Thursday, February 28, 2013
Wednesday, February 27, 2013
.Down the street you can hear her scream you're a disgrace
As she slams the door in his drunken face
And now he stands outside
And all the neighbors start to gossip and drool
He cries oh, girl you must be mad,
What happened to the sweet love you and me had?
Against the door he leans and starts a scene,
And his tears fall and burn the garden green
And so castles made of sand fall in the sea, eventually
A little Indian brave who before he was ten,
Played war games in the woods with his Indian friends
And he built up a dream that when he grew up
He would be a fearless warrior Indian Cheif
Many moons past and more the dream grew strong until
Tomorrow he would sing his first war song and fight his first battle
But something went wrong, surprise attack killed him in his sleep that night
And so castles made of sand melts into the sea, eventually
There was a young girl, who's heart was a frown
Cause she was crippled for life,
And she couldn't speak a sound
And she wished and prayed she could stop living,
So she decided to die
She drew her wheelchair to the edge of the shore
And to her legs she smiled you wont hurt me no more
But then a sight she'd never seen made her jump and say
Look a golden winged ship is passing my way
And it really didn't have to stop, it just kept on going...
And so castles made of sand slips into the sea, eventually
Tuesday, February 26, 2013
Monday, February 25, 2013
Sunday, February 24, 2013
Posted: 23 Feb 2013 02:41 PM PST
Those of you who fit a certain age demographic as I do, probably remember that early morning Saturday television consisted of cartoons, but as the day went on, we visited the Old West. There were shows about kids and their dogs, kids and their horses, masked heroes, western heroes and their sidekicks, and loners who aimed to bring law and order to the wild, wild west.
Somehow, we were able to see good guys and bad guys, and we knew the difference. No one felt obliged to go out and have a shoot-em-up in real life. Fantasy and reality were distinct.
As I was recalling some of the old western shows, I started to think about the theme songs, those catchy tunes that signaled that your favorite cowboy or other western hero was "on the air." There were so many great examples, so I thought I would choose a few and put them into a short video.
I mostly included just snippets of the songs, but it will be enough to make anyone who shares these memories nostalgic.
So, return with me now, "to those thrilling days of yesteryear." Enjoy.
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Saturday, February 23, 2013