2008-05-23

PPM FM

Peter Paul & Mommy, Too

GARDEN SONGDavid Mallett- ©1975 Cherry Lane Music Publishing (ASCAP)Chorus:Inch by inch, row by row, gonna make this garden growAll it takes is a rake and a hoe and a piece of fertile groundInch by inch, row by row Someone bless these seeds I sowSomeone warm them from below Til the rain comes tumbling downPullin' weeds and pickin' stones, we are made of dreams and bonesI feel the need to grow my own cause the time is close at handGrain for grain, sun and rain I'll find my way in nature's chainTune my body and my brain to the music of the landChorusPlant your rows straight and long, Temper them with prayer and songMother earth will keep you strong if you give her love and careAn old crow watching hungrily from his perch in yonder treeIn my garden I'm as free as that feathered thief up there Chorus


EL SALVADORNoel Paul Stookey and Jim Wallis-©1983 Neworld Media Music ASCAPThere's a sunny little country south of MexicoWhere the winds are gentle and the waters flowBut breezes aren't the only things that blow in El SalvadorIf you took the little lady for a moonlight driveOdds are still good you'd come back aliveBut everyone is innocent until they arrive in El SalvadorIf the rebels take a bus on the grand highwayThe government destroys a village miles awayThe man on the radio says 'now we'll play South of the Border'And in the morning the natives say,We're happy you have lived another dayLast night a thousand more passed away in El SalvadorThere's a television crew here from ABCFilming Rio Lempe and the refugeesCalling murdered children the 'tragedy' of El SalvadorBefore the government cameras 20 feet awayAnother man is asking for continued aidFood and medicine and hand grenades for El SalvadorThere's a thump, a rumble, and the buildings swayA soldier fires the acid sprayThe public address system starts to play South of the BorderYou run for cover and hide your eyesYou hear the screams from paradiseThey've fallen further than you realizein El SalvadorJust like Poland is 'protected' by her Russian friendsThe junta is 'assisted' by AmericansAnd if 60 million dollars seems too much to spendin El SalvadorThey say for half a billion they could do it rightBomb all day, burn all nightUntil there's not a living thing upright in El SalvadorThey'll continue training troops in the USAAnd watch the nuns that got awayAnd teach the military bands to play South of the BorderAnd kill the people to set them freeWho put this price on their liberty?Don't you think it's time to leave El Salvador?



HOUSE OF THE RISING SUNNew words and music by Mary Travers- ©1995 Mapape Lake Music Publishing Co., ASCAPThere is a house in New OrleansThey call the Rising SunIt's been the ruin of many poor girlsAnd me, oh God, am oneIf you had listened to what your momma saidYou'd be at home todayBut I was young and foolish, oh LordYou let a gambler lead you astrayGo tell my baby sisterDon't do as I have doneBut shun that house in New OrleansThey call the Rising SunI'm going back to New OrleansYour race is almost runI'm going back to lay my headBeneath that rising sunThere is a house in New OrleansThey call the Rising SunIt's been the ruin of many poor girlsAnd me, I'm one, oh GodAnd me, oh God, am oneYou poor girl, you are one

I DIG ROCK AND ROLL MUSICStookey/Mason/Dixon- Neworld Media Music Publishers-ASCAPI dig Rock and Roll music And I love to get the chance to play. (and sing it)I figure it's about the happiest sound goin' down today.The message may not move me, Or mean a great deal to me,But hey! it feels so groovy to say:I dig the Mamas and the Papas at "The Trip," Sunset Strip in L.A.And they got a good thing goin'When the words don't get in the way.And when they're really wailing, Michelle and Cass are sailin'.Hey! they really nail me to the wall.I dig Donovan in a dream-like, tripped out wayHis crystal images tell you 'bout a brighter dayAnd when the Beatles tell youThey've got a word "love" to sell youThey mean exactly what they sayI dig Rock and Roll music I could really get it on in that scene.I think I could say somethin' if you know what I meanBut if I really say it, the radio won't play itUnless I lay it between the lines!

