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You Inside My Telephone!
Mark.H. Colburn.
Copyright ©2003 M.H. Colburn.
(*MAIN*)It happens every time,
Just when I get to like someone,
It starts with the promise to drop a line,
Then they play the shrinking act and run,
It is writtin in the stars,
It must be a sign,
(*CHORUS*)Hey, you inside my telephone,
Wish you would get big and materialize,
Love is majic so just crawl on through & get big,
You are sure to give me a rise,
I won't tell a soul and I'm all alone,
(*MAIN*)Everyone hide's inside my phone,
Like some kind of StarTrek joke,
*Beam me up Scotty* my transporter is broke,
*Live long & prosper is all I hear,
I heard enuff of that Vulcan stuff,
I just miss you and I want you near,
(*CHORUS*)repeats till you jump out of a phone,
Ro Ro Row!
Mark.H. Colburn.
Copyright ©2003 Mark.H. Colburn.
(*chorus*)Ro ro row gently cross your eyes,
Your undertow is so intense,
Lost my blue blues skies,
(*main*)It was only for a moment,
But I was strangely attracted by your shine,
I knew that one day it would be our time,
You got your groove on girl,
Right straight from my dreams,
It was just 4 a moments dizzy whirl,
You certifiably trained my world,
Your motivation sensational way is a trip,
You brought the sunlight in with you girl,
(*chorus*)Ro ro row gently cross your eyes,
Your undertow's so intense,
You made me lose my blue blues sky,
From sitting on that fence,
rowing till I drown in ro's eyes once again!
It's All Good But...
Mark.H. Colburn.
Copyright ©2003 Mark.H. Colburn.
(*MAIN*)You sure got your groove on & stuff,
Bet you can get down pretty freaky,
Guess you like it soft & ruff,
Yea you sure are a trip,
I tend to be kinda sneaky,
(*CHORUS*)It's all good but,
If it was great it be better,
I need your real McCoy LaHara,
So be all good,
You'll be great even better,
(*MAIN*)Ro just appeared from outta nowhere,
Straight into my heart like an arrow,
Alas, she's a Continent away,
(*CHORUS*)It's all good but,
It would be great if it was better,
I need your real McCoy LaHara,
Yea yea yea it's all good but,
You tell me your great,
I'll feel better...
Burnin Bridges & Sinkin Ships!
Mark.H. Colburn.
Copyright ©2003 Mark.H. Colburn.
(*MAIN*)Starting over again 4 the umpteenth time,
The best part is the burn baby burn,
Sink baby sink down to D Jones's locker line,
Starting again from square 1 & turn,
Over my shoulder like ta toss a molotov cocktail or C-4,
If you want to get through to my world then learn,
Your gonna have to show me love baby more,
(*CHORUS*)Burn them bridges & sink them ships,
That's what I do,
That's just my nature baby,
Burnin bridges & sinkin ships,
(*MAIN*)I ain't got no time to make you sea,
If you don't put your back into it,
Fight 4 the love like me,
Then I will laff while you drown,
Stew in your swirling eddy of despair,
Cause I gots new rules,
(*CHORUS*)Burnin bridges & sinkin ships,
That's just my nature baby,
Burn your bridges & sink your ships! (An I don't mean maybe)
Just Me!
Just me,
Just me,
Just me myself & I,
Have no fear,
Just me,
Just me,
Just me,
Mark.H. Colburn.
Copyright ©2003 Mark.H. Colburn.
(*MAIN*)You & me on the run 2 gather & free,
We could make it through any storm,
No mountain or crashing surf 2 ruff,
Now instead of ours it's all mine,
(*CHORUS*)When will I be able to say us,
Cause it's way too lonely as just me,
As lonely as I could ever be,
Just me * just me * just me * just me,
Just me all alone,
There's no you on the phone,
Just me talking to myself just me,
(*MAIN*)There's no power in my quick sandy strides alone,
Will I ever be free of this nightmare,
Slow motion dream states all alone,
(*CHORUS*) Just me just me just me chatting with myself,
How will I make it as 1 bye myself if you think I'm deranged,
Just me just me just me just me just me all alone just me,
Just me just me just me just me just me there's only me just me,
Just me just me alone there's only me just rearranged,
As lonely as I could ever be just me... repeats till you find another.
When Mr. Toad Hits The Road...
Mark.H. Colburn.
Copyright ©2003 Mark.H. Colburn.
(*MAIN*)The same sun & moon shines 4 you & me everyday,
Falling stars take our wishes 4 free I say,
That endless white line fever pitch,
Just keep daze dreaming of your way,
R U an Oz trick from the good witch or the bad witch
Now wich is the witchy woman,
(*CHORUS*)What goes on the road,
stays on the road,
So here's another song about your Mr. toad on the road,
What goes on the road stays on the road,
(*MAIN*)It's so lonely on the highway baby,
The highway ends at your front door,
When I think of your shine & your mile wide smile,
I mean who could ask 4 more,
(*CHORUS*)What ever goes on the road,
Stays on the road,
So here's another highway song,
When Blues Turn Green!
Mark.H. Colburn.
Copyright ©2003 Mark.H. Colburn.
Eyez are my window to your soul,
There is some kinda majik in yours girl,
Open your flood gates,
I gladly pay your toll,
I just swim rite in without taking a breath,
Drown every time you throw me that glance,
You know that's the way it is,
Whenever we dance,
My blues turn green,
Whenever I feel you near,
Beautiful melodious feelings sent,
Chills run strait up my spine,
Your shine the finest the most blinding ever seen,
Your way is the all time bestest ever & your all mine,
Whenever I sea you my blues eyes turn green,
Girl you've got your groove turned wayyyyyyyy on,
Your eyes green Typhoon Lagoon like a Tsunami ride,
Ro ebbed & flowed in me like the lunar tides,
My blues turn greeeeeeeeen...
Repeats till your blues turn greeeeeeeeeeen!
