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http://www.bridgetstjohn.byethost33.com/ Z Spring 1973 Interview by John Tobler EARLY DAYS AND GiGGING ''I was studying at Sheffield University, but the only thing that really interested me and caught my imagination was music; I'd been learning how to...

All Tomorrow's Parties (Lou Reed) And what costume shall the poor girl wear To all tomorrow's parties ? A hand-me-down dress from who knows where To all tomorrow's parties. And what shall she do and where will she go When midnight comes around ? She'll...

Winter Song The snow on your eyelids that curtsy with age Is freezing the stares on tyranny's wings. The bitter is hard and the warmth of your skin Is diseased with familiar caresses. Withdrawing from splendor and royal decay Among all the triumphs and...

I'm Not Sayin' (written by Gordon Lightfoot) I'm not sayin' that I'll love you I'm not sayin' that I'll care If you love me. I'm not sayin' that I'll care I'm not sayin' that I'll be there When you want me. I can't give my heart to you Or tell you that...

Yellow is the colour of my true love's hair In the mornin' when we rise, In the mornin' when we rise, That's the time, that's the time, I love the best. Blue's the colour of the sky In the mornin' when we rise, In the mornin' when we rise. in the mornin'...

What is pink? a rose is pink By a fountain's brink. What is red? a poppy's red In its barley bed. What is blue? the sky is blue Where the clouds float thro'. What is white? a swan is white Sailing in the light. What is yellow? pears are yellow, Rich and...

Does the road wind up-hill all the way? Yes, to the very end. Will the day’s journey take t he whole long day? From morn to night, my friend. But is there for the night a resting-place? A roof for when the slow dark hours begin. May not the darkness hide...

In the bleak midwinter Frosty wind made moan, Earth stood hard as iron, Water like a stone; Snow had fallen, Snow on snow, Snow on snow, In the bleak midwinter, Long ago. Our God, heaven cannot hold him, Nor earth sustain; Heaven and earth shall flee...

Morning and evening Maids heard the goblins cry: “Come buy our orchard fruits, Come buy, come buy: Apples and quinces, Lemons and oranges, Plump unpeck’d cherries, Melons and raspberries, Bloom-down-cheek’d peaches, Swart-headed mulberries, Wild free-born...

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