Craig and Brin's Christmas Song - "Fairytale of New York" by The Pogues.

Craig and Brin's Christmas Song -"Fairytale of New York" by The Pogues.

It was Christmas eve babe

In the drunk tank

An old man said to me: won't see another one

And then they sang a song

The rare “Old Mountain Dew”

I turned my face away and dreamed about you

Got on a lucky one

Came in eighteen to one

An I´ve got a feeling

This year´s for me and you

So happy Christmas

I love you baby

I can see a better time

Where all our dreams come true.

They got cars big as bars

They got rivers of gold

When the wind goes right through you

It´s no place for the old

When you first took my hand on a cold Christmas eve

You promised me Broadway was waiting for me

You were handsome you were pretty

Queen of New York City when the band finished playing they yelled out for more

Sinatra was swinging all the drunks they were singing

We kissed on a corner

Then danced through the night.

And the boys from the NYPD choir were singing Galway Bay

And the bells were ringing out for Christmas day.

You´re a bum you´re a drunk

You´re an old slut on junk

Lying there almost dead on a drip in that bed

You scumbag you maggot

You’re cheap and you’re haggard

Merry Christmas your arse I pray God it´s our last.

And the boys of the NYPD choir's still singing Galway Bay

And the bells were ringing out for Christmas day.

I could have been someone

Well so could anyone

You took my dreams from me

When I first found you

I kept them with me babe

I kept them with my own

I can't make it all alone

I've built my dreams around you

And the boys of the NYPD choir's still singing Galway Bay

And the bells are ringing out for Christmas day

And the boys of the NYPD choir's still singing Galway Bay

And the bells are ringing out for Christmas day

David Does '74-'75 By The Connells

'74-'75 by The Connells

Got no reason for coming to me when the rains running down

There's no reason
And the same voice coming to me like it's all slowin down
And believe me -

I was the one who let you know
I was your sorry-ever-after. '74-'75

It's not easy, nothing to say 'cause it's already said
It's never easy
When I look on your eyes then I find that I'll do fine
When I look on your eyes then I'll do better

I was the one who let you know
I was your sorry-ever-after. '74-'75.
Giving me more and I'll defy
'Cause you're really only after '74-'75.

Got no reason for coming to me in the rain running down
There's no reason
When I look on your eyes then I find that I'll do fine
When I look on your eyes then I'll do better

I was the one who let you know
I was your sorry-ever-after. '74-'75.
Giving me more and I'll defy
'Cause you're really only after '74-'75.

I was the one who let you know
I was your sorry-ever-after. '74-'75.
Giving me more and I'll defy
'Cause you're really only after '74-'75.

'74-'75.

'74-'75.

David Does "Slackjawed" By The Connells

"Slackjawed" by The Connells.

Someone tells me somethin'
Well I'm prepared to listen.
Nothin's goin' on, nothin's goin' on.

Standing next to no one
Well that was my intention.
Nothin's goin' on, nothin's goin' on

But then you're back and I'm guessing it's not so bad at all
But then you're back and I'm thinking it's not so bad at all
And I've been standing slackjawed since you were here
Yeah, I've been standing slackjawed

Something says this may be
The strangest light I'll mention
Someone left you on, someone left you on

Saying next to nothing
The words were my invention.
Someone left you on, someone left you on

And now you're here and I'm thinking it's not so bad at all
But then you're back and I'm guessing it's not so bad at all
And I've been standing slackjawed since you were here
And I've been waiting for youYeah, I've been standing slackjawed

Someone tells me somethin'
Well I'm prepared to listen.
Nothin's goin' on, nothin's goin' on.

Standing next to no one
Well that was my intention.
Nothin's goin' on, nothin's goin' on

But then you're back and I'm guessing it's not so bad at all
But then you're back and I'm thinking it's not so bad at all
And I've been standing slackjawed since you were here
Yeah, I've been standing slackjawed

And I've been waiting for you
Yeah, I've been standing slackjawed

And I've been waiting for you
Yeah, I've been standing slackjawed

David Does 6th Avenue Heartache by The Wallflowers

David Hubbard Does

6th Avenue Heartache by The Wallflowers

Sirens ring, shots ring out
A stranger cries, screams out loud
I had my world strapped against my back
I held my hands, never knew how to act

And the same black line that was drawn on you
Was drawn on me
And now it's drawn me in
6th Avenue heartache

Below me was a homeless man
Singin' songs I knew complete
On the steps alone, his guitar in hand
It's fifty years, stood where he stands

And the same black line that was drawn on you
Was drawn on me
And now it's drawn me in
6th Avenue heartache
Now walkin' home on those streets
The river winds move my feet
Subway steam, like silhouettes in dreams
They stood by me, just like moonbeams

And the same black line that was drawn on you
Was drawn on me
And now it's drawn me in
6th Avenue heartache
And the same black line that was drawn on you
Was drawn on me
And now it's drawn me in
6th Avenue heartache