BILL REVISITED!
Mark.H. Colburn.
Copyright ©2003 Mark.H. Colburn.
(*MAIN*)G-A-D-G...
Now Bill is a good man,
An ally & a friend,
Now I know we'll stick together,
until the bitter end,
We both went military rite down to the bone,
Though it sounds kinda harry,
I called Bill on the phone,
(*BREAK*) Hey, what were we thinkin then throwin away our lives,
Marcus it's just a game my friend,
We were out to play to win,
(*MAIN*)Now Bill's got his toes on the nose at green room Rocky point
With a one eyed winkin dog named time,
If you ask Bill how he's doin,
(*CHORUS*)A-C-G-A--repeats till it's better than just good...
Eye ball wink & say HEY it's all good,
& were doin fine,
Yea, it's all good even better,
WERE DOIN JUST FINE,
WERE DOIN SO FINE,
WERE DOIN FINE...
MY BANDIT!
M.H. Colburn.
Copyright ©2003 Mark.H. Colburn.
(*MAIN*)*C-A'-G-C-A'-G-A'G
My Bandit & me,
Low road or high,
Somehow we always get by,
My Bandit's always by my side,
We run together and free,
Like birds of a feather in all kinds weather,
(*BREAK*)F-G-A'-G TWICE.
And when times get tuff,
I can always count on the happiness he sends,
His bark is worse then his bite,
He's my one true friend,
Bandit's love fits just right 4 me you see,
(*MAIN*)My Bandit & me,
We share the love that's free,
When we take the high road,
Passers by can see that we are we,
Two as one we make a whole,
He is so cool in his way every day,
Were like the Jessie James gang legend,My Bandit & me...
Tomorrows
Mark.H. Colburn.
Copyright ©2003 Mark.H. Colburn.
Yesterdayze are old news,
We must strive for silver linings,
The past is only blues,
We must strive for loves path that shines,
If we get lost in the past,
Tomorrows may never sea,
Us falling forward surfing 4 tomorrows,
Surfing hollow raging waves of love,
On an ocean of tomorrows,
Surfing our waves of love,
Away from yester's daze,
I have seen your green eyes shine,
Reflecting off the water like an ocean scene,
By now muse you must know like the surf,
You are the only one,
So lets keep moving forward,
We can surf through green rooms or run,
We know our way around loves ocean surf!
Gimme Some Suga Baby!
Mark.H. Colburn.
Copyright ©2003 Mark.H. Colburn.
(*main*)Yer so kewl,
Yer too fine,
Gimme some sugar girl,
Don't be wastin no time,
So here goes worth the ole medieval try,
Just guess what's on my mind,
I'm just such a shy sensitive guy,
(*CHORUS*)Now gimme some suga baby,
Only the age old dreams,
Be like my cheerleader & scream,
*YER SO SWEET THE BEST I'VE EVER TASTED*,
Now gimme some suga baby, repeats twice...
(*MAIN*)My guess is you already know,
Time to get your grooves on baby,
Let's win place & show,
Tug on my reins,
Crack that whip,
Time to shake up your saddle baby,
(*CHORUS*)Gimme some suga baby.. repeats till yaget some some...
B Nice 2 Me!
Mark.H. Colburn.
Copyright ©2003 Mark.H. Colburn.
(*MAIN*)B nice 2 me,
Cause I've been down that ruff & ready rail road track b 4,
So treat me nice,
Cause I have grown accustomed to that smile even more,
Please be nice 2 me,
I know that crafty look in those eyes,
Just b nice 2 me,
(*CHORUS*)Get your groove on baby,
Time to catch that far out love train,
Smile laff & run pretty girl & get crazy,
Here we go cause love's roarin down tracks,
(*MAIN*)B nice 2 me,
Cause it's a long long railroad back to our home,
Treat me nice,
Don't be showin me no shock & awe,
Please be nice to me,
Only your true love train knows how it feels to be lonely,
No matter where you go that's our home,
(*CHORUS*)Get your groove on baby,
Reapeat the chorus baby smile & run till you grow weary deary.....
Where Are You?
Where are you,
If you ain't too busy fixing up that hair,
Where are you,
Mark.H. Colburn.
Copyright ©2003 Mark.H. Colburn.
You the world traveler,
Gots 3 lil questions 4 you,
While you play with your goldy locks,
You love the camera,
Answer these cause that's all you have to do,
What do you see,
And why should we care,
Quick the cameras are all on you,
It's your moment in the sun,
Your turn to shine,
You know you love it there pretty baby,
Talk it up while you run,
What did you see,
Why should we even barely care,
Repeats till we care bear.........
We Need To Get You A Girl!
Mark.H. Colburn.
Copyright ©2003 Mark.H. Colburn.
(*MAIN*)Hey dude your look kinda down,
All you need is a sunny girl to brighten yer day,
One of those groovy foxy hippie female cheery types,
Is sure to spin your mood around,
My friend you spend to much time,
In your swirling eddy of despair,
Now I know that your life's just not fair,
(*CHORUS*)Hey dude we gotta get you a girl, repeats now & then...
We need to get you a foxy fine girl,
Girls are the key,
That sets a soul free,
(*MAIN*)Hey dude you seem twisted up inside,
Your lookin kinda weak all alone,
You'd look better with a babe by your side,
With the 2 of you smiling for the ride,
(*CHORUS*)We need to get you a girl friend,
& when we take care of you,
We'll find out if she's got a sister 4 me 2...
Sooner Or Later?
Mark.H. Colburn.
Copyright ©2003 Mark.H. Colburn.
(*MAIN*)Trouble headed your way?
