I Walk the Line
by Johnny Cash

I keep a close watch on this heart of mine,
I keep my eyes wide open all the time,
I keep the ends out for the tie that binds;
Because you're mine,
I walk the line.

I find it very, very easy to be true,
I find myself alone when each day is through,
Yes, I'll admit I'm a fool for you;
Because you're mine,
I walk the line.

As sure as night is dark and day is light,
I keep you on my mind both day and night,
And happiness I've known proves that it's right;
Because you're mine,
I walk the line.

You've got a way to keep me on your side,
You give me cause for love that I can't hide,
For you I know I'd even try to turn the tide;
Because you're mine,
I walk the line.

I'm Henry the Eighth, I Am

(lyrics as performed by UK's Herman's Hermits;
originally composed by Fred Murray and Robert Patrick Weston)

I'm Henry the eighth I am,
Henry the eighth I am, I am.
I got married to the widow next door;
She's been married seven times before,
And every one was an Henry (Henry);
She wouldn't have a Willy or a Sam (no Sam).
I'm her eighth old man, I'm Henry,
Henry the eighth I am.

Second verse same as the first.

Chorus:
I'm Henry the eighth I am,
Henry the eighth I am, I am.
I got married to the widow next door;
She's been married seven times before,
And every one was an Henry (Henry);
She wouldn't have a Willy or a Sam (no Sam).
I'm her eighth old man, I'm Henry,
Henry the eighth I am.

-----lead guitar solo------

Chorus:
I'm Henry the eighth I am,
Henry the eighth I am, I am.
I got married to the widow next door;
She's been married seven times before,
And every one was an Henry (Henry);
She wouldn't have a Willy or a Sam (no Sam).
I'm her eighth old man, I'm Henry,
Henry the eighth I am.

H-E-N-R-Y
Henry (Henry)
Henry the eighth I am, I am,
Henry the eighth I am.
Yeah!

Three Rings for the Elven-Kings under the sky,
Seven for the Dwarf-lords in their halls of stone,
Nine for Mortal Men doomed to die,
One for the Dark Lord on his dark throne,
In the Land of Mordor where the Shadows lie.
One Ring to rule them all, One Ring to find them,
One Ring to bring them all and in the darkness bind them
In the Land of Mordor where the Shadows lie.

Therefore, my Harry,
Be it thy course to busy giddy minds
With foreign quarrels; that action, hence borne out,
May waste the memory of the former days.

"Fear less, hope more;
Eat less, chew more;
Whine less, breathe more;
Talk less, say more;
Love more, and all good things will be yours"
--Swedish Proverb

A Sonnet Upon Sonnets
Robert Burns

Fourteen, a sonneteer thy praises sings;
What magic myst'ries in that number lie!
Your hen hath fourteen eggs beneath her wings
That fourteen chickens to the roost may fly.
Fourteen full pounds the jockey's stone must be;
His age fourteen - a horse's prime is past.
Fourteen long hours too oft the Bard must fast;
Fourteen bright bumpers - bliss he ne'er must see!
Before fourteen, a dozen yields the strife;
Before fourteen - e'en thirteen's strength is vain.
Fourteen good years - a woman gives us life;
Fourteen good men - we lose that life again.
What lucubrations can be more upon it?
Fourteen good measur'd verses make a sonnet.