Stars

by Rawclyde !

Everyday after dinner

I wait for day

To go away

I can hardly wait

To dwell with the stars

& my heart’s guitars

Twanging for her

As I lay on the ground

Blanket thrown down

Is it really

To no avail

To once more set sail

To be

At her tattoo side

To get balled-out as “Creepy Clyde”?

In the starry trembling-train night

Ahh, the mighty dreams

Ohhh, the flighty schemes…

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Text Copyright Clyde Collins 2016

Drummer Photo Copyright Clyde Collins 2016

Art by Giacobino & Fedini at Deviant Art

(color modified considerably) & by Disney

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Newspaper Office

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by Elvis Bojangles

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You never have to feel bad again

You got four men and a ghost with a grin

Working for you

Working for you

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Might as well celebrate with everything that you do

With a crew like this at your back it’s nothing but true

Working for you

Working for you

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We love you so much we are all crazy

We love you so much we are all lazy

Working for you

Working for you

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We never get payed but pure satisfaction

What we do is not subtraction

Working working working

For you

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Any distance ‘tween you and us

Means nothing as we work & cuss

Getting it done

Getting it done

For you

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We know good fortune can be kinda scary

Coming all at once might make one leery

Grab a handful of air

Know that we are there

See nothing with a glance

But when you dance

Working for you

Working for you

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They Call The Wind Mariah

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Way out west, they got a name
For rain and wind and fire
The rain is Tess, the fire’s Joe and
They call the wind Mariah

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Mariah blows the stars around
And sends the clouds a-flying
Mariah makes the mountain sound
Like folks are up there dying

Mariah

They call the wind

Mariah

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Before I knew Mariah’s name
And heard her wail and whining
I had a girl and she had me
And the sun was always shining

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But then one day I left my girl
I left her far behind me
And now I’m lost, I’m oh so lost
Not even God can find me

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I hear they got a name for rain
And wind and fire only
When you’re lost and all alone
There ain’t no words but lonely

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I’m a lost and lonely man
Without a star to guide me
Mariah, please blow her love to me
I need my girl beside me

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Mariah

Oh Mariah

I’m lonely can’t you see

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Mariah

Oh Mariah

Blow her love to me!

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Aleenah

http://www.aleenah.com/index.html

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Mariah Carey

http://artists.letssingit.com/mariah-carey-jcb8n/albums

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“They Call The Wind Mariah” was originally written by Alan J. Lerner, music by Frederick Loewe, for their 1951 Broadway musical, Paint Your Wagon.

wikipedia

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editor

Rawclyde

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The Mirror Of Your Mind

Watch out!  It’s Skeleton Man!

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Whose that fool lookin’ back at you

In the mirror of your mind

Could it be the one you see

 Whose name you’ve often signed

Can you place the familiar face

You thought you left behind

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Take a real good look

In the mirror of your mind

Take a real good look

In the mirror of your mind

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Whose that clown that’s bringing you down

In the mirror of your mind

Whose the one that son of a gun

Who treats you so unkind

Open your eyes & realize

How long you have been blind

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Take a real good look

In the mirror of your mind

Take a real good look

In the mirror of your mind

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And realize that beauty lies

In the eyes of the beholder

And nobody is out to do you any harm

You can’t go on crying

On somebody else’s shoulder

When the helping hand is on the other hand

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Things in all directions

Are only your reflections

Everywhere you go

You’ve got to reap just what you sow

All the world is about you

Is within & without you

The things that you have hated

They’re the things that you’ve created

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Hey!

Mirror mirror on the wall

Whose the scariest one of all

Mirror mirror in my mind

Won’t you won’t you help me find THE TRUTH

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I’d give everything I own

To find The Truth

Who I am & what I’m doing

What I am & why

Everything I touch I ruin

I don’t know why I try

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I keep lookin’ for The Truth

Won’t you

Won’t you

Won’t you

Help me find The Truth

People tell me come join the crowd

We think we’ve found the way

What they are shouts so loud

That I can’t hear what they say

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I’m talkin’ about The Truth

Where in the world do you go to find The Truth

Seems I heard somebody mention

I don’t know where or when

Switch a little part of your attention

From the outside to withinnnnnnn!

