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It seems like only yesterday
I didn't have a clue
I stood alone not knowing where to turn
Now suddenly I look around
And everything looks new
I don't know why but I think I'm starting to learn
They call it understanding
Understanding
A willingness to grow
I'm finally understanding
Understanding
There's so much I could know
Until the day you came along
I used to just get lost
I only heard the things I wanted to hear
It always seemed like no cared
Then you took the time
And now I look and everything seems clear
You've got me understanding
Understanding
You've really helped me see
I'm finally understanding
Understanding
It's meant so much to me
You've got me understanding
Understanding
You've given me some pride
I'm finally understanding
You're really on my side
Really on my side
Got me understanding
Understanding
Understanding
You've got me understanding
Understanding
Understanding
You've got me understanding
For the first time
You've got me understanding
You've got me understanding
Understanding...
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Here comes old Rosie she's looking mighty fine
Here comes hot Nancy she's steppin' right on time
There go the street lights bringin on the night
Here come the men faces hidden from the light
All through the shadows they come and they go
With only one thing in common
They got the fire down below
Here comes the rich man in his big long limousine
Here comes the poor man all you got to have is green
Here comes the banker and the lawyer and the cop
One thing for certain it ain't never gonna stop
When it all gets too heavy
That's when they come and go
With only one thing in common
They got the fire down below
It happens out in Vegas happens in Moline
On the blue blood streets of Boston
Up in Berkeley and out in Queens
And it went on yesterday and it's going on tonight
Somewhere there's somebody ain't treatin' somebody right
And he's looking out for Rosie and she's looking mighty fine
And he's walking the streets for Nancy
And he'll find her everytime
When the street light flicker bringing on the night
Well they'll be slipping into darkness slipping out of sight
All through the midnight
Watch 'em come and watch 'em go
With only one thing in common
They got the fire down below
Oh, burning down below
It happens out in Vegas, it happens in Moline
On the blue blood streets of Boston
Up in Berkeley and out in Queens
And it went on yesterday and it's going on tonight
Somewhere there's somebody ain't treatin' somebody right
And he's looking out for Rosie and she's looking mighty fine
And he's walking the streets for Nancy
And he'll find her everytime
And when the street light flicker bringing on the night
Well they'll be slipping into darkness slipping out of sight
All through the shadows
Watch 'em come and watch 'em go
Oh, they go
With only one thing in common
They got the fire down below
They've got one thing in common
They've got the fire down below
Only got one thing in common
They got the fire down below
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She’s totally committed
To major independence
But she’s a lady through and through
She gives them quite a battle
All that they can handle
She’ll bruise some
She’ll hurt some too
But oh they love to watch her strut
Oh they do respect her but
They love to watch her strut
Sometimes they’ll want to leave her
Just give up and leave her
But they would never play that scene
In spite of all her talking
Once she starts in walking
The lady will be all they ever dreamed
Oh they’ll love to watch her strut
Oh they’ll kill to make the cut
They love to watch her strut
Yeah love to watch her strut
Watch her strut
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he wants to dream like a young man
with the wisdom of an old man
he wants his home and security
he wants to live like a sailor at sea
beautiful loser
where you gonna fall
when you realize you just don't need it all
he's your oldest and your best friend
if you need him, he'll be there again
he's always willing to be second best
a perfect lodger, a perfect guest
beautiful loser, read it on the wall
and realize you just don't need it all
yeah you just don't need it all
(you don't need it all)
Hey, you can try, but you can't have it all
Oh no, no
He'll never make any enemies, enemies
He won't complain if he's caught on his knees
He'll always ask, he'll always say please
beautiful loser, never take it all
cuz it's easier and faster when you fall
