Green Book Of Meditations Volume 6 The Books of Songs - Student ...

I Can’t Help Falling Asleep at Night
By Mairi Ceolmhor, DC Grove
Nov. 2001, for the Public Domain
Original song “I Can’t Help Falling in Love”
Which was written by Perettil with Weis & Elvis Presley
For the tune: http://www.christeen.net/midi2.html
Wise men say don’t drink much wine
But I couldn’t help falling asleep at night
And don’t lean up against that pine
‘Cause I can’t help falling asleep at night
Like the river flows
Flowing to the sea
Darling so time goes
Some tries weren’t meant to be
Take my hand, I can’t stand-up right
‘Cause I can’t help falling asleep at night.
No, I can’t help falling asleep at night.
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Bardic Salvo #13: May 1 st , 2002
May (in Minnesota)
By Pat Haneke, Akita Grove. October 2001
Based on the classic song “Stay, Just a Little Bit Longer”
No copyright is claimed, for the Public Domain.
Seductively spoken intro:
“Oh baby, let’s go and play in the field,
and see what treasures they may yield,
I know there’s frost on the grass at dawn,
But, I pray that the Gods’ll hear this song.”
(start “Doo-wopping!”)
May, ahhhh!, be a little bit warmer!
Please, please, please, please, please,
Tell me that you will warm-up.
Now the rain I don’t mind,
And the wind I don’t mind,
If we have a nice warm day, ya,
Just one more time.
Oh, won’t Beltane be, just a little bit warmer,
This cold saps all our youthful ardors.
Won’t you place your sweet lips to mine,
Won’t you say you love me ‘spite frost & rime.
Oh, ya, just a little bit warmer,
Please, please, please, please, please,
Tell me that you will warm-up.
Come on, come on, come on, May,
Come on, come on, come on, May, in Mi-nne-so-ta.
Come on, come on, come on, May, May , May, May
Come on, come on, come on, May.
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Mother Earth
By Donald Edwards, 2001, for the public Domain.
Currently composing music, but feel free to make your own
tune or give me a call and I’ll sing it for you.
The morning dew lays upon the grass,
As golden rays shed first light,
The songbirds sing in the beginning,
And help chase away the night.
A gentle breeze softly blowing,
Each little blade and stem,
And whispering among the trees,
And sway each Bardic Hem.
Her breath as sweet as heather,
Her touch as soft as fine sand,
Her essence breathing new strength,
To all across the land.
Praise the loving Druids,
Who tend her with such care,
For they do know the love she gives,
And her gifts she does willing share.
HEAR THESE WORDS OF THE DRUIDS,
FOR ALL YE LEND AN EAR,
OUR GREATEST LOVE IS OUR MOTHER EARTH,
WITHOUT HER, WOULD YOU BE HERE?
The shouting is intended to fill the world with awareness of
all Mother Earth does for them.