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Mister Marvin Middle Class is really in a stew Wond'rin' what the younger generation's coming to And the taste of his martini doesn't please his bitter tongue Blame it on the Rolling Stones. Blame it on the Stones; blame it on the Stones You'll feel so much better, knowing you don't stand alone Join the accusation; save the bleeding nation Get it off your shoulders; blame it on the Stones Mother tells the ladies at the bridge club every day Of the rising price of tranquilizers she must pay And she wonders why the children never seem to stay at home Blame it on the Rolling Stones. Blame it on the Stones; Blame it on the Stones You'll feel so much better, knowing you don't stand alone Join the accusation; save the bleeding nation Get it off your shoulders; blame it on the Stones Father's at the office, nightly working all the time Trying to make the secretary change her little mind And it bothers him to read about so many broken homes Blame it on those Rolling Stones. Blame it on the Stones; Blame it on the Stones You'll feel so much better knowing you don't stand alone Join the accusation; same the bleeding nation Get it off your shoulders; blame it on the Stones Blame it on the stones, blame it on the stones. |
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| 2. |
| 4:42 |
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A couple of years back I come across a great and wasted friend of mine in the hallway of a recording studio. And while he was reciting some poetry to me that he had written, I saw that he was about a step away from dying, and I couldn't help but wonder why. And the lines of this song occurred to me. I'm happy to say he's no longer wasted, and he's got him a good woman. And I'd like to dedicate this to John and June, who helped showed me how to beat the devil. It was wintertime in Nashville Down on Music City Row And I was looking for a place And to get myself out of the cold To warm the frozen feeling that was eating at my soul Keep the chilly wind off my guitar My thirsty wanted whiskey But my hunger needed beans But it had been a month of paydays Since I'd heard that eagle scream So with a stomach full of empty And a pocket full of dreams I left my pride and stepped inside a bar Actually I'd guess you'd call it a tavern Cigarette smoke to the ceiling And sawdust on the floor Friendly shadows I saw that there was just one old man sitting at the bar And in the mirror I could see him checking me and my guitar And he turned and said, Come up here, boy, and show us what you are I said I'm dry, and he bought me a beer He nodded at my guitar and said, It's a tough life, ain't it? I just looked at him He said, you ain't making any money, are you? I said, you been reading my mail He just smiled and said, let me see that guitar I got something you ought to hear And then he laid it on me If you waste your time a talking To the people who don't listen To the things that you are saying Who do you thinks gonna hear? And if you should die explaining how The things that they complain about Are things they could be changing Who do you thinks gonna care? There were other lonely singers In a world turned deaf and blind Who were crucified for what they tried to show And their voic |
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| 4:20 |
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Busted flat in Baton Rouge,
headin' for the train, Feelin' nearly faded as my jeans. Bobby thumbed a diesel down, just before it rained; Took us all the way to New Orleans. I took my harpoon out of my dirty red bandanna, And was blowing sad while Bobby sang the blues. With them windshield wipers slappin' time, And Bobby clappin' hands, We finally sang up every song that driver knew. Freedom's just another word for nothing' left to lose: Nothin' ain't worth nothin' but it's free. Feeling good was easy, Lord, when Bobby sang the blues. Feeling good was good enough for me; Good enough for me and Bobby McGee. From the coal mines of Kentucky to the California sun, Bobby shared the secrets of my soul. Standin' right beside me, Lord, through everything I've done, Every night she kept me from the cold. Then somewhere near Salinas, Lord, I let her slip away, Lookin' for the home I hope she'll find. And I'd trade all my tomorrows for a single yesterday, Holdin' Bobby's body next to mine. Freedom's just another word for nothing' left to lose: Nothin' left is all she left for me. Feeling good was easy, Lord, when Bobby sang the blues. Buddy, that was good enough for me; Good enough for me and Bobby McGee. La da da la la na na na La da da na na. La la la da, Me and Bobby McGee. La la la la la da da da La la la da da. La la la da, Me and Bobby McGee. La la la la la na na na La la la da da. La da da da, Me and Bobby McGee. La la la la la da da da- |
