ATF: November Numbing

This weekly series will include as many of my all-time favorite (ATF) tunes as I can get my grubby little hands on (so to speak).  Now, each one included in each edition will have some connection with the other—albeit only as a figment of my imagination, but they will not be numbered.  For I just cannot bring myself to rate some higher than others.  So, this will not be a countdown, but if you are enjoying them as much as I do, it won’t matter.  Besides, with no countdown, this could go on forever and ever!  Oh, and despite the fact that there is absolutely no way your musical tastes could be as exquisite as mine, I welcome any suggestions you might dare to make.  For I am, after all, quite magnanimous by nature.

Link: [Guns ‘n’ Roses]

November Rain

Guns ‘n’ Roses

When I look into your eyes

I can see a love restrained

But darlin' when I hold you

Don't you know I feel the same

Yeah

Nothin' lasts forever

And we both know hearts can change

And it's hard to hold a candle

In the cold November rain

We've been through this

Such a long long time

Just tryin' to kill the pain

Oh yeah

But lovers always come

And lovers always go

And no one's really sure

Who's lettin' go today

Walkin’ away

And if we take the time

To lay it on the line

I could rest my head just knowin'

That you were mine

All mine

So when you want to love me

Then darlin' don't refrain

Or I'll just end up walkin'

In the cold November rain

Do you need some time

On your own

Do you need some time

All alone

Ooh everybody needs some time

On their own

Ooh don't you know you need some time

All alone

I know it's hard to keep an open heart

When even friends seem out to harm you

But if you could heal the broken heart

Wouldn't time be out to charm you

Whoa oh oh oh oh

Sometimes I need some time

On my own

Sometimes I need some time

All alone

Ooh everybody needs some time

On their own

Ooh don't you know you need some time

All alone

And when your fears subside

And shadows still remain

Oh yeah

I know that you can love me

When there's no one left to blame

So never mind the darkness

We still can find a way

Nothin' lasts forever

Even cold November rain

Don't ya think that you need somebody

Don't ya think that you need someone

Everybody needs somebody

You're not the only one

You're not the only one

Don't ya think that you need somebody

Don't ya think that you need someone

Everybody needs somebody

You're not the only one

You're not the only one

Don't ya think that you need somebody

Don't ya think that you need someone

Everybody needs somebody

You're not the only one

You're not the only one

Don't ya think that you need somebody

Don't ya think that you need someone

Everybody needs somebody

Link: [Big & Rich]

8th of November

Big & Rich

Hello, I’m Kris Kristofferson.  On November 8th, 1965, the 173rd Airborne Brigade on Operation Hump, Warzone D in Viet Nam, were ambushed by over 1,200 VC.  48 American soldiers lost their lives.  Severely wounded and risking his own life, Lawrence Joel, a medic, was the first living black man since the Spanish-American War to receive the United States Medal of Honor for saving so many lives in the midst of battle that day.  Our friend, Niles Harris, retired 25 years, United States Army, the guy who gave Big Kenny his top hat, was one of the wounded, who lived.  This song is his story.  Caught in the action of kill or be killed, greater love hath no man than to lay down his life for his brother.

Said goodbye to his momma

As he left South Dakota

To fight for the red white and blue

He was 19 and green

With a new M-16

Just doin’ what he had to do

He was dropped in the jungle

Where the choppers would rumble

With the smell of napalm in the air

And the sergeant said

Look up ahead

Like a dark evil cloud

1,200 came down

On him and 29 more

They fought for their lives

But most of them died

In the 173rd Airborne

On the 8th of November

The angels were cryin’

As they carried his brothers away

With the fire rainin’ down

And the hell all around

There were few men left standin’ that day

Saw the eagle fly

Through a clear blue sky

1965

The 8th of November

Now he's 58

And his pony tail's gray

But the battle still plays in his head

He limps when he walks

But he's strong when he talks

About the shrapnel they left in his leg

He puts on a gray suit

Over his airborne tattoo

And he ties it on one time a year

And remembers the fallen

As he orders a tall one

And swallows it down with his tears

On the 8th of November

The angels were cryin’

As they carried his brothers away

With the fire rainin’ down

And the hell all around

There were few men left standin’ that day

Saw the eagle fly

Through a clear blue sky

1965

The 8th of November

Saw the eagle fly

Through a clear blue sky

1965

65

65

The 8th of November

On the 8th of November

The angels were cryin’

As they carried his brothers away

With the fire rainin’ down

And the hell all around

There were few men left standin’ that day

On the 8th of November

The angels were cryin’

As they carried his brothers away

With the fire rainin’ down

And the hell all around

There were few men left standin’ that day

Saw the eagle fly

Through a clear blue sky

1965

The 8th of November

The 8th of November

The 8th of November

Said goodbye to his momma

As he left South Dakota

To fight for the red white and blue

He was 19 and green

With a new M-16

Just doin’ what he had to do

Lyrics From: [eLyrics.net]

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