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Originally Posted by theknife
oh, so we're going deep into the archives for some Dead?
Brown-Eyed Women - Grateful Dead
Gone are the days when the ox fall down
Take up the yoke and plough the fields around
Gone are the days when the ladies said "please
Gentle Jack Jones won't you come to me"
Chorus
Brown-eyed women and red grenadine
The bottle was dusty but the liquor was clean
Sound of the thunder with the rain pouring down
And it looks like the old man's getting on
Nineteen twenty when he stepped to the bar
Drank to the dregs of the whiskey jar
Nineteen thirty when the wall caved in
He made his way selling red-eyed gin
[chorus]
Delilah Jones was the mother of twins
Two times over and the rest were sins
Raised eight boys, only I turned bad
Didn't get the lickings that the other ones had
[chorus]
Tumble-down shack in Big Foot County
Snowed so hard that the roof caved in
Delilah Jones went to meet her God
And the old man never was the same again
Daddy made whiskey and he made it well
Cost two dollars and it burned like hell (note e)
I cut hickory just to fire the still
Drink down a bottle and you're ready to kill
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great tune!! i can dig it
How about the Jethro Tull
Christmas Album
Jack Frost And The Hooded Crow
Through long December nights we talk in words of rain or snow
while you, through chattering teeth, reply and curse as you go.
Why not spare a thought this day for those who have no flame
to warm their bones at Christmas time?
Say Jack Frost and the Hooded Crow.
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Weathercock
Do you simply reflect changes in the patterns of the sky?
Or is it true to say the weather heeds the twinkle in your eye?
Do you fight the rush of winter; and hold snowflakes at bay?
Do you lift the dawn sun from the fields and help him on his way?
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First Snow On Brooklyn
And the first snow on Brooklyn paints a Christmas card upon the pavement.
The cab leaves a disappearing trace and then it’s gone.
And the snow covers my footprints, deep regrets and heavy heartbeats.
When you wake you’ll never see the spot that I was standing on.
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A Winter Snowscape
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