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Cowboys

Mama's don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys,
don't let 'em pick guitars and drive them old trucks
make 'em be doctors and lawyers and such

Mama's don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys
cause they'll never stay home and they're always alone
even with someone they love

A cowboy ain't easy to love
And he's harder to hold
And it means more to him to give you a song
Than silver or gold
Budweiser buckles and soft faded Levi's
And each night begins a new day
If you can't understand him
And he don't die young
He'll probably just ride away

A cowboy loves smokey ole pool rooms
And clear mountain mornings
little warm puppies and children and girls of the night
them that don't know him won't like him
and them that do sometimes won't know how to take him
he's not wrong; he's just different
But his pride won't let him do things
to make you thing he's right

Mama's don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys,
don't let 'em pick guitars and drive them old trucks
make 'em be doctors and lawyers and such

Mama's don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys
cause they'll never stay home and they're always alone
even with someone they love

بنزين

Happiness is a State of Mind

القبس 17/3/2006

Thanks for the memories

Now put your cloths back on, take your $100 and get the hell out of here!

Lumberjack Song

Al Watan 10/3/2006

When I saw the article I was reminded of something.

I’m a big fan of the old British comedy series “Monty Python,” In one of Monty Python’s episodes that was a song sung by one the actors called the “Lumberjack song.”

The lumberjack song starts off with someone who wants to give up what he’s doing right now and become a lumberjack. The only twist is that the lyrics of the song go south and it starts to show what the true feeling of this guy really are. I took the liberty of highlighting the verses that might apply to the article and picture above.

Lumberjack Song

I'm a lumberjack, and I'm okay.
I sleep all night. I work all day.

I cut down trees. I eat my lunch.
I go to the lavatory.
On Wednesdays I go shoppin'
And have buttered scones for tea.

I cut down trees. I skip and jump.
I like to press wild flowers.
I put on women's clothing
And hang around in bars.

I cut down trees. I wear high heels,
Suspendies, and a bra.
I wish I'd been a girlie,
Just like my dear Mama

Sorry for the inconvenience.

Thank you super-falcon

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