He said "I'll love you till I die",
She told him "You'll forget in time"
As the years went slowly by,
She still preyed upon his mind
He kept her picture on his wall,
Went half-crazy now and then
He still loved her through it all,
Hoping she'd come back again
Kept some letters by his bed
Dated nineteen sixty-two
He had underlined in red
Every single "I love you"
I went to see him just today,
Oh but I didn't see no tears
All dressed up to go away,
First time I'd seen him smile in years
He stopped loving her today
They placed a wreath upon his door
And soon they'll carry him away
He stopped loving her today
You know, she came to see him one last time.
Oh, and' we all wondered if she would.
And it kept running' through my mind-
"This time he's over her for good."
George Jones
She told him "You'll forget in time"
As the years went slowly by,
She still preyed upon his mind
He kept her picture on his wall,
Went half-crazy now and then
He still loved her through it all,
Hoping she'd come back again
Kept some letters by his bed
Dated nineteen sixty-two
He had underlined in red
Every single "I love you"
I went to see him just today,
Oh but I didn't see no tears
All dressed up to go away,
First time I'd seen him smile in years
He stopped loving her today
They placed a wreath upon his door
And soon they'll carry him away
He stopped loving her today
You know, she came to see him one last time.
Oh, and' we all wondered if she would.
And it kept running' through my mind-
"This time he's over her for good."
George Jones
33 comments:
In my attic is an old military ammo box my uncle gave from his time in Vietnam. For twenty-four years they have been home to "my letters."
just beautiful!
as I started reading the poem a vague tune started in my head and as I got to the bottom I realized why, I know that song LOL
Hope you are having a great morning (well ok its almost afternoon)
mergrl, it's my favorite George Jones song. Beautiful day here. Remember, put the work down and go have some fun. And keep those hands warm. :-)
:0) Its gonna be a beautiful day here too, gotta get some work done, but going to my bros annual halloween bash tonite for some decompression :0)
did I read you have your son this weekend? Hope you guys have fun
oh and hands are definitely always kept warm, just in case ;0)
Yep, Christopher is with me this weekend. He wants me off the computer so he can play his online game "City of Heroes."
A woman with warm hands is a woman who can bring a smile. I'm smiling :-)
Have fun tonight.
Coincidence: Was just writing about unrequited love (not on blogger).
Very sad song! Can't cope with things like that. Reminds me a little of the Diana Ross song 'I'm still waiting'.
lol, what you waiting for then, move over and let the boy have some fun.
Very nice and sad. And the fractal is neat as well. Have you tried the map file I sent ya yet?
Christa, I did. Thank you very much for that. I didn't know how to use the map feature before--silly me.
A, he's on the "big computer" now, and I'm on the little laptop. I showed him how to make fractals last night and he had a blast. He even wanted to save some of his creations.
Light and darkness, sadness and joy. To touch one is to know the other. Sometimes I like to visit sadness because I like to "feel." I always say I would rather feel pain than feel nothing. Read the Armstrong quote on my sidebar if you haven't already. I share this outlook on suffering.
Hey Tree, just an update. The fractal and the song lyrics are beautiful btw.
We can't reformat the PC because we bought the PC from a used place in Ontario last year and we didn't get the software for Windows or McAfee, so at least until we have some cash saved we're stuck on that count.
However I got so fed up yesterday with the warning window popping up that I went offline till Jeff came home. I explained the problem to him, so he came online with a view to doing something if the warning window popped up again. It never did. I turned the PC on this morning and yes the window popped up, but only the once, so god only knows whats going on with this thing LOL. I'm past caring.
Re-read it and I see it. I've said the same thing before though in different ways. Recall writing something a while back along the lines of
going through hell makes you appreciate every single good thing in life.
This song is a different kind of sad though. Its not a big thunderous storm that eventually blows over leaving everything pretty and calm again, its more like the never-ending lap of small waves, one after the other, forever. That's 'real' sad.
Dawn, my only guess is you've got a little spyware program lurking somewhere on your hard drive that is generating the trojan. Although you can delete the trojan when you see it, the next time the program runs it regenerates it. If you can find that "program" and uninstall it I think you will see the trojan go away.
Do you remember downloading or installing anything right before you started seeing this trojan?
Next time you run AVG and it finds the trojan, take a look at the complete path. Sometimes this can give you a clue where this thing is coming from.
This may be, and I emphasize may, a benign trojan, which is to say it's annoying but not system crashing dangerous. At least that's what I hope in this case until you guys can root it out.
