I was perusing another adult, but non-sexual forum a few minutes ago, & found a thread I wanted to post to. When I found that a permanent membership to that forum would cost me $$$ (after a month free), I said fuckit, I'll just start my own here...all of which is just my long-winded roundabout way of saying I stole this from another forum (shhh, don't tell the net police).

The question is, what songs strike you as so sad as to make you weep or choke up by the final chorus? May I add, embarrassingly sad, no matter if the song be hokey or sappy to everybody else, but you're sitting there thinking, don't make me cry here in front of God & everybody...

My weepy sad song is Long Long Time by (a very young) Linda Ronstadt, her first solo release, I believe...man, before she gets thru the first verse I'm swallowing hard, & about midway thru I look like allergy eyes. Yeh, I know, pretty sappy, wanna step outside & talk it over on the pavement?

So what's your embarrassingly sad song?

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Are we limited to one song? I can think of a ton of songs that make me cry so I might need to reply more than once They're not all 'officially' sad songs, but some songs just move me to tears. I'm quite often a blubbering wreck, it doesn't take much to make me cry!

Three I can think of off the top of my head are:

Theme tune to The Littlest Hobo

Miss You Nights - Cliff Richard

Against All Odds - Phil Collins

This one is a beautiful song, sends shivers down my spine and I have been known to shed a tear or two over it in the past

I've heard a few covers of this song recently and fell in love with the lyrics.

Bob Marley~Redemption Song

Old pirates, yes, they rob i;
Sold I to the merchant ships,
Minutes after they took i
From the bottomless pit.
But my hand was made strong
By the and of the almighty.
We forward in this generation
Triumphantly.
Wont you help to sing
These songs of freedom? -
cause all I ever have:
Redemption songs;
Redemption songs.

Emancipate yourselves from mental slavery;
None but ourselves can free our minds.
Have no fear for atomic energy,
cause none of them can stop the time.
How long shall they kill our prophets,
While we stand aside and look? ooh!
Some say its just a part of it:
Weve got to fulfil de book.

Wont you help to sing
These songs of freedom? -
cause all I ever have:
Redemption songs;
Redemption songs;
Redemption songs.
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/guitar break/
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Emancipate yourselves from mental slavery;
None but ourselves can free our mind.
Wo! have no fear for atomic energy,
cause none of them-a can-a stop-a the time.
How long shall they kill our prophets,
While we stand aside and look?
Yes, some say its just a part of it:
Weve got to fulfil de book.
Wont you help to sing
Dese songs of freedom? -
cause all I ever had:
Redemption songs -
All I ever had:
Redemption songs:
These songs of freedom,
Songs of freedom.

No limits on number of songs, no limits on how many posts it takes to get all your tearjerkers on. I wouldn't mind a bit if this goes on for a long long time

While reading the "other" forum, I couldn't think of any songs that choke me up...then someone linked to another Ronstadt song, & suddenly I remembered my song! So whatever it takes, however long it takes, don't matter to me...

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Plug me into somethin'

If the theory does not conform to the facts, then the facts must be discarded.

No good deed ever goes unpunished

Never argue with an idiot. He'll drag you down to his level, & beat you with experience.

Well I think I'll be a regular here, thanks for posting it, great idea for a thread, nicked from elsewhere or not

This song has a personal connotation for me because it reminds me sooooooooooooo much of someone I lost. I used to just blubber bawl when it first came out.
Dashboard Confessional -Vindicated

Hope dangles on a string
Like slow spinning redemption
Winding in and winding out
The shine of which has caught my eye

And roped me in
So mesmerizing, so hypnotizing
I am captivated

I am Vindicated
I am selfish
I am wrong
I am right
I swear I'm right
I swear I knew it all along

And I am flawed
But I am cleaning up so well
I am seeing in me now the things you swore you saw yourself

So clear
Like the diamond in your ring
Cut to mirror your intentions
Oversized and overwhelmed
The shine of which has caught my eye
And rendered me so isolated, so motivated
I am certain now that

So turn
Up the corners of your lips
Part them and feel my finger tips
Trace the moment, fall forever
Defense is paper thin
Just one touch and I'd be in
Too deep now to ever swim against the current
So let me slip away
So let me slip against the current
and let me slip away

Slight hope
It dangles on a string
Like slow spinning redemption...

