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If you could read my mind
If you could read my mind love What a tale my thoughts could tell Just like an old time movie bout a ghost from a wishin well In a castle dark or a fortress strong With chains upon my feet You know that ghost is me And I will never be set free As long as Im a ghost that you cant see If I could read your mind love What a tale your thoughts could tell Just like a paperback novel The kind that drugstores sell When you reach the part where the heartaches come The hero would be me But heroes often fail And you wont read that book again Because the endings just too hard to take Id walk away like a movie star Who gets burned in a three way script Enter number two A movie queen to play the scene Of bringing all the good things out in me But for now love, lets be real * I never thought I could act this way * And Ive got to say that I just dont get it I dont know where we went wrong But the feelins gone And I just cant get it back If you could read my mind love What a tale my thoughts could tell Just like an old time movie bout a ghost from a wishin well In a castle dark or a fortress strong With chains upon my feet But stories always end And if you read between the lines Youll know that Im just tryin to understand The feelins that you lack I never thought I could feel this way And Ive got to say that I just to get it I dont know where we went wrong But the feelins gone And I just cant get it back |
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He came down through fields of green
On the summer side of life His love was ripe There were no illusions On the summer side of life Only tenderness And if you saw him now You'd wonder why he would cry The whole day long There was young girls everywhere On the summer side of life They talked all night To the young men that they knew On the summer side of life Goin' off to fight And if you saw them now You'd wonder why they would cry The whole day long He came down through fields of green On the summer side of life He prayed all night Then he walked into a house Where love had been misplaced His chance to waste And if you saw him now You'd wonder why he would cry The whole day long And if you saw him now You'd wonder why And if you saw him now You'd wonder why And if you saw him now You'd wonder why |
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There's a house on a hill
By a worn down, weathered old mill In the valley below where the river winds There's no such thing as bad times And a soft southern flame Oh, Cotton Jenny's her name She wakes me up when the sun goes down And the wheel of love goes 'round Wheels of love go 'round Love go 'round Love go 'round A joyful sound I ain't got a penny For Cotton Jenny to spend But then Wheels go 'round When a new day begins I go down to the cotton gin And I make my time worthwhile to them Then I climb back up again Then she waits by the door Oh Cotton Jenny, I'm sore And she rubs my feet while the sun goes down And the wheel of love goes 'round Wheels of love go 'round Love go 'round Love go 'round A joyful sound I ain't got a penny For Cotton Jenny to spend But then Wheels go 'round In the hot, sickly south When they say "well shut my mouth" I can never be free from the cotton grind But I know I've got what's mine With a soft southern flame Oh, Cotton Jenny's her name she wakes me up when the sun goes down and the wheel of love goes round Wheels of love go 'round Love go 'round Love go 'round A joyful sound I ain't got a penny For Cotton Jenny to spend But then Wheels go 'round The wheel goes 'round 'Round and 'round |
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At times I just don't know
How you could be anything but beautiful I think that I was made for you And you were made for me And I know that I won't ever change 'Cause we've been friends Through rain or shine For such a long, long time Laughing eyes and smiling face It seems so lucky just to have the right Of telling you with all my might You're beautiful tonight And I know that you will never stray 'Cause you've been that way From day to day For such a long, long time And when you hold me tight How could life be anything but beautiful I think that I was made for you And you were made for me And I know that I won't ever change 'Cause we've been friends Through rain or shine For such a long, long time And I must say it means so much to me To be the one who's telling you I'm telling you That you're beautiful |
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I can see her lyin' back in her satin dress
In a room where you do what you don't confess Sundown, you better take care If I find you bin creepin' round my back stairs Sundown, you better take care If I find you bin creepin' round my back stairs She's bin lookin' like a queen in a sailor's dream And she don't always say what she really means Sometimes I think it's a shame When I get feelin' better when I'm feelin' no pain Sometimes I think it's a shame When I get feelin' better when I'm feelin' no pain I can picture ev'ry move that a man could make Gettin' lost in her lovin' is your first mistake Sundown, you better take care If I find you bin creepin' round my back stairs Sometimes I think it's a sin When I feel like I'm winnin' when I'm losin' again I can see her lookin' fast in her faded jeans She's a hard lovin' woman, got me feelin' mean Sometimes I think it's a shame When I get feelin' better when I'm feelin' no pain Sundown, you better take care If I find you bin creepin' round my back stairs Sundown you better take care If I find you bin creepin' round my back stairs Sometimes I think it's a sin When I feel like I'm winnin' when I'm losin' again |
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Picking up the pieces of my sweet shattered dream