As always thanks for the kind words. Have a great weekend. :-)
Well A, country music tends to be sad with no real purpose it mind than to just be sad. That's the beauty of it. It is what it is, no deeper meaning or hidden insight. Just pure sadness for the sake of sadness. Give me a beer and let me cry my eyes out cause this ain't gonna get fixed kinda thing. Yet, the crying your eyes out is in a way the beginning of moving back into the present and leaving the past in the past. Oops, I'm starting to try and derive meaning so I best stop here before I contradict myself anymore--LMAO.
I like it, because there is not the happy ending, there is not the "man-made" deus ex machina at the end. There is no moral or lesson to be learned, although one could certainly see lessons in the song. Sometimes you just wanna be sad and a song like this is your good friend at those times. :-)
I would compare "He stopped loving her today" with a newer song called "whiskey lullaby" another depressing as hell song,that is just sad for the sake of being sad.
Gotta love country music, you want a range of emotions you will definitely find it there
Ok, enough with the sadness ;-) I'd rather leave it than take it, if I had the choice.
So, did I ever tell you that along with doing a near-perfect imitation of anything to come out of the mouth of Tom Hank's Forrest Gump "Ma mamma always said life was like a box of chocolates - you never know what you're gonna get", the country singing voice is my 2nd most popular party gimic?
You just haven't really lived until you've seen me with my elbows poking out front from the inside my shirt doing a rendition of "Jolene".
Oh, I love "whiskey lullaby"
Beautiful song, sad, but still damn beautiful. Good choice mergrl.
A, you're not going to believe this, but when I was posting this fractal, just after listening to "He Stopped Loving Her Today," the next random song that came on my playlist was "Jolene" as sung by Dolly. You know the White Stripes just did a cover of Jolene--but it just ain't the same.
Have you been peeking over my shoulder? ;-)
Autumn you gotta have pics of that somewhere cuz the visual I have in my head is a riot :0)
dang and now I have that song in my head LOL
Sorry, no pictures :-D
Trée, you know I wouldn't sneak up on you - you'd definitely hear me coming.
I love 'Jolene' - excellent song, but only Dolly and I can do it justice :-)
File this under IMHO:
The sexiest singing voice in the world is the American female country music voice. Take your pick, too many to list. Patty Loveless always comes to mind--now that is what a woman should sound like--at least some of the time. ;-)
Now, the sexiest female speaking voice is any young lass from Scotland. Sweet Jesus, I would marry a Scotish girl just to hear her talk. LMAO
An educated english accent would be second on my list.
Now, if I've been a bad boy, well, then a nice fraulein might be just the thing. :-)
lol.
Have to say, I agree with you on the Scot accent, like the Irish too.
As for voices, a raspy one will always send a little shiver down my spine.
A, I'm working on some fractal eye candy to move this "sad" posting down the list. Give me another 15 minutes or so. This one is just pretty. :-)
Black represent death and mourning. Mourning for a relationship over and a love lost over red roses of love. At least thats what I see. All these fractals you make are beautiful.
I like pretty :-)
It was pure coinsidence that I found it myself, since I never read manuals ;) A bit too much clicking and all of a sudden I could choose the colour map :p
Well, I'm glad you found it. I do the same thing. Click, click, click and only as a last resort do I consult the manual.
Thanks Jack. I appreciate your kind words.
Being in the throes of new love - only one year plus 33 yrs old ... I can't say I like those lyrics. Sorry. I don't like them - even though I know them. Too painful
Just can't.
Terry, love is a wonderful thing. I understand completely. My first true love did not love me. I think of her from time to time, but it just wasn't meant to be.
I moved on. Took a long time and too much pain but somehow time helped heal. The guy George is singing about was not able to move on. I have compassion for him being stuck. Sad, but I imagine many find themselves in that space.
Good to see you visit again. Oh, and never take anything on my blog too seriously. My real life is serious enough. The whole purpose of my blog is to escape that seriousness and have some pure unadulterated fun.
I always smile when I read your blog - your "cast of thousands" of commentors provide endless entertainment for browers like myself. (I refuse to be revealed as a groupie)
Sure are a lot of Georges around here... A's car, you, George Jones, My George... small world.
Jolene is now stuck in my head. Oh, and I agree with you about Patty Loveless being awesome. She is the epitome of great female country vocalists.
browsers
Terry, I would imagine that anyone who takes the time to actually read the comments would see what I call playful interaction of a flirtatious nature moreso than the traditional comments that populate most blogs. I like the interaction, the flow, the give and take, the flirting, the wit, the play-yard feel. Makes me wonder how many lurkers read all this stuff without ever jumping in. Mmm . . .
Glad we provide a few smiles. Now give me a woman who sounds like Patty Loveless when she sings and like a Scotish lass when she talks and I'll take her sight unseen -- LMAO.
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