Your Favorite Closing Lines of a Song

[Glennwillow]

"... And when I closed the lid, I saw my name was on the case."

- Glenn

[Silly Moustache]

From my "Dad song" - here & gone


The old man now is many years gone - but the son still feels him and the feeling’s so strong
The fears, and anger – the jealous rage – and the painful secrets - of another age
He did his best the only way he knew – knowing all who you love will be taken from you

He’s gone and dead but lives on in the head, and the heart of the son who carries his thread

And the ache in his back, the pain in his hands, his laugh, his words and his fears and plans

They belong to his father – but now –------------- he understands

[ManyMartinMan]

Originally Posted by Silly Moustache

From my "Dad song" - here & gone

Bravo Andy. I've not tackled one about my dad and probably won't.

[Garrison314]

Beatles-"And in the end
The love you take
Is equal to the love you make."

Old Folk Song-"You do the hokey pokey,
And you turn yourself around.
That's what it's all about!"

[Charmed Life Picks]

You could probably choose almost ANY Tom Waits song for this thread -- such a great writer. The following lines are the last stanza from his song "Time," off the RAIN DOGS album:

So put a candle in the window
And a kiss upon my lips
As the dish outside the window
Fills with rain
Oh and just like a stranger
With the weeds in your heart
Pay the fiddler off
Till I come back again

Folks, as the OP here, a reminder to PLEASE take the time to give us the title of the tune AND the writer or performer. I always feel it's crucially important to acknowledge the songwriter. Many of us would like to follow up on these great songs to learn and possible even perform them, but we're left with too little information to do so. Thanks!

Thanks to everyone so far for your awesome contributions.

scott memmer

"And if you get lost, come on home to Green River" --- CCR

[Silly Moustache]

Originally Posted by ManyMartinMan

Bravo Andy. I've not tackled one about my dad and probably won't.

I wrote this song, almost on "instruction".

A fellow singer-songwriter's wife was a n amatuer masseuse, and was giving me a massage whilst I ramvbled on about my Dad.

She said that I should write a song about my feeling benignly haunted by him.
"everyone should have a "dad-song" she said.
I think she is right.

[J Patrick]

.....i've always been a fan of spooky songs....this song is probably the spookiest radio hit of all time....it ends...

...."And me, I spend a lot of time pickin' flowers up on Choctaw Ridge
And drop them into the muddy water off the Tallahatchie Bridge."...



...Bobbie Gentry - Ode To Billie Joe...

...the vids a gas...

[cisco7]

And I remember quiet evenings
Trembling close to you...

"Martha" - Tom Waits

[808K]

Oh he reached for her hand and he slipped her the keys
Said "I've got no further use for these.
I see angels on Ariels in leather and chrome,
Swooping down from heaven to carry me home"
And he gave her one last kiss and died
And he gave her his Vincent to ride.

Richard Thompson

[Cabarone]

And for the first time since he died
Late last night I cried
I wondered when I was going to do that
For my old man

Steve Goodman

[Jukie]

Honey, you can't hide your lying eyes.

[Charmed Life Picks]

Originally Posted by Cabarone

And for the first time since he died
Late last night I cried
I wondered when I was going to do that
For my old man

Steve Goodman

John Prine's favorite Steve Goodman song, and mine too. Steve Goodman, my hero.

[Cabarone]

Originally Posted by Charmed Life Picks

John Prine's favorite Steve Goodman song, and mine too. Steve Goodman, my hero.

My dad would make me play this every time we got together...he wanted me to do it at his funeral, but I'd been away from playing so long I knew I'd just muck it up...I do it now, though...

And another thing! The first time I heard Prine do it I was amazed how different it sounded from Steve's rendition. It sounds like a John Prine song coming through him...

[AZLiberty]

I would let those castles tumble, or I'd never love at all...
(I'd Rather be a wanderer - Donaldn Rubinstein)