Dark Star

8 Comments

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   BooMan on July 21, 2009 at 1:24 am

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   BooMan on July 21, 2009 at 1:30 am

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   BooMan on July 21, 2009 at 1:37 am

   I was about eight row from the front for this performance in Hampton Roads in 1988.

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   BooMan on July 21, 2009 at 1:50 am

   I was only six, but this was just up the road.  My parents really should have taken me.

   If I had a gun for every ace I have drawn,
   I could arm a town the size of Abilene
   Don’t you push me baby, because I’m holdin’ low
   And you know I’m only in it for the gold

   All that I am asking for is ten gold dollars
   And I could pay you back with one good hand
   You can look around about the wide world over
   And you’ll never find another honest man.

   Last fair deal in the country,Sweet Suzie,
   Last fair deal in the town
   Put your gold money where your love is baby,
   Before you let my deal go down

   Don’t you push me baby, cause I’m holdin’ low
   And I know a little something you won’t ever know
   Don’t you touch hard liquor, just a cup of cold coffee
   Gotta get up in the morning and go

   Everybody’s prayin’ and drinkin’ that wine
   I can tell the Queen of Diamonds by the way she shines
   Come to daddy on the inside straight,
   Well I got no chance of losin’ this time

   Last fair deal in the country,
   Last fair deal in the town
   Put your gold money where your love is baby,
   Before you let my deal go down

   Everybody’s prayin’ and drinkin’ that wine
   I can tell the Queen of Diamonds by the way she shines
   Come to daddy on the inside straight,
   Well I got no chance of losin’ this time.

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   BooMan on July 21, 2009 at 1:59 am

   Let me learn to play guitar like this:

   Althea told me upon scrutiny that my back might need protection.
   I told althea that treachery was tearing me limb from limb.
   Althea told me better cool down boy, settle back, easy jim.

   You may be saturdays child, all alone, moving with a tinge of grace.
   You may be a clown in the burying ground, or just another pretty face.
   You may meet the fate on ophelia, sleeping and penchence to dream.
   Honest to the point of recklessness, self-centered in the extreme.

   Aint nobody messing with you, but you, your friends are getting most concerned.
   Loose with the truth, baby, its your fire, but baby dont get burned.
   When the smoke has cleared, she said, thats what she said to me.
   Gonna want a bed to lay your head and a little sympathy.

   There are things you can replace, and others you cannot.
   The time has come to weigh those things.
   This space is getting hot, you know this space is getting hot.

   I told althea Im a roving son, and I was born to be a bachelor.
   Althea told me, okay, thats fine, so now Im trying to catch her.
   Cant talk to you without talking to me, were guilty of the same old thing.
   Been talking alot about less and less and forgetting the love we bring.

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   BooMan on July 21, 2009 at 2:13 am

   Long distance runner, what you standin there for?
   Get up, get out, get out of the door
   Your playin cold music on the barroom floor
   Drowned in your laughter and dead to the core.
   Theres a dragon with matches thats loose on the town
   Takes a whole pail of water just to cool him down.

   Fire! fire on the mountain!

   Almost ablaze still you dont feel the heat
   It takes all you got just to stay on the beat.
   You say its a livin, we all gotta eat
   But youre here alone, theres no one to compete.
   If mercys a busness, I wish it for you
   More than just ashes when your dreams come true.

   Fire! fire on the mountain!

   Long distance runner, what you holdin out for?
   Caught in slow motion in a dash for the door.
   The flame from your stage has now spread to the floor
   You gave all you had. why you wanna give more?
   The more that you give, the more it will take
   To the thin line beyond which you really cant fake.

   Fire! fire on the mountain!

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   KNUCKLEHEAD on July 21, 2009 at 3:12 am

   BooMan,
   Cool run.
   It`s good that you also included his poetry.

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   BooMan on July 21, 2009 at 12:01 pm