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If rhyming with a bit of panache is your thing, there's nothing that can better Noel Coward. IMHO.
So, Dinah Washington's or Ella Fitzgerald 's version of Mad About The Boy would be good.

Mad about the boy
I know it's stupid to be mad about the boy
I'm so ashamed of it but must admit the sleepless nights I've had
About the boy

On the silverscreen
He melts my foolish heart in every single scene
Although I'm quite aware that here and there are traces of the cad
About the boy

Lord knows I'm not a fool girl
I really shouldn't care
Lord knows I'm not a school girl
In the flurry of her first affair

Will it ever cloy
This odd diversity of misery and joy
I'm feeling quite insane and young again
And all because I'm mad about the boy

So if I could employ
A little magic that will finally destroy
This dream that pains me and enchains me
But I can't because I'm mad...
I'm mad about the boy

Maggie comes fleet foot
Face full of black soot
Talkin鈥� that the heat put
Plants in the bed but
The phone鈥檚 tapped anyway
Maggie says that many say
They must bust in early May
Orders from the D.A.
Look out kid
Don鈥檛 matter what you did
Walk on your tiptoes
Don鈥檛 try 鈥淣o-Doz鈥�
Better stay away from those
That carry around a fire hose
Keep a clean nose
Watch the plain clothes
You don鈥檛 need a weatherman
To know which way the wind blows

Bob Dylan - Suntarranean 主播大秀sick Blues

There once was a radio poet,
Least he thought so, but he didn't know it




please continue...

and the bloggers cried out
"stuff that, where's my shout?"



as per DC, please continue...

we're all music lover's, here's some Mo毛t!

that shopkeepers inappropriate apostrophe. I blame it on norrie.

Harry Nilsson's track How to write a song from Sandman has the following tips about rhyming:

Don鈥檛 try to rhyme silver with anything
That goes for homage as well
But notice how cleverly
I just used them both
And all I have to do
Is rhyme well

You鈥檝e got to be tricky
Because to avoid these words takes talent
So never ever trap yourself
Like that, or you鈥檒l end up saying words like

Oh, balent or falent
Or dalent or
OOHHH, I鈥檓 sure you鈥檒l catch on fast!

Great advice...


DC

#6 don't blame me I'm still recovering from the shock of some of the mummies considered yummy.....

Think we've had a really good run of shows lately but tonight's bar one or two shining lights was the ultimate in mediocrity.

Dunno about the best rhymes but up there with the worst are
He always beat me at subbuteo
Cos he took the flick and i didn't know

or

My love for you is immeasurable
My respect for you immense
You're ageless timeless lace and fineness
your beauty and elegense

We all know
How beastly Tigers are
Out In - Out In
Out In Indiah

They bite, they scratch
They make an awful fuss
It's no use stroking them
and saying 'Puss, Puss, Puss'

from 'Hunting Tigers Out In Indiah' by The Bonzo Dog Doo Dah Band

regardez youse

henri

I see Fred proved a decent decoy on the last thread for the moderator

#8 sorry, norrie - that was over-familiar of me. Trying to get in on the "norrieitus" thing, but sounding like it was a dig against you, when ..... anyway. it wasn't! ;o) I'm not so sure about your prognosis on tonight's show, though - only a couple of duds on the re-thought-out rename for the theme. An excellent listen.

#12 mary-doll not at all - no offence taken whatsoever!

#9 afraid I have to agree with you on tonight's programme, esp considering some of the suggestions that weren't played.

I take it you'll be offering once again Frankie's finest

Darlin, feelin pretty lonesome
I'd call you on the phonesome
but I dont' have a dime

don't

and can someone tell me why the blog is doing this silly thing of showing the first post while the seconds count down so that you have to refresh to see if your apostrophes have gone wandering? Or is it just my pc?

#13 thanks, norrie - you're a Darlin'!

#14 - disagree to agree. But you don't like me and I don't like me.
Second that Frankie Miller. Was but a young nipper when this came out and I still love/d it.

Frankie Miller - GIO!

