Me and Bobbie McGee by a landslide this week folks. I've noticed that not
all of you are voting, and those who do regularly tend to be left-leaning.
The MP editorial staff was hoping the socially conscious 'I shot the
sheriff' would split the lefty vote with 'At the Zoo' by liberal champion
Paul Simon (who is so good even I voted for him). But art won out, though
we all know Kris K. would never have won had not Janis done his words such
justice.
What this means for November, I don't know, but I am considering granting
myself more votes (for MP; I would not run afoul of federal election laws).
I can't seem to get a winner.
Till next time...
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[5/24/04]
I Shot the Sheriff by Bob
At The Zoo - S&G
Cold Cold Heart by Hank Williams
The Cover of the Rolling Stone - Dr. Hook
**Me and Bobbie McGee - Sung by Janis (Written by Kristofferson)
**Winner of MPulitzer
Enjoy... vote early, but only once please.
I Shot the Sheriff by Bob Marley
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I shot the sheriff But I didn't shoot no deputy
I shot the sheriff But I didn't shoot no deputy.
Yeah! All around in my home town,
They're tryin' to track me down;
They say they want to bring me in guilty
For the killing of a deputy,
For the life of a deputy.
But I say: Oh, now, now.
I shot the sheriff - the sheriff.
But I swear it was in self defense.
I say: I shot the sheriff - Oh, Lord!
And they say it is a capital offence.
Sheriff John Brown always hated me,
For what, I don't know:
Every time I plant a seed,
He said kill it before it grow -
He said kill them before they grow.
And so: Read it in the news:
I shot the sheriff. Oh, Lord!
But I swear it was in self defense.
Where was the deputy?
I say: I shot the sheriff,
But I swear it was in self defense.
Freedom came my way one day
And I started out of town, yeah!
All of a sudden I saw sheriff John Brown
Aiming to shoot me down,
So I shot - I shot - I shot him down
and I say: if I am guilty I will pay.
I shot the sheriff, But I say - But I didn't shoot no deputy
I didn't shoot no deputy
I shot the sheriff- I did!
But I didn't shoot no deputy. Oh!
Reflexes had got the better of me
And what is to be must be:
Every day the bucket go to the well,
One day the bottom a-go drop out,
One day the bottom a-go drop out.
I say: I shot the sheriff.
Lord, I didn't shot the deputy.
I shot the sheriff But I didn't shoot no deputy, yeah!
At The Zoo by Simon and Garfunkel
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Someone told me
It's all happening at the zoo.
I do believe it,
I do believe it's true.
It's a light and tumble journey
From the East Side to the park;
Just a fine and fancy ramble
To the zoo.
But you can take the crosstown bus
If it's raining or it's cold,
And the animals will love it
If you do.
Somethin' tells me
It's all happening at the zoo.
The monkeys stand for honesty,
Giraffes are insincere,
And the elephants are kindly but
They're dumb.
Orangutans are skeptical
Of changes in their cages,
And the zookeeper is very fond of rum.
Zebras are reactionaries,
Antelopes are missionaries,
Pigeons plot in secrecy,
And hamsters turn on frequently.
What a gas! You gotta come and see
At the zoo.
COLD COLD HEART by Hank Williams
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I tried so hard my dear to show that you're my every dream.
Yet you're afraid each thing I do is just some evil scheme
A memory from your lonesome past keeps us so far apart
Why can't I free your doubtful mind and melt your cold cold heart
Another love before my time made your heart sad and blue
And so my heart is paying now for things I didn't do
In anger unkind words are spoke that make the teardrops start
Why can't I free your doubtful mind,and melt your cold cold heart
You'll never know how much it hurts to see you sit and cry
You know you need and want my love yet you're afraid to try
Why do you run and hide from life,to try it just ain't smart
Why can't I free your doubtful mind and melt your cold cold heart
There was a time when I believed that you belonged to me
But now I know your heart is shackled to a memory
The more I learn to care for you, the more we drift apart
Why can't I free your doubtful mind and melt your cold cold heart
THE COVER OF THE ROLLING STONE
by Dr. Hook (Written by Shel Siverstein)
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Oh, we’re big rock singers.
We got golden fingers.
And we’re loved everywhere we go.
We sing about beauty,
And we sing about truth
At ten thousand dollars a show.
We take all kinds of pills
To give us all kind of thrills,
But the thrill we’ve never known
Is the thrill that’ll getcha
When you get your picture
On the cover of the Rolling Stone.
Rolling Stone...
Wanna see my picture on the cover.
Stone...
Wanna buy five copies for my Mother.
Stone...
Wanna see my smiling face
On the cover of the Rolling Stone.
I got a freaky old lady
Named Cocaine Katy
Who embroiders all my jeans.
Got my poor old grey-haired daddy
Drivin’ my limousine.
It’s all designed to blow our minds,
But our minds won’t really get blown
Like the blow that’ll getcha
When you get your picture
On the cover of the Rolling Stone.
We gotta lotta little teenage blue-eyed groupies
Who do anything we say.
We got a genuine Indian guru
Who’s teaching us a better way.
We got all the friends that money can buy,
So we never have to be alone.
And we keep getting richer,
But we can’t get our picture
On the cover of the Rolling Stone.
Me and Bobbie McGee - Sung by Janis (Written by Kristofferson)
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Busted flat in Baton Rouge, waiting for a train
Feeling nearly faded as my jeans.
Bobby thumbed a diesel down just before it rained,
It rode us all the way to New Orleans.
I pulled my harpoon out of my dirty red bandanna,
I was playing soft while Bobby sang the blues.
Windshield wipers slapping time, I was holding Bobby's hand in mine,
We sang every song that driver knew.
Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose
And nothin' ain't worth nothin' but it's free
And feeling good was easy, Lord, when he sang the blues,
You know feeling good was good enough for me,
Good enough for me and my Bobby McGee.
From the Kentucky coal mines to the California sun,
Hey, Bobby shared the secrets of my soul.
Through all kinds of weather, through everything that we done,
Hey Bobby baby kept me from the cold.
One day up near Salinas, Lord, I let him slip away,
He's looking for that home and I hope he finds it,
But I'd trade all of my tomorrows for one single yesterday
To be holding Bobby's body next to mine.
Freedom is just another word for nothing left to lose,
Nothing, that's all that Bobby left me, yeah,
But feeling good was easy, Lord, when he sang the blues,
Hey, feeling good was good enough for me, hmm hmm,
Good enough for me and my Bobby McGee.
La la la, la la la la, la la la, la la la la
La la la la la Bobby McGee.
La la la la la, la la la la la
La la la la la, Bobby McGee, la.
La La la, la la la la la la,
La La la la la la la la la, hey now Bobby now Bobby McGee yeah.
Na na na na na na na na, na na na na na na na na na na na
Hey now Bobby now, Bobby McGee, yeah.
Lord, I'm calling my lover, calling my man,
I said I'm calling my lover just the best I can,
C'mon, where is Bobby now, where is Bobby McGee, yeah,
Lordy Lordy Lordy Lordy Lordy Lordy Lordy Lord
Hey, hey, hey, Bobby McGee, Lord!
Yeah! Whew!
Lordy Lordy Lordy Lordy Lordy Lordy Lordy Lord