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Sissy Ain't a Bad Girl
03:57
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Sissy ain’t a bad girl;
She’s just suff’rin’ from the summer heat! Summer heat!
Sissy always plays a lot, and she will show you what she’s got
Especially in the summer heat.
Bikini body on the beach; you’ll see her teasing out of reach
Especially in the summer heat.
Sissy ain’t a bad girl
She’s survivin’ in a man’s world
Using just the tools she knows
Her hair, her shoes, her skimpy clothes
Sissy’s learning what to do on the beach as well as school
Another kind of summer heat
Teachers, students, even Dad, indoctrinate what’s good and bad
And put the blame on summer heat
Sissy ain’t a bad girl.
She’s learning it’s a man’s world
And in her dorm room late at night
If anyone could hear her cry
They’d hear her asking, "Who am I?"
Sissy’s learning what to do on the beach as well as school
Another kind of summer heat
Teachers, students, even Dad, indoctrinate what’s good and bad
And put the blame on summer heat
Sissy ain’t a bad girl
She’s survivin’ in a man’s world
Using just the tools she knows
Her hair, her shoes, her skimpy clothes
Sissy always plays a lot, and she will show you what she’s got
Especially in the summer heat.
Bikini body on the beach; you’ll see her teasing out of reach
Especially in the summer heat.
Especially in the summer heat.
Sissy ain’t a bad girl;
She’s just suff’rin’ from the summer heat!
The summer heat! The summer heat!
Summer heat! Summer heat! Summer heat! Summer heat!
Copyright 2020 Vicki Morrison Goble
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The Good Days Never End
02:15
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Your days keep rolling on;
You feel the spark is almost gone
But don't worry,
The good days never end
You're feeling a little scared.
Go outside and breathe the air
And don't worry,
The good days never end
It's not like it was before.
In fact, it’s so much more
It's time to go out again
And see the things from way back when.
When you find the sun has gone;
Just light a candle and play along
But don't worry,
The good days never end
It's not like it was before.
In fact it’s so much more
It's time to go out again
And see the things from way back when.
Your days keep rolling on;
You feel the spark is almost gone
But don't worry,
The good days never end
Copyright 2018 Jeff Robinson
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Honey Pie,
I moan and sigh,
I lie awake all night
In my head
I’m filled with dread,
I weep.
Torn apart;
I’ve pawned my heart,
the ticket’s yours to keep
Will I ever, ever get to sleep
Where do you go, my Romeo?
I cry for you all day.
I believe you’re avoiding me,
Oh, why do you treat me this way?
Where do you go, my Romeo?
I cry for you all day.
I believe you’re avoiding me,
Oh, why do you treat me this way?
In my dreams
you come to me;
your arms are open wide.
When you close them
I am safe
inside.
Then reality
assails me in
the morning light.
I prefer
the fantasy of
the night.
Where do you go, my Romeo?
I cry for you all day.
I believe you’re avoiding me,
Oh, why do you treat me this way?
Where do you go, my Romeo?
I cry for you all day.
I believe you’re avoiding me,
I see you turning away.
You’re always turning away.
Why are you turning away?
Copyright 2020 Vicki Morrison Goble
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My Blue Day
02:27
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It seems like ev’rywhere I turn something new is going wrong.
If I could only get online, I’d share my feelings in a song.
I’d sing about the way one trouble piles atop another,
And how I need a refuge from it all.
t’s a blue day
Relentless troubles fill my blue day
I am battered by my blue day
Ev’rything’s been going wrong.
I am burdened by a load of expectations I can’t meet.
Are they real or is my ego fooling me about what they really need
Sometimes I wonder what would happen if I took care of myself
Instead of always trying to fix ev’rybody else.
Would I still have blue days?
Would troubles still fill my blue days?
Would I still be battered by my blue days?
Would ev’rything still be going wrong?
Cuz it’s a blue day
Relentless troubles fill my blue day
I am battered by my blue day
Ev’rything’s been going wrong.
Ev’rything’s been going wrong.
Ev’rything’s been going wrong.
Copyright 2020 Vicki Morrison Goble
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I am traveling through time and space, leaving my empty past behind
Trying to remember it's not a race, looking for an encouraging sign
Have I found my destination? Will I ever really know?
