this aint no laughing thing

woke up this morning,
about two a.m.
while a deppressed,
was lying in my gut,
wondering if i belonged,
in a place where i know,
i am loved,
but i question it every night,
years fly by,
and i do nothing,
but whine and cry each night,

this aint no laughing thing,
you cant just laugh off,
no jokes or humor,
to make this wondering go away,
there is time i wish i could make,
this go away,
with the humor of a joke,
but it pointless,
this aint no laughing thing,

while i sit on this couch,
thinking about time gone by,
the time i wasted on this,
and the time i wanted,
to feel alive,
so i try to live my life,
in a love and passion,
one that makes sense,
to me,
but i learn it,
just aint right,
to try and make things,
right on my standard,
it take a knight in shining armor,
more than what i am,
a face of a crowd,
a face of man,
a face of a boy,
smile, wink, and laugh,

this ain't no laughing thing,
you cant just laugh this off.
no joke, no humor,
can make this pain go away,
O' how i wish,
a joke or a laugh,
would make this go away,
but this aint,
no this aint,
this aint no laughing thing,

contact info again...

my name is Joshua Thomas Gaither,
i live in athena oregon,
my email is gaither_josh@hotmail.com,
my main source of contact is facebook.

speed limit fifty-five

crawl inside my SUV,
we'll hook up the boat,
and grab the sun spray,
we'll head down to the river,
for a dip and a tan,
watch the sail boats float by,
with their white sails,
a flapping in the wind,
everyone saying hi,
and the speed limit is fifty-five,

Speed limit fifty-five,
speeding down the river,
the chill of the water,
makes the skin on my body,
quiver,
the beer i drink,
and the soda i swallow,
killing the liver,
speeding down that river,
with my wife,
speed limit fifty -five

Driving down the back roads,
goin eighty miles per hour,
hoping the popo dont catch you,
time flying by,
like the combines parked,
along the side of the road,
waiting for harvest,
to come along,
and that is in the back,
of your mind,
is a blonde haired,
blue eyed girl,
sitting in the seat,
next to you,
knowing,
just knowing that the,
the speed limit is fifty- five,

Speed limit fifty five,
flying down the highway,
the breeze from the window,
blowing against your bare arm,
heading out to the local barn,
to get a little toxicated,
with time flying by,
and the speed limit fifty five,

i'm a dreamer

I had a crush,
on a girl,
with green eyes,
red hair,
thought she would be mine,
live a life of peace and happiness,
but god pointed me in another,
direction,
i was dissappointed,
and a little depressed,
but i got over it ,
because in the end,
i learned i am a dreamer,

dreaming,
about the touchdown pass,
about the girl in the front row,
'bout things i shouldn't,
say in this song,
time flew bye,
dreams came and went,
all in all,
I'm a dreamer,
a Dreamer,

I dreamed of being,
a quarterback,
for the team,
that wins a superbowl,
i dreamed of being an artist,
being the next pescaso,
i dream,
O' i dream,
of a girl with green eys,
red hair,
i dream of things,
i should't say,
I'm a dreamer

Dreaming,
about that touchdown pass,
about the girl in the front row,
'bout things i shouldn't say,
in this here song,
time flies by,
dreams come and go,
all in all,
I'm a dreamer,
a dreamer,

we all dream,
'bout things
cute girls,
hot guys,
alot of dreams come true,
some are just dreams,
in the end,
all in all,
dreams come and go,
but,
we all,
O' yes,
we all are dreamers,
Dreamers

A moment in a bottle

woke up this morning,
went to work,
worked till my feet hurt,
my back ached,
time had flown by,
wishing i was in your arms,
and kissing your lips,
day dreaming the whole day,
i get home excited to see the one,
the one i love,
in house i own,
but then it hits,
like frieght train,
remembering a moment in a bottle,

a bottle of whiskey,
burns my throat,
a bottle of rum,
warms me up,
for a little while,
bottle of cola,
a refreshing,
taste to hold back the bad,
for a moment,
but a love,
is a moment i hold,
a moment in a bottle,

today is a new,
a new day without the love of an other,
time will last as long as you allow,
as he up aboves allows,
but when you are alone,
on a spaceship,
without no one,
there to hug and love,
time is precious,
because you hope,
there is a chance,
that the one you love,
finds their way to you,
but when they don't,
you lose yourself,
in a moment in a bottle,