Chickity China the Chinese chicken
You have a drumstick and your brain stops tickin'
Watchin X-Files with no lights on, we're dans la maison
I hope the Smoking Man's in this one
Like Harrison Ford I'm getting Frantic
Like Sting I'm Tantric
Like Snickers, guaranteed to satisfy
Like Kurasawa I make mad films
Okay I don't make films
But if I did they'd have a samurai


Bare Naked Ladies ---- One Week

#16

Mine 'n' aw'

#15 Doh'nt

84. At 8:48pm on 05 Jul 2010, mary-doll wrote:

me first? never.

a contected Tiger song

The children asked him if to kill was not a sin
'Not when he looked so fierce' his mother butted in
If looks could kill it would have been us instead of him
All the children sing

Hey Bungalow Bill
What did you kill
Bungalow Bill

The Continuing Story of Bungalow Bill ... The Beatles..


Now the doctor came in, stinking of gin
And proceeded to lie on the table
He said 'Rocky met your match'
And Rocky said 'Doc it's only a scratch'
And I'll be better..I'll be better doc as soon as I am able

Now Rocky Racoon he fell back in his room
Only to find Gideon's Bible
Gideon checked out and he left it no doubt
To help with good Rocky's revival.

from Rocky Raccoon... the Beatles ( Mccartney can write goods lyrics when he can be bothered

regardez youse

henri

One for DC

Well we got no class
And we got no principles
And we got no innocence
We can't even think of a word that rhymes!

>8-D

#17 ?

She won't dine out with me no she won't dine out
Says my t-bone steak is at fault
She won't dine out with me no she won't dine out
With a murderer pass the salt

Lighten Up Morrissey - Sparks

"I'm a real Pothead Pixie
The green planet Gong is my home
I live everywhere but in case I'm not there
You can reach me by Radio Gnome"


... 'The Pothead Pixies' Gong

nuff said

Please support your local Pixie ...

But seriously, folks; one upbeat,

Roses are red and violets are purple
Sugar is sweet and so is maple surple

'Dang Me' - Roger Miller


and one downbeat.

There's a hole in Daddy's arm where all the money goes,
And Jesus Christ died for nuthin' I suppose

'Sam Stone' - John Prine


In the interest of balance you should play both.

Well I woke up Sunday mornin,
No way to hold mah head that didn't hurt
But the beer I had for breakfast wasn't bad
So I had one more for desert.....


Sunday Mornin Comin Down - Kris Kristofferson

It didn't get a play last week either

'Taylor the Latte Boy' - Kristin Chenowith (heard Alan Cumming sing this at his recent Fringe show)

Ian Dury - 'Don't Ask

Ian Dury - 'Honeysuckle Highway'

#28

In the desert you only drink beer after sundown. And,
In the desert you can't remember your name...

"It's not my fault, this is how my mother made me
I've been magnetic since I was a baby"

... Semi Precious Weapons

Garage Punk delirium ... for what it's worth ...

#21 oh, well, there's a first then. and I mangeled it. But that's between you an' me, ok? ;o) (mandatory disclaimer)

#24 it's not you, it's me. I'm a bit hormonal at the moment. The standard for explaining mouthy females off. Anyway, I've been assured by a very scared male in the household that a warm bath has been prepared for me, so... the bath's gain is your gain . or summat.
toodles. happy rhyming.

#23

...so remember this (Boys & Girls), when freedom comes along, don't p**h in the water supply

(as introduced by the incomparable Alex Harvey)







wonder if the moderator will delete this because I quoted lyrics?

DC

Limerick time

M-D's better half said,

#28
How many of us have put on that cleanest dirty shirt

#32

Bring home some chocolates
It might save your life
Tell her you love her
And hide all the knives

More like how often....,.:o(

M-D's better half said
Couch? Or sperr bed?

According to a guy in my year at College, if you had seven items of a certain piece of clothing, you could go a month without having to wash them.

"That's pants", I said

"Correct", said he....

I didn't associate with him after that.






Anyway, back to the rhymes


Take a look at my girlfriend, she's the only one I got,
Not much of a girlfriend, I never seem to get a lot

#38

Your hormones are bonkers
your friends are all plonkers
That blog's sent you clean off your head

You got a smile so bright
You know you could have been a candle
I'm holding you so tight
You know you could have been a handle
The way you swept me off my feet
You know you could have been a broom
The way you smell so sweet
You know you could have been some perfume
Well you could have been anything that you want to
And I can tell
The way you do the things you do

I posted a few ideas on Sunday. Latest thoughts include:

Stones throw from nowhere - Cado Belle:
You said you just had to leave, then you turned on right around
You're stealing all my time like you steal my logic
I can't say what I believe, 'cos I feel I've lost my ground
I can't trust in love I can't believe in magic

Every time you walk in the room - Pam Tillis:
I close my eyes for a second and pretend its me you want
Meanwhile I try to act so nonchalant

Indepemdence day - Martina McBride/Gretchen Peters:
Let Freedom ring,let the white dove sing
Let the whole world know that today is a day of reckoning.

