My main squeeze of 39 years has had to take a job requiring that she relocate to Walnut Creek, CA, where we have now kept a small apartment since Sept 2008 (our home is in Las Vegas). I now only get to be with her every month or so for a few days at a time. We call it "the Southwest Airlines / Virgin America Marriage." We are far luckier than a lot of people in this economy, but it just crushes me to be without her so much.
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ALABAMA WOMAN
ReplyDeleteShe’s my Alabama Woman
And I love her so.
Well, I met her down in B’ham
Many years ago.
I’m one lucky dawg to hook up
With my Southern Belle,
And it just keeps getting’ better
Since the day I fell
For my Alabama Woman,
She’s a Rollin’ Tide,
Lookin’ mighty good in Crimson
Tuscaloosa pride.
Well, the night that I first met her
She just blew my mind.
How could anyone look so good
And be so smart and kind?
Yeah, my Alabama Woman
Got inside my soul.
Sweet Home Alabama Woman
Put me on a roll.
Red hot Heart of Dixie lover
Make the world all right,
All I ever wanna do
Is Rock with you all night.
Well, she came down off the farm
To take the world by storm.
They ain’t never been a woman
Been in finer form.
I was livin’ kinda lost, but,
Boy, did I get found, and
I Praise The Lord
She keeps my flaky ass around.
Sweet Home Alabama Woman
Got inside my heart.
Yeah, my Alabama Woman
Was my whole new start.
Well, my Sweet Magnolia Honey
Make the world all right,
All I ever wanna do
Is Roll with you all night.
Words & Music by Bobby Gladd
Copyright © 1994, 2010, All Rights Reserved.
SILVER
ReplyDeleteI blink my eyes,
It’s been twenty five years;
Barrels of laughs
And a bucket of tears.
We’ve blowed a few tires,
Stripped a few gears,
But, baby, just gimme
Twenty five more years.
Now, we both know
There’s no guarantee,
’Cept the one at the End,
Good Lordy, me.
But, under the table
And under the sheets,
The world’s OK
When I can feel them feets.
We’ve got the silver,
Goin’ for gold.
Never been boring,
Never gets old.
Since the first day I met ’cha
I been totally sold.
Now, the silver’s in the pocket
And we’re goin’ for Gold.
Ninety one hundred
And thirty one nights.
A mess of good lovin’
And eight or nine fights.
Got a big fire burnin’ up
All my fears,
Pretty baby, just gimme
Twenty five more years.
We’ve got the silver,
Goin’ for gold.
Never gets boring,
Never grows cold.
Just a couple of kiddies
With a few gray hairs,
I’ll be chasin’ ya
Long as I can climb them stairs.
We’ve got the silver,
Goin’ for gold.
Never been boring,
Never ever gets old.
Since the first day I met ’cha
I been totally sold.
Now, the silver’s in the bank,
Savin’ up for Gold.
I blink my eyes,
Twenty five short years;
A flood of good giggles
And a trickle of tears.
We throwed a few breakers
On the long ride here,
But, baby, just gimme
Twenty five more --
You’re the one I live and die for,
Pretty Momma, just
Gimme twenty five more years.
Words & Music by Bobby Gladd
Copyright © 1998, 2010, All Rights Reserved.
LUCKY DAWG
ReplyDelete(a.k.a. “Fine Whine”)
I wake up ev'ry mornin',
You're the first thing on my mind,
Sweet thoughts of you,
They get me through my day.
Kinda hard to focus
On the other stuff at hand, but,
Y'know that's such a
Minor price to pay.
In a world so full of
Loneliness and doubt,
I think of us, and
I just gotta shout
I'm one lucky dawg to have a girl like you,
It just blows my mind,
Can this all be true?
I'm one lucky dawg,
That's all I gotta say...
Midway through my day,
If I could only have my way,
I’d put the world on ‘pause’
And hold you close.