Look out the window, down upon that street
And gone like a midnight was that man
But I see his six string's laid against that wall
And all his things, they all look so small
I got my fingers crossed on a shooting star
That just like me, he just moved on

And the same black line that was drawn on you
Was drawn on me
And now it's drawn me in
6th Avenue heartache

And the same black line that was drawn on you
Was drawn on me
And now it's drawn me in
6th Avenue heartache

And the same black line that was drawn on you
Was drawn on me
And now it's drawn me in
6th Avenue heartache

And the same black line that was drawn on you
Was drawn on me
And now it's drawn me in
6th Avenue heartache

Leavin’ Texas, Jerry Jeff Walker, By David Hubbard

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Memo To My Grandchildren

In My 75th Year, A Memo To My Grandchildren And Anyone Else Who Will Listen

27 Rules, Facts And Admonitions To Help You Reach The Point Of Being Old Grey And Playing With Your Grandchildren (Which Is Probably The Point Of It All Anyway)

As I keep on a’ traveling through this briefest flick of time

Still alive and kicking with more living on my mind

Because I've made it this far, I think I might have earned

The leave to let you know some things, important, that I’ve learned

1. Don't hurt yourself or others, (this rule’s among the stronger)
2. And figure everything you plan will cost more and take longer
3. If said “It’s not the money”, it’s the money I will bet you
4. If you think you’ll win in Vegas, there’s a bridge that I can get you
5. If your only tool’s a hammer, every problem seems a nail
6. If you think you'll beat the system, I’ll come visit you in jail
7. The world will always be full up with lying politicians
8. If you walk in other’s moccasins, you'll probably change positions
9. Each day will start much better if you see the morning dew
10. Make sure you teach your children they can love rich people too
11. When you deal with kids & old folks, you should opt for being kind
12. And men, you're just not smart enough to know what’s on her mind
13. Don't point a gun at anything you don't intend to shoot
14. All guns are always loaded
15. The gun laws all are moot
16. Astrology, the drug war, and ghosts are all just bunk
17. There’s no “good” war,
18. You'll always lose a contest with a skunk
19. Eat to live, don't live to eat,
20. Keep kids away from strangers
21. And just because you're not afraid doesn’t mean a lessened danger
22. There’s always someone tougher, smarter, meaner on the street
23. When your face is at a huge stone wall, the smart move’s to retreat
24. You'll count your wealth much better by the things you live without
25. And lots of times a whisper works much better than a shout
26. Live to learn, you'll learn to live, and dying’s part of life
27. Make sure the best friends that you have are your husbands, kids and wives.

That’s all I have to say right now, I hope it’s not too weighty

I’ll let you know more things I've learned on the day that I turn eighty.

Diamonds In The Light, Craig Hubbard

Diamonds In The Light, Craig Hubbard

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Sam "The Man" Leonard Haskins

He Was A Friend Of Mine

He Was A Friend Of Mine By Gerry Hubbard

"Sam The Man” we called him in those Catskill rolling hills

And though its fifty years ago, I picture him at will

A long and lean and lanky kid, fair skinned, blue eyes, blond hair
Raising hell and having fun, he’d take on any dare

As kids, we prowled those hills and towns in both our father’s cars
We “parked” and went to swimming holes, under-aged, we’d hit the bars

We’d go pick up “The Prattsville Girls”, we’d smoke and buy them shakes
Like devils, drive the fire roads in the hills behind Earl’s lake

His Dad had bought a ‘52, pale green, cool Pontiac
And I flipped a butt and burned a hole right through the seat in back.

We both played sports in high school, though he a year behind
Both dirt poor and scraggly, but we didn’t seem to mind

When he went in the Navy, I saw him just once more
On Haskin Hill, while both on leave, we swapped our service lore

But I often thought about him and the crazy times we had
From what I know it seems he had more good times than the bad

Then I look back and have regrets as everybody can,
I knew him only as a boy I never knew the man…..

Haskin, Leonard William "Sam"

23-Year Navy Veteran Retired From City Of Chattanooga

Leonard William "Sam" Haskin, 67, died on Thursday, Oct. 12, 2006, at his home.

He served 23 years in the U.S. Navy before retiring to Chattanooga.

He worked for the city of Chattanooga for the past 13 years.

He is survived by his loving wife of 45 years, Fay Henderson Haskin, of Chattanooga; daughter and son-in-law, Jacqueline and Kevin Smith, of Chattanooga; sons and daughters-in-law, Peter and Annette Haskin, of Ooltewah, Brent Haskin, of Chattanooga, Keith and Jeanne Haskin, of Dalton, Ga.; three grandchildren, Alex Smith, Zach Smith and Katie Haskin; brothers and sisters-in-law, Neil and Ruth Haskin, of Duanesburg, N.Y., Michael and Ruthy Haskin, of Southwick, Ma.; sisters, Charlotte Carlton, of Chattanooga, Joan Tiger, of Lexington Park, Md., and Peggy Harper, of Syracuse, N.Y.; and many nieces and nephews.

