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Should've won an Arc too. Still, a great achievement to finish 2nd as a 29yo to the great Montjeu.
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have u heard Hudson/taylor? seem to be the new s and g.Battles is a good one by them.
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The Irish folk duo?
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I was on Tiger Hill, Mikael. Ran a good race.
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Still good...still unique and,as it happens, I am listening to a lot of '60s and onward good (sorry great) music just recently.
Check out S&Gs "Concert in Central Park"...... . https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zXzpY4uI48U I was sitting here on my own and applauded when the came on. Simply fabulous stuff.... ![]() |
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yes Kenny.
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one of 'em looks like billy fury
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Which one, for God's sake Tony?
Specsavers? |
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"Wednesday Morning 3 A.M."
I can hear the soft breathing Of the girl that I love, As she lies here beside me Asleep with the night, And her hair, in a fine mist Floats on my pillow, Reflecting the glow Of the winter moonlight. She is soft, she is warm, But my heart remains heavy, And I watch as her breasts Gently rise, gently fall, For I know with the first light of dawn I'll be leaving, And tonight will be All I have left to recall. Oh, what have I done, Why have I done it, I've committed a crime, I've broken the law. For twenty-five dollars And pieces of silver, I held up and robbed A hard liquor store. My life seems unreal, My crime an illusion, A scene badly written In which I must play. Yet I know as I gaze At my young love beside me, The morning is just a few hours away. |
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"Somewhere They Can't Find Me"
I can hear the soft breathing of the girl that I love, As she lies here beside me asleep with the night. Her hair in a fine mist floats on my pillow, Reflecting the glow of the winter moonlight. But I've got to creep down the alley way, Fly down the highway, Before they come to catch me I'll be gone. Somewhere they can't find me. Oh baby, you don't know what I've done, I've committed a crime, I've broken the law. While you were here sleeping and just dreaming of me, I held up and robbed a liquor store. But I've got to creep down the alley way, Fly down the highway, Before they come to catch me I'll be gone. Somewhere they can't find me. Oh my life seems unreal, my crime an illusion, A scene badly written in which I must play. And thought it puts me up tight to leave you, I know it's not right to leave you, When morning is just a few hours away. But I've got to creep down the alley way, Fly down the highway, Before they come to catch me I'll be gone. Somewhere they can't find me. |