<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-372586957637714731</id><updated>2011-04-21T18:57:31.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Know What I'd Do</title><subtitle type='html'>Without You</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontknowwhatiddo.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372586957637714731/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontknowwhatiddo.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Stan the Man</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16809934505977609753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sTvikjPpTiE/R-SgtNwl1PI/AAAAAAAAAAk/qaSy1CufMDc/S220/stantheman.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>4</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-372586957637714731.post-8655859312917865508</id><published>2008-10-15T06:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T06:47:04.612-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jackson Brown</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jackson Browne&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.foxytunes.com/artist/jackson_browne"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data.foxytunes.com/artist_images/848/005/000/5848-large.jpg" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jackson Browne&lt;/b&gt; (born October 9, 1948) is an influential American singer-songwriter. He was born in Heidelberg, Germany, but moved to the Highland Park district of Los Angeles, California at an early age and began singing folk music locally. In 1966, his career began by joining the Nitty Gritty Dirt Band. &lt;a href="http://www.foxytunes.com/artist/jackson_browne"&gt;more...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="foxytunes-signature" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;[via &lt;a href="http://www.foxytunes.com"&gt;FoxyTunes&lt;/a&gt; / &lt;a href="http://www.foxytunes.com/artist/jackson_browne"&gt;Jackson Browne&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/372586957637714731-8655859312917865508?l=dontknowwhatiddo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontknowwhatiddo.blogspot.com/feeds/8655859312917865508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=372586957637714731&amp;postID=8655859312917865508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372586957637714731/posts/default/8655859312917865508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372586957637714731/posts/default/8655859312917865508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontknowwhatiddo.blogspot.com/2008/10/jackson-brown.html' title='Jackson Brown'/><author><name>Stan the Man</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16809934505977609753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sTvikjPpTiE/R-SgtNwl1PI/AAAAAAAAAAk/qaSy1CufMDc/S220/stantheman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-372586957637714731.post-609053473115759464</id><published>2008-07-28T11:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T12:01:01.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SHE AIN’T COMIN’ HOME AT NIGHT</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;by Stan C. Countz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Docta, I need a new prescription&lt;br /&gt;Can’t seem to get to sleep at night&lt;br /&gt;Been ta more than one physician&lt;br /&gt;No one can seem ta get it right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m not sure, but I think I might&lt;br /&gt;Have a cure for what’s ailin’ me&lt;br /&gt;I think my eyes are failin’ me &lt;br /&gt;‘cuz I just can’t see why&lt;br /&gt;She ain’t comin’ home at night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve tried those purple pills &lt;br /&gt;But they’re still not workin’&lt;br /&gt;I sure hope you’ve got somethin’&lt;br /&gt;That will make it stop hurtin’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep wonderin’ and ponderin’&lt;br /&gt;What I could’ve done differently&lt;br /&gt;To keep her from wanderin’&lt;br /&gt;And runnin’ away from me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish I hadn’t been so mad and mean&lt;br /&gt;I keep replaying and repeating &lt;br /&gt;Each frame of that final scene &lt;br /&gt;On the screen of my mind’s eye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep wonderin’ why &lt;br /&gt;I can’t seem to get it right &lt;br /&gt;I wish I knew what I could do &lt;br /&gt;To get some sleep at night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS&lt;br /&gt;I think I now know the reason why&lt;br /&gt;I can’t seem to get to sleep at night&lt;br /&gt;I miss her kissin’ n holdin’ me tight&lt;br /&gt;But she ain’t comin’ home tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ain’t jokin’ and I ain’t teasin’&lt;br /&gt;If it ain’t broken give me one good reason &lt;br /&gt;Why I should even try to fix it &lt;br /&gt;When she just wants to 86 it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m tryin’ to stay open to logic and to reason&lt;br /&gt;I keep hopin’ it’s just that time of the season&lt;br /&gt;That she’ll change her mind and come home&lt;br /&gt;That she’ll walk the line; never more to roam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I always knew exactly what to do &lt;br /&gt;Always thought I knew what I was there for&lt;br /&gt;Wish I could kiss her; I really do miss her&lt;br /&gt;But this wasn’t that easy to prepare for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I’ve finally figured out why&lt;br /&gt;She ain’t comin’ home at night&lt;br /&gt;She don’t wanna scream and fight&lt;br /&gt;She’s tired of me having to be right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She wants someone to hold her tight&lt;br /&gt;To give her her heart’s delight&lt;br /&gt;And treat her right; that’s why&lt;br /&gt;She ain’t comin’ home at night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wish I knew if we were really through &lt;br /&gt;Why do I lay awake ‘til the break of dawn?&lt;br /&gt;Before I even knew what was goin’ on&lt;br /&gt;I turned around and she was gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why must I lay awake all night long?