oz4real83:
The good musicians keep dying leaving us with more noise-makers and "kpangolo musicians". His studio was used during the composition and practise of the world all-stars song, "we are the world". RIP kenny.

Olanipekun1:


RIP legend

my favorite of his song

On a warm summer's eve
On a train bound for nowhere
I met up with the gambler
We were both too tired to sleep
So we took turns a-starin'
Out the window at the darkness
The boredom overtook us,
And he began to speak

He said, "Son, I've made a life
Out of readin' people's faces
Knowin' what the cards were
By the way they held their eyes
So if you don't mind me sayin'
I can see you're out of aces
For a taste of your whiskey
I'll give you some advice"

So I handed him my bottle
And he drank down my last swallow
Then he bummed a cigarette
And asked me for a light
And the night got deathly quiet
And his faced lost all expression
He said, "If you're gonna play the game, boy
You gotta learn to play it right

You've got to know when to hold 'em
Know when to fold 'em
Know when to walk away
And know when to run
You never count your money
When you're sittin' at the table
There'll be time enough for countin'
When the dealin's done

Every gambler knows
That the secret to survivin'
Is knowin' what to throw away
And knowin' what to keep
'Cause every hand's a winner
And every hand's a loser
And the best that you can hope for is to die
in your sleep

And when he finished speakin'
He turned back toward the window
Crushed out his cigarette
And faded off to sleep
And somewhere in the darkness
The gambler he broke even
But in his final words
I found an ace that I could keep

You've got to know when to hold 'em
Know when to fold 'em
Know when to walk away
And know when to run
You never count your money
When you're sittin' at the table
There'll be time enough for countin'
When the dealin's done

You've got to know when to hold 'em (when to hold 'em)
Know when to fold 'em (when to fold 'em)
Know when to walk away
And know when to run
You never count your money
When you're sittin' at the table
There'll be time enough for countin'
When the dealin's done

You've got to know when to hold 'em
Know when to fold 'em
Know when to walk away
And know when to run
You never count your money
When you're sittin' at the table
There'll be time enough for countin'
When the dealin's done

Coreyon:
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sapientia:
Goodnight Kenny.

You blessed my soul with music.

Safe Journey.

yanabasee:
RIP Roger


My uncle is a big fan,... I remember the days of Makosa, when I visited my uncle over the holidays....and I will insert the makosa disk to practice my dancing moves to show my crush back then in school, but uncle will just walk quietly and remove the disk to play his favorite Roger's collection.... Killing the whole excitement with a country music...

Olanipekun1:


RIP legend

my favorite of his song

On a warm summer's eve
On a train bound for nowhere
I met up with the gambler
We were both too tired to sleep
So we took turns a-starin'
Out the window at the darkness
The boredom overtook us,
And he began to speak

He said, "Son, I've made a life
Out of readin' people's faces
Knowin' what the cards were
By the way they held their eyes
So if you don't mind me sayin'
I can see you're out of aces
For a taste of your whiskey
I'll give you some advice"

So I handed him my bottle
And he drank down my last swallow
Then he bummed a cigarette
And asked me for a light
And the night got deathly quiet
And his faced lost all expression
He said, "If you're gonna play the game, boy
You gotta learn to play it right

You've got to know when to hold 'em
Know when to fold 'em
Know when to walk away
And know when to run
You never count your money
When you're sittin' at the table
There'll be time enough for countin'
When the dealin's done

Every gambler knows
That the secret to survivin'
Is knowin' what to throw away
And knowin' what to keep
'Cause every hand's a winner
And every hand's a loser
And the best that you can hope for is to die
in your sleep

And when he finished speakin'
He turned back toward the window
Crushed out his cigarette
And faded off to sleep
And somewhere in the darkness
The gambler he broke even
But in his final words
I found an ace that I could keep

You've got to know when to hold 'em
Know when to fold 'em
Know when to walk away
And know when to run
You never count your money
When you're sittin' at the table
There'll be time enough for countin'
When the dealin's done

You've got to know when to hold 'em (when to hold 'em)
Know when to fold 'em (when to fold 'em)
Know when to walk away
And know when to run
You never count your money
When you're sittin' at the table
There'll be time enough for countin'
When the dealin's done

You've got to know when to hold 'em
Know when to fold 'em
Know when to walk away
And know when to run
You never count your money
When you're sittin' at the table
There'll be time enough for countin'
When the dealin's done

sapientia:
Goodnight Kenny.

You blessed my soul with music.

Safe Journey.

CsRockefeller:


Islands in the stream
That is what we are
No one in between
How can be wrong
Sail away with me
To another world..

Dannyozs:




Didn't know this much Nigerians cared for country music tho. Aint gon lie it's not been long I started listening to country/western music, soul, black old school music including rap, reggae etc. I just knew something was missing each time I cringe to the jargons that play on tv both locally and internationally.

I was in a place I needed serious soul searching and good music was the remedy. How overwhelmingly good was old school music? The lyrics, the message, addressing societal issues and personal struggles.

Kenny Rogers was one of my favourite song along musician, the gambler, Lucille, coward of the county, islands in the stream with Dolly Parton. I am a huge, huge fan of country music. Some of my other favourite;
You never even called me by my name
Take me home, country road
Choices
Coat of many colors
Your cheating heart
Walkin after midnight
King of the hill
I'm a man of constant sorrows
Jolene(as a kid, my mum always plays this. I remember cus this one just sticks to your mind forever)
The devil went down to Georgia(mad song, lol).

I advice my fellow youths to indulge more into meaningful songs, of course old school music. You'd be surprised how much you can learn from music.

Rest in peace Legend, thank you for contributing postively in my life.

Slimranky:


Play that jam for babe in an Air conditioned room just the two of you

I swear to God she must dey in the mood

Evercurious:



SWEET SWEET LOVE LOVE SONG.. I love this song

Dannyozs:




Didn't know this much Nigerians cared for country music tho. Aint gon lie it's not been long I started listening to country/western music, soul, black old school music including rap, reggae etc. I just knew something was missing each time I cringe to the jargons that play on tv both locally and internationally.

I was in a place I needed serious soul searching and good music was the remedy. How overwhelmingly good was old school music? The lyrics, the message, addressing societal issues and personal struggles.

Kenny Rogers was one of my favourite song along musician, the gambler, Lucille, coward of the county, islands in the stream with Dolly Parton. I am a huge, huge fan of country music. Some of my other favourite;
You never even called me by my name
Take me home, country road
Choices
Coat of many colors
Your cheating heart
Walkin after midnight
King of the hill
I'm a man of constant sorrows
Jolene(as a kid, my mum always plays this. I remember cus this one just sticks to your mind forever)
The devil went down to Georgia(mad song, lol).

I advice my fellow youths to indulge more into meaningful songs, of course old school music. You'd be surprised how much you can learn from music.

Rest in peace Legend, thank you for contributing postively in my life.

sapientia:
Goodnight Kenny.

You blessed my soul with music.

Safe Journey.

post=87629148:
From all of us @[color=#006600][/color] : RIP Kenny Rogers.

He was a handsome old man.

He lived a good life.

May God take us home in our old age, in good health, because one day...........