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There was a time
We had it all
For worse or for better
You would come when I called
But I took you for granted
You took me for a fool
Through the heat and the madness
You stayed so cool
I know now, baby
That I was wrong
Please come and love me
Don't try to be strong
I'll chance your light bulb
I'll fix your flat tire
I will fulfill
Whatever you require
We tried to be alone
We did our best
But I'll come running
At your request
You never told me
You were such a hot shot
You want to hold me
Whether you know it or not
Submit to me
A quick reply
This love is waiting
By candlelight
We both know that
We can't pass this test
So I'll come running
At your request
Love could be dreadful
Or bad at best
But I'll come running
At your request
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Just another day, the sun dun slipped away
Between the crack in the horizon and the sky
Just a drop of red for from my warm bed
And with the flick of a switch, the day dun up and died
So we go down low
With the secrets that we've told
We sink to the bottom
Of a well that's going dry
And when we've had enough
We rise back up
We rise back up 'til
The day that we die
Just a traffic light in the middle of the night
Just a little pocket full of lies
Just the open road, I'm shifting into cruise mode
And with a tank full of gas, I'm headed to the other side
So we go down low
With the secrets that
We've told we sink to the bottom
Of a well that's going dry
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Summer's on the rise
And I am flying
The good days have
Come around again
I'm up on top of a big burnt rock
With some people I call friends
We're half a mile to heaven
And back again
And I'm never coming
Down from the mountain
Never will I forget about today
I'll always smile when I think about it
This life is a crazy parade
I don't have to dream
All I've got to do is look around
We have so little time before
It all falls down
The valley deep, the river wide
And the sky so high
I keep my head on up
I keep my feet upon the ground
And I'm never coming
Down from the mountain
Never will I forget about today
I'll always smile when I think about it
This life is a crazy parade
No such things as a better place
No such time as right now
There is no fame and there is no disgrace
So come on, baby, let me show you how
And we'll never coming
Down from the mountain
Never will we forget about today
And we'll always smile when we think about it
This life is a crazy parade
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I could have been an angel looking over y'all
I could have been a high-wire dancer
With no one to catch me if I fall
I could have been a heavenly host
Telling the story of a ghost but I chose you
I could have been a wizard with a big book of spells
I could have been a diva or a farmer in the dell
I could have had a luxury car
Or been a maid working at a bar but I chose you
I could have been a doctor to ease your belly ache
I could have been a lady of the night hiding from the daybreak
I could have been a Mademoiselle
Or a little girl at show and tell but I chose you
In a dream I had last night
I was working towards you, shining light
If I fall for you before I wake
Then bless your soul this love I'll take it
I could have been an eagle flying faster than a car
I could have been a minister or maybe a movie star
But I don't want to be anything
So, baby, I chose you, I chose you, I chose you
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I drove a long, long way without drinking
I listened to the Baptist Radio
There was a blue-gray sky as I passed the ghost town by
And headed down to where nobody knows me
I was jaded by another passing lover
I couldn't bring myself to wonder why
And the man on the radio said
'Hey, don't you wanna got down to Deliverance Road''
I saw three little birds sitting on a doorstep
And two little boys in their Sunday best
And the preacher's voice was strong
The big lady sang along, as I listened
Rolling down Deliverance Road, Deliverance Road
I may never walk through the gates of heaven
I may never hear the angel's serenade
But when the wind picks up and drags the dust
I'm gonna stop my car, look straight up
And the rain might wash my sins away
But after all the trucks stops
And tumble weeds have faded
And the radio sings a country song
I'll still hear the preacher ma
Doing the best that he can
To send us down Deliverance Road
Deliverance Road
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Take me south of Buffalo
My feet are freezing cold
Take me south of Buffalo
My feet are freezing cold
New Orleans is calling me
Calling to my very soul
Take me down to the river
Build me a raft of twig and twine
Take me down to the river
Build me a raft of twig and twine
I'll float down that old river
'Til I taste that dandelion wine
River bring me swiftly
River run me smooth
Carry me over the mountains
'Til I'm under that gumbo moon
There's a brass band playing
I can hear them sweet and fine
There's a brass band playing
I can hear them sweet and fine
I will not stop my floating till
I cross that Louisiana line
River bring me swiftly
River run me smooth
Carry me over the mountains
'Til I'm under that gumbo moon
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I was on my way to the grocery store
When I saw a man standing at my back door
He was tall and dark, I'd never seen him before
He was saying something that I could not ignore
He said, 'Hey, let me in', with a big, big grin
'I've got something to say, so lady, let's begin'
So he sat me down and looked me straight in the eye
He said, 'I know something about you that you can't deny
If you see a black cat, you gonna cover your eyes
You see a crack in the road, you gonna step to the side'
You've got hidden superstition
You've got hidden superstition
So I looked at this man with a pair of guilty eyes
He knew what I knew, he saw through my disguise
There was no use in denying but I thought I might give it a try
