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My time coming, anyday, don't worry about me, no
Been so long I felt this way, I'm in no hurry, no Rainbows and down that highway where ocean breezes blow My time coming, voices saying they tell me where to go. Don't worry about me, nah nah nah, don't worry about me, no and I'm in no hurry, nah nah nah, I know where to go. California, preaching on the burning shore California, I'll be knocking on the golden door Like an angel, standing in a shaft of light Rising up to paradise, I know I'm gonna shine. My time coming, anyday, don't worry about me, no It's gonna be just like they say, them voices tell me so Seems so long I felt this way and time sure passin' slow Still I know I lead the way, they tell me where I go. Don't worry about me, no no no, don't worry about me, no and I'm in no hurry, no no no, I know where to go. California, a prophet on the burning shore California, I'll be knocking on the golden door Like an angel, standing in a shaft of light Rising up to paradise, I know I'm gonna shine. You've all been asleep, you would not believe me Them voices tellin' me, you will soon receive me Standin' on the beach, the sea will part before me Fire wheel burning in the air! You will follow me and we will ride to glory, way up, the middle of the air! And I'll call down thunder and speak the same and my work fills the sky with flame and might and glory gonna be my name and men gonna light my way. My time coming, anyday, don't worry about me, no It's gonna be just like they say, them voices tell me so Seems so long I felt this way and time sure passin' slow My time coming, anyday, don't worry about me, no Don't worry about me, no no no, don't worry about me, no and I'm in no hurry, no no no, don't worry about me, no. |
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Well, I was feelin' so bad, asked my family doctor 'bout what I had,
I said, "Doctor, Doctor, Mister M.D., can you tell me, what's ailing me?" He said, "Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah" All you need, all you really need: good lovin' Because you got to have lovin' (good lovin') Everybody got to have lovin' (good lovin') A little good lovin' now baby, good lovin'. So come on baby, squeeze me tight Don't you want your daddy to be all right? I said baby, now it's for sure, I've got the fever, you got the cure. He said, "Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah" All you need, all you really need: good lovin' Because you got to have lovin' (good lovin') Everybody got to have lovin' (good lovin') A little good lovin' now baby, good lovin'. Hey, got to have lovin' (good lovin') Well, you got to have lovin' (good lovin') Come on now and give me good lovin' (good lovin'). Well, I was feelin' sort of bad now, Asked my family doctor 'bout what I had, I said, "Doctor, Doctor, mister M.D., Can you tell me, what's ailing me?" He said, "Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah" All you need, all you really need: good lovin' Hey, now you got to have lovin' (good lovin') Everybody got to have lovin' (good lovin') Give me, give me, give me some lovin' (good lovin'). Come on now, everybody get right, (got to have lovin) You may be weak or you may be blind (got to have lovin') But even a blind man knows when the sun is shining (got to have lovin') So turn it on now (got to have lovin') Turn on, turn on your light (got to have lovin'). Gimme, gimme, gimme some lovin' (good lovin') Hey, now you got to have lovin' (good lovin') You need it, I need it, well you got to have lovin' (good lovin') Say it again now, good lovin'. Well turn on your light, you won't regret it (good lovin') You got to go for the good and get it (good lovin') Everybody, they got to have lovin' (good lovin') Hey, now you got to have lovin'. |
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32 teeth in a jawbone, alabama trying for none,
Before I have to hit him, I hope he's got the sense to run. Reason the poor girls love him, promise them everything, Why they all believe him? he wears a big diamond ring. Alabama getaway, getaway. alabama getaway, getaway, Only way to please me, ya just gotta leave and walk away. Major domo billy bojangles, sit down and have a drink with me, "what's this about alabama? it keeps a coming back to me. Heard your plea in the courthouse, witness box began to rock and rise, 49 sister states all had alabama in there eyes. Alabama getaway, getaway. alabama getaway, getaway, Only way to please me, ya just gotta leave and walk away. Major said why don't we give him rope enough to hang himself? No need to worry the jury, this kind takes care of themselves. 23rd psalm major domo, reserve me a table for three, Down in the valley of the shadow, just you, alabama, and me. Alabama getaway, getaway. alabama getaway, getaway, Only way to please me, ya just gotta leave and walk away. |
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In the timbers of Fennario
The wolves are running 'round The winter was so hard and cold Froze ten feet 'neath the ground Don't murder me I beg of you, don't murder me Please, don't murder me I sat down to my supper 'Twas a bottle of red whisky I said my prayers and went to bed That's the last they saw of me Don't murder me I beg of you, don't murder me Please, don't murder me When I awoke, the Dire Wolf Six hundred pounds of sin Was grinning at my window All I said was, "come on in" Don't murder me I beg of you, don't murder me Please, don't murder me The wolf came in, I got my cards We sat down for a game I cut my deck to the Queen of Spades But the cards were all the same Don't murder me I beg of you, don't murder me Please, don't murder me Don't murder me In the backwash of Fennari The black and bloody mire The Dire Wolf collects his dues While the boys sing 'round the fire Don't murder me I beg of you, don't murder me Please, don't murder me Don't murder me I beg of you, don't murder me Please, don't murder me No, no, no, don't murder me I beg of you, don't murder me Please, don't murder me Please, don't murder me |
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It must be getting early, clocks are running late
Paint-by-number morning sky looks so phony Dawn is breaking everywhere, light a candle, curse the glare Draw the curtains, I don't care 'cause it's alright I will get by I will get by I will get by I will survive I see you've got your list out, say your peace and get out Guess I get the gist of it, but it's alright Sorry that you feel that way, the only thing there is to say Every silver lining's got a touch of grey I will get by I will get by I will get by I will survive It's a lesson to me The Ables and the Bakers and the C's The ABC's we all must face Try to keep a little grace It's a lesson to me The Deltas and the East and the Freeze The ABC's we all think of And try to wean a little love I know the rent is in arrears, the dog has not been fed in years It's even worse than it appears, but it's alright Cow is giving kerosene, kid can't read at seventeen The words he knows are all obscene, but it's alright I will get by I will get by I will get by I will survive The shoe is on the hand it fits, there's really nothing much to it Whistle through your teeth and spit 'cause it's alright Oh well, a touch of grey kinda suits you anyway And that was all I had to say and it's alright I will get by I will get by I will get by I will survive We will get by We will get by We will get by We will survive We will get by We will get by We will get by We will survive |
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Carve your name
Carve your name in ice and wind Search for where Search for where the rivers end Or where the rivers start Do everything that's in you You feel to be your part But never give your love, my friend Unto a foolish heart Unto a foolish heart Dare to leap Leap from ledges high and wild Learn to speak Speak with wisdom like a child Directly to the heart Crown yourself the king of clowns Or stand way back apart But never give your love, my friend Unto a foolish heart Unto a foolish heart Shun a friend Shun a brother and a friend Never look Never look around the bend Or check the weather chart Sign the Mona Lisa With a spray can, call it art But never give your love, my friend Unto a foolish heart Unto a foolish heart A foolish heart will call on you To toss your dreams away Then turn around and blame you For the way you went astray A foolish heart will cost you sleep And often make you curse A selfish heart is trouble But a foolish heart is worse Bite the hand Bite the hand that bakes your bread Dare to leap Where the angels fear to tread Till you are torn apart Stoke the fires of paradise With coals from Hell to start But never give your love, my friend Unto a foolish heart Unto a foolish heart Unto a foolish heart Unto a foolish heart Unto a foolish heart Unto a foolish heart |
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Red and white, blue suede shoes
