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Angie"
Angie, Angie, when will those clouds all disappear? Angie, Angie, where will it lead us from here? With no loving in our souls and no money in our coats You can't say we're satisfied But Angie, Angie, you can't say we never tried Angie, you're beautiful, but ain't it time we said good-bye? Angie, I still love you, remember all those nights we cried? All the dreams we held so close seemed to all go up in smoke Let me whisper in your ear: Angie, Angie, where will it lead us from here? Oh, Angie, don't you weep, all your kisses still taste sweet I hate that sadness in your eyes But Angie, Angie, ain't it time we said good-bye? With no loving in our souls and no money in our coats You can't say we're satisfied But Angie, I still love you, baby Ev'rywhere I look I see your eyes There ain't a woman that comes close to you Come on Baby, dry your eyes But Angie, Angie, ain't it good to be alive? Angie, Angie, they can't say we never tried |
The Rolling Stones- Angie |
I met Angela when I was just five years old, I would walk up the road behind our house and she would meet me at the corner by the cemetery. We would go up the hill where the road ended and walk up the path that led to some cliffs where we would explore the caves. Farther up the path was a pond where we would catch frogs and turtles or skip rocks until it was time to go home.
I had a peddle go cart that I got for Christmas that I would ride up and down the sidewalk. No matter how hard I peddled I couldn't get it to go fast enough to really have fun with it. One day I pushed it up the road past the cemetery and all the way to the top so I could ride it down as fast as I could. I started off peddling but soon started picking up speed so I could no longer keep my feet on the peddles. It was fun but suddenly I realized the only way to brake was to stop the peddles. I was traveling so fast the peddles we just a blur beneath my feet faster and faster I kept picking up speed I was having the ride of my life but at the same time terrified. I wondered what was I going to do when I got to the intersection below. I tried dragging my feet but the just slid across the pavement, I could jump but I didn't want to get skinned up. I held on and hoped that there wouldn't be any cars coming, then it just slowed down and stopped at the corner where Angela was sitting on the curb waiting.
I needed Angela, Growing up in the Sixties parents didn't coddle their kids. We could wander off and explore any where we wanted to go and we always made it back home by the time the street lights came on. We didn't have helmets and pads to protect us. Bumps and bruises were normal and a scab on your knee or elbow was worn like a badge of courage.
We rode our bikes without fear, climbed Aspen trees so high that they could no longer stand up straight then lean back so that it would bend and place us gently on the ground, We'd climb pine trees and jump out and slide on the branches safely to the bottom. In the winter we would walk out on the ice of frozen lakes and ponds, We'd sled down the steepest hills we could find. We dug tunnels, built tree forts, had slingshots and BB guns yet no one got seriously injured.
Fishing, hiking and camping miles from civilization with just friends that just had each other to rely on was normal. We had no electronics, no GPS just a compass to get us back and if you got lost, as some did, we found them in a couple of days. We encountered bears frequently but no one ever got eaten.
I have jumped off cliffs and out of airplanes, been thrown off horses, wrecked several motorcycles and been in a few car accidents but I have never been injured. I have never broken a bone or had a stitch or gotten ill or been hospitalized because Angela is always there to pull me back if I go to far.
In the 70's I bought an eighteen wheeler and started trucking, It was tough in those days and we had to work long hours but Angela was always there if I pushed it a little too hard. She would stand on the edge of the highway and wave at me so I knew it was time to pull off and get some sleep. After over thirty years in the business she still lets me know when it is time to rest.
I had a peddle go cart that I got for Christmas that I would ride up and down the sidewalk. No matter how hard I peddled I couldn't get it to go fast enough to really have fun with it. One day I pushed it up the road past the cemetery and all the way to the top so I could ride it down as fast as I could. I started off peddling but soon started picking up speed so I could no longer keep my feet on the peddles. It was fun but suddenly I realized the only way to brake was to stop the peddles. I was traveling so fast the peddles we just a blur beneath my feet faster and faster I kept picking up speed I was having the ride of my life but at the same time terrified. I wondered what was I going to do when I got to the intersection below. I tried dragging my feet but the just slid across the pavement, I could jump but I didn't want to get skinned up. I held on and hoped that there wouldn't be any cars coming, then it just slowed down and stopped at the corner where Angela was sitting on the curb waiting.
I needed Angela, Growing up in the Sixties parents didn't coddle their kids. We could wander off and explore any where we wanted to go and we always made it back home by the time the street lights came on. We didn't have helmets and pads to protect us. Bumps and bruises were normal and a scab on your knee or elbow was worn like a badge of courage.
We rode our bikes without fear, climbed Aspen trees so high that they could no longer stand up straight then lean back so that it would bend and place us gently on the ground, We'd climb pine trees and jump out and slide on the branches safely to the bottom. In the winter we would walk out on the ice of frozen lakes and ponds, We'd sled down the steepest hills we could find. We dug tunnels, built tree forts, had slingshots and BB guns yet no one got seriously injured.
Fishing, hiking and camping miles from civilization with just friends that just had each other to rely on was normal. We had no electronics, no GPS just a compass to get us back and if you got lost, as some did, we found them in a couple of days. We encountered bears frequently but no one ever got eaten.
I have jumped off cliffs and out of airplanes, been thrown off horses, wrecked several motorcycles and been in a few car accidents but I have never been injured. I have never broken a bone or had a stitch or gotten ill or been hospitalized because Angela is always there to pull me back if I go to far.
In the 70's I bought an eighteen wheeler and started trucking, It was tough in those days and we had to work long hours but Angela was always there if I pushed it a little too hard. She would stand on the edge of the highway and wave at me so I knew it was time to pull off and get some sleep. After over thirty years in the business she still lets me know when it is time to rest.