Joe
Linlithgow

Now there's girls melting on the beach
And they're so fine but so out of reach
Cause I'm stuck in traffic down, here on 53rd Street
Now Sherry my love for you is real
But I didn't count on this package deal

Mr Scialfa - Sherry Darling

She shouted get him rover and he jumped over and bit my ell ee gee
She sank her teeth in my bee you em and called me an effincee

Well we shot the line and we went for broke
With a thousand screaming trucks
And eleven long haired friends of Jesus
In a chartreuse micro bus

Convoy...CW McCall
The only song to rhyme trucks with bus

Bad rhymes are much more fun than good ones. I reckon this one would be hard to beat.


She unscrews the top of a new whisky bottle
And shuffles about in her candlelit hovel
Like some kind of witch with blue fingers in mittens
she smells like the cat and the neighbour she sickens
The black and white TV has long seen a picture
The cross on the wall is a permanent fixture
The postman delivers the final reminders
She sells off her silver and poodles in china

#45

,,,but not moon with June.

When love congeals
It soon reveals
The faint aroma of performing seals
The double crossing of a pair of heels
I wish I were in love again

Rodgers and Hart 1937

If driving fast cars you like,
If low bars you like,
If old hymns you like,
If bare limbs you like,
If Mae West you like
Or me undressed you like,
Why, nobody will oppose!
When every night,
The set that's smart
Is intruding in nudist parties in studios,
Anything Goes.

Cole Porter 1934

Now re-read the suggestions above and move on to Friday.

Touches, Clutches, Duchess,

New Amsterdam - Elvis Costello

Terrific word-play and a brilliant tune to go with the rhymes.

Paul from Ayr

0k for tonight some of the finest rhymimg if not the finest

Came out in the early 70's and told the history of rock and roll in three and a bit minutes

I've had relations with girls from many nations
I've made passes at women of all classes
And just because you're gay I won't turn you away

A nuclear submarine sinks off the coast of Sweden
Headlines give me headaches when I read them
I had an uncle who once played for Red Star
Belgrade

Billy Bragg, Sexuality.

Foe Thursday - Kathy's Song - Simon & Garfunkel


"And so you see I have come to doubt

All that I once held as true

I stand alone without beliefs

The only truth I know is you"

Like it says at the top of the page, Pure poetry...

:o)

Theme suggestion for Friday

As the Prime Minister and his wife celebrate the birth of their new baby girl in Cornwall, I suggest songs with girls' names from the Celtic nations.

Aisling - Christy Moore ~ Shane McGowan wrote the song. Aisling is the Irish word for Dream, as well as a popular name for Irish girls.

#52 - Fleetwood mac - Rhiannon

Point of order your honour:

Is the theme about rhyme or poetry?

If poetry is allowed, it's hard to beat Van Morrison



Justin, gentler than a man
I am down on my knees
At the wireless knobs
I am down on my knees
At those wireless knobs
Telefunken, Telefunken
And I`m searching for
Luxembourg, Luxembourg,
Athlone, Budapest, AFN,
Hilversum, Helvetia
In the days before rock `n` roll

When we let, then we bet
On Lester Piggott when we met
We let the goldfish go
In the days before rock `n` roll

Fats did not come in
Without those wireless knobs
Fats did not come in
Without those wireless knobs
Elvis did not come in
Without those wireless knobs
Nor Fats, nor Elvis
Nor Sonny, nor Lightning
Nor Muddy, nor John Lee
In the days before rock `n` roll





DC

Point of order your honour:

Is the theme about rhyme or poetry?

If poetry is allowed, it's hard to beat Van Morrison

DC

OK, wotys happening with the blog here? I tried to post and a wee window popped up telling me that I said the same in comment #1. I therefore re-phrased it and the same thing happened.

Has Mary-Doll taken her revenge on the bloggers?

We need tae be telt

DC

#52

What about the singers?

M谩ire Brennan

Sin茅ad O'Connor

Cerys Matthews

#56

Buy a Mac.

