Sweet Child O' Mine
Sweet Child O' Mine by rfsIII June 4, 2009
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Sweet Child O' Mine
One of Guns n' Roses many great songs. It is a love song written for Axl Rose's then-wife Erin Everly.
It started during a jam session when as a joke Slash started playing, in his words, "a stupid little riff" which he'd used as an excercise, and making wierd faces at drummer Steve Adler. Izzy Stradlin then came in with some chords and Duff McKagan improvised a bass line. Axl was amazed and started singing from a love letter to Erin. In 1988, with the release of Appetite for Destruction, Sweet Child reached #1 on the billboard top 40, even passing Welcome to the Jungle. Slash originally didn't like the song, but after playing it live he began to enjoy it more. His riff is always listed as one of the greatest ever by music critics.
Unfortunately, Axl and Everly's relationship did worse than the song, ending in divorce and spousal abuse lawsuits. But the song is amazing anyway.
It started during a jam session when as a joke Slash started playing, in his words, "a stupid little riff" which he'd used as an excercise, and making wierd faces at drummer Steve Adler. Izzy Stradlin then came in with some chords and Duff McKagan improvised a bass line. Axl was amazed and started singing from a love letter to Erin. In 1988, with the release of Appetite for Destruction, Sweet Child reached #1 on the billboard top 40, even passing Welcome to the Jungle. Slash originally didn't like the song, but after playing it live he began to enjoy it more. His riff is always listed as one of the greatest ever by music critics.
Unfortunately, Axl and Everly's relationship did worse than the song, ending in divorce and spousal abuse lawsuits. But the song is amazing anyway.
She's got a smile that it seems to me
Reminds me of childhood memories
Where everything
Was as fresh as the bright blue sky
Now and then when I see her face
She takes me away to that special place
And if I'd stare too long
I'd probably break down and cry
Woah, oh, oh, Sweet child o' mine
Whoah, oh, oh, oh, Sweet love of mine
She's got eyes of the bluest skies
As if they thought of rain
I hate to look into those eyes
And see an ounce of pain
Her hair reminds me of a warm safe place
Where as a child I'd hide
And pray for the thunder
And the rain
To quietly pass me by
Woah, oh, oh, Sweet child o' mine
Woah, oh, oh, oh, Sweet love of mine
Woah, oh, oh, yeah
Whoah, oh, oh oh, Sweet child o' mine
Whoah oh, oh, oh, sweet love of mine
Whoah, oh, oh oh, Sweet child o' mine, ooh yeah,
Oh, sweet love of mine
Where do we go,
Where do we go now,
Where do we go,
Where do we go,
Oh, where do we go now
Where do we go,
Oh, where do we go now
Where do we go now,
where do we go,
Oh, where do we go now
where do we go,
where do we go now,
where do we go,
whoah, where do we go now,
Sweet child,
Sweet child o' mine
Reminds me of childhood memories
Where everything
Was as fresh as the bright blue sky
Now and then when I see her face
She takes me away to that special place
And if I'd stare too long
I'd probably break down and cry
Woah, oh, oh, Sweet child o' mine
Whoah, oh, oh, oh, Sweet love of mine
She's got eyes of the bluest skies
As if they thought of rain
I hate to look into those eyes
And see an ounce of pain
Her hair reminds me of a warm safe place
Where as a child I'd hide
And pray for the thunder
And the rain
To quietly pass me by
Woah, oh, oh, Sweet child o' mine
Woah, oh, oh, oh, Sweet love of mine
Woah, oh, oh, yeah
Whoah, oh, oh oh, Sweet child o' mine
Whoah oh, oh, oh, sweet love of mine
Whoah, oh, oh oh, Sweet child o' mine, ooh yeah,
Oh, sweet love of mine
Where do we go,
Where do we go now,
Where do we go,
Where do we go,
Oh, where do we go now
Where do we go,
Oh, where do we go now
Where do we go now,
where do we go,
Oh, where do we go now
where do we go,
where do we go now,
where do we go,
whoah, where do we go now,
Sweet child,
Sweet child o' mine
Sweet Child O' Mine by king of canada August 30, 2006
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Sweet Child O' Mine
One of the best Songs Guns N' Roses ever made. The supposedly best ever Guns N' Roses song. OK i'll admit that it does have one of the greatest riffs in history, but it dnt hold a candle to 'Civil War' and every true GnR fan will agree with me
Chris: Dude, you like GnR's song 'Civil War'?
Nathan: Nah, man, Sweet Child O' Mine is better
Chris: U fuckin pussy
Nathan: Nah, man, Sweet Child O' Mine is better
Chris: U fuckin pussy
Sweet Child O' Mine by Hargy July 27, 2006
sweet child o mine
Remembering happier days of times gone by that nothing or noone can bring back.The smiles that reach the eyes that sometimes dont quite make it there no more.Times of carefree living, loving, grasping life by its coat tails and going for the ride.A time to cherish and appreciate and try never to let go of the spirit you had so happy within.To have one sound that can bring it all back even if for only a few minutes, to taste smell and savour....if only.
To take all that you enjoy and bottle it up for harder times and sink deep into the realms of bliss.
Take me back there just for a while
Remind me how it feels to smile
Let me be a child once more
Hoping and wishing is what those days were for.
Sweet child o mine
Take me back there just for a while
Remind me how it feels to smile
Let me be a child once more
Hoping and wishing is what those days were for.
Sweet child o mine
sweet child o mine by sunshine rays July 28, 2006
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Fleg
The word 'flag' as pronounced by people with thick Belfast accents. The term is a perfect encapsulation of the disproportionate and overblown reaction to the removal of the Union Jack (as in 'de fleg') from above City Hall in Belfast. Where previously it had flown for 365 days per year, it is now flown on 17 designated days of the year - in line with many other British cities.
The event caused a portion of the Protestant community ('fleggers') to make international pricks of themselves as they proceeded to wreck the fucking place, claiming it was another erosion of a 'British' identity they perceive to have been under attack since the horrifying spectre of equality reared its head in Northern Ireland.
The word 'fleg' - and indeed 'fleggers' - fittingly describes a section of humanity unconcerned with knowledge, reality or the vagaries of the English language. Like America's tea-baggers they are ruled by instinct, fear and paranoia with a side dish of rampant bigotry and startling ignorance of the world around them.
The event caused a portion of the Protestant community ('fleggers') to make international pricks of themselves as they proceeded to wreck the fucking place, claiming it was another erosion of a 'British' identity they perceive to have been under attack since the horrifying spectre of equality reared its head in Northern Ireland.
The word 'fleg' - and indeed 'fleggers' - fittingly describes a section of humanity unconcerned with knowledge, reality or the vagaries of the English language. Like America's tea-baggers they are ruled by instinct, fear and paranoia with a side dish of rampant bigotry and startling ignorance of the world around them.