A bottle of whiskey,
burns my throat,
a bottle of rum,
warms me up,
but only for a little while,
a bottle of cola,
a refreshing,
taste to hold back the bad,
but only for a moment,
but love,
is a moment,
that i hold,
O' i hold in a bottle,
a moment,
a moment in a bottle

small town life

walking down the streets,
of this small town,
feels like i have been,
down these streets,
million times,
but it never gets old,
looking into,
the front lawn of a,
young couple's kids.
playing tag,
at the local one stop,
store,
A teen with one of those,
energy drinks,
trying to wake up for school,
that is small town life,
for you,

Betty and mark,
are your local newly weds,
time will only tell wether,
it will last,
but if it doesn't you can,
bet that the town,
will know by the end of the night,
that is small town life
Josh is the school nerd,
playing his computer in his room,
for weeks upon weeks at a time,
seeming never to leave his room,
you would think no one would know him,
outside close reltives,
but you can bet everyone knows him,
that is small town life

Small town life,
aint the easiest life,
to live,
but you can bet,
it is one of the best,
seeing the lights of the stars,
instead of the lights of the city,
knowing your neighbors,
and having friends a walk away,
instead across the city,
cars,
few and far inbetween,
playing football on the street,
that is small town life ,

that is what i call love

A man and a woman,
in the same room,
one calls the other,
honey,
the other calls the other baby,
time will only tell if a love,
that has last 20 years will last,
one thing is for sure,
that is what i call love,

Love,
is those cute names,
baby, dear and sweetpea,
love,
is kissing on the front porch,
with the parents on the other side,
a dad in the chair polishing a gun for the boy,
to scare a little sense into that young boy,
but that boy dont care,
he loves that girl,
now that is what i call love,

now there is a difference,
between love and a fling,
a love is a bond that goes deep,
into the bonds of the heart,
a love is something no one can,
break,
it will last the test of time,
the heavens vow by this,
a fling well my friend,
is a thought of love but is broken,
a fling can last years,
but is broken,

love,
is baby get in the car,
lets go out by the old,
drive in theater,
lay on the hood,
look up at the night sky,
make love by the light,
of the moon,
that is love my friend,
love,
is those cute names,
baby, dear and sweatpea,
kissing on a front porch,
with parents on the other side,
a dad in a chair with gun,
trying to scare sense into,
that young man,
but that boy dont care,
he loves that girl,
That is what i call,
O' that is what i call,
Love

Dad

hands of steel,
the scars of life,
tear the skin of his heart,
but his love still pure as ever,
he's been in and out of love,
time has not been nice to his body,
but to me no one comes above him
he is the only man i have ever truly loved,
the only one,
Dad,

My father,
my best man at my wedding,
my best friend when my first girlfriend,
ditched me,
A shoulder to cry on,
A caring figure that will never leave your side,
time could erase the pain i have suffered
but nothing could erase the title i can't wait to have,
dad,

Stern Figure when you did wrong,
a respectable man to those you like,
thou he may not,
gives the best advice,
even thou you may not want it,
sometimes listening to him,
is like listening to a broken record,
but deal with it because you know,
you'll probably hear it again,
he is great,
he is kind and gentle,
bet yet still tough,
he is your dad,
our dad,
my dad,

My Father,
my best man at my wedding,
my best friend when my first girlfriend,
ditched me,
a shoulder to cry on
a caring figure that will never your side,
time could erase the pain i have suffered,
but nothing could erase the title i can't wait to have,
Dad

we all want to be heroes

there in a heartbeat,
makeing this mess. neat,
hopeing nothing destroy's,
the white knight you've become,

As time passes you,
learn that you can't
save everyone ,
you breakdown
and worry that the superman,
inside of you is gone,

we all want to be heroes,
saving the world,
doing the just and good,
all without any help,
we all want to be heroes,

