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A doodle with some lyrics(not my forte,lyrics) Music and lyrics by Leslie Ratcliff(Ratty)(c)28/5/2012 Thanks if you listen and for any comments Have a wonderful day. Lyrics:- 2bar intro I didn't see this coming Wasn't prepared for love All of a sudden it struck me Like a thunderbolt from above All of a sudden my heart raced My temperature went through the roof Wasn't sure what was happening It seems I wasn't love proof The minute that you walked into my life My fate was never in doubt For just one look was enough for me To discover what love was about Now my life's changed forever Now that I know what's in store Fantastic times lie ahead for me Who could ask for anything more The minute that you walked into my life My fate was never in doubt For just one look was enough for me To discover what love was about Now my life's changed forever Now that I know what's in store Fantastic times lie ahead for me Who could ask for anything Ask for anything Ask for anything more
My Acoustic Guitar Version of a song called Which Road Leads To Heaven. Walking down a lonely street One dark and stormy night A little lad stepped up to me His eyes so big and bright He clutched his rags and shivered Holding tightly in his hands A page torn from the Bible The little boy began.... Chorus: Which road leads to heaven I find so few that know They tell me there are mansions And the streets are paved in gold Well I've never seen a mansion But in heaven, in heaven they'll be And I've asked the Lord to save one Especially for me Last night God sent an angel To take my mom away I tried to hide the teardrops I tried to be so brave Oh She's gone to live with Daddy But she said that she'd wait for me inside the gates of heaven Beside the Crystal Sea. Repeat Chorus Thank you Barbara Ann for requesting me to play guitar with you on this..I loved it. http://www.singsnap.com/karaoke/r/c67824d7a <object width="357" height="458"><param name="movie" value="http://www.singsnap.com/karaoke/e/c67824d7a"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><embed src="http://www.singsnap.com/karaoke/e/c67824d7a" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="357" height="458"></embed></object>
Our Friend Mona Requested me to play this song for her... Great Song http://www.singsnap.com/karaoke/r/c2790c588 <object width="357" height="458"><param name="movie" value="http://www.singsnap.com/karaoke/e/c2790c588"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><embed src="http://www.singsnap.com/karaoke/e/c2790c588" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="357" height="458"></embed></object>
WARNING: This does contain some very harsh and vulgar language. If that may offend you please don't go here. This is me sharing the "Patton Speech" from the Movie Patton. General George Patton was a rough and rugged Soldier who was very very tough. It takes this kind of people to carry out the task of War. I share this to help you understand a little bit about what the heroes, who serve for us, have to face. There is nothing good about War and the hurt and loss goes on long after the Battles. please thank our Heroes and thank Families who had a Soldier fall. God bless America and please go to your knees to ask God to bless America and please stand strong so we remain one Nation Under GOD!!!!! PATTON SPEECH, FROM THE MOVIE "PATTON' Now, I want you to remember that no bastard ever won a war by dying for his country. He won it by making the other poor dumb bastard die for his country. Men, all this stuff you've heard about America not wanting to fight, wanting to stay out of the war, is a lot of horse dung. Americans, traditionally, love to fight. All real Americans love the sting of battle. When you were kids, you all admired the champion marble shooter, the fastest runner, the big league ball players, the toughest boxers. Americans love a winner and will not tolerate a loser. Americans play to win all the time. Now, I wouldn't give a hoot in hell for a man who lost and laughed. That's why Americans have never lost and will never lose a war. Because the very thought of losing is hateful to Americans. ________________________________________ Now, an army is a team. It lives, eats, sleeps, fights as a team. This individuality stuff is a bunch of crap. The bilious bastards who wrote that stuff about individuality for the Saturday Evening Post don't know anything more about real battle than they do about fornicating. Now, we have the finest food and equipment, the best spirit, and the best men in the world. You know, by God, I actually pity those poor bastards we're going up against. By God, I do. We're not just going to shoot the bastards. We're going to cut out their living guts and use them to grease the treads of our tanks. We're going to murder those lousy Hun bastards by the bushel. Now, some of you boys, I know, are wondering whether or not you'll chicken-out under fire. Don't worry about it. I can assure you that you will all do your duty. The Nazis are the enemy. Wade into them. Spill their blood. Shoot them in the belly. When you put your hand into a bunch of goo that a moment before was your best friend's face, you'll know what to do. Now there's another thing I want you to remember. I don't want to get any messages saying that we are holding our position. We're not holding anything. Let the Hun do that. We are advancing constantly and we're not interested in holding onto anything -- except the enemy. We're going to hold onto him by the nose, and we're gonna kick him in the ass. We're gonna kick the hell out of him all the time, and we're gonna go through him like crap through a goose! Now, there's one thing that you men will be able to say when you get back home, and you may thank God for it. Thirty years from now when you're sitting around your fireside with your grandson on your knee, and he asks you, "What did you do in the great World War II?" -- you won't have to say, "Well, I shoveled shit in Louisiana."
These words and music and trio is done by my daughter Rhonda Michelle. This is my memorial song for this day. God Bless are men and women who paid such a price for our freedom.. Lets fight to keep our freedom. <link rel="stylesheet" type="text/css" href="http://dennisdillinger.com/ind3.css">
Johnnyvee wrote this music and performed it in 2010 and I wrote the lyrics and sang it. On this Memorial Day let's keep in our hearts and in our prayers all those who fought for this country and for all those who died and for the families who lost loved ones.