h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

I was born one mornin' when the sun didn't shine
Picked up my shovel and I walked to the mine
Loaded Sixteen Tons of number 9 coal
And the straw-boss said, "Well, bless my soul"

You load Sixteen Tons, whadaya get?
Another older and deeper in debt
Saint Peter don't you call me cause I can't go
I owe my soul to the company store


Tennessee Ernie Ford

Is this the little girl I carried?
Is this the little boy at play?
I don't remember growing older.
When did they?
When did she get to be a beauty?
When did he grow to be this tall?
Wasn't it yesterday when they were small?

Sunrise, sunset.
Sunrise, sunset.
Swiftly flow the days.
Seedlings turn overnight to sunflowers,
Blossoming even as we gaze.
Sunrise, sunset.
Sunrise, sunset.
Swiftly fly the years.
One season following another,
Laden with happiness and tears.

Zero Mostel

Sorry if this is obvious, but it's beautiful.

But it’s a long, long time
From May to December
And the days grow short
When you reach September.
And the autumn weather
Turns the leaves to flame
And I haven’t got time
For the waiting game.

[September Song: written by Maxwell Anderson & Kurt Weill.]

Certainly is Jabs

The falling leaves drift by the window
The autumn leaves of red and gold
I see your lips, the summer kisses
The sun-burned hands I used to hold

Since you went away the days grow long
And soon I'll hear old winter's song
But I miss you most of all my darling
When autumn leaves start to fall

Nat King Cole and others, including a great rendition in french by Edith Piaf

LadyC!


Keys that jingle in your pocket
Words that jangle in your head
Why did summer go so quickly?
Was it something that I said?
Lovers walk along a shore
and leave their footprints in the sand
Was the sound of distant drumming
Just the fingers of your hand?
Pictures hanging in a hallway
or the fragment of a song,
half-remembered names and faces
but to whom do they belong?
When you knew that it was over
Were you suddenly aware
That the autumn leaves were turning
To the colour of her hair?

[From: The Circles of Your Mind/Michel leGrand/Thos. Crown Affair]

If a picture paints a thousand words,
Then why can't I paint you?
The words will never show the you I've come to know.
If a face could launch a thousand ships,
Then where am I to go?
There's no one home but you,
You're all that's left me too.
And when my love for life is running dry,
You come and pour yourself on me.

Bread

All I want is a photo in my wallet
A small remembrance of something more solid

Sorry, forgot to quote source!
'Picture this' by Blondie
rrrrrrr!

The Camera Never Lies

Bucks Fizz


David? Where have you been? And are you really 'a bit fed up at the moment'? What are you reading just now?

Take your time lol

If I had a talking picture of you,
I would run it every time I felt blue.
I would sit there in the gloom of my lonely little room
And applaud each time you whispered, 'I love you, love you.'

On the screen the moment you came in view
We would talk the whole thing over, we two.
I would give ten shows a day,
and a midnight matinee,
If I had a talking picture of you.


[If I Had a Talking Picture of You: Jack Hylton's Orch. - 1930]

Picture you upon my knee
Just tea for two
And two for tea
Just me for you
And you for me alone
Nobody near us to see us or hear us,
No friends or relations
On weekend vacations,
We won't have it known, dear,
That we own a telephone, dear...

Youmans, Caesar and Harbach

I got mixed up with the threads again didn't I? Sorry

Climb upon my knee Sonny boy
You are only three Sonny boy
You have no way of knowing
I have no way of showing
What you mean to me Sonny boy
When there are grey skies
I don't mind those grey skies
I'll still have you Sonny boy

[from Sonny Boy: Al Jolson]

In desperation he answers himself, bringing on a strange feeling...

I got Acute Schizophrenia, Paranoia too
Schizophrenia, Schiz-o-phren-ya
I got it, you got it,
We can't lose
Acute Schizophrenia Blues

Well they're watchin my house and they're buggin my telephone
I ain't got nobody and I'm much too scared to be on my own
Even my old dad
Lost some of the best things he ever had
His was a case of Acute Schizophrenia too


[The Kinks: Muswell Hillbillies]

This ole house once knew his children
This ole house once knew a wife
This ole house was home and comfort
As we fought the storms of life
This old house once rang with laughter
This old house heard many shouts
Now she trembles in the darkness
When the lightnin' walks about

(Ain't a-gonna need this house no longer)
(Ain't a-gonna need this house no more)
Ain't got time to fix the shingles
Ain't a-got time to fix the floor
Ain't got time to oil the hinges
Nor to mend no windowpane
Ain't a-gonna need this house no longer
She's a-gettin' ready to meet the saints

Shakin Stevens

There is a house in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun
And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy
And God I know I'm one

My mother was a tailor
She sewed my new bluejeans
My father was a gamblin' man
Down in New Orleans

Now the only thing a gambler needs
Is a suitcase and trunk
And the only time he's satisfied
Is when he's on a drunk


[Animals]

Saw them singing that live before it became a hit

New Orleans

Gary US Bonds

How old were you - 7 months?

Galveston

Glen Campbell

lol

Sorry I've confused the threads again! This is the Song Line so can I start again Jabs?


Come on everybody take a trip with me
Down the Mississippi down to New Orleans.
The honey suckle is bloomin on the honeysuckle vine
And love is blomin there all the time.
Every Southern elle is a Mississippi queen,
Down the Mississippi down in New Orleans.
Come on take a stroll down to Basin Street
And listen to the music with the Dixieland beat.

Gary US Bonds (It's my age!!)

You led me astray as well, you naughty person you!


Only one thing I did wrong
Stayed in Mississippi a day too long


Bob Dylan: Mississippi(c.1998)

Story of my life

Won't you come along with me
to the Mississippi
we'll take a boat to the land of dreams
Steam down the river, down to New Orleans

The band's there to meet us
Old friends there to greet us
Where all the proud and elite folks meet
Heaven on earth, they call it Basin Street

Ella Fitzgerald/Louis Armstrong