Peter, Paul and Mary vs. Gordon Lightfoot

 Link: [Peter, Paul and Mary]

Link: [On YouTube]

Early Mornin’ Rain

Peter, Paul and Mary

In the early mornin’ rain

With a dollar in my hand

And an achin’ in my heart

And my pockets full of sand

I’m a long way from home

And I miss my loved one so

In the early mornin’ rain

With no place to go

Out on runway number nine

Big seven-o-seven set to go

But I’m out here on the grass

Where the pavement never grows

Well the liquor tasted good

And the women all were fast

There she goes my friend

She’s a-rollin’ down at last

Hear the mighty engine roar

Hear the mighty engine roar

See the silver wing on high

See the silver wing on high

She’s away and westward bound

Far above the clouds she’ll fly

Where the mornin’ rain don’t fall

And the sun always shines

She’ll be flyin’ o’re my home

In about three hours time

This old airport’s got me down

It’s no earthly good to me

‘Cause I’m stuck here on the ground

Cold and drunk as I might be

Can’t jump a jet plane

Like you can a freight train

So I’d best be on my way

In the early mornin’ rain

So I’d best be on my way

In the early mornin’ rain

Link: [Gordon Lightfoot]

Link: [On YouTube]

Early Mornin’ Rain

Gordon Lightfoot

In the early mornin’ rain

With a dollar in my hand

With an achin’ in my heart

And my pockets full of sand

I’m a long way from home

And I miss my loved one so

In the early mornin’ rain

With no place to go

Out on runway number nine

Big seven-o-seven set to go

But I’m stuck out here on the grass

Where the pavement never grows

Well the liquor tasted good

And the women all were fast

There she goes my friend

She’s a-rollin’ down at last

Hear the mighty engine roar

See the silver wing on high

She’s away and westward bound

Far above the clouds she’ll fly

Where the mornin’ rain don’t fall

And the sun always shines

She’ll be flyin’ o’re my home

In about three hours time

This old airport’s got me down

It’s no earthly good to me

‘Cause I’m stuck here on the ground

Cold and drunk as I might be

Can’t jump a jet plane

Like you can a freight train

So I’d best be on my way

In the early mornin’ rain

Can’t jump a jet plane

Like you can a freight train

So I’d best be on my way

In the early mornin’ rain

Lyrics From: [Gordon Lightfoot Lyrics/Chords]

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WhiteHeart Wednesday

Link: [Power House]

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Independence Day

WhiteHeart

Look it, Daddy

Look at that parade

They got a marchin’ band

What is Independence Day?

Ask not

What your country can do for you

Ask

What you can do for your country

You got to know the truth

If you wanna be free

What is freedom anyway?

Let freedom ring

From every hill and mole hill in Mississippi

From every mountainside

Where all of God’s children

Black men and white men

Jews and Gentiles

Protestants and Catholics

Will be able to join hands

And sing in the words of the old Negro spiritual

Free at last

Free at last

Thank God Almighty

Free at last!

Listen to our declaration

Listen to our testament

We’ve been given a revelation

We’re sure of where we stand

So let the banner

Be unfurled

We found a Light of hope

In a dying world

Hear the myth of modern man

You’re the god of your own land

Call your weak

Spineless fools

You’ve given up your right to rule

But I’ve been to the land of me

And I know I was never free

Freedom came

When I gave it all away

So we’re callin’ it Independence Day

I call it Independence Day

Let the rockets blaze across the sky

Raise the flag of praise way up high

Let the doubters call it what they may

It’s Independence Day

You can work to crown another hundred kings

But I believe in a better dream

They may call it slavery

But the biggest chain I knew was me

So let the idols tumble down

The walls of lies crumble to the ground

I know where salvation can be found

Let the idols tumble down

That’s why they call it Independence Day

I call it Independence Day

Let the rockets blaze across the sky

Raise the flag of praise way up high

Let the doubters call it what they may

It’s Independence Day

So join in the celebration

It’s a birth of a holy nation

It’s people alike

We are proud to say

It’s why we call it Independence Day

I call it Independence Day

Let the doubters call it what they may

‘Cause we call it Independence Day

It’s Independence Day

Independence Day

Link: [WhiteHeart]

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TWO FOR TUESDAY

Link: [Peter, Paul and Mary]

Not every song that will be featured here will be what is generally considered as being “Christian” in the eyes of this world. For some will be anguished cries from the pit of despair, and others will be quite obviously ferverent rants of rebellion. Nonetheless, be assured that they will all be of our Heavenly Father (in one way or another) and I hope that you have been given ears to hear the message.

