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So I could ask them,"What the Hell were you thinking?
A fine mess you put us all into, why couldn't you have
just stuck to the damn Pear tree!" Here's your sign!
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We can't foresee the turning of the tide
When problems beset us and tears are cried.
Sometimes life deals from the bottom of the deck
Filling us with worry and leaving us a wreck.
The enemy seeks to devour and destroy,
Using deceptions to eliminate our joy.
While walking through the valley, our heads hung low,
The mountain top seems so high, our footsteps slow.
How many times have we traveled this road
To battle the frustrations of troubles bestowed?
Yet when we come to our darkest hour
God demonstrates His infinite power.
It doesn't matter how bad things might seem,
He always comes through, our faith to redeem.
God will not fail us in our times of pain.
He'll never forsake us, by our side He'll remain.
So when we find ourselves at a total loss
Or when the valley seems too wide to cross,
Just remember you're in His love and care,
Look over your shoulder, He's always there!
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Tommy Wildcat in Yellow
My Dear Friend and Music Associate, Merrell Fankhauser ;)
Sung By: Emily West
Written By: Annie Tate
~Rocks In Your Shoes~
So you had some bad luck, life sucks
Can’t do nothin’ right
You took some wrong turns,
Got burned way too many times
And so you fall back with all that
hurt that just don’t wanna heal
So then you do the why me,
This can’t be happenin’ again
Hey what’s the deal man
I can’t take much more of this
You put your time in
Payed your dues
Believe me I know how you feel
I guess you gotta make a choice
When it hits the fan
You can get a little down or get a little mad
When there’s stones in the road only one thing to do
You gotta learn to walk with rocks in your shoes
Come on!
I heard some good lies from bad guys
Makin’ me their mark
They did a drive by bang, bang
Big hole in my heart
Needed a crash cart, CPR
Sister I was fadin’ fast
I had a poor me trophy
Kept it on a shelf
Did the too proud,
Too cool to ask for any help
But when I gave in prayin’
I only got what answered back
And he said,
I guess you gotta make a choice
When it hits the fan
You can get a little down or get a little mad
When there’s stones in the road only one thing to do
You gotta learn to walk with rocks in your shoes
Come on!
Bitter’s like a weed
If you let it grow
It’s gonna trip you up, yeah
Somewhere down the road
To get where you’re going
There’s only one thing to do
You gotta learn to walk with rocks in your shoes
You better learn to walk with rocks in your shoes
Come on!
Keep on walkin’ with rocks in your shoes.....
In Loving Memory
I Miss You My Dear Friend
William "Bill" Floyd Strickland Jr.
July 27th 1946 to July 15th 2008
GOD has called you home Bill, you can rest now.
A Hui Ho and Aloha Nui Loa and last but not least
Mahalo Billy for "The Dance"
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ME and MY SISTERFRIEND ANORA ON BILL'S BOAT THE "FORTUNA" AUG. 15TH 2008***********************
Those Were The Days My friend
ALOHA NUI LOA BRUDDAH IZ
IN LOVING MEMORY OF AUNTIE NONA BEAMER
ALOHA 'OE AUNTIE NONA REST IN ETERNAL PEACE
IN LOVING MEMORY OF AUNTIE GENOA KEAWE
Love you Always~ ALOHA Oe~ Auntie G
Unforgettable
Jack Cassidy
~MISS U LEE~
D-TOWN'S KING MR LEE ROGERS RIP MY FRIEND
~MY SISTER~MY FRIEND~MISS U CARDELLA~
Rest easy now Uncle Buck, we miss you!
Miss U Chris
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In Honor of My Dear Friend The Legendary Drummer ED "Cass" CASSIDY and his Legendary Step-son the late GREAT "RANDY CALIFORNIA" and his Unforgettable GREAT Group "Spirit"
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~Randy California~
I GOT A LINE ON YOU
Little 4yr. old Summer was tortured for months and killed Saturday, March 10, 2007 by her MONSTEROUS Father and Step-Mother from Hell! GOD Bless this BEAUTIFUL ANGEL!
