I still remember sitting at traffic light, windows down, tape was blasting:
Black Girl,
Black girl,
Don’t you lie to me
Tell me where did you sleep last night
The two black women in the car next to me did not really appreciate the song!! (LOL)
Posted on 09/27/2018 6:01:32 PM PDT by Kathy in Alaska
What’s up with you today?
It's in the lyrics.
Does Penny approve of him? :-)
It's in the lyrics.
Enjoy the tunes.
“Black Star” by touch
“Black Country Woman” by Led Zeppelin
“Black Bird” by the Beatles
I still remember sitting at traffic light, windows down, tape was blasting:
Black Girl,
Black girl,
Don’t you lie to me
Tell me where did you sleep last night
The two black women in the car next to me did not really appreciate the song!! (LOL)
Penny LOVES him. Last year, when we had no heat and it was 30 degrees in my little house, Penny and I fled to my brother’s house and slept there for a week. Penny loves to come to lessons and sleep on the floor between us as we roar out the classic Rock.
Penny loves to visit.
Black Moon, by Emerson Lake and Palmer
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z16byMOSbqQ
I would put this album on and walk my baby son to sleep to it. He’ll be 24 soon.
RIP Greg and Keith
The White Buffalo - Come Join The Murder
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xPKJEDYDjqY
“Come Join The Murder”
There’s a blackbird perched outside my window
I hear him calling
I hear him sing
He burns me with his eyes of gold to embers
He sees all my sins
He reads my soul
One day that bird he spoke to me
Like Martin Luther
Like Pericles
Come join the murder
Come fly with black
We’ll give you freedom
From the human trap
Come join the murder
Soar on my wings
You’ll touch the hand of God
And He’ll make you king
And He’ll make you king
On a blanket made of woven shadows
Flew up to Heaven
On raven’s glide
There’s angels that turn my wings to wax now
I fell like Judas, from grace tonight
And on that day he lied to me
Like Martin Luther
Like Pericles
Come join the murder
Come fly with black
We’ll give you freedom
From the human trap
Come join the murder
Soar on my wings
You’ll touch the hand of God
And He’ll make you king
And He’ll make you king
I walk among the children of my fathers
The broken wings
Betrayal’s cost
They call to me but never touch my heart now
I am too far
I am too lost
All I can hear is what he spoke to me
Like Martin Luther
Like Pericles
Come join the murder
Come fly with black
We’ll give you freedom
From the human trap
Come join the murder
Soar on my wings
You’ll touch the hand of God
And He’ll make you king
And He’ll make you king
So now I curse that raven’s fire
You made me hate
You made me burn
He laughed aloud as he flew from Eden
You always knew
You never learn
The crow no longer sings to me
Like Martin Luther
Or Pericles
Come join the murder
Come fly with black
We’ll give you freedom
From the human trap
Come join the murder
Soar on my wings
You’ll touch the hand of God
And He’ll make you king
Come join the murder
Come fly with black
We’ll give you freedom
From the human trap
Come join the murder
Soar on my wings
You’ll touch the hand of God
And He’ll make you king
And He’ll make you king
[x2]
Good one
Red and Black - From “Les Miserables”
Red - the blood of angry men!
Black - the dark of ages past!
Red - a world about to dawn!
Black - the night that ends at last!
Black is the color of my true love’s hair
“ Blue on Black” by Kenny Wayne Shepherd
Black Friday
Steely Dan
When Black Friday comes
I stand down by the door
And catch the grey men when they
Dive from the fourteenth floor
When Black Friday comes
I collect everything I’m owed
And before my friends find out
I’ll be on the road
When Black Friday falls you know it’s got to be
Don’t let it fall on me
When Black Friday comes
I fly down to Muswellbrook
Gonna strike all the big red words
From my little black book
Gonna do just what I please
Gonna wear no socks and shoes
With nothing to do but feed
All the kangaroos
When Black Friday comes I’ll be on that hill
You know I will
When Black Friday comes
I’m gonna dig myself a hole
Gonna lay down in it ‘til
I satisfy my soul
Gonna let the world pass by me
The Archbishop’s gonna sanctify me
And if he don’t come across
I’m gonna let it roll
When Black Friday comes
I’m gonna stake my claim
I guess I’ll change my name
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