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Pastimes : A CENTURY OF LIONS/THE 20TH CENTURY TOP 100 -- Ignore unavailable to you. Want to Upgrade?

To: Tom Clarke who wrote (1159)	11/2/1999 12:23:00 AM
From: Neocon	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 3246

That is true, although a least a couple are really Willy Nelson's....Anyway, I cannot put on Patsy and leave off Hank Williams, and I am already over the 100 limit.......

To: Tom Clarke who wrote (1159)	11/2/1999 1:22:00 AM
From: Edwarda	Respond to of 3246

Although I find Patsy Cline more intriguing, Judy Collins influenced her own generation quite profoundly. To grab the baton of posting lyrics from Neocon: SUITE: JUDY BLUE EYES- Crosby, Stills, Nash and Young It's getting to the point, where I'm no fun anymore. I am sorry. Sometimes it hurts so badly I must cry out loud, I am lonely. I am yours, you are mine, you are what you are, You make it hard. Remember what we've said, and done, and felt about each other; oh babe, have mercy. Don't let the past remind us of what we are not now; I am not dreaming. I am yours.....hard. Tearing your-self away from me now, you are free and I am crying. This does not mean, I don't love you; I do. That's forever; yes, and for always.. I am yours.....hard . Something inside is telling me that I've got your secret; are you still list'ning? Fear is the lock and laughter the key to your heart; and I love you. I am yours you.....hard, and you make it hard. Friday evening Sunday in the afternoon; what have you got to lose? Tuesday morning please, be gone, I'm tired of you... what have you got to lose? Can I tell it like it is? Listen to me baby. It's my heart that's a-suff'rin'; it's a dyin' and that's what I have to lose. I've got an answer; I'm going to fly away; what have I got to lose? Will you come see me, Thursdays and Saturdays), what have you got to lose? Chestnut-brown canary, ruby throated sparrow, sing a song, don't be long, thrill me to the marrow. Voices of the angels, ring around the moonlight; Asking me, said she's so free, how can you catch the sparrow. Lacy lilting lyric, losing love lamenting; Change my life, make it right, be my lady.