I'm Uncle Sam, how do you do? Gimme five, I'm still alive Ain't no luck, I learned to duck. Check my pulse, it don't change Stay seventy-two come shine or rain Wave the flag, pop the bag Rock the boat, skin the goat Wave that flag, wave it wide and high Summertime done, come and gone, my, oh, my I'm Uncle Sam, that's who I am Been hidin' out in a rock and roll band Shake the hand that shook the hand Of P.T. Barnum and Charlie Chan. Shine your shoes, light your fuse Can you use them ol' U.S. Blues? I'll drink your health, share your wealth Run your life, steal your wife. Wave that flag, wave it wide and high Summertime done, come and gone, my, oh, my Back to back chicken shack Son of a gun, better change your act We're all confused, what's to lose? Wave that flag, wave it wide and high. Summertime done, come and gone, my, oh, my. |
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Hey, comin' out around the world be ready for a brand new beat
Oh, summer's here and the time is right, oh, for dancing in the street Dancing in Chicago (dancing in the street) Down in New Orleans (dancing in the street) In New York City (dancing in the street) All we need is music, sweet music (sweet, sweet music) They'll be music everywhere (everywhere) They'll be laughing, singing, music swinging and dancing in the street It doesn't matter what you wear just as long as you are there They're dancing (dancing in the street) oh oh This is an invitation across the nation the chance for folks to meet There'll be swinging, swaying, music playing and dancing in the street Philadelphia, PA now (dancing in the street) Baltimore and D.C. (dancing in the street) Can't forget them other cities (dancing in the street) |
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Way down in the south of France all the ladies love to dance
kick their heels up in the air snap their fingers for romance While the gentlemen compare blonde or black or auburn hair check the motion and the style Oh, you know they take their while Hey, to make the motion more complete, yeah, to make it more a treat Club D'Jour is where to go come on down and see the show When the rhythm's really right you can burn it down tonight when the singing's really fine sweet as Spanish sherry wine When the club can't contain the beat it just rolls out in the street spills on down the avenue bringing dancers to their feet. When it's good as it can be it gets better wait and see oh, these folks don't ever sleep till they're passed out in the street Way down in the south of France all the ladies love to dance clap their hands and walk on air, yeah, the feeling's really there won't you take a little taste raise it to your charming face? When the rhythm's really right you can burn it down tonight when the singing's really fine sweet as Spanish sherry wine Go on take a chance, the ladies do love to dance. |
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You say you want to try again, wear it down between the lines
Well, I have a better end in mind it doesn't seem to really have you Close your eyes to see though I know you don't mean to be You are so far from me There was something I had caught inside screaming hard to make it go And tied me down low, it doesn't seem you really have to Close you eyes to see, you've been all you'll be to me Though I know you don't mean to be, it's just too late And we can't relate at all This is the last time I wanna say so long This song is my last song for you There's just nothing here to hold on to Baby, nothing to hold on to |
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Well I was drinkin' last night with a biker
And I showed him a picture of you I said, "Pal get to know her, you'll like her" Seemed like the least I could do Cause when he's chargin' his chopper Up and down your carpeted halls You will think me by contrast quite proper Never mind how I stumble and fall You imagine me sipping champagne from your boot For a taste of your elegant pride I may be going to hell in a bucket, babe But at least I'm enjoying the ride At least I'll enjoy the ride Aw you're a sweet little softcore pretender Somehow, baby got hard as it gets With your black leather chrome spiked suspenders And your chair and your whip and your pets Well we know you're the reincarnation Of the ravenous Catherine the Great And we know how you love your ovations To the Z-rated scenes you create (Z-rated scenes you create) You imagine me sipping champagne from your boot For a taste of your elegant pride I may be going to hell in a bucket, babe But at least I'm enjoying the ride At least I'll enjoy the ride Yeah! Least I'll enjoy the ride You analyze me, attempt to despise me, you laugh When I stumble and fall There may come a day I will dance on your grave If unable to dance I will crawl across it Unable to dance I will crawl Unable to dance I'll crawl You must really consider the circus It just might be your kind of zoo I can't think of a place that's more perfect For a person as perfect as you And it's not like I'm leaving you lonely Cause I wouldn't know where to begin Well I know you will think of me only When the snakes come marching in When the snakes come marching in You imagine me sipping champagne from your boot For a taste of your elegant pride I may be going to hell in a bucket, babe But at least I'm enjoying the ride At least I'm enjoying the ride Ride, ride, ride, ride At least I'm enjoying the ride Ride, ride, ride, ride At least I'm enjoying the ride Ride, ride, ride At least I'm enjoying the ride Ride, ride At least I'll enjoy the ride Ride, ride, ride, ride At least I'll enjoy the ride Ride, ride, ride At least I'm enjoying the ride Least I'm enjoying the ride Least I'm enjoying the ride Least I'm enjoying the ride Least I'm enjoying the ride Ride, ride Least I'm enjoying the ride |
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Well, there ain't nobody safer than someone who doesn't care.
And it isn't even lonely when no one's ever there. I had a lot of dreams once, but some of them came true... The honey's sometimes bitter when fortune falls on you. So you know I've been a soldier in the armies of the night. And I'll find the fatal error in what's otherwise all right. But here you're trembling like a sparrow, I will try with all my might To give you just a little sweetness... Just a little sweetness... Just a little light. I have always heard that virtue ought be its own reward, But it never comes so easy when you're living by the sword. It's even harder to be heartless when you look at me that way. You're as mighty as the flower that will grow the stones away. Even though I been a stranger, full of irony and spite Holding little but contempt for all things beautiful and bright, Something shines around you and it seems, to my delight To give me just a little sweetness... Just a little sweetness... Just a little sweetness... Just a little light. This could be just another highway, coiled up in the night. You could be just another white-tail, baby, stranded on my brights, There's a tingling recognition Like the sound of distant thunder And I begin to wonder If the love I've driven under Won't ignite. So you know I've been a soldier in the armies of the night. And I'll find the fatal error in what's otherwise all right. Something shines around you that seems, to my delight To give me just a little sweetness... Just a little sweetness... Just a little sweetness... Just a little light. |
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Gonna hop in the hack then turn on the key,
Pop in the clutch, let the wheels roll free, Not a cloud in the sky, such a sunny day, Push in the button, let the top ten play. Come on honey, let me sing 'em away, Come on honey, let me sing 'em away, Oh, honey, let me sing your blues away. Give me a little of that old time love, Cause I ain't never had near enough. Honey, walk that walk with style and grace, This ain't no knock-down drag-out race. It don't matter much, pick any gear, Brind you a pound and drop the rear. Baby, baby what can I say, I'm here to drive those blues away. I sent a letter to a man I know, Said, "One for the money and two for the show." I wait all summer for his reply Said, "Three to get ready and four to fly." Only two things in the world I love, That's rock 'n' roll and my turtle dove. When I was a young man I needed good luck, But I'm a little bit older now and I know my stuff. Come on honey, let me sing 'em away, Come on honey, let me sing 'em away, Oh, honey, let me sing your blues away. |
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A pistol shot, at five o'clock, the bells of heaven ring,
tell me what you done it for, No I won't tell you a thing. Yesterday I begged you before I hit the ground, all I leave behind me is only what I found. If you can abide it, let the hurdy-gurdy play, stranger ones have come by here before they flew away. I will not condemn you nor yet would I deny, I would ask the same of you, but failing, will not die. Take up your china doll, take up your china doll, it's only fractured and just a little nervous from the fall. La-la-la-la-la-la-la. |
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Firefly, can you see me?