Did you say yer prayers b4 bed,
Could be tomorrow could be later today,
Better buy some duct tape pronto,
Trouble my ride in like a masked villain,
Have you notified the lone ranger & Tonto,
Their all just insane,
Thousands of years have past no answers,
Now we gave different baddies brand new name,
Axis of evil does sound scary & strange,
(*CHORUS*)Gather round kiddies I'll sing,
Sooner or later we'll go to war,
Sooner or later who could ask for more,
No fear my friends their the evil ones,
Sooner or later the fun bell rings,
(*MAIN*)Why everyone wait for some trouble to rant,
Always question authority wonder whose in charge,
Who do I trust more I know it ain't them,
Just keeping friends close enemies even closer,
(*CHORUS*)No fear *sooner or later* you'll fight their war...
A Right On far out sunny flower Gal!
M.H. Colburn.
Copyright ©2003 Mark.H. Colburn.
(*MAIN*) Searchin for a far out gal,
That loves the way she looks in the mirror,
Laffs at herself & good jokes,
She loves to train hard,
She seas things much clearer,
Loves the sun & surf,
A right on healthy gal,
Knows I will only stay on her turf,
(*CHORUS*)All others need not apply,
I know she is waitin around the corner hours,
You must love every day sunny flowers,
If you get yer groove on like I do,
Look no further you foxy lady,
I have an opening in my life 4 you,
(*MAIN*)She must have *no fear* of her own shadow,
She must look fine in 2 piece bikinis I will buy her,
She will get the sensitive love soft & slow,
This cooleo flower gal ain't afraid of the fast & hard,
Do you conceive & believe I will achieve,
Then your my rite on far out sunny flower gal!
Slept In My Cheap Suit Last Nite!
Mark.H. Colburn.
Copyright ©2003 Mark.H. Colburn.
(*MAIN*)Barely Caught the midnight train outa Memphis,
Then I grabbed me a greyhound bus,
Some gal shot me down in Nashville,
Now I'ma fixin ta lay down like a dog an die,
only made it ta Kansas city,
Ran into a good girl with a mean ole mangy dog near New York,
Growled an showed me her teeth,
Got kicked out the emergency ambulance,
So had to walk the rest of the way home,
(*CHORUS*)Yea guess I look pretty tattered,
Cause that dog tore my pants an lost my key,
Had to sleep in my cheap suit last night,
Feelin totally abused & scattered,
(*MAIN*)Guess I'm a wrinkled blue man,
So what else is new,
Nothin like a few holes in a cheep suit,
Ya might say I dig sleepin around,
Cause that's the way I do.....
How Low Can You Go Blues?
Mark.H. Colburn.
Copyright ©2003 Mark.H. Colburn.
(*MAIN*)Had a gal thought was my friend,
Figured we'd be together till the very end,
But when push came to shove,
Like lightning from above,
Grew tired an thirsty,
Asked 4 a drink of water cause it's 4 free,
She responded in kind with gasoline,
(*CHORUS*)I mean how low can you go,
I never asked 4 that,
I can't get no satisfaction ya know,
I mean how low can ya go,
(*MAIN*)Out of da frying pan & inta da fire,
How can gasoline get me inspired,
That's just low down baby,
Like a snake in the grass,
Eva no sexy Sadie cain't let that pass,
How are things in your world of mediocrity,
Yer just too low loved to cut you free,
Ya might as well be deaf blind & dumb,
Cause from me never will ya never hear nor sea.........
Mr.Saranwrap!
M. H. Colburn.
Copyright ©2003 M. H. Colburn.
(*MAIN*)Sometimes I feel transparent,
Like nobody knows I'm here,
Yet I feel coherent,
I am the man without fear,
You speak to friends like I'm not there,
I'm wrapped in my cloke of invisibility,
Freshness stays locked in,
(CHORUS*)Touch me baby,
I'm strong yet invisible,
Your money baby you know the deal,
I'm like saranwrap,
Like Mr.Saranwrap,
Wrap you up baby,
(*MAIN*)Not seen not heard,
Camouflaged like a stranger in the night,
Just your friendly invisible stalker,
It's just Mr.Seranwrap,
The miracle walker.....
Didn't Count On You!
M. H. Colburn.
Copyright ©2003 M. H. Colburn.
(*MAIN*)Seen allot in my short sweet life ,
People step in & out like a revolver door,
The ole handoff,
Baggage on my back that's what I've been through,
Just as soon as I got this down to writes,
A gal came along from out of the blue,
Not so sure about letting this one,
Revolve on by bye,
(*CHORUS*)Didn't count on you,
Your shining way caught my soul,
Never thought I could play that roll,
What exactly did you do,
(*MAIN*)Handed out blues so many times,
Whole lotta folks got hurt,
There's never been reasons for my rhymes,
Why a beautiful lady love 4 my just desert,
(*CHORUS*)Didn't count on you,
Your shining way caught my soul,
Never thought I would play this roll,
What exactly did you do,*repeats till someone understands...!
Brain Damage Blues!
Mark.H. Colburn.
Copyright ©2003 Mark.H. Colburn.
(*Main*)Banged my head so hard forgot to cry,
Out 4 the count 4 months on end,
Did the ole Rip Van Winkle jiggy,
Kicked the ole bucket till feet turned blue,
Fell down hard dug straight out from ground,
All my belongings just disapeared,
Wife handed me final red rose 4 my coffin,
Then juju witch docs called 4 ole twinkle toes to dance,
Almost ended up with my eyes wide shunt,
(*CHORUS*)Got them brain damage blues,
Fun goes on 4 ever & a day,
Alwayz just miss that train,
When it passes my way,
Got dem dane bramige blues oh yea yea yea,
(*MAIN*)Nothin like dirt nappin when yer feelin tired,
Da lites were on but no one was home,
Seems like my blues spirit still loves to rome,
Gots this tbi blues garbage wired!
Molly Lolly Pop!
Mark.H. Colburn.
Copyright ©2003 Mark.H. Colburn.
(*MAIN*)Three cheers 4 Molly lolly pop,
She knows this world is her oyster,
She finds them pearls rock,
She knows how to climb to the top,
Her dark green eyes sparkle & shine,
Glad I found her just in Valentime.
