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Marc Cohn
Marc Cohn


Background information
Birth name Marc Craig Cohn
Born July 5, 1959
Origin Cleveland, Ohio, United States
Genre(s) Adult Contemporary
Folk-Rock
Alternative Country
Years active 1991—present
Website Website



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Marc Cohn Album


Listening Booth: 1970 (07/20/2010)
07/20/2010
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Make It With You (with India.Arie)
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The Tears Of A Clown (with Kristina Train)
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No Matter What (with Aimee Mann)
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New Speedway Boogie (with Jim Lauderdale)
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(Cat Stevens)

Lalalalalala...

Now that I've lost everything to you
You say you wanna start something new
And it's breakin' my heart you're leavin'
Baby, I'm grievin'
But if you wanna leave, take good care
Hope you have a lot of nice things to wear
But then a lot of nice things turn bad out there

CHORUS:
Oh, baby, baby, it's a wild world
It's hard to get by just upon a smile
Oh, baby, baby, it's a wild world
and I'll always remember you like a child, girl

You know I've seen a lot of what the world can do
And it's breakin' my heart in two
Because I never wanna see you sad, girl
Don't be a bad girl
But if you wanna leave, take good care
Hope you make a lot of nice friends out there
But just remember there's a lot of bad and beware

CHORUS

Lalalalala....

Baby, I love you
But if you wanna leave, take good care
Hope you make a lot of nice friends out there
But just remember there's a lot of bad and beware

CHORUS (x2)

. . .


(John Lennon)

Look at me
What am I supposed to be?
What am I supposed to be?
Look at me
What am I supposed to be?
What am I supposed to be?
Look at me
Oh my love oh my love

Here I am
What am I supposed to do?
What am I supposed to do?
Here I am
What can I do for you?
What can I do for you?
Here I am
Oh my love oh my love
Look at me, oh please look at me, my love
Here I am - oh my love

Who am I?
Nobody knows but me
Nobody knows but me
Who am I?
Nobody else can see
Just you and me
Who are we
Oh my love oh my love

. . .


(Paul McCartney)

Maybe I'm Amazed At The Way You Love Me All The Time
Maybe I'm Afraid Of The Way I Love You
Maybe I'm Amazed At The Way You Pulled Me Out Of Time
And Hung Me On A Line
Maybe I'm Amazed At The Way I Really Need You

Maybe I'm A Girl And Maybe I'm A Lonely Girl
Who's In The Middle Of Something
That She Doesn't Really Understand

Maybe I'm A Girl And Maybe You're The Only Man
Who Could Ever Help Me
Baby Won't You Help Me Understand

Maybe I'm A Girl And Maybe I'm A Lonely Girl
Who's In The Middle Of Something
That She Doesn't Really Understand

Maybe I'm A Girl And Maybe You're The Only Man
Who Could Ever Help Me
Baby Won't You Help Me Understand

Maybe I'm Amazed At The Way You're With Me All The Time
Maybe I'm Afraid Of The Way I Leave You
Maybe I'm Amazed At The Way You Help Me Sing My Song
Right Me When I'm Wrong
Maybe I'm Amazed At The Way I Really Need You

. . .


(David Gates)

Hey have you ever tried,
Really reaching out for the other side?
I maybe climbing on rainbows
But, baby here goes.
Dreams there for those who sleep,
Life is for us to keep,
And if you're wond'ring
What this song is leading to
I want to make it with you
I really think that we can make it girl.
No, you don't know me well,
'N' ev'ry little thing only time will tell,
But you believe the things that I do.
And we'll see it through.
Life can be short or long,
Love can be right or wrong,
And if I chose the one
I'd like to help me through,
I'd like to make it with you
I really think that we can make it girl.
Baby you know that
Dreams they're for those who sleep,
Life is for us to keep
And if I chose the one
I'd like to help me through,
I'd like to make it with you
I really think that we can make it girl.

. . .


(Wayne Carson Thompson)

Give Me A Ticket For An Airoplane
I Ain't Got Time To Take No Fast Train
Oh ,The Lonely Days Are Gone..I'm coming Home
My Baby She Wrote Me A Letter

I Don't Care How Much Money I Got To Spend
I got to get back to my baby again
Oh The Lonely Days Are Gone...I'm coming home
My Baby, She Wrote Me A Letter

She Wrote Me A Letter
Said She Couldn't Live With Out Me No More
Listen To Me Mister Don't You Here Me Ravin'
For My Baby Once More...Anyway

Give Me A Ticket For An Airoplane
I Ain't Got Time To Take No Fast Train
Oh ,The Lonely Days Are Gone
I'm coming home

My Baby She Wrote Me A Letter

She Wrote Me A Letter
Said She Couldn't Live With Out Me No More
Listen To Me Mister Don't You Here Me Ravin'
For My Baby Once More...Anyway

Give Me A Ticket For An Airoplane
I Ain't Got Time To Take No Fast Train
Oh ,The Lonely Days Are Gone
I'm coming home
My Baby She Wrote Me A Letter

My Baby Wrote Me A Letter
My Baby Wrote Me A Letter
My Baby Wrote Me A Letter

. . .


(Paul Simon)

Tom, get your plane ride on time
I know your part'll go fine
Fly down to Mexico
Don-da-darlin' oh don-da-darlin' here I am
The only living boy in New York

I get the news I need on the weather report
Oh, I can gather all the news I need on the weather report
Hey, I've got nothing to do today but smile
Don-da-darlin' oh don-da-darlin' here I am
The only living boy in New York

Half of the time we're gone but we don't know where
We don't know where
Here I am
Half of the time we're gone but we don't know where
We don't know where

Tom, get your plane ride on time
I know that you'll be able to fly now
Hey, let your honesty shine shine shine
Now don-da-darlin' don-da-darlin'
Like it shines on me
The only living boy in New York
The only living boy in New York

Here I am

. . .