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Whose that fool lookin’ back at you

In the mirror of your mind

I wanna know

Could it be the one whose name you’ve often signed

Can you place the familiar face

You thought you left behind

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Take a real good look

In the mirror of your mind

Take a darn good look

In the mirror of your mind

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Mirror mirror in my mind

Won’t you won’t you help me find

The Truth

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sung & written by Joe South

1940-2012

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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HY_0eGKPPzo

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Let It Be

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When I find myself in times of trouble
Mother Mary comes to me
Speaking words of wisdom, let it be

And in my hour of darkness
She is standing right in front of me
Speaking words of wisdom, let it be
Yeah, let it be, let it be, let it be, let it be
Whisper words of wisdom, let it be

When the broken hearted people
Living in the world agree
There will be an answer, let it be

For though they may be parted
There is still a chance that they will see
There will be an answer, let it be
Yeah, let it be, let it be, let it be, let it be
There will be an answer, let it be

Yeah, let it be, let it be, let it be, let it be
You know there’s gonna be an answer, let it be

And when the night is cloudy
There is still a light that shines on me
Shine on until tomorrow, let it be

I wake up to the sound of music
Mother Mary comes to me
Speaking words of wisdom, let it be

Let it be, oh no, let it be, let it be, let it be
There will be an answer, let it be, let it be
You know there’s gonna be an answer, let it be
Oh, let it be

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sung by Paul McCartney

art by Lajuls

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A Princess Of Mars

When I kiss thee

On ye

Dimpled knee

Let it be

Let it be

Let it be

It is only me

Being free

Adoring thee

Let it be

Let it be

Let it be

My eyes overflow with stars

My soul twangs a thousand guitars

You are my Princess of Mars!

Let it be

Let it be

Let it be

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Rawclyde!

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artwork via

Dynamite Comics & Vinicius Menezes

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seeking the blessings of

Edgar Rice Burroughs

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I Am I Said

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L.A.’s fine, the sun shines most the time
And the feeling is “layed back”
Palm trees grow and rents are low
But you know I keep thinkin’ about
Making my way back
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Well I’m New York City born and raised
But nowadays
I’m lost between two shores
L.A.’s fine, but it ain’t home
New York’s home
But it ain’t mine no more
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“I am,” I said
To no one there
And no one heard at all
Not even the chair
“I am,” I cried
“I am,” said I
And I am lost and I can’t
Even say why
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Did you ever read about a frog
Who dreamed of bein’ a king
And then became one
Well except for the names
And a few other changes
If you talk about me
The story’s the same one
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But I got an emptiness deep inside
And I’ve tried
But it won’t let me go
And I’m not a man who likes to swear
But I never cared
For the sound of being alone
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“I am,” I said
To no one there
And no one heard at all
Not even the chair
“I am,” I cried
“I am,” said I
And I am lost and I can’t
Even say why
“I am,” I said
“I am,” I cried
“I am,” I said
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sung & written by Neil Diamond
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My Sweet Lord

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My sweet Lord
 My Lord
 My Lord
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I really want to see you
Really want to be with you
Really want to see you Lord
But it takes so long, my Lord
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My sweet Lord
 My Lord
 My Lord
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I really want to know you
Really want to go with you
Really want to show you Lord
That it won’t take long, my Lord (hallelujah)
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My sweet Lord (hallelujah)
 My Lord (hallelujah)
My sweet Lord (hallelujah)
.
I really want to see you
Really want to see you
Really want to see you, Lord
Really want to see you, Lord
But it takes so long, my Lord (hallelujah)
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My sweet Lord (hallelujah)
My Lord (hallelujah)
My, my, my Lord (hallelujah)
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I really want to know you (hallelujah)
Really want to go with you (hallelujah)
Really want to show you Lord (aaah)
That it won’t take long, my Lord (hallelujah)
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Hmmm (hallelujah)
My sweet Lord (hallelujah)
My, my, Lord (hallelujah)
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My lord (hare Krishna)
My, my, my Lord (hare Krishna)
Oh my sweet Lord (Krishna, Krishna)
Ohhh (hare hare)
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Now, I really want to see you (hare rama)
Really want to be with you (hare rama)
Really want to see you Lord (aaah)
But it takes so long, my Lord (hallelujah)
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My Lord (hallelujah)
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My, my, my Lord (hare Krishna)
My sweet Lord (hare Krishna)
My sweet Lord (Krishna Krishna)
My Lord (hare hare)
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.(Gurur Brahma)
 (Gurur Vishnu)
(Gurur Devo)
(Maheshwara)
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My sweet Lord (Gurur Sakshaat)
My sweet Lord (Parabrahma)
My, my, my Lord (Tasmayi Shree)
My, my, my, my Lord (Guruve Namah)
My sweet Lord (Hare Rama)
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Hare Krishna!
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.My sweet Lord (hare Krishna)
My sweet Lord (Krishna Krishna)
My Lord (hare hare)
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George Harrison
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Brother Love’s Traveling Salvation Show