I'M IN LOVE WITH A BIG BLUE FROGLeslie Braunstein- Pepamar Music Corp.- ASCAPI'm in love with a big blue frog,A big blue frog loves me.It's not as bad as it appearsHe wears glasses and he's six foot three.Well I'm not worried about our kids,I know they'll turn out neat.They'll be great lookin' 'cause they'll have my face,great swimmers 'cause they'll have his feet!Well I'm in love with a big blue frog,A big blue frog loves me.He's not as bad as he appears,He's got rhythm and a PhD.Well I know we can make things workHe's got good fam'ly sense.His mother was a frog from PhiladelphiaHis daddy an enchanted prince.The neighbors are against it and it's clear to meAnd it's prob'ly clear to youThey think value on their property will go right downIf the family next door is blue.Well I'm in love with a big blue frogA big blue frog loves meI've got it tattooed on my chestIt says P.H.R.O.G. (It's frog to me!)P.H.R.O.G.

IF I HAD A HAMMERSeeger/Hayes- Ludlow Music Corp. - BMIIf I had a hammer,I'd hammer in the morningI'd hammer in the evening,All over this landI'd hammer out danger,I'd hammer out a warning,I'd hammer out love between my brothers and my sisters,All over this land.If I had a bell,I'd ring it in the morning,I'd ring it in the evening,All over this landI'd ring out danger,I'd ring out a warningI'd ring out love between my brothers and my sisters,All over this land.If I had a song,I'd sing it in the morning,I'd sing it in the evening,All over this landI'd sing out danger,I'd sing out a warningI'd sing out love between my brothers and my sisters,All over this land.Well I got a hammer,And I got a bell,And I got a song to sing, all over this land.It's the hammer of Justice,It's the bell of Freedom,It's the song about Love between my brothers and my sisters,All over this land.It's the hammer of Justice,It's the bell of Freedom,It's the song about Love between my brothers and my sisters,All over this land.


KISSES SWEETER THAN WINEGilbert/Hays/Hellerman/Newman/Seeger- TRO Folkways Music Pub. Inc.-BMIWhen I was a young man and never been kissedI got to thinking it over what I had missed.I got me a girl, I kissed her and thenOh Lord, I kissed her again.Chorus:Oh, kisses sweeter than wine,Oh, kisses sweeter than wineI asked her to marry and be my sweet wife,And we would be so happy the rest of our lives.I begged and I pleaded like a natural man,And then, Oh Lord, she gave me her hand.(Chorus)I worked mighty hard and so did my wife,Workin' hand in hand to make a good life.With corn in the field and wheat in the bins,I was, Oh Lord, the father of twins.(Chorus)Our children they numbered just about four,They all had sweethearts knockin' at the door.They all got married and they didn't hesitate;I was, Oh Lord, the grandmother of eight.(Chorus)Now that we're old, and ready to go,We get to thinkin' what happened a long time ago.We had a lot of kids, trouble and pain,But, Oh Lord, We'd do it again.(Chorus)


LEAVING ON A JET PLANEJohn Denver -Cherry Lane Music Publishing Co., Inc. -ASCAPAll my bags are packed, I'm ready to goI'm standing here outside your doorI hate to wake you up to say goodbyeBut the dawn is breakin', it's early mornThe taxi's waiting, he's blowin' his hornAlready I'm so lonesome I could cry.Chorus:So kiss me and smile for meTell me that you'll wait for meHold me like you'll never let me go.I'm leavin' on a jet planeI don't know when I'll be back againOh, babe, I hate to go.There's so many times I've let you downSo many times I've played aroundI tell you now, they don't mean a thingEvery place I go, I think of youEvery song I sing, I sing for youWhen I come back, I'll wear your wedding ring.(Chorus)Now the time has come to leave youOne more time let me kiss youThen close your eyes, I'll be on my way.Dream about the days to comeWhen I won't have to leave aloneAbout the times, I won't have to say,(Chorus)