Sweet pookie rocks rolls & remembers,
Love never does stop,
(*CHORUS*)My kinda go 4 it gal,
Sweet sugary molly lolly pop,
She's ready 4 the bigtime,
She makes my heart stop,
Just need a jump start,
From Molly lolly pop,
(*MAIN*)(Clear) stand on back for romance,
While she strolls over,
To jump start my heart,
She kicks that ole chair aside,
Watch it cause she's on da move,
Especially cause she loves the dance!
This Song!
Mark.H. Colburn.
Copyright ©2003 Mark.H. Colburn.
(*main*)Molly lolly pop we all have needs,
A little fix that keeps us on track,
Something that makes us feel good,
Everyone's got a sad tail to heed,
Not many know the way to get back,
(*CHORUS*)This song a Band-Aid 4 your broken heart,
Singin along gives the power to feel,
Molly's first aid broken heart Band-Aid kit,
This song is the fix 4 your ordeal,
Lolly pop listen for your broken heart to feel it,
That's the healing power Of this song,
(*MAIN*)There's alot of of sleepin people out there,
I'm the blindman that needs your seas to part,
A lot of slaves that need to be free,
There's deaf that need to hear,
Deep still running water needs to be strolled across,
Molly this song is like a band aid 4 your broken heart,
(*CHORUS*)Repeat THIS SONG till your broken heart heals,
Bowties & Blindfolds!
Marcus.H. Colburn.
Copyright ©2003 Mark.H. Colburn.
(*MAIN*)I hear ya darlins loud & clear,
You know I alwayz come prepaired,
2 little things drive you wild,
Tho 4 some that love's train my cause tears,
My gal's so hot causes no fear,
Sassiest gal hide's behind glasses & mild,
Behind that sexy side that drives me wild,
Bird in my hand hides two in the bush,
Babaluscious loves when it's shove & push,
(*CHORUS*)BOWTIES & BLINDFOLDS,
That turns her on,
Tie em up baby cause that's your psyc,
BOWTIES& BLINDFOLDS,
That turns me on 2,
Tie em up babaluscious that's what I like,
(*MAIN*)I got yer # baby,
You are just a wild thang,
You just keep on turnin me on,
With every whispering screaming song you sang!
& Never Da Man?
M.H. Colburn.
Copyright ©2003 Mark.H. Colburn.
(*MAIN*) Why is it always the same,
Some kind of crazy game,
Again with the bridezilla,
The I do's & I willa's,
Just chalk me up to fate,
Love will just have to wait,
(*CHORUS*)Alwayz da best man & never da man,
Faint heart never wins fair iron maiden,
Hard to catch da gal slowed up by sand,
Alwayz da best man, Never da man,
(*MAIN*)Somehow this don't seem fair,
Dressing you up for your bridezilla,
Keepin my friends all amped up,
For them I willet's,
(*CHORUS*)Alwayz da best man, Never da man,
Where do they get off thinkin,
I'm their biggest fans,
ALWAYZ DA BEST MAN & NEVER DA MAN?
Without Love!
Mark.H. Colburn.
Copyright ©2003 Mark.H. Colburn.
(*MAIN*)c--f--c--e--twice...
Where would you go,
What would you know,
Without love,
Who could you be,
What would you sea,
Without love,
Will there be any time,
Would you have half a mind,
Without love,
Would you even be home,
Even need a phone,
Without love,
Like man off the hook,
Just like a closed book,
Man no cover to judge,
(*CHORUS*)c--a-g-f-->
Without love, love,
Love, love, sing it again..
Without love, love, love, LOVE...repeats till ya get some some!
Loves A Commin Ta Dinner!
Mark.H. Colburn.
Copyright ©2003 Mark.H. Colburn.
(*MAIN*)Ya know what I like,
Set it rite down on da table,
Just hop rite on down from that train,
Make it like some ole fable,
Da ole frog just won't wait for desert,
To turn to yer prince charming,
(*CHORUS*)Gal you know yer a winner,
Go run an warn yer friends,
LOVES A COMMIN TA DINNER,
(*MAIN*)We just clickity clack,
Down them railroad tracks,
When love comes to town,
It makes a railroad train dinner sound,
Just like a hobo love dinner triangle bell,
Stop dead in yer tracks it's chow time,
There's a reason to my ryme,
(*CHORUS*)Gal yer my winner,
Better run an tell yer friends that,
LOVES A COMMIN TA DINNER, repeat till ya hear them dinner bells!
Glen Miller's the pip!
Mark.H. Colburn.
Copyright ©2002 Mark.H. Colburn.
(*MAIN*)Glen Miller started the swing craze,
Hitler never stood a chance,
Outlaws only gettin caught in Glenn's trance,
Hitler never learned how to dance,
Shot ole Glen Miller's plane over France,
Still his music lives on,
(*CHORUS*)Still get my groove on big band,
Glen Miller keeps our heads out the sand,
He's one swingin pip cool cat,
Play that Glenn Miller & white man can dance,
Swing now baby get caught in that cool trance,
(*MAIN*)Miller's a kewl cat,
If I sare off in the distance must be Glen,
Don't you ask why,
Just ask when & that's that,
(*chorus*)Still get my groove on big band & swing,
To spite Hitler that's my thing 4ever & a day,
Just dig the sounds of big band,
My head just pokes out the sand...........
My Princess Of Petoskey!
Mark.H. Colburn.
Copyright ©2002 Mark.H. Colburn.
(*MAIN*)I just met a pipper of a girl,
Strolled rite into my world,
My sweetie kissed this ole toad ode de ode ode,
Turned me rite into a prince,
She will always be,
My princess of Petoskey eee eee eee eeee,
(*CHORUS*)Her eyes diamonds in the ruff uff uff ufff,
Fell rite into her shining eyes,
Thought all the best ones taken,
Now I can see eee eee eeeeeee,
A pip of a princess of Petoskey,
So many oysters to find this one pearl erl erl,
(*MAIN*)Way up here in northern Michigan,
She was camouflaged around a corner,
I may be the warty ole frog prince,
I know *she's my princess of Petoskey ee eee yee,
(*CHORUS*)She's my pip of a princess,
Way up here in Petoskey...