Shine on, glowing, brief and brightly Could you imagine? One summer day, That same night be on your way Do you remember? Hearts were too cold Seasons have frozen us into our souls People were sayin' the whole world is burning Ashes have scattered too hard to turn Upside out or inside down False alarm, the only game in town No man's land, the only game in town Terrible, the only game in town Passenger, don't you hear me? Destination seen unclearly. What is a man deep down inside, What a raging beast with nothing to hide. Upside out or inside down False alarm, the only game in town No man's land, the only game in town Terrible, the only game in town |
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You're tellin me this town ain't got no heart
Well, well, well, you can never tell The sunny side of the street is dark Well, well, well, you can never tell Maybe that's cause it's midnight, In the dark of the moon besides Maybe the dark is from your eyes Maybe the dark is from your eyes Maybe the dark is from your eyes You know you got such dark eyes Nothin' shakin' on Shakedown Street Used to be the heart of town Don't tell me this town ain't got no heart You just gotta poke around You think you've seen this town clear through Well, well, well, you can never tell Nothin' here that could interest you Well, well, well, you can never tell It's not because you missed out On the thing that we had, to start Maybe you had too much too fast Maybe you had too much too fast Maybe you had too much too fast Nothin' shakin' on Shakedown Street Used to be the heart of town Don't tell me this town ain't got no heart You just gotta poke around Since I'm passing your way today Well, well, well, you can never tell I just stopped in cause I want to say Well, well, well, you can never tell I recall your darkness When it crackled like a thundercloud Don't tell me this town ain't got no heart Don't tell me this town ain't got no heart Don't tell me this town ain't got no heart When I can hear it beat out loud Nothin' shakin' on Shakedown Street Used to be the heart of town Don't tell me this town ain't got no heart You just gotta poke around Nothin' shakin' on Shakedown Street Used to be the heart of town Don't tell me this town ain't got no heart You just gotta poke around |
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I told Althea I was feeling lost
Lacking in some direction Althea told me upon scrutiny That my back might need protection I told Althea that treachery Was tearing me limb from limb Althea told me, now cool down boy Settle back easy, Jim You may be Saturday's child all grown Moving with a pinch of grace You may be a clown in the burial ground Or just another pretty face You may be the fate of Ophelia Sleeping and perchance to dream Honest to the point of recklessness Self-centred to the extreme Ain't nobody messin' with you but you Your friends are getting most concerned Loose with the truth, maybe its your fire Baby I hope you don't get burned When the smoke has cleared, she said That's what she said to me You're gonna want a bed to lay your head And a little sympathy There are things you can replace And others you cannot The time has come to weigh those things This space is gettin' hot You know this space is gettin' hot I told Althea, I'm a roving sign That I was born to be a bachelor Althea told me, OK that's fine So now I'm trying to catch her Can't talk to you without talking to me We're guilty of the same old things Thinking a lot about less and less And forgetting the love we bring |
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Shaking in the forest, what have you to fear?
Here there may be tigers, to punch you in the ear With gloves of stainless steel, bats carved out of brick Knock you down and beat you up and give your ass a kick When push comes to shove, you're afraid of love Shaking in the desert, now wherefore do you cry? Here there may be rattlesnakes, to punch you in the eye With shotgun's full of silver and bullet's made of glass String barbed wire at your feet, that do not let you pass When push comes to shove, you're afraid of love When push comes to shove When push comes to shove You're afraid of love When push comes to shove Shaking in the bedroom, covers on your head Cringing like a baby at the hand beneath the bed? Phantom in the closet, scratching at the door Believe it's the mystery killer that you saw on channel four When push comes to shove, you're afraid of love Shaking in the garden, the fear within you grows Here there may be roses, to punch you in the nose Twist their arms around you, snap you till you cry Wrap you in their sweet perfume and love you 'til you die When push comes to shove, you're afraid of love When push comes to shove When push comes to shove You're afraid of love When push comes to shove When push comes to shove When push comes to shove You're afraid of love When push comes to shove |
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There are times when you can beckon,
There are times when you must call. You can take a lot of reckoning, But you can't take it all. There are times when I can help you out, And times when you must fall. There are times when you must live in doubt And I can't help at all. Three blue stars rise on the hill Say no more now just be still All these trials soon be past Look for something built to last A wind held by the collar, Yes, a cloud held by the breeze You can walk on coals of fire But sometimes you must freeze There are times when you offend me And I do the same to you If we can't or won't forget it I guess we could be through One blue star sets on the hill Call it back you never will One more star sinks in the past Show me something built to last Built to last till time itself falls tumbling from the wall Built to last till sunshine fails and darkness moves on all Built to last while years roll past like cloudscapes in the sky Show me something built to last and something built to try There are times when you get hit upon Try hard but you can't give Other times you'd gladly part With what you need to live Don't waste your breath to save your face When you have done your best And even more is asked of you Fate will decide the rest All the stars are gone but one Morning breaks here comes the sun Cross the sky now sinking fast Show me something built to last |
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Julie catch a rabbit by his hair
Come back step, like to walk on air Get back home where you belong and don't you run off no more Don't hang your head let the two-time roll Grass shack nailed to a pine wood floor Ask the time? Baby I don't know Come back later, we'll let it show And I say row, Jimmy row Gonna get there? I don't know Seems a common way to go Get down, row, row, row row, row Here's my half a dollar if you dare double twist when you hit the air Look at Julie down below the levee doin the do-pas-o And I say row, Jimmy, row Gonna get there? I don't know Seems a common way to go Get down, row, row, row row, row Broken heart don't feel so bad Ain't got half a what you thought you had Rock your baby to and fro Not too fast and not too slow And I say row, Jimmy, row Gonna get there? I don't know Seems a common way to go Get down, row, row, row row, row That's the way it's been in town ever since they tore the juke box down Two-bit piece don't buy no more not so much as it done before And I say row, Jimmy, row Gonna get there? I don't know Seems a common way to go Get down, row, row, row row, row |
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Blue light rain, whoa unbroken chain,
Looking for familiar faces in an empty window pane. Listening for the secret, searching for the sound But I could only hear the preacher and the baying of his hounds. Willow sky, whoa, I walk and wonder why, They say love your brother, but you will catch it when you try. Roll you down the line boy, drop you for a loss, Ride you out on a cold railroad and nail you to a cross. November and more, as I wait for the score, They're telling me forgiveness is the key to every door. A slow winter day a night like forever, Sink like a stone, float like a feather. (instrumental) Lilac rain, unbroken chain, Song of the sawhet owl. Out on the mountain, it'll drive you insane, Listening to the winds howl Unbroken chain of sorrow and pearls, Unbroken chain of shy and sea. Unbroken chain of the western wind, Unbroken chain of you and me. |
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Inside you're burnin' I can see clear through
Your eyes tell more than you mean them to Lit up and flashin' like the reds and blues Out there on the neon avenue Well I, feel like a stranger (feel like a stranger) Well the music's thunderin', restless and hot You keep firin' me glances across the room And I can't stop wonderin' just what you got Get the feeling I'm going to find out real soon But I feel like a stranger (feel like a stranger) So let's get on with the show, let's go Yes, and the wheels it's smokin 'round midnight You show me a look that says "Let's go" Yes, and it feels about like running a red light Now there ain't no point in looking behind us, no! Still I feel like a stranger (feel like a stranger) You know It's gonna get stranger, let's get on with the show If this were love now how would I know? How would I know? Feel like a stranger Gonna be a long, long, crazy, crazy night Silky, silky, crazy, crazy night |
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Annie laid her head down in the roses.
