NFR Music Lyrics Game....Who's In?

some kind of fishing song...had to look it up...ain't sayin' a thing
greg brown "fishin with bill"

Man what a winter
Sorrow wide and deep
Is it just the media industry or the whole country
That is turning into sheep?
I wanna go to a good place
With a friend of mine
Cast our souls out in the river
And watch the whole deal shine
Some little crick in Massachusetts, just over the hill
Oh I, I'm goin' fishin' with Bill

Well, Bill, I bet he is a good fly caster
He grew up on these eastern brooks
Me, I grew up on the midwestern cricks
Casting crappie flies for chubs and such
But in my young imagination
I watched a Number 20 Coachman settle down
Sitting by the stove in that little library
Reading Roderick L. Haig Brown
I never did fish in Vancouver. I probably never will
I don't care. I'm goin' fishin' with Bill

Well, it's a long and noble tradition
Catching trout on the fly
When you're done, with the setting of the sun
Gonna drink a little bourbon if you're dry
See some folks out on the river
Cool, scientific and clean
They look like everything just kinda stuck to them
The last time they walked through ol' L. L
Sittin' in a bar in Brattleboro
Thinkin' about one of his songs
The rain was pourin' down, and I was pourin' it down
And all I could do was hum along
We've talked about goin' fishin' so often
At some party when the gig was done
Well, life slips by like a little dry fly
Sliding down a deep slick run
So let us stand steady like an old mill
Oh I, I'm goin' fishin' with Bill

Maybe Handsome Molly will pass by
As we cast away the hours
Somewhere on a river somewhere far away
From stupid people in positions of power
Someday when we ain't folk singers
Flyin' through the friendly skies
We won't be waiting for the big break
Or anything except the evening rise
On some spring crick in Wisconsin or maybe the Batten Kill
Oh I, I'm goin' fishin' with Bill
I'm goin' fishin' with Bill...um um um
I'm goin' fishin' with Bill...yes, I am
I'm goin' fishin' with Bill
 
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I never got confirmation, so I'm just going to jump in...

Maybe the easiest one. Try NOT to tap your feet and sing along with me...

Room gets suddenly still
And when you'd almost bet
You could hear yourself sweat..., he walks in
Eyes black as coal
And when he lifts his face
Every ear in the place is on him

Starting soft and slow
Like a small earthquake
And when he lets go
Half the valley shakes

Hard to pick just one verse... they are all so good!

GO!
 
I never got confirmation, so I'm just going to jump in...

Maybe the easiest one. Try NOT to tap your feet and sing along with me...

Room gets suddenly still
And when you'd almost bet
You could hear yourself sweat..., he walks in
Eyes black as coal
And when he lifts his face
Every ear in the place is on him

Starting soft and slow
Like a small earthquake
And when he lets go
Half the valley shakes

Hard to pick just one verse... they are all so good!

GO!
Neil Diamond right?
 

Skip Enge

Active Member
Staff member
What's there to live for
Who needs the peace corps
Think I'll just drop
I'll go to Frisco
Buy a wig and sleep
On Owsley's floor


Cleaning up my mess...easy one
"Who Needs the Peace Corps"
From" We're Only in it for the Money, 1968
Frank Zappa and the Mothers of Invention


It was on page 18 of this thread
 

Skip Enge

Active Member
Staff member
...Hannah baby was a honey of a girl
Her eyes were hazel
And her teeth were slightly curved
She took my guitar and she began to play
She sang a song to me
Stuck right in my brain
You're just a memory of a love
That used to be ...


hint: 1976
 

jamma

Active Member
"We learned punk rock in Hollywood
Drove up from Pedro
We were fucking corndogs
We'd go drink and pogo"
That's the Minutemen but I'm not sure of the song title.Is it "History Lesson"?I seem to remember them doing this song on the doc"We jam econo"where Mike barks out a laugh at a memory when they get to the corn dogs part.I wonder what he was thinking about?
 

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