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| 2:58 |
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I was runnin' through the summer rain
Tryin' to catch the evenin' train An' kill that old familiar pain Weavin' through my tangled brain But when I tipped my bottle back I smacked into a cop I didn't see That policeman said, "Mister Cool If you ain't drunk, then you're a fool" I said, "If that's against the law Then tell me why I never saw A man locked in that jail of yours Who wasn't just as low down poor as me?? Well, that was when someone turned out the lights An' I wound up in jail to spend the night An' dream of all the wine an' lonely girls In this best of all possible worlds Well, I woke up next mornin' Feelin' like my head was gone An' like my thick old tongue was lickin' Something sick an' wrong An' I told that man I'd sell my soul For somethin' wet an' cold as that old cell That kindly jailer grinned at me All eaten up with sympathy Then poured he self another beer An' came an' whispered in my ear "If booze was just a dime a bottle, boy You couldn't even buy the smell" I said, "I knew there was somethin' I liked about this town But it takes more than that to bring me down, down, down 'Cause there's still a lot of wine an' lonely girls In this best of all possible worlds? Well, they finally came an' told me They was a gonna set me free An' I'd be leavin' town If I knew what was good for me I said, "It's nice to learn that everybody's so concerned about my health" I said, "I won't be leavin' no more Quicker than I can 'Cause I've enjoyed about as much Of this as I can stand An' I don't need this town of yours More than I never needed nothin' else" 'Cause there's still a lot of drinks that I ain't drunk An' lots of pretty thoughts that I ain't thunk An' Lord, there's still so many lonely girls In this best of all possible worlds |
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| 2:22 |
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Take the ribbon from my hair 머리의 리본을 떼어보세요 Shake it loose let it fall 머리를 풀어 살며시 늘어뜨려요 Layin' soft up on my skin 벽에 비친 그림자처럼 Like the shadows on the wall 내곁에 살며시 누워 보세요 Come and lay down by my side 이리 와서 내 옆에 누워요 Till the early morning light 아침 햇살이 비칠 때까지 All I'm takin' is your time 당신의 시간을 내게 주세요 Help me make it through the night 이 밤을 샐 수 있도록 도와주세요 I don't care who's right or wrong 누가 옳은지 그른지 개의치 않아요 And i won't try to understand 이해하려고 노력하지도 않아요 Let the devil take tomorrow 내일은 신경쓰지 말아요 Lord tonight I need a friend 오늘 밤 난 친구가 필요해요 Yesterday is dead and gone 어제는 사라져 버렸고 And tomorrow's out of sight 내일 일은 알지 못해요 And it's sad to be alone 홀로있는 건 서글프니 Help me make it through the night 이 밤을 지샐 수 있도록 도와 주세요 I don't want to be alone 홀로있고 싶지 않으니 Help me make it through the night 이 밤을 지샐 수 있도록 도와 주세요 |
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| 2:37 |
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"Billy Dalton staggered on the sidewalk
Someone said he stumbled and he fell, Six squad cars came screaming to the rescue And hauled ol' Billy Dalton off to jail. Because the law is for protection of the people Rules are rules and any fool can see, We don't need no drunks like Billy Dalton Scaring decent folks like you 'n me' No Sireee Lee Honeycut was nothin' but a hippy Walking through this world without a care, Then one day six strappin' brave policemen Held down Homer Lee and cut his hair, Because the law is for protection of the people Rules are rules and any fool can see, We don't need no hairy headed hippies Scarin' decent folks like you 'n me No Sireee So thank your lucky stars you got protection Walk the line and never mind the cost Don't wonder who them lawmen was protectin' When they nailed the saviour to the cross. Because the law is for protection of the people Rules are rules and any fool can see, We don't need riddle speakin' prophets Scarin' decent folks like you 'n me No Sireee " |
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| 3:35 |
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Casey joins the hollow sound of silent people walking down
