On a warm summer's eve

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On a train bound for nowhere
I met up with a gambler. We were both too tired to sleep
I met up with a gambler; we were both too tired to sleep.

Edited to add: Bah, too slow.

So we took turns a'starin out the window at the darkness...
11/13/2018 04:44 PMPosted by Truthspeaker
I met up with a gambler; we were both too tired to sleep.

Edited to add: Bah, too slow.

So we took turns a'starin out the window at the darkness...


When suddenly, everything started to make sense
Que the explosive diarrhea annnnnnnnnnnnnnnd Scene
11/13/2018 04:48 PMPosted by Skullbunny
Que the explosive diarrhea annnnnnnnnnnnnnnd Scene


The end.
11/13/2018 04:48 PMPosted by Skullbunny
Que the explosive diarrhea annnnnnnnnnnnnnnd Scene
Ya gotta know when to hold it...
On a warm Summer's EVENING... (is how the song actually goes)
***

On a warm Summer's Eve ... is a whole other thing.
11/13/2018 04:48 PMPosted by Skullbunny
Que the explosive diarrhea annnnnnnnnnnnnnnd Scene
and from their bowels millions of teeny tiny gnomes spewed forth.
11/13/2018 05:05 PMPosted by Brocknor
On a warm Summer's EVENING... (is how the song actually goes)
***

On a warm Summer's Eve ... is a whole other thing.


Yea, Summer's Eve is (was) a feminine cleansing product.
11/13/2018 04:46 PMPosted by Kardiaco
11/13/2018 04:44 PMPosted by Truthspeaker
I met up with a gambler; we were both too tired to sleep.

Edited to add: Bah, too slow.

So we took turns a'starin out the window at the darkness...


When suddenly, everything started to make sense


(I'm more of a James Taylor fan, tbh.)
I, too, was expecting a douche post (literally). :/

This thread turn a left turn at Albuquerque!
My eyes laid on the man of my life, but he was holding his fiancée's hand. The void swallowed my heart and I stopped breathing ; the sight petrified me into oblivion. I leaped out of the window as the train was crossing a bridge and fell into the arms of death for a lasting but bitter embrace.
11/13/2018 05:41 PMPosted by Jesselyn
My eyes laid on the man of my life, but he was holding his fiancée's hand. The void swallowed my heart and I stopped breathing ; the sight petrified me into oblivion. I leaped out of the window as the train was crossing a bridge and fell into the arms of death for a lasting but bitter embrace.
Ya gotta know when to walk away, and know when to run.
Summers Eve makes me think of a female hygiene product
Funny thing is that I might have been playing this song on my guitar last night when this thread was made. I've only turned one page since playing it.
THE GATLING BOYS CAME A CALLING

THEY TOOK TURNS AT BETSY

THERE WERE THREE OF THEM
11/14/2018 03:34 AMPosted by Urmumsacow
THEY TOOK TURNS AT BETSY


BECKY!!!

omg does no one actually listen to the lyrics??? And esp in a country song where the lyrics are carrying the song. It sure as hell isn't the mouth-breathing, predictable music.
11/14/2018 06:50 AMPosted by Brocknor
11/14/2018 03:34 AMPosted by Urmumsacow
THEY TOOK TURNS AT BETSY


BECKY!!!

omg does no one actually listen to the lyrics??? And esp in a country song where the lyrics are carrying the song. It sure as hell isn't the mouth-breathing, predictable music.


Betsy is probably what her name was in life and she just personalized it to herself. In death, we have no name.

Her name is Urmumsacow.
Her name is Urmumsacow.
Her name is Robertsacow.
Her name is Robertpaulcow.
Her name is Robertpaulson.
His name is Robertpaulson.

Everyone considered him the coward of the gambler.
I don't know where this is going to, but you got to now when to fold them.

because

I feel a bad moon a rising, I feel trouble is on its way.

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