(not that anyone got prosecuted- ..and this is my mom speaking- as she has vito power on my page- darn her!... but no one gave a crap about our deaths)
my crib. i have wind chimes, my lil pony's, some cool butterfly's that light up at night & a lil girl thats holds my pennies in a lil dish for me :)
it's not much- but it's "WHAT I GOT" (SUBLIME)
because my state sux for not pressing any charges- the fam couldnt get help from victims assistance to pimp out my crib.
it's iight, no worries. it will happen :)
when i get my headstone- it's gonna be SO leet! the marker will have my poem & picture on it, and will have my myspace URL on it because of all of you- i wont be forgotten <3
IN LOVING MEMORY OF HEIDI AND SADIE TAKEN AWAY BY A DRUNK DRIVER IN AUGUST OF 2006..WHERE IS THE JUSTICE FOR ALL THE VICTIMS OF DRUNK AND/OR HIGH DRIVERS???? PAY A FINE, DO ALITTLE TIME...MAYBE, DO AFEW HOURS OF COMMUNITY SERVICE, YEAH RIGHT, I DON'T THINK SO! SENTENCE THE MONSTERS TO "ON THE SCENE" RECOVERY AND CLEAN UP AT THE SCENE OF A DRUNK DRIVER WHO HAS STOLEN THE LIFE(S) OF INNOCENT OTHERS! THE BABIES, MOTHERS, SISTERS, BROTHERS, FATHERS, SONS, DAUGHTERS, NIECES, AUNTS, UNCLES, NEPHEWS, GRANDPA'S, GRANDMA'S, WIVES, HUSBANDS AND SO ON....LET THAT BE A PART OF THEIR SENTENCE! LET THEM SEE "SOBER" THE AFTERMATH! FOR HEAVENS SAKE PEOPLE! WAKE UP! IF YOU ARE GONNA DRINK, PLEASE DON'T DRIVE!!!!! STOP THE MURDER OF INNOCENT LIVES!!!!! YES, MURDER!! PLAIN AND SIMPLE IT IS MURDER!!!!!THE MAN WHO KILLED HEIDI AND SADIE WAS FOUND NOT GUILTY FOR THE DEATHS OF THE GIRLS :( NOW, WHERE'S THE JUSTICE IN THAT?!!!! AND IT WAS HIS 5TH DUI!!!! THIS SHOULD HAVE NEVER HAPPENED!! HE GOT AWAY WITH MURDER!!!!
SAD BUT SO TRUE
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"No human being should ever have to fear for his own life because of
political or religious beliefs. We are all in this together, my friends, the
rich, the poor, the red, white, black, brown and yellow. We share
responsibility for Mother Earth and those who live and breathe upon her
..never forget that."
~Leonard Peltier~
SET LEONARD PELTIER FREE!
A MAN FALSELY IMPRISONED!
THE ONLY TRUE CRIME COMMITTED WAS BY THE U.S. GOVERNMENT PUTTING AN INNOCENT LAKOTA SOUIX WARRIOR IN PRISON!
~Practice What You Preach or Quit Preaching~
~TRAIL OF TEARS~
By: Billy Ray Cyrus
Too many broken promises
Too many Trail of Tears
Too many times you were left cold
For oh so many years
Too many times you walked away
And was made to feel ashamed
And though you only tried to give
You were often blamed
How can this world be so dark
So unfair and so untrue
How did the cards of life
Fold right on top of you
God in Heaven, hear my prayer
If you are still above
Send the children hopes and dreams
And lots and lots of love
For this I only ask of you
To conquer all their fears
And let them soar like eagles
Across the Trail of Tears
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~LOVE'S THE ONLY HOUSE~
I was standing in the grocery store line
The one they marked express
When this woman came through with about 25 things
And I said "don't you know that more is less"
She said "This world is moving so fast
I just get more behind every day
And every morning when I make my coffee
I can't believe my life's turned out this way"
All I could say was....
Love's the only house big enough for all the pain in the world
Love's the only house big enough for all the pain.
He was walking by the other day and I said
"Hey baby how you been?
Yeah, I got me a little girl now and she's 4 years old and she's got her daddy's little grin
You only wanted what you can't have
And baby you can't have me now
I gave me heart to another
Yeah I'm a mother and he's a father
And we're a family
And we've got each other
And I found out the hard way that..."
Love's the only house big enough for all the pain in the world
Love's the only house big enough for all the pain.
You drive three miles from all this prosperity, down across the river and you see a ghetto there
And we got children walking around with guns
And they got knives and drugs and pain to spare
And here I am in my clean, white shirt
With a little money in my pocket and a nice warm home
And we got teenagers walkin' around in a culture of darkness, livin' together alone
All I can say is....
Love's the only house big enough for all the pain in the world
Love's the only house big enough for all the pain.
And I can't explain it and I can't understand
But I'll come down and get my hands dirty and together we'll make a stand.
