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| LavenderHaze | posted on 04-11-2001 @ 6:52 PM |    | |||
| Hanger-On Registered: Apr. 01  | Against the Wind - Bob Seger & the Silver Bullet Band It seems like yesterday But it was long ago Janey was lovely she was the queen of my nights There in the darkness with the radio, playin' low The secrets that we shared Mountains that we moved Caught like a wildfire out of control 'Til there was nothing left to burn and nothing left to prove And I remember what she said to me How she swore that it never would end I remember how she held me, oh so tight Wish I didn't know now what I didn't know then Against the wind We were running against the wind We were young and strong and we were running Against the wind The years rolled slowly past And I found myself alone Surrounded by strangers I thought were my friends Found myself further and further from my home I guess I lost my way There were oh so many roads I was living to run and running to live Never worrying about paying or even how much I owed Moving eight miles a minute for months at a time Breaking all of the rules that we bent Began to find myself searching Searching for shelter again and again Against the wind I was running against the wind I found myself seeking shelter Against the wind But those drifter's days are past me now I've got so much more to think about Deadlines and commitments What to leave in, what to leave out Against the wind I'm still running against the wind Well I'm older now but still running Against the wind Against the wind Against the wind.... | ||||
| Mi1o Yambag | posted on 04-11-2001 @ 7:39 PM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Oct. 00 | Great choice! Here's a Seger Rock Block (TOG) for everyone! Old Time Rock & Roll Just take those old records off the shelf I'll sit and listen to 'em by myself Today's music aln 't got the same soul I like that old time rock 'n' roll Don't try to take me to a disco You'll never even get me out on the In ten minutes I'll be late for the door I like that old time rock'n' roll Still like that old time rock'n' roll That kind of music just soothes the soul I reminisce about the days of old With that old time rock 'n' roll Won't go to hear them play a tango I'd rather hear some blues or funky old soul There's only sure way to get me to go Start playing old time rock 'n' roll Call me a relic, call me what you will Say I'm old-fashioned, say I'm over the hill Today' music ain't got the same soul I like that old time rock 'n' roll Still like that old time rock'n' roll That kind of music just soothes the soul I reminisce about the days of old With that old time rock 'n' roll Still the Same You always won, everytime you placed a bet You're still damn good, no one's gotten to you yet Everytime they were sure they had you caught You were quicker than they thought You'd just turn your back and walk You always said, the cards would never do you wrong The trick you said was never piay the game too long A gambler's share, the only risk that you would take The only loss you could forsake The only bluff you couldn't fake And you're still the same I caught up with you yesterday Moving game to game No one standing in your way Turning on the charm Long enough to get you by You're still the same You still aim high There you stood, everybody watched you play I just turned and walked away I had nothing left to say 'Cause you're still the same You're still the same Moving game to game Some thlngs never change You're still the same Hollywood Nights She stood there bright as the sun on that California coast He was a midwestern boy on his own She looked at him with those soft eyes, so innocent and blue He knew right then he was too far from home He was too far from home She took his hand and she led him along that golden beach They watched the waves tumble over the sand They drove for miles and miles up those twisting turning roads Higher and higher and higher they climbed And those Hollywood nights In those Hollywood hills She was looking so right In her diamonds and frills All those big city nights In those high rolling hills Above all the lights She had all of the skills He'd headed west 'cause he felt that a change would do him good See some old friends, good for the soul She had been born with a face that would her get her way He saw that face and he lost all control He had lost all control Night after night, day after day, it went on and on Then came that morning he woke up alone He spent all night staring down at the lights of LA Wondering if he could ever go home And those Hollywood nights In those Hollywood hills It was looking so right It was giving him chills In those big city nights In those high rolling hills Above all the lights With a passion that kills In those Hollywood nights In those Hollywood hills She was looking so right In her diamonds and frills All those big city nights In those high rolling hills Above all the lights She had all of the skills  Smoke Weed Everyday This message was edited by Mi1o Yambag on 4-11-01 @ 7:44 PM | ||||
