General Chat

He's a man with a guitar Rose.....some people are just too fussy, *tuts* LOL

Ello our Little ... ~~~~ xxxx
So Ramblin Stella Mac, what ya going to do with all them milllions ? OOOpppps .. hope I havent let the cat out of the bag ??? ;)))

Rose! now ya kept that one quiet......and you know I am a verrrryyyy goooood fwennnnnd :)))))))))))))))

well I don't want just anyone Ann...guitar or no guitar! lol

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Trust me...if I had millions my friends would not go short!

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Awww bless you Rose....will keep looking for guitar man lol

There's a man behind the guitar
And he's not too happy as a superstar.
Am I asking too much
Will you reach out and touch
The man behind the guitar?

Big Motors comin',
Smokin', Dixie gum in.
Knit me into a plastic man
Who can that natural be?
Smile though I don't feel good
Wear clothes that they would
Losing all my best friends
Who are asking what happened to me.
Take a good look and see.

There's a man behind the guitar
And he's not too happy as a superstar.
Am I asking too much?
Will you reach out and touch
The man behind the guitar?
Boy you will go far
You will be a real star
So much money to spend
That you can buy anything that you see.
A movie queen to escort you
In the big Cadillac that we bought you.
All these things and all I want
Is not like how it used to be,
Just take a good look and see.

Still get kicks out of guitar layin'.
The girls go wild when they see my style.

There's a man behind the guitar
And he's not too happy as a superstar.
Am I asking too much
Will you reach out and touch
The man behind the guitar?

(John Miles)

Just reminded me of this lol

Who draws the crowd and plays so loud, baby it's the guitar man
Who's gonna steal the show, you know baby it's the guitar man
He can make you love, he can make you cry
He will bring you down then he'll get you high
Somethin' keeps him goin' miles and miles a day
To find another place to play.
Night after night who treats you right, baby it's the guitar man
Who's on the radio, you go listen to the guitar man
Then he comes to town and you see his face
And you think you might like to take his place
Somethin' keeps him driftin' miles and miles away
Searchin' for the songs to play.

Then you listen to the music and you like to stay along
You want to get the meaning out of each and every song
Then you find yourself a message and some words
To call your own and take them home.

He can make you love, he can get you high
He will bring you down then he'll make you cry
Somethin' keeps him movin' but no one seems to know
What it is that makes him go.

Then the lights begin to flicker and the sound is getting dim
The voice begins to falter and the crowds are getting thin
But he never seems to notice he's just got to find
Another place to play, Anyway Got to play, anyway Got to play.

oh I knew it would Ann LOL...just waiting for you to post that!! lol

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Lol Rose - you know me so well :))

Both sons play guitar an both swear blind it works better than a bottle of " Vodka Wicked" .... :)))

lol Kim....funny!

reminds me of a line from a song....

"Doh,Re,Mi Soh fa so good....finger excercises! lol

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