LEMON TREEWill Holt- Boulder Music Corp.-BMIWhen I was just a lad of ten, my father said to me,"Come here and take a lesson from the lovely lemon tree.""Don't put your faith in love, my boy", my father said to me,"I fear you'll find that love is like the lovely lemon tree."Lemon tree very pretty and the lemon flower is sweetbut the fruit of the poor lemon is impossible to eat.Lemon tree very pretty and the lemon flower is sweetbut the fruit of the poor lemon is impossible to eat.One day beneath the lemon tree, my love and I did lieA girl so sweet that when she smiled the stars rose in the sky.We passed that summer lost in love beneath the lemon treethe music of her laughter hid my father's words from me:Lemon tree very pretty and the lemon flower is sweetbut the fruit of the poor lemon is impossible to eat.Lemon tree very pretty and the lemon flower is sweetbut the fruit of the poor lemon is impossible to eat.One day she left without a word. She took away the sun.And in the dark she left behind, I knew what she had done.She'd left me for another, it's a common tale but true.A sadder man but wiser now I sing these words to you:Lemon tree very pretty and the lemon flower is sweetbut the fruit of the poor lemon is impossible to eat.Lemon tree very pretty and the lemon flower is sweetbut the fruit of the poor lemon is impossible to eat.


LIGHT ONE CANDLEPeter Yarrow- ©1983 Silver Dawn Music ASCAPLight one candle for the Maccabee childrenWith thanks that their light didn't dieLight one candle for the pain they enduredWhen their right to exist was deniedLight one candle for the terrible sacrificeJustice and freedom demandBut light one candle for the wisdom to knowWhen the peacemaker's time is at handchorus:Don't let the light go out!It's lasted for so many years!Don't let the light go out!Let it shine through our love and our tears.Light one candle for the strength that we needTo never become our own foeAnd light one candle for those who are sufferingPain we learned so long agoLight one candle for all we believe inThat anger not tear us apartAnd light one candle to find us togetherWith peace as the song in our hearts(chorus)What is the memory that's valued so highlyThat we keep it alive in that flame?What's the commitment to those who have diedThat we cry out they've not died in vain?We have come this far always believingThat justice would somehow prevailThis is the burden, this is the promiseThis is why we will not fail!(chorus)Don't let the light go out!Don't let the light go out!Don't let the light go out!

2008-05-20

Comments now acceppted

Comment now accepted please feel free to wiite yyou thoughts and questions.

Name a song that Cat Stevens recorded

That was a Welsh hymn?

....where his feet pass....




First bird


Give ME you guesses

2008-05-19

Quarter Past Eight

The Video is the group Quarter Past Eight at THE SPOT in Bellecue Wasington. Doing one of their own songs. for more

www.quarterpasteight.com

2008-05-18

Here Comes the Brides


The Bluest Skies you've ever seen are in Seattle
And the Hills the greenest green are in Seattle
Like a beautiful Child Growing up free and wild
full of hope and full of fears full of laughter
full of tears full of dreams to last the year in Seattle
in Seattle.

2008-05-17

blues while flying

The Bush Pilot call high Flight as any time you get home without treetops in the landing gear so far so good.

2008-05-16

Auto's titles.

Songs about cars:
Oh lord won't you buy me.....
CJ5 With Over Drive...
Hot Rod Lincion...
Convoy...
EAst bound and down ...
Chitity Chitit y Bang Bang...
Little NASH Rambler....