| LavenderHaze | posted on 04-11-2001 @ 9:19 PM | | |||
| Hanger-On Registered: Apr. 01 | On a long and lonesome highway east of omaha You can listen to the engine, moanin out it's one note song You can think about the woman or the girl you knew the night before But your thoughts will soon be wandering the way they always do When your riding sixteen hours and there's nothing there to do You don't feel much like riding, you just wish the trip was through Here I am, on the road again Here I am, up on the stage Here I go, playing star again There I go, turn the page Well you walk into a restaraunt, strung out from the road And you feel the eyes opon you, as your shaking off the cold You pretend it doesn't bother you, but you just want to explode Sometimes you can hear 'em talk, other times you can't All the same old cliche's, is that a woman or a man And you always seem outnumbered, you dare not make a stand Out there in the spotlight, your a million miles away Every ounce of energy, you try to give away And the sweat pours from your body, like the music that you play Later in that evening, as you lie awake in bed With the echos of the amplifiers, ringin in your head You smoke the days last cigarette, remembering what she said | ||||
| DannyNoonan | posted on 04-11-2001 @ 11:46 PM | | |||
| Psychopath Registered: Apr. 01 | Yes, I'm an insomniac...but, thanks to this thread I put Stranger in Town on the turntable...yes, I said turntable. Thnx. | ||||
| Rommel | posted on 04-12-2001 @ 8:23 AM | | |||
| Psychopath Registered: Oct. 00 | UP WITH THE SUN, GONE WITH THE WIND, SHE ALWAYS SAID I WAS LAZY. LEAVIN' MY HOME, LEAVIN' MY FRIENDS, RUNNIN' WHEN THINGS GET TOO CRAZY. OUT ON THR ROAD, OUT 'NEATH THE STARS, FEELIN' THE BREEZE, PASSIN' THE CARS. WOMEN HAVE COME, WOMEN HAVE GONE, EVERYONE TRYIN' TO CAGE ME. SOME WERE SO SWEET, I BARELY GOT FREE, OTHERS, THEY ONLY ENRAGED ME. SOMETIMES AT NIGHT, I SEE THEIR FACES, I FEEL THE TRACES THEY LEFT ON MY SOUL. THOSE ARE THE MEMORIES THAT MADE ME A WEALTHY SOUL. TRAVELIN' MAN, LOVE WHEN I CAN, TURN LOOSE MY HAND 'CAUSE I'M GOIN'. TRAVELIN' MAN, CATCH IF YOU CAN, BUT SOONER OR LARE I'M GOIN'. TRAVELIN' MAN ... TRAVELIN' MAN, YES I AM. SOMETIMES AT NIGHT, I SEE THEIR FACES, I FEEL THE TRACES THEY LEFT ON MY SOUL. THESE ARE THE MEMORIES THAT MADE ME A WEALTHY SOUL. THESE ARE THE MEMORIES THAT MADE ME A WEALTHY SOUL.  <<< Jeder oder Keiner, Alles oder Nichts | ||||
| spitfire421 | posted on 04-12-2001 @ 9:39 AM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Dec. 00 | Wow, this music topic took off between yesterday and today...I'm a postin' fool LOL This song makes me think of the movie American Pop, which is a GREAT music cartoon (if that's what you can call it) by the guys who did Fritz the Cat Could've used a few pounds Tight pants points hardly reknown She was a black-haired beauty with big dark eyes And points all her own sitting way up high Way up firm and high Out past the cornfields where the woods got heavy Out in the back seat of my '60 Chevy Workin' on mysteries without any clues Workin' on our night moves Tryin' to make some front page drive-in news Workin' on our night moves In the summertime In the sweet summertime We weren't in love, oh no, far from it We weren't searchin' for some pie in the sky summit We were just young and restless and bored Livin' by the sword And we'd steal away every chance we could To the backroom, to the alley or the trusty woods I used her, she used me But neither one cared We were gettin' our share Workin' on our night moves Tryin' to lose the awkward teenage blues Workin' on our night moves And it was summertime And oh the wonder We felt the lightning And we waited on the thunder Waited on the thunder I awoke last night to the sound of thunder How far off I sat and wondered Started humming a song from 1962 Ain't it funny how the night moves When you just don't seem to have as much to lose Strange how the night moves With autumn closing in I feel all nostalgic now!  < | ||||
| Rommel | posted on 04-12-2001 @ 9:46 AM | | |||
| Psychopath Registered: Oct. 00 | quote: Spit, it would surprize me if you haven't already seen the Crumb documentary??? ...I enjoyed it :) <<< Jeder oder Keiner, Alles oder Nichts | ||||
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