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| 1. |
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[Chorus:]
I want a simple life Like my mother One true love for my older years I don't want your wars To take my children I want a simple life... while I'm here The sun and moon walk hand in hand together Trading places shining on the truth The moon moves the bottoms of the oceans So, the sun can bring a farmer's hands to you [Chorus:] We all seek comfort in the light of day And our tears can wash off in the rain Everything we need is all around us In simple time and simple ways Mother nature talks Whispering her thoughts So the paths we choose to cross Walk one more day [Chorus:] |
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| 2. |
| 4:34 |
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The touch of your hand will let me know
You take me in and let me go If not for love why would we meet How is it done two into one so easily We're lifted up by angels Higher than the world Strong enough to leave it Bound to learn the secrets Angels never heard Close enough to heaven Above the rain Darkness cannot reach us Let the angels teach us Only love remains We're lifted up by angels You understand yet never say How every plan would fade away If not for love where would you be Ashes to dust water to rust away from me We're lifted up by angels Higher than the world Strong enough to leave it Bound to learn the secrets Angels never heard Close enough to heaven Above the rain Darkness cannot reach us Let the angels teach us Only love remains We're lifted up by angels We're lifted up by angels Given wings to fly Leave the night behind us Trust the light to find us Even as we rise We're lifted up by angels Close enough to heaven Above the rain Darkness cannot reach us Let the angels teach us Only love remains We're lifted up by angels Higher than the world Strong enough to leave it Bound to learn the secrets Angels never heard We're lifted up by angels |
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| 3. |
| 3:48 |
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I am on a Riverboat on the Saigon River
Where the music's too loud While I try to have my dinner Stories I've been told of 1954 When the bodies washed ashore from that distant war My friend Michael came in '68 The bodies still floating with the dinner boats sailing Beside all those souls of the American war Oh, deliver me to the river of souls In the heart of Indochina Deliver me to a River at Peace In this twenty-first century All those souls that floated free In these dark war's waters All the souls now swim together The French the Viet Minn Those American boys The souls of the Saigon River At peace in Indochina I am in a caffe in Ho Chi Minn City My friend Bobby Muller is sitting with me This traffic is maddening In his wheelchair he's napping I wonder at times, does he walk in his dreams? Later I walked all the way from Tu Do Street To the banks of the river with the dinner boats sailing Beside all of the souls, of a River in Peace Oh, deliver me to the river of souls In the heart of Indochina Deliver me to a River at Peace In this twenty-first century All those souls that floated free In these dark war's waters All the souls now swim together The French the Viet Minn Those American boys The souls of the Saigon River At peace in Indochina Hoa binh, hoa binh (Peace in Vietnamese) Peace in the heart of Indochina |
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| 4. |
| 4:10 |
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Here's a photograph of you in Woody Hermann's band
It was 1952, you were such a handsome man One of you at a memorial with all of Hoagy's clan And then you and my mother, walking hand in hand And she was beautiful and you played the piano You were beautiful upon the keys The world was beautiful when the two of you were dancing Beautiful to me You took a photograph of us, your ladies liberty My hair was in the breeze then I played Carnegie Grandmother read the sonnet of Emma Lazarus She's only halfway in this picture, you took of all of us And she was beautiful and you played the piano You were beautiful upon the keys The world was beautiful when the two of you were dancing Beautiful to me You were a father to this lonely child though we are not related You taught me how to write these notes upon a page You were a soldier for your country in two of our wars You played piano all your life and you are beautiful And she was beautiful and you played the piano You were beautiful upon the keys The world was beautiful when the two of you were dancing Beautiful to me And you are beautiful to me Beautiful Beautiful Beautiful ... |
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| 5. |
| 4:15 |
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They both wrote poetry