I was broken and now I'm mending. I can let my honesty show.
CHORUS
I don't mind if you walk with me
I kinda like the company
We were never meant to be alone
We're messy together cuz we're not made of stone
I’m so tired of being lonely; pain has brought me to the floor
No one’s ever really knew me, but I never cared before
Time has stripped away my numbness, sees my vulnerability
I am finding strength in closeness, living less cynically
CHORUS
BRIDGE
I’ve achieved an honest freedom. Peace and wisdom fill my mind
Now that we can walk together No one ever left behind
CHORUS x2
Copyright 2020 Vicki Morrison Goble
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Candles Light the Way
03:33
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Little bits of light, sparkling in the night.
We are guided by such tiny flames
As they illuminate those treasured names
We walk around the track
And read the mem'ries there
And after ev'ry lap
We say a little prayer.
Candles light the way.
Candles light the way. Candles light the way.
At the start, hearts full of sorrow
Through the night, toward tomorrow
We let our mem'ries flow
Together, walk as one
Our hearts begin to glow
Before the night is done
Candles light the way.
We stand and lift our faces to the sky
And feel the breeze as it goes drifting by
We walk among the candles and we smile as they shine
And let the mem'ries float across our minds.
Candles light the way. Candles light the way.
We are guided by such tiny flames
As they illuminate those treasured names
We let our mem'ries flow
Together, walk as one
Our hearts begin to glow
Before the night is done
Candles light the way.
Copyright 2017 Vicki Morrison Goble
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I'm never going to Scarborough Fair
And I don't expect to grow parsley or thyme.
But when I feel the spring breeze in the air
I can't resist buying compost and lime.
I tried to buy a cambric shirt
A soft one in ecru was on my mind.
But when I found one it fell in the dirt
And just my luck 'twas upon suppertime
I went to wash it in Grandmother's tub
I scented the water with parsley and sage.
But Granny's dog tipped it all out on the rug.
I beat the dog with a stick in a rage.
I spread the wet shirt out to dry on some thorns
And then went to chop up rosemary and thyme
But someone had eaten the peppercorns
And left me with nothing till wintertime
This song is all true; I would never tell lies
The spices and herbs and the marking of time
And lest you be thinking that I plagiarize
I rush to assure you that each word is mine
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Awakening
03:03
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We lost our way in darkness
never knowing we were blind
Believing we held torches
bright enough to lead mankind
We thought we knew what glory was
We prayed that we might know
What path God had in mind for us
We loved our Maker so
And then we saw off to the East
The first long rays of light
Reaching up to chase away
the darkness of the night
Our hearts were filled with wonder
as we watched the light with awe
Then from the mighty voice of God
we heard the sacred law
The Holy One has come to earth
the trumpet sounds the call
We harken to the ancient song
His love reclaims us all
We lift our faces to the sound
refreshing sweet command
to fill the world with harmony
Oh, now we understand
A new wind sweeps the dark misleading
blinders from our eyes
Awakening from heedless dreams
At last we realize
The Holy One has come to earth
we hear His trumpet's sounds call
And harken to the ancient song
As love reclaims us all
The Holy One has come to earth
His trumpet sounds the call
We harken to the ancient song
His love reclaims us all
We harken to the ancient song
His love reclaims us all.
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Hear the gentle currents wafting through the trees
Ev’rywhere you look it seems so lush and green
Don’t waste time; enjoy the view before it fades away.
Ancient secrets whispered in the rustling leaves
Nature is preparing for the coming grief
What seems well and growing now will all be gone someday.
What is to become of this earth?
What disaster will it take before we learn?
If we fail this time, will we get another turn?
What is to become of this earth?
Acid rain from heaven slowly seeps inside
Lust for power pushes nature’s suicide
Has it been too long, is there still time to turn the tide?
Oil spills, contamination world-wide
Can we stop it all before our children’s children die?
Will we find a light or fall into a deadly night?
What is to become of this earth?
What disaster will it take before we learn?
If we fail this time, will we get another turn?
What is to become of this earth?
Can we meet the challenge?
