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THE FIRST TWO LINES OF THIS SONG TELL MY TALE OF WOE RIGHT NOW.

Posted about 1 year ago
Oh woe is me. Alas, How I yearn to touch that green green grass of home, (or anywhere else for that matter.)Such longings have given birth to a few memorable songs.This one is by those lovable cowboy hippies, the New Riders Of The Purple Sage. Poor Henry.Poor deadmandeadman.

Comments (8)

  1. debi says Alas indeed.. Since you're missing the NROTPS green grass, perhaps a dose of their Panama Red can help (sorry about sound quality - was from a concert back in my hippie days in the mid 70s!)
    Permalink posted 01/03/2008
  2. dermahrk says Yuppie drugstore cowboys! Sorry to hear about your non-red eyes.
    Permalink posted 01/04/2008
  3. TylerDurden says DMDM -- what a fun song to look back and reminisce of bong hits and rolled up white owls....thanks for the throw back.
    Permalink posted 01/04/2008
  4. ivylander says As the Furry Freak Brothers used to put it way back when, "Dope will get you through times of no money better than money will get you through times of no dope.”
    Permalink posted 01/04/2008
  5. Bartleby says DMDM, you're a true horticulturist growing ever green ears ;)
    Permalink posted 01/04/2008
  6. Permalink posted 01/04/2008
  7. FastRMacR says You guys post some sorry plant pictures..(debi's cool) :) I thought you wanted to get HIGH! What is that stuff? Share some of of this Gojira .. meets the smogmonster! Lemme make you an herb sammich dm..heh {I would _never_ incriminate nor starve my poor back} [these photos are links to hightimes pics btw .. brother] "_8-)_":http://www.hightimes.com/ Johnny Bond \ Tumbling Tumbleweeds \ 2:03
    Permalink posted 01/07/2008
  8. deadmandeadman says OK, OK,I get the picture(s). Thanks, Like I wasn't hurtin' before.
    Permalink posted 01/08/2008

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