>8-D

#56 That鈥檚 been happening to me the last couple of days, same message 鈥� trying to post 3 times and nothing happened, then 3 come up, one blank, one with blog then one saying I broke the house rules.

#56 That鈥檚 been happening to me the last couple of days, same message 鈥� trying to post 3 times and nothing happened, then 3 come up, one blank, one with blog then one saying I broke the house rules.

Now look what's happened

Easy to get near the goal with this formation!

#54 Not a snowballs chance.


''It has been asked for''






hunners of times.

#9
"Cause he flicked the kick and I didn't know" actually, PP. (RQN 2010-Music Round)

#56
Happened to me too

Rhyming lyrics.

Need to go with the 8os standards:

Can't complain, mustn't grumble,
Help yourself to another piece of apple crumble

That Was Then But This Is Now - ABC



she used to be a diplomat
but now she's down the Laundromat

Highly Strung 鈥� Spandau Ballet

(You could also make a case for 鈥渉ighly strung 鈥� she鈥檚 undone鈥�)

What Is The Point Of This Story
What infirmation pertains..
The thought that life could be better
Is woven indelibly
Into our hearts
And our brains

Everybody Loves The Sound Of A Train In The Distance
Everybody thinks it's true.

Paul Simon... Train In The Distance

regardez youse

henri

Donovan - The Trip Lyrics:

We was a-d-d-d-drivin' d-downtown L.A.,
About a-midnight hour
And it almost b-b-blew my mind,
I got caught in a coloured shower.
All those lights were t-t-twinkling on Sunset,
I saw a sign in the sky
It said, "T-t-t-trip a t-trip, I trip, trip,"
I couldn't keep up up if I tried.
Ah, we stepped down to reality company
To get some instant sleep
And the driver turned, I said, "Welcome back"
He smiled and he said, "Beep beep".

What goes on ? Chick-a-chick.
What goes on ? I really wanna know.
What goes on all around me,
What goes on ? I really wanna know.

When in should come-a my dream woman,
She got sequins in her hair,
Like she stepped out off of a Fellini film,
She sat in a white straw chair
But I thought I'd take a second look
Just to see what I could see
And my scene had popped out like a bubble does,
There was nobody there but me.
I said, "Girl, you drank a lot of drink-me,
But you ain't in a Wonderland
You know I might-a be there to greet you, child,
When your trippin' ship touches sand.

What goes on ? Chick-a-chick.
What goes on ? I really wanna know.
What goes on ? Chick-a-chick.
What goes on ? I really wanna know.

A silver goblet of wine is-a to be
Held in a bejewelled glove
And her knights they toast the tournament,
The falcons they fly above.
And the queen will a drink of the dew tonight
But the jester she cries alone,
Because Merlin he spoke of an instant spell
To make the devil's white knights moan
And-a all in all, the seagull said,
"As I look to where I've been,
The whole wide human race
Has a-taken far too much Methedrine".

What goes on ? Chick-a-chick.
What goes on ? I really wanna know.
What goes on ? So near
What goes on ? I really wanna know.

Yeah well, come on.
We sat in a velvet jewel case
With sparkles everywhere,
And Julian he sat on a diamond ring
And-a talked of the days gone by.
We spoke of a common kaleidoscope
And the pros and the cons of Zen
And he spoke and-a said for a piece of cake
He really did have a yen.
Bobby Dylan he sat "the Mad Hatter",
A broken hour glass in his hand,
And-a Joannie sat in a white lace
Looking cool with a black lace fan.

What goes on ? Chick-a-chick.
What goes on ? I really wanna know.
What goes on ? Yes please tell me.
What goes on ? I really wanna know.


Great Record Bryan, let's hear it - great bass line btw. I've copied the entire lyric so that we can all sing along while listening to the programme. Try it - it's great... the song that is..

regardez youse

henri

If anyone had any doubts about the destructive power of drugs let them read this.

Okay - point accepted, but it's still a great record to sing alaong to - how we all sing along to:....