Link: [On YouTube]

Puff The Magic Dragon

Peter, Paul and Mary

Oh Puff

The magic dragon

Lived by the sea

And frolicked in the autumn mist

In a land call Honahly

Little Jackie Paper

Loved that rascal Puff

And brought him strings

And sealing wax

And other fancy stuff

Oh Puff

The magic dragon

Lived by the sea

And frolicked in the autumn mist

In a land called Honahly

Puff

The magic dragon

Lived by the sea

And frolicked in the autumn mist

In a land call Honahly

Together

They would travel

On a boat with billowed sail

And Jackie kept a lookout perched

On Puff’s gigantic tail

Noble kings and princes

Would bow whenever they came

Pirate ships would lower their flags

When Puff roared out his name

Oh Puff

The magic dragon

Lived by the sea

And frolicked in the autumn mist

In a land called Honahly

Puff

The magic dragon

Lived by the sea

And frolicked in the autumn mist

In a land call Honahly

A dragon lives forever

But not so little boys

Painted wings

And giant rings

Make way for other toys

One grey night it happened

Jackie Paper came no more

And Puff

That mighty dragon

He ceased his fearless roar

His head was bent in sorrow

Green scales fell like rain

Puff no longer went to play

Along the cherry lane

Without his life-long friend

Puff could not be brave

So Puff

That mighty dragon

Sadly slipped into his cave

Oh Puff

The magic dragon

Lived by the sea

And frolicked in the autumn mist

In a land called Honahly

Puff

The magic dragon

Lived by the sea

And frolicked in the autumn mist

In a land call Honahly

Link: [On YouTube]

Jane Jane

Peter, Paul and Mary

Hey hey

Jane Jane

My Lord and Lord

Jane Jane

I’m gonna buy

Jane Jane

Three Mockin’ birds

Jane Jane

One for to whistle

Jane Jane

One for to sing

Jane Jane

One for to do

Jane Jane

Most any little thing

Children go where I send thee

How shall I send thee

Hey hey

My Lord and Lord

Well I’m gonna send thee

Three by three

Three for the Hebrew Children

Tow for the Paul and Silas

One for the little-bitty baby

That’s born

Born

Born in Bethlehem

Hey Hey

My Lord and Lord

I’m gonna buy

Three huntin’ dogs

One for to run

One for to shout

One for to talk to

When I go out

Children go where I send thee

How shall I send thee

Hey hey

My Lord and Lord

Well I’m gonna send thee

Six by six

Six for the six

That never got fixed

Five for the five

That stayed alive

Four for the four

That stood at the door

Three for the Hebrew children

Two for the Paul and Silas

One for the little-bitty baby

That’s born

Born

Born in Bethlehem

Hey hey

My Lord and Lord

I’m gonna buy

Three muley cows

One for to milk

One to plow my corn

One for to pray

On Christmas morn

Children go where I send thee

How shall I send thee

Hey hey

My Lord and Lord

Well I’m gonna send thee

Nine by nine

Nine for the nine

That dressed so fine

Eight for the eight

That stood at the gate

Seven for the seven

That came from Heaven

Six for the six

That never got fixed

Five for the five

That stayed alive

Four for the four

That stood at the door

Three for the Hebrew children

Two for the Paul and Silas

One for the little-bitty baby

That’s born

Born

Born in Bethlehem

Hey hey

My Lord and Lord

I’m gonna buy

Jane Jane

Three little blue birds

Jane Jane

One for to weep

Jane Jane

One for to mourn

Jane Jane

One for to pray

Jane Jane

When I am gone

Lyrics: [OldieLyrics]

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Come Monday...HBO's Game of Thrones

“Come Monday…” is a weekly series that will involve a review of, or commentary about,  websites, movies, documentaries, television shows, sports, music, and whatever else may tickle my fancy at the time.  Be assured that these reviews will be generally positive, as in accordance to the Jimmy Buffett song “Come Monday.”  This is subject to change, however.  In fact, I would be most derelict in my duties to neglect going on a rant every once in a while.  For rants promote change, and change can be good—right?  Therefore, since good is generally considered as being a positive force in 99.3% of the parallel universes that I am aware of, even a rant could be considered as being something positive, and a genuine hissy-fit would be even better (so I’m told).

