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2. | Running Thro' Our Hands |
3. | Over the Cliff |
4. | Statues |
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6. | Smiles & Grins |
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Hey can you follow,
Now that the trace is fainter in the sand
Try turning your face to the wall
Can you still read me
Now that the chase is wilder in your hand
Try losing your place in the sun
All the praises of the dream turned to tangles in the trees
All yesterday's fine chariots turned to buses in the street
Can you still hear me
Now that the songs are moving into night
Try sleeping with the dancers in your room
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First time I met the blues
I was walkin down thro' the woods
First time I met you mister blues
I was walking I was walkin down thro' the woods
Knew you would do me no good
First time I met you mister blues
The blues they came after me
And you know they rode me down thro' the trees
Well the blues they came after me
And you know they rode me, rode me down thro' the trees
You should have seen me on my knees beggin'
Blues don't bother me
Good mornin' mister blues
Why do you do what you do to me
Good mornin' mister blues
Why do you do what you do to me
Well you know you've been with me
Every single mornin'
Every single night
And every noon
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Love in the mirrors down in the bars
Songs promised everything
From sad guitars
The faces never change but you're not there
I hear the notes you played
Still in the air…
Don't give up that feeling when you finally got it down
Keep it hot & healin when you take it round the town
Don't give up that feelin when you got it in your hand
Keep it hot & squealin
When you make it with your band
Don't give up that feelin when you're up against the wall
Keep it hot & squealin and you'll have yourself a ball
Don't give up that feelin when you've got it in your hand
Keep it hot & squealin
When you, when you make it with your band
Bird alone goin home
Did not know
The right tomorrows
Heard your flight
Somewhere inside of night
It was daylight
And I'm down here blowin over the sparks
Somewhere
Somewhere inside the night
Heard you sing from the wings
Everything was happening
Bird alone
Every day you have done
You've won
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Neighbor neighbor stay away from my door
Neighbor neighbor I've told you before
You're sweepin – creepin thro' your halls
With your big ears glued to my walls
Neighbor neighbor
Stay away from my door
eighbor neighbor don't worry how I treat my wife
Neighbor neighbor stay out of my life
You got your problems I got my problems, too
But somethin bad's gonna happen to you
Neighbor neighbor
Stay away from my door
Neighbor neighbor don't worry don't worry how I make my bread
Neighbor neighbor I wish you was dead
You got your problems I got my problems, too
But somethin bad's gonna happen to you
Neighbor neighbor
Stay away from my door
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Born under a bad sign
I've been down since I began to crawl
If it wasn't for bad luck
I wouldn't have no luck at all.
Bad luck and trouble is my only friend
I've been down ever since I was ten.
Born under a bad sign
I've been down since I began to crawl
If it wasn't for bad luck
I wouldn't have no luck at all.
More wine and women is all I crave
Big bad women gunna carry me to my grave.
Born under a bad sign
I've been down since I began to crawl
If it wasn't for bad luck
I wouldn't have no luck at all.
Bad luck and trouble's been my only friend
I've been down ever since I was ten.
Born under a bad sign
I've been down since I began to crawl
If it wasn't for bad luck
I wouldn't have no luck
If it wasn't for real bad luck
I wouldn't have no luck at all.
Born under a bad sign,
Born under a bad sign.
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Ships in the night
Searching for day
Beckoning lips
So far away
Shadows adrift
Hiding from light
Ships in the night
Sometimes you feel
Then again you can't
Morning comes down
Soon after the dance
Time slowly drowns
Streets so unreal
Needing to heal
Harbours of love
Shining so calm
Far beyond pain
Outside of harm
Why must we move
Into the rain
Again...
Ships in the night
Riding the waves
Yesterday slips
Into the haze
Memories ripped
Sliding from sight
Ships in the night
Maybe you win,
Maybe you lose
Future seems like
Just another ruse
Sirens invite
Us to begin
Come right on in
Harbours of love
Shining so calm
Far beyond pain
Outside of harm
Why must we move
Out of the sun
Into the rain
Again...
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When I hear that big black whistle they blow
I feel inside that it's time for me to be going
Fortunately baby I'd already gone before
When they say I'm worth ten pieces of coal
And you shouting hey what about when you are an old man
Fortunately baby I'd already locked the door
They say there are men who are blue like me in the stars
Beards for the weird and bars for bizarre guitarmen
Fortunately baby I'd already joined the force
Good time train well it does not need any track
It wins the race to the place where I'm gonna pack up
Fortunately baby I'd already grabbed the sky
All the days that the road has spent on me
Judges shout you've got to slave to be a freeman
Fortunately baby I am never coming back
Good time train, good time train...