(J. J. Cale)

After midnight, were gonna let it all hang down.
After midnight, were gonna chug-a-lug and shout.
Were gonna stimulate some action;
Were gonna get some satisfaction.
Were gonna find out what it is all about.
After midnight, were gonna let it all hang down.

After midnight, were gonna shake your tambourine.
After midnight, it's all gonna be peaches and cream.
Were gonna cause talk and suspicion;
Were gonna give an exhibition.
Were gonna find out what it is all about.
After midnight, were gonna let it all hang down.

After midnight, were gonna let it all hang down.

Second verse

After midnight, were gonna let it all hang down.
After midnight, were gonna let it all hang down.
After midnight, were gonna let it all hang down.
After midnight, were gonna let it all hang down.

. . .


(Smokey Robinson)

Now if there's a smile on my face
it's only there trying to fool the public
but when it comes down to fooling you
now honey that's quite a diff'rent subject.

Don't let my glad expression
give you the wrong impression
really I'm sad
oh sadder than sad;
you're gone and I'm hurting so bad
like a clown I pretend to be glad.

Now there's some sad things known to man
but ain't too much sadder than the tears of a clown.
when there's no one around.
just like pagliaccic did
I try to keep my sadness hid;
Smiling in the public eye
but in my lonely room
I cry the tears of a clown

when there's no one around.

Oh yeah baby
now if there's a smile upon my face
don't let my glad expression
give you the wrong impression

don't let the smile I wear
make you think I don't care.
Now if I appear to be carefree
it's only to camouflage my sadness

in order to shield my pride I try
to cover this hurt with a show of gladness
but don't let my show convince you
that I've been happy since you decided to go.

Oh I need you so.
I'm hurt and I want you to know
but for others
I put on a show.

Now there's some...

. . .


(J C Molland, Thomas Evans ,Peter Ham ,Michael Gibbins, William Collins)

No matter what you are
I will always be with you
Doesn't matter what you do girl, oh girl with you
No matter what you do
I will always be around
Won't you tell me what you found girl, oh girl won't you
Knock down the old brick wall, and be a part of it all
Nothing to say, nothing to see, nothing to do
If you would give me all, as I would give it to you
Nothing would be, nothing would be, nothing would be
No matter where you go
There will always be a place
Can't you see in my face girl, oh girl don't you
Knock down the old brick wall, and be a part of it all
Nothing to say, nothing to see, nothing to do
If you would give me all, as I would give it to you
Nothing would be, nothing would be, nothing would be
No matter what you are
I will always be with you
Doesn't matter what you do girl, oh girl want you
Oh girl, you girl, want you
Oh girl, you girl, want you

. . .


(Jerry Garcia, Robert Hunter)

Please don't dominate the rap, jack, if you've got nothing new to say.
If you please, don't back up the track this train's got to run today.
I spent a little time on the mountain, I spent a little time on the hill
I heard someone say "Better run away", others say "better stand still".

Now I don't know, but I been told it's hard to run with the weight of gold,
Other hand I have heard it said, it's just as hard with the weight of lead.

Who can deny, who can deny, it's not just a change in style?
One step down and another begun and I wonder how many miles.
I spent a little time on the mountain, I spent a little time on the hill
Things went down we don't understand, but I think in time we will.
Now, I don't know but I was told in the heat of the sun a man died of cold.
Keep on coming or stand and wait, with the sun so dark and the hour so late.
You can't overlook the lack, jack, of any other highway to ride.
It's got no signs or dividing lines and very few rule to guide.

I saw things getting out of hand, I guess they always will.
Now I don't know but I been told
If the horse don't pull you got to carry the load.
I don't know whose back's that strong, maybe find out before too long.

One way or another, one way or another,
One way or another, this darkness got to give.

. . .


(Van Morrison)

We were born before the wind
Also younger than the sun
Ere the bonnie boat was won as we sailed into the mystic
Hark, now hear the sailors cry
Smell the sea and feel the sky
Let your soul and spirit fly into the mystic

And when that fog horn blows I will be coming home
And when the fog horn blows I want to hear it
I don't have to fear it

And I want to rock your gypsy soul
Just like way back in the days of old
And magnificently we will flow into the mystic

When that fog horn blows you know I will be coming home
And when that fog horn whistle blows I got to hear it
I don't have to fear it

And I want to rock your gypsy soul
Just like way back in the days of old
And together we will flow into the mystic
Come on girl...

. . .


(John Fogerty)

Put a candle in the window, 'cause I feel I've got to move.
Though I'm going, going, I'll be coming home soon,
'Long as I can see the light.

Pack my bag and let's get movin', 'cause I'm bound to drift a while.
When I'm gone, gone, you don't have to worry long,
'Long as I can see the light.

Guess I've got that old trav'lin' bone, 'cause this feelin' won't leave
me alone.
But I won't, won't be losin' my way, no, no
'Long as I can see the light.

Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Oh, Yeah!

Put a candle in the window, 'cause I feel I've got to move.
Though I'm going, going, I'll be coming home soon,
Long as I can see the light.
Long as I can see the light.
Long as I can see the light.
Long as I can see the light.
Long as I can see the light.

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