I don’t know if I was just not paying attention again, or if HBO didn’t promote this new series as widely as they have done for others in the past. For I can remember seeing ads for [Treme], [True Blood] and [Boardwalk Empire] on a number of other channels before they came out, but it was not until the first season of [Game of Thrones] was almost over before I saw an ad for it on a regular (non-premium) channel.

Yeah, I think I would have remembered. For Game of Thrones looked like it had everything that would keep me entertained (Do I dare say enthralled? Yes, I do believe I shall.) from start to finish.

Be assured that I am very grateful for having access to [HBO On Demand]. For I was able to watch the entire first season, and I’ll be faunching at the bit until time for the second season to begin. If you don’t have access to HBO On Demand, [HBO GO] is another option.

You see, Game of Thrones starts out as three separate storylines that are interconnected with each other, and I suspect that it will all boil down to one storyline, with each of the three playing a part. For the throne in play is the one over the seven kingdoms of Westeros, which is a fictitious England and Wales.

The politics surrounding the Iron Throne, which is the seat of power over the seven kingdoms, is the main storyline. Although, the opening of the series has us up north of the wall, which is a fictitious [Hadrian’s Wall], and this is part of a second storyline. For the wall is mostly manned by the outcasts of the southern kingdoms, and their faithful service in the Night’s Watch gives them an opportunity for at least some redemption in the eyes of their fellowman.

The third storyline follows the banished descendents of a former king over the seven kingdoms, who are over in a fictitious region of eastern Europe/western Asia attempting to raise an army to take back what they believe has been stolen from them. Now, I don’t want to ruin it for anyone, but I can tell you that the very last scene of this storyline for the season was enough to keep me watching for as long as the show still airs.

No, this is not to say that it does not have its share of “uncomfortable” parts. For those who feel faint at just the thought of full frontal nudity and strong sexual situations, be forewarned that the Game of Thrones has at least a couple of scenes per episode where this is shown in very graphic detail, and for lovers of animals, there are some scenes that will make you sick. Well, at least they did me.

Nonetheless, Game of Thrones is a keeper. The following video should give you an idea of why I think so.

Link: [On YouTube]

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A Sunday Drive

Back during my childhood, our parents would often load up my brother and me after Sunday morning church services for a leisurely drive around where we lived.  Even though we were seeing mostly familiar sights, it was still good to see them, and this is why “A Sunday Drive” sounded about right for the name of a weekly series revisiting familiar sites that are well worth seeing again and again.  The link below the image is to the site itself, and the image is linked to the post it was first included in here.

 Link: [A. Hurst Photography]

 Link: [Ask Fisher]

 Link: [Beers with Demo]

 Link: [Crazy Mom With 4 Boys]

 Link: [Don't Know Much About Photography]

 Link: [Frogs In My Formula]

 Link: [Gentle Recovery]

 Link: [Hainute Colorate...]

Link: [Hearts Make Families]

Link: [Historical Atlas of the Mediterranean]

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Trib Updates and SOS!

This is a weekly series that will include a brief summary of the latest articles that have been published on The Tribulation Times Herald-Exhorter.  Hopefully, this will encourage you to go check out some truly outstanding articles that have been published by a number of truly outstanding authors.  Moreover, I hope this will also encourage you to want to become a contributing member/author, as well.  The “Hear Ye!  Hear Ye!” site explanation near the top of the side-bar should answer many of your questions.  Along with the updates, there will be some commentary on some of the spam that has been sent my way, which is what the SOS! (Spam On Saturdays!) is all about.  No, I do not expect to accomplish anything with the spammers.  For if they understood what they are doing, surely they wouldn’t be doing it, but it will make me feel better, which is all that counts—right?

