September 11, 2016
I’m the same old trouble that you’ve always been through
So why don’t you love me like you used to do?
—Hank Williams
Tell me what I did
Tell me what I said
How did I get exiled
And banished from your bed?
Never had the guts to dream
Your love would come my way
As soon as I believed it
It melted all away
Our love was like an island
In an ocean full of sad
I was drowning when I met you
You were everything I had
The fool who said it’s better
To love and then to lose
Never loved on borrowed time
And lost someone like you
Tell me what to say
Tell me what to do
I’d do anything you want
To get back to me and you
by Richard W. Bray
Tags: country music, Country Music Lyrics, Hank Williams, love songs, lyrics, sad songs, Why don't you love me?
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September 5, 2016
I must have been mad
I never knew what I had
Until I threw it all away.
—Bob Dylan
I’ve walked away from love
And hurt a lovely girl
I’ve turned my back on everything
That matters in this world
I’ve walked away from love
When it still had room to grow
Where it might have taken us
I’ll never ever know
I’ve walked away from love
I’ve run and I have hid
It doesn’t really kill you
But it makes you wish it did
I’ve done a lot of stupid things
Someday I’ll make a list
But nothing hurts like giving up
The sweetest ever kiss
by Richard W. Bray
Tags: Bob Dylan, country music, Country Music Lyrics, love songs, lyrics, sad songs
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August 29, 2016
I fell head over heels
When I fell for you
I felt like the world
Had begun anew
I fell off a cliff
When I fell for you
I’m tattered and torn
And broken and bruised
I fell out of grace
When I fell for you
And I forgot all the things
That I thought I knew
The bottom fell out
When I fell for you
I don’t know who I am
Don’t know what to do
I fell on my face
When I fell for you
Now I’m down in a ditch
And I don’t like the view
I fell under your spell
When I fell for you
Must have been the Hemlock
In your witch’s brew
by Richard W. Bray
Tags: country music, Country Music Lyrics, love songs, lyrics, sad songs
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August 28, 2016
To fight aloud, is very brave–
But gallanter, I know
Who charge within the bosom
The Calvalry of Woe–
—Emily Dickinson
I’m damaged and I’m blue
And I’m gonna damage you
The grief that grew and grew
Is the damage I can do
But I know it hurts me too
When I spread my hurt to you
Don’t wanna look within
At the hurt inside my skin
Or see the monster that I’ve been
Abusing kith and kin
Anger is my cage
But there is comfort in my rage
by Richard W. Bray
Tags: bullies, Emily Dickinson, Poetry, To Fight Aloud is very Brave
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August 21, 2016
Seen your phony
Ass around
Kissing up
And kicking down
Back-stabbing con man
Shifty little cur
Smiling like a demon
You slander and slur
Big house of lies
Cunning little plan
Lying little weasel
Shifty little man
A two-faced
Sneaky snake
Spreading discord
In your wake
Playing all against
Each other
You’re the dude who
Snitched his mother
Sycophant, con man
Double-dealing liar
Pouring gasoline
Creep away from the fire
Just another
Dirty, smelly
Two-bit little
Machiavelli
by Richard W. Bray
Tags: country music, Country Music Lyrics, liars, lyrics, two-faced weasels
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August 19, 2016
I never thought our love would quit
we felt like such a perfect fit
now it’s time for us to end
I hope someday we can be friends
we shared a love that burned and shined
then our love ran out of time
you were great and so was I
no one can say we didn’t try
so there’s nothing left to say
I just want you to be ok
time to kiss and say goodbye
we’ll have lots of time to cry
by Richard W. Bray
Tags: country music, Country Music Lyrics, love songs, lyrics, sad songs
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August 14, 2016
The knowledge imposes a pattern, and falsifies,
For the pattern is new in every moment
And every moment is a new and shocking
Valuation of all we have been.
—T.S. Eliot, East Coker
Don’t get caught in a pattern
Don’t get stuck in a rut
Don’t be ruled by a pain
In the pit of your gut
Don’t make a prison of the past
Don’t contest old wars
Don’t hesitate to open
An unfamiliar door
Don’t miss tomorrow for today
Don’t clutch the dead and gone
Don’t turn your whole life into
A sad country song
Be open for the future
It’s shocking and new
Can’t know what it is
Until it gets to you
by Richard W. Bray
Tags: country music, Country Music Lyrics, East Coker, Four Quartets, lyrics, T.S. Eliot
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August 8, 2016
The girl I didn’t marry
The girl who loved me true
Was a precious little angel
Just like you
I had a good life
But I hadn’t figured out
Who I had to be
Or what I was about
She never ever knew
She couldn’t see
She fell in love
With the man I tried to be
That’s why I ran away
I couldn’t get locked in
Now I’ll never know
What we might have been
Now you wanna love me
That’s not a good plan
I still ain’t figured out
Who the hell I am
by Richard W. Bray
Tags: country music, Country Music Lyrics, love songs, lyrics, sad songs
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August 6, 2016
It’s a recurring deed
Not an aberration
The stupid bloody greed
Of the folks who own a nation
They bleed the land dry
With unstoppable predation
And loot and steal and lie
To increase their allocation
They will plunder every dollar
And suffocate the nation
If no one puts a collar
On their moral depredation
by Richard W. Bray
Tags: Collapse, Easter Island, greed, Jared Diamond, Poetry
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July 31, 2016
Take the worst thing you’ve ever done
And put it in your pocket
Don’t matter if you tell someone
Just put it in your pocket
Take the worst thing you’ve ever done
And own it every second
Like the dearest thing you’ve known
A memory that beckons
The worst thing you’ve ever done
Is you and you must love it
Find beauty in your frailty
You’ll never get above it
by Richard W. Bray
Tags: Poetry
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