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| 2:25 | 
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It's so easy to fall in love
It's so easy to fall in love People tell me love's for fools Here I go breaking all the rules Seems so easy Yeah, so doggone easy Oh it seems so easy Yeah where you're concerned My heart can learn It's so easy to fall in love It's so easy to fall in love Look into your heart and see What your lovebook has set aside for me It seems so easy Yeah, so doggone easy Oh it seems so easy Yeah where you're concerned My heart can learn Oh it's so easy to fall in love It's so easy to fall in love It seems so easy Oh so doggone easy Yeah it seems so easy Oh where you're concerned My heart can learn Oh it's so easy to fall in love It's so easy to fall in love It's so easy to fall in love It's so easy to fall in love It's so easy to fall in love Oh-ooh It's so easy to fall in love |
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| 3:08 |
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I hear mariachi static on my radio
And the tubes they glow in the dark And I'm there with you in Ensenada And I'm here in Echo Park Carmelita, hold me tighter I think I'm sinking down And I'm all strung out on heroin On the outskirts of town Well I pawned my Smith and Wesson And I went to meet my man He hangs out down on Alvarado Street At the Pioneer Chicken stand Carmelita, hold me tighter I think I'm sinking down And I'm all strung out on heroin On the outskirts of town Well I'm sittin' here playing solitaire With my pearl handled deck The county won't give me no more methadone And they cut off your welfare check Carmelita, hold me tighter I think I'm sinking down And I'm all strung out on heroin On the outskirts of town Carmelita, hold me tighter I think I'm sinking down And I'm all strung out on heroin On the outskirts of town |
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| 3:14 |
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What if I fall in love with you
Just like normal people do Well maybe I'd kill you Or maybe I'd be true When I go down to get a job sometime It seems people can read my mind And make money disappear While they're talking sweet and kind Well in some ways I am like a child You never seemed to know it And if a kind word ever crossed your mind You never tried to show it Well in some ways I am like a child You never seemed to know it And if a kind word ever crossed your mind You never tried to show it When people don't know what you mean They may laugh at you and call you green They'll say your words are stupid And your plans are only schemes Truth is simple But seldom ever seen Let nothing come between Simple man, simple dream |
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| 4. |
| 2:58 |
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written by Eric Kaz
짤 1967 Embassy Music Corp (BMI) If you see a friend and he tries to say A girl we once knew is losing her way It's true I may be blue I've seen the best years of life go through A man that I love And another I need Both men have helped make the sad life I lead Sorrow lives here in my heart It haunts me when I sleep I can't keep the thought of you from my dreams Everything seems to spin all around But I can't see Whether it happens with or without me Remember how perfume, my gown and silk gloves Had teased your heart so and brought out your love It's done Night's breeze has blown A chill up my spine The world was mine Then haughty and high To bide my time 'Til all of my hopes Just wish you were mine Sorrow lives here in my heart It haunts me when I sleep I can't keep the thought of you from my dreams Everything seems to spin all around But I can't see Whether it happens with or without me |
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| 3:15 |
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Never, never will I marry
Never, never will I wed Born to wander solitary Wide, my world, narrow, my bed, never Never, never will I marry Born to wander 'til I'm dead No conscious, no care, no burdens to bear No memories to mourn, no turning For I was born to wander solitary Wide, my world, narrow, my bed Never, never, never, never will I marry Born to wander 'til I'm dead For I was born to wander solitary Wide, my world, narrow, my bed Never, never will I marry Born to wander 'til I'm dead Never, never |
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| 6. |
| 3:52 |
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I feel so bad
