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I may be right or wrong
The story's in my song It sure seems like we've Come a long, long way We've been through so many changes All along the way Maybe that's the way Maybe that's the reason we're here Today Movin' on, movin' on (Movin' on) everyday (Movin' on) keep on movin' Movin' on tommorow is another day On and on and on Our problems have dissappeared, vanished one by one We've got to keep movin' until we're done This band is on the loose, runnin' 'cross the land So try to make the most of a one-night-stand On and on and on: you've got to keep movin' on On and on and on: we're movin' every day You got to keep on movin' |
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| 2. |
| 4:06 |
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It's the same old story all over again
You turn a lover into just another friend I want to love you, I want to make you mine Won't you lay it on the line? I'm tired of playing all your foolish games I'm tired of all of your lies making me insane Won't you lay it on the line Lay it on the line Lay it on the line Don't waste my time Lay it on the line You got no right to make me wait We better talk, girl, before it gets too late I never thought you could be so unkind Won't you lay it on the line You know I love you, you know it's true It's up to you, girl, what've I got to do Don't hold me up, girl, don't waste my precious time Won't you lay it on the line |
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| 3. |
| 6:04 |
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I've known a lot of women baby
I've even loved a few Some were good and some were bad No one was just like you Now they say I'm too old to get hurt in love That ain't true 'Cause girl when you left me You broke my heart right in two CHORUS: I'm too old to get hurt baby I'm too old to get hurt baby I'm too old to get hurt baby I'm too old to get hurt baby Oh but I'm young enough, young enough to cry Now my head is spinning baby, Just like a ferris wheel Don't know what the matter babe, I think I see A girl so sad and alone Can she be crying, just like me? CHORUS No matter how hard I try I can't shake it baby My mind keeps drifting away You couldn't see a good thing When you had it in your hand, girl Maybe it was meant to be another day Are you sure I'm the heartless one, woman, After all we've been through? I gave you the best of my love, sweet hoochie-koo They say I was too old to get hurt in love, Do you still think that's true? 'Cause girl, when you left me, You broke my heart right in two |
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| 4. |
| 5:03 |
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I know how to treat a lady
Who knows how to treat her man I've been in love one or two times I made out the best that I can I've been all around the world and back And here's what I have to say The ladies I love and livin' in the U.S.A [Chorus] I'm talking about American girls They got what I need American girls That's what I want American girls There ain't no better boy and that's no lie She takes you home to meet her daddy He looks you right in the eye He says, now tell me you intention, boy And you make your reply I'm a man of honor, my thoughts are pure And you can bet your life I won't even kiss her, Unless I'm gonna make her my wife [Chorus] |
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| 5. |
| 6:13 |
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Wizards of a modern age cast spells of electric power
But the corporate strings that make them dance Lead up to an ivory tower There sit the fates in solitude, far from the public eye No one ever sees them smile and nothing makes them cry Welcome to the kingdom, the land of bought and sold A world of real-life fantasy where truths are seldom told Try hard to remember all that glitters is not gold You can pay the piper, but you cannot buy his soul [Chorus] It's just a game, you're in it all the way It's just a game, don't let yourself slip away It's such a shame, I heard somebody say It's just a game, and all I can do is play What you do choose, now, what do you believe, now Who are you gonna trust? All you dreams and fancy schemes Just crumble into dust Calm and cool and computerized to calculate and collect We wait and watch and wonder Just which puppet they'll select Like the moth, too near the flame, Who learned his truth too late We're all too deep into the game That is the master of our fate The poets and the pipers have got their motives And you've got yours, no doubt And so the game continues That's what it's all about [Chorus] |
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| 1:41 | 
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| 7. |
| 6:06 |
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Music hold the secret,
To know it can make you whole It's not just a game of notes, It's the sound inside your soul The magic of the melody Runs through you like a stream The notes the play flow through your head Like a dream Like a dream Like a dream I sing this song for the common man For the people in despair I bring my song into the world And I sing it everywhere The simple truth lies waiting here For everyone to share So hold on, and I will take you there Hold on and I will take you there The daily routine takes your soul, Lost without a trace It hold you down and turns you 'round And puts you in your place Another day, another dollar Another pretty face Another chance to lose yourself In the endless race CHORUS Hold on, hold on to your dreams Hold on, even though it seems Everyone around you has their little schemes Listen to your heart and hold on to your dreams Can't you feel the magic Feel it everywhere Can't you hear the music There's something in the air There's a celebration Deep within a song Celebrate this feeling, You know it can't be wrong CHORUS Caught up in routine, You got to break it Time won't wait for us, We got to make it Fate gives you the chance You've got to take it Take it Hold on |
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| 8. |
| 3:05 |
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It's four in the morning,
There's not a soul around This dirty hotel room Has really got me down A modern day minstrel, They got my name in lights I wish these days of glamour Didn't have these lonely nights I'm on the road to fortune And I got the suitcase blues real bad I guess I'm makin' payments For the dues that must be paid I cash another song Into this endless masquerade Halfway through the circuit And headed for the coast Been gone so long I can't remember What I miss the most, ah, but, Me and Johnny Walker, And the comfort that he brings, Waitin' on the telephone That never, ever rings On the lonely road to fortune, And I got the suitcase blues real bad I got the blues And I got them really bad The suitcase blues Are the worst I ever had All by my lonesome And I'm halfway 'round the bend I don't mind drinkin' solo But I sure could use a friend Me and Johnny Walker, And the comfort that he brings, Waitin' on the telephone That never, ever rings On the lonely road to fortune, And I got the suitcase blues real bad |
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