The stairway to the subway in the shadows down below; Following their footsteps through the neon-darkened corridors Of silent desperation, never speakin' to a soul. The poison air he's breathin' has the dirty smell of dying 'Cause it's never seen the sunshine and it's never felt the rain. But Casey minds the arrows and ignores the fatal echoes Of the clickin' of the turnstiles and the rattle of his chains. ";Oh!"; she said, ";Casey it's been so long since I've seen you!"; ";Here"; she said, ";just a kiss to make a body smile!"; ";See"; she said, ";I've put on new stockings just to please you!"; ";Lord!"; she said, ";Casey can you only stay a while?"; Casey leaves the under-ground and stops inside the Golden Crown For something wet to wipe away the chill that's on his bone. Seeing his reflection in the lives of all the lonely men Who reach for any thing they can to keep from goin' home. Standin' in the corner Casey drinks his pint of bitter Never glancing in the mirror at the people passing by Then he stumbles as he's leaving and he wonders if the reason Is the beer that's in his belly, or the tear that's in his eye. ";Oh!"; she said, ";I suppose you seldom think about me, ";Now"; she said, ";now that you've a fam'ly of your own";; ";Still"; she said, ";it's so blessed good to feel your body!"; ";Lord!"; she said"; ";Casey it's a shame to be alone!"; |
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| 3:36 |
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I come from just the other side of nowhere
To this big time lonesome town. They got a lot of ice and snow here, Half as cold as all the people I've found. Every way I try to go here seems to bring me down. I've seen about enough to know where I belong. I've got a mind to see the headlights shining On that old white line between my heart and home. Sick of spendin' Sundays wishing they were Mondays Sittin' in a park alone. So give my best to anyone who's left who ever done me Any lovin' way but wrong. Tell 'em that the pride of just the other side o nowhere's Goin' home. Takin' nothin' back to show there For these dues I've paid. But the soul I almost sold here And the body I've been givin' away. Fadin' from the neon nighttime glow here, Headin' for the light of day, Just the other side of nowhere, goin' home. I've got a mind to see the headlights shinin' On that old white line between my heart and home. Sick of spendin' Sundays wishin' they were Mondays, Sittin' in a park alone. So give my best to anyone who's left who ever done me Any lovin' way but wrong. Tell them that the pride of just the other side of nowhere's Goin' Home. Just the other side on nowhere, goin' home. |
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| 3:16 |
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See the ruin on the hill
where the smoke is hanging still Like an echo of an age long forgotten There's a story of a home crushed beneath those blackened stones And the roof that fell before the beams were rotten Cecil Darby loved his wife and he laboured all his life To provide her with material possessions And he built for her a home of the finest wood and stone And the building soon became his sole obsession Oh, it took three-hundred days for the timbers to be raised And the silhouette was seen for miles around And the gables reached as high as the eagles in the sky But it only took one night to bring it down When Darby's castle tumbled to the ground Though they shared a common bed there was precious little said In the moments that were set aside for sleepin' For his busy dreams were filled with the rooms he'd yet to build And he never heard young Helen Darby weeping Then one night he heard a sound as he laid his pencil down And he traced it to her door and turned the handle And the pale light of the moon through the window of the room Split the shadows where two bodies lay entangled Oh, it took three-hundred days for the timbers to be raised And the silhouette was seen for miles around And the gables reached as high as the eagles in the sky But it only took one night to bring it down When Darby's castle tumbled to the ground - |
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| 3:22 |
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Don't look so sad, I know it's over 그토록 슬프게 바라보지 말아요, 난 그것이 끝난 걸 알지만 But life goes on 인생은 계속 흘러 가자나요. And this old world just keeps on turning 그리고 이 오래된 세상은 계속 돌기만 하네요. Let's just be glad, we had this time To spend together 그저 기쁘게 삽시다. 우리에겐 함께보낼 이 시간이 있자나요. There's no need to watch the bridges That were burning. 다리들을 바라 볼 필요가 없어요. 그것들은 불타고 있어요. Lay your head on my pillow 머리를 내 베게위로하고 누우세요 Hold your warm and tender body next to mine 당신의 따뜻하고 부드러운 몸을 붙잡아서 간직할께요. Hear the whisper of the raindrops 속삭이듯 들려오는 빗소리를 들어 보세요. Beating soft against the window 부드럽게 창가를 두드리고 있네요. And make believe you love me one more time For the good times. 그리고 믿음을 가지고 날 한번더 사랑해줘요.. 좋은 날(시간,시절)을 위해서 I'll get along You'll find another 난 외로울 겁니다, 당신은 또 다른 것을 찾는다면. And I'll be here if you should find You ever need me. 그리고 당신이 내가 필요해서 나를 찾고자 한다면, 난 여기서 있을겁니다. Don't say a word About tomorrow or forever 내일 또는 영원히에 대해서 단어로 말하지 마세요. There'll be time enough For sadness when you leave. 당신이 떠날 때 슬플 수 있는 충분한 시간이 될겁니다. |