Come, save me,
A child calls to you,
you rush to the aid,
you realize the child is,
your own,

Then you realize the white knight
inside of you never leaves,
and that hero,
you want to be,
will always be there,
for someone you love,
and the headlines,
you dream of that hero,
will always be there,
just not in the newspaper,
we all wants to be heroes,

students of life

wakeing up every morning,
thinking that today is a new lesson,
wondering what the task before you,
might be and the homework,
will it be meeting some new friend,
could it be finding the girl of your dreams,
should it be reconnecting with friends,
from the past,
or is it learning something about yourself,
because we will always be students of life,
today was a different morning,
i didn't think when i woke and saw,
a child in front of the face of a man,
still learning the game,
could this be,
a child of my own blood,
this is the love of my life,
my wife a close second,
and then time moves to fast,
one minute a student in high school,
the next,
the father of a student in high school,
so you wonder what the next lesson in life might be,
could it be meeting a new friend,
will it be loseing a relative to our good lord,
and learning to deal with the lost,
should it be how to be a father of a child,
barely born out of the pouch of a mother,
would it be learning the lengths of a mothers love,
could go to protect that of which is her child,
we will always be students of life.

that wink

you walked in that classroom,
red hair waving in the air,
all the girls jealous,
all the guys staring,
at you,
we were young and dumb,
just hitting puberity,
making jokes and playing,
no cares,
but we all had that crush,
the crush on you my,
eighth grade math teacher,

it was that wink,
you always gave us,
when we did good or,
when the end came,
and we left and,
you said bye,
now dont get me wrong,
i will have my own wife,
and loves but there ain't,
nothing like a first crush,
on you my eighth grade ,
math teacher,

i was a senior in high school,
the last time i saw you,
you were leaving to teach,
in a town called,
well i dont remember,
and you just had gotten married,
but when i saw you i went,
back to that boyhood crush on you,
my eighth grade math teacher,

it was that wink,
you gave us,
when ever we did something good,
or when the end came,
now honey don't get made,
at my eighth grade crush,
i had,
she was pretty,
and always nice,
that is why i blush
when i talk about my crush,
on my eighth grade math teacher,

well last i heard,
she was still teaching,
in a town,
unknown to me,
she was a mom,
a mom of two,
both in which,
she taught,
but i will always,
have that boyhood crush,
on my eighth grade math teacher,
mmmm,
-talking-honey your my only one.
no dont slam the...
please listen...
honey...

two cents and a bottle of whiskey

six weeks since,
since i became legal,
at the time i had,
the girl,
the money,
and a house,
then i lost it,
the girl,
the money,
and the house,

I'm single,
lonely and depressed,
all caught up in a mess,
so i sit here,
not to far,
from the life i once had,
because,because,
all i have is two cents and a bottle of whiskey,

since those days,
i've tried to rebuild,
to what i once had,
got a job,
a car,
and a apartment,
but i fell apart,
once i got the money,
for a nice house,
too many things fell into place,
and it came back to me,
when i had,
the girl,
the money,
and a house,

so again,
i am still,
single,
lonely and depressed,
all caught up in a mess,
so i sit here again,
in a bar,
not to far,
from the life i once i had,
because,because,
all i have is two cents and a bottle of whiskey,

Today i have rebuilt my life,
i have money and a wife,
two kids and a dog,
and i am happy,
so i look back to those,
days,
when i was in a place,
where i couldn't see past,
the bar door without a fear,
of loseing it all,
but at least i can say,
i was once there,
so for those with that,
fear,
dont worry,
O' Dont worry,
because you'll get by,
on,
Two cents and a bottle of whiskey

my contact info...

