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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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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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~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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