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| 2:55 |
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Duvalier was a bitter man who cursed the morning sun
That brought a new betrayal every day. He shunned the world of mortals and the sound of human tongues And blessed the night that chased their sight away. A disillusioned dreamer who would never love again Who'd tried of it and found that it was rotten. Prefering perfect strangers to the company of friends Because strangers are so easily forgotten. Chorus: Oh, it's hard to keep believing when you know you've been decieved. To face a lie and dare to try again, but there's nothing like a woman With a spell of make believe to make a new believer of a man. Duvalier took the fickle turns of fortune in his stride Expecting next to nothing out of life. Till fortune found a girl who fanned a flame he thought had died Whose burning beauty cut him like a knife. She touched him through the senses that his mind could not control. Then smiling stepped aside and watched him fall. Betrayed by his own body and the hunger in his soul Duvalier was a dreamer after all. Chorus Oh, it's hard to keep believing when you know you've been decieved. To face a lie and dare to try again, but there's nothing like a woman With a spell of make believe to make a new believer of a man. |
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Well I woke up Sunday morning
with no way to hold my head, that didn't hurt and the beer I had for breakfast wasn't bad so I had one more for dessert then I fumbled through my closet for my clothes and found my cleanest dirty shirt it's the one I'm wearin' and I shaved my face and combed my hair and stumbled down the stairs to meet the day I'd smoked my brain the night before with cigarettes and songs that I've been pickin' but I lit my first and watched a small kid cussin' at a can that he was kicking then I crossed the empty street and caught the Sunday smell of someone fryin' chicken and it took me back to somethin' that I'd lost somehow somewhere along the way On the Sunday morning sidewalks wishing Lord that I was stoned 'cause there is something in a Sunday that makes a body feel alone and there's nothin' short of dyin' half as lonesome as the sound on the sleepin' city side walks Sunday mornin' comin' down In the park I saw a daddy with a laughing little girl who he was swingin' and I stopped beside a Sunday school and listened to the song that they were singin' then I headed back for home and somewhere far away a lonely bell was ringin' and it echoed thru the canyon like the disappearing dreams of yesterday. On the Sunday morning sidewalks wishing Lord that I was stoned 'cause there is something in a Sunday that makes a body feel alone and there's nothin' short of dyin' half as lonesome as the sound on the sleepin' city side walks Sunday mornin' comin' down. |
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I met her sadly in the slowly falling rain
Crying softly in her loneliness and pain Knowing no one needin' someone bad as me And she told me as I held her trembling hand Walking slowly how she'd never known a man Living lonely in her cottage by the sea. When the morning came her tears had changed to laughter And before the night her heart beat close to mine And I thought as she lay sleeping bout the secrets she was keeping Hidden somewhere in the silence of the shadows of her mind. In the morning as I wakened with the dawn Without warning I could feel that she was gone Leaving nothing but her silence next to me And lonely footprints that I followed in the sand Walking slowly for I knew where they would end Disappearing in the silence of the sea. And I sometimes hear the echoe of her laughter As I search for what I know I'll never find For the answer I was seeking was the secrets she's still keeping Hidden somewhere in the silence of the shadows of her mind. Hidden somewhere in the silence of the shadows of her mind... |
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I heard the front door closing softly,
as I wakened from my sleep; With the last touch of her kips, Lord, like a whisper on my cheek; And I cursed the sun for risin', 'cause the worst, Lord, was yet to come; 'Cause this morning, she's just leavin', but, come sundown, she'll be gone. See the lipstick on the pillow that I placed beneath her head; And the soft sheets still feel warm, Lord, where she lay upon my bed; And it hurts to know it's over, for the hurt, Lord, has just begun. 'Cause this morning, she's just leavin', but, come sundown, she'll be gone. |
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