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Where it began I can't begin to knowing
but then I know it's growing strong was it in the spring and spring became a summer who'd believe you'd come along hands touching hands reaching out touching me touching you sweet caroline good times never seem so good I've been inclined to believe they never would but now I look at the night and they don't seem so lonely we fill it up with only to and when I hurt hurting runs off my shoulder how can I hurt when holding one touching one reaching out touching me touching you sweet caroline good times never seem so good I've been inclined to believe they never would oh no no sweet caroline good times never seem so good sweet caroline I believe they never could sweet caroline... |
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Holly holy eyes Dream of only you Where I am, what I am What I believe in Holly Holy Holly holy dream Wanting only you And she comes And I run just like the wind will Holly holy Sing a song Sing a song of songs Sing it out Sing it strong Call the sun in the dead of the night And the sun's gonna rise in the sky Touch a man who can't walk upright And the lame man, he's gonna fly And I fly And I fly Holly holy love Take the lonely child And the seed Let it be filled with tomorrow Holly holy Sing a song Sing a song of songs Sing it out Sing it strong Call the sun in the dead of the night And the sun's gonna rise in the sky Touch a man who can't walk upright And the lame man, he's gonna fly And I fly And I fly Holly holy dream Dream of only you Holly holy love Holly holy love |
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song sung blue
everybody knows one song sung blue every garden grows one me and you are subject to the blues now and then but when you take the blues and make a song you sing them out again song sung blue weeping like a willow song sung blue sleeping on my pillow funny thing, but you can sing it with a cry in your voice and before you know it, start to feeling good you simply got no choice. me and you are subject to the blues now and then but when you take the blues and make a song you sing them out again song sung blue weeping like a willow song sung blue sleeping on my pillow funny thing, but you can sing it with a cry in your voice and before you know it, start to feeling good you simply got no choice. song sung blue~~ song sung blue~~ |
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Hot August night and the leaves hanging down
And the grass on the ground smellin' sweet Move up the road to the outside of town And the sound of that good gospel beat Sits a ragged tent where there ain't no trees And that gospel group tellin' you and me It's love brother love say brother love's traveling salvation show Pack up the babies and grab the old ladies and everyone goes 'Cause everyone knows brother love's show Room gets suddenly still and when you'd almost bet You could hear yourself sweat he walks in Eyes black as coal and when he lifts his face Every ear in the place is on him Startin' soft and slow like a small earthquake And when he lets go half the valley shakes It's love, brother love say brother loves traveling salvation show Pack up the babies and grab the old ladies and everyone goes 'Cause everyone knows 'bout brother loves show (Halleluja) Brothers (Halle, halleluja) I say brothers Now you got yourself two good hands And when your brother is troubled you've gotta Reach out your hand for him 'cause that's what it's there for And when your heart is troubled you've gotta reach out Your other hand, reach it out to the man up there 'Cause that's what he's there for Take my hand in yours Walk with me this day In my heart I know I will never stray Halle, halle, halle, halle, halle, halle, halle, halle Love brother love say brother love's traveling salvation show Pack up the babies and grab the old ladies and everyone goes I say love brother love say brother love's traveling salvation show Pack up the babies and grab the old ladies and everyone goes |
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She was moring
And I was night time I one day woke up To find her lying Beside my bed I softly said Come take me For I've been lonely In need of someone As though I'd done Someone wrong somewhere But I don't know where But I don't know where Come lately You are the sun I am the moon You are the words I am the tune Play me Song she sang to me Song she brang to me Words that rang in me Rhyme that sprang from me Warmed the night And what was right Became me You are the sun I am the moon You are the words I am the tune Play me And so it was That I came to travel Upon a road That was thorned and narrow Another place Another grace Would save me You are the sun I am the moon You are the word I am the tune Play me You are the sun I am the moon You are the word I am the tune Play |
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If I close my eyes