She had ribbons, ribbons, ribbons, in her long brown hair. I don't know, maybe it was the roses, All I know I could not leave her there. I don't know, it must have been the roses, The roses or the ribbons in her long brown hair. I don't know, maybe it was the roses, All I know I could not leave her there. Ten years the waves roll the ships home from the sea, Thinkin' well how it may blow in all good company, If I tell another what your own lips told to me, Let me lay 'neath the roses, and my eyes no longer see. I don't know, it must have been the roses, The roses or the ribbons in her long brown hair. I don't know, maybe it was the roses, All I know I could not leave her there. One pane of glass in the window, No one is complaining, no, come in and shut the door, Faded is the crimson from the ribbons that she wore, And it's strange how no one comes round any more. I don't know, it must have been the roses, The roses or the ribbons in her long brown hair. I don't know, maybe it was the roses, All I know I could not leave her there. Annie laid her head down in the roses. She had ribbons, ribbons, ribbons, in her long brown hair. I don't know, maybe it was the roses, All I know I could not leave her there. |
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I'm looking for a chateau, 21 rooms but one will do
I'm looking for a chateau, 21 rooms but one will do I don't want to buy it I just want to rent it for a minute or two I met an old mistake walking down the street today I met an old mistake walking down the street today I didn't want to be mean about it I couldn't think of one good thing to say. West L.A. fadeaway, West L.A. fadeaway Big red light on the highway, little green light on the freeway. Got a steady job moving items for the mob Got a steady job moving items for the mob Know the pay's pathetic It's a shame those boys couldn't be more copasetic West L.A. fadeaway, West L.A. fadeaway Big red light on the highway, little green light on the freeway. I need a West L.A. girl, already know what I need to know I need a West L.A. girl, already know what I need to know Lord, just how far to go. West L.A. fadeaway, here's one chance you say. She tries to live by the Golden Rule. Said you treat other people right, Other people probably treat you cool. |
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A man and a woman come together
as strangers. When they part they're usually strangers still. It's like a practical joke played on us by our Maker. Empty bottles, that can't be filled. You fancy me to be the master of your feelings. You barely bruise me with your looks to kill. Though I admit we were sometimes brutal in our dealings, I never held you against your will. Chorus: Baby, who's to say it coulda been different Now that it's done. Baby, who's to say... Baby, who's to say that it shoulda been Anyway. Baby, who's to say... Baby, who's to say That it even matters in the long run. Who's to say. Give it just a minute. And it'll blow away. It's blow away. Your case against me is so Very clearly stated I please no contest, I turn and shrug. I've come to figure all importance overestimated. You must mean water when you beg for blood. |
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All the years combine
they melt into a dream A broken angel sings from a guitar In the end there's just a song comes crying like the wind through all the broken dreams and vanished years Stella Blue When all the cards are down there's nothing left to see There's just the pavement left and broken dreams In the end there's still that song comes crying like the wind down every lonely street that's ever been Stella Blue I've stayed in every blue-light cheap hotel Can't win for trying Dust off those rusty strings just one more time Gonna make em shine It all rolls into one and nothing comes for free There's nothing you can hold for very long And when you hear that song come crying like the wind it seems like all this life was just a dream Stella Blue |
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Loose Lucy is my delight, she come runnin' and we ball all night,
round and round and round and round and round and round and round, don't take much to get me on the ground. She's my yo-yo, I'm her string, listen to the birds on the hot wire sing, yeh-yeh yeh-yeh yeh-yeh yeh, singing, "Thank you, for a real good time!" I got jumped coming home last night, Shadow in the alley turned out all my lights, round and round and round and round and round and round and round, don't take much to get me on the ground. Loose Lucy, she was sore, says I know you don't want my love no more, yeh-yeh yeh-yeh yeh-yeh yeh, singing, "Thank you, for a real good time!" Be-bop baby how can this be? I know you been out a' cheating on me, round and round and round and round and round and round and round, don't take much to get the word around. Cross my heart and hope to die, I was just hanging out with the other guys, yeh-yeh yeh-yeh yeh-yeh yeh, singing, "Thank you, for a real good time!" Went back home with two black eyes, you know I'll love ya till the day I die, round and round and round and round and round and round and round, don't take much to get the word around. I like your smile but I ain't your type, don't shake the tree when its fruit ain't ripe, yeh-yeh yeh-yeh yeh-yeh yeh, singing yeh-yeh yeh-yeh yeh-yeh yeh, singing yeh-yeh yeh-yeh yeh-yeh yeh, singing, "Thank you, for a real good time!" |
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As I was walkin' 'round Grosvenor Square
Not a chill to the winter but a nip to the air, From the other direction, she was calling my eye, It could be an illusion, but I might as well try, might as well try. She had rings on her fingers and bells on her shoes. And I knew without askin' she was into the blues. She wore scarlet begonias tucked into her curls, I knew right away she was not like other girls, other girls. In the thick of the evening when the dealing got rough, She was too pat to open and too cool to bluff. As I picked up my matches and was closing the door, I had one of those flashes I'd been there before, been there before. Well, I ain't often right but I've never been wrong. It seldom turns out the way it does in this song. Once in a while you get shown the light In the strangest of places if you look at it right. Well there ain't nothing wrong with the way she moves, Or scarlet begonias or a touch of the blues. And there's nothing wrong with the look that's in her eyes, I had to learn the hard way-i had to let her pass by, let her pass by Wind in the willow's playin' "Tea for Two"; The sky was yellow and the sun was blue, Strangers stoppin' strangers just to shake their hand, Everybody's playing in the heart of gold band, heart of gold band. |
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Your rain falls like crazy fingers
Peals of fragile thunder keeping time Recall the days that still are to come some sing blue. Hang your heart on laughing willow stray Down to the water, deep sea of love beneath the sweet calm face of the sea swift undertow. Life may be sweeter for this, I don't know, See how it feels in the end. May Lady Lullaby sing plainly for you soft, strong, sweet and true. Cloud hands reaching from a rainbow tapping at the window, touch your hair So swift and bright strange figures of light float in air. Who can stop what must arrive now? Something new is waiting to be born Dark as the night you're still by my side shine inside . Gone are the days we stopped to decide where we should go, we just ride. Gone are the broken eyes we saw through in dreams gone, both dream and lie. Life may be sweeter for this, I don't know, Feels like it might be all right, While Lady Lullaby sings plainly through you Love still rings true. midnight on a carrocel ride, reaching for the gold ring down inside. Never could reach it, just slips away but I try. |
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Gazing at the fire, burning by the water
Before he speaks the world around us quiets. With eyes as sharp as arrows and turning to the fire He clears the air and cuts it with a feather. Many in a circle slowly 'round the fire When he is gone I want to know him better. No one is forsaken, no one is a liar, He plants the tree of life on our foreheads with water. He hums, there are drums, four winds, rising suns, We are singing and playing, I hear what he's saying. I remember breezes from winds inside your body keep me high, like I told you, I'll sing to them this story and know why. |
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Long distance runner, what you standin' there for?