I know that just can’t be,
Yeah, I know you must be free,
But I just seem to never
Get my dose.
In a world where many lovers
Get it wrong,
We are so right,
You are my only song, and,
I'm one lucky dawg to have a girl like you,
It just blows my mind,
That this could be true.
I'm one lucky dawg,
That's all I gotta say...
Last thing in the evenin’
As I’m slippin’ off to sleep,
I’m restin’ on the pillow
Of your heart.
The only dreams that matter
Are the dreams
I dream of you,
Especially in the times
When we’re apart.
And, if I get to feelin’
Too alone,
Gotta focus on
The precious love we’ve grown,
’Cause I'm one lucky dawg to have a girl like you,
It just blows my mind,
That it’s really true.
I’m a lucky dawg,
I don’t’ know what else I can say...
[modulate up a whole step]
I'm a lucky dawg to have a girl like you,
It just blows my mind,
That it’s really true.
I been one lucky dawg,
Since the night You came my way...
Words & Music by Bobby Gladd
Copyright © 2010, All Rights Reserved.
WRONG ENOUGH TO LOVE YOU JUST RIGHT
ReplyDeleteYou’ve heard all the whispers,
Seen all the stares,
And wished they could
Just find the time
For minding their own affairs.
A gold mine for rumours, they
“Somehow can’t see”
So fine a Lady
Eye to eye with a poor boy like me,
But, baby,
This love is real love,
Tenderly strong,
The feeling so bright,
The vision so long.
The ones who deny us
Are all bark and no bite, ‘cause
If I’m wrong for you,
I’m just wrong enough
To love you just right.
My kind are humble,
And a little too loud.
You’d never stumble at all
In the midst of an elegant crowd.
My very own Angel,
Sent straight from above,
Never before has a man
Been ever quite so much in love,
’Cause we know
This love is real love,
Simple and free,
The passion is holy,
As deep as the sea, oh,
The ones who ask “why”
Just won’t affect us tonight, ‘cause
If I’m wrong for you,
I’m just wrong enough
To love you just right.
Words & Music by Bobby Gladd
© 1980, 2010, All Rights Reserved.
YOU'D BE MY LADY
ReplyDeleteI just knew
You were The One,
Don't ask me how,
It all sounds crazy.
I just knew
You'd be my Lady.
I fell real fast,
And I'm still fallin'.
I jumped right in,
No need for stallin'.
I just knew
You'd be my Lady.
I was livin' inside my shell,
Wonderin' if you'd ever show.
Suddenly I could tell,
But, how did we really know?
I saw your face,
I heard your voice,
My knees went weak,
And there really was no choice.
I just knew
You'd be my Lady.
I just knew
You had my heart,
This had to be,
And we both felt it
From the start.
I just knew
You'd be my Lady.
Words & Music by Bobby Gladd
© 1978, 2010, All Rights Reserved.
I COULD GET BY
ReplyDeleteI could get by
Without your love,
But, I'd have one hell of a time.
I get up each morning
And kiss your picture,
Thankful that you're still mine.
I could get by, but
Just perish the thought,
'Cause I don't wanna go there.
I wears me down
When you're gone so long,
But, who ever said life was fair?
I can deal with it,
Given no choice,
But, it puts my soul on ice.
I can get by,
Though the cost ain't free,
I'll keep on payin’ the price.
I can get by
Without your touch,
But only for so long.
Baby, come home,
Let's draw the curtains
And move this tune along.
You been in my heart
Such a long, long time,
But it still feels so brand new.
Keeps me reelin'
When you're far away,
Hardly know just what to do.
I could get by
If you never came back,
If you needed to be free.
I’d give my very life for you,
Baby, can you truly see?
I could get by
Without your love, but
I don’t need the test,
Of all the good
I’ve had in life,
You are by far the best.
I would get by, but
Lord, don’t make me try.
Words & Music by Bobby Gladd
Copyright © 2010, All Rights Reserved.