1. |
Come On, Kharlie M
00:33
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Come on, Kharlie M
You can do this thing
You can play piano
or strum the chords and sing
Come on, Kharlie M
You can start this show
It's time to bring the music
to the people, don't you know
It's time to bring the music
to the people, don't you know
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2. |
Loving 101
03:28
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VERSE 1:
Every night you sit by the radio
Listening to the Mmming Report
to find out how King Kharlie spent the day
I know that don’t make sense
but neither does the place you went
with the dude I saw you with the other day
You must think that I’m chopped liver
For your heart is stone
and you have grown so cold it makes me shiver
CHORUS:
You need education in Loving 101
How to treat someone with due respect as a human
And I must remind you, you can’t undo all that you have done
without making some concessions ’bout how life is run
VERSE 2:
Well, I hope you have a good time
with that tall, dark, handsome man
If you want to stay with him, that’s fine and dandy
But I hope that you’ll bear with me
as I try to understand
Why you’d leave your loving man for some eye candy
You must think that I’m naïve
Every time you say you love me
it gets harder to believe
CHORUS:
You need education in Loving 101
How to treat someone with due respect as a human
And I must remind you, you can’t undo all that you have done
without making some concessions ’bout how life is run
BRIDGE:
Whoa whoa, whoa whoa
You don’t even call or text me
If it’s love you want, don’t be so nonchalant
This really wrecks me
FINAL CHORUS:
Maybe someday you’ll advance to Loving 102
It’s a course where hugs and kisses are an option
But I seriously wonder how long I should wait for you
with my first advice still waiting for adoption
Whoa whoa, whoa whoa
Whoa whoa whoa, whoa whoa
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3. |
Born to Make Music
03:50
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VERSE 1:
I’ve been a lover of music
For as long as I can recall
I used to listen intently to the radio
And sing along with the songs
Or pretend to be a DJ
I started writing some songs of my own
And that made me feel ten feet tall
But never in my wildest dreams did I ever believe
Many people would want to hear them anyway
Boy was I wrong
I don’t know why it took me so long
To realize I was blessed with a gift
For orchestrating a tune
That gives your spirits a lift
VERSE 2:
Years ago I went off to school
And prepared for work in a church
I studied music and learned to play piano
Then found a sweet little church
Where I played for a long time
There came a day that I had to move on
But just where? I started to search
Then when every door closed it dawned on me
That I was missing part of my calling the whole time
I had some pretty fine songs
And I don’t know why I waited so long
To put together the words and the notes
And let the rest of the world
Hear the songs that I wrote
CHORUS:
’Cause I was born to make music
That speaks to everybody in the whole wide world
It’s a dream that I’ve been waiting for so long
I’m tired of waiting for things to click
So let’s get on the stick
And make good things happen in song
BRIDGE:
Music is a language universal
So they say
So if you have a message you want to convey
It may be the very best way
Music sets the mood for things
Like dinner and romance
So why shouldn’t I
Give music a chance?
CHORUS:
I was born to make music
That speaks to everybody in the whole wide world
It’s a dream that I’ve been waiting for so long
I’m tired of waiting for things to click
So let’s get on the stick
And make good things happen in song
Make good things happen
Good things happen
Good things happen in song
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VERSE 1:
Green Bay in the summertime
Can be glorious and sublime;
There’s lots of people and things to do—
It’s a fun place for me and you.
You’re such a wonderful wife, you see—
I love you, and I know you love me;
We got together, and then came Joe,
And now it’s me and Joe and Mommy Oh.
CHORUS:
I’m as happy as a lark at Bay Beach park
And I’m singing hallelujah from daylight ’til dark—
Oh, I found a good wife—she’s as sharp as a knife,
And I know I’m gonna love her for the rest of my life.
VERSE 2:
Green Bay is an ethnic mix.
You’ll never know what kind of food they’ll fix!
There’s something different for every taste—
And we don’t let it go to waste.
Oh, there’s Belgian trippe and chicken booyah,
Polska kielbasa—what’s it to ya?
Homemade candy from a local store
That keeps you coming back for more.
(CHORUS)
BRIDGE:
If you go there in the Yuletide,
It may be bitterly cold outside,
So grab your parka and stocking cap,
And just settle down for a long winter’s nap.
Jack, be nimble! Don’t stumble in the dark!
Jack, jump over Candlestick Park!
But I’m not going to San Francisco,
’Cause me and Joe and Mommy Oh are makin’ tracks for…
VERSE 3:
Green Bay in the summertime,
Where life is glorious and sublime;
There’s lots of people and things to see—
Green Bay is the place to be.
Oh oh oh oh oh, oh oh ohhh—
Oh oh oh oh oh, oh oh ohhh—
La la la, la la la, la la la la,
Green Bay in the summertime.
Once again—Green Bay in the summertime.
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5. |
The Wolf Song
03:48
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VERSE 1:
Once there was a lone grey wolf
That wandered in the great north woods
Every month when the moon was full
He stared and howled more than anyone should
Oh, oh whoa, oh whoa
VERSE 2:
Now Wolf was cursed with a turbulent youth
His father died when he was fifteen
He longed for peace, but to tell you the truth
Trouble and fights were frequently seen
CHORUS:
This is the tale of a man I once knew
He was my brother, oh whoa
This is my story, oh whoa
It’s the tale of the lone grey wolf
VERSE 3:
The owl, it was an omen to him
The sight of one put fear within
The eagle has the freedom to fly
But the lone grey wolf was destined to die
Oh, oh whoa, oh whoa
VERSE 4:
From his youthful years ’til the day that he died
His heart was filled with Native pride
Brotherhood and loyalty had great worth
Respect your elders and honor the earth
(Sing CHORUS twice)
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6. |
Minnesota Highway
03:11
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VERSE 1:
Cruisin’ down the interstate
I’m not sure where I’m going
My GPS is broken
so there’s no way of knowing
These signs won’t tell me anything
’cuz they can’t speak at all
And this undecided weather
simply drives me up the wall
VERSE 2:
Rain falls through the rooftop
and seeps in through the floor
It’s hard to hear the stereo
as the wind howls through the door
I hope we make it safely
I’ve prayed the whole trip through
And I’ll continue praying
’til my fam’ly is in view
CHORUS:
Oh, Minnesota highway
I hope that you can get me where I’m going
Oh, take me there!
