Lyrical Response

[WhoTom]

The wind in the willow's playin' "Tea For Two"
The sky was yellow and the sun was blue
Strangers stoppin' strangers just to shake their hand
Everybody's playing in the heart of gold band, heart of gold band

 

[The Real Buffalo Joe]

And the wind screams Mary
Will the wind ever remember?
The names it has blown in the past
And with its crutch, its old age and its wisdom
It whispers "no, this will be the last"
And the wind cries Mary

[Gray Beard]

Try to remember the kind of September
When life was slow and oh so mellow.
Try to remember the kind of September
When grass was green and grain was yellow.
Try to remember the kind of September
When you were a tender and callow fellow.
Try to remember and if you remember
then follow

[Bill from NYC]

Well the first days are the hardest days, don't you worry any more
'Cause when life looks like easy street, there is danger at your door
Think this through with me, let me know your mind
Woah-oh, what I want to know, is are you kind?

[SinceThe70s]

What do you mean, "I ain't kind"?
I'm just not your kind.

[ICanSleepWhenI'mDead]

Hold the door say please say thank you
Don't steal don't cheat and don't lie
I know you got mountains to climb but
Always stay humble and kind

[SinceThe70s]

Teach your children well

[PastaJoe]

Open up the window
Let some air into this room
I think I'm almost choking from
The smell of stale perfume
And that cigarette you're smoking
'Bout to scare me half to death
Open up the window sucka
Let me catch my breath

 

Mama told me not to come
Mama told me not to come
That ain't the way to have fun, son
That ain't the way to have fun, son

[The Real Buffalo Joe]

She came in through the bathroom window
Protected by a silver spoon
But now she sucks her thumb and wanders
By the banks of her own lagoon

Didn't anybody tell her?
Didn't anybody see?
Sunday's on the phone to Monday
Tuesday's on the phone to me

[Figster]

And the battle's just begun
There's many lost, but tell me who has won?
The trench is dug within our hearts
And mothers, children, brothers, sisters torn apart

Sunday, bloody Sunday
Sunday, bloody Sunday
 

[SinceThe70s]

Sabbath bloody Sabbath
Nothing more to do
Living just for dying
Dying just for you

[WhoTom]

Living is easy with eyes closed
Misunderstanding all you see
It's getting hard to be someone
But it all works out
It doesn't matter much to me

[Bill from NYC]

Every tomorrow looking to borrow, a piece of today.

Run a bit faster, here comes the catcher making his play,

You had better not stay,

You will soon be surrounded.

It doesn't matter,

which of our fantasies stay.

[Gray Beard]

Come Tomorrow, Will I be older?
Come Tomorrow, May be a soldier.
Come Tomorrow, May I be bolder than today?

 

Edited November 1, 2019 by Gray Beard

[Gugny]

I live my life like there's no tomorrow
And all I've got, I had to steal
Least I don't need to beg or borrow
Yes I'm livin' at a pace that kills

[WhoTom]

And all that you give
And all that you deal
And all that you buy
Beg, borrow, or steal
And all you create
And all you destroy
And all that you do
And all that you say

[Gray Beard]

But it don't matter what you feel
You can beg you can borrow or steal
But as long as I'm holding the wheel
I don't want no spitting on the bus

[The Real Buffalo Joe]

Have mercy, been waitin' for the bus all day
Have mercy, been waitin' for the bus all day
I got my brown paper bag and my take-home pay

 

Have mercy, old bus be packed up tight
Have mercy, old bus be packed up tight
Well, I'm glad just to get on and home tonight

 

Right on, that bus done got me back
Right on, that bus done got me back
Well, I'll be ridin' on the bus till I Cadillac

[WhoTom]

Headed out on a Greyhound
Just turned twenty-one
Went to see what could be found
Beneath the Western sun

 

Colorado bluebird sky
You can live a mile high
Colorado bluebird sky

 

[Gray Beard]

When he first came to the mountains his life was away

on the road and hangin' by a song.

But the string's already broken

and he doesn't really care

it keeps changin' fast and it don't last for long.

 

But the Colorado Rocky Mountain high

I've seen it rainin' fire in the sky.

The shadow from the starlight

is softer than a lullaby.

Rocky mountain high in Colorado.