Next Band Meetups

[Briallan]

Ah, yes ... sorry I really should have thought about emailing you! For some reason I got it into my head that you were working on the songs and so were too busy to come to the meetup ... so my fault too. In future, I will email you in that situation.

[Ehn Farad]

Like I said, I can be clueless about times. I got stuck on the idea that we were doing two meetings in a row, same time each day, and didn't even bother checking the proper time. Sorry to be a burden but if you could do that next time, I would be grateful!

[Briallan]

Just a reminder .. we ARE getting together tonite for usual band meetup .. the plan is to test a few new songs and some fixes of old songs .. I will put up the list of songs and parts before the meetup (though perhaps only shortly before the meetup....)

[Ehn Farad]

This time I WILL be there!

[Briallan]

haha ...most excellent! Today we will be testing some of Kro's retreads (hee hee) and some new songs by Rho. Here is the link to the songs and the part spreadsheet.

[Ice Weasel]

Posting here to keep the lyrics in one thread, also to keep the song selection thread uncluttered:

This Kiss (corrected)

[0:13 Intro]

~ I don't want another heartbreak
~ I don't need another turn to cry, no
~ I don't want to learn the hard way
~ Baby hello, oh no, goodbye
~ But you got me like a rocket
~ Shooting straight across the sky

~ It's the way you love me
~ It's a feeling like this
~ It's centripical motion
~ It's perpetual bliss
~ It's that pivotal moment
~ It's, ah, impossible
~ This kiss, this kiss
 
~ Cinderella said to Snow White
~ "How does love get so off course, oh
~ All I wanted was a white knight
~ With a good heart, soft touch, fast horse
~ Ride me off into the sunset
~ Baby I'm forever yours"

~ It's the way you love me
~ It's a feeling like this
~ It's centripical motion
~ It's perpetual bliss
~ It's that pivotal moment
~ It's, ah unthinkable
~ This kiss, this kiss, 
~ Unsinkable
~ This kiss, this kiss

~ You can kiss me in the moonlight
~ On the rooftop under the sky, oh
~ You can kiss me with the windows open
~ While the rain comes pouring inside, oh
~ Kiss me in sweet slow motion
~ Let's let everything slide
~ You got me floating, you got me flying

~ It's the way you love me
~ It's a feeling like this
~ It's centripical motion
~ It's perpetual bliss
~ It's that pivotal moment
~ It's, ah subliminal
~ This kiss, this kiss, 
~ It's criminal
~ This kiss, this kiss

~ It's the way you love me baby
~ It's the way you love me, darlin', yeah

~ It's the way you love me
~ It's a feeling like this
~ It's centripical motion
~ It's perpetual bliss
~ It's that pivotal moment
~ It's, impossible
~ This kiss, this kiss, 
~ Unstoppable
~ This kiss, this kiss
~ Unthinkable
~ This kiss, this kiss
~ Unsinkable, yeah...

 

[Ice Weasel]

Revised Lyrics:

Boot Scootin' Boogie

~ Out in East Rohan in the Entwash Vale,
~ Well, there's a honky tonk near the Fangorn trail.
~ The joint starts jumpin' every night when the sun goes down.
~ They got whiskey, women, music and smoke,
~ It's where all the Rohirrim go to boot scootin' boogie

~ I've got a good job, I work hard for my money,
~ When it's quittin' time, I hit the door runnin'.
~ I proceed to my war-steed and let the horse run,
~ I go flyin' down the trailway to that hideaway
~ Stuck out in the woods to do the boot scootin boogie

~ Yeah, heel-toe, do si do, come on, baby let's go boot scootin'
~ Oh, saddleback, blackjack, baby, meet me out back,
~ We're gonna boogie.
~ Oh, get down, turn around, go to town,
~ Boot scootin' boogie

[break]
[1:47]

~ The bartender asks me says, "Son, what'll it be?"
~ I want a shot at that shield maid yonder lookin' at me.
~ The dance floor's hoppin' and it's hotter than Amon Amarth.
~ I see outlaws, in-laws, talls and smalls
~ All out makin' it shake doin' the boot scootin' boogie

~ Yeah, heel-toe, do si do, come on, baby, let's go boot scootin'
~ Oh, saddleback, blackjack, baby, meet me out back,
~ We're gonna boogie.
~ Oh, get down, turn around, go to town
~ Boot scootin' boogie

~ Yeah, heel-toe, do si do, come on, baby, let's go boot scootin'
~ Oh, saddleback, blackjack, baby, meet me out back,
~ We're gonna boogie.
~ Oh, get down, turn around, go to town
~ Boot scootin' boogie
~ Oh, get down, turn around, go to town
~ Boot scootin' boogie
~ Oh, get down, turn around, go to town
~ Boot scootin' boogie

[Ice Weasel]

Dont' Fence Me In

[0:05 Lead-in]

~ Oh, give me land, lots of land under starry skies above
~ Don't fence me in
~ Let me ride through the wide open country that I love
~ Don't fence me in

~ Let me be by myself in the evenin' breeze
~ And listen to the murmur of the cottonwood trees
~ Send me off forever, but I ask you please
~ Don't fence me in

~ Just turn me loose
~ Let me straddle my old saddle
~ Underneath the Western skies
~ On my Cayuse
~ Let me wander over yonder
~ Till I see the mountains rise

~ I want to ride to the ridge where the West commences
~ And gaze at the moon till I lose my senses
~ And I can't look at hobbles and I can't stand fences
~ Don't fence me in

~ Oh, give me land, lots of land under starry skies above
~ Don't fence me in
~ Let me ride through the wide country that I love
~ Don't fence me in

~ Let me be by myself in the evenin' breeze
~ And listen to the murmur of the cottonwood trees
~ Send me off forever but I ask you please
~ Don't fence me in!