My name is Josh Gaither, I live in athena oregon.
My email is gaither_josh@hotmail.com.
If you would like to sit down with me and work out music to some of these poems/lyrics because i have no idea how to play insturament... or if you just want to get in contact with me email me... i would love to here what you think or suggestion, or help on inproving...i am open to anything...

ain't life funny

Was my First day of high school,
at Weston McEwen high,
walking down senior hall,
scared to death,
that the seniors would gang up on me,
and stuff me in a locker,
today i look back and laugh,
because they never did,
ain't life funny,

Today i stand here in this home,
that i built with hands that god,
gave me,
thinking back to days gone by,
to girls i onced loved and lost,
to the girl i married in the june of 07,
i just laugh at the emotions that i had,
and say to myself ,
ain't life funny,

I was fifteen,
she was sixteen,
we thought it was love,
going to movies,
the kissing,
The hugging,
till the night,
we got into a fight,
and it fell apart,
two hearts broken,
it made me cry,
till the day when i saw her again,
she was married with two kids,
and happy,
we talk and share stories,
of a past love and loves,
between then and now,
we laughed, we lived, and said,
ain't life funny

So today i stand here,
in the footsteps of my grandfather,
in a time of a great love,
a love that lasted 70 years,
a time where care about something,
ment more then life,
and the stories last an eternity,
and all they say is,
ain't life funny,

O' the girls,
O' the memories,
O' the friends i had,
and lost in touch with,
ain't it funny
how life works,
ain't life funny,

life gets better

Mosquito on my arm,
beer in my hand,
love of my life at my side,
summer is here,
the barbeques are firing up,
time is a wasted,
people are slimming down,
Pretty ladies,
bikinis just as nice,
and you ask how could life get any better,
well buddy it doesnt,

Unless,
you just had your first born,
made love for the first time,
kissed on front porch swing,
finding out your a granddad,
getting married to the girl of your dreams
watch her as she walks down the aisle,
that my friend is how life gets any better,

friends to left,
and to the right,
watching the kids,
play tag in the front lawn,
smelling the burgers a cooking on the grill,
hoping on a bicycle,
wind blowing thru your hair,
loving the ones you love,
and cuddling your baby in your arms,
and you ask how it gets much better,
well buddy it doesn't

unless
you just had your first born,
made love for the first time,
kissed on the front porch swing,
finding out you're a granddad,
getting married to the girl of your dreams,
watching her walk down the aisle,
that my friend is how life gets any better

Tragedy

Woke up this morning,
thought of someone in my life,
like i do every morning,
weather it be my mom, dad or friend,
then i start to wonder,
what happened to all the other friend,
thought i had in my life,

Then i get on my facebook,
to check in the ones i used to hang with,
and see what they are up too,
i post something,
no comments,
maybe a like or two,
but no friendly comments,
then friends you thought you lost,
pop out of nowhere,

Tragedy,
isn't it funny how it brings us closer,
no one seems to care,
and you learn to accept it,
until you post that a family member,
brother, or someone in relation to you,
either dies, gets into a carwreck or gets divorced,
it takes a tragic event in your life for someone to drop a line,
tragedy,

After checking my facebook,
i go to the living room of my house,
sitting there like a fool,
crying myself to sleep,
until the one i love,
and always will,
comes in and sees me,
there in a pool,
and wraps their arms around me,
comforts me,
and soothes the person they love
that when you know who loves you and who doesn't,

Tragedy,
isnt it funny how it brings us closer,
no one seems to care,
and your learn to accept it,
until you post that a family memeber,
brother, or someone in relation to you,
either dies, gets into a carwreck or a divorce,
it takes a tragic event in you life for someone to drop a line,
tragedy,

My heart is fixed by God's Band aids

One Day lying in bed,
Wondering what i have done,
Thinking back to the girls i have crossed,
wondering who it could of been
that ripped this once pure heart to pieces,

Come on please,
someone please,
tell me the thing i want to hear,
so i know the pain i have here,
can stop being fixed by god's band aids,

then i think back to the times i sat in,
A park in athena,
listening to the one thing that brought me ease,
god it was such ease,
so baby please tell me,
what i can do to ease pain,

come on please,
someone please
tell me the thing i want to hear,
can stop being fixed by god's band aids,

O' my heart,
it hurts so much,
until you came in and fixed it,
with your love,
so i know now,
mine is no longer fixed by god's band aids

Come on please
someone please,
tell me, o' tell me please,
this pain, all i want is to ease,
the pain in my chest,
so god, o' god
doesn't have to fix it wit a band aid,
no more, no more,
no more