Get up, get up, get out of the door Your playin' cold music on the barroom floor Drowned in your laughter and dead to the core. There's a dragon with matches that's loose on the town Take a whole pail of water just to cool him down. Fire! Fire on the mountain! Fire! Fire on the mountain! Fire! Fire on the mountain! Fire! Fire on the mountain! Almost ablaze still you don't feel the heat It takes all you got just to stay on the beat. You say it's a livin', we all gotta eat But you're here alone, there's no one to compete. If Mercy's a bus'ness, I wish it for you More than just ashes when your dreams come true. Fire! Fire on the mountain! Fire! Fire on the mountain! Fire! Fire on the mountain! Fire! Fire on the mountain! Long distance runner, what you holdin' out for? Caught in slow motion in a dash for the door. The flame from your stage has now spread to the floor You gave all you had. Why you wanna give more? The more that you give, the more it will take To the thin line beyond which you really can't fake. Fire! Fire on the mountain! Fire! Fire on the mountain! Fire! Fire on the mountain! Fire! Fire on the mountain! |
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Compass card is spinning, helm is swinging to and fro
Oh, where is the dog star, oh, where's the moon. You're a lost sailor, been away too long at sea. Somedays the gales are howling, sometimes the sea is still as glass. Oh, raise the main sail, oh, lash the mast. You're a lost sailor, been away too long at sea. Now the shorelines beckon, there is a price for being free. There's a sea bird cryin' and there's a ghost wind blowing And it's calling you, to that misty swirling sea. Till the chains of your dreams are broken, No place in this world you can be. You're a lost sailor, been away too long at sea. Now the shorelines beckon, there is a price for being free. You pay for being free, I'll tell ya freedom don't come easy, Free don't always come for free, Sometimes it's hard to know what to believe in. Where to go, who to go, where to be, who to be. That means you're driftin'.... driftin' Yeah driftin' and dreamin', really goin' on a dream now. Really goin' on a feelin', really goin' on a feelin'. Driftin', driftin' and dreamin'. Cause it's a place you've never been Maybe a place you've never seen now You can hear them callin' on the wind Driftin' and dreamin', driftin' and dreamin'. Really goin' on a dream now, really goin' on a dream now, Really goin' on a dream now. |
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I'd rather be in some dark hollow
Where the sun don't ever shine Than to be in some big city In a small room with a girl on my mind So blow your whistle freight train Take me far on down the track I'm going away I'm leaving today Well I'm going but I ain't coming back I'd rather be in some dark hollow Where the sun don't ever shine Than to see you another man's darling And to know that you'll never be mine So blow your whistle freight train Take me far on down the track I'm going away I'm leaving today Well I'm going but I ain't coming back I'd rather be in some dark hollow Where the sun don't ever shine Then to be home alone knowing that you're gone Would cause me to lose my mind So blow your whistle freight train Take me far on down the track I'm going away I'm leaving today Well I'm going but I ain't coming back I'm going away I'm leaving today Well I'm going but I ain't coming back |
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I know these rails we're on like I know my lady's smile,
We see a dozen dreams in every passing mile. Can't begin to count the trips she and I have made, But I wish I had a dollar for each time we've both been down this grade. And 100,000 tons of steel, made to roll. The brakes don't work and this grade's too steep, her engine's sure to blow. And 100,000 tons of steel, out of control, She's more a rollercoaster than the train I used to know. It's one hell of an understatement, to say she can't be beat. She's tempermental, more a bitch than a machine. She wasn't built to travel at speed or through mud slides. These wheels are bound to jump the tracks before they burn like the ties And 100,000 tons of steel, made to roll. The brakes don't work and this grade's too steep, her engine's sure to blow And 100,000 tons of steel, out of control She's more a rollercoaster than the train I used to know. Murphy sure out done himself to pick this stretch of track I can only hope my luck is ridin' in the back. Well I have pray to God this ain't the day we meet, I've done about everything, but try dragging my feet. And 100,000 tons of steel, made to roll. The brakes don't work and this grade's too steep, her engine's sure to blow And 100,000 tons of steel, out of control, She's more a rollercoaster than the train I used to know. Oh, oh I want to go down slow. |
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Patience runs out on the junkie
the dark side hires another soul did he steal his fate or earn it? was he force fed , did he learn it? whatever happened to his precious self control? Like him , i'm tired of try'n' to heal this tomcat heart with which i'm blessed is destruction lovings twin? may i chose to lose or win? maybe when my turn comes i will have guessed. These are the horns of the dilemma what truth this proof against all lies? when sacred fails before profane the wisest man is deemed insane even the purest of romantics compromise. What fixation feeds this fever? as the full moon pales and climbs am i living truth or rank deceiver? am i the victim or the crime? am i the victim or the crime? am i the victim or the crime , or the crime? And so i wrestle with the angel to see who'll reap the seeds i sow am i the driver or the driven? will i be damned to be forgiven? is there anybody here but me who needs to know? What it is that feeds this fever as the full moon pales and climbs am i living truth or rank deceiver? am i the victim or the crime? am i the victim or the crime? am i the victim or the crime , or the crime? |
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Out on the edge of an empty highway, howling at the blood on the moon,
Big diesel Mack truck rolling down my way, can't hit that border too soon. Running hard out of Muskrat Flats, it was sixty days or double life, Hail on my back like a shotgun blast, high wind chimes in the night. Oh, oh the Pride of Cucamonga, oh, oh bitter olives in the sun, Oh, oh I had me some lovin', and I done some time. Since I came down from Oregon, there's a lesson or two I've learned By standing in the road alone, standing watching the fires burn. The northern sky it stinks with greed, you can smell it for miles around, Good ole boys in the Greystone Hotel, sitting doing that git on down. Oh, oh the Pride of Cucamonga, of, of silver apples in the sun, I see your silver shining town, but I know I can't go there -- Your streets run deep with poisoned wine, your doorways crawl with fear. So I think I'll drift for ol' where it's at, where the weed grows green and fine And wrap myself around a bush of that bright, whoa, on Oaxaca vine. Yes, it's me, I'm the Pride of Cucamonga, I can see golden forests in the sun. |
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I need a woman 'bout twice my age
A lady of nobility, gentility and rage Splendor in the dark, lightning on the draw We'll go right through the book and break each and every law. I got a feeling and it won't go away, oh no Just one thing then I'll be OK I need a miracle every day. I need a woman 'bout twice my height Statuesque, raven-dressed, a goddess of the night. Her secret incantations, a candle burning blue We'll consult the spirits maybe they'll know what to do. And it's real and it won't go away, oh no I can't get around and I can't run away I need a miracle every day. I need a woman 'bout twice my weight A ton of fun who packs a gun with all her freight Find her in a sideshow leave her in L.A. Ride her like a surfer running on a tidal wave. And it's real, believe what I say, yeah Just one thing I got to say I need a miracle every day. It takes dynamite to get me up Too much of everything is just enough One more thing I just got to say I need a miracle every day, I need a miracle every day, I need a miracle every day, (got to be the only way) I need a miracle |
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This must be heaven, tonight I cross the line.
