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vincent j kelly Feb 2016
I BE MISSING YA BOB MARLEY

I be miss'en ya voice Bob Marley ya songs roll'en round in me head
ya see I've learned to feel the rain and not just to get wet
and waiting in line is a waste of time cause tomorrow ya could be dead
yea- I be miss'en ya voice Bob Marley ya words roll'en round in me head

trouble I not be want'en (mun)/ just some peace and harmony
to live and love the life I want / and (to) be happy to be me
I hear ya words every night and day they be taken me far away
to islands still uncharted (mun) or to a place called yesterday


I be miss'en ya voice Bob Marley ya songs roll'en round in me head
ya see I've learned to feel the rain and not just to get wet
and waiting in line is a waste of time cause tomorrow ya could be dead
yea- I be miss'en ya voice Bob Marley ya words roll'en round in me head

I hear the tides roll into shore / feel the sun upon my face
while I listen to ya music mun / and my dreams fall into place
people feel deh will get hurt / so don't allow themselves to feel
might as well be blind my friend / cause the sun you'll never see
  
I be miss'en ya voice Bob Marley ya songs roll'en round in me head
ya see I've learned to feel the rain and not just to get wet
and waiting in line is a waste of time cause tomorrow ya could be dead
yea- I be miss'en ya voice Bob Marley ya words roll'en round in me head

the paper say you be famous man / what more could one man wish
ya laughed and smiled and then replied / I don't need no more than this (diss)  
leave everything be as it be / don't disturb old mother earth
you be leaven here someday (my friend)  / with no more than at birth

I be miss'en ya voice Bob Marley ya songs roll'en round in me head
ya see I've learned to feel the rain and not just to get wet
and waiting in line is a waste of time cause tomorrow ya could be dead
yea- I be miss'en ya voice Bob Marley ya words roll'en round in me head

so live each day now the best you can / you never know when it will end
don't pain your days and nights away / in a world of where or when
just drink some *** and sing a song / cause tomorrows round the bend
talk with those ya do not know / for some day they may be friends
                      
                               by vjkelly...(c)2016 from the song of the same name
                                                            ­        by vjkelly
a fella who is in a band mentioned to me he always wanted to write a song about Bob Marley...said I'll write the word you put it to music and sing it.
vincent j kelly Oct 2015
JUDY GARLAND

Sometimes I wish the wizard in his wisdom
    your future he could have seen
Then maybe he’d have made you stay in Oz
     to live out all your dreams
And Glinda might not have let you know
     by clinking your heels you could go home
If your future they could have ever known
     that your rainbow would not be lined with gold
     would they have ever let you leave Oz to go home
AND JUDY –TO ME - YOU WILL ALWAYS BE DOROTHY
     by vjkelly  for the song 'Dorothy'
Judy Garland never found that over the rainbow land.  She had a tough life and I always wondered if that land had truly existed and the wizard could have seen how Judy's life would turn out ..would he have ever let her leave.
vincent j kelly Aug 2015
MY IRISH ROSE

      In the corner of the pub I stand and raise my glass
      and ask the folks to drink a toast to my Irish Lass
      the one I left behind - the one with the Irish smile
      the one I left behind - the one with the Irish eyes
      so raise your glass and drink a toast to my Irish lass
      cause hopes and dreams of love and life they all go by so fast

      she said oh Jimmy please don't go - you know I love you so
      I kissed her lips and held her tight she was my Irish rose
      then packed my bags with hopes and dreams and off to old New York
      and left her waving on the pier my rose of County Cork
      I said someday I would return and marry you my lass
      but days and weeks turned into months as years went by so fast

      In the corner of the pub I stand and raise my glass
      and ask the folks to drink a toast to my Irish Lass
      the one I left behind - the one with the Irish smile
      the one I left behind - the one with the Irish eyes
      so raise your glass and drink a toast to my Irish lass
      cause hope and dreams of love and life they all go by so fast

      I thought someday I would return with pockets full of gold
      but time has not been good to me I'm a penny short of poor
      it took me years to find my way back to County Cork
      to try and find my Irish lass but she had died the year before
      and on her stone the words they read - forever Jimmy boy
      I placed a flower on her grave - god bless my Irish Rose

                          By Vincent J Kelly (c)2000
                             from the song My Irish Rose
                                   vincentjkelly@yahoo.com
from a song I wrote left it as is ...a song....
vincent j kelly Oct 2015
ONE ON ONE

You touch like a whisper
don't leave a trace
I sense your fingers
fall into place
You've got such rhythm
you set the mood
You've orchestrated
loves every move
You know my pleasures
no need to ask
You set no limits
you make it last
You make me tremble
can't catch my breadth
You keep me guessing
as to what comes next
       by vjkelly  (c) 1999
I ONCE HAD A WOMAN SAY TO ME....I hope you are not a three minute man.  I got it.  Thus... part of one of my songs. Hey guys wake up and read it and learn. If you still don't get it email I can spell it out for you. It's not if you are satisfied but is she satisfied ..GET IT!
vincent j kelly Aug 2015
SCATTERED IRISH THOUGHTS