Somewhere cross the parking lot some bands playin out of tune
City streets are gonna burn if we don't do somethin soon
And senorita can't quit cryin, baby's due now any day
Don Juan left, got sick of tryin
No one there to show him the way.
She came down to the grocery store
She said "I, I wanna buy a little carton of milk but I don't have any money"
I said "hey I'll cover you honey, cause the pain's gotta go somewhere"
Yeah the pain's gotta go someplace
So come on down to my house
Don't you know that.
Love's the only house big enough for all the pain in the world
Love's the only house big enough for all the pain.
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~I HOPE YOU DANCE~
by: Lee Ann Womack
I hope you never lose your sense of wonder
You get your fill to eat
But always keep that hunger
May you never take one single breath for granted
God forbid love ever leave you empty handed
I hope you still feel small
When you stand by the ocean
Whenever one door closes, I hope one more opens
Promise me you'll give faith a fighting chance
And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance
I hope you dance
I hope you dance
I hope you never fear those mountains in the distance
Never settle for the path of least resistance
Living might mean taking chances
But they're worth taking
Lovin' might be a mistake
But it's worth making
Don't let some hell bent heart
Leave you bitter
When you come close to selling out
Reconsider
Give the heavens above
More than just a passing glance
And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance
I hope you dance
(Time is a real and constant motion always)
I hope you dance
(Rolling us along)
I hope you dance
(Tell me who)
I hope you dance
(Wants to look back on their youth and wonder)
(Where those years have gone)
I hope you still feel small
When you stand by the ocean
Whenever one door closes, I hope one more opens
Promise me you'll give faith a fighting chance
And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance
Dance
I hope you dance
I hope you dance
(Time is a real and constant motion always)
I hope you dance
(Rolling us along)
I hope you dance
(Tell me who)
(Wants to look back on their youth and wonder)
I hope you dance
(Where those years have gone)
(Tell me who)
I hope you dance
(Wants to look back on their youth and wonder)
(Where those years have gone)
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~IF YOU'RE
GOING THOUGH HELL~
By: Rodney
Atkins
Well you know those times
When you feel like there's a sign there on your back
Says I don't mind if ya kick me
Seems like everybody has
Things go from bad to worse
You'd think they can't get worse than that
And then they do
You step off the straight and narrow
And you don't know where you are
Use the needle of your compass
To sew up your broken heart
Ask directions from a genie
In a bottle of Jim Beam
And she lies to you
That's when you learn the truth
If you're going through hell
Keep on going, don't slow down
If you're scared, don't show it
You might get out
Before the devil even knows you're there
Well I been deep down in that darkness
I been down to my last match
Felt a hundred different demons
Breathing fire down my back
And I knew that if I stumbled
I'd fall right into the trap that they were laying, yeah
But the good news
Is there's angels everywhere out on the street
Holding out a hand to pull you back up on your feet
The one's that you've been dragginig for so long
You're on your knees
You maight as well be praying
Guess what I'm saying
If your going through hell
Keep on going, don't slow down
If you're scared don't show it
You might get out
Before the devil even knows you're there
Yeah, If you're going through hell
Keep on moving, face that fire
Walk right through it
You might get out
Before the devil even knows you're there
If you're going through hell
Keep on going, don't slow down
If you're scared don't show it
You might get out
Before the devil even knows you're there
Yeah, If you're going through hell
Keep on moving, face that fire
Walk right through it
You might get out
Before the devil even knows you're there
Yeah, you might get out
Before the devil even knows you're there.