In fact, that was how they met He was a Yorkshire man in Cambridge She was from Massachusetts They spoke and they fell in love They kissed and picked daffodils She came across the ocean Just to bid her heart goodbye The hawk next to his goddess They were glorious to see Back when Ted loved Sylvia Close friends disapproved Said they ought to wait They did not care with all that said And married none the less They traveled and they taught A life of academia Typewriters and cocktails Angry verses and sad pleas Dutiful wife and mother The poet behind her man Back when Ted loved Sylvia The tempests that were howling And tearing them apart Were forces that had been in place To wreck them from the start So she stayed home with the kids Collecting poems in a jar He had his lectures and soon a mistress And left her all alone Why did she end it all? Was he just to blame? There's only two that know for sure And neither one remain I don't need an answer I prefer to read between the lines Back when Ted loved Sylvia Back when Ted loved Sylvia |
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| 6. |
| 3:50 |
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Easy come, easy go
Anything but easy창?짝though You were here, now you're gone That's the only thing I know And it's just one more sorrow To throw upon the heap Mountain of sorrow창?짝steep What you see, the new me Changing right before your eyes Like a leaf on a tree Letting go before she flies And it's just one more sorrow To throw upon the heap Mountain of sorrow창?짝steep Mountain of sorrow How high the top Must I climb, must I climb Ever blue Mountain of sorrow When I can I stop And be fine Knowing I'm over you? Easy come, easy go Anything but easy창?짝though Said goodbye, knowing I Would have rather said hello And it's just one more sorrow To throw upon the heap Mountain of sorrow창?짝steep Mountain of sorrow창?짝steep |
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| 7. |
| 3:40 |
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Where are all the Satchel Boys
Selling books outside the Metripole? Books to read in English, books of light and sorrows Of this foreign land and they are gone and they've flown away Where are all the cyclos With their drivers pedaling grace? Crowded out by motorbike, confined to lesser space In old Hanoi and they grew wings and they've flown away And in the words of Graham Greene Like the Quiet American Who's searching these sacred streets For old Hanoi And in all of these sacred things That I've been blessed in life to see I believe I'm in someone's dream In history Where is the eloquence Of the ladies on their bicycles? Dressed in their au dias in the lotus flowered nights Of Indochine and they rode to progress and they've flown away And in the words of Graham Greene Like the Quiet American Who's searching these sacred streets For old Hanoi, old Hanoi, old Hanoi Searching for Indochine, the old Hanoi Cherchant l' Indochine, in old Hanoi, in old Hanoi |
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| 2:43 |
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I dreamed of Louisiana
And a night in Lafayette We had breakfast with Susanna We were young and wild and left What's different here Than in that dream and in reality Is we weren't afraid to fail in love And we all believed in the dream Before, before I dreamed of Manhattan In a time before this war It was snowing down on Bleeker Street It was before you were a star What's different here Than in that dream and in reality Is we weren't afraid to fail in love And we all believed in the dream Before, before Now everything is twilight It's a time too dark to see It's fear of being what we were And pondering the dream Then I dreamed of Texas And the Gulf Coast shores I dreamed of who we used to be And the hope we had before What's different here Than in that dream and in reality Is we weren't afraid to fail in love And we all believed in the dream Before, before |
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| 9. |
| 3:21 |
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I love this town like an unmade bed
I love this town of the living dead I love this town gonna paint it red If I can spare a minute I love this town where curtains twitch Where this door scratches next door's itch It's a pantomime at fever pitch And we can all be in it People here are large as life They know the whole world and his wife From a razor's edge to a kitchen knife They'll be glad to help you I love this town of hidden charms Where no one means you any harm And if you sleep through false alarms No one here would blame you I love this town on the beaten track Where nothing slips between the cracks Her rent's arrears his heart attack Now isn't that a shame Everyone's friendly to your face And everybody knows their place As long as you respect their space You won't have to worry The town hall clock is calling out It's rush hour on the roundabout Now I know without a doubt It's the place for me I love this town the dirty streets It's a merry-go-round with broken seats Where silk and lace and satin sheets Are only dirty washing I love this town down on its knees It's going under by degrees Still we can do just as we please As long as no one's watching I love this town, I love this town I love this town, I love this town |
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| 3:18 |
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I'll never fall in love again
It's such a contradiction To lose all control and common sense And even intuition You came along, with a strange new song And the sweetest innovation And you said, "One should never fall in love But rise to the occasion" To have loved and lost, I know the cost I fell and almost drowned If not for you, I'd have missed this view From higher ground Now we can touch the sky above At the Angel's invitation And we don't even have to fall in love Just rise to the occasion Love should be pure and free A smiling inspiration And one should never fall in love But rise to the occasion |