Standing 4 Some Thing!
M. H. Colburn.
Copyright ©2002 M. H. Colburn.
(*MAIN*)Top of the moon baby,
Thats where I'm headed at I has ta try,
Some may call me crazy,
Because it's there I cry,
When I set sites higher 4 all I'm worth,
Fallin short's never an option,
When I'm as high as Everest,
Highest point on earth,
I leave my Marcus there 4 all to read,
(*CHORUS*)Got 2 stand 4 somthing b4,
Or we get the blues falling 4 anything,
(*main*)How sweet the air & savor the sweet view,
From the top of Mt.Everest we loom,
It's all down hill now then rest like new soon,
Believe in the local Shirpa prayer flags,
Up here never gets no blues 4 you,
Meditation stimulation inner peace salvation looking inward,
Moving on to high ground b4 da tsunami hits,
Staring at yer own self from the tippy top of the moon,
(*CHORUS*)repeats till ya sea inside yerself!
Turtle Doves!
M. H. Colburn.
Copyright ©2002 M. H. Colburn.
(*MAIN*)Turtle doves shook that thing,
While they listined while pockets rang,
Turtle doves great at movin fast,
While dudes are lookin at their groove on,
Turtle doves yer grooves a spinnin,
We think it's our treat,
Meanwhile it's dovey's game thats winnin,
(*CHORUS*)Turtle doves cry croc tears,
They shake rattle & roll,
Whilst they lift yer soul,
Dudes stare down below,
Turtle doves win place or show,
(*MAIN*)Yea she,s got the moves,
Turtle doves look so fine,
Yer the wall flower dude that's out 2 lose,
It's the ole bump & run move that stole time,
(*CHORUS*)Turtle doves cries croc tears,
Turtle doves shake rattle & roll,
Whilst they'd steal souls,
Stand by they'd added feul to fears,
Turtle Dovin Blues!
M. H. Colburn.
Copyright ©2002 M. H. Colburn.
(*MAIN*)Fell hard 4 some gal,
She was a snake in da grass,
She lifted my pocket watch,
While I was lookin away at her ass-instance,
Well she just cries them crocodile tears,
When I caught up with her in no time at all,
She claimed she ain't that kinda girl,
Then she tried ta bite me when I stole a wet kiss,
(*CHORUS*)Oh yea gots the turtle dovin blues,
Turtle doves been around 4 ever,
Turtle doves shook that thang 4 all them saps,
An listened while a mans pockets rang,
Their great at crien them crooked tears,
Before dudes gots on their thinkin caps,
The Divorce Song!
M. H. Colburn.
Copyright ©2002 M. H. Colburn.
(*MAIN*)True lovers in mind,
Winter summer spring or fall,
Ya'll lift your voices to the heavens,
(*CHORUS*)This divorce song is 4 you,
Might be any time at all,
Smile, No crocodile tears alligator,
Pay the rent land lord says it's due,
If ya gots a pre-nup 2 pay it off later,
(*MAIN*) You talked lasting 4-ever,
Till death do us part,
You still live in my mind & rent ain't free,
Matches made in heaven every corner hour,
Sometimes our clocks click so loud,
We just rush write in,
Wedding invitations to the crowds,
Success is the best form of revenge,
Well since it's turned so sour,
Can't we still be friends!
Turn & Walk On Bye Bye Reggae!
M. H. Colburn.
Copyright ©2002 M. H. Colburn.
(*MAIN*)Oh yea sweet ocean eyes,
Bout time we left it all behind,
Hand in hand lets walk on into the future,
Be not afraid as you dance on down the line,
Life is waiting for our arrival,
Living for love in the future's skies,
Yea it's only for us we behoove,
If we are a love in motion we stay in motion,
Thats is why darlin,
We gots ta move,
Lets leave the past turn & walk on bye,
(*CHORUS*)Lets keep our butt's off da fence,
Just step on out with me,
Let's walk on,step on,
Dance on turn & walk walk walk on bye,
(*MAIN*)Rolling stones gather no moss,
Baby moss is still growin on that fence,
Common baby take my hand turn & walk on bye bye!
(*MAIN*)G----C--D-->TWICE
(*CHORUS*)G--C-->UNTIL YOU DANCE ON *BYE BYE*
Black & Blues Cows!
Mark.H. Colburn.
Copyright ©2002 Mark.H. Colburn.
(*MAIN*)He's a black & blue cat,
Calling da cows black & blue,
Straight out da fry pan,
Inta da fire,
Look way over yonder,
Them's horsies of different colors,
Tails swingin slappin them flies around,
(*CHORUS*)Horses cats and black & blues cows,
Oh my yea yea yea,
Never put off 4 tomorrow,
What can we can do rite now,
(*MAIN*)Them cows sure carry,
Lots of cash,
There all moos,
Them cows run black & blues stag,
They ain't even scary,
It's that cat that'll give ya scratch fever,
Never let it out da bag,
(*CHORUS*)Horses cats and black & blues cows,
Oh my yea yea yea...
Da Blues Survivor!
M. H. Colburn.
Copyright ©2002 M. H. Colburn.
(*MAIN*)Can't wait for each sunrise,
Da proverbial Jeckal & hide,
Guess by now still a surprise,
Howlin at da moon,
Burn all my bridges,
Then forgets what he's done,
Memories fade too soon,
Yer in for a most eventful ride,
Think yer dealin with da sane,
When yer warned for yer life to run,
He's da killer elite loon,
Devil with the green envious face,
(*CHORUS*) Lookin fer love,
Around every corner hour,
Can't imagine a girl like you,
Fallin in love with a guy like me,
Heads or tails like a coin toss ride,
Flip me and sea,
Will you sea Jeckal or will it be Hide,
Well what will I be?
