India, Indian, Indiana
Just the words with "India" in them.
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Short version of rules
Without using a search engine to find one, write down at least eight words of a song containing the word (or the topic, if it's a general topic).
If it's the newest word, play once, and wait for another player to play before you go again.
On older words, you can play over and over without waiting!
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- Tack, as for horses
- Machine
- Fast
- Disc, disk, disco, discus
- Unite, united, union, unison, unit
- Uniform
- Swim
- Rope
- Us
- Same
- Tattoo
- Angry, mad
- Depot, port, station
- Ear
- Ladder
- Tent
- Understand, "get it," grok…
- Vow, oath
- Valet, servant, butler
- India, Indian, Indiana
- Undersea, Underground
- Dry
- Island
- If
- String
- Feather
- Perfect, perfection
- Dot
- Bed
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16 comments:
Kaw-liga was a wooden Indian standing by the door
He fell in love with an Indian maid over in the antique store
Hank Williams
"James Moon was Indiana born and Indiana bred
and he farmed outside Lafayette to earn his daily bread.
He built himself a smithy and he learned the blacksmith's trade
and he dreamed up an invention, the strangest ever made."
Michael Longcor, Ballad of James A. Moon
I am bound for the East Indies
Where the loud cannons roar
"Pleasant and Delightful," a traditional song
Not Louisana, Paris France, New York, or Rome but,
Gary Indiana, Gary Indiana, Gary Indiana, my home sweet home!
"Gary Indiana" from "The Music Man"
Like the Seminole, Navajo, Kickapoo
Like those Indians
I'm an Indian too
A Sioux
(Irving Berlin, from "Annie Get Your Gun")
I'm an indian outlaw
Half Cherokee and Choctaw
My baby she's a Chippewa
She's one of a kind
Tim McGraw
Billy Venero hear them say
In an Arizonia town one day
That a band of Apache Indians
Was on the trail of death...
(a traditional cowboy ballad)
Indiana wants me
Lord I can't go back there
One little, two little, three little Indians
Four little, five little, six little Indians
Seven little, eight little, nine little Indians
Ten little Indian boys.
Sung to the same tune as "paw-paw patch" and I don't know the "tune name"; similar to Michael Finnigan, up to the last phrase.
It was a common song in the 1950's and earlier, and went out of style during the 60's and 70's for socio-political reasons.
Back home again in Indiana,
By the fields I used to roam.
The gleaming candlelight,
Still shining bright
Through the sycamores for me.
--Y'all left this one for me, right? :-D
Indians scattered
on dawn's highway bleeding
ghosts crowd the young child’s
fragile eggshell mind...
---The Doors, "Ghost Song"
My father married a poor Cherokee
My mother's people were afraid of me
The indians said that I was white by law
The white men always called me indian squaw
("Half Breed", a big hit for Cher many years ago)
Me see the English girl do the boom-shack-a-lak, the American girl do the boom-shack-a-lak;
Me see the Indian posse do the boom-shack-a-lak, and the Yardie girl do the boom-shack-a-lak...
Boom-Shack-A-Lak, Apache Indian
Who will she marry?
Rich man, poor man, beggarman, thief;
Doctor, lawyer, Indian chief.
--Jumping rope chant.
If you wanna be an Indian Chief or a Sheriff
Respect you've got to earn,
Fairytales you've gotta learn.
Don't You Know It's Magic? - John Farnham
Thank you India
Thank you providence
Thank you disillusionment
"Thank U," Alanis Morissette
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