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Songs with "Indiana" in the lyrics
Posted on 4/9/20 at 6:36 pm
Posted on 4/9/20 at 6:36 pm
Posted on 4/9/20 at 6:45 pm to Harry Rex Vonner
"Indiana Wants Me" is a song written, composed, and originally recorded by Canadian singer-songwriter R. Dean Taylor 1970
Posted on 4/9/20 at 6:50 pm to Harry Rex Vonner
Mary Jane's Last Dance
Yes i know her harry and no you cant have her number.
Also Jason Isbell looks strangely effeminate
WHO TF DOWNVOTED TOM PETTY
quote:
She grew up in an Indiana town
Had a good-lookin' mama who never was around
But she grew up tall and she grew up right
With them Indiana boys on them Indiana nights
Yes i know her harry and no you cant have her number.
Also Jason Isbell looks strangely effeminate
WHO TF DOWNVOTED TOM PETTY
This post was edited on 4/10/20 at 1:03 pm
Posted on 4/9/20 at 7:46 pm to thatguy45
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she grew up tall
The girl I lost my virginity to was two inches taller than me :pimpin:
Posted on 4/9/20 at 9:58 pm to Harry Rex Vonner
RHCP Dani California
This post was edited on 4/9/20 at 9:59 pm
Posted on 4/10/20 at 1:04 pm to Harry Rex Vonner
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The girl I lost my virginity to was two inches taller than me :pimpin:
You got a thing for Amazons?
Posted on 4/10/20 at 2:06 pm to Harry Rex Vonner
Going Back to Indiana-The Jackson Five
Posted on 4/10/20 at 9:42 pm to Harry Rex Vonner
Talk about Me
Toby Keith
Toby Keith
Posted on 4/11/20 at 10:42 am to Harry Rex Vonner
Posted on 4/11/20 at 12:50 pm to Harry Rex Vonner
That Aldean flyover states song.
Posted on 4/11/20 at 6:26 pm to Harry Rex Vonner
Josh Ritter- Henrietta, Indiana
Henrietta, Indiana mill town
Locked the factory down and shut it up tight
My daddy and my brother and sixteen-hundred others
Lost everything they had in the night
Daddy got a taste for the hard stuff
Henrietta, Indiana was dry
We'd ride out to Putney, he'd tell me he loved me
The drive home was always so quiet
He had a devil in his eye, eye
Like a thorn in the paw
Disregard for the law
Disappointment to the Lord on high
My brother practiced preaching in the basement
Perspiration on his face 'til I knew
That something was missing, his spirit was willing
He could not believe it was true
Blessed be the poor, he said
Your treasure is on high
All of Henrietta, Indiana heard me Hallelujah
When I finally saw the devil in his eyes
Oh, the devil in his eye, eye
Like a thorn in the paw
Disregard for the law
Disappointment to the Lord on high
I was coming home late
From a midnight to eight
The radio said they'd ID'd the plates
Left three men dead
Made their escape
By now, said the sheriff
They'll be in the next state
Will we be able to catch them
Can they bring the dogs in
Can they call up the Bureau
Do they have next of kin
Cameras came to my door
I opened it wide
They thought I was crying
It was something in my eye, eye, eye
Eye, eye, eye, oh
At night I leave a bottle on the table
The Bible open to the Sermon on the Mount
Blessed be the poor of Henrietta, Indiana
But happy are the ones that get out
I think I'll drive over to Putney
The store'll be open 'til twelve
The empty parking lot, the lights
The lonely kid, the register
I see it all clear as a bell
I got a devil in my eye, eye
Like a thorn in the paw
Disregard for the law
Disappointment to the Lord on high
Eye, eye
Like a thorn in the paw
Disregard for the law
Disappointment to the Lord on high
Henrietta, Indiana mill town
Locked the factory down and shut it up tight
My daddy and my brother and sixteen-hundred others
Lost everything they had in the night
Daddy got a taste for the hard stuff
Henrietta, Indiana was dry
We'd ride out to Putney, he'd tell me he loved me
The drive home was always so quiet
He had a devil in his eye, eye
Like a thorn in the paw
Disregard for the law
Disappointment to the Lord on high
My brother practiced preaching in the basement
Perspiration on his face 'til I knew
That something was missing, his spirit was willing
He could not believe it was true
Blessed be the poor, he said
Your treasure is on high
All of Henrietta, Indiana heard me Hallelujah
When I finally saw the devil in his eyes
Oh, the devil in his eye, eye
Like a thorn in the paw
Disregard for the law
Disappointment to the Lord on high
I was coming home late
From a midnight to eight
The radio said they'd ID'd the plates
Left three men dead
Made their escape
By now, said the sheriff
They'll be in the next state
Will we be able to catch them
