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Those Amazing Days: My Amazing Dream...
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Wednesday, July 2, 2008. INSPIRATION AND PERSPIRATION: BE INSPIRED. Labels: 50s and 60s. Stan C. Countz. Those Were the Days. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Dancin' on the Ceilin'. Faith, Hope and Love. His Highest and Best. Larry Norman: Like No Other. Me and Doctor Jack. No Gauges, No Tats. Reflections: This Ol' Mirror. The Peace of Jerusalem. Today and Way Back When. Water Off A Duck's Back. Who's The One Who's Broken Hearted? View my complete profile.
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Those Amazing Days: The Day They Shot JFK
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Saturday, June 28, 2008. The Day They Shot JFK. Original lyrics by Stan C. Countz. Those were the days when the big debate. Was who to take on that big date. Days of sock hops and blind dates. And carhops on roller skates. Before we had to ask our date. If they were gay, bi or straight. Mohammed Ali went by Cassius Clay. Loved Babe Ruth and Willie Mays. Got milk and cheese straight from the dairy. Had yet to investigate the Watergate tapes. Charlie Manson and Sharon Tate were scary. We loved Gunsmoke and...
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Mariposa Mountain Man: THE MOUNTAIN MAN
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Dedicated to the memory of Charlie Countz and all mountain men everywhere. The Story of Charlie. Wednesday, August 19, 2009. Original lyrics by Stan Countz. Whether down on his luck or livin' high on the hog. He loved his ol' truck and he cut his own logs. He hated the traffic, the noise and the smog. But enjoyed the chase and the barkin' of dogs. Whether livin' in town or down in the dumps. He was a mountain man and he took his lumps. He paid his dues and he paid at the pumps. He didn't pull no punches.
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Mariposa Mountain Man: THE STORY OF CHARLIE
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Dedicated to the memory of Charlie Countz and all mountain men everywhere. The Story of Charlie. Sunday, August 16, 2009. THE STORY OF CHARLIE. By Stan C. Countz. Dedicated to his father, Charlie Countz]. He grew up on a farm. Had looks and charm. Met mom in high school. Fell for her real hard. He was cool but she was smart. And I guess that was the start. Of the recipe for a broken heart. The recipe for a broken heart. He went to work milkin' cows. They had a baby on the way. The baby came and it was me.
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Mariposa Mountain Man: WISHIN’ I’D LISTENED
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Dedicated to the memory of Charlie Countz and all mountain men everywhere. The Story of Charlie. Monday, August 24, 2009. WISHIN’ I’D LISTENED. By Stan C. Countz. I swore you’d be fine / I ignored all the signs. Couldn’t see the speed bumps up ahead. Toolin’ down the road / in automatic mode. While you were lyin’ in your bed. I was miles away / when you passed away. By the time I arrived, you were dead. Now I’m wishin’ I’d listened to what the doctor said. Who knows when we will go? Stan C. Countz. Fence...
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THINGS TO COME: May 2010
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Monday, May 3, 2010. GIVE IT YOUR BEST. By Stan C. Countz. I see the smile has left your face. Your eyes look sad and tired to me. Did you lose sight of the truth? Or are you just too blind to see? As long as He is on the throne. That’s not the way it has to be. You don’t need to be down. Don't need to be depressed. Things will come around. If you’ll give it your best. We all worry and fret but don’t forget. A stranger is a friend we’ve never met. It's a cryin’ shame to waste our breath. Life is a Vapor.
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THINGS TO COME: January 2009
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Tuesday, January 6, 2009. WISH I COULD COUNT THE TIMES. By Stan C. Countz. How many times have I stumbled at night? How many times have I wondered why? How many times have I run from the light? I wish I could count the times…. How many times have I lost my way? How many times have I forgotten to pray? How many times have I disobeyed? More than the stars in the sky…. I wish I could count the times. You came through in that final hour. If I’d have only seen the signs. Of your majesty and power. I come from...
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THINGS TO COME: A CONTRARIAN
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Wednesday, July 16, 2008. Lyrics by Stan C. Countz. If the herd is runnin’ one way. I wanna turn around and run the other. If they’re all foldin’, somethin’ makes me stay. If they’re holdin’, I wanna run for cover. Guess you could say… I’m a contrarian. It don’t take a great librarian. To look up the meanin’. I just look at which way. The crowd is leanin’. And run the other way. Guess you could say…I’m a contrarian. If everyone is standin’, all of sudden I just wanna sit. We wanna marry ‘em. Life is a Va...
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Mariposa Mountain Man: THAT CHARLIE GRIN
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Dedicated to the memory of Charlie Countz and all mountain men everywhere. The Story of Charlie. Sunday, August 16, 2009. He loved to hunt; he was a mountain man. When he shook your hand – you knew it. But he couldn’t fish worth a damn. And if you fibbed– he saw through it. His favorite singer was Johnny Cash. He had his name carved on his belt. He wore a handlebar mustache. And told you just how he felt. Loved the smell of mountain air. A cup of coffee on a cold night. And a good clean fight. Ode to Mam...