oh, you just don't need it all
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She packed up her bags and she took off down the road
Left me here stranded with the bills she owed
She gave me a false address
Took off with my American Express
Sunspot Baby
She sure had me way outguessed
She left me here stranded like a dog out in the yard
Charged up a fortune on my credit card
She used my address and my name
Man that was sure unkind
Sunspot Baby
She sure has a real good time
I looked in Miami
I looked in Negril
The closest I came was a month old bill
I checked the Bahamas and they said she was gone
I can't understand why she did me so wrong
But she packed up her bags
And she took off down the road
Said she was going to visit sister Flo
She used my address and my name
And man that was sure unkind
Sunspot Baby
I'm gonna catch up sometime
Sure had a real good time
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I think I'm going to Katmandu
that's really really where I'm going to
if I ever get out of here that's what I'm going to do
kkkkkk katmandu
I think it's really where I'm going to
if I ever get out of here
I'm going to Katmandu
I got nothing against the West Coast
You know those brothers are such good hosts
I raise my whiskey glass and give them a toast
I'm sure they know it's true
I got nothing against the Southern states
every time I've been there it's been great
but now I'm leaving and I can't be late
and to myself be true
That's why I'm going to Katmandu
up to the mountains where I'm going to
if I ever get out of here
that's what I'm gonna do
oh kkkkkkk katmandu
that's really really where I'm going to
if I ever get out of here
I'm going to Katmandu
I got no quarrel with the Midwest
the folks out there have given me their best
I've lived there all my life I've been their guest
I sure have love it too
I'm tired of looking at the tv news
I'm tired of driving hard and paying dues
I figure baby I've got nothing to lose
I'm tired of being blue
That's why I'm going to Katmandu
up to the mountains where I'm going to
if I ever get out of here
that's what I'm gonna do
oh kkkkkkk katmandu
take me baby cause I'm going with you
if I ever get out of here
I'm going to Katmandu
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Album: The Distance
Composer: Rodney Crowell
Until you've been beside a man
You don't know what he wants
You don't know if he cries at night
You don't know if he don't
Where nothing comes easy, old nightmares are real
Until you've been beside a man
You don't know how he feels
But once inside a woman's heart
A man must keep his head
Heaven opens up the door
Where angels fear to tread
Some men go crazy, some men go slow
Some men go just where they want
Some men never go
Oh, blame it on midnight
Ooh, shame on the moon
Everywhere is all around
Comfort in the crowd
Stranger's faces all around
Laughing right out loud
Hey, watch where you're goin'
Step light on old toes
‘Cuz until you've been beside a man
You don't know who he knows
Oh, blame it on midnight
Ooh, shame on the moon
Oh, blame it on midnight
Ooh, shame on the moon
Blame it on midnight
You can blame it on midnight
Shame, shame, shame, shame on the moon
Blame it on midnight
Shame on the moon
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Who's goin' ride that chrome 3-wheeler?
Who's goin' to make that first mistake
Who wants to wear those gypsy leather
All the way to Fire Lake
Who wants to break the news about Uncle Joe?
You remember Uncle Joe
He was the one afraid to cut the cake
Who wants to tell poor Aunt Sarah?
Joe's run off to Fire Lake
Joe's run off to Fire Lake
Who wants to brave those
bronzed beauties, Lyin in the sun
with their long soft hair fallin', flying as they run
ah they smile so shy and they flirt so well and
they lay you down so fast they ltil you look straight up and say
Oh Lord am I really here at last?
Who wants to play those eights and aces?
Who wants a raise who needs a stake?
Who wants to take that long-shot gamble?
and head out for Fire Lake....
And Head out......
Who wants to go to Fire Lake..........
And Head out.....
Who wants to go to Fire Lake.........
Hey.... Head out.....
Who wants to go to Firelake
Head out....Head out...
Who wants to go to Fire Lake
Out to Fire Lake
Who's goona do it?
Who wants to go to Fire Lake?
Alright! Who wants to do it?
Who wants to go to Fire Lake
Who wants to do it?
Who wants to go to Fire Lake
Who wants to do it now?
Oooooooooooooooo...Yeh...
Who wants to go to Fire Lake.