So I said, 'Hey, tell me more, Mr. Man, if you think you're so wise'
He said, 'Hey little miss, I don't mean no harm'
Then he got a little closer as he touched my arm
He said, 'I've watched you doing your thing for days on end
And I've sent every vibe that I know how to send
I swear I'm not a creep and I don't mean to offend
But I though you might like to be my voodoo friend'
'Cause I got hidden superstition
I got hidden superstition
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I've been reading up on magazines
Lately, I've been trying not to lie
Now I know the difference
Between life and a movie screen
But that should come as no surprise
I've been dabbling in decency
Since then my world has opened wide
Now the grip is looser but I'm not quite free
I'll get there when I get you off of my mind
'Cause I may still find time to cry
But I've got moonbeams in my eyes
I've been listening to my old LPs
And they all sound so sad, I used to dread
Spending nights like these
But now they don't feel that bad
'Cause I may still find time to cry
But I've got moonbeams in my eyes
I've been thinking in terms of a grander scheme
I've been thinking about rhythm and rhyme
I've stopped blaming, a lack of honesty
I've started to forget about wasted time
'Cause I may still find time to cry
But I've got moonbeams in my eyes
Moonbeams in my eyes
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I'm having trouble with my baby
Seems like he's always out of town
And the more I go looking for the man
The less he comes around
I don't know why he treats me so
But I love him even though
He sure is a no good, mean old
Lowdown lover man
Well baby, I feel your pain
'Cause I've been there every now and again
But there comes a time in your life
When you've got no one else to blame
'Cause you're digging yourself a hole
And there's no sense in taking that role
When you've got a no good, mean old
Lowdown lover man
Oh child, love just works that way
How can I sit there and watch him as he walks away?
You've got to let go, I know, just be strong
For how long? Just try
I'm gonna let go off my baby
Because he never gives me the time of day
Sometimes you've got to be alone for a while
Until a better thing comes your way
So just smile at the simple things
And forget about your trials
With that no good, mean old
Lowdown lover man
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Friday night I started my first fist fight
Got me kicked out of the bar
When I went stumbling through
The parking lot, you know
I could not find my car
So I bummed a ride from Bessie
My old school friend
She said, 'Honey, where you want to go?'
But all I said is, 'I think this might be the end
And I'm feeling sick so could you drive me slow?'
Because my man he up and left me, left me in dust
Doctor, lawyer, banker, tell me who can I trust?
Somebody fix me
Fix me from head to toe
You'd better drop a line
Or else you're leaving me out in cold
That man of mine he sure was one of a kind
He never did treat me wrong
He was the sweet kind of man
Who kept me straight in line
But now he's got me singing this low-down song
Now I ain't got nobody 'round
To come and help me get well
When all I do is drink and cry
Preacher man said
'Baby, why don't you help yourself?'
But I'm too low-down to even try
I've drank up all my brandy, finished all my wine
I need your love candy, make me feel just fine
I was a real good girl for most of my early life
I figured someday I'd make some man a real good wife
I always washed my knickers, pressed my blue, blue jeans
I've got no idea how I got so mean
Now my man he up and left me, left me in the dust
Doctor, lawyer, banker, tell me who can I trust?
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I've been in bed, I've been away
I've been the blamer and I've been blamed
I can't read the answers if I can't see the page
I'm driving blind, the landscape doesn't change
My eyes get blurry, my faucet runs
I wait for my vision, but it never comes
I can't give you the answers if I can't see your hands
I'm driving blind through this barren land
I never knew, it could get this dark
I was the rain that put out your spark
I can't read the answers if I can't see the page
I'm driving blind behind this bitter rage
I've been so lonely and ain't it sad
To be missing something that I never had
I've been so blind, now I'm paying the cost
How can I find what was never lost?
I've been in bed laying awake
I've been the taker with nothing to take
I've got no direction, no changing lanes
I'm driving blind, I'm pushing through the pain
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You're making a scene
You're out of line
You're rocking the boat
Stepping out of time
They may think you're crazy
But I think you're alright
So let's you and me kick it up tonight
Like a bull in a China shop
Bull in a China shop
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Here before the sunrise
You came a-knocking at my door
How long has it been now?
You got the hint I wanted more
You woke me up at 2 am
With your stomping on my floor
When you peeked around the corner
Baby, I forgot to score
There's no place that I'd rather be
Than here with you and me
'Cause now I've got you where I want you
Kissing in a tree
The last time that you left
I was glad to see you go
'Cause I was by myself again
I took my time and I took it slow
But now the nights are dragging, darling
And I'm not feeling quite so strong
I'm ready for the fast track again
Through you might like to come along
There's no place that I'd rather be
Than here with you and me
'Cause now I've got you where I want you
Kissing in a tree
Once upon a time, baby
There was this thing called you and me
We had ourselves a good time
Our love was almost sicky-sweet
Juliet and Romeo
They were as stupid as could be
They spent the whole time killing themselves
They should have been climbing up the kissing tree
Dream that we, that's you and me
Are K I S S I N G
You and me are kissing in a tree
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