I wonder how the old folks are tonight Her name was Ann and I'll be damned if I recall her face She left me not knowing what to do Carefree highway, let me slip away on you Carefree highway, you seen better days The morning after blues from my head down to my shoes Carefree highway, let me slip away, slip away on you Turning back the pages to the times I love best I wonder if she'll ever do the same Now the thing that I call living is just being satisfied With knowing I got no one left to blame Carefree highway, got to see you my old flame Carefree highway, you seen better days The morning after blues from my head down to my shoes Carefree highway, let me slip away, slip away on you Searching through the fragments of my dream shattered sleep I wonder if the years have closed her mind I guess it must be wanderlust or trying to get free From the good old faithful feeling we once knew Carefree highway, let me slip away on you Carefree highway, you seen better days The morning after blues from my head down to my shoes Carefree highway, let me slip away, slip away on you Let me slip away on you Carefree highway, got to see you my old flame Carefree highway, you seen better days The morning after blues from my head down to my shoes Carefree Highway, let me slip away, slip away on you |
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Rainy day people always seem to know when it's time to call
Rainy day people don't talk, they just listen till they've heard it all Rainy day lovers don't lie when they tell 'ya they've been down like you Rainy day people don't mind if you're cryin' a tear or two If you get lonely, all you really need is that rainy day love Rainy day people all know there's no sorrow they can't rise above Rainy day lovers don't love any others, that would not be kind Rainy day people all know how it hangs on a piece of mind Rainy day lovers don't lie when they tell you, they've been down there too Rainy day people don't mind if you're cryin' a tear or two. Rainy day people always seem to know when you're feeling blue High stepping strutters who land in the gutters sometimes need one too Take it or leave it, or try to believe it If you've been down too long Rainy day lovers don't hide love inside they just pass it on Rainy day lovers don't hide love inside they just pass it on |
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The legend lives on from the Chippewa on down Of the big lake they called 'Gitche Gumee' The lake, it is said, never gives up her dead When the skies of November turn gloomy With a load of iron ore twenty-six thousand tons more Than the Edmund Fitzgerald weighed empty. That good ship and crew was a bone to be chewed When the gales of November came early. The ship was the pride of the American side Coming back from some mill in Wisconsin As the big freighters go, it was bigger than most With a crew and good captain well seasoned Concluding some terms with a couple of steel firms When they left fully loaded for Cleveland And later that night when the ship's bell rang Could it be the north wind they'd been feelin'? The wind in the wires made a tattle-tale sound And a wave broke over the railing And every man knew, as the captain did too, T'was the witch of November come stealin'. The dawn came late and the breakfast had to wait When the Gales of November came slashin'. When afternoon came it was freezin' rain In the face of a hurricane west wind. When suppertime came, the old cook came on deck sayin'. Fellas, it's too rough to feed ya. At Seven P.M. a main hatchway caved in, he said Fellas, it's been good t'know ya The captain wired in he had water comin' in And the good ship and crew was in peril. And later that night when his lights went outta sight Came the wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald. Does any one know where the love of God goes When the waves turn the minutes to hours? The searches all say they'd have made Whitefish Bay If they'd put fifteen more miles behind her. They might have split up or they might have capsized; May have broke deep and took water. And all that remains is the faces and the names Of the wives and the sons and the daughters. Lake Huron rolls, Superior sings In the rooms of her ice-water mansion. Old Michigan steams like a young man's dreams; The islands and bays are for sportsmen. And farther below Lake Ontario Takes in what Lake Erie can send her, And the iron boats go as the mariners all know With the Gales of November remembered. In a musty old hall in Detroit they prayed, In the Maritime Sailors' Cathedral. The church bell chimed till it rang twenty-nine times For each man on the Edmund Fitzgerald. The legend lives on from the Chippewa on down Of the big lake they call 'Gitche Gumee'. Superior, they said, never gives up her dead When the gales of November come early! |
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You think you had the last laugh
Now you know this can't be true Even though the sun shines down upon you now Sometimes you must feel blue You make the best of each new day You try not to be sad Even though the sky falls down upon you Call it midnight feelin' bad When you wake up to the promise Of your dream world comin' true With one less friend to call on Was it someone that I knew Away you will go sailin' In a race among the ruins If you plan to face tomorrow Do it soon The road to love is littered By the bones of other ones Who by the magic of the moment Were mysteriously undone You try to understand it But you never seem to find Any kind of freedom comin' clean Is just another state of mind When you wake up to the promise Of your dream world comin' true With one less friend to call on Was it someone that I knew Away you will go sailin' In a race among the ruins If you plan to face tomorrow Do it soon So take the best of all that's left You know this cannot last Even though your mother was your maker From her apron strings you pass Just think about the fool Who by his virtue can be found In a most unusual situation Playin' jester to the clown When you wake up to the promise Of your dream world comin' true With one less friend to call on Was it someone that I knew Away you will go sailin' In a race among the ruins If you plan to face tomorrow Do it soon When you wake up to the promise Of your dream world comin' true With one less friend to call on Was it someone that I knew Away you will go sailin' In a race among the ruins If you plan to face tomorrow Do it soon |
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She walks by the sea where the seaworld is
