(Read only, anymore; sorry.)
I know now that you're not a playthingNot a toy or a puppet on a stringThe Box Tops(I woke up with a head full of the 60's today!)
But in real life I'm stuck withThis same old formula,Me and my monophonic symphony,Six-string orchestra.--Harry Chapin, "Six String Orchestra"
Some kind of alienWaits for the openingSimply pulls a stringLove comes walkin' inVan Halen
I got the world on a stringSitting on a rainbowGot that string around my fingerWhat a world!What a life!I'm in love!(Harold Arlen/Ted Koehler, notably sung by Frank Sinatra)
You've got to stand for something or you'll fall for anythingYou've got to be your own man not a puppet on a stringAaron Tippin
brown paper packages tied up with stringsthese are a few of my favorite thingsfrom The Sound of Music
And this G-string, I'll have you knowHas never been to a burlesque show.--A song about the strings of a guitar, which one is tuned to which key.
I'm gonna tie myself with red stringI'm gonna use blue ribbon, tooClimb right up into your mailboxI'm gonna mail myself to youWoody Guthrie
I'm pretty sure that Woody Guthrie line is "up in paper...red ribbon too," but they did tie packages with string in those days so visually... you can have it.
I thought of the string! It's at the end, I think:When you find me in your mailboxCut the string and let me out(But if we were playing I'd let the first player "have the point")Sandra
I've got no stringsTo hold me downTo make me fretOr make me frownHow I love my libertyThere are no strings on me("I've Got No Strings" by Ned Washington, from "Pinocchio")
I got my first real six stringBought it at the five and dimePlayed until my fingers bledIt was the summer of sixty nine
The whole song as I know it:I'm gonna wrap myself in paperI'm gonna daub myself with glueStick some stamps on top of my headI'm gonna mail myself to youI'm gonna tie myself with red stringI'm gonna use blue ribbon, tooClimb right up into your mailboxI'm gonna mail myself to youWhen you see me in your mailboxCut the strings and let me outWipe the glue right offa my fingersStick some bubblegum in my mouthI'm gonna blow a great, big bubbleI'm gonna blow it 'til it popsThen we'll stick ourselves togetherCause I think that you're the topsThat's what I learned as a kid, and it could have been an embellished version. :DAnd, so this post isn't wasted:And you don't really mindAnd you're just wasting timeYou don't feel anythingYou're a boy on a stringJars of Clay
Little Jackie Paperloved that rascal PuffAnd brought him strings and sealing waxand other fancy stuff.Puff The Magic Dragon - Peter, Paul & Mary (I think that's who sang it)
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I know now that you're not a plaything
Not a toy or a puppet on a string
The Box Tops
(I woke up with a head full of the 60's today!)
But in real life I'm stuck with
This same old formula,
Me and my monophonic symphony,
Six-string orchestra.
--Harry Chapin, "Six String Orchestra"
Some kind of alien
Waits for the opening
Simply pulls a string
Love comes walkin' in
Van Halen
I got the world on a string
Sitting on a rainbow
Got that string around my finger
What a world!
What a life!
I'm in love!
(Harold Arlen/Ted Koehler, notably sung by Frank Sinatra)
You've got to stand for something or you'll fall for anything
You've got to be your own man not a puppet on a string
Aaron Tippin
brown paper packages tied up with strings
these are a few of my favorite things
from The Sound of Music
And this G-string, I'll have you know
Has never been to a burlesque show.
--A song about the strings of a guitar, which one is tuned to which key.
I'm gonna tie myself with red string
I'm gonna use blue ribbon, too
Climb right up into your mailbox
I'm gonna mail myself to you
Woody Guthrie
I'm pretty sure that Woody Guthrie line is "up in paper...red ribbon too," but they did tie packages with string in those days so visually... you can have it.
I thought of the string! It's at the end, I think:
When you find me in your mailbox
Cut the string and let me out
(But if we were playing I'd let the first player "have the point")
Sandra
I've got no strings
To hold me down
To make me fret
Or make me frown
How I love my liberty
There are no strings on me
("I've Got No Strings" by Ned Washington, from "Pinocchio")
I got my first real six string
Bought it at the five and dime
Played until my fingers bled
It was the summer of sixty nine
The whole song as I know it:
I'm gonna wrap myself in paper
I'm gonna daub myself with glue
Stick some stamps on top of my head
I'm gonna mail myself to you
I'm gonna tie myself with red string
I'm gonna use blue ribbon, too
Climb right up into your mailbox
I'm gonna mail myself to you
When you see me in your mailbox
Cut the strings and let me out
Wipe the glue right offa my fingers
Stick some bubblegum in my mouth
I'm gonna blow a great, big bubble
I'm gonna blow it 'til it pops
Then we'll stick ourselves together
Cause I think that you're the tops
That's what I learned as a kid, and it could have been an embellished version. :D
And, so this post isn't wasted:
And you don't really mind
And you're just wasting time
You don't feel anything
You're a boy on a string
Jars of Clay
Little Jackie Paper
loved that rascal Puff
And brought him strings and sealing wax
and other fancy stuff.
Puff The Magic Dragon - Peter, Paul & Mary (I think that's who sang it)
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