Sound of Music

I haveeen to ,any of the places they filmed the sounds of music and the hills are alive!!1

2008-05-14

Marching jodies/Cadances

Any one know verses to any of the following:
Two Irish Men
1492
Three German Officers
Up Jumped the Ranger
C-130 on the Taxiway
If I die In a combat zone.
Irene Irene she's one of the best
F-86 in th fighter command

2008-05-13

Silver Linning


Every Cloud has a Silver Linning


and I Live in


SEATTLE

Into Life some Rain


Into Life some rain must fall


and I LIVE IN


SEATTLE

Found it Don Quoxite

Through the woodland, through the valleyComes a horseman wild and freeTilting at the windmills passingWho can the brave young horseman beHe is wild but he is mellowHe is strong but he is weakHe is cruel but he is gentleHe is wise but he is meekReaching for his saddlebagHe takes a battered book into his handStanding like a prophet boldHe shouts across the ocean to the shoreTill he can shout no more
I have come o’er moor and mountainLike the hawk upon the wingI was once a shining knightWho was the guardian of a kingI have searched the whole world overLooking for a place to sleepI have seen the strong surviveAnd I have seen the lean grown weak
See the children of the earthWho wake to find the table bareSee the gentry in the countryRiding off to take the air
Reaching for his saddlebagHe takes a rusty sword into his handThen striking up a knightly poseHe shouts across the ocean to the shoreTill he can shout no more
See the jailor with his keyWho locks away all trace of sinSee the judge upon the benchWho tries the case as best he canSee the wise and wicked onesWho feed upon life’s sacred fireSee the soldier with his gunWho must be dead to be admired
See the man who tips the needleSee the man who buys and sellsSee the man who puts the collarOn the ones who dare not tellSee the drunkard in the tavernStemming gold to make ends meetSee the youth in ghetto blackCondemned to life upon the street
Reaching for his saddlebagHe takes a tarnished cross into his handThen standing like a preacher nowHe shouts across the ocean to the shoreThen in a blaze of tangled hoovesHe gallops off across the dusty plainIn vain to search againWhere no one will hear
Through the woodland, through the valleyComes a horseman wild and freeTilting at the windmills passingWho can the brave young horseman beHe is wild but he is mellowHe is strong but he is weakHe is cruel but he is gentleHe is wise but he is meek

Snoopy and the red baron

Any one habe the words to alll therr og the songs of snoopy and the red baron including the news cast between?

After the turn of the century in the clear blues skies over Germany came a roar and a thunder man had never the screaming sounds of a big wsar bird?

.....

2008-05-04

www.endorasspace.com

Computers and GPS's at a friendly price.

Eskimo Folk Song

I was on my way to the North Pole so merry,
. I met a saint Bernard,
he was short and squat and hairy,
I drew forth the stick,
and was getting read;y to heave it,
Saying fetch and deliver,
for you are a bold retiever.

Mushem ringing dor do or die,
wack for the daddy o
wack for the daddy o
there's wiskey the jar

Arround that rover's neck was
jung a ket of wiskey,
now and then old rover
would take and snort
and get frisky
as he'd chase the stick
he would do a tricky waddke
but he reallly wasn't tricky
he was pie'eyed from the bottle

mushem .....
I threw that stick so far
it was kind'of hard to trace it
old rover said bow wow and was
getting ready to chase it
bit a car came driving past and he
chainged his mind and saught it
I new he couldn't dive one
not even if he caught it.

mushem

Now I am at the end of my
song about poor rover
he caught it in a fan belt
and his roaming days are over
The poor retreiver lies neath
the ground all frozen over
And I'll have to fetch that stick
my self boy do I look silly.

mushim,

2008-05-03

In the song Alice's Restaurant

What was the name of the Restaurant
if you listen to the beginning it clearly states that Alice owns the restaurants but that is not the name of the restaurant.

But that is way the song is called Alice's Restaurant.

Complete with the 27 eight by 10 color glossy photo graphs with circles and arrows on the back depicting the evidence against us.

MTA better known as Charlie

Rember the song of Charlie and the MTA

Come and listen to a story,
of a man name of Charlie,
on a tragic and fateful day,
he put 10 cents in his pocket,
kissed his wife and family,
and went to ride on the MTA

Did he ever returned,
no he never returned,
and fate remains unknown,
he is the man who rides 'neath ,
the streets of Boston,
he's the man whol'll never return.


Do you know who Charile was?

Have you ever noticed

The Byrds song Turn Turn Turn

is almost taken straight from the bible??

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