~ Just turn me loose
~ Let me straddle my old saddle
~ Underneath the Western skies
~ On my Cayuse
~ Let me wander over yonder
~ Till I see the mountains rise

~ I want to ride to the ridge where the West commences
~ And gaze at the moon 'til I lose my senses
~ I can't look at hobbles and I can't stand fences
~ Don't fence me in

~ Oh, give me land, lots of land under starry skies above
~ Don't fence me in
~ Let me ride through the wide open country that I love
~ Don't fence me in

~ Let me be by myself in the evenin' breeze
~ And listen to the murmur of the cottonwood trees
~ Send me off forever, but I ask you please
~ Don't fence me in

~ Just turn me loose
~ Let me straddle my old saddle
~ Underneath the Western skies
~ On my Cayuse
~ Let me wander over yonder
~ Till I see the mountains rise

~ I want to ride to the ridge where the West commences
~ And gaze at the moon till I lose my senses
~ And I can't look at hobbles and I can't stand fences
~ Don't fence me in

 

[Ice Weasel]

Okay, sometimes the words pop out, and they aren't what you were meaning to write about.  That happened here. It may not be "Country" or "Cowboy"... but the words sort of took over and did their own thing. I think it's funny, not that I agree with the sentiment. 

Mama's Don't Let Your Babies

[0:09 lead in]

~ Wardens ain't easy to love and they're harder to play.
~ They'd rather set up a gambit than hack away.
~ Medium Armour and old funky shield,
~ And each fight begins the same way.
~ With the toss of a javelin, annointed with oil,
~ Boars burn and Orcs can go blind. 

~ Mamas, don't let your babies grow up to be Wardens.
~ Don't let 'em use javelins or shields with the spikes,
~ Make 'em use swords and bows and the like.
~ Mamas don't let your babies grow up to be Wardens.
~ 'Cos they'll moan and they'll groan and they Muster alone,
~ No one gets the whole gambit thing.

~ Wardens like smokey old caverns and clear mountain passes,
~ Powerful Carvings and Shield Spikes and building Gambits.
~ Them that don't know 'em won't like 'em and them that do,
~ Sometimes won't know how to take 'em.
~ They ain't wrong, they're just different but their pride won't let them,
~ Do things to show that they have wits.

~ Mamas, don't let your babies grow up to be Wardens.
~ Don't let 'em use javelins or shields with the spikes,
~ Make 'em use swords and bows and the like.
~ Mamas don't let your babies grow up to be Wardens.
~ 'Cos they'll moan and they'll groan and they Muster alone,
~ No one gets the whole gambit thing.
~ 'Cos they'll moan and they'll groan and they Muster alone,
~ No one gets the whole gambit thing.

[Ehn Farad]

Streets of Esteldin

~ As I walked out in the streets of Esteldin
~ As I walked out in Esteldin one day
~ I spied a young cowboy wrapped all in white linen
~ Wrapped in white linen as cold as the clay

~ Oh beat the drum slowly and play the fife lowly
~ Sing the dead march as you carry me along
~ Take me to the valley then lay the sod o'er me
~ I'm a young cowboy and I know I've done wrong

~ I see by your outfit that you are a cowboy
~ These words he did say as I boldly walked by
~ Come sit down beside me and hear my sad story
~ Got shot in the breast and I know I must die

~ Go fetch me some water a cool cup of water
~ To cool my hot lips then the poor cowboy said
~ Before I return his spirit had left him
~ Had gone to his maker the cowboy was dead

~ Oh beat the drum slowly and play the fife lowly
~ Sing the dead march as you carry me along
~ Take me to the valley then lay the sod o'er me
~ I'm a young cowboy and I know I've done wrong

[Ehn Farad]

Snowbird

~ Beneath this snowy mantle cold and clean
~ The unborn grass lies waiting for its coat to turn to green
~ The snowbird sings the song he always sings
~ And speaks to me of flowers that will bloom again in spring

~ When I was young my heart was young then, too
~ Anything that it would tell me, that's the thing that I would do
~ But now I feel such emptiness within
~ For the thing that I want most in life's the thing that I can't win

~ Spread your tiny wings and fly away
~ And take the snow back with you
~ Where it came from on that day
~ The one I love forever is untrue
~ And if I could you know that I would
~ Fly away with you

~ The breeze along the river seems to say
~ That he'll only break my heart again should I decide to stay
~ So, little snowbird, take me with you when you go
~ To that land of gentle breezes where the peaceful waters flow

~ Spread your tiny wings and fly away
~ And take the snow back with you
~ Where it came from on that day
~ The one I love forever is untrue
~ And if I could you know that I would
~ Fly away with you

~ Yeah, if I could I know that I would fl-y-y-y-y away with you