Kicks Just Keep Getting Harder to Find
A little nostalgia for the baby boomers...........enjoy!
By the way, that's NOT Goldie Hawn!
Wikipedia Paul Revere and the Raiders
Girl, you thought you found the answer,
On that magic carpet ride last night.
But when you wake up in the mornin',
The world still gets you uptight.
Well, there's nothin' that a-you ain't tried,
To fill the emptiness inside.
But when you come back down, girl,
Still ain't feelin' right.
Well, don't it seem like,
Kicks just keep gettin' harder to find,
And all your kicks ain't,
Bringin' you peace of mind?
Before you find out it's too late,
Girl, you better get straight,
No, but not with kicks,
You just need help, girl.
Well, you think you're gonna find yourself,
A little piece of paradise?
But it ain't happened yet,
So girl, you better think twice.
Don't you see no matter what you do,
You'll never run away from you?
And if you keep on runnin',
You'll have to pay the price,
And don't it seem like,
Kicks just keep gettin' harder to find,
And all your kicks ain't,
Bringin' you peace of mind?
Before you find out it's too late,
Girl, you better get straight,
No, you don't need kicks,
To help you face the world each day.
That road goes nowhere.
I'm gonna help you find yourself another way.
Kicks just keep gettin' harder to find
Oh, you don't need kicks, girl.
And all your kicks ain't,
Bringin' you peace of mind.
You just need help, girl.
Before you find out it's too late,
Girl, you better get straight.
And don't it seem like,
Kicks just keep gettin' harder to find.
Oh, you don't need kicks, girl.
(Fade)
And all your kicks ain't,
Bringin' you peace of mind.
Oh, you just need help, girl.
Before you find out it's too late,
Girl, you better get straight.
Eric Burden and the Animals, "House of the Rising Sun"
House of the Rising Sun
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.
Oh mother tell your children,
Not to do what I have done:
To spend your lifes in sin and misery,
In the house of the Rising Sun.
Well I got one foot on the platform,
The other foot on the train,
I'm going back to New Orleans,
To wear that ball and chain.
Well, 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.
Brook Benton "Rainy Night in Georgia"
By the way, that's NOT Goldie Hawn!
Wikipedia Paul Revere and the Raiders
Girl, you thought you found the answer,
On that magic carpet ride last night.
But when you wake up in the mornin',
The world still gets you uptight.
Well, there's nothin' that a-you ain't tried,
To fill the emptiness inside.
But when you come back down, girl,
Still ain't feelin' right.
Well, don't it seem like,
Kicks just keep gettin' harder to find,
And all your kicks ain't,
Bringin' you peace of mind?
Before you find out it's too late,
Girl, you better get straight,
No, but not with kicks,
You just need help, girl.
Well, you think you're gonna find yourself,
A little piece of paradise?
But it ain't happened yet,
So girl, you better think twice.
Don't you see no matter what you do,
You'll never run away from you?
And if you keep on runnin',
You'll have to pay the price,
And don't it seem like,
Kicks just keep gettin' harder to find,
And all your kicks ain't,
Bringin' you peace of mind?
Before you find out it's too late,
Girl, you better get straight,
No, you don't need kicks,
To help you face the world each day.
That road goes nowhere.
I'm gonna help you find yourself another way.
Kicks just keep gettin' harder to find
Oh, you don't need kicks, girl.
And all your kicks ain't,
Bringin' you peace of mind.
You just need help, girl.
Before you find out it's too late,
Girl, you better get straight.
And don't it seem like,
Kicks just keep gettin' harder to find.
Oh, you don't need kicks, girl.
(Fade)
And all your kicks ain't,
Bringin' you peace of mind.
Oh, you just need help, girl.
Before you find out it's too late,
Girl, you better get straight.
Eric Burden and the Animals, "House of the Rising Sun"
House of the Rising Sun
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.
Oh mother tell your children,
Not to do what I have done:
To spend your lifes in sin and misery,
In the house of the Rising Sun.
Well I got one foot on the platform,
The other foot on the train,
I'm going back to New Orleans,
To wear that ball and chain.
Well, 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.
Brook Benton "Rainy Night in Georgia"
Posted by TBF at 9/17/2008 12:11 AM 
Categories: History for 500 dollars
Tags: Rainy Night in Georgia Kicks House of the Rising Sun Polk Salad Annie Wooly Bully
Categories: History for 500 dollars
Tags: Rainy Night in Georgia Kicks House of the Rising Sun Polk Salad Annie Wooly Bully
"Kicks" was always one of my very, very favorite songs. However......that's the song that was playing when I hit the shetland pony. Then shortly thereafter, driving down the SAME street, it was playing on the radio and I ran over a dog. Needless to say I decided that Kicks was bad Karma for me and I turned it off every time it came on the radio. That was many, many years ago, but why push my luck? If I click and listen now, I may fall and break a hip. Or worse yet, land on the cat while breaking my hip.
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And the poor cat would lie there thinking..."My God, was that an Olds 98?" I guess you'll have to look at the picture of Mark Lindsey and be satisfied.
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