Songs that touch you

Oh my God, don't open it, it's Phil Collins.

He touches you in all the wrongs ways, does he?

lardbucket wrote:Oh my God, don't open it, it's Phil Collins.

Too late . . .

eowyn wrote:He touches you in all the wrongs ways, does he?

Aye, he gives my neck hairs a good workout. How did he ever sell a single LP?

lardbucket wrote:

eowyn wrote:He touches you in all the wrongs ways, does he?

Aye, he gives my neck hairs a good workout. How did he ever sell a single LP?

Um, some might say he was in the CD era.

LP or CD, then.

lardbucket wrote:

eowyn wrote:He touches you in all the wrongs ways, does he?

Aye, he gives my neck hairs a good workout. How did he ever sell a single LP?

Sentiment.

I hate Phil Collins.
I hate his voice too and his face.
But I like the song and the words.

Demelza wrote:I hate Phil Collins.
I hate his voice too and his face.
But I like the song and the words.

Well it is a cover.

I know.
I like that version too.

American Trilogy---Elvis Presley

Why?

Because he's a sad old bastard.

I quite like a good dirge. N'Orleans especially do a good one.

There are lots of songs in this category for me - these are a few:

Refugees - Van der Graaf Generator
The Ship Song - Nick Cave
Walking into Doors - Archie Roach
Boulder to Birmingham - Joan Baez (or EmmyLou Harris)
No Man's Land - Eric Bogle
Once I was - Tim Buckley
Draft Morning - The Byrds
God - John Lennon

And i'm really just a big softy, this one breaks me up every time: -

The Fields of Athenry (Irish Trad - Paddy Reilly's version does it for me)

By a lonely prison wall
I heard a sweet voice calling,
"Danny, they have taken you away.
For you stole Travelian's corn,
That your babes might see the morn,
Now a prison ship lies waiting in the bay."

Fair lie the fields of Athenry
Where once we watched the small freebirds fly.
Our love grew with the spring,
We had dreams and songs to sing
As we wandered through the fields of Athenry.

By a lonely prison wall
I heard a young man calling
"Nothing matters, Jenny, when you're free
Against the famine and the crown,
I rebelled, they ran me down,
Now you must raise our children without me."

Fair lie the fields of Athenry
Where once we watched the small freebirds fly.
Our love grew with the spring,
We had dreams and songs to sing
As we wandered through the fields of Athenry.

On the windswept harbour wall,
She watched the last star rising
As the prison ship sailed out across the sky
But she'll watch and hope and pray,
For her love in Botany Bay
Whilst she is lonely in the fields of Athenry.
Whilst she is lonely in the fields of Athenry.

This song always brings me to tears:

@JGK. Nuthin like a bit a KBW to lighten the day.

Aye - fun for the whole family.

I remember sitting in traffic and listening to The Pubic Hair song (a mate had lent me the tape - yeah, tape). I have never laughed so hard in my life. I think bystanders thought I was having a heart attack.

Ho, ho, farking ho.