Leprechauns with fairy dust will sneak into your dreams
so make a wish then go to sleep in the morning you'll believe
but a *** of gold you may not find by the morning light
cause life itself is the only gift you'll ever need to find
and by the midnight moon the Leprechauns you'll hear
they dance and sing upon your roof and drink their mugs of beer
they sing about Killarney - Donegal and County Cork
the treasures of old Ireland they protect for evermore
and if you catch a Leprechaun three wishes and no more
or Elves and Dwarfs and Unicorns will be knocking at your door

and an Irish man can drink alone but alone he'll never be
cause a pint of beer and all his dreams is all he'll ever need
for an Irish man can spin a tale of times long now forgot
paint his words in metaphors you decide what's true or not
and in the corner of the pub they're singing Danny Boy
sad songs the Irish like to sing but live a life of joy
and an Irish lass may smile at you with her emerald eyes
you'll swear to all the Saints above - ya think ya went and died
the Irish welcome one and all and they'll make you feel at home
but a part of you will never leave once you've kissed the Blarney Stone

                                       by vjkelly  (c) 2011
                                  vincentjkelly@yahoo.com
                               from the song SCATTERED IRISH THOUGHTS
wrote this for a song we were working on I have left out the chorus just left the verse....I tend to use off rhymes because of all the lyrics I write...they will sound better sometimes when you sing them.
vincent j kelly Feb 2016
The Original Lyrics
THE NIGHT A NOWHERE MAN TOOK YESTERDAY AWAY

it was a cold days night
when I heard the news please say it's a lie
it's not for him to say goodbye
now here I am
closer than I ever thought I'd be
but to late to say hello....goodbye

so wipe the tears for all the years
he kept you company
you know he would have wanted it that way
but even Lucy in the sky
and the sergeant had to cry
THE NIGHT A NOWHERE MAN TOOK YESTERDAY AWAY

imagine what might have been
he was a man in a million my friend
who was just starting over again
after all the years
of sitting back watching the wheels
it's a sad day in Strawberry Fields ....forever

so wipe the tears for all the years
he kept you company
you know he would have wanted it that way
but even Lucy in the sky
and the sergeant had to cry
THE NIGHT A NOWHERE MAN TOOK YESTERDAY AWAY

           lyrics by vjkelly music by vjkelly and m.simeone (c)1982 vincentjkelly@yahoo.com
Two years after John Lennon's death the record company asked me to write a song about him. Figured why bother - what was the point - every writer in the world would be writing a song dedicated to him. For the next two years I will admit I kept trying to find that one line that would express my disgust and hatred for his killer and at the same time convey just how much John would be missed.
My friend Matt and I once had lunch with John (just lucky - right place right time) and found John to be one of the most soft spoken inquisitive individuals I had ever met. He was more interested in asking me why I wrote something then telling me about himself - he was John Lennon for God's sake I had a million questions to ask.
  To make a long story short I kept trying to find the words that would best describe John and also his killer. Finally one day it came to me - the title for the song was right in front of me all the time - it was in Paul and John's songs I had finally found the two songs - that would represent the useless human being who killed him and the beauty of the man who died that evening.
vincent j kelly Aug 2015
LIVEN ON THE RAZORS EDGE

Remember how we used to dream
      the things that we were not
I was your knight in shining armor
      in our concrete Camelot
We played so many different parts
      like actors on a stage
We’d escape through picture magazines
      just by turning page to page

Back when we had nothing to lose
      by taking a chance by breaking the rules

When we were dead end kids living on the razors edge
     and I was King of the streets and you were queen of the avenue
When we were dead end kids living on the razors edge
     our castle was a run-down candy store our kingdom the theatre Bijou

And it’s good seeing you again
     though it’s been so many years
Since I played your Lancelot
     and you my Guinevere  
I’m glad to see those special times
     neither one of us forgot
And that we no long need to dreams
     the things that we are not

Back when we had nothing to lose
      by taking a chance by breaking the rules

When we were dead end kids living on the razors edge
     and I was King of the streets and you were queen of the avenue
When we were dead end kids living on the razors edge
     our castle was a run-down candy store our kingdom the theatre Bijou


sp-theatre / English / theater American English

         By VjKelly  1993  © for my song RAZORS EDGE
I was working on a song that would help people bring back memories of their teenage years. We lived dangerously not afraid of anything.
vincent j kelly Aug 2015
TILL FOREVER ENDS

Yesterday today and forever
my love for you will never die
yesterday today and forever
you will always be by my side
    cause you are everything to me
    you're everything I'll ever need
    you're every hope and every dream
    but most of all my love - you're every part of me

you’re oh so soft – like a brand new sunny day
you touch so gently – I so love your gentle ways

