Numismatic song lyrics thread
lordmarcovan
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Posted over on the Liteside.
I made a special dedication to my Darkside brethren. See who can figure it out. It's pretty easy, actually. (Dead Kings are not allowed to guess).
I made a special dedication to my Darkside brethren. See who can figure it out. It's pretty easy, actually. (Dead Kings are not allowed to guess).
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Keep up the good work-your gentle humor (and numismatic acumen) is much appreciated by all who participate on these forums.
is that you end up being governed by inferiors. – Plato
and the lighted chandelier
stands a rusty old retainer
whose old eyes are filled with tears
for his master, Good Sir Galant,
who is now off to the wars
And although his eyes are crying
we know grief is not the cause
And if grief is not the reason
he must be of sterner stuff
and his sword though old and rusty
must be blunt as sharp enough
In the wee small hours of sixpence
and the broken window pane
stand the remnants of the evening
who are waiting all in vain
for the crowing of the cºckerel
showing morning is not night
But the air is filled with silence
and the daylight is not bright
But still darkness is no reason
We are men of sterner stuff
and our swords though old and rusty
still are blunt as sharp enough.
In the wee small hours of sixpence
and the hat-stand in the hall
waiting only for the morning
shadows flitting 'cross the wall
And perhaps that old retainer
Whom now giving of his all
may have once been just as we are
and now has no face at all.
But still grief was not the reason
he was made of sterner stuff
and his sword though old and rusty
still was blunt as sharp enough.
I'm sitting in the kitchen wondering where the money's spent (on coins)
A whole lot of people treating me unkind
I seem to have the blues most all the time
I'm lying in my bed hatching million-dollar schemes
The cops are using radar trying to intercept my dreams
A whole lot of people treating me unkind
I seem to have the blues most all the time
I went to get a job 'cos I badly needed the pay
I got a warm reception: they said 'Bum! Go away!'
A whole lot of people treating me unkind
I seem to have the blues most all the time
Well I owed a lot of money; I was weak and easily led
I tried to rob a bank: the cashier shot me dead
A whole lot of people treating me unkind
But it don't matter now, 'cos I got peace of mind
Nothing matters now 'cos I got peace of mind.
(Procol Harum, obscure track, but a favorite of mine)
from the Katy Lied Album
(curious note: the album cover features a picture of a katydid)
obscure/not so obscure symbolism (Katy lied, Katy did)
Katy tried
I was halfway crucified
I was on the other side
Of no tomorrow
You walked in
And my life began again
Just when I'd spent the last piastre
I could borrow
All night long
We would sing that stupid song
And every word we sang
I knew was true
Are you with me Doctor Wu
Are you really just a shadow
Of the man that I once knew
Are you crazy are you high
Or just an ordinary guy
Have you done all you can do
Are you with me Doctor
Don't seem right
I've been strung out here all night
I've been waiting for the taste
You said you'd bring to me
Biscayne Bay
Where the Cuban gentlemen sleep all day
I went searching for the song
You used to sing to me
Katy lies
You could see it in her eyes
But imagine my surprise
When I saw you
Are you with me Doctor Wu
Are you really just a shadow
Of the man that I once knew
She is lovely yes she's sly
And you're an ordinary guy
Has she finally got to you
Can you hear me Doctor
Well, I’ve got to run to keep from hiding,
And I’m bound to keep on riding.
And I’ve got one more silver dollar,
But I’m not gonna let them catch me, no,
Not gonna let ’em catch the midnight rider.
And I don’t own the clothes I’m wearing,
And the road goes on forever,
And I’ve got one more silver dollar,
But I’m not gonna let them catch me, no
Not gonna let ’em catch the midnight rider.
And I’ve gone by the point of caring,
Some old bed I’ll soon be sharing,
And I’ve got one more silver dollar,
But I’m not gonna let ’em catch me, no
Not gonna let them catch the midnight rider.
But I’m not gonna let ’em catch me, no
Not gonna let them catch the midnight rider.
But I’m not gonna let ’em catch me, no
Not gonna let them catch the midnight rider.
On the water down in New Orleans
My baby's the pearl of the quarter
She's a charmer like you never seen
Singing voulez vous
Where the sailor spend his hard-earned pay
Red beans and rice for a quarter
You can see her almost any day
singing voulez vous
And if you hear from my Louise
Won't you tell her I love her so
Please make it clear
When her day is done
She got a place to go
I walked alone down the miracle mile
I met my baby by the shine of the martyr
She stole my heart with her Cajun smile
Singing voulez vous
She loved the million dollar words I say
She loved the candy and the flowers that I bought her
She said she loved me and was on her way
Singing voulez vous
And if you hear from my Louise
Won't you tell her I love her so
Please make it clear
When her day is done
She got a place to go