The Cliché Man!
Mark.H. Colburn.
Copyright ©2002 Mark.H. Colburn.
This is the best way,
I know to publish & get my thoughts down,
Ya sea I had this idea Thanksgiving day 2002,
I'm right here if ever you need me, Yea I'll be around,
Because everything I say is in a cliché,
Yea yea yea nothin better to do,
So my sister Mick dubbed me, The cliché man,
And if SNL or anyone tries to steal my ideas,
Well this is my proof,
No matter where ya go, There ya are,
No one better let this cat outta da bag,
Because that would be a drag,
Can't we all get along,
Sounds like some kinda song,
I'm a lover not a fighter,
Live long & prosper like Spok said,
Had to publish this stuff or die & I'm a shmoozer not a loser,
I just made life a peace of cake again,Just do it,
No more fussing & fighting my friend,
(Oops just did it again).
Da Wavy Gravy Train !
Blues so long 1 final leap 4 da gravy train,
Yea da gravy train all da way ta easy street,
Da wavy gravy train rocks rolls & swerves,
Loves your way baby & this ride,
We git our just deserves,
Da wavy gravy train yea yea yea,
(*MAIN*)Simmer down now,
M. H. Colburn.
Copyright ©2002 M. H. Colburn.
(*MAIN*)Why should I leap off da gravy train,
If beauty is skin deep, Move over rover,
An let this dog get on over,
Yer book's cover is driving insane,
Here comes yer judge & jury baby,
Deep in your soul I would love ta sleep,
Got so tired runnin cross railroad tracks,
Just barely grabin da caboose last leap,
(*CHORUS*)Next stop easy street for me,
We gots our tickets ta glide,
Earned with hard time blues ya know,
Easy street exit straight ahead,
Just shine on baby,
Folks busy readin bad books instead!
Green Flashes On The Ocean!
M. H. Colburn.
Copyright ©2002 M. H. Colburn.
There are millions of waves in the ocean,
We seem to make so much out of one,
Just a story who cares where you've been,
Their beauty is so bright & everlasting,
We just get old too fast,
Things turn out the way they will,
Waves just keep on rolling,
The surf can never sit still,
We have to live for all it's worth,
The hear & now must be eaten,
Live learn and love till you get your full,
Green flash on the ocean is so rare a catch,
So spectacular and so true,
When we sea it again,
We'll be altogether different people,
Our loves hates and cares will have changed,
Dreams that matter so much like waves on rocks tend to dash,
In case we get the opportunity,
To perchance witness the ocean sun sinking past the horizon's
*GREEN FLASH*
I Have 2 Hand It 2 U
M.H. Colburn.
Copyright ©2002 Mark.H. Colburn.
Your agenda you alwayz hid,
Your mystery will never be solved,
You stole my heart,
4 that you'll never be absolved,
Yea you knew I'd give the shirt off my back,
4 the instant family,
So you attacked,
hook repeats twice I have 2 hand it 2 u,
From under what rock did you crawl,
Your slime made me take a fall,
(main) I need 2 know if those were your plans,
To end all my friendships b4 they set sail,
With a pirate 4 a brother named Capt.. hook,
The trailer trash mother from out a bad book,
Those pouty lips sure made me fall,
Despite all the warning signs,
I never made the call.
IN THE HONEY WINGS!
M.H. Colburn.
Copyright ©2002 Mark. Harry. Colburn.
It's been too long a time,
Think I have lost my mind,
Have you seen it anywhere,
Gots plenty of pearls to send,
About time I shared,
There are fences to mend,
All I want to do is hide,
In my angel's honey wings,
So you say you want to be my friend,
Then let me go for a ride,
Okies I'll be your friend on your end,
If you let me hide in some wings,
Yes I am a bronco buster,
Girl I just love to rodeo,
Think of all the strength I could muster,
If I went backstage in my angel's honey wings,
Yes it's been damn near 4 ever,
Since I went backstage,
So if you need me,
I'll be hiding in my angel's honey wings,
Loves Limb
M. H. Colburn.
Copyright ©2002 M. H. Colburn.
Go for it,
Step out on loves limb,
Fear is the opposite of love,
You may have heard that it's hate,
Sure as stars fall like tears from above,
Fear makes people quit,
Love is a matter of fate,
Half the fun is the fall to the ground,
For those kind of screams,
I can hardly wait,
Hates best friend has got to be pain,
So no fear my friend,
That just drives you insane,
Don't be no wall flower,
Dance out on loves shaky limb,
repeat till that limb starts to shake
Love's quarter Tones Corner Hours!
Mark. H. Colburn.
Copyright ©2002 Mark.H. Colburn.
Musical time sings on by me,
I just let love's song sing on,
Never is there a rush,
Now eighth notes are just my speed,
Quarter tones move too fast out to sea,
Love's songs like the sway of her mush,
No fear, Loves Quarter tones corner hours,
Love waits for me around every turn style,
So I just keep on picking flowers,
Lover always hides a gift in her back door,
Her quarter tones corner hours,
She knows my tune,
In the shadows she hides,
Her love is like the changing tides,
Only I can sea her by the light of the moon,
Stephanie loves to just disappear,
Behind the waves of the sea,
No fear, Loves quarter tones corner hours,
My love's song waits for me around turns styles,
Quarter tones corner hours,
That's That Then!
M. H. Colburn.
Copyright ©2002 Mark.H. Colburn.