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~LIFE'S A DANCE~
By: John
Michael Montgomery
When I was fourteen I was falling fast
For a blue eyed girl in my homeroom class
Trying to find the courage to ask her out
Was like trying to get oil from a waterspout
What she would have said I can't say
I never did ask and she moved away
But I learned something from my blue eyed girl
Sink or swim you gotta give it a whirl
Life's a dance you learn as you go
Sometimes you lead, sometimes you follow
Don't worry about what you don't know
Life's a dance you learn as you go
The longer I live the more I believe
You do have to give if you wanna recieve
There's a time to listen, a time to talk
And you might have to crawl even after you walk
Had sure things blow up in my face
Seen the longshot, win the race
Been knocked down by the slamming door
Picked myself up and came back for more
Life's a dance you learn as you go
Sometimes you lead, sometimes you follow
Don't worry about what you don't know
Life's a dance you learn as you go
Life's a dance you learn as you go
Sometimes you lead, sometimes you follow
Don't worry about what you don't know
Life's a dance you learn as you go
Life's a dance you learn as you go
Sometimes you lead, sometimes you follow
Don't worry about what you don't know
Life's a dance you learn as you go
Life's a dance
Life's a dance
Life's a dance
Take a chance on love
Life's a dance
You learn as you go
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~HILLBILLY ROCK~
By: Marty Stuart
It comes from Mississippi, and down in Alabam
Creepin' like a fever all across the land
From deep in the Delta on the Louisiana shore
The people got to have it, they wanna hear some more
It's the hillbilly rock, beat it with a drum
Playin' them guitars like shootin from a gun
Keepin' up the rhythm, steady as a clock
Doin' a little thing called the hillbilly rock
Some say it came from Memphis down in Tennessee
Or it drifted in from Georgia about 1953
Just as long as it's greasy, as long as it's fast
As long as it's pumpin' honey, it's gonna last
It's the hillbilly rock, beat it with a drum
Playin' them guitars like shootin from a gun
Keepin' up the rhythm, steady as a clock
Doin' a little thing called the hillbilly rock
Way back in old Kentucky where the bluegrass grows
Through the Carolinas on them dirt red roads
Burnin like a fire runnin' wild in the woods
From Arkansas to Texas, it sounds so good
It's the hillbilly rock, beat it with a drum
Playin' them guitars like shootin from a gun
Keepin' up the rhythm, steady as a clock
Doin' a little thing called the hillbilly rock
So when the heat starts to risin' and you gotta blow some steam
Take a ride down the river, you'll see just what I mean
The juke joint's jumpin, when that cat goes on
The whole place is shakin', there's a something goin' on
It's the hillbilly rock, beat it with a drum
Playin' them guitars like shootin from a gun
Keepin' up the rhythm, steady as a clock
Doin' a little thing called the hillbilly rock
Doin' a little thing called the hillbilly rock
Doin' a little thing called the hillbilly rock
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~16th AVENUE~
By: Lacy J. Dalton
From the corners of the country, from the cities and the farmsWith years and years of livin', tucked up underneath their arms,
They walked away from everything just to see a dream come true,
So God bless the boys who make the noise on 16th Avenue.
With a million dollar spirit and an old flat top guitar,
They drive to town with all they own in a hundred dollar car,
'Cause one time someone told them about a friend of a friend they knew,
Who owns you know a studio on 16th Avenue.
Now some are born to money they never had to say survive,
And others swing a nine pound hammer just to stay alive,
There's cowboys, drunks and Christians mostly white and black and blue,
They've all dialed the phone direct to home from 16th Avenue.
Ah but then one night in some empty room where no curtains ever hung,
Like a miracle some golden words roll off of someone's tongue,
And after years of being nothing they're all lookin' right at you,
And they for awhile they'll go in style on 16th Avenue.
Hey it looks so uneventful, so quiet and discreet,
But a lot of lives were changed there on that little one-way street,
'Cause they walked away from everything just to see a dream come true,
So God bless the boys who make the noise on 16th Avenue
From the corners of the country, from the cities and the farms
With years and years of livin', tucked up underneath their arms,
They walked away from everything just to see a dream come true,
So God bless the boys who make the noise on 16th Avenue.
With a million dollar spirit and an old flat top guitar,
They drive to town with all they own in a hundred dollar car,
'Cause one time someone told them about a friend of a friend they knew,
Who owns you know a studio on 16th Avenue.
Now some are born to money they never had to say survive,
And others swing a nine pound hammer just to stay alive,
There's cowboys, drunks and Christians mostly white and black and blue,
They've all dialed the phone direct to home from 16th Avenue.
Ah but then one night in some empty room where no curtains ever hung,
Like a miracle some golden words roll off of someone's tongue,
And after years of being nothing they're all lookin' right at you,
And they for awhile they'll go in style on 16th Avenue.
Hey it looks so uneventful, so quiet and discreet,
But a lot of lives were changed there on that little one-way street,
'Cause they walked away from everything just to see a dream come true,
So God bless the boys who make the noise on 16th Avenue
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~GOD BLESSED
THE BROKEN ROAD~
By: Rascal Flatts
I set out on a narrow way many years ago
Hoping I would find true love along the broken road
But I got lost a time or two
Wiped my brow and kept pushing through
I couldn't see how every sign pointed straight to you
Every long lost dream lead me to where you are
Others who broke my heart they were like northern stars
Pointing me on my way into your loving arms
This much I know is true
That God blessed the broken road
That led me straight to you
I think about the years I spent just passing through
I'd like to have the time I lost and give it back to you
But you just smile and take my hand
You've been there you understand
It's all part of a grander plan that is coming true
Every long lost dream lead me to where you are
Others who broke my heart they were like northern stars
Pointing me on my way into your loving arms
This much I know is true
That God blessed the broken road
That led me straight to you
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~FAMILY TRADTION~
By: Hank Williams Jr.
