The Siver Fox!! The Blues Man!!
JOE'S NEW YEARS EVE PARTY
Tune: "Wasn't that A Party?"
By: Tom Paxton
Couklda been the Scotch, now!
Coulda been the gin!
Coulda been the three or four six packs, I don't know!
But would ya look at the mess I'm in??
My head's like a sword hilt!
I wish that I could die!
But tell me, me oh, me oh, my!
Wasn't that a party??
Duncan took some panties
Wore them like a hat!
I saw Methos under the kitchen table
Talking to my old tom cat!
The cat was talking back!
Long about then everything went black!
But wasn't that a party!?
I'm sure it's jut my memory
Playing tricks on me
But I think I saw Amanda
Steal my neighbors tree!
She was naked as can be!!
Richie was sitting in the backyard
Blowing on a siren from somebody's Police car!
So you see Your Honor!
It was all in fun!!
That little bitty track meet down on Main street
Was just to see if the cops could run!
Well, they run us in to see you
I'm in an alcoholic haze!
And I sure can use those thirty days!
But - wasn't that a party!?
SEND IN MACLEOD
JOE'S RAGTIME LAMENT
Tune: "Send The Marines!" By: Tom Lehrer
When Immortals make a move
Of which I don't approve Who is it that always intervens?
Methos and Richie - yes
They have their place I guess
But first - Send in MacLeod!!
I'll send them all I've got
Oh, Watchers by the lot
Remember swordfighting scenes so proud
He kills Immies without flaw
But not my brother-in-law!
So what do I do? I send in MacLeod
For might nakes right 'til
Immies see the light Immortals kill and maime
Watchers scheme and blame
'Til somebody we like can win The Game!
When I need someone whacked
Because somehow they lack
The special things we look for in
The One Call it manipulation
Rather it's contemplation
Watcher want the world to know
That we support the status quo
Immies they all love us so
What do I do? I send in MacLeod!
BLUES FOR MR. DAWSON
Tune: "Sweet Music Man" By: Kenny Rogers
I wouldn't listen and I couldn't see
And all I have left now are words you and to me
Sing your song Sweet Music Man!
You jam every night with a four peice band
That plays for you what you ask it to
You're a hellava singer and a powerful man
And you surround youself with people who listen then sing along
You touch my soul with your beautiful Blues
Even had me singing along right with you!
You said, "I'll play for you!"
Then you sang the words and added harmony
And you played the song you'd sung for us
Like it was new
And nobody sings a Blues song quite like you do!
Nobody else can make me sing along
Nobody else can make me feel
That things are right when they're wrong with a song
Nobody sings a Blues song quite like you!
Sing you song Sweet Music Man!
Cause I'll be there to tap my foot like I used to I'll sing with you!
Now the songs you've sung to so many people
Have all begun to come back on you!
So sing your songs Sweet Music Man
Don't go makin' your living doin' one night strands
Let me prove to you -
You're still a hellava singer powerful man
I'm always one last fan you can sing to!
So sing your song Sweet Music Man -
I believe in you ..
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