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| 2:50 |
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She's a brown skin girl from El Paso City
He's a sweet tempered soldier from Fort Bliss They ran off one July evening All concerned said this one is anyone's guess Love conquers all Love conquers all And to all concerned you'll survive that fall 'Cause love conquers all She's a rest home bride up in New Jersey It's her first trip down the aisle, and it's his second time around All concerned said she looked so pretty Dressed in white though she's wheel chair bound Love conquers all Love conquers all And to all concerned you'll survive that fall 'Cause love conquers all Whether you're young or old Near or far, down the road of life Your chances are to all concerned Love conquers all She's a Muslim girl from Motor City He's an uptight Irish Catholic boy They found their love in a class on history And the bells of Ann Arbor rang with joy Love conquers all Love conquers all And to all concerned you'll survive that fall 'Cause love conquers all And it's love, love, love. Love conquers all Yes, it's love, love, love Love conquers all |
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| 12. |
| 3:05 |
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By the Time I Get to Phoenix
Was the last song on your mind the day you left You woke up in Nogales With Tequila with her name across your chest You've stumbled through the morning In these border tourists' dusty avenues Singing Everyday's The Hurting Kind And everyday you live, you're Born to Lose. [Chorus] You missed the last train home The whistle blew and now she's gone West Texas dust beneath your nails You're hammered down the heartbreak trail And you've missed the last train home That whistle blew... she's solid gone Now, you're wandering El Paso Searching for your broken heart and truth She was all you ever had And the only thing you ever had to lose With a juke box playing Charlie Rich You're lining up your shots at half past noon You threw your ring across the bar And sang along to Good Time Charlie's Got the Blues [Chorus] Now don't go to Tulsa where she's bound You'll end up six feet underground Your ex-friend, Charlie's there abouts He never missed the last train out You missed the last train home That whistle blew... she's solid gone You missed the last train home That whistle blew... she's solid gone |
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| 4:03 |
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In 1914, this ball was at war
It went from Belgium on through Ireland The Congo, then back home This big blue ball of war spun on it's own Spinning history in lines of blood When many souls fell off And we all ride on, this big blue ball of war Souls with tickets through the veil, we all ride on And we all ride on, this big blue ball of war We choose to spin around and ride This big blue ball of war Almost a century the blood has flowed We've killed our men of peace around this ball And refused to hear their ghosts We spend our destinies in deeds of hate Humanity upon this ball Is just a bloody fall from grace And we all ride on (We all ride) This big blue ball of war Souls with tickets through the veil We all ride on, and we all ride on (We all ride) This big blue ball of war We choose to spin around and ride This big blue ball of war A reformation just might save us all A voice of harmony and open heart Where the women teach the song These men of evil deed can be proven wrong If we join hand to hand with Abraham So not a soul falls off And we'll all ride on (We all ride) This big blue ball of war Souls with tickets through the veil We'll all ride on, and we'll all ride on (We all ride) This big blue ball of war We'll choose to spin around and ride This big blue ball of war We'll choose to spin around and ride This big blue ball of war |
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| 14. |
| 4:15 |
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(Nanci Griffith - Keith Carradine)
We don't live on easy street, but it's home Looking out on the open road, where you'll go it alone To the last of our simple days, we'll wave good-bye Down this road we're grown It's Our Very Own This is not a one-horse town, we're not alone It's somewhere off the beaten track, we're loyal to the bone Everybody's got their place, and got their role to play We should never change our rules 'Cause it's our very own Youth is but a breath in time A cruise around the square You swore you'd never be your folks And suddenly you're there You think you'll choose a different road Than the one that you've been shown But in the end we're in the square And it's our very own We don't live on easy street, but it's home Looking out on the open road, where you'll go it alone To the last of our simple days, we'll wave goodbye Down this road we've grown It's Our Very Own Come December Come what may We'll recall our simple days And we'll always know They were our very own |
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