Rock the Crowd
By Lee LeCaptain
The time is now, stand up strong, don’t let them tell you how, because their wrong.
We had enough, run for your life, things are gonna get tough, its time to make things right.
Stand up for what you believe, not for what they say, don’t run away, make them leave.
We are Americans strong and proud, take no shit, not one bit. Rock and Rollers, sing it out loud, rock the crowd, let’s rock the crowd.
When the music plays, the flags will raise, people will listen, the world won’t know what there missing.
You are music, you are soul. You are quintessential rock and roll.
Play the music hard, play the music loud, take m’ off guard, and rock the crowd.
We are Americans strong and proud, take no shit, not one bit. Rock and Rollers, sing it out loud, rock the crowd, let’s rock the crowd.
Feel the rush, breath the freedom, don’t get beneath and crush the people, we still need them.
We are family, treat us fairly, we are friends not alone, make no amends charity begins at home.
The passion still exist, come on people don’t resist, feel the acceleration and raise your fists.
We are Americans strong and proud, take no shit, not one bit. Rock and Rollers, sing it out loud, rock the crowd, let’s rock the crowd.
We are Americans strong and proud, take no shit, not one bit. Rock and Rollers, sing it out loud, rock the crowd, let’s rock the crowd.
Sunday, August 22, 2010
Friday, August 20, 2010
Memories
Memories.
Don’t ever forget how it use to be, running wild with no regrets, and living free. Taking each day as it comes along, and having that feeling that nothing could go wrong. It all seems just like yesterday, even though it’s been a ce...ntury. I want to keep these memories, oh so tenderly.
Riding bikes with your friends, going for a swim at the lake, hoping these times will never end, because it was all so great.
Going to the fair, being part of the crowd, not having a single care, and laughing out loud.
The first time you held a young girls hand, and how you could feel the beat of her heart, at that very moment you knew you were a man, and life was about to start.
Don’t ever forget how it use to be, running wild with no regrets, and living free. Taking each day as it comes along, and having that feeling that nothing could go wrong. It all seems just like yesterday, even though it’s been a century. I want to keep these memories, oh so tenderly.
Sitting in the grass, watching the fire works on the fourth of July, hoping they would always last, and not having to say goodbye.
Walking in the park, going to a high school game, no longer being afraid of the dark, and everybody knows your name.
The first time you went to a dance, or drove your car, a little back seat romance, and how you dreamed as you looked at the stars.
Don’t ever forget how it use to be, running wild with no regrets, and living free. Taking each day as it comes along, and having that feeling that nothing could go wrong. It all seems just like yesterday, even though it’s been a century. I want to keep these memories, oh so tenderly.
Playing catch with my dad, and rolling a log with my best friend. A game of fetch with my dog, over and over again.
The crisp fall mornings, when the leaves crunch beneath your feet. You look up in the sky and the Eagles are soaring, what a wonderful treat.
Just being a kid and running free, that’s all that seemed to matter to me, no worries, no stress, life back then wasn’t a mess. Enjoying life as it was meant to be. Just being a kid and running free.
Don’t ever forget how it use to be, running wild with no regrets, and living free. Taking each day as it comes along, and having that feeling that nothing could go wrong. It all seems just like yesterday, even though it’s been a century. I want to keep these memories, oh so tenderly.
Don’t ever forget how it use to be, running wild with no regrets, and living free. Taking each day as it comes along, and having that feeling that nothing could go wrong. It all seems just like yesterday, even though it’s been a ce...ntury. I want to keep these memories, oh so tenderly.
Riding bikes with your friends, going for a swim at the lake, hoping these times will never end, because it was all so great.
Going to the fair, being part of the crowd, not having a single care, and laughing out loud.
The first time you held a young girls hand, and how you could feel the beat of her heart, at that very moment you knew you were a man, and life was about to start.
Don’t ever forget how it use to be, running wild with no regrets, and living free. Taking each day as it comes along, and having that feeling that nothing could go wrong. It all seems just like yesterday, even though it’s been a century. I want to keep these memories, oh so tenderly.
Sitting in the grass, watching the fire works on the fourth of July, hoping they would always last, and not having to say goodbye.
Walking in the park, going to a high school game, no longer being afraid of the dark, and everybody knows your name.
The first time you went to a dance, or drove your car, a little back seat romance, and how you dreamed as you looked at the stars.
Don’t ever forget how it use to be, running wild with no regrets, and living free. Taking each day as it comes along, and having that feeling that nothing could go wrong. It all seems just like yesterday, even though it’s been a century. I want to keep these memories, oh so tenderly.
