All These Things That I Have Learned

My Patient Husband and I were compiling all the rules we’ve picked up from music.

  1. Don’t pay the ferryman.
  2. Don’t talk to strangers.
  3. Don’t answer me (I guess that’s if you break Rule 2 and talk to strangers.)
  4. Don’t let it show.
  5. Don’t be cruel, and don’t bring me down.
  6. Don’t give up on us. (Similarly, don’t dream it’s over.)
  7. Don’t fall in love with a dreamer (especially dreamers who are dreaming it’s over).
  8. Don’t let the sun go down on me
  9. Don’t look back (and don’t stop thinking about tomorrow.)
  10. Don’t stop believing
  11. Don’t stand so close to me

It’s hard to keep track of all this advice, but don’t worry, baby.

Why all these rules? Don’t ask me why.


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9 Responses to All These Things That I Have Learned

  1. Pat says:

    Don’t cry for me, Argentina. (Does that count if you’re not Argentina?)
    Don’t cry, Daddy. (Same question.)
    Don’t give me your love for a moment, or an hour . . .
    Don’t wait on me.
    Don’t talk of spring, don’t talk of fall, don’t talk at all . . .
    Don’t tell mama.
    Don’t look up, and don’t look down (and don’t look him in the eye).

    • philangelus says:

      If Argentina is your Dad, then you really shouldn’t cry for him!

      Same with waiting a moment for your love in the springtime, and if you do, for heaven’s sake, don’t tell Mama about it. 😉

      • Ken Rolph says:

        I thought that was don’t cry for me, I’ve got tinea.

        Don’t take your guns to town, son.

  2. Jason Block says:

    And Don’t Fear The Reaper

  3. Bopper says:

    Don’t let your babies grow up to be cowboys

  4. Bopper says:

    Don’t you forget about me
    Don’t go breaking my heart
    Don’t go chasing waterfalls
    Don’t bring me down
    Don’t it make my brown eyes blue
    Don’t worry, be happy

  5. Bopper says:

    And who could forget…
    Billy, Don’t be a hero

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