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@junkiefred 779646 wrote:

This is a good one, but I prefer the Johnny Cash version better, it seems to take on a more somber tone when Johnny sings it.

Ya this was my theme song toward the end though heroin wasn’t my thing the pain of addiction was.
very depressing song

YouTube – Johnny Cash Hurt

YouTube – Morphine – Cure for Pain

sorry, very bad recovery songs

sunday morning coming down – kris kerstofferson (spelling?)
kneeling drunkards plea – johnny cash
live for today — pennywise

I can’t pick this song apart to explain WHY it means so much to me about my drinking, it just does. When I hear this song and sing it, I am singing it To myself and my drinking.

Once upon a time you dressed so fine
You threw the bums a dime in your prime, didnt you?
Peopled call, say, beware doll, youre bound to fall
You thought they were all kiddin you
You used to laugh about
Everybody that was hangin out
Now you dont talk so loud
Now you dont seem so proud
About having to be scrounging for your next meal.

How does it feel
How does it feel
To be without a home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?

Youve gone to the finest school all right, miss lonely
But you know you only used to get juiced in it
And nobody has ever taught you how to live on the street
And now you find out youre gonna have to get used to it
You said youd never compromise
With the mystery tramp, but now you realize
Hes not selling any alibis
As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes
And ask him do you want to make a deal?

How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?

You never turned around to see the frowns on the jugglers and the clowns
When they all come down and did tricks for you
You never understood that it aint no good
You shouldnt let other people get your kicks for you
You used to ride on the chrome horse with your diplomat
Who carried on his shoulder a siamese cat
Aint it hard when you discover that
He really wasnt where its at
After he took from you everything he could steal.

How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?

Princess on the steeple and all the pretty people
Theyre drinkin, thinkin that they got it made
Exchanging all kinds of precious gifts and things
But youd better lift your diamond ring, youd better pawn it babe
You used to be so amused
At napoleon in rags and the language that he used
Go to him now, he calls you, you cant refuse
When you got nothing, you got nothing to lose
Youre invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal.

How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?

Girl With a Problem
NORTHERN PIKES

She’s a girl with a problem
She’s a girl with a problem
And there ain’t no cure

Well she works so hard and at the end of the day
Needs a little somethin’ extra to take it all away
They say love can conquer all and I wish it were true
She’s a girl with a problem and there’s nothin’ I can do
Nothin’ I can do

You can bang your head against a brick wall
You can lacquer Humpty Dumpty
But you can’t prevent a fall
Well bang, bang, bang, and there’s nobody home
She’s a girl with a problem, she wants to be alone

You can lie to me
You can lie to yourself for a while
‘Til those lies turn into something else
I will talk to you
You will listen to me for a while
Then you’ll turn your back and away you go
Away you go

Can somebody please help me
‘Cause it’s drivin’ me mad
Sometimes she’s so good
But sometimes she’s just so bad
She thinks I don’t know but I’ve been there before
And more than once I’ve thought about just
Walkin’ out that door
Walkin’ out that door

Take me away
I know nothing lasts forever
Take me away

Well nobody wants the gallows
Nobody needs a noose
So break those chains and let her run loose
I love that little girl and I will love her ’til the end
But she’s got a little problem
And she needs to have a good friend

You can lie to me
You can lie to yourself for a while
‘Til those lies turn into something else
I will talk to you
You will listen to me for a while
Then you’ll turn your back and away you go
Away you go

She’s a girl with a problem and it’s plain to see
I try to help her out, she won’t listen to me
She’s a girl with a problem
She’s a girl with a problem
She’s a girl with a problem
She’s a girl with a problem and there ain’t no cure

Cold world lyrics
Xzibit Lyrics

Justine, 19, just got clean
Fresh outta rehab with self-esteem
She ain’t felt this good in a while
A new leash on life, a vibrant thang, a beautiful smile
Used to run with a circle of friends, who was skeleton thin
Sniff white lines off powerful men
But see, all that’s a thang of the past, she got class
And be damned if she’d let herself burn and crash
She ain’t from money so she startin from scratch
It’s hard working for scraps
It take everything she got not to relaspe
Locked down in 9 to 5, but at the 9 to 5
She get sexually harrased and chastised
Boss is a married man, she won’t touch him
Frustrated angry man, she won’t **** him
She’s out of her job, at Basket Cakes
Least it came wit an 8, 2 lines to the face
God Damn!

[Chorus]
It’s a cold, cold, world, and you know it
Niggaz will lay you down and take your bread, yeah and you know it
Only two choices, you can give it up or you can just die with it!
Only two choices, you can give it up or you can just die with it, yeah

[Verse 2: Xzibit]
He was on his own, at a very young age
When he learned from the streets, made everything change
See he came up with hustlers, lost his religion
It’s funny how money can make a ***** think he livin
I ain’t talkin paper like Jigga or Dre
It’s more like 7500, 9 ounces of lle’
That’s what he say he can get for the flip, they thought the deal was legit
But he stuck him and split, in deep ****
Now his mother work for minimum pay
Live a positive way, she the first one at church every Sunday
Blind to the needs of her son, he’s a gatling gun
In the streets, jackin niggaz for fun
It’s a non-stop search through the hood, but can’t catch him
They found out where mom stayed and went steppin
The evil that men do, but still we continue
With death and dishonor, for the all mighty dollar, it’s so cold

[Chorus]

[Verse 3: Xzibit]
He was 13, brought up in Baghdad
Ate with his right and made money with his left hand
Prayed to the East, 5 times daily
His mother and father just had a new born baby
Now his father was an Imam who carried the weight
And built his family on 5 pillars of faith
Never trippin off Western ways, it meant nada
Pilgramige to Mecca to circle around Kabba
300 miles away, British troops hit Basra
His cousin waged jihad and died with honor
He heard about the buildings on 9-11
And a man named Bush on a search for weapons
Now here come the U.S., to crush Saddam
Wit 88 thousand tons of missile and bombs
But his family’s too broke to move or find shelter
If they all had to die, they would die together and that’s cold… damn

[Chorus]Xzibit Lyrics Index

YouTube – danny o’keefe / good time charlie’s got the blues

showing my age good tune though

YouTube – The Eagles – Tequila Sunrise

been there done that