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Great Lines in Songs

Have you seen the Freakonomics Blegs series? It’s fun. Great lines in movies, things like that. I gather that bleg is a contraction for blogging and begging, a play on words related to asking readers for contributions.

It made me think of some great lines in songs. Some of these are pure poetry. Or so it seems to me.

Freedom’s just another word for nothing left to lose
I’d trade all of my tomorrows for a single yesterday

Kris Kristofferson, Me and Bobby McGee

They paved paradise and put up a parking lot

Joni Mitchell, Big Yellow Taxi

The last time I felt like this I was in the wilderness and the canyon was on fire
and I stood on the mountain in the night and I watched it burn

Emmylou Harris, Boulder to Birmingham

You of tender years can’t know the fears that your elders grew by. So help them with your youth, they seek the truth before they can die. Teach your parents well, their childrens’ hell will slowly go by. And feed them on your dreams.

Crosby, Stills, Nash, and Young, Teach Your Children

Because the cops don’t need you, and man they expect the same

Bob Dylan, Just Like Tom Thumb’s Blues

Once I had mountains in the palm of my hand, and rivers that ran through every day. I must have been mad, I never knew what I had until I threw it all away.

Bob Dylan, I Threw it All Away

Cowboys like smoky old poolrooms and clear mountain mornings

Patsy and Ed Bruce, Mamas Don’t Let Your Babies Grow Up to Be Cowboys

I married her because she looks like you

Lyle Lovett, I Married Her Because She Looks Like You

Everybody loves the sound of a train in the distance

Paul Simon, Train in the Distance

Why am I soft in the middle when the rest of my life is so hard

Paul Simon, You Can Call Me Al

All I ever had: Redemption songs: These songs of freedom

Bob Marley, Redemption Songs

In the end, only kindness matters

Jewel, Hands

And, if you happen to speak (or read) Spanish, how about these:

Simon Blanco tuvo suerte. De tres balas que le dieron, solo una fue de muerte.

Anonymous corrido, Simon Blanco

Yo soy como el chile verde, picante pero sabroso

Anonymous, la Llorona


  • DADofD1NKS says:

    I know I was born, and i know that I’ll die, But the in-between is mine..
    Pearl Jam

  • DADofD1NKS says:

    “Oh, there ain’t no rest for the wicked,
    Money don’t grow on trees.
    I got bills to pay,
    I got mouths to feed,
    There ain’t nothing in this world for free.
    I know I can’t slow down,
    I can’t hold back,
    Though you know, I wish I could.
    No there ain’t no rest for the wicked,
    Until we close our eyes for good”.

  • Destineforthestage says:

    Lipstick has a way of leaving more than just a mark on my cheek
    coloring my senses cherry red atleast for atleast another week
    -all time low
    Wide eyed and far away from home she was the trophy girl of the city
    Unique and completely alone he was full of words but still felt empty
    -spin the low
    I close my eyes i still hear the rain, nothing’s changed but im not the same, gave you my best you left me the worst, i no longer feel pain but im killed by your words-spin the low

    Im nervous as hell and you know why i say it was my smile that sold me out today

    spinning cycle lulabies, id sing them all for you tonight
    dodge the question just for now
    only cause im choking on doubt

    Im the lead singer of spin the low
    give me your opinion

  • Jay Ehret says:

    I’d love to spit some beechnut in that dude’s eyes, and shoot him with my old 45.
    Hank Williams Jr, A Country Boy Can Survive

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