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Don't you come down
Don't you feel bad Even though your dreams are of The things you've never had Close to the earth Near to the sun Reflecting your own life You can see that you Can be more than one Hear the bells ring, morning has come Over the town the morning star fades in the dawn Voices of time bringing surprise Voices that sing in waking moments To look into life's eye Aren't you glad it's another day Look and tell So you though you would run away But you know that way too well Rhythms of rhyme Seasons shall say To look at a longer life now A longer yesterday Don't you come down You know you're the one Looking at tomorrow Let your your troubles Fade and fly into the sun |
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Clark
It's ten PM and I should have made the road tonight The moon was out and the clouds came in and took it's light My suitcase is over there somehow I just don't care Cause I don't want to be anywhere but right here tonight The rains came down and I should have made an early plane Where I'd rather be if it can't be seen then I can't explain It's so warm in here and I want to hold you near And there is no pain or fear right here tonight With tomorrows dawn I will carry on what I've set aside It's not a matter of my faith or of my pride It just seems so insane to strike out in the rain When it's so easy to remain right here tonight |
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Clark
Funny how the circle turns around first your up and then your down again Though the circle takes what it may give Each time around it makes you live again Funny how the circle is a wheel And it can steal someone who is a friend Funny how the circle takes your flight And if it's it right it brings you back again Funny how the circle turns around You think your lost and then you're found again Though you always look for what you know Each time around it's something new again |
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Clark
I came into town on a Monday morning The tall buildings breaking up the city sky The streets were wet it had just been pouring Like the clouds above the storm just had to cry I trained my eye on a police cruiser I watched and I gulped as he passed me by I looked around to see the street lights changing And a voice down deep inside me asked me why Running through my thoughts Were the memories of the days that I had left behind Way down in my soul were the hope That better days were always there to find The fog rolled in and the lights grew dimmer And the sound of the city streets seemed amplified In the misty morning when it had just been pouring Like the clouds above the storm just had to cry Like the clouds above the storm just had to cry |
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Flatt-Scruggs
Darling I´ve come to tell you though it really breaks my heart But before the morning dawn we´ll be many miles apart Can´t you hear the night birds crying far across the raging sea Why of others you are thinking Won´t you ever think of me Don´t that road look rough and rocky Don´t that sea look wide and deep Don´t my baby look the sweetest when she´s in my arms asleep Can´t you hear... |
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Clark
I´m a roadmaster baby and I spent my life on the road I´m a traveling musician and I`m carrying a pretty big load I´ve spend my days driving down the highway When the show is over I gotta do it my way So look out honey `cause a roadmaster´s on the road I met a pretty woman down in Nashville, Tennessee She said she´d blew the harp if I could blow a number and see The evening was nice, I knew her pretty well She said she´d like to stick around and talk for a spell But tomorrow I´ll be wakin´ and a roadmaster´s got to move on One evening at a truck stop when I was on the way to a gig somewhere some slick-back truck drivers started givin´me some shit about my long hair I just smiled, I told them they were right and I snuck out the door like a thief in the night Got the four wheels a-turnin´, got the roadmaster back on the road I´m a fool for the highway, I never thought of settling down I like to play my music when there´s lots of pretty women around Never noticed any difference between a woman and a lady I love em all from sixteen to eighty when the moon is shining and the roadmaster´s on the road I´m a roadmaster baby and I spent my life in the road I´m a traveling guitar picker and I feel I got a big load I´ve spend my days driving down the highway When the show is over I gotta do it my way So look out honey `cause a roadmaster´s on the road |
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Clark
I see the travelers comin' I watch them rollin' down the line I see the transits movin' I remember the railroad line. I see some smilin' faces Common place like they've peace of mind. So many different places I remember there's more than one kind. From a place that I can call my home Down the road that I must call my own I see no easy way (But) Today I've got to say I don't mind seeing what I'm being shown So I see the jet planes flying I watch them out of sight I keep on what I'm tryin' Hoping that time will treat me right I remember the railroad line. |
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Clark
You were born into the storm Cast adrift upon a wave To be living and make life begin Like the ancient mystic ship Bounding seaward toward the sun Becomes a cosmic dancer in the wind Stars that shine and rains that swirls Sparkling sands of endless worlds Driven by the thought that men are free Love that makes and breaks a man Memories fade and new ones stand And another ship bounds through the sea Like in dreams sometimes it's so confusing to change When you move from where you have been To where you have come Like in life when you look in to a child's eyes They see it's all very clear It's near and then gone Before the rising of the sun Before the whirling winds were stirred Before the simple rhymes of men were sung Before the age of hate and pride Before we laughed, before we cried We were all contained and then begun |
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