Can they bring the dogs in
Can they call up the Bureau
Do they have next of kin
Cameras came to my door
I opened it wide
They thought I was crying
It was something in my eye, eye, eye
Eye, eye, eye, oh
At night I leave a bottle on the table
The Bible open to the Sermon on the Mount
Blessed be the poor of Henrietta, Indiana
But happy are the ones that get out
I think I'll drive over to Putney
The store'll be open 'til twelve
The empty parking lot, the lights
The lonely kid, the register
I see it all clear as a bell
I got a devil in my eye, eye
Like a thorn in the paw
Disregard for the law
Disappointment to the Lord on high
Eye, eye
Like a thorn in the paw
Disregard for the law
Disappointment to the Lord on high
Posted on 4/12/20 at 2:29 pm to blueridgeTiger
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Kokomo Indiana
Remember my Grandpa singing this years ago. Nice song
Nice town too once you get passed the card carrying klan members
Posted on 4/12/20 at 2:30 pm to diddlydawg7
Well that's a downer. Suppose it's accurate for most towns though. Surprised the steel mill near where im from never closed
Posted on 4/12/20 at 3:48 pm to thatguy45
Yeah Ritter is generally a really happy guy, but every once in a while he releases some depressing stuff. It’s usually his best lyrical stuff though.
You already saw the lyrics to Thin Blue Flame. This one is called “The Torch Committee” and it literally sounds evil.
You already saw the lyrics to Thin Blue Flame. This one is called “The Torch Committee” and it literally sounds evil.
quote:
Good evening, may we say again
How pleased we are that you've come in
The day was long, your bed was soft
Still there's some names we're crossing off
It says here by your file you
Have been so loyal, brave, and true
We need not fret, you need not fear
And so we come to why you're here
The torch committee now confirms
The truth of rumors lately heard
That there come monsters in our midst
Well-disguised and carefully hid
Anywhere and anyone
The root of every evil done
But you will help us root them out
The torch committee has no doubt
We see your hands and legs are tied
In clearest breach of by-law five
And left here in this little room
In clearest breach of by-law two
And though you know that we take pains
The process of the law remains
All technicalities aside
You'll see our hands are also tied
For us, the job brings only pain
To see you naked in these chains
To see you naked where you stand
Where so many others have
Imagine how it feels each day
To send so many men a way
But see we've got a job and we
Must dot each "I" and cross each "T"
Something's horribly amiss
How else could you be on our list
Still we all know directive twelve
All those so named must prove themselves
To hungry mob and angry crowd
Young men making families proud
By means not meant for light of day
We wish there was a softer way
Wait, suppose that we untie
Your hands to sign upon this line
To pledge that you have always been
A patriot and citizen
Please ignore the legalese
Lawyers are my right now see
Why we're so happy that you came
Appendix three and list of names
Pardon us but we can't help
But laugh, if you could see yourself
Relax, it's always strange to see
The names on each appendix three
Brothers, fathers, sons, and wives
The ones with whom you've shared your life
Mothers, daughters, sisters, friends
Patriots and citizens
Children playing in the street
Strangers whom you chance to meet
The god to whom you chance to pray
The girl with whom you choose to stay
We know the monsters, know their names
By which they go and which they've changed
And every whisper that we've heard
We've read their poison, every word
How we wish that we could say
That each of them will walk away
But sadly it's the awful truth
It's them or us, it's them or you
So put your finger to the names
The only cure for fear is blame
In doing so, you're doing good
There's many called who never would
Who stuck by what they thought was right
Who disappeared by dark of night
Who disappeared into the breeze
Left no family left to grieve
There, now see, that wasn't bad
As you leave, you can be glad
That you have done your little part
To fight the monsters in the dark
But have a care, the night is cold
Take a torch before you go
And we will keep you safe and warm
That's what the torch committee’s for
This post was edited on 4/12/20 at 3:49 pm
Posted on 4/19/20 at 3:42 pm to Harry Rex Vonner
Posted on 4/20/20 at 3:55 pm to Harry Rex Vonner
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