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Are you lonesome tonight
Do you miss me tonight
Are you sorry we drifted apart
Does your memory stray
To a brighter sunny day
When I kissed you and called you sweetheart

How can you tell me you’re lonely
And for you that the Sun don’t shine
Let me take you by the hand
And lead you through the streets of London
Show you something to make you change your mind

London’s calling to the faraway towns
Now war is declared and battle come down
London’s calling to the underworld
Come out of the cupboard, you boys and girls
London calling, now don't look to us
Phony Beatlemania has bitten the dust
London calling, see we ain't got no swing
Except for the ring of the truncheon thing

London Pride has been handed down to us,
London Pride is a flower that's free.
London Pride means our own dear town to us,
And our pride it forever will be.
Grey city,
Stubbornly implanted,
Taken so for granted
For a thousand years.
Stay, city,
Smokily enchanted,
Cradle of our memories,
Of our hopes and fears.

All the layoffs and pay cuts cripple me inside
I pay the price for living every day
Trying to keep us together with a little bit of pride
What will it take to make you stay.....

Hey, hey cripple creek ferry
butting through the overhanging trees
make way for the cripple creek ferry
the waters going down it’s a mighty tight squeeze

I see trees so green, red roses too
I see them bloom for me and you.
And I think to myself what a wonderful world.

Hey brother
There's an endless road to rediscover
Hey sister
Know that water's sweet but blood is thicker
… Oh, if the sky comes falling down
For you
There's nothing in this world I wouldn't do.

Let the sky fall
When it crumbles
We will stand tall
And face it all together....

But only love can break your heart
Try to be sure right from the start
Yes, only love can break your heart
What if your world should fall apart?

(I have lovely memories attached to most of the above cowboy influence songs, so Thank you all)

No I wont be your whipping boy
I wont be your whipping boy
Run me till my feet are sore
Break me like a little toy
But I wont be your whipping boy.....

Oh, the Deadwood stage is a-rolling on over the plains
With the curtains flappin' and the driver a-snappin' the reins
A beautiful sky, a wonderful day
Whip-crack-away, whip-crack-away, whip-crack-away.

Roll along covered wagon roll along
To the turn of your wheels I sing a song
City ladies may be fine
But give me that girl of mine
Roll along covered wagon roll along

Two wheels on my wagon
But I keep rolling along.
Those Cherokee’s are after me

I was born under a wanderin star ,
wheels are made for rollin
mules are made to pack,Ive never seen a sight
that doesn’t seem better lookin back

I aint lost I'm just wandering
Round my hometown
Memories are fresh
Round my hometown
Oh the people I have met
Are the wonders of my world
Are the wonders of my world
Are the wonders of my world....

Last night me and Kate we laid in bed
Talking about getting out
Packing up our bags, maybe heading south
I'm thirty-five, we got a boy of our own now
Last night I sat him up behind the wheel
And said, "son, take a good look around
This is your hometown"

In my little town
I grew up believing
God keeps his eye on us all
And he used to lean upon me
As I pledged allegiance to the wall
Lord, I recall my little town
Coming home after school
Flying my bike past the gates of the factories
My mom doing the laundry
Hanging out shirts in the dirty breeze
And after it rains there's a rainbow
And all of the colors are black
It's not that the colors aren't there
It's just imagination they lack
Everything's the same back in my little town.

Dont hang around and let your worries surround you
There are movie shows
Down town
Maybe you know some little places to go
Where they never close
Down town...

There, there’s a place
Where I can go
When I feel low
When I feel blue
And it's my mind
And there's no time
When I'm alone

This is the place that I come to forget you
These are the nights that I drink to regret you
These are the times I know I can't replace you
Wish that I was somewhere else
Wish that I was somewhere with

There’s a place for us
Somewhere a place for us

May be we can
Find a place to be good
And we can treat people with kindness
Find a place to be good....

Had we never loved sae kindly
Had we never loved sae blindly
Never met nor never parted
We would never hae been sae broken hearted ?

I recommend Eddie Reader's version of this Burns' classic...

What becomes of the broken-hearted
Who had love that's now departed?
I know I've got to find
Some kind of peace of mind