Follow her down to a bridge by a fountain
Where rocking horse people eat marshmallow pies
Everyone smiles as you drift past the flowers
That grow so incredibly high
Monday, September 28, 2009
Lucy O'Donnell : 1963 - 28 September 2009
Sunday, September 27, 2009
Beau Velasco : ... - September 27 2009
We go around the world and we do what must be done
It's a top secret mission and our enemies are wishin
That they had a bigger gun
Yeah we do our best
We do our best
To look good doing it
Friday, September 25, 2009
Monday, September 21, 2009
Sam Carr : 1926 - September 21 2009
Oh, You know I love you baby
All night long
But you dog me around
You don't care 'bout my life no more
(No she don't!)
Booohooohoooh
Saturday, September 19, 2009
Arthur Ferrante : September 7 1921 – September 19 2009
Let it fly in the breeze and get caught in the trees
Give a home to the fleas, in my hair
Roc Raida : May 18, 1972 – September 19, 2009
It's a complicated world, so girl just be a friend
I swear I'll never call you bitch again (and that's my word)
Wednesday, September 16, 2009
Johnny Mullins : 1923 – September 16, 2009
If we could share an evening now and then
I'm sure we'd find true happiness again
You never hold me like you used to do
Oh, it's funny what success has done to you
Mary Travers : November 9, 1936 – September 16, 2009
Sometimes I feel like a motherless child
Sometimes I feel like a motherless child
Sometimes I feel like a motherless child
A long way from home, a long way from home
Peter, Paul & Mary - Sometimes I Feel Like A Motherless Child
Monday, September 14, 2009
Bobby Graham : March 11, 1940 - September 14, 2009
Comes a-walkin' down my street
When she comes to my house
She knocks upon my door
And then she comes in my room
Yeah, an' she make me feel alright
(pok pok!)
Patrick Swayze : August 18, 1952 – September 14, 2009
I look in the mirror and all I see
Is a young old man with only a dream
Friday, September 11, 2009
Jim Carroll : August 1, 1949 - September 11, 2009
It's too late
To fall in love with Sharon Tate
But it's too soon
To ask me for the words I want carved on my tomb