You must be the angel, I though I might never find. Was it you I heard singing, Oh while I was chasin' dreams. Driven by the wind, like the dust that blows around, And the rain fallin' down, but I never know. Got to be heaven, cause here's where the rainbow ends. If this ain't the real thing, then it's close enough to pretend. When that wind blows, when the night's about to fall. You can hear the silence call, it's a certain sort of sound, Like the rain fallin' down. Holes in what's left of my reason, holes in the knees of my blues. Odds against me been increasin', but I'll pull through. I never could read no road map, I don't know what the weather might do. But when that rich wind whines and I see the dark star shine, I got a feeling there's no time to lose, no time to lose. Never know now, just don't never know, no. Well it's been heaven, but even the rainbows will end. Now my sails are fillin' and the wind is willin'. And I'm as good as gone again. I'm still walkin', so I'm sure that I can dance. Just a Saint of Circumstance, just a tiger in a trance. And the rain fallin' down, well, you never know, just don't know. Listen, sure don't know what I going for, but I'm gonna go for it for sure... |
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A pistol shot, at five o'clock, the bells of heaven ring,
tell me what you done it for, No I won't tell you a thing. Yesterday I begged you before I hit the ground, all I leave behind me is only what I found. If you can abide it, let the hurdy-gurdy play, stranger ones have come by here before they flew away. I will not condemn you nor yet would I deny, I would ask the same of you, but failing, will not die. Take up your china doll, take up your china doll, it's only fractured and just a little nervous from the fall. La-la-la-la-la-la-la. |
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Picture a bright blue ball
Just spinning, spinning free Dizzy with eternity Paint it with a skin of sky, Brush in some clouds and sea Call it home for you and me A peaceful place or so it looks from space [A] closer look reveals the human race Full of hope, full of grace is the human face But afraid we may lay our home to waste There's a fear down here we can't forget Hasn't got a name just yet Always awake, always around Singing ashes, ashes all fall down (ashes, ashes all fall down) Now watch as the ball revolves and the nighttime falls And again the hunt begins, and again the bloodwind calls By and by again, the morning sun will rise [But] the darkness never goes from some mens eyes (oh no) It strolls the sidewalks and it rolls the streets It's taking turf, dividing up meat Nightmare spook, piece of heat It's you and me, You and me Flashblade in ghetto night Rudies looking for a fight Rat cat alley roll them bones Need that cash to feed that jones And the politicians throwing stones Singing ashes, ashes all fall down (ashes, ashes all fall down) Commissars and pin-striped bosses roll the dice Any way they fall, guess who gets to pay the price Money green, the proletarian gray Selling guns instead of food today So the kids they dance, they shake their bones While the politicians throwing stones Singing ashes, ashes all fall down (ashes, ashes all fall down) Heartless powers try to tell us what to think If the spirit's sleeping, then the flesh is ink History's page will be neatly carved in stone The future's here ? we are it ? we are on our own (on our own, on our own! On our own!) If the game is lost then we're all the same No one left to place or take the blame We will leave this place an empty stone Oh that shinning ball We can call our home So the kids they dance, they shake their bones While the politicians are throwing stones Singing ashes, ashes all fall down (ashes, ashes all fall down) Shooting powders back and forth Singing black goes south while white comes north And the whole world full of petty wars Singing "I got mine and you got yours" And the current fashions set the pace Lose your step, fall out of grace And the radical, he rant and rage, Singing "someone got to turn the page!" And the rich man in his summer home, Singing "just leave well enough alone!" But his pants are down, his cover's blown And the politicians throwing stones So the kids they dance they shake their bones Cause its all too clear were on our own Singing ashes, ashes all fall down (ashes, ashes all fall down) Picture a bright blue ball just spinning, spinning free It's dizzying, the possibilities Ashes, ashes all fall down (ashes, ashes all fall down) |
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We don't own this place, though we act as if we did,
It's a loan from the children of our children's kids. The actual owners haven't even been born yet. Bur we never tend the garden and rarely we pay the rent, Most of it is broken and the rest of it is bent Put it all on plastic and I wonder where we'll be when the bills hit. We can run, But we can't hide from it. Of all possible worlds, We only got one: We gotta ride on it. Whatever we've done, We'll never get far from what we leave behind, Baby, we can run, run, run, but we can't hide. Oh no, we can't hide. I'm dumpin' my trash in your back yard Makin' certain you don't notice really isn't so hard You're so busy with your guns and all of your excuses to use them. Well, it's oil for the rich and babies for the poor, We got everyone believin' that more is more, If a reckoning comes, maybe we will know what to do then. All these complications seem to leave no choice, I heard the tongues of billion speak with just one voice, Saying, "Just leave all the rest to me, I need it worse than you, you see." And then I heard.... The sound of one child crying. Today I went walking in the amber wind, There's a hole in the sky where the light pours in I remembered the days when I wasn't afraid of the sunshine. But now it beats down on the asphalt land Like a hammering blow from God's left hand What little still grows cringes in the shade till the night time. |
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Right outside this lazy summer home
You ain't got time to call your soul a critic, no Right outside the lazy gate Of winter's summer home Wondering where the nuthatch winter's Wings a mile long Just carried the bird away Wake up to find out that you are the eyes of the world But the heart has its beaches, its homeland and thoughts of its own Wake now discover that you are the song that the morning brings But the heart has its seasons, its evenings and songs of its own There comes a redeemer and he slowly, too, fades away And there follows his wagon behind him that's loaded with clay And the seeds that were silent all burst into bloom and decay And night comes so quiet, its close on the heels of the day Sometimes we live no particular way but our own And sometimes we visit your country and live in your home Sometimes we ride on your horses, sometimes we walk alone Sometimes the songs that we hear are just songs of our own |
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My baby gives me the finance blues
Tax me to the limit of my revenues Here she comes finger-poppin', clickety-click She says furs or diamonds, you can take your pick She wants money, what she wants, She wants money, what she wants, She wants money, what she wants, She wants money, what she wants, Money money, money money money, Money money, money money money She say, "Money, honey", I draw a blank, I just load my gun and mosey down to the bank Knockin' off my neighborhood savings and loan, To keep my sweet chiquita in eau de cologne She wants money, what she wants, She wants money, what she wants, Money money, money money money, Money money, money money money Mama don't send me down to rob that bank again, I got a notion that you're leadin' me to sin Won't you relax, won't you lay way back, Don't you bug your honey 'bout no Cadillac It's only bucks, you don't need no jack So won't you please relax and lay way back My baby's lovin' gives me such a thrill It gives me inspiration makin' counterfeit bills Now some folks say the best things in life are free, I sure don't get no lovin' livin' honestly! She wants money, what she wants, She wants money, what she wants, Money money, money money money, Money money, money money money Lord made a lady out of Adam's rib, Next thing you know, you got the women's lib Lovely to look upon, Heaven to touch It's a real shame they got to cost so much! |
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Voices slide down off the mountain, sunlight turning red
Falls on the earth and it spreads Even the families lower their heads as they ride Age old faces of the mountains looming naturally I wonder if they're looking at me, their monumental eyes I can feel In the glow of the twilight the thought of home Reminds me now I'm reaching out to you Anything I can do to be safe and warm in your arms All I have from the heart of you I'd meet you anywhere in the country or anywhere on the sea All over the world it could be I would follow you with the heart of me Remembering you hold me tight in tomorrow morning's light I will fine you When I awoke the stars were out and shining, shining for you and me All I ever wanna be is save and warm in your arms All I have, from the heart of me |
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I BEEN ALL AROUND THIS WORLD
Music: Traditional Lyrics: Traditional Upon the Blue Ridge mountains That's where I'll take my stand Upon the Blue Ridge mountains That's where I'll take my stand A rifle on my shoulder Six-shooter in my hand, Lord, Lord I been all around this world Lulu, my Lulu Come and open the door Lulu, my Lulu Come and open the door Before I have to walk on in With my old forty-four, Lord, Lord I been all around this world Hang me, oh hang me I'll be dead and gone Hang me, oh hang me Well, I'll be dead and gone I wouldn't mind your hangin', boys, but you wait in jail so long, Lord, Lord I been all around this world Upon the Blue Ridge mountains That's where I'll take my stand Upon the Blue Ridge mountains That's where I'll take my stand A rifle on my shoulder Six-shooter in my hand, Lord, Lord I been all around this world |
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When the last rose of summer pricks my finger,
