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Family Tree
02:41
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C F
Take a little walk right back in time
C
Feel the wind cool the warm sunshine
G
Grab the hand of the one you love
C
Feel the love lookin from above
G
Just a branch in the family tree
F
They’re just folk like you & me
Am
Sim’lar eyes, ears, hands & weight
Dm G C
We’re all linked to a common faith
C F
Promenade to a dosey do
C
Family history we ought to know
G
Cowboy boots and petticoats
C
Dancin to the old timey notes
Chorus
Bridge:
G
In a farm house out of town
C
Friends all meet & gather round
G
Once a year in mid-July
C
They all travel far & wide
C F
Sing & dance and have some fun
C
Exactly why they always come
G
They all leave with memories
C
Branches of a family tree
Chorus
© Roseriversongs 2005
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2. |
Some People
04:11
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Verses use G Bm C D
You told me once you had a room,
Gets the perfect light in June
Puts a smile on your face,
Fills your eyes with grace
That perfect little room
I got a letter from a friend
Says it the begging on the end
You’ve done all that you can
And you won’t to it again
A broken letter from a friend
C G
You want more and more, and more of things
C D
Sometimes more is less it seem
G
Some people are so poor,
Bm
Some people are so poor,
C D
Some people are so poor,
G
All they have is money
Remember this when times go bad
When nothing was more than what you had
You found ways to get by
Watchin clouds pass in the sky
Remember this when time go bad
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3. |
The Dance of Life
03:20
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The dance of the life, the chance of time
Pages and pages have been written
For women filled with rhyme
Still the real bells and whistles simple
A wink of an eye, a glance from behind
To blink you’d miss it, a lover’s symbol
Chorus
So take this dance with me tonight
My hand gentle on your back
Keep me in your constant in your site
As we dance, we dance thru the night
You hair pulled high all the fabric pressed
The music begins and the crowd stirs a start
Cruising the floor in you red dress
Your skin so white, your eyes so dark
Unclench my soul be still my heart
I would be yours, please drop your guard.
So mark the time …that song did end
A pregnant pause a silent bow
We left the floor hand in hand
A with a toast … our life began
A blend red a black and tan
We started life a lady and her man.
© Dave Schipper Rose Riversongs. 2012/ 2014
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4. |
Lucky Dog
01:14
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I am a copy of my old man
One that flirts with every pretty miss
You can trust me I’m no Peter Pan
I’ll sometimes hug, but never do I kiss
Why don’t we spend some time?
Crying about a show.
Why don’t we talk a while?
About your favorite Bordeaux
That dress that Margret wore,
Or what veggie you will grow.
Girl you got a friend
And I really want to know.
I am lucky dog, a trait I hold dear
Just lead me for a walk, throw me a smile.
I’ll sing you up a song, not loud but clear
Maybe a Dylan tune, but always worthwhile.
So you’re in Paradise
Hallelujah my friend
So when Johnny died
Did you Cry Cry Cry
Or sat alone in blue
Just tangled up again
Which tune you’d like to hear.
Knock twice for a Dylan.
I am a copy of my old man
One that flirts with every pretty miss
You can trust me, I’m no Peter Pan
I’ll sometimes hug, but rarely do I kiss
© 2016 Rose Riversongs
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5. |
Don't Screw it up Again
03:56
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C Dm
Don't screw it up, again
G C to Am
You have the right plan
F slide G
just take her by the hand
C
And don't screw it up again
C G
That night at the bar
F C
I knew you were a star
C G
From the way you walked in
F C
to the dimple on your chin
C F G C to Am
My heart did flutter To find words that mattered
F G C
We ain't 21 anymore, You're looking good at 34
CHORUS
C G
We are both on our second try,
F C
No need to ask why
C G
Let's make our own lovers tale
F C
I'll get you another pale ale Chorus
C G
Those nights you need a friend
F C
Just to make the silence end
C G
I'm a little bruised and dent
F C
From the years I've spent
C F G C to Am
But let me open the door, There's so much life in store
F G C
We ain't 21 anymore, You're looking good at 34
by Dave Schipper (c) 2017 Rose Riversongs
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6. |
I don't follow the rules
00:34
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I write within the lines
and scribble in the margins.
