So long Kenny. See you a little further down the road.
Sail away with me to another world…
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So long Kenny. See you a little further down the road.
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Who Am I? by Carl Sandburg
My head knocks against the stars.
My feet are on the hilltops.
My finger-tips are in the valleys and shores of
universal life.
Down in the sounding foam of primal things I
reach my hands and play with pebbles of
destiny.
I have been to hell and back many times.
I know all about heaven, for I have talked with God.
I dabble in the blood and guts of the terrible.
I know the passionate seizure of beauty
And the marvelous rebellion of man at all signs
reading “Keep Off.”
My name is Truth and I am the most elusive captive
in the universe.
Duty, Beauty, Liberty, Country, Honor, Family, Faith — Plus a few simple easy to follow rules for guys
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Take It Where You Find It
Men saw the stars at the edge of the sea
They thought great thoughts about liberty
Poets wrote down words that did fit
Writers wrote books
Thinkers thought about it
Take it where you find it
Can’t leave it alone
You will find a purpose
To carry it on
Mainly when you find it
Your heart will be strong
About it
Many’s the road I have walked upon
Many’s the hour between dusk and dawn
Many’s the time
Many’s the mile
I see it all now
Through the eyes of a child
Take it where you find it
Can’t leave it alone
You will find a purpose
To carry it on
Mainly when you find it
Your heart will be strong
About it
[Chorus]
Lost dreams and found dreams
In America
In America
In America
Lost dreams and found dreams
In America
In America
In America
And close your eyes
Leave it all for a while
Leave the world
And your worries behind
You will build on whatever is real
And wake up each day
To a new waking dream
Take it where you find it
Can’t leave it alone
You will find a purpose
To carry it on
Mainly when you find it
Your heart will be strong
About it
[Chorus]
Change, change come over
Change come over
Talkin’ about a change
Change, change
Change come over, now
Change, change, change come over
I’m gonna walk down the street
Until I see
My shining light
I’m gonna walk down the street
Until I see
My shining light
I’m gonna walk down the street
Until I see
My shining light
I’m gonna walk down the street
Until I see
My shining light
I see my light
See my light
See my shining light
I see my light
See my light
See my shining light
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Whuddaya know. Somewhere in the darkness, the gambler, he broke even.
Many years ago, at WE Fest, in Detroit Lakes, MN. I had my back to him, as I was security, see? But I overheard a guy ask him, “Do you ever get sick of singing, ‘You got to know when to hold up,’?”
Kenny’s reply: “Man, I am thrilled that anyone wants to hear me sing that enough to pay me.”
every hand’s a winner
And every hand’s a loser
And the best that you can hope for
is to die in your sleep
That’s been with me for thousands of dark nights. Thanks, Kenny.
For a long time, I assumed one or both of them wrote Islands in the Stream. Wrong! The Bee Gees wrote it. Cross-pollination at its finest.
Gordon Scott: great story. KR was a true gentleman artist.
Saw kenny in the 80’s
His opening act was the righteous brothers
Wonderful show
Late 80s at the Arena Theater in Houston. KR puts on a great show and as it is coming to a lose he reintroduces as a former rocker and breaks out with a very raw and classic ‘Condition’. About 1/3 of the audience jumped up and ran for the exits! The rest of us laughed our asses off.
Got to see one of his lat shows 2-3 years ago at Michael Berry’s Redneck Country Club. KR had lost some of his edge but the gratitude he expressed to that sell out crowd was exceptional. Still had a sense of humor and did a great job of telling stories of the past 60 years of doing what he enjoyed.
Kenny Rogers Roasters. Great chicken.
We Five.
RIP,Kenny
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xO1CqLpadAM
First Edition,Not We Five. Thank you,Tim. Great song,too.
I’ve been taking too many duhhh pills lately.