Country music singers
have always been a real close family
but lately some of my kin folks
have disowned a few others and me
I guess its because
I kinda changed my direction
I guess i went and broke the family tradition
they get on me wanna know Hank
why do you drink?
(Hank) why do you roll smoke?
Why must you live out the songs that you wrote?
over and over
everybody made my prediction
so if i get stoned
I'm just carryin'
on an old family tradition
I am very proud
of my daddys name
although his kinda music
and mine ain't exactly the same
stop and think it over
put yourself in my position
if i get stoned and sing all night long
it's a family tradition
Don't ask me Hank
why do you drink?
(Hank) why do you roll smoke?
Why must you live out the songs that you wrote?
If I'm down in a Honky-Tonk
Some ol' slicks tryin to give me corrections
I'll say leave me alone
I'm singin all night long
it's a family tradition
Lordy, I have loved some ladies
and I have loved Jim Beam
and they both tried to kill me
in 1973
when that doctor asked me
Son how did you get in this condition
I said hey sawbones I'm just carryin on
an old family tradition
So don't ask me Hank
why do you drink?
(Hank) why do you roll smoke?
Why must you live out the songs you wrote?
Stop and think it over
Try and put yourself in my unique position
If I get stoned and sing all night long
It's a family tradition!
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~GOD'S WILL~
By: Martina Mc Bride
I met God's Will on a Halloween night
He was dressed as a bag of leaves
It hid the braces on his legs at first
His smile was as bright as the August sun
When he looked at me
As he struggled down the driveway, it almost
Made me hurt
Will don't walk too good
Will don't talk too good
He won't do the things that the other kids do,
In our neighborhood
[Chorus:]
I've been searchin', wonderin', thinkin'
Lost and lookin' all my life
I've been wounded, jaded, loved and hated
I've wrestled wrong and right
He was a boy without a father
And his mother's miracle
I've been readin', writin', prayin', fightin'
I guess I would be still
Yeah, that was until
I knew God's Will
Will's mom had to work two jobs
We'd watch him when she had to work late
And we'd all laugh like I hadn't laughed
Since I don't know when
Hey Jude was his favorite song
At dinner he'd ask to pray
And then he'd pray for everybody in the world but him
[Chorus]
Before they moved to California
His mother said, they didn't think he'd live
And she said each day that I have him, well it's just
another gift
And I never got to tell her, that the boy
Showed me the truth
In crayon red, on notebook paper, he'd written
Me and God love you
I've been searchin', prayin', wounded, jaded
I guess I would be still
Yeah that was until...
I met God's Will on a Halloween night
He was dressed as a bag of leaves
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~I'M A SURVIVOR~
By: Reba McEntire
I was born 3 months too early
The doctor gave me 30 days
But I must have had my mama's will
And God's amazing grace
I guess I'll keep on livin
Even if this love's to die for
Cuz your bags are packed
And I ain't cryin
Your walkin out and I'm not tryin
To change your mind
Cuz I was born to be
The baby girl without a chance
A victim of circumstance
The one who oughta give up
But she's just too hard headed
A single mom
Who works 2 jobs
Who loves her kids and never stops
With gentle hands
And the heart of a fighter
I'm a survivor
I don't believe in self pity
It only brings you down
May be the queen of broken hearts
But I don't hide behind the crown
When the deck is stacked against me
I just play a different game
My roots are planted in the past
And though my life is changing fast
Who I am is who I wanna be
The baby girl without a chance
A victim of circumstance
The one who oughta give up
But she's just too hard headed
A single mom
Who works 2 jobs
Who loves her kids and never stops
With gentle hands
And the heart of a fighter
I'm a survivor
Oh a single mom
Who works 2 jobs
Who loves her kids and never stops
With gentle hands
And the heart of a fighter
I'm a survivor
But I must have had my mama's will
And God's amazing grace
(I'm a survivor)
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The Bible
Ever have one of those days when you feel like this guy?
My One True Hero
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