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In the beginning there was nothing
But it was kind of fun watching nothing grow You came walkin' into my life Carryin' your own dreams You could've been Yeah, you could've been good Then why were you so goddamn mean But till you I never had any fun But I'm sure glad I never Ain't you glad I never Be glad I never owned a gun |
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Some velvet morning when I'm straight. I'm gonna open up your gate. And maybe tell you 'bout Phaedra and how she gave me life and how she made it in. Some velvet morning when I'm straight. Female: Flowers growing on the hill. Dragonflies and daffodils. Learn from us very much. Look at us but do not touch. Phaedra is my name. Male: Some velvet morning when I'm straight. I'm gonna open up your gate. And maybe tell you 'bout Phaedra and how she gave me life and how she made it in. Some velvet morning when I'm straight. Female: Flowers are the things we knew. Secrets are the things we grew. Learn from us very much. Look at us but do not touch. Phaedra is my name. Male: Some velvet morning when I'm straight. Female: Flowers growing on the hill. Male: I'm gonna open up your gate. Female: Dragonflies and daffodils. Male: And maybe tell you 'bout Phaedra Female: Learn from us very much. Male: And how she gave me life. Female: Look at us but do not touch. Male: and how she made it in. |
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Workin' on the railroad all day long
Workin' on the railroad sing this song Sing about an old love I once knew Sing about an old love maybe two Workin' on the railroad Workin' on the railroad Work...work...workin' on the...railroad I drove a hot steel in my time I drink a lot of stuff they call moonshine I got me a woman in every town Workin' on the railroad, never settle down Workin' on the railroad Workin' on the railroad Work...work...workin' on the...railroad I draw my pay on a Saturday night Go in town and had start a fight Love me a woman a laugh and a joke Workin' on the railroad, always abroke Workin' on the railroad Workin' on the railroad Work...work...workin' on the... railroad When I die and you bury me Alongside the tracks where I wanna be Don't you cry friend just remember this There ain't much you all 'body miss Workin' on the railroad Workin' on the railroad Work...work...workin' on the...railroad |
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One night Johnny sang the truth to me
On a northbound train from Nashvile Tennessee Taught me all the letters in a lam Sang 'freedom is where you think it is But there ain't no train to Stockholm' Recieved your invitation to the war I sent it back so please don't send no more I'd rather rot in some jail all alone Singin' "freedom is where you think it is But there ain't no train to Stockholm' If I have to ride this train a hundred years And all I drink is my own tears I'll not kill for you or on my own Singin' 'freedom is where you think it is But there ain't no train to Stockholm' Government send politicians too There's lots of people feel the way we do A hundred million of us can't be wrong Singin' 'freedom is where you think it is But there ain't no train to Stockholm' |
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Kiss all the pretty ones goodbye
Give everyone a penny that cry You can throw all my tranquil' pills away Let my blood pressure go on its way For my autumn's done come My autumn's done come. Done come Let those 'I-don't-care-days' begin I'm tired of holdin' my stomach in No more slinky folk dollars for me I'll take Sears & Roebuck dollars gladly For my autumn's done come My autumn's done come. Done come Bring me water short and scotch tall A big long black cigar that ain't all Hang me a hammock between two big trees Leave me alone, damned! Let me do as I please For my autumn's done come My autumn's done come. Done come |
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Young woman share your fire with me. My heart is cold, my soul is free. I am a stranger in your land. A wandering man, call me sand. Female: Oh sir my fire is very small. It will not warm thy heart at all. But thee may take me by the hand. Hold me and I'll call thee sand Male: Young woman share your fire with me. My heart is cold, my soul is free. I am a stranger in your land. A wandering man, call me sand. Female: At night when stars light up the sky. Oh sir I dream my fire is high. Oh taste these lips sir if you can. Wandering man, I call thee sand. Female: Oh sir my fire is burning high. If it should stop sir I would die. A shooting star has crossed my land. Wandering man. Male She whispered sand. Female: (Whispers) Sand. Male: Young woman shared her fire with me. Now warms herself with memory. I was a stranger in her land. A wandering man, she called me sand. Female: He was a stranger in my land. A wandering man. Male: She called me sand |
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Female:
Strawberries, cherries and an angel's kiss in spring. My summer wine is really made from all these things. Male: I walked in town on silver spurs that jingled to. A song that I had only sang to just a few. She saw my silver spurs and said let's pass some time. And I will give to you summer wine. Ohh-oh-oh summer wine. Female: Strawberries, cherries and an angel's kiss in spring. My summer wine is really made from all these things. Take off your silver spurs and and help me pass the time. And I will give to you summer wine. Ohh-oh-oh summer wine. Male: My eyes grew heavy and my lips they could not speak. I tried to get up but I couldn't find my feet. She reassured me with an unfamiliar line. And then she gave to me more summer wine. Ohh-oh-oh summer wine. Female: Strawberries, cherries and an angel's kiss in spring. My summer wine is really made from all these things. Take off your silver spurs and and help me pass the time. And I will give to you summer wine. Mmm-mm summer wine. Male: When I woke up the sun was shining in my eyes. My silver spurs were gone, my head felt twice its size. She took my silver spurs, a dollar and a dime. And left me cravin' for more summer wine. Ohh-oh-oh summer wine. Female: Strawberries, cherries and an angel's kiss in spring. My summer wine is really made from all these things. Take off your silver spurs and and help me pass the time. And I will give to you summer wine. Mmm-mm summer wine |
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