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When the wagons leave the city
for the forest and further on
Painted wagons of the morning
dusty roads where they have gone
Sometimes travelling through the darkness
met the summer coming home
Fallen faces by the wayside
looked as if they might have known
O the sun was in their eyes
and the desert that dries
In the country town
where the laughter sounds
O the dancing and the singing
O the music when they played
O the fires that they started
O the girls with no regret
Sometimes they found it
Sometimes they kept it
Often lost it on the way
Fought each other to possess it
Sometimes died in sight of day
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Keep those golden days
From going separate ways
Keep the harbour lights
Burning inside
The streets of old
Can't hear the names they call
Shelter from the cold
Long ago, so far inside
Where the past still tries to hide
Find the dusty sun sleeping
Trying to sail where rapids run
Riding our frail ships out to the sun
Playing for time, searching for signs
Save the eyes so bright
Can't stop the things they see
From closing in the night
Long ago, so far away
Where the fires spark and play
Keep the softest flame burning
Trying to sail where rapids run
Riding our frail ships out to the sun
Playing for signs, searching for time
Long ago, so far away
Where the fires spark and play
Keep the softest flame burning...
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There's got to be a way of gettin out this place we find we're in
There's got to be a way of getting out this bloody mess we're in
Take my wife – please
She's down on her blistered knees
She's dreamin' of a house called Heart's Ease
Why don't you seas come down
And take back what you spawned anyway
There's got to be a time when we can get together natur'ly
There's got to be a time when we can all be brothers and be free
There's got to be a day when there is enough love for you and me
We're gonna take the world and shake the world and what will be is gonna be
Take my life now
Time is tight now
Touch the sky now
Children of the rainbow
Livin' in a house called Heart's Ease
Why don't you seas come down
And take back what you spawned anyway
Take my heart now
Feed us kids now
Touch the sky now
Children of the rainbow
Children of tomorrow
Children of tomorrow
Livin' in a house called Heart's Ease
Why don't you seas come down
And take back what you spawned anyway
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Driving in my car,
Smoking my cigar,
The only time I'm happy's when I play my guitar.
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah,
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah.
Sailing in my yacht,
What a lot I got,
Happiness is something that just cannot be bought.
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah,
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah.
Hopping in and out,
Hopping up and down,
I don't want to go until I've been all around.
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah,
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah.
What's it all about,
Anyone in doubt,
I don't want to go until I've found it all out.
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah,
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah.
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One summer day she went away
She's gone and left me
She's gone to stay
She's gone
But I don't worry
I'm sitting on top of the world
All last summer worked on this farm
Had to take Christmas in my overalls
She's gone
But I don't worry
I'm sitting on top of the world
Going down to the freight yard
Going to catch me a freight train
I'm going to leave this town
Work done got too hard
She's gone
But I don't worry
I'm sitting on top of the world
Sitting on top of the world x 2
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Hey now baby get into my big black car
I want to show you
What my politics are
I support the left tho' I' leaning to the right
I'm just not there
When it's coming to a fight
I'm a political man yes I practice what I preach
I'm a political man yes I practice what I preach
So don't deny me baby
Not while you're in my reach
Get baby, get into my big black car
Hey baby, get into my big car
I want to just show you
What my politics are
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Could fill spoons full of diamonds,
Could fill spoons full of gold.
Just a little spoon of your precious love
Will satisfy my soul.
Men lies about it.
Some of them cries about it.
Some of them dies about it.
Everything's a-fightin' about the spoonful.
That spoon, that spoon, that spoonful.
That spoon, that spoon, that spoonful.
That spoon, that spoon, that spoonful.
That spoon, that spoon, that spoonful.
Could fill spoons full of coffee,
Could fill spoons full of tea.
Just a little spoon of your precious love;
Is that enough for me?
Men lies about it.
Some of them cries about it.
Some of them dies about it.
Everything's a-fightin' about the spoonful.
That spoon, that spoon, that spoonful.
That spoon, that spoon, that spoonful.
That spoon, that spoon, that spoonful.
That spoon, that spoon, yeah.
Could fill spoons full of water,
Take them from the desert sands.
But a little spoon of your forty-five
Saved you from another man.
Men lies...
Some of them cries about it.
Some of them dies...
Everything's a-fightin' about it.
Everything's a-cryin' about it.
Everything's-a... everything's a-dyin' about it.
Everything's a-cryin' about it.
Everything's a-lyin' about it
In your home, in all...
Spoonful, spoonful. Yeah!
Here I am, dyin' about it,
Ah-ah, yes, cryin' about it.
That spoon, that spoon, that...
Little old spoon, little old spoon, little old...
Little old spoon, little old spoon, little old spoon.
That spoon, that spoon, that spoonful.
That spoon, that spoon, that spoonful, yeah.
Ah, yeah...
Everything's a-dyin' about it...
Yeah! Alright.
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It's getting near dawn
When lights close their tired eyes
I'll be with you soon my love
To give you my dawn surprise
I'll be with you darlin' soon
I'll be with you when the stars start fallin'
I've beet waitin' so long
To be where I'm goin'
In the sunshine of your love
I'm with you my love
The light's shinin' thro' on you...
Yes I'm with you my love
It's the mornin' and just we two
I'll stay with you darlin' now
I'll stay with you till my seas are all dried up
I've been waitin' so long
To be where I'm goin'
In the sunshine of your love
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