Can we fix the damage?
Can we save the planet?
Find a prime solution?
What is to become of this earth?
What disaster will it take before we learn?
If we fail this time, will we get another turn?
What is to become of this earth?
If we fail this time, will we get another turn?
What is to become of this earth?
Copyright 2020 Vicki Morrison Goble
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Rescue Me
02:45
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When I'm drowning, lost at sea, reach out your hand and rescue me.
When I'm falling from the sky, take my hand; we will learn to fly
We will fly, we will fly, we will fly, we will fly
If you reach out your hand and rescue me, we will fly, we will fly
Oppressive clouds, I don't know where they're from
But I can feel their weight as they obliterate the sun.
Bonds of dust are holding me down.
I try to call you, but I can't make a sound
When I'm drowning, lost at sea, reach out your hand and rescue me.
When I'm falling from the sky, take my hand; we will learn to fly
We will fly, we will fly, we will fly, we will fly
If you reach out your hand and rescue me, we will fly, we will fly
You lifted me from the sea of despair
When I needed someone strong, you were there
I was rescued by the warmth of your love
Made me believe it was more than enough
When I'm drowning, lost at sea, reach out your hand and rescue me.
When I'm falling from the sky, take my hand; we will learn to fly
We will fly, we will fly, we will fly, we will fly
If you reach out your hand and rescue me, we will fly, we will fly
If you reach out your hand and rescue me, we will fly, we will fly
Copyright 2020 Vicki Morrison Goble
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One More Time
03:56
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I heard the news today. I don’t know what to say.
I always thought I’d see you one more time.
But that will never be, and it surprises me
How often you’ve been wand’ring through my mind.
I always thought I’d see you again.
I really expected we would visit now and then
It’s hard to believe our opportunities are gone.
I always thought I’d see you one more time.
My memories are old, yet, far from growing cold.
Those happy times don’t seem so far away.
You’re right in front of me, but just a fantasy,
And I can’t spend my life in yesterday.
I always thought I’d see you again.
I really expected we would visit now and then
It’s hard to believe our opportunities are gone.
I always thought I’d see you one more time.
One more time. I didn’t think there’d never be
One more time. You know, it isn’t fair.
I was so sure we would have a chance to share one last good-bye
I always thought I’d see you one more time.
I heard the news today. I don’t know what to say.
I always thought I’d see you one more time.
But that will never be, and it surprises me
How often you’ve been wand’ring through my mind.
One more time. I didn’t think there’d never be
One more time. You know, it isn’t fair.
I was so sure we would have a chance to share one last good-bye
I always thought I’d see you one more time.
Yes, I always thought I’d see you one more time.
Copyright 2020 Vicki Morrison Goble
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I Need Room for My Legs
02:21
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Did you hear the news?
The airlines are feeling a pinch.
I've been told the crews
are taking away another inch.
What are they tryin' to do, I ask ya?
Some of us need the space.
They keep packin' in more 'n' more seats,
but I need room for my legs.
I need room for my legs! Oh, man!
You know, I need room for my legs!
Please stop pushin' those seats so close together;
I need room for my legs!
I just bought a new car;
it'll go all day on one tank.
But when I get behind the wheel,
I discover the chassis shrank
What are they tryin' to do, I ask ya?
Some of us need the space.
Sure, I get better MPG,
but I need room for my legs.
I need room for my legs! Oh, man!
You know, I need room for my legs!
Please don't make the cars any smaller,
cuz I need room for my legs!
I just went to a movie;
It's one I really wanted to see
They had moved the rows to fit more,
and there wasn't any room for my knees.
What are they tryin' to do, I ask ya?
Some of us need the space.
I don't like the knees pokin' in my back
and I need room for my legs.
I need room for my legs! Oh, man!
You know, I need room for my legs!
Please stop pushin' those rows together,
cuz I need room for my legs!
Please stop pushin' those rows together,
cuz I need room for my legs!
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Vicki Morrison Goble Minnesota
I am a singer/songwriter with a mission to prove aging does not prevent creativity typically thought of as belonging exclusively to young people, and that the period of retirement is a perfect opportunity to try new things and/or realize lifelong dreams. ... more
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