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This song was a song he had introduced me to. Later when Melissa Etheridge covered it and did that cool football video I'd bawl if I tried to sing along.

I
Played the fool today
And I
Can see us vanishing into the crowd
Longing for home again
But home
Is a feeling I buried in you
I'm alright
I'm alright
It only hurts when I breathe
And I can't ask for things to be still again
No I can't ask for you
To offer the world through your eyes
Longing for home again
But home
Is a feeling I buried in you
I'm alright
I'm alright
It only hurts when I breathe
I'm alright
I'm alright
It only hurts when I breathe
My window through which
Nothing hides
And everything sings
I'm counting the signs
And cursing the miles in between
But home
Is a feeling I buried in you
That I buried in you
I'm alright
I'm alright
It only hurts when I breathe
I'm alright
I'm alright
It only hurts when I breathe
When I breathe
It only hurts when I breathe
When I breathe
It only hurts when I breathe


Greenwheel- Breathe

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The practice of putting women on pedestals began to die out when it was discovered that they could give orders better from there.~ Betty Grable

If I wanted your opinion, I'd remove the duct tape and ask you for it.~ Me
<~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~>
One man's dream is another man's nightmare~~~~> §¤ Lilith ¤§
~>My Scribbles<~
==>Gone Shopping<== ~Just a Quickie~ *~A Celebration Vacation~* ~Surprises~ Sleeping With the Window Open
What Did You Do Today? Self Defense Class ~Short Sweet Snippets~ § Summer Spin § Story Challenge Submission Pajamas

The link is intentionally nonfunctional.
<http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mJOR0UU9Kmk>

This Seals and Croft song destroys me in about 1/1000 sec. From that point on I can't shut down the flow from my eyes.

If you wish to give it a listen just copy/paste to the location bar without "< >".
CAUTION CAUTION CAUTION
DO NOT Listen if you've not found healing in the issue of abortion
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(lyrics by Lana Bogan; music by James Seals, 1974)
From the album UNBORN CHILD (1974).

Oh little baby, you'll never cry, nor will you hear a sweet lullabye.

Oh unborn child, if you only knew just what your momma was plannin' to do.
You're still a-clingin' to the tree of life, but soon you'll be cut off before you get ripe.
Oh unborn child, beginning to grow inside your momma, but you'll never know.
Oh tiny bud, that grows in the womb, only to be crushed before you can bloom.

Mama stop! Turn around, go back, think it over.
Now stop, turn around, go back, think it over.
Stop, turn around, go back think it over.

Oh no momma, just let it be. You'll never regret it, just wait and see.
Think of all the great ones who gave everything
That we might have life here, so please bear the pain.

Mama stop! Turn around, go back, think it over.
Now stop, turn around, go back, think it over.
Stop, turn around, go back think it over.

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I like; a) taint brushing: b) a good cigar: c) our juices together; d) champagne: e) protein squirts; f)more of these; g)much more of these; h) Damn, slide that thing into me. Deep!
Adage: 2 things are certain in life; Death & Taxes. Therefore; God & Beelzebub had a meeting to fix the problem. A mighty storm prevailed for ages until finally they ended the storm with the agreement: From now on Anyone whom chooses doesn't have to die. "Everyone wins said Beelzebub. You get an eternally grateful bunch of worshippers praying forever for lower taxes as I goad & prod them forever with higher & higher taxation."

I listened anyway (sorry) Didn't have the same effect on me that it has on you, it raised my hackles somewhat.

Below isn't a song, but a poem (is this allowed?), since we're (loosely) on the subject of babies. I cannot read this without melting, and it is a sensitive subject for me at the present time.

Wean Me Gently by Cathy Cardall

I know I look so big to you,
Maybe I seem too big for the needs I have.
But no matter how big we get,
We still have needs that are important to us.
I know that our relationship is growing and changing,
But I still need you. I need your warmth and closeness,
Especially at the end of the day
When we snuggle up in bed.
Please don't get too busy for us to nurse.
I know you think I can be patient,
Or find something to take the place of a nursing;
A book, a glass of something,
But nothing can take your place when I need you.
Sometimes just cuddling with you,
Having you near me is enough.
I guess I am growing and becoming independent,
But please be there.
This bond we have is so strong and so important to me,
Please don't break it abruptly.
Wean me gently,
Because I am your mother,
And my heart is tender.