I may go out tomorrow if I can borrow a coat to wear
Oh I'd step out in style with my sincere smile and my dancing bear
Outrageous alarming courageous charming
Oh who would think a boy and bear
Could be well accepted everywhere
It's just amazing how fair people can be

Seen at the nicest places where well fed faces all stop to stare
Making the grandest entrance is Simon Smith and his dancing bear
They'll love us, won't they?
They feed us, don't they?
Oh, who would think a boy and bear
Could be well accepted everywhere
It's just amazing how fair people can be

Who needs money when you're funny?
The big attraction everywhere
Will be Simon Smith and his dancing bear
It's Simon Smith and the amazing dancing bear


Randy Newman - but can you play the Alan Price version... besides, Julie likes Alan Price..

regardez youse

henri

Down the Oily Way you slide
Through the inner space you ride
Lots and lots of Pot-Head Pixies
Ridin' round in Teapot Taxies
On the Planet Gong they say
If everything goes wrong today
Fill your Teapot up with tea
Come and take a ride with me

OILY WAY from ANGEL'S EGG: RADIO GNOME INVISIBLE, PART 2 by GONG

Space-age couple
Why don't you flex your magic muscle?
Space-age couple
Why do you hex your magic muscle?
Space-age couple
Why do you hustle 'n bustle?
Why don't you drop your cool tom-foolery
'n shed your nasty jewelry?

SPACE-AGE COUPLE from LICK MY DECALS OFF, BABY by CAPTAIN BEEFHEART AND HIS MAGIC BAND

Two dead certs for tonight, I鈥檓 sure.

There's only one songsmith who could (or would) find rhymes for Wapping and Shoeburyness:

* Billy Bragg: A13, Trunk Road to the Sea
The Essex version of Route 66

If you ever have to go to Shoeburyness
Take the A road, the okay road that's the best...

It starts down in Wapping
There ain't no stopping...

'nother good one, that's so strong in the rhyming dept, you can do the "all together now" audience feed with it:

* Eric Bogle - Nobody's Moggy
Somebody's Moggy by the side of the road
Somebody's kitty who forgot his highway code
Someone's favourite feline who ran clean out of luck
When he ran into the road and tried to argue with a (Alltogethernow...) truck
...
Now, you who love your pussy, be sure to keep him in
Don't let him argue with a truck, the truck is bound to win
And upon a busy road, don't let him play or frolic
If you do, I'm warning you, it could be cat-a(Alltogethernow...)-strophic

70. At 2:17pm on 26 Aug 2010, henri hannah wrote:

And litter off the gutter
Puts it in a bag
And never thinks to mutter

#74

ARRGHHHHH! Anything but that... it actually gets worse...


And I'm telling this story
In a faraway scene
Sipping down Raki
And reading Maynard Keynes
And I'm thinking about home
And all that means
And a place in the winter
For Dignity


Whit? You go to a faraway scene (a holiday somewhere around Greece, obviously) and sip Raki whilst reading Keynsian economics? This prompts you to speculate about where the guy who picks the rubbish at home might park his boat in the winter, if he ever saves up enough from his implicitly miserly council salary to do so?

Must've been a great holiday.

Dignity Rears Up Its Ugly Head Again.

You're the one who brought it up.

There's still time to give us the full text of A Hard Rain's Gonna Fall. Remember you don't have to type it all - just cut and paste.

I wish that for just one time
You could stand inside my shoes
And just for that one moment
I could be you

Yes, I wish that for just one time
You could stand inside my shoes
You'd know what a drag it is
To see you

Bob Dylan - Positively 4th Steet

regardez youse

Henri

What about the repetitive motion stress injury on my right scrolling finger???

#76

No - it was a bad boy called Norrie - winding things up. Doubtless, we'll end up hearing it now - one more time. It really is duff though...

All of which reminds me of another lyric:

No matter what they take from me
They can't take away my dignity

Oh yes they can.

Not that I'm requesting it I hasten to add!

#78 between the refresh button and the scroll down wheel, this is a full time occupation! Where do these guys get time to type out all these lyrics? (I assume they're not doing the dastardly deed as suggested in #76

An answer to #55 is still required






(actually a cunning plan to enhance Adam's claim against el Healthio y Safteyo Executeev)




DC

Health and Safety in South America is a blindfold.

#78 was it from looking up all those yummie mummies?

#83 Your name ees also on ze leest.....

Struggling to find a rhyme in English? Well, why not just throw in a little French or German? Surely 'Hit Me With Your Rhythm Stick' by Ian Dury and The Blockheads has to be a contender for tonight's show?