Playing catch with my dad, and rolling a log with my best friend. A game of fetch with my dog, over and over again.
The crisp fall mornings, when the leaves crunch beneath your feet. You look up in the sky and the Eagles are soaring, what a wonderful treat.
Just being a kid and running free, that’s all that seemed to matter to me, no worries, no stress, life back then wasn’t a mess. Enjoying life as it was meant to be. Just being a kid and running free.
Don’t ever forget how it use to be, running wild with no regrets, and living free. Taking each day as it comes along, and having that feeling that nothing could go wrong. It all seems just like yesterday, even though it’s been a century. I want to keep these memories, oh so tenderly.
Wednesday, August 18, 2010
Good Friends
Good friends are like chocolate! You can never get enough of them! www.lumberjackent.com
To Think, Or Not To Think
To think negatively is to give up! To think positively it to succeed! To not think at all is a complete waist of time!
Judge a Person For Yourself
Judge a person for yourself.
Not from what some one else may say.
That some one else may have an agenda.
To benefit themselves.
And make you surrender.
By keeping you away.
Not from what some one else may say.
That some one else may have an agenda.
To benefit themselves.
And make you surrender.
By keeping you away.
Thursday, August 12, 2010
Small Miracles do Happen!
Small Miracles do Happen!
67 years ago my Mother Jeannette LeCaptain, ( Anderson) graduated from Fitchburg High in MA. Mom graduated 10 weeks early to go and skate for Ice Capades at the tender age of 17. She never had a graduation ceremony, and lost track of all h...er classmates because of WW2 and her work with Ice Capades. So for last 67 years this has bothered her terribly! Today sitting in the front row of the Paul Bunyan Lumberjack Show that is performing in Bolton MA., sat an elderly lady. I had this weird feeling come over me, to go over and talk to her. I said hello, and then proceeded to ask her how old she was. She said 84. Well I knew that is my Mother’s age. I then asked if she knew any Andersons from Fitchburg. Her reply was Swedish, or Dutch. I said French. She then had a strange look come over her face and said, Oh my! Your Jeannette Andersons boy! Her eyes began to fill up with water. She yelled out, you look just like her. I come to find out Ida, that was her name, and my Mother were the best of friends and lost touch of with each other over 67 years ago. The story even gets better! Ida keeps track of all the class mates from there graduation class, and she has all the information on just about everyone. I then I find out, my mother was the lost classmate that nobody knew were she was! Before Ida could leave, I called my mom on the cell phone and let the two school girls talk. They talked as if time stood still, and you could see Ida fiscally get younger as they reminisced about the about the days gone by. My Mother and Ida exchange addresses, and phone numbers. The two old friends vowed not to loose touch with each other any more! I know it sound crazy, but these lumberjack shows that I do are truly a blessing. I just gave my mother the best gift she had in years! Yea!See More
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67 years ago my Mother Jeannette LeCaptain, ( Anderson) graduated from Fitchburg High in MA. Mom graduated 10 weeks early to go and skate for Ice Capades at the tender age of 17. She never had a graduation ceremony, and lost track of all h...er classmates because of WW2 and her work with Ice Capades. So for last 67 years this has bothered her terribly! Today sitting in the front row of the Paul Bunyan Lumberjack Show that is performing in Bolton MA., sat an elderly lady. I had this weird feeling come over me, to go over and talk to her. I said hello, and then proceeded to ask her how old she was. She said 84. Well I knew that is my Mother’s age. I then asked if she knew any Andersons from Fitchburg. Her reply was Swedish, or Dutch. I said French. She then had a strange look come over her face and said, Oh my! Your Jeannette Andersons boy! Her eyes began to fill up with water. She yelled out, you look just like her. I come to find out Ida, that was her name, and my Mother were the best of friends and lost touch of with each other over 67 years ago. The story even gets better! Ida keeps track of all the class mates from there graduation class, and she has all the information on just about everyone. I then I find out, my mother was the lost classmate that nobody knew were she was! Before Ida could leave, I called my mom on the cell phone and let the two school girls talk. They talked as if time stood still, and you could see Ida fiscally get younger as they reminisced about the about the days gone by. My Mother and Ida exchange addresses, and phone numbers. The two old friends vowed not to loose touch with each other any more! I know it sound crazy, but these lumberjack shows that I do are truly a blessing. I just gave my mother the best gift she had in years! Yea!See More
11 minutes ago · LikeUnlike · 4 peopleSam-Sue Martin-Kidd, Stacy Kahl and 2 others like this. ·
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