A non-decorating Friday post...life, in Black and White.
*On a side note, Kurt and I have been talking about what we will do when our kids get old enough to go on little dates. Kurt, "I'll drive them to the movies and make sure there is no touching at any point in time and the whole way there I'll play the song Sam Hall..." Wow, he's gonna be a no joke scary awesome dad! Love him so much more!
Gin and Tonic, anyone? |
Sweet. |
A little graphic I know-but how awesome! |
I go on dates with this guy all the time! :) |
Rustic. |
How my bike looks now. |
The best moments in the world! |
Here are the lyrics to "Sam Hall"...'nuff said: After the jump!
Well, my name it is Sam Hall, Sam Hall.
Yes, my name it is Sam Hall; it is Sam Hall.
My name it is Sam Hall an' I hate you, one and all.An' I hate you, one and all:
Damn your eyes.
I killed a man, they said; so they said.
I killed a man, they said; so they said.
I killed a man, they said an' I smashed in his head.
An' I left him layin' dead,
Damn his eyes.
But a-swingin', I must go; I must go.
A-swingin', I must go; I must go.
A-swingin', I must go while you critters down below,
Yell up: "Sam, I told you so."
Well, damn your eyes!
Instrumental break.
I saw Molly in the crowd; in the crowd.
I saw Molly in the crowd; in the crowd.
I saw Molly in the crowd an' I hollered, right out loud:
"Hey there Molly, ain't you proud?
"Damn your eyes."
Then the Sherriff, he came to; he came to.
Ah, yeah, the Sherriff, he came to; he came to.
The Sherriff, he come to an he said: "Sam, how are you?"
An I said: "Well, Sherriff, how are you,
"Damn your eyes."
My name is Samuel, Samuel.
My name is Samuel, Samuel.
My name is Samuel, an' I'll see you all in hell.
An' I'll see you all in hell,
Damn your eyes.
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