[The Islamic Antichrist] contains a review by Dickster of the book, The Islamic Antichrist.

[I Hate “The Family Guy”] contains some unique observations by Lavender Darwin.

[The Most Socialist States in America] contains a link to a slideshow that Lavender Darwin finds interesting.

[Amusing New Cigarette Health Warnings from the FDA] contains some other warnings that only Lavender Darwin could come up with.

[Not In Business For Our Health] contains a video of a ABC News segment about supplies of many cancer treatments drugs running dangerously low because of there allegedly being not enough profit to making them, along with some commentary from myself.

[Why I Am Not A Unitarian Universalist] contains some observations from Lavender Darwin.

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Reply To: zhanggliuu112@yahoo.com
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Date: Mon, Jun 13, 2011 at 12:56 PM
Subject: Lets See






From: Mr. Zhang Liu zhangliu@redebrasil.tv.br
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Date: Mon, Jun 13, 2011 at 1:00 PM
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Well, it would seem that Mr. Zhang Liu didn’t have much to say—twice! For that was all there was to both emails.

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Sites To See

The SOLE purpose of this weekly series is to call attention to sites that I think many would find most interesting—in one way or another.  Just to be clear, inclusion in this series is not necessarily meant as a recommendation, and I have included sites that are rather disturbing to me.  The link below each image is to the site itself, and each image is linked to the particular post from which it was taken when applicable.  Please, go see for yourself.

 Link: [All In The Family]

 Link: [And Then There Were 4....]

 Link: [ASM & Associates]

 Link: [Barnyards and Barnacles]

 Link: [Beyond Passing Time]

 Link: [Colin Tariq]

 Link: [Counting My Blessings]

 Link: [Daily Venting & Exclamations]

 Link: [Day by Day Photos]

 Link: [Debbie Does Drivel]

 Link: [Eagles Wings]

 Link: [Earnestly Still]

 Link: [Ferrell's Travel Blog]

 Link: [G.R.I.P.]

Link: [Giddy Fingers]

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Bob Dylan vs. Peter, Paul and Mary

 Link: [Bob Dylan]

Link: [On YouTube]

Blowin’ In The Wind

Bob Dylan

How many roads must a man walk down

Before you call him a man

Yes

And how many seas must a white dove sail

Before she sleeps in the sand

Yes

And how many times must the cannonballs fly

Before they’re forever banned

The answer my friend

Is blowin’ in the wind

The answer

Is blowin’ in the wind

How many years can a mountain exist

Before it’s washed to the sea

Yes

And how many years can some people exist

Before they’re allowed to be free

Yes

And how many times can a man turn his head

Pretending he just doesn’t see

The answer my friend

Is blowin’ in the wind

The answer

Is blowin’ in the wind

How many times must a man look up

Before he can see the sky

Yes

And how many ears must one man have

Before he can hear people cry

Yes

And how many deaths will it take ‘til he knows

That too many people have died

The answer my friend

Is blowin’ in the wind

The answer

Is blowin’ in the wind

Link: [Peter, Paul and Mary]

Link: [On YouTube]

Blowin’ In The Wind

Peter, Paul and Mary

How many roads must a man walk down

Before they call him a man

How many seas must a white dove sail

Before she sleeps in the sand

How many times must the cannonballs fly

Before they’re forever banned

The answer my friend

Is blowin’ in the wind

The answer

Is blowin’ in the wind

How many years can a mountain exist

Before it is washed to the sea

How many years can some people exist

Before they’re allowed to be free

How many times can a man turn his head

And pretend he just doesn’t see

The answer my friend

Is blowin’ in the wind

The answer

Is blowin’ in the wind

How many times must a man look up

Before he can see the sky

How many ears must one man have

Before he can hear people cry

How many deaths will it take ‘til he knows

That too many people have died

The answer my friend

Is blowin’ in the wind

The answer

Is blowin’ in the wind

The answer

Is blowin’ in the wind

Lyrics From: [Bob Dylan Songs]