And the hot sun chills me to the bone, When I can't hear the song for the singer, And I can't tell my pillow from a stone, I will walk alone by the black muddy river, And sing me a song of my own, I will walk alone by the black muddy river, And sing me a song of my own. When the last bolt of sunshine hits the mountain, And the stars start to splatter in the sky, When the moon hits the southwest horizon, With the scream of an eagle on the fly, I will walk alone by the black muddy river, And listen to the ripples as they moan, I will walk alone by the black muddy river, And sing me a song of my own. Black muddy river, roll on forever, I don't care how deep or wide, if you've got another side, Roll muddy river, roll muddy river, black muddy river, roll. When it seems like the night will last forever, And there's nothing left to do but count the years, When the strings of my heart begin to sever, And stones fall from my eyes instead of tears, I will walk alone, by the black muddy river, And dream me a dream of my own, I will walk alone, by the black muddy river, And sing me a song of my own, sing me a song of my own. |
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Standing on the moon
I got no cobweb on my shoe Standing on the moon I'm feeling so alone and blue I see the gulf of Mexico As tiny as a tear The coast of California Must be somewhere over here - over here Standing on the moon I see the battle rage below Standing on the moon I see the soldiers come and go There's a metal flag beside me Someone planted long ago Old Glory standing stiffly Crimson, white and indigo - indigo I see all of Southeast Asia I can see El Salvador I hear the cries of children And the other songs of war It's like a mighty melody That rings down from the sky Standing here upon the moon I watch it all roll by - all roll by Standing on the moon With nothing else to do A lovely view of heaven But I'd rather be with you Standing on the moon I see a shadow on the sun Standing on the moon The stars go fading one by one I hear a cry of victory And another of defeat A scrap of age old lullaby Down some forgotten street Standing on the moon Where talk is cheap and vision true Standing on the moon But I would rather be with you Somewhere in San Francisco On a back porch in July Just looking up to heaven At this crescent in the sky Standing on the moon With nothing left to do A lovely view of heaven But I'd rather be with you - be with you |
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Went to see the captain
Strangest I could find Laid my proposition down I laid it on the line I won't slave for beggar's pay Likewise gold and jewels But I would slave to learn the way To sink your ship of fools Ship of fools On a cruel sea Ship of fools Sail away from me It was later than I thought When I first believed you Now I cannot share your laughter Ship of fools Saw you first ship sink and drown From rockin' of the boat And all that could not sink or swim Was just left there to float I won't leave you drifting down But, whoa, it makes me wild With thirty years upon my head To have you call me child Ship of fools On a cruel sea Ship of fools Sail away from me It was later than I thought When I first believed you Now I cannot share your laughter Ship of fools The bottles stand as empty As they were filled before And time that was in plenty But from that cup no more Though I would not caution all I still might warn a few Don't lend your hand to raise no flag Atop no ship of fools Ship of fools On a cruel sea Ship of fools Sail away from me It was later than I thought When I first believed you Now I cannot share your laughter Ship of fools It was later than I thought When I first believed you Now I cannot share your laughter Ship of fools |
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1948, Xmas eve, with a full moon over town
Stagger Lee shot Billy DeLions And he blew that poor boy down. Do you know what he shot him for? What do you make of that? Cause Billy DeLions threw the lucky dice Won Stagger Lee's Stetson hat. Bayo, Bayo, tell me how can this be? You arrest the girls for turning tricks But you're scared of Stagger Lee. Stagger Lee is a madman and he shot my Billy D. Bayo go get him or give the job to me. Delia DeLions, dear sweet Delia-D How the hell can I arrest him? He's twice as big as me. Well don't ask me to go downtown, I won't come back alive (no more). Not only is that mother big but he packs a .45 (four). Bayo, Delia said, just give me a gun he shot my Billy dead now I'm gonna see him hung. She went into the DeLion's club through Billy DeLions blood Stepped up to Stagger Lee at the bar, Said, "Buy me a gin fizz, love." As Stagger Lee lit a cigarette she shot him in the balls Blew the smoke off her revolver, had him dragged to city hall Bayo, Bayo, see you hang him high He shot my Billy dead and now he's got to die. Delia went a walking down on Singapore Street A three-piece band on the corner played "Near My God to Thee" But Delia whistled a different tune, what tune could it be? The song that woman sung was "Look Out Stagger Lee". The song that Delia sung was "Look Out Stagger Lee". |
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Good, good morning, so good to see you weren't just a dream of mine
Real as a raven, real as thunder, real as the sun shinin' But still so very undefined Can't imagine what's behind those sleepy eyes Little stranger, don't try to hide now You look so young when you're afraid There is no danger, but from the devil He may want you, but I'm in his way You don't know how easy it is You don't know how easy it is to love you And come the moonrise when the dew falls Don't be the sun that fades away Don't leave me darkness, she's no lover, she hides the day |
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Once upon a time there was an engineer.
Drove a locomotive both far and near. Accompanied by a monkey that would sit on a stool Watching everything the engineer would do One day the engineer wanted a bite to eat, He left the monkey sitting on the driver's seat, The monkey pulled the throttle, the locomotive jumped the gun And did 80 miles an hour down the mainline run. Big locomotive right on time, big locomotive coming down the line. Big locomotive No. 99, left the engineer with a worried mind. The engineer called up the dispatcher on the phone, To tell him all about his locomotive was gone. Dispatcher got on the wire, switch operator to the right, Cause the monkey's got the main line sewed up tight. The switch operator got the message on time, Said there's a Northbound livin' on the same main line, Open up the switch I'm gonna let him through the hole, Cause the monkey's got the locomotive under control. Big locomotive right on time, big locomotive coming down the line. Big locomotive No. 99, left the engineer with a worried mind. |
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South of Market in the land of ruin
You get all manner of action Tinsel tigers in The Metal Room Stalking satisfaction. They got 'em packaged up for love and money Tattooed tots and chrome spike bunnies Check my conscience at the DMZ And roll on in, gonna roll in it, honey But I get a feelin' like when big things collide Like the crack before the thunder, like I really ought to hide And here comes Metal Angel, she looks ready to ride; & What's that she's tryin' to show me..? What's that you're tryin' to show me..? Picasso Moon, shattered light Diamond bullets ripping up the night Picasso Moon, liberate me, From the middle of eternity, Something hooks her little finger at me, An' it's bigger than a drive-in movie, ooooo-eeee. Bigger than a drive-in movie, ooooo-eeee. Hangin' ten out on space and time Redefining distance. The next skull on your necklace is mine: Cheap for such assistance I had a job trading bits for pieces We'd make wrinkles, advertise them as creases Please, find my resignation enclosed, Roll with it, roll with it, we gonna roll in it, honey.., Dark Angel, What's botherin' you? So strange, you'll do me all that you do Dark Angel, you're makin' me blue.., I guess it doesn't matter.., I guess it doesn't matter... Picasso Moon, blinding ball, Spinning fire, the lightning calls Picasso Moon, fall into the sky Rarin' out, I'm gonna testify And stare a shout into that burning eye, Bigger than a drive-in movie, oh my. Bigger than a drive-in movie, oh my. Strikes morning; the atomic dawn, Scramble back to cover. Quick, pop your mirrored sunglasses on, My little leather-winged lover. I see your face printed on my money, Your blazin' ways really move me, honey..! Heart of darkness, Yea-e-yea-e-e-hoo.., Why'm I laughing? This ain't funny Dark Angel, now just don't start.., You'll break my spirit, wreck my heart You must have a license for practisin' that art. I don't presume to imagine. I don't presume to imagine. Picasso Moon, fractal flame Blazing lace filling every frame Picasso Moon, wheels within wheels What's true when everything's real? It's all new, I'm gonna scatter the seals Bigger than a drive-in movie, for real. Bigger than a drive-in movie, for real. |
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I was born in the desert Raised in a lion's den
I was born in the desert Raised in a lion's den Oh, my number one occupation is stealing women from their men Well, I'm a wanted man in Texas, busted jail and I'm gone for good. Said, I'm a wanted man in Texas, busted jail and I'm gone for good. Well, the sheriff couldn't catch me, But his little girl sure wish she could. Well now the doctor call me crazy, sometimes I am, sometimes I ain't, Said now the doctor call me crazy, sometimes I am, sometimes I ain't, Yes, and the preacher man call me sinner But his little girl call me saint. Well a couple shots of whiskey women 'round here start looking good, I said a couple shots of whiskey women 'round here start looking good, A couple more shots of whiskey, I'm going down to Minglewood. Said, I was born in the desert Raised in a lion's den Said, I was born in the desert Raised in a lion's den Yes and my number one occupation is stealing women from their men I was born in the desert Raised in a lion's den Oh, my number one occupation is stealing women from their men |
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Don't ease, don't ease, don't ease me in.
