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Tombstone Blues
Earthsea
2260 Posts |
Posted - 11/04/2007 : 08:30:23
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Now Ophelia, she's 'neath the window, for her I feel so afraid
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Horseman7
Barsoom
United Kingdom
175 Posts |
Posted - 11/04/2007 : 12:14:52
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Once you had gold.
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Tombstone Blues
Earthsea
2260 Posts |
Posted - 11/04/2007 : 12:26:51
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On her twenty-second birthday, she already is an old maid
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Horseman7
Barsoom
United Kingdom
175 Posts |
Posted - 11/04/2007 : 12:47:49
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Once you had silver.
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Tombstone Blues
Earthsea
2260 Posts |
Posted - 11/04/2007 : 12:59:27
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To her, death is quite romantic, she wears an iron vest
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Horseman7
Barsoom
United Kingdom
175 Posts |
Posted - 11/04/2007 : 13:06:48
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Then came the rain.
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Tombstone Blues
Earthsea
2260 Posts |
Posted - 11/04/2007 : 13:24:24
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Her profession's her religion, her sin is her lifelessness
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Horseman7
Barsoom
United Kingdom
175 Posts |
Posted - 11/04/2007 : 23:45:20
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Out of the blue.
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Tombstone Blues
Earthsea
2260 Posts |
Posted - 11/04/2007 : 23:51:25
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Of war and peace the truth just twists,its curfew gull just glides
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gcrkfrd
Barsoom
USA
441 Posts |
 Posted - 12/04/2007 : 04:51:07
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| On the Road to Californy, it was a Long, and Tedious Journey |
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Tombstone Blues
Earthsea
2260 Posts |
Posted - 12/04/2007 : 04:57:01
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| Upon four-legged forest clouds,the cowboy angel rides |
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gcrkfrd
Barsoom
USA
441 Posts |
Posted - 12/04/2007 : 05:04:55
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Then Cowboy, change your ways Today, or with us you will ride
Trying to catch the Devils Herd, across these endless Skies |
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Tombstone Blues
Earthsea
2260 Posts |
Posted - 12/04/2007 : 05:14:37
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| With his candle lit into the sun, though its glow is waxed in black. |
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gcrkfrd
Barsoom
USA
441 Posts |
Posted - 12/04/2007 : 05:25:14
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All the Gold in California, is in a Bank,
in the middle of Beverly Hills, in somebody elses name. |
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Tombstone Blues
Earthsea
2260 Posts |
Posted - 12/04/2007 : 05:35:01
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All except when 'neath the trees of Eden
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gcrkfrd
Barsoom
USA
441 Posts |
Posted - 13/04/2007 : 20:38:45
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| Life, has it's little ups and downs |
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Tombstone Blues
Earthsea
2260 Posts |
Posted - 13/04/2007 : 20:41:32
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The lamppost stands with folded arms, its iron claws attached
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gcrkfrd
Barsoom
USA
441 Posts |
Posted - 14/04/2007 : 18:23:05
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| Everybody's gone away, they're all moving to L.A. |
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Tombstone Blues
Earthsea
2260 Posts |
Posted - 14/04/2007 : 18:38:01
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To curbs 'neath holes where babies wail, though it shadows metal badge
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gcrkfrd
Barsoom
USA
441 Posts |
Posted - 14/04/2007 : 23:43:40
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| Has a Pretty little Flower Bed of White Gardenias |
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Tombstone Blues
Earthsea
2260 Posts |
Posted - 14/04/2007 : 23:51:42
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| All and all can only fall, with a crashing but meaningless blow |
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gcrkfrd
Barsoom
USA
441 Posts |
Posted - 14/04/2007 : 23:55:14
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I've got a lot of Crazy Friends,
and they forgive me, of my Sins. |
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Tombstone Blues
Earthsea
2260 Posts |
Posted - 14/04/2007 : 23:58:26
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| No sound ever comes from the Gates of Eden |
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gcrkfrd
Barsoom
USA
441 Posts |
Posted - 15/04/2007 : 00:12:51
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And Jesus Loves Me, yes I Know,
So I keep on, Rolling with the Flow. |
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Tombstone Blues
Earthsea
2260 Posts |
Posted - 15/04/2007 : 00:20:13
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It's true that all the men you knew were dealers who said they were through with dealing
Every time you gave them shelter
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gcrkfrd
Barsoom
USA
441 Posts |
Posted - 15/04/2007 : 16:48:13
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| I flew past LaBrea, Schwabs', and Crescent Heights, |
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Tombstone Blues
Earthsea
2260 Posts |
Posted - 15/04/2007 : 17:27:39
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I know that kind of man, It's hard to hold the hand of anyone
who is reaching for the sky just to surrender,
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Daveb
Earthsea
2521 Posts |
Posted - 15/04/2007 : 19:44:16
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| It's a rock n rock suicide |
We're all doomed!
Head for the hills before they start heading for you! |
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gcrkfrd
Barsoom
USA
441 Posts |
Posted - 15/04/2007 : 19:44:43
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| She called Me, Baby, Baby, all night long |
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Tombstone Blues
Earthsea
2260 Posts |
Posted - 15/04/2007 : 20:48:37
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And then sweeping up the jokers that he left behind you find he did not leave you very much
not even laughter
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It's the same old song (reprise)