Love is there,
You can smell her wind song on the breeze,
When I'll run through love's soft sweet forest,
She never heard me fall,
Love can be blind,
So we have to help her win the day,
Love never notices flowers from trees,
A little flower picked from your yard,
To help her find your way,
Don't bother with the store bought brand,
She needs a guy with time to pickup the flowers,
To gently place in her hands,
She is waiting around the corner hours,
Just have faith in the flowery child when,
You'll sea when she sings the tune,
Love will sing all through your lonely lonely nights to you,
THAT'S THAT THEN,
Love knows this song,
She is always true blue,
True love can never be wrong, Repeat till That's That Then!
A Rose By Another Name!
M. H. Colburn.
Copyright ©2002 M. H. Colburn.
(*main*)A-E-A-D-->Such an atractive flower,
Stephanie's way is to shine,
Monarch butterflies power,
If I were to touch her wings would she fly,
My touch may rub off her fairy dust,
(*CHORUS*)G-F--G--F-E-C-A-G-REPEATS--TWICE,
Her way is a rose by another name,
Such a sweet hazel flower,
I saw a model posing for a picture,
Like a painting of a rose but another game,
(*MAIN*)A-E-A-D->repeats twice,
Did she catch my buzz,
Just a bee with broken wings,
Tell me what's a happinin,
She is a tiny dancer,
Intoxicating she only drives me nuts,
Long time ago this rose won my daze.
(*CHORUS*)My day was won by a hazel rose by another name,
She's a model posing for a picture,
Like a painting but another game!
Coast to Coast--My Masterpiece
M. H. Colburn.
Copyright ©2002 Mark. Harry. Colburn.
(*MAIN*)C--B--A--G--F--->REPEATS TWICE
(*CHORUS*)F--G--A--G--A--B--C-->REPEATS 4 EVER!
Have you ever traveled this country?
You should go from coast to coast.
If you do, then you will know the beauty
That belongs to its host.
Great mountains to climb,
The sun that shines,
Stunning oceans and lakes
Alive with pitching surf--
From coast to coast,
You should travel and see
The allurement that I have seen.
All the Earth's sensation is right here.
Our fathers that gave their lives,
It's all in our back yard.
God bless America
From coast to coast!
Reapin Dem Blues!
M. H. Colburn.
Copyright ©2002 M. H. Colburn.
(*MAIN*)Sew sew sew,
What goes around comes around,
Now I think you know,
Like a rainstorm you smell,
Watch yer eyes in the sandstorm,
Even in a desert da rain can be like acid,
Lucy in da Sky with Damage,
A hard rains a commin baby,
You can tell,
You will know know know,
(*CHORUS*) You'll be reapin dem blues,
Only reapin what ya sew sew sew,
Ha I've already paid my dues,
Sew I'm free an clear,
I've been in da black & blues,
Yea I'm all done reapin dem blues,
(*MAIN*)Think you always knew,
Which way the great wheel of time turned,
There's a lesson we all learned,
(*CHORUS*)Repeats till ya reap dem blues!
That's That Then!
M. H. Colburn.
Copyright ©2002 M. H. Colburn.
(*main*)Love is there,
You can smell her wind song on the breeze,
When I'll run through love's soft sweet forest,
She never heard me fall,
Love can be blind,
So we have to help her win the day,
Love never notices flowers from trees,
A little flower picked from your yard,
To help her find your way,
Don't bother with the store bought brand,
She needs a guy with time to pickup the flowers,
To gently place in her hands,
She is waiting around the corner hours,
Just have faith in the flowery child when,
You'll sea when she sings the tune,
Love will sing all through your lonely lonely nights to you,
(*chorus*)THAT'S THAT THEN,
Love knows this song,
She is always true blue,
True love can never be wrong, Repeat till That's That Then!
Ya Gots Ta Live Dem Blues!
M. H. Colburn.
Copyright ©2002 M. H. Colburn.
(*MAIN*)Blues is justa midnight mare,
Theres a horse of another color,
A bad dream that must be shared,
The dark blues mare bucks ya out the saddle,
Just when ya think yer golden,
An ya gots it so made in the midnite shade,
ya found yer cage got rattled,
Bucked off a fine horse called midnite shade,
(*CHORUS*)No matter were ya go,
There ya are, No matter how ya fly,
Food for thoughts never too far,
All the pain I endured I can use,
Tattoo with better stories called scar,
Sure as broncos love ta buck,
Thats just my luck,
Savor it I gots ta live dem blues,
If ya wants ta sing & write blues songs,
Ya gots ta live em too!
If I Took A Chance On Your Dance?
M. H. Colburn.
Copyright ©2002 M. H. Colburn.
(*MAIN*)Would my heart survive,
I've tried this before,
I was tossed like yesterdays junk in da trash,
This time I need to know up front,
Heres your news flash,
(*chorus*)Before you pick this wallflower,
Ya need ta add plenty of water, Sing yer lovin songs,
And turn me on with yer flower power,
(*main*)Imagine sittin by da wall,
I'm just a stare deeply in you, This ain't my idea of fun,
Someone picked my flower & turned me blue,
I swore I would never dance again just ta fall,
But with those eyes & that wry smile you do,
In no time I'd let in your sun,
This wall flower has a hankerin for the shine from you,
(*CHORUS*)Before you pick this wallflower,
This flower needs plenty of lovin care,
Whisper yer sweet songs I'll tickle yer petals,
Add yer sugar & help me grow,
Thats just da way I am yet somehow I know you know!
In 1 Fellswoop!
M. H. Colburn.
Copyright ©2002 M. H. Colburn.
(*MAIN*)Had da best job,
Drove da baddest truck,
Surfed da rad greenest room surf,
Stood at da very peak of my turf,
His beaches His waves His beaches His gals His surf,
Like a surfing rockstar made them M-60's rock&roll,
Jumped into football games,
With da finest *NO FEAR GEAR*,
Cept 4 1 tiny detail was da man of da year,
(*CHORUS*)In 1 FELLSWOOP everything changed,
Here's a song for the blues,
FELLSWOOP everything crashed hard down,
Forgot how much attention ta detail should've been used,
*Hoo-yahs FELLSWOOP & all so rearranged,
Just stopped standing by 4 rolls like a clown,
Used ta swim with da fishes teach em school sea,
Flew with da tweetys & freed my soul,
Never b4 asked 4 whom da bells toll,
Now I now they toll 4 me,
(*CHORUS*)FELLSWOOP! Repeat till ya feel da blues*
The Big Risk!
