

I said "Your flagpole has leaned a little bit,
And that's a Ragged Old Flag you got hanging on it.
He said, "Have a seat", and I sat down.
"Is this the first time you've been to our little town?"
I said, "I think it is." He said, "I don't like to brag,
But we're kinda proud of that Ragged Old Flag.

You see, we got a little hole in that flag there
When Washington took it across the Delaware.
And it got powder-burned the night Francis Scott Key
Sat watching it writing 'Oh Say Can You See'.

And it got a bad rip in New Orleans
With Packingham and Jackson tuggin' at its seams.
And it almost fell at the Alamo
Beside the Texas flag, but she waved on through.
She got cut with a sword at Chancellorsville
And she got cut again at Shiloh Hill.
There was Robert E. Lee, Beauregard, and Bragg,
And the south wind blew hard on that Ragged Old Flag.

On Flanders Field in World War I
She got a big hole from a Bertha gun.
She turned blood red in World War II
She hung limp and low by the time it was through.

She was in Korea and Vietnam.
She went where she was sent by her Uncle Sam.
She waved from our ships upon the briny foam,
And now they've about quit waving her back here at home.

In her own good land she's been abused ...
She's been burned, dishonored, denied and refused.
And the government for which she stands
Is scandalized throughout the land.

And she's getting thread-bare and wearing thin,
But she's in good shape for the shape she's in.
'Cause she's been through the fire before
And I believe she can take a whole lot more.

So we raise her up every morning,
Take her down every night.
We don't let her touch the ground
And we fold her up right.
On second thought I DO like to brag,
'Cause I'm mighty proud of that Ragged Old Flag.

Written by Johnny Cash

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