Dog Day Lyrics
DOG DAY SERENADE
Michael J "Mad Stork"
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Dancing girl with dark brown eyes, first on the ground; then in
the skies, Do you know what you do to me? You make me see. You set
Dancing girl with wispy wings, face of pearl and misty things, Do
you know how you rule my night, and steal my sight, and make me
Then, you just fly away and leave me blue, never to know how much
I really love you. You just only want to play, but I will stay
Dancing girl with walnut hair, gliding down the spiral stair, You
must have heard my lonely prayer, or seen me stare, but you don't
Dancing girl please try to land. Take my outstretched, lonely
hand. I would always be around to pick you up if you fall down.
But, you just fly away and leave me blue, Never to know how much
I really love you. You just only want to play, but I will stay
another day. You just only want to play, but I will stay another
day. You just only want to play, but I will stay and I will pay.
Carina Carina, where were you last night? Carina Carina, where
were you last night? I searched my whole world over but you were
nowhere in sight.
I got a bird that whistles. I got a song to sing. I got a bird
that whistles. I got a song to sing. but, if I don't got my carina
they don't mean a thing.
Carina Carina, where you been so long? Carina Carina, where you
been so long? come home to me Carina I've waited far too long.
Carina Carina, won't you please come home. Carina Carina, won't
you please come home. Come home to me Carina. Carina, please come
THE ROSEBUD EXPRESS
So now you wanna change your mind: you wanna leave it all behind.
Well, of course we'll do it your way, but it takes me more than a
day. We've been through it all before: pieces all over the floor.
You say it just wasn't true and I say for me, or for you? I wish I
was strong like you: one, two, we're all through. You know, I
wouldn't feel quite so bad, if you could take a little time to be
Chorus: You're a real bargain, baby: Just like this
old railroad car. Everything comes so easy; but it only goes so far.
You're a real top shelf item: priced to move, and delight'm. But, be
careful you don't get too easy in the back of some old railroad bar.
'Cause when you wanna turn back, they're gonna tear up the track and
tell you that they're dragging you down to serve wine and beer with
parking in the rear on Main street in some lonely town.
If there was something I could say, or do, to keep you from
saying we're through, You know, I'd try again and I'd fail, and end
up with my soul in jail. So, I sit here in the Rosebud Café, trying
to make it through another day. The breeze from the fan blows so
cold, and I feel like I'm a hundred years old.
You know I miss you, love, when the sun and moon and stars don't
shine above. And it always feels like snow and the flowers don't
seem to grow on their stems just right. And I never seem to know
just where I want to go, or if it's day or night. Sunshine, please,
shine back down on me.
You know I miss you now, when I remember days and remember how
You and me and love, and the skies up above, on the side of a hill;
With nothing to prove, and the earth would move, while time stood
still. Sunshine, please, shine back down on me.
Chorus: Sunshine smile back down on me. Shine in my
face and set me free. Make me feel. Make me real. Ease my mind. Free
my weary soul. Sunshine, please make me whole.
You know I miss you still, when I find myself standing alone on
that hill. Drinking lots of wine and thinking I'm fine, but the
world is cruel; Being really blind, forgetting what is mine and
being such a fool. Sunshine, please, shine back down on me.
Violets bloomed in the woods, Maggie spreading their perfume on
the breeze When I first said I love only you, Maggie And you said
you love only me. Dogwoods blossomed along the lane, Maggie And a
robin sang aloud from a tree When I first said I love only you,
Maggie And you said you love only me. A golden rush of daffodils
blushed, Maggie And danced with the leaves on the trees When I first
said I love only you, Maggie And you said you love only me. The
birds in the trees sang a song, Maggie of happy ever-afters for you
and me When I first said I love only you, Maggie And you said you
love only me. Our dreams, they just never did come true, Maggie And
our hopes, they just never were to be When I first said I love only
you, Maggie And you said you love only me.
PRELUDE TO DANNY BOY
Of all the pain and suffering endured by the Irish people (or any
other people for that matter), when they found themselves besieged
and occupied by brutal forces of oppression, probably nothing
equaled the anguish of having to sacrifice their bright and
beautiful young sons, in the flower of their youth, to the cause of
resistance. In the fall of the year, when the harvest was in, the
chieftains would send their brigades out into the countryside to
gather the new recruits who had come of age to serve in the past
year. This (Danny Boy) is the song of an aging and ailing father to
his most-beloved young son, whose time had come to answer the call
to march through the valley of the shadow of death; though still
more a boy than a man.
Oh Danny boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling From glen to glen,
and down the mountain side The summer's gone, and all the roses
falling It's you, it's you must go and i must abide. But you come
back when summer's in the meadow Or when the valley's hushed and
white with snow And I'll be here in sunshine or in shadow Oh Danny
boy, my Danny boy, I love you so.
If when you come, and all the flowers are dying And i am dead,
and dead I well may be You come and find the place where I am lying
And kneel and say a prayer there for me. And I will hear, though
soft you tread above me And all my sleep will warmer, sweeter be.
And if you bend and tell me that you love me, Then I will sleep in
peace until you come to me.
GUNG HO BRAVOS
To the legion of the lost, to the cohort of the damned, to our
forces under fire overseas, sings the pious politician, clean-cut,
well-heeled and tanned: A drumbeat for the cause, if you please.
Yes, the captain of the cause that now does give us pause, and faith
we went the pace and went it blind, We all cheered and blew our
horns on the day the plan was born, but the captain now seems
something less than kind.
Chorus: We are poor little lambs who have lost our
way. baa! baa! baa! We are little lost sheep who have gone astray.
baa! baa! baa! (We are little lost sheep who've been led astray)
Gung Ho Bravos out on a spree. damned from hear to eternity. Oh, god
have mercy on such as we. baa! baa! baa!
If the homes we seldom write too and the oaths we seldom keep,
and all we hold most distant and most dear, across the snoring
barracks come back to steal our sleep, will you scorn us if we drown
ourselves in beer? When the drunken veteran mutters while he's lying
in the gutter, and the gore of this war is written plain, when the
dead come back to call in the shadows on the wall, will you jail us
if we drug ourselves from pain?
We are done with hope and honor. We are lost to love and truth,
We are dropping down the ladder rung by rung. And the measure of our
torment is the measure of our youth. God help us, for we saw too
much, too young. Our shame is our repentance for the crime that
brings the sentence, Our pride it is to know we have no pride. But,
we'll fly to our last firefight with our barrels blazing high; when
we die, you'll find our dog tags where they lie.
AND GOD CAN ONLY CRY
Evil is the face of hatred. Hatred is the face of rage. Rage is
the face of punishment. Punishment is the face of authority.
Authority is the face of religion. Religion is the face of control.
Control is the face of power. And God can only cry. God can only
cry, can only cry and cry and cry and cry and cry. God can only cry,
only cry and cry and cry.
OL' MAN RIVER
Ol' man river, he must know somethin'. He don't say nothin', but
he must know somethin'. Just keeps rollin', Keeps on a-rollin'
He don't plant potatoes. He don't plant cotton. And we who
plants'm are soon forgotten, While ol' man river, he just keeps
You and me, we sweat an strain, Our bodies all achin' and
a-racked with pain. Haul that load and heave that bale. Get a little
high and you land in jail.
I get weary and sick of tryin' I'm tired of livin' and scared of
dyin'. But ol' man river just keeps rollin' along.
© 2005 - 2007 - Michael J Harding
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