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Hot August night
And the leaves hanging down
And the grass on the ground smellin’ sweet
Move up the road to the outside of town
And the sound of that good gospel beat
Sits a ragged tent
Where there ain’t no trees
And that gospel group tellin’ you and me
It’s Love, Brother Love, say
Brother Love’s Traveling Salvation Show
Pack up the babies and grab the old ladies
And ev’ryone goes, ’cause everyone knows
Brother Love’s show
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Room gets suddenly still
And when you’d almost bet
You could hear yourself sweat, he walks in
Eyes black as coal
And when he lifts his face
Ev’ry ear in the place is on him
Starting soft and slow
Like a small earthquake
And when he lets go
Half the valley shakes
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It’s Love, Brother Love, say
Brother Love’s Traveling Salvation Show
Pack up the babies and grab the old ladies
And ev’ryone goes, ’cause everyone knows
Brother Love’s show

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Take my hand in yours
Walk with me this day
In my heart I know, I will never stray
Halle, halle, halle, halle
Halle, halle, halle, halle
It’s Love, Brother Love, say
Brother Love’s Traveling Salvation Show
Pack up the babies
And grab the old ladies and ev’ryone goes
I say, Love, Brother Love, say
Brother Love’s Traveling Salvation Show
Pack up the babies
And grab the old ladies and ev’ryone goes…

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sung by

Neil  Diamond

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1972

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3:10 to Yuma

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I want to ride again on the 3:10 to Yuma
Thats where I saw my love, the girl with the golden hair
Not a word between us was spoken, the silence never was broken
But before she left her eyes said a sad good bye, sad am I, sad am I

To think of the chance that I missed
I could cry to think of the lips left unkissed
Perhaps she’ll ride again on the 3:10 to Yuma
And I can meet my love and tell her how much I care

Though I have no reason to go there
And there’s not a soul that I know there
When the 3:10 to Yuma leaves if I have the fair
I’ll be there, I’ll be there, I’ll be there

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sung by

Frankie Lane

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Felicia Farr

3:10 to Yuma

1957

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Silent Night

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Silent night, Holy night
All is calm, all is bright
Round yon virgin, mother and child
Holy infant, tender and mild
Sleep in heavenly peace
Sleep in heavenly peace.

Silent night, Holy night
Son of God, love’s pure light
Radiant beams from thy holy face
With the dawn of redeeming grace
Jesus, Lord at thy birth
Jesus, Lord at thy birth.

Silent night, Holy night
Shepherds quake at the sight
Glories stream from heaven above
Heavenly hosts sing Hallelujah
Christ the Savior is born
Christ the Savior is born.

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Cool Clear Water

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All day I’ve faced the barren waste

Without the taste of water

Cool water

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Old Dan and I, with throats burned dry

An’ souls that cry for water

Cool

Clear

Water

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Keep a-movin, Dan

Don’t you listen to him, Dan

He’s the devil, not a man

Spreads the burning sand with water

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Dan, can you see that big green tree

Where the water’s runnin’ free

It’s waitin’ there for me and you

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The nights are cool, I’m a fool

Each star’s a pool of water

Cool water

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But with the dawn I’ll wake and yawn

And carry on to water

Water

Water

Water

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Cool

Clear

Water

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Cool

Clear

Water

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songwriter

Bob Nolan

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photos

Jennifer B Thoreson

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