M. H. Colburn.
Copyright ©2002 M. H. Colburn.
(*MAIN*)Climbing loves path can be sketchy at best,
Climbing to the crux is the risky rush,
Climbed before so my heart has had the test,
Falling so hard turns my heart to a frisky mush,
The risky climb is what it's all about,
(*CHORUS*)The big risk is where love hides,
Soaring like a eagle is a big chance,
Stretching foot& hand holds slip slide,
On my way there might as well dance,
Loves big risk taker right in grooves & glides,
Takes a risky dip 4 romance,
(*MAIN*)A great muse although very risky,
Keeps me dreaming of a crux,
Like the prize in a cereal box,
The real fun is like munchin your way down,
Feeling kinda frisky,
(*CHORUS*)Repeats till yer feelin frisky!
Laff & Cry!
(*CHORUS*)Cause after the work days over,
Mark.H. Colburn.
Copyright ©2002 Mark.H. Colburn.
(*MAIN*)D--C--->D---C--->
A*G*F*D--HOLD--->
After the workdays over,
The kids are all in bed,
Tucked in like pigs in a blanket,
Bed time stories they been read,
So comon over here baby comon honey,
Let me hold ya in my arms,
We'll stay snuggled up by the fireside,
While ya show me yer girlish charms,
(*CHORUS*)D-C-D-C*A*G*D-->...repeats twice..*
Workin man, Workin maaaaaaan,
Ain't no love that a woman loves better,
Then the love of her workin man,
(*MAIN*)Every day he's up at dawn,
Tryin ta earn a decent wage,
Thinkin bout his woman at home,
He's like a lion in a cage,
(*GO TO CHORUS IN PRT 2---->
& evenin's at hand,
There ain't no love that woman loves better,
Than the love of a workin man,
Workin man workin maaaaaaaaaan,
Ain't no love a woman loves better,
Then the love of her workin man....>
REPEATS TILL YA GET SOME SUGAR BABY----->
Rent Will Be Due!
M. H. Colburn.
Copyright ©2002 M. H. Colburn.
(*MAIN*)You are always taking up space in my head,
You've got that spot 4 a long long time,
It's yours 4 ever even after I'm dead,
That room upstairs has yer name all over it,
You even rented my attic too,
(*CHORUS*) My only rule must be,
Don't be paintin my upstairs blue,
You may be da sweetest honey bunny in da world to me,
For all the time let the rain seep in,
Then even my love ain't free,
You'll be charged bigtime,
An yer rent will be due,
(*MAIN*)You can hide all yer toys up there,
A kinder landlord then the one before,
At least I can be fair,
My policy is that you have an open back door,
In bad times or good I will always be right there,
I only peek in once & awhile ta make sure yer ok & things are square!
S-w-e-e-t T-y-p-e W-o-m-a-n!
Mark.H. Colburn.
Copyright ©2002 Mark.H. Colburn.
(*main*)Ya gots me searchin & a runnin wild,
I spend so much time worrien,
You will just like *poof* disappear,
Secret identity like shoe shines boy's mild,
I just turn to a cyber underfrog prince a leapin,
(*CHORUS*)SWEET,
SWEET TYPIN WOMAN,
Lets her fingers do the walkin,
SWEET TYPIN WOMAN,
(*MAIN*)It must be her way that turns me on,
It's only write that I made you my goal,
She's like Mount Everest's top o' da world,
Happiness can only at Duff's side,
Yup I savor heavy rolls,
From my sweet typin girl,
(*CHORUS*)Sweet SWEET TYPIN WOMAN,
Lets her fingers do da talkin,
S-w-e-e-t-t-y-p-i-n-w-o-m-a-n.......
Laff & Cry!
Mark. H. Colburn.
Copyright ©2002 Mark.H. Colburn.
(*MAIN*)G-D-D-C--D-C D-C TWICE-->
They want to,
Sea with your eyes,
Hear with your ears,
Touch with your hands,
(*CHORUS*) G---D---C---D--G--F--C---D-->
Love & hate & laff & cry,
Love & hate & laff & cry,
(*MAIN*)Feel the seasons pass you by,
Taste the bitter in the tears that you cry,
You don't know how lucky you are,
To breath theair beneath this shining star,
Somewere not so lucky,
They long 4 your embrace,
Don't you think 4 a minute their not there,
Because they have no face,
Take your life for granted,
If thats what you choose to do,
But their wating in the wings,
To live your life for you...
UNDER THE BURNING SUN
(*CHORUS*)Under the burning sun,
(*MAIN*)Some make it better,
(*MAIN*)F---C---G---C--D-C---*
Mark.H. Colburn.
Copyright ©2002 Mark.H. Colburn.
(*MAIN*)Sea the baby out in the street,
His mouth is gaping open,
There's never enough to eat,
Sea the big man,
Driving in his Cadillac,
He has over stuffed himself,
Dies of a heart attack,
We are one,
Under the burning sun,
We are one,
We are one,
Some make it worse,
Some feel for the situation,
Some are the curse,
REPEAT CHORUS ON ON TO PRT 2!
Aren't we all children under the son,
Just grabbing a glimpse of life,
Then it's done,
Then it's done,
(*CHORUS*)C---F--C----G--C->REPEATS TWICE-*
Under the burning sun etc...
(*MAIN*)Time is growing late now,
Why must all things come to an end,
Just like a tree in the wind,
Soon to break cause there's no room to bend,
(*CHORUS*)Under the burning sun,
We are one,
Under the burning sun,
We are one,
We are one, repeats till you bend!