The weather doesn’t seem to know
if it should only rain or wind up snowing
I’ll be wet when I arrive, but I don’t care
VERSE 3:
My son and his sweet wife
I haven’t seen in half a year
I often think about them
Sometimes it brings a tear
It will be great to see them
and share a cup of joe
We’ll be cozy in our comfort
as we watch the falling snow
FINAL CHORUS:
Oh, Minnesota highway
I hope that you can get me where I’m going
Oh, take me there!
The weather doesn’t seem to know
if it should only rain or wind up snowing
I’ll be wet when I arrive, but I don’t care
I’ll be glad to be alive and safely there
I’ll be soaked when I arrive, but I don’t care
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7. |
Finally Got It Going On
05:00
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VERSE 1:
All my life I wanted to be musical
To stand up on a stage and sing a song
Writing my own songs is something magical
The good ones make you want to sing along
Experiences of my own provide a sense of place
And a reference point for the lyrics that I write
Sharing my own story gives me something to embrace
And fuels the fire that’s starting to ignite
CHORUS:
You may say, “Why can’t the legislature
ban songs of an autobiographical nature;
then we won’t have to listen to him no more!”
But you only need half a brain
to realize that I’m not insane
And I’m not the only one who knows the score
Because this old man has finally got it going on
VERSE 2:
Living in the dream means different things to different people
Here’s my take on that, if you don’t mind (if you don’t mind)
Hanging with my friends brings me joy and great contentment
Making music helps me to unwind
It doesn’t really matter if I make it big or not
As long as I am doing what I love
I never was quite keen on chasing everything that’s hot
What greatness I can claim is from above
Repeat CHORUS
BRIDGE:
All of you who hear my voice are living that same dream
(living that same dream)
Every one in his or her own way
(his or her own way)
Just try to keep it simple, wanting nothing too extreme
And revel in the blessings of each day
FINAL CHORUS:
You may say, “Why can’t the legislature
ban songs of an autobiographical nature;
then we won’t have to listen to him no more!”
But you only need half a brain
to realize that I’m not insane
And I’m not the only one who knows the score
Because all of you have really got it going on
That’s right: all of you have really got it going on
That’s why this old man has finally got it going on
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8. |
The Passing of Time
03:51
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VERSE 1:
Oh, the steps of time they are marching
And the sands of time are flowing down
With each passing year we get older
Soon the end of our lives will come around
Oh, the outlook’s bleak, I can assure you
So we might as well do something that will last
So let’s make sweet memories for our children
So they’ll remember us when we are past
CHORUS:
Oh, the passing of time makes me weary
Oh, the passing of time gets me down
When you see all the things that keep changing
It can turn a healthy smile to a frown
VERSE 2:
Oh, the wonders of medical science
We can live much healthier than before
Many people now are living longer
Some folks live to see a hundred years or more
But they still fleet by as but a moment
For life is just a vapor, don’t you see
And our length of days is infinitesimal
When you compare it with eternity
CHORUS:
Oh, the passing of time makes me weary
Oh, the passing of time gets me down
When you see all the things that keep changing
It can turn a healthy smile to a frown
BRIDGE:
Oh, the years are flying by so swiftly now
One no sooner begins than it’s gone
As the memories commence to fade away
Some may lose the will to carry on
CHORUS:
Oh, the passing of time makes me weary
Oh, the passing of time gets me down
When you see all the things that keep changing
It can turn a healthy smile to a frown
Da da da da da da…
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9. |
Wednesday's Song
04:08
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VERSE 1:
In a quaint old city
Neither plain nor pretty
I sing this little ditty
and it’s not too long
It’s been a good life
Just me and my lovely wife
Though it’s been full of strife, well
It inspired this song
VERSE 2:
Growing up with my mom
During the war in Vietnam
Oh, we all feared the bomb
But we lived just fine
I was bright with numbers
But I loved cucumbers
and home-grown tomatoes
Picked fresh from the vine
CHORUS:
On this particular Wednesday
I’m reflecting on life
How it was, how it’s getting to be
When everything changes
People have to adjust
But where does that leave you and me?
Whoa whoa whoa
VERSE 3:
Oh, our food is a mess now
Filled with HFCS now
And chemical additives
That can make you die
Should we go organic
Or go down like the Titanic
Then blame the mechanic
Or just wonder why?
VERSE 4:
Do you remember
Back on 12 September
We all felt helpless
’Cause the world was all wrong?
If we must, let’s fight them
Are there wrongs? Let’s right them
Long lost friends, invite them
Let’s not wait too long
(Repeat CHORUS)
VERSE 5:
In a blaze of glory
Thus I end my story
Please don’t ignore me
or declare me wrong
For in this existence
We will find resistance
We need persistence
This is Wednesday’s song (3x)
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Kharlie M Janesville, Wisconsin
Kharlie M, described as a “folk crooner,” lends his clear but mellow tenor voice to a variety of genres, including folk, country, light rock, and even children’s songs. Some of his original songs are bluegrass-inspired, while others have a splash of jazz or take on a classical spin. His repertoire includes love songs, songs about life, hymns and gospel songs, and a few silly songs. ... more
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