Who wants to go to Fire Lake
Hey Who wants to head out Oooooooooooo head out Ooooooooooooo
Oooooooo
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Tryin' To Live My Life Without You |
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No matter what you think you pull
You'll find it's not enough
No matter who you think you know
You won't get through
It's a given, L.A. law
Someone's faster on the draw
No matter where you hide
I'm comin' after you
No matter how the race is won
It always ends the same
Another room without a view
Awaits downtown
You can shake me for a while
Live it up in style
No matter what you do
I'm gonna take you down
Shakedown, breakdown, takedown
Everybody wants into the crowded light
Breakdown, takedown, you're busted
Let down, your guard, honey
Just about the time you're thinkin it's alright
Breakdown, takedown, you're busted
This is a town where everyone
Is reaching for the top
This is a place where second best will never do
It's O.K. to want to shine
But once you step across that line
No matter where you hide
I'm comin after you
Shakedown, breakdown, takedown
Everybody wants into the crowded light
Breakdown, takedown, you're busted
Shakedown, breakdown, honey
Just about the time you're thinkin it's alright
Breakdown, takedown, you're busted
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Shakey Davey's got a twelve gauge in his hand
It's sawed off to the limit
He's got a vague plan
There's this liquor store on Madison
There's another one down on Washington square
He's pretty sure no one's ever seen him
Down around there
The first one's birdshot the next four are double aught buck
The last one's a slug just for good luck
He's got his works in his pocket
He wants to score as soon as he's done
He can't wait to get straight to get long gone
He puts on his long coat scribbles off a short note
Sits himself down and waits for the sun to go down
It's right around midnight and there's still too damn many people on this street
He's walked all the way from Battery Park he's got sweaty hands and burnin' feet
He's desperate for a fix
His body's screamin' "Get me high"
He bursts through the door and lets one fly
Sunrise in the park and Davey's cold as stone
He got some bad merchandise and he was all alone
Two more unsolved mysteries a iot of paper pushed around
Most folks are just wakin' up in this great big town
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Let's put a New Coat of Paint
On this lonesome old town
Set 'em up, set 'em up we'll be knockin' 'em down
You wear a dress babe, I'll wear a tie
We'll laugh at that old bloodshot moon
In that burgundy sky
All our scribbled love dreams
Lost or thrown away
Never miss the shuffle on an overflowin' day
When love needs a transfusion
Shoot it full of wine
Fishin' for a good time
Starts with throwin' in your line
Let's put a New Coat of Paint
On this lonesome old town
Set 'em up, set 'em up we'll be knockin' 'em down
You wear a dress babe, I'll wear a tie
We'll laugh at that old bloodshot moon
In that burgundy sky
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Chances are you'll find me
Somewhere on your road tonight
Seems I always end up driving by
Ever since I've known you
It just seems you're on my way
All the rules of logic don't apply
I long to see you in the night
Be with you 'til morning light
I remember clearly how you looked
The night we met
I recall your laughter and your smile
I remember how you made me
Feel so at ease
I remember all your grace and your style
And now you're all I long to see
You've come to mean so much to me
Chances are I'll see you somewhere
In my dreams tonight
You'll be smiling like the night we met
Chances are I'll hold you and I'll offer
All I have
You're the only one I can't forget
Baby you're the best I've ever met
And I'll be dreaming of the future
And hoping you'll be by my side
And in the morning I'll be longing for the night
For the night
Chances are I'll see you
Somewhere in my dreams tonight
You'll be smiling like the night we met
Chances are I'll hold you and I'll offer
All I have
You're the only one I can't forget
Baby you're the best I've ever met
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So you’re a little bit older and a lot less bolder
Than you used to be
So you used to shake em down
But now you stop and think about your dignity
So now sweet 16s turned 31
You get to feeling weary when the work days done
Well all you got to do is get up and into your kicks
If you’re in a fix
Come back baby
Rock and roll never forgets
You better get yourself a partner
Go down to the concert or the local bar
Check the local newspapers
Chances are you won’t have to go too far
Yeah the rafters will be ringing cause the beat’s so strong
The crowd will be swaying and singing along
And all you got to do is get in into the mix
If you need a fix
You can come back baby
Rock and roll never forgets
Oh the bands still playing it loud and lean
Listen to the guitar player making it scream
All you got to do is just make that scene tonight
Heeey! tonight
Well now sweet sixteens turned thirty-one
Feel a little tired feeling under the gun
Well all chuck’s children are out there playing his licks
Get into your kicks
Come back baby
Rock ’n roll never forgets
Said you can come back baby
Rock ’n roll never forgets
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I need some wisdom
I need some truth
I need some beauty
I need some proof
And in the meantime
I need a place to hide
If I had you babe I'd be satisfied
Went to the ocean
stood in the surf
I felt the water
I felt the earth
I heard the angels
They couldnt be denied
If I had you babe
I'd be satisfied
Who's gonna beleive me
I'm a broken down dog
But I can still snarl with the best
The train is leavin
We can catch it if we run
We can leave it all behind
This utter emptiness
You are the reason
That I was born
You are the answer
I'm lookin for
All of the others
Just stood around and lied
If I had you babe
I'd be satisfied
Ooooh yeah
awwwh yeah
Awwwh
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They say the sun
Is gonna grow someday
It's gonna get a real close
And burn us all up
No more traffic in the street
No more road rage
No more pretending
Things are real tough
I can't promise you tomorrow
No one has the right to lie
You can beg and steal and borrow
It won't save you from the sky
Let me see a show of hands
Tell me the truth now
What happens if
Neutrinos have mass
I can't tell you about tomorrow
I'm as lost as yesterday
In between your joy and sorrow
I suggest you have your say
Here's to the little things
The sports section
The weather channel
A good battery
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