Warning: Take no strong medication or drink before consuming video. Unless it is already too late.
Note the dime-a-ride sidewalk pony at 3:36! At six years of age in my Hopalong Cassidy uniform, I loved that pony more than life itself.
Warning: Take no strong medication or drink before consuming video. Unless it is already too late.
Note the dime-a-ride sidewalk pony at 3:36! At six years of age in my Hopalong Cassidy uniform, I loved that pony more than life itself.
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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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Is this you, Gerard? So cute!
A 4 string electric dobro bass.
Can’t say I ever saw that before.
The toon blows.
Don’t it!! Reminds me of that narcissistic, tattooed, self serving and talentless hillbilly gathering called the CMAs which seems to pop up every 2-3 months or so and last night. If there is any talent in that shitshow it might be found among the corralled models who sing along with the freaks on the stage. My God, what a passel of posers.
Always loved that Primus song but first
time actually seeing video. Ah…wow, glad I’m sober.
That’s a great picture of you Gerard! Almost all of the early photos of me are gone. Burned up in a house fire one of my screwy cousins started to cover up an illegal activity he was involved in. Fire cops who investigated called the mess “suspicious”.
Take good care of that photo you posted Gerard. It’s a keeper indeed! On second thought the three letter goons could use that picture as evidence you are a gun nut and dangerous domestic threat. F**K them to hell.
My 3 year old grandson loves his cowboy outfit, the hat, belt, guns, boots, he loves it when I play cowboy songs, at that age they just drink everything right up, so I look on YouTube for cowboy songs and video clips but it’s kind of hard to find good ones. If anyone knows of any please let me know. Pirate sea shanties too. Anything that’s the real thing would be appreciated! Thank you!
Hi LP, for school last year my kids had a couple of good sea shanties: “The Wellerman” is a good place to start, there are a lot of fun versions people have done plus anyone singing that one probably has a few more. Another one we did was “Haul on the Bowline”.
thanks julie!
After dinner.
Mary’s at Tai Chi.
I knock back a few.
Then a few more before coming in to check the computer.
HMMM… maybe another gorgeous chick on a bike?
Saw the warning too late.
Actually, I dug the shit kickin’ shit outta’ that.
JWM
The Meijer stores scattered around the Midwest still offer one cent pony rides. It’s fun to see the kids riding that horse. Many folks put pennies on the horse’s stand, just in case one needs a penny for the ride.
There is quite a body of serious and enduring literature set in the (no so) Old West. I recommend the late Elmer Kelton’s The Time It Never Rained and his series beginning with The Good Ol’ Boys. And who doesn’t crack a smile at the video of Bing and friends singing I’m an Old Cowhand?
So you want serious and enduring literature on the not so old American West? If you’re serious, order a copy of J. W. Wilbarger’s “Indian Depredations In Texas”.
In roughly 400 pages you’ll read details of raids, attacks, murders and brutality against settlers from 1836-1875 (+/- a few years) and of efforts by citizens, the military and the Texas Rangers to catch and kill those Indians, generally Comanches, Kiowas and Kiowa-Apaches but which, in a few instances, were other tribes that were supposedly allies with settlers and the military.
Some of Wilbarger’s family suffered from those attacks and I believe that may his father or uncle…some male family member… was scalped and eventually, years later, died from that event. Wilbarger compiled reports from eye witnesses and it took him a couple of decades, maybe longer, to complete his book which is not all inclusive by any means.
He writes in an almost Victorian style but his book may well be the only graphic record of those events and for folks who are interested in the Indian problems of those days the book is an excellent reference.
Jeez, Jack. You’re making my summer reading list long enough to last ’til Xmas. But thanks for the recommendation.
I had the Davy Crockett stuff, complete with tent, play gun and coonskin cap. Probably the reason I’m slightly warped.