Dance me to your beauty with a burning violin,Dance me through the panic til I'm gathered safely in,Lift me like an olive brance,be my homeward dove, Dance me to the end of love.....Thank you Leonard Cohn for this beautiful song,and thank you Madeleine Peyroux for such a gorgeous cover.....

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This poor guy got drafted and was sent someplace that he could not talk about. His girlfriend wanted to cut off their love affair. Now, he is bereft of his love and Hurt. His breaking heart cannot let him concentrate on the work he has to do. He finds he is Mr. Lonely.

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I like; a) taint brushing: b) a good cigar: c) our juices together; d) champagne: e) protein squirts; f)more of these; g)much more of these; h) Damn, slide that thing into me. Deep!
Adage: 2 things are certain in life; Death & Taxes. Therefore; God & Beelzebub had a meeting to fix the problem. A mighty storm prevailed for ages until finally they ended the storm with the agreement: From now on Anyone whom chooses doesn't have to die. "Everyone wins said Beelzebub. You get an eternally grateful bunch of worshippers praying forever for lower taxes as I goad & prod them forever with higher & higher taxation."

You're going way back with those Citrus. I haven't heard those since I was a littler fella.

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"BOY: On a hot summer night, would you offer your throat to the wolf with the red roses? GIRL: Will he offer me his mouth? BOY: Yes. GIRL: Will he offer me his teeth? BOY: Yes. GIRL: Will he offer me his jaws? BOY: Yes. GIRL: Will he offer me his hunger? BOY: Yes. GIRL: Again, will he offer me his hunger? BOY: Yes! GIRL: Yes. BOY: On a hot summer night, would you offer your throat to the wolf with the red roses? GIRL: Yes. BOY: I bet you say that to all the boys!" -Meatloaf

Cool! In that case LS you, & others (all) might find some real heartbreak & tragic emotional upheaval with this one. She cried, when I told her...

Here's the follow through..Jay & The Americans/The Shangri-Las; Del Shannon; The Lettermen, I like this one from The Lettermen for its refinement in presentation. Exquisitely harmonic.

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I like; a) taint brushing: b) a good cigar: c) our juices together; d) champagne: e) protein squirts; f)more of these; g)much more of these; h) Damn, slide that thing into me. Deep!
Adage: 2 things are certain in life; Death & Taxes. Therefore; God & Beelzebub had a meeting to fix the problem. A mighty storm prevailed for ages until finally they ended the storm with the agreement: From now on Anyone whom chooses doesn't have to die. "Everyone wins said Beelzebub. You get an eternally grateful bunch of worshippers praying forever for lower taxes as I goad & prod them forever with higher & higher taxation."

This is so sad, caught out on the edge of hopelessness.

Take the ribbon from your hair, shake it loose and let it fall,
Layin’ soft upon my skin. like the shadows on the wall.

Come and lay down by my side till the early morning light
All I’m takin’ is your time. help me make it through the night.
I don’t care what’s right or wrong, I don’t try to understand.
Let the devil take tomorrow. lord, tonight I need a friend.

Yesterday is dead and gone and tomorrow’s out of sight.
And it’s sad to be alone. help me make it through the night.

I don’t care what’s right or wrong, (yes, I do !)
I don’t try to understand.
Let the devil take tomorrow. lord, tonight I need a friend.

Yesterday is dead and gone and tomorrow’s out of sight.
Lord, it’s bad to be alone. help me make it through the night.

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Calm, quiet, smooth, devastating

I know that song. It's Ray Stevens. Quite lively for a sad song.

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"BOY: On a hot summer night, would you offer your throat to the wolf with the red roses? GIRL: Will he offer me his mouth? BOY: Yes. GIRL: Will he offer me his teeth? BOY: Yes. GIRL: Will he offer me his jaws? BOY: Yes. GIRL: Will he offer me his hunger? BOY: Yes. GIRL: Again, will he offer me his hunger? BOY: Yes! GIRL: Yes. BOY: On a hot summer night, would you offer your throat to the wolf with the red roses? GIRL: Yes. BOY: I bet you say that to all the boys!" -Meatloaf