I've been all night long comin' home, don't ease me in. When I turned around sweet mama, she was way across town So I'm walkin' down the street with a dollar in my hand I've been lookin' for a woman sweet mama, ain't got no man. The girl I love, she's sweet and true, You the dress she wears, sweet mama, it's pink and blue, She brings me coffee, she brings me tea, She brings me 'bout every damn thing but the jailhouse keys. |
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Lyrics: Robert Hunter Music: Traditional There was a wealthy merchant, in London he did dwell He had a beautiful daughter, the truth to you I'll tell Oh, the truth to you I'll tell She had sweethearts aplenty, and men of high degree But none but Jack the sailor, her true love there could be Oh, her true love there could be Jackie's gone a-sailing with trouble on his mind He's left his native country, and his darling girl behind Oh, his darling girl behind She went down to a tailor's shop and dressed in mens' array She climbed on board a vessel to convey herself away Oh, to convey herself away. Before you get on board, sir, your name we'd like to know She smiled all in her countenance, "They call me Jack-A-Roe." Oh, they call me Jack-A-Roe. I see your waist is slender, your fingers they are small Your cheeks too red and rosy to face the cannonball. Oh, to face the cannonball. I know my waist is slender, my fingers, they are small But it would not make me tremble to see ten thousand fall Oh, to see ten thousand fall. The wars then being over, she went and looked around Among the dead and wounded, her darling boy she found Oh, her darling boy she found. She picked him up all in her arms and carried him to the town She sent for a physician who quickly healed his wounds Oh, who quickly healed his wounds. This couple, they got married, so well they did agree This couple, they got married, so why don't you and me Oh, so why don't you and me? |
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Little girl lost
In a forest of dreams. It's a dark old wood And it's damp with dew. Hoot owl hoots For a moment it seems Something big and cold Got ahold of you. Just when everything gets scary, Daddy's come 'round for his darlin' again. Hold my hand with your little fingers. Daddy's loving arms gonna gather you in. Ain't no way the Bogeyman can get you, You can close your eyes, the world is gonna let you, Your daddy's here and never will forget you, I will take you home. I will take you home. Gonna carry you back home In my arms. I will take you home. Long is the road We must travel on down. Short are the legs That will struggle behind. I wish I knew for sure Just where we're bound, What we will be doin' And what we're gonna find. Wherever we go, there will be birds to cheer you Flowers to color in the fields around. Wherever we go, I'll be right here near you You can't get lost when you're always found. Ain't no fog that's thick enough to hide you Your daddy's gonna be right here beside you If your fears should start to get inside you. I will take you home. I will take you home. Gonna carry you back home In my arms. I will take you home. |
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If I had the world to give, I'd give it to you
Long as you live, would you let it fall, or hold it all in your arms? If I had a song to sing, I'd sing it to you as long as you live, lullaby or maybe a plain serenade wouldn't you laugh, dance, and cry or be afraid at the change you made I may not have the world to give to you But maybe I have a tune or two Only if you let me be your world Could I ever give this world to you But I will give what love I have to give, I will give what love I have to give, I will give what love I have to give, long as I live. If I had a star to give, I'd give it to you long as you live, would you have the time to watch it shine, watch it shine or ask for the moon and heaven too? I'd give it to you. Well maybe I've got no star to spare, or anything fine or even rare, only if you let me be your world, could I ever give this world to you. could I ever give this world to you. |
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If You Go Down To Deep Ellem Put Your Money In Your Shoes
The Women In Deep Ellem They Give You The Deep Ellem Blues Oh, sweet Mama, Your Daddy's Got Them Deep Ellem Blues Once I Had A Girlfriend, She Meant The World To Me She Went Down To Deep Ellem, Now She Ain't What She Used To Be Once I Knew A Preacher, Preached The Bible Thru And Thru He Went Down To Deep Ellem, Now His Preaching Days Are Thru When You Go Down To Deep Ellem To Have A Little Fun, Have Your Ten Dollars Ready When The Police Man Comes When you go down to Deep Ellem put your money in your pants Cause the women in Deep Ellem they don't give a man a chance Oh, Sweet Mama, Your Daddy's Got Them Deep Ellem Blues. |
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I have seen where the wolf has slept by the silver stream.
I can tell by the mark he left you were in his dream. Ah, child of countless trees. Ah, child of boundless seas. What you are, what you're meant to be Speaks his name, though you were born to me, Born to me, Cassidy... Lost now on the country miles in his Cadillac. I can tell by the way you smile he's rolling back. Come wash the nighttime clean, Come grow this scorched ground green, Blow the horn, tap the tambourine Close the gap of the dark years in between You and me, Cassidy... Quick beats in an icy heart. catch-colt draws a coffin cart. There he goes now, here she starts: Hear her cry. Flight of the seabirds, scattered like lost words Wheel to the storm and fly. Faring thee well now. Let your life proceed by its own design. Nothing to tell now. Let the words be yours, I'm done with mine. (Repeat) |
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To lay me down, once more
to lay me down with my head in sparklin' clover to lay me down, one last time, to lay me down To be with you, once more, to be with you. With our bodies close together let the world go by, like the clouds a'streamin' to lay me down, one last time, to lay me down to lay me down, to lay me down, to lay me down, one last time, to lay me down to lie with you, once more, to lie with you with our dreams entwined together to wake beside you, my love still sleepin' to tell sweet lies, one last time and say good night to lay me down, to lay me down, to lay me down, one last time, to lay me down, one last time, to lay me down to lay me down, to lay me down, to lay me down, to lay me down to lay me down |
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Why I married me a bad girl, tell you the reason why
Bad girls will even do things on the sly Look for your supper to be good and hot She never even put a stew bone in the pot She's on the road again, sure as you're born Natural born easy on the road again Friend come by, say looking for his hat Wants to know where your husband's at I don't know, he's on his way to the pen Come on pretty mama, let's get on the road again Went to my house the front door was locked Went 'round to my window, but my window was locked Jumped right back, shook my head, Big old rounder in my folding bed Jumped into the window, broke the glass Never seen that little rounder run so fast Come on pretty mama, let's get on the road again |
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All I know is something like a bird within her sang,
All I know she sang a little while and then flew on, Tell me all that you know, I'll show you snow and rain. If you hear that same sweet song again, will you know why? Anyone who sings a tune so sweet is passin' by, Laugh in the sunshine, sing, cry in the dark, fly through the night. Don't cry now, don't you cry, don't you cry anymore. Sleep in the stars, don't you cry, dry your eyes on the wind. All I know is something like a bird within her sang, All I know she sang a little while and then flew off, Tell me all that you know, I'll show you snow and rain. |
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If my words did glow with the gold of sunshine
And my tunes were played on the harp unstrung Would you hear my voice come through the music Would you hold it near as it were your own? It's a hand-me-down, the thoughts are broken Perhaps they're better left unsung I don't know, don't really care Let there be songs to fill the air Ripple in still water When there is no pebble tossed Nor wind to blow Reach out your hand if your cup be empty If your cup is full may it be again Let it be known there is a fountain That was not made by the hands of men There is a road, no simple highway Between the dawn and the dark of night And if you go no one may follow That path is for your steps alone Ripple in still water When there is no pebble tossed Nor wind to blow You who choose to lead must follow But if you fall, you fall alone If you should stand, then who's to guide you If I knew the way I would take you home La da da da La da da da da La da da La da La da da da La da da da La da da da da La da da da La da da da da |
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