Graveside services will be at 10 a.m. Friday at Chattanooga National Cemetery with the Rev. Art Jones officiating and with full military honors. In lieu of flowers, donations may be made to Hospice of Chattanooga, 4355 Highway 58, Chattanooga, TN 37416.

Condolences may be sent at www.heritagefh.com.

Arrangements are by Heritage Funeral Home & Cremation Services,

7454 East Brainerd Road, Chattanooga, TN 37421.

"The Border" Written And Performed By Craig Hubbard

The Border  Craig Hubbard

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Run away, run away with me tonight.
Run away, run away with me tonight.
Won't you meet me at the station at midnight?
Won't you meet me at the station at midnight?

Gonna hang, gonna hang in the morning.
Gonna hang, gonna hang in the morning.
Sheriff Larn and his posse are closing.
Sheriff Larn and his posse are closing.

Can our love lead us farther?
By dawn we'll be to the border.
You'll see, just believe in me.

Run away, run away with me tonight.
Run away, run away with me tonight.
Slip out into the darkness.
Slip out into the darkness.

Bag of memories, bag of trinkets.
Bag of memories, bag of trinkets.
Is all we need to face  the morrow.
Is all we need to face tomorrow.

Can our love lead us farther?
By the dawn we'll  be to the border.
You'll see, just believe in me.

The dawn lights rising in the meadow.
The dawn lights rising in the meadow.
I waited all night here at the station
I waited all night here at the station

Sheriff Larn has got me surrounded.
Sheriff Larn has got me surrounded.
Swingin high in a lonesome pine tree.
Swingin high in a lonesome pine tree.


Our love has led me farther.
She cries, cries in her locked up tower.
For me.  Did she believed in me?

Mother Of The Bride Billy Bragg, By David Hubbard

"Mother Of The Bride"  Billy Bragg

The Reverend Mother went and got me a drink
She came back and said to me "Well what do you think"
I said "I've made myself a fool
For the naughtiest girl in school"
How can I deal with this hurt I feel inside?
I tell it to the mother of the bride

I put on my suit and smile for the big day
But I couldn't watch as her dad gave her away
And as they solemnly said "You'll do"
Her mother said "That should have been you"
How can I deal with this hurt I feel inside?
I tell it to the mother of the bride

At the mercy of the moon
The boy who spoke too soon

She married him and destroyed all my hopes
Of a two-up, two-down, two point five
and a dish on the roof for the soaps
But I saw them at the hardware store
He looked boring and she looked bored
How can I deal with this hurt I feel inside?
I tell it to the mother of the bride

It's nice to know that someone was on my side
Best wishes to the mother of the bride.

"Float on Ahead" Written And Performed By Craig Hubbard

Float on Ahead  
Written And Performed By Craig Hubbard

Well I never really meant to let you down.
Living here in this town.
When you raise your hand up in the air.
Watch the faces, watch the faces turning red.
Float, float, float on ahead.

Just because you really want to hold my hand.
'Cause we want to make a stand.
When you wave your flag up in the air.
Watch the  eyes, watch the eyes turn and stare.
Float, float, float on ahead!

Chorus: Who says,  who says we can't love.
What kind of God lives above?
He must be, must  be so  blind.
But we don't mind.  

Now I read about it almost everyday.
All the things that people say.
Can't seem to ever understand.
Wonder why, wonder why they so scared.
Float, float, float on ahead.

Chorus:

Well I never really meant to let you down.
Living here in this town.
When you raise your hand up in the air.
Watch the faces, watch the faces turning red.
Float, float, float on ahead.

A new generation is here to stay.
You're gonna have to walk away
Well they never seem to change your mind.
But your kids, your kids will walk with pride.
Float, float, float   on ahead.

Chorus

David Does"You Woke Up The Neighborhood" By Billy Bragg

David Does “You Woke Up The Neighborhood” Bill Bragg

As I wait for sleep to drag me under
In the evening gloom I sit and wonder
The words I should have said to you
The thing I always meant to do
The bad dreams that all came true
Chorus:
You woke up my neighbourhood
night after night we would row
You woke up my neighbourhoodT
Things are pretty quiet round here now

When I think of how we were together
I know we couldn't be like that forever
Beneath the Seven Sister stars
The night we let it go too far
I slept out in the car
Chorus
You woke up my neighbourhood
night after night we would row
You woke up my neighbourhood
Things are pretty quiet round here now

I remember skipping on the porch till it grew cold
I remember feeling like I was eight years old
Somersaults across the lawn
Singing dancing up till dawn
Every now and then we'd have a row
You woke up my neighbourhood
Things are pretty quiet round here now
Chorus
You woke up my neighbourhood
night after night we would row
You woke up my neighbourhood
Things are pretty quiet round here now