I can almost hear my mother Callin' Neil go find your brother Daddy's home and it's time for supper Hurry on And I see two boys Racin' up two flights of staircase Squirmin' into Papa's embrace And his whiskers warm on their face Where's it gone Oh where's it gone Two floors above the butcher First door on the right Life filled to the brim As I stood by my window And I looked out of those Brooklyn roads I can still recall The smells of cookin' in the hallways Rubbers drying in the doorways And report cards I was always Afraid to show Mama'd come to school And as I'd sit there softly crying Teacher'd say He's just not trying He's got a good head if he'd apply it But you know yourself It's always somewhere else I built me a castle With dragons and kings And I'd ride off with them As I stood by my window And looked out on those Brooklyn roads Thought of going back But all I'd see are stranger's faces And all the scars that love erases But as my mind walks through thoses places I'm wonderin' What's come of them Does some other young boy Come home to my room Does he dream what I did As he stands by my window And looks out on those Brooklyn roads Brooklyn roads |
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I got a song been on my mind
And the tune can be sung and the words all rhyme Deedleee deet deet deet deet deet deet deet dee dee Though it don't say much and it won't offend If you sing it in school then they're liable to send you home Never knowing what you're showin' Think you're growin' your own tea Good lord Let me hear that get me near that Crunchy granola suite Drop your shrink and stop your drinkin' Crunchy granola's neat Sing it out Alright Da da da Da da da da da Dee dee dee dum I know a man was outta touch And he'd hide in a house and he didn't say much Deedleee deet deet deet deet deet deet deet dee doo And like a man with a tiger outside his gate Not only couldn't relax but he couldn't relate Now he can Family man Tried my brand Dig Let me hear that Get me near that Crunchy granola suite Drop your shrink and stop your drinkin' Crunchy granola's neat Sing it out Alright |
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Stones would play inside her head,
And where she slept, they made her bed. And she would ache for love and get But stones. La la la la la la la la la la home. Lordy child a good days comin', And I'll be there to let the sun in, And bein' lost is worth the comin' home. La la la la la la la la la on stones. You and me a time for planting, You and me a harvest granting, The every prayer ever prayed, We're just two wild flowers that grow. La la la la la la la la la on stones |
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Come she come say Ride on the night Sun becomes day Day shall provide Soo, soolaimon Soolai, soolai, soolaimon Soo, soolaimon Soolai, soolai, soolaimon Soo, soolaimon Soolai, soolai, soolaimon God of my want, want, want Lord of my need, need, need Leading me on, on, on Lord of my night, night, night Seek for my way, way, way Taking me home She callin' Bring me home my name On the wings of a flea Wind in the plains Dance once for me Soo, soolaimon Soolai, soolai, soolaimon Soo, soolaimon Soolai, soolai, soolaimon Soo, soolaimon Soolai, soolai, soolaimon |
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L.A.'s fine, the sun shines most the time And the feeling is 'lay back' Palm trees grow, and rents are low But you know I keep thinkin' about Making my way back Well I'm New York City born and raised But nowadays, I'm lost between two shores L.A.'s fine, but it ain't home New York's home, but it ain't mine no more "I am," I said To no one there An no one heard at all Not even the chair "I am," I cried "I am," said I And I am lost, and I can't even say why Leavin' me lonely still Did you ever read about a frog who dreamed of bein' a king And then became one Well except for the names and a few other changes I you talk about me, the story's the same one But I got an emptiness deep inside And I've tried, but it won't let me go And I'm not a man who likes to swear But I never cared for the sound of being alone "I am," I said To no one there An no one heard at all Not even the chair "I am," I cried "I am," said I And I am lost, and I can't even say why Leavin' me lonely still 1971 Prophet Music, Inc. (ASCAP) |
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Cracklin' Rosie, get on board
We're gonna ride till there ain't no more to go Taking it slow Lord, don't you know Have made me a time with a poor man's lady Hitchin' on a twilight train Ain't nothing there that I care to take along Maybe a song To sing when I want Don't need to say please to no man for a happy tune Oh, I love my Rosie child She got the way to make me happy You and me, we go in style Cracklin' Rose, you're a store bought woman You make me sing like a guitar hummin' So hang on to me, girl Our song keeps runnin' on Play it now Play it now, my baby Cracklin' Rosie, make me a smile God if it lasts for an hour, that's al right We got all night To set the world right Find us a dream that don't ask no questions, yeah Oh, I love my Rosie child You got the way to make me happy You and me, we go in style Cracklin' Rose, you're a store-baught woman You make me sing like a guitar hummin' So hang on to me, girl Our song keeps runnin' on Play it now Play it now Play it now, my baby Cracklin' Rosie, make me a smile God if it lasts for an hour, that's all right We got all night To set the world right Find us a dream that don't ask no question, yeah |