You got a smile so bright
You know you could have been a candle
I'm holding you so tight
You know you could have been a handle
The way you swept me off my feet
You know you could have been a broom
The way you smell so sweet
You know you could have been some perfume
Well you could have been anything that you want to
And I can tell
The way you do the things you do - the Temptations

Darlin, feelin pretty lonesome
I'd call you on the phonesome
but I don't have a dime

Darlin' - Frankie Miller

#87

Ah, open goal for

99 Duesen Jaeger
Jeder war ein grosser Krieger
Hielten sich fuer Captain Kirk
Das gab ein grosses Feuerwerk

or, in English:

99 jet fighters
Each was a great fighter
That stayed for Captain Kirk
And gave some big fireworks

* Nena - 99 Luftballons

When do we start putting in suggestions for tomorrow's theme?

I married Isis on the fifth day of May
But I could not hold on to her very long
So I cut off my hair and I rode straight away
For the wild unknown country where I could not go wrong.

I came to a high place of darkness and light
The dividing line ran through the center of town
I hitched up my pony to a post on the right
Went in to a laundry to wash my clothes down.

A man in the corner approached me for a match
I knew right away he was not ordinary
He said "Are you looking for something easy to catch ?"
I said "I got no money". He said "That ain't necessary".

We set out that night for the cold in the North
I gave him my blanket he gave me his word
I said "Where are we going ?" He said "We'd be back by the fourth"
I said "That's the best new that I've ever heard".

I was thinking about turquoise I was thinking about gold
I was thinking about diamonds and the world's biggest necklace
As we rode through the canyons through the devilish cold
I was thinking about Isis how she thought I was so reckless.

How she told me that one day we meet up again
And things would be different the next time we wed
If I only could hang on and just be her friend
I still can't remember all the best things she said.

We came to the pyramids all embedded in ice
He said "There's a body I'm trying to find
If I carry it out it'll bring a good prize"
It was then that I knew what he had on his mind.

The wind it was howling and the snow was outrageous
We chopped through the night and we chopped through the dawn
When he died I was hoping that it wasn't contagious
But I made up my mind that I had to go on.
I broke into the tomb but the casket was empty
There was no jewels no nothing I felt I'd been had
When I saw that my partner was just being friendly
When I took up his offer I must-a been mad.

ISIS from DESIRE by BOB DYLAN




Sitting on the beach like clarence in wonderland
I had a dream and I know you will understand
Riding up the beach, it only took a moment
Along came a lady looking for amusement
She came up to me and everything was smiling
And then she said something, it sounded like a violin
Let鈥檚 go to my chateau, we could have a good time
Drinking lots of sky wine
Miss juliet kate, queen of the moon
We鈥檙e gonna get there soon
Gonna get there soon
There鈥檚 no doubt about it
Miss juliet kate, queen of the moon
We鈥檙e gonna get there soon
Gonna get there soon
Miss juliet kate, queen of the moon in june and this tune
We鈥檙e gonna get there soon, soon. soon, soon

CLARENCE IN WONDERLAND from SHOOTING AT THE MOON by KEVIN AYERS

Ticks - Brad Paisley - thanks to Scotch-git for putting me onto this one a while back


every time you take a sip
In this smoky atmosphere
You press that bottle to your lips
And I wish I was your beer
An' In the small there of your back
Your jeans are playing peek-a-boo8
I'd like to see the other half of your butterfly tattoo.

Hey that gives me an idea
Let's get out of this bar
Drive out into the country
And find a place to park.

'Cause I'd like to see you out in the moonlight I'd like to kiss you way back in the sticks
I'd like to walk you through a field of wildflowers
And I'd like to check you for ticks.

I know the perfect little path
Out in these woods I used to hunt
Don't worry babe I've got your back
And I've also got your front
I'd hate to waste a night like this
I'll keep you safe you wait and see
The only thing allowed to crawl all over you when we get there is me.

This city's glamour can never spoil
The dreams of a boy and goil

On Listen Again again and I am incredulous that they played Hanging on the Telephone yet again.

You don't believe the evidence of your own hearing?

Quite

Then let us pray that come it may,
(As come it will for a' that,)
That Sense and Worth, o'er a' the earth,
Shall bear the gree, an' a' that.
For a' that, an' a' that,
It's coming yet for a' that,
That Man to Man, the world o'er,
Shall brothers be for a' that.

#97
Which reminds me of another lyric

Won't you save them for me
even though you're only three

#97

"The best rhymes of all time"?

How could they include the Clapping Song and miss or

hell, why not