I WANT TO LOVE YOU  TILL FOREVER ENDS
TILL TOMORROW BECOMES REMEMBER WHEN
I WANT TO HOLD YOU TIGHT EVERY NIGHT
   OVER AND OVER AGAIN
from my song "TILL FOREVER ENDS"
vincent j kelly Aug 2015
TO HELL AND BACK FOR CAPTAIN JACK
her sails are set all hands on deck she's off by early light
her hull it dances on the waves like lovers in the night
she's on her way to nowhere it's a place she's been before
no latitude or longitude no charts to show the course
her cargo is a mystery her destination is unknown  
she's sailed by men who long ago in some way lost their souls
her wooden hull will creek and bend till her sails they find a breeze  
with grit and spit she rides the sea with a crew of broken dreams

Cause- to hell and back for Captain Jack be it devil or the deep
       no man or sea shall take their ship they'll fight and die to keep
For captain jack old captain jack and the  schooner Albatross -
      they'll brave the storms of unknown worlds no matter what the cost    
Cause- to hell and back for Captain Jack be it devil or the deep
       no man or sea shall take their ship they'll fight and die to keep

they're beggars thieves and highwaymen no place to call their own
they wear barnacles for britches with skin  leathered to the bone
summer heat or winter cold still they sing their sailors songs
as they climb the ropes take down the sails through the worst of storms
they tell their tales on bar room stools of maps and chests of gold
or sing their songs and drink their *** until they pass out cold
some nights they'll pay an ugly ***** so they won't sleep alone
but better men be hard to find who call this ship their home
  
Cause- to hell and back for Captain Jack be it devil or the deep
       no man or sea shall take their ship they'll fight and die to keep
For captain jack old captain jack and the  schooner albatross -
      they'll brave the storms of unknown worlds no matter what the cost    
Cause- to hell and back for Captain Jack be it devil or the deep
       no man or sea shall take their ship they'll fight and die to keep

by vjkelly  (c)2015  (1-1400253851) FROM my song 'TO HELL AND BACK FOR CAPTAIN JACK'
From my song 'TO HELL AND BACK FROM CAPTAIN JACK'
vincent j kelly Oct 2015
WHEN THE LOVEN IS THROUGH

I won’t deny I haven’t been in this position before
Sometimes it meant less sometimes it meant more
So don’t be offended of I ask is it just for the night
I’ve said so many goodbyes by the morning light

AND WILL YOU KISS ME – WHEN THE LOVEN IS THROUGH
   WILL YOU HOLD ME CLOSE TO YOU
AND WILL YOU TOUCH ME – WHEN THE LOVEN IS THROUGH
   WILL YOU BE THERE – WHEN THE LOVEN PART IS THROUGH
I want to trust again -  I so want to feel love again

So many times my love’s (has) been left in pieces of the floor
So don’t be offended if I seem to be unsure
And give me a reason to believe it’s not just for the night
I’ve said so many goodbyes by the morning light

AND WILL YOU KISS ME – WHEN THE LOVEN IS THROUGH
   WILL YOU HOLD ME CLOSE TO YOU
AND WILL YOU TOUCH ME – WHEN THE LOVEN IS THROUGH
   WILL YOU BE THERE – WHEN THE LOVEN PART IS THROUGH
I want to trust again -  I so want to feel love again

BRIDGE
How long does loneliness last
                 When should you take another chance
You only lose if yesterday
Takes all your tomorrows away

      By VjKelly ©1991 vincentjkelly@yahoo.com
about someone who has been hurt before.....and is trying hard to give her or his love again...for Columbia Record artist
vincent j kelly Oct 2015
WHO CARES WHO YOU ARE

I must have played on every corner street
wore my shoes down to my feet
worn out pants and a tattered shirt
and the hunger inside it made me hurt

BUT  that's the life of a lonely singer
and his only friend his guitar
yea that's the life of a lonely singer
and a who cares who you are

I thought one day me and my guitar
would both grow up to be superstars
so in every joint I would play my songs
hoping one day folks would sing along

YEA that's the life of a lonely singer
and his only friend his guitar
yea that's the life of a lonely singer
and a who cares who you are

BRIDGE
I sing about my triumphs                                        
  and all the times I've failed                                    
  the characters within my dreams                                  
  from my home made fairy-tales                                                                                                        
  Like an artist's brush on canvass                                  
  when he interprets what he see's                                
  I write down all of my feelings                                  
  then sort'em out to see what I mean                                                                                                    

YEA that's the life of a lonely singer
and his only friend his guitar
yea that's the life of a lonely singer
and a who cares who you are

   by vjkelly (C)1978 for my song
      'Who Cares Who You Are'
as a staff writer for a record company you had to write for every kind of music...was asked to write about a country singer trying to make it.

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