I've got a worried mind I'm so lonesome all the time Since I left my baby behind On Blue Bayou Saving nickels, saving dimes Workin' till the sun don't shine Lookin' forward to happier times On Blue Bayou I'm goin' back some day Come what may To Blue Bayou Where the folks are fine And the world is mine On Blue Bayou All those fishing boats With their sails afloat If I could only see That familiar sunrise Through sleepy eyes How happy I'd be Gonna see my baby again Gonna be with some of my friends Maybe I'll feel better again On Blue Bayou Saving nickels, saving dimes Workin' till the sun don't shine Lookin' forward to happier times On Blue Bayou I'm going back some day Come what may To Blue Bayou Where the folks are fine and the world is mine On Blue Bayou All those fishing boats With their sails afloat If I could only see That familiar sunrise Through sleepy eyes How happy I'd be Oh, that boy of mine By my side The silver moon and the evening tide Oh, some sweet day Gonna take away this hurtin' inside Well, I'll never be blue, My dreams come true On Blue Bayou |
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| 3:38 |
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Well I lay my head on the railroad track
Waiting on the Double E But the train don't run by here no more Poor poor pitiful me Poor poor pitiful me Poor poor pitiful me Oh these boys won't let me be Lord have mercy on me Woe woe is me Well I met a man out in Hollywood Now I ain't naming names Well he really worked me over good Just like Jesse James Yes he really worked me over good He was a credit to his gender Put me through some changes Lord Sort of like a Waring blender Poor poor pitiful me Poor poor pitiful me Oh these boys won't let me be Lord have mercy on me Woe woe is me Well I met a boy in the Vieux Carres Down in Yokohama He picked me up and he threw me down He said "Please don't hurt me Mama" Poor poor pitiful me Poor poor pitiful me Oh these boys won't let me be Lord have mercy on me Woe woe is me Poor poor poor me Poor poor pitiful me Poor poor poor me Poor poor pitiful me Poor poor poor me Poor poor pitiful me |
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| 3:08 |
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written by Robert Wachtel
ⓒ 1973 Leadsheet Land (ASCAP) Maybe he's right Maybe I'm wrong Maybe what I'm saying is the way it should be Nobody knows when the truth goes by But everyone tells me that he's happy Maybe he's gone and found some love I want to see it for myself Everyone says just to let him alone But I can't even sleep no more it worries me so Why Why Maybe I'm right Maybe he's wrong And maybe what he's saying is the way it should be Somebody tried to explain it to me But they couldn't tell me if he's happy And I just want to know if he's still happy |
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| 3:02 |
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Wo Yeah! (Wo, wo)
Women think I'm tasty, but they're always tryin' to waste me And make me burn the candle right down, But baby, baby, I don't need no jewels in my crown. Cause all you women is low down gamblers, Cheatin' like I don't know how, But baby, baby, there's fever in the funk house now. This low down bitchin' got my poor feet a itchin', Don't you know you know the duece is still wild. Baby, I can't stay, you got to roll me And call me the tumblin' dice. Always in a hurry, I never stop to worry, Don't you see the time flashin' by. Honey, got no money, I'm all sixes and sevens and nines. Say now baby, I'm the rank outsider, You can be my partner in crime. But baby, I can't stay, You got to roll me and call me the tumblin', Roll me and call me the tumblin' dice. Oh, my, my, my, I'm the lone crap shooter, Playin' the field ev'ry night. But baby, I can't stay, You got to roll me and call me the tumblin' dice, (Call me the tumblin') Got to roll me (yayes), Got to roll me, Got to roll me (Oh yeah) Got to roll me Got to roll me (yeah) Got to roll me (Keep on rolling) Got to roll me (Keep on rolling) Got to roll me (Keep on rolling) Got to roll me My baby, call me the tumblin' dice, yeah Got to roll me Baby sweet as sugar (Got to roll me) Yeah, my, my, my yeah (Got to roll me) I went down baby, oh Got to roll me (hit me) Baby I'm down |
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| 3:04 |
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I ride an old paint
I lead an old dam I'm going to Montana To throw a houlihan They feed in the coolies They water in the draw Their tails are all matted Their backs are all raw Ride around Ride around real slow The fiery and the snuffy are raring to go Old Bill Brown Had a daughter and a son One went to Denver And the other went wrong His wife she died in a poolroom fight And still he keeps singing from morning til night Ride around Ride around real slow Well the fiery and the snuffy are raring to go Well when I die Take my saddle from the wall Put it on my pony And lead him from his stall Tie my bones to his back Turn our faces to the west And we'll ride the prairie That we like the best Ride around Ride around real slow Well the fiery and the snuffy are raring to go Ride around Ride around real slow Well the fiery and the snuffy are raring to go |
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