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WhiteHeart Wednesday

Link: [Power House]

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Desert Rose

WhiteHeart

Lost in a windswept land

In a world of shiftin’ sand

A fragile flower stands apart

There in that barren ground

You feel like the only one

Tryin’ to serve Him with all your heart

And you wonder

Wonder

Can you last much longer

This cloud you are under

Will it cover you

Desert rose

Desert rose

Don’t you worry

Don’t be lonely

Heaven knows

Heaven knows

In a dry and weary land

A flower grows

His desert rose

His desert rose

Sometimes holiness

Can seem like emptiness

When you feel the whole world’s laughin’ eyes

But if it’s a lonely day

Know you’re on the Father’s way

He will hear you when you cry

And He will hold you

Hold you

Your Father will hold you

He will love you

Love you

For the things you do

Desert rose

Desert rose

Don’t you worry

Don’t be lonely

Heaven knows

Heaven knows

In a dry and weary land

A flower grows

His desert rose

His desert rose

His desert rose

Desert rose

Don’t you worry

Don’t be lonely

Heaven knows

Heaven knows

In a dry and weary land

A flower grows

His desert rose

Desert rose

Desert rose

Don’t be lonely

Don’t be lonely

Desert rose

Oh don’t you worry

Desert rose

Don’t you know He’ll be with you

Heaven knows

Heaven knows

He will hold your troubled heart

Oh desert rose

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TWO FOR TUESDAY

Link: [Bob Dylan]

Not every song that will be featured here will be what is generally considered as being “Christian” in the eyes of this world.  For some will be anguished cries from the pit of despair, and others will be quite obviously ferverent rants of rebellion.  Nonetheless, be assured that they will all be of our Heavenly Father (in one way or another) and I hope that you have been given ears to hear the message.

Link: [On YouTube]

The Times They Are A-Changin’

Bob Dylan

Come gather ‘round people

Wherever you roam

And admit that the waters

Around you have grown

And accept it that soon

You’ll be drenched to the bone

If your time to you is worth savin’

Then you better start swimmin’

Or you’ll sink like a stone

For the times

They are a-changin’

Come writers and critics

Who prophesize with your pen

And keep your eyes wide

The chance won’t come again

And don’t speak too soon

For the wheel’s still in spin

And there’s no tellin’

Who that it’s namin’

For the loser now

Will be later to win

For the times

They are a-changin’

Come senators

Congressmen

Please heed the call

Don’t stand in the doorway

Don’t block up the hall

For he that gets hurt

Will be he who has stalled

There’s a battle outside

And it is ragin’

It’ll soon shake your windows

And rattle your walls

For the times

They are a-changin’

Come mothers and fathers

Throughout the land

And don’t criticize

What you can’t understand

Your sons and your daughters

Are beyond your command

Your old road is rapidly agin’

Please get out of the new one

If you can’t lend your hand

For the times

They are a-changin’

The line

It is drawn

The curse

It is cast

The slow one now

Will later be fast

As the present now

Will later be past

The order is rapidly fadin’

And the first one now

Will later be last

For the times

They are a-changin’

Link: [On YouTube]

Like A Rolling Stone

Bob Dylan

Once upon a time you dressed so fine

You threw the bums a dime in your prime

Didn’t you

People’d call

Say

Beware doll

You’re bound to fall

You thought they were all

Kiddin’ you

You used to

Laugh about

Everybody that was

Hangin’ out

Now you don’t

Talk so loud

Now you don’t

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

You’ve 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 all out on the street

And now you’re gonna have to

Get used to it

You said you’d never

Compromise

With the mystery tramp

But now you

Rrealize

He 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 did

Tricks for you

You never understood

That it ain’t no good

You shouldn’t 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

Ain’t it hard

When you discover that

He really wasn’t

Where it’s 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

Life a rolling stone

Princess on the steeple

And all the pretty people

They’re drinkin’

Thinkin’ that they

Got it made

Exchangin’ all kinds of

Precious gifts and things

But you’d better take off your diamond ring

You’d 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 can’t refuse

When you got nothing

You got nothing to lose

You’re 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

Lyrics From: [Bob Dylan Songs]

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