And she waits for the man to come She lives in town with her high-heeled friends And she knows it's a long way down But she doesn't have to get up in the morning With her hair so soft and long Daylight Katy come on Daylight Katy come on If you can't follow me down Daylight Katy go home Daylight Katy come on Daylight Katy come on If you can't follow me down Daylight Katy go home She walks to the sea where the seaweed is Where the rust in the dirt runs deep She lives nine lives in her midnight world While her old man's fast asleep And she doesn't have to get up in the mornin' With her hair so soft and long Daylight Katy come on Daylight Katy come on If you can't follow me down Daylight Katy go home Daylight Katy come on Daylight Katy come on If you can't follow me down Daylight Katy go home She lives by the sea when the summer wind comes And the sea don't mind at all She talks to the sea when the sea runs wild And the waves run steep and tall And she doesn't have to get up in the mornin' With her hair so soft and long Daylight Katy come on Daylight Katy come on If you can't follow me down Daylight Katy go home Daylight Katy come on Daylight Katy come on If you can't follow me down Daylight Katy go home |
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It's all right for some but not all right for me
When the one that I'm loving slips around You think it's fine to do things I cannot see And you're doing it to me Baby can't you see that I know how it is I can see it in your eyes And feel it in the way you kiss my lips I can hear it in your voice When ever we are talking like this I can see what you believe in When his name is mentioned and I die I can watch the way you walk The way you talk, the way you close your eyes It's all right for some but not all right to be Where the one that I'm loving can't be found The city where we live might be quite large But the circle is small Why not tell us all and then all of us will know I can see it in your eyes and feel it in the way you kiss my lips I can hear it in your voice whenever we are talking like this I can see what you believe in when his name is mentioned and I die I can watch the way you walk, the way you talk, the way you close your eyes It's all right to leave but not all right to lie When you come home and you can't say where you've been You think it's fine to do things I cannot see And you're doing it to me Baby can't you see that I know how it is I can see it in your eyes and feel it in the way you kiss my lips I can hear it in your voice whenever we are talking like this I can see what you believe in when his name is mentioned and I die I can watch the way you walk, the way you talk, the way you close your eyes |
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Now it looks to me like the same old place,
in the sky it looks like rain. The same old town with the same old streets, my address has not changed. You can find me there with the door shut tight, and the one wish that remains. Baby step back, baby step back, either step up or step back. Now you know I don't write no bad checks, I have no wish to repent. I've seen a few but whatever I do, I don't cause no accidents. Whiskey and wine help me pass the time, I don't leave no evidence. Baby step back, baby step back, either step up or step back. Baby step back, baby step back, either step up or step back. (inst.) Still I don't kneel down I was born to fight, so you best leave me alone. Maybe I'll get much more than I need, or much less than I should own, last of all let me say it again, either step up or step on. Baby step back, baby step back, either step up or step back. Baby walk back, baby walk back, either walk on or walk back. (inst.) Baby step back, baby step back, either step up or step back. Baby walk back, baby walk back, either walk on or walk back. Baby step back, baby step back, either step up or step back. (fade) |
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If you've got a heartache
Of the kind that will not pass by Even if you don't see the end Of what lies around the bend Don't stay that way It's all in a day believe me Even the best of dreams must end Even so it grieves me Stay loose, don't fight it Let it take you all the way and If it's wrong, you will right it Do not waste these hours away How many times have I told you These are the tears I've shed Could it be that I need help Is it maybe I've come undone And one thing more You know it don't come easy Even the best of friends must part Even so it grieves me Stay loose, don't fight it Let love take a holiday If it's wrong, you're gonna right it Do not waste these hours away Soon the storm will be over And the clouds will all pass by To be insane beyond belief Is sometimes the best relief And one thing sure Love never did come easy Even the best of dreams must end Even so it grieves me Stay loose, don't fight it Let it take you all the way and If it's wrong, you will right it Do not waste these hours away Stay loose, don't fight it Let love take a holiday If it's wrong, you're gonna right it Do not waste these hours away |
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There's a kind of a restless feeling and it pulls me from within
It sets my senses reeling and my wheels begin to spin In the quietude of winter you can hear the wild geese cry And I will always love that sound until the day I die There's a plain and a simple answer to each and every quest From every quiet dance who might be a special guest In a movie made for TV or a late night interview You might even find them on the Young and the Restless too Do ya get that restless feelin' when you hear a whistle blast Like an echo from the past Of an old engine flyin' down a road that's ironcast The lake is blue, the sky is gray, the leaves have turned to gold The wild goose will be on her way, the weather's much too cold When the muskie and the old trout too have all gone down to rest We will be returning to the things that we love best Do ya get that restless yearning when you think about your dad And the scrimshaw that he had Of an old schooner rovin' 'neath a sky that's ironclad There's a kind of a restless feeling and it catches you off guard As we gaze off at the distance through the trees in my back yard I can feel that restless yearning of those geese as off they roam Then trade that for a warm bed and a place I can call home Will ya get that restless yearning when you hear the wicked blast Of a spectre from the past Of a cold diesel rollin' down a road that's built to last Still I get that restless feelin' when I hear a whistle blast See an image from the past Of an old schooner flyin' down a sky that's overcast |
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