&lt;br /&gt;Wakin’ up to the radio playin’ our favorite song&lt;br /&gt;Wish I knew the truth about what went wrong&lt;br /&gt;My heart is a ball in a game of ping pong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don’t know how to finish this song&lt;br /&gt;Just wish I knew what really went wrong&lt;br /&gt;Before I even knew what was goin’ on&lt;br /&gt;I turned around and she was gone…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/372586957637714731-609053473115759464?l=dontknowwhatiddo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontknowwhatiddo.blogspot.com/feeds/609053473115759464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=372586957637714731&amp;postID=609053473115759464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372586957637714731/posts/default/609053473115759464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372586957637714731/posts/default/609053473115759464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontknowwhatiddo.blogspot.com/2008/07/she-aint-comin-home.html' title='SHE AIN’T COMIN’ HOME AT NIGHT'/><author><name>Stan the Man</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16809934505977609753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sTvikjPpTiE/R-SgtNwl1PI/AAAAAAAAAAk/qaSy1CufMDc/S220/stantheman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-372586957637714731.post-3794614857292592011</id><published>2008-07-11T14:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T23:51:15.015-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THINGS WILL COME AROUND</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Lyrics by &lt;a href="http://www.shoutlife.com/prodigal"&gt;Stan C. Countz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you’re sad and blue and feelin’ down &lt;br /&gt;It seems the leaves will always be brown&lt;br /&gt;Just remember it won’t always be November&lt;br /&gt;Spring is just around the corner&lt;br /&gt;You will soon rebound&lt;br /&gt;Things will come around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon another road will come to view&lt;br /&gt;Your strength and youth will be renewed &lt;br /&gt;So don’t stay down too long&lt;br /&gt;Let His love and joy abound&lt;br /&gt;Things will come around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t stay down in the dumps&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes life can pack a punch&lt;br /&gt;Ya gotta take your lumps&lt;br /&gt;Don’t let it eat your lunch&lt;br /&gt;Things will come around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the enemy comes in &lt;br /&gt;like a flood &lt;br /&gt;You feel like you’ve been &lt;br /&gt;Drug through the mud&lt;br /&gt;Just hit your knees&lt;br /&gt;Confess your need &lt;br /&gt;And plead the blood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad days will be a thing of the past&lt;br /&gt;Bad days never seem to last&lt;br /&gt;The dye has been cast&lt;br /&gt;Time goes by so fast&lt;br /&gt;But He’s more than equal to the task&lt;br /&gt;If you’ll only ask&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life has it’s ups and downs&lt;br /&gt;But we don’t always count the cost&lt;br /&gt;Don’t stay down too long&lt;br /&gt;Even He didn’t stay on the cross&lt;br /&gt;Things will come around&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/372586957637714731-3794614857292592011?l=dontknowwhatiddo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontknowwhatiddo.blogspot.com/feeds/3794614857292592011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=372586957637714731&amp;postID=3794614857292592011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372586957637714731/posts/default/3794614857292592011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372586957637714731/posts/default/3794614857292592011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontknowwhatiddo.blogspot.com/2008/07/things-will-come-around.html' title='THINGS WILL COME AROUND'/><author><name>Stan the Man</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16809934505977609753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sTvikjPpTiE/R-SgtNwl1PI/AAAAAAAAAAk/qaSy1CufMDc/S220/stantheman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-372586957637714731.post-6595228883150457155</id><published>2008-07-09T10:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T23:50:28.097-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DON'T KNOW WHAT I'D DO</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;by &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/prodigalontherun"&gt;Stan C. Countz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;VERSE 1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You always know just what to do&lt;br /&gt;Even if I don’t have a clue&lt;br /&gt;You are the glue that holds &lt;br /&gt;This whole crew together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;PRE-CHORUS&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are always faithful and true&lt;br /&gt;You cheer me up when I’m feelin’ blue&lt;br /&gt;There is no one quite like you&lt;br /&gt;And I don’t know what I’d do without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;CHORUS&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without you… I don’t know what I’d do&lt;br /&gt;Without you… I wouldn’t have a clue&lt;br /&gt;Without you I’d be lost, alone and blue&lt;br /&gt;Don’t know what I’d do without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;VERSE 2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the things you say and do&lt;br /&gt;The way you keep it fresh and new&lt;br /&gt;The way you do the things you do&lt;br /&gt;And I will love you forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;CHORUS&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without you… I don’t know what I’d do&lt;br /&gt;Without you… I wouldn’t have a clue&lt;br /&gt;Without you I’d be lost, alone and blue&lt;br /&gt;Don’t know what I’d do without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;OUTRO&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m gonna stick to you like glue&lt;br /&gt;No matter what we choose to do&lt;br /&gt;I know you’ll see me through&lt;br /&gt;Don’t know what I’d do without you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/372586957637714731-6595228883150457155?l=dontknowwhatiddo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontknowwhatiddo.blogspot.com/feeds/6595228883150457155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=372586957637714731&amp;postID=6595228883150457155' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372586957637714731/posts/default/6595228883150457155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372586957637714731/posts/default/6595228883150457155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontknowwhatiddo.blogspot.com/2008/07/dont-know-what-id-do-without-you.html' title='DON&apos;T KNOW WHAT I&apos;D DO'/><author><name>Stan the Man</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16809934505977609753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sTvikjPpTiE/R-SgtNwl1PI/AAAAAAAAAAk/qaSy1CufMDc/S220/stantheman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
