"I'm a cowboy...

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scratch_king

Guest
Sometimes I feel like I've been "Tied To The Whipping Post" -The Allman Brothers Band
 
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castellano

Guest
How about for all you whiners, the song from Hee Haw....Gloom, Despair and agony on me. Oooooh
 
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pd109

Guest
Strawbs...I drew the blade across my wrist to see how it would feel
Looked into the future there was nothing to reveal
For we are just the product of the ever spinning wheel
Round and round we go round and round and round we go
Come and see me when the screw has turned another turn
Its not that I`m confused I have an awful lot to learn
But I will be the one to make you work for what you earn
Round and round we go...
 
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rushfan

Guest
"he ain't heavy-he's my brother...er...
He ain't heavy-he's a package driver...

"He's heavy....he's a feeder driver".
 
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code_5

Guest
How about the split driver's theme song, Metallica's "Wherever I May Roam"

Ooooh, Yeah Yeah !!!!
 
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ddomino

Guest
How about for the move to Atlanta: The Devil went Down to GA by Charlie Daniels?
 
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code_5

Guest
Or if you want to keep that Bon Jovi theme, "I'll Sleep When I'm Dead" ... peak season coming and all ...
 
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smf0605

Guest
trickpony and tooner ...
The song is The Truth About Men .. and it's sung by Tracy Byrd
 
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john

Guest
The song that has gone thru my head for 25 years is by a 3 piece canadian band called Triumph.

"Wizards of a modern age cast spells of
electric power

But the corporate strings that make them dance
Lead up to an ivory tower
There sit the fates in solitude,far from the public eye
No one ever sees them smile, and nothing makes them cry
Welcome to the kingdom, the land of bought and sold
A world of real-life fantasy where truths are seldom told
Try hard to remember all that glitters is not gold
You can pay the piper, but you cannot buy his soul
Its just a game,you're in it all the way
Its just a game, don't let yourself slip away
Its such a shame, I heard somebody say
Its just a game, and all I can do is...play

what do you choose , now,what do you believe,now,
Who are you gonna trust
all your dreams and fancy schemes
just crumble into dust
calm and cool and computerized, they calculate and collect
We wait and watch and wonder
Just which puppet they'll select
Like the moth, too near the flame,
Who learned his truth too late
We're all too deep into the game
that is the master of our fate
the poets and pipers have got their motives
And you've got yours,no doubt
and so the game continues
That's what it's about...
 

oldngray

nowhere special
Tub thumping by Chumbawamba.

Boom!
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