I am partners with great software
But curse many hardware stores.
I look down to catch beautiful curves
And love to look up into eyes.
I am worthless pile of skin and bones
But I’m loved by the innocent.
I will wake with a smile on my face
And I will die content.
Especially if you are smiling now.
By Dave Schipper © 2010 Rose Riversongs
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7. |
Blonde Attitude
02:53
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A
Call it a week, call it a day
D A
Call it what you like I just want to get paid (or laid)
E
Tired of my job, Tired of my boss
D A E A A7sus
Tired of dreamin of the hair that you toss.
Chorus
D A E A
I need some music with a blonde attitude
D A E A
I love to hear those words that you use
E D A
I keep a wishin for some time with you
B7 E7sus A D A
I need some music with a blonde attitude.
Toss me a brew, toss me a life
Toss out the bill from my exwife.
Grab hold my hand, grab on your heart
Grab on tight you know just where to start
Smile and laugh, smile and relax
Smile to the gents looking from the back
Move to the left, move to the right
Move anyway, just hold me tight.
by Dave Schipper © 2006 RoseRiver Songs
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8. |
Diamonds on her shoes
02:59
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Am G Dm Am
She’s got diamonds on her shoes, she’s paid her dues
Am G Dm Am
She’s slick as a cat, and that’s a fact.
Am G Dm Am
Street worn, some bed sheets torn
Am G Am Em Am
Call her late, it’s worth the wait
Dm Am
The night is filled with souls like her
G Am
The devil has his cards laid out
Dm Am
It’s deuces wild, with Jacks better
G Am Em Am
Tonight the stakes might just be lights out
It’s just a sales trip, the Jack lets slip
Pocket full of cash, and his mind of ash
A night full of tricks, next day full of shit
He called her late, and it spelled his fate.
Back on the street, she does compete
She’s slick as a cat, and known for that
More diamonds on her shoes, she doesn’t lose
Call her late, and test your fate.
by Dave Schipper Rose Riversongs © 2005
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9. |
Ordinary Morning
00:49
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An ordinary morning
To pour out words for you
You are
The rich taste of Columbian
You are
The cool morning breeze
You are
The twinkling distant headlights
You are
The dampness chilling my bones
If one is special,
It moves in an ordinary way
You move
To the task at hand smiling
You move
To the song’s sound slowly
You move
Me to write these lines
You move
Me to thank God everyday
I am just ordinary
And you are too, in a special way.
By Dave Schipper © 2009 Rose Riversongs
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10. |
Paint me in Love
03:50
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If I could draw
a face dear and warm
With eyes of passion
Smooth lines would form
Paint me in love, as soft as a dove
Sketch out a dream, someone barely seen
Lead me to draw the beauty that I saw
Paint me in love, with light from above
If I could draw
The fine lines of age
There’d be folds of love,
And beauty on a page
Paint me in love, as soft as a dove
Sketch out a dream, someone barely seen
Lead me to draw the beauty that I saw
Paint me in love, with light from above
If I could draw
Sensual curves of shade
Pleading deep dark eyes
and dimples concave
Paint me in love, as soft as a dove
Sketch out a dream, someone barely seen
Lead me to draw the beauty that I saw
Paint me in love, with light from above
by Dave Schipper © Rose Riversongs 2005
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Lucky Dog starts with Dave Schipper and then add in Sue Heilman & Lynn Konsela plus a mix of friends, original music, Americana covers and even some country song lyrics. This website is a great way to find the song lyrics and keep posted on news. We have an active Facebook page so please like us for updates on new gigs, releases, and maybe we'll throw you just some bones too. ... more
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