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05/27/1977 |
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They were playing
that old country waltz
In this empty bar
echoin' off the wall.
When I first got the bad news
that you set me free,
The band played the
old country waltz to me.
Well, I loved,
and I lost, and I cried
The day that
the two of us died.
Ain't got no excuses,
I just want to ride
While the band plays the
old country waltz.
Out the window the moon shines
On the roofs of the cars
While I knock down
tequila and salt
And the band plays the
old country waltz.
And we're playin' it,
that old country waltz
In this empty bar
echoin' off the wall.
Ain't got no excuses,
we just want to play
That good old country waltz.
I ain't got no excuses,
I just want to play
That good old country waltz.
That good old country waltz.
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Oh, oh, Carmelina,
The daughter
of the wealthy banker.
Since she came to town
all my friends are gone,
And I'm stuck
out here with melody.
Saddle up the palomino,
the sun is going down.
The way I feel,
this must be real.
If you can't cut it,
don't pick up the knife.
There's no reward
in your conscience stored
When you're sleepin'
with another man's wife.
Saddle up the palomino,
the sun is going down.
The way I feel,
this must be real.
I wanna lick the platter,
the gravy doesn't matter.
It's a cold bowl of chili
when love lets you down,
But it's the neighbor's wife
I'm after.
Saddle up the palomino,
the sun is going down.
The way I feel,
this must be real.
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Hey babe,
say you're mine, all mine.
I need it oh so bad.
Hey babe, hey babe.
I know that all things pass.
Let's try to make this last.
Oh, can you see
my love shining for you?
Oh, can you see
my love shining for you?
Hey babe, can I count on you
To see me through?
Hey babe, hey babe.
All I need is your love
And the stars above.
Oh, can you see
my love shining for you?
Oh, can you see
my love shining for you?
Hey babe,
say you're mine, all mine.
I need you oh so bad.
Hey babe, hey babe.
I know that all things pass.
Let's try to make this last.
Oh, can you see
my love shining for you?
Oh, can you see
my love shining for you?
Hey babe,
I know that all things pass.
Let's try to make this last.
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Hello, my old friend.
It's good
to see you smiling.
You've been around so long,
you must be strong.
And single life really
has its fine points,
Like friends to help you out
when things go wrong.
Hold back the tears
That you've been cryin'.
Push off the fears
When they come around.
Hold back the tears,
And keep on trying.
Just around the next corner
May be waiting your true love.
Two lying fools,
And then four cryin' eyes,
Counting on one another
to survive.
Crazy love
must surely have this pain,
If getting up
means going down again.
Hold back the tears
That you've been cryin'.
Push off the fears
When they come around.
Hold back the tears,
And keep on trying.
Just around the next corner
May be waiting your true love.
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There's a bar hall queen
down in Charlotte town.
I'd sure like to see her
when the sun goes down.
I swear her hair
is midnight black.
And I can't wait
till I get back.
Carolina queen,
She's a walking love machine.
I'd like to make her scream,
When I bite the bullet.
Bite the bullet.
Born and raised
at the top of the South.
You know she knows
what it's all about.
Good old boys are coming
from miles around.
Wanna watch that bullet
lay 'em down.
Carolina queen,
She's a walking love machine.
I'd like to make her scream,
When I bite the bullet.
Bite the bullet.
There's a bar hall queen
down in Charlotte town.
I'd sure like to see her
when the sun goes down.
Good old boys are coming
from miles around.
Wanna watch that bullet
lay 'em down.
Carolina queen,
She's a walking love machine.
I'd like to make her scream,
When I bite the bullet.
Bite the bullet.
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Ain't it hard
when you wake up
in the morning
And you find out
that those other days
are gone?
All you have
is memories of happiness
Lingerin' on.
You might wonder
who can I turn to
On this cold
and chilly night of gloom
The answer to that question
Is nowhere in this room.
All your dreams
and your lovers
won't protect you,
They're only passing
through you in the end.
They'll leave
you stripped of all
that they can get to,
And wait for you
to come back again.
You might wonder
who I can turn to
On this cold
and chilly night of gloom
The answer to that question
Is nowhere in this room.
Yet still a light is shining
From that lamp on down the hall.
Maybe the star of Bethlehem
Wasn't a star at all.
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It has often been my dream
To live with one
who wasn't there
Like an ocean fish
who swam upstream
Through nets,
by hooks, and hungry bears.
When the water grew less deep
My fins were aching
from the strain
I'm swimming in my sleep
I know I can't go back again.
Got the will to love,
the will to love.
I'll never lose it,
never lose the will to love,
Never lose the will.
It's like
something from up above.
I can be like
a fire in the night
Always warm
and giving off light
But there comes a time
when I shine too bright
Oh, I'm just a fire in the night.
And now my fins are in the air
And my belly's
scraping on the rocks
I still think
someone really cares
And I'll keep swimming
till I stop.
Got the will to love,
the will to love.
I'll never lose it,
never lose the will to love,
Never lose the will.
It's like
something from up above.
I'm like a singer on the stage
With the golden lights
and liquid rage
Down from the mountains
to the sea
Cool running love
keeps cleansing me.
It keeps my gills
from getting dry
But it distorts things
in my eyes
Sometimes I see
what really isn't there
Like my true lover, and I care.
Got the will to love,
the will to love.
I'll never lose it,
never lose the will to love,
Never lose the will.
It's like
something from up above.
Sometimes I ramble on and on
And I repeat myself
till all my friends are gone
And get lost in snow
and drown in rain
And never feel the same again.
I remember the ocean
from where I came
Just one of millions all the same
But somewhere
someone calls my name
I'm a harpoon dodger,
and I can't, won't be tamed.
Got the will to love,
the will to love.
I'll never lose it,
never lose the will to love,
Never lose the will.
It's like
something from up above.
Baby, if I see boredom
in your eyes
I'll know my river has run dry
But I won't turn back
with that lonely tide
I bought that ticket
and I'll take that ride.
If we meet along the way
Please sway beside me,
let us sway together
Our tails together
and our fins and mind
We'll leave this water
and let our scales shine
In the sun above
and the sky below
So all the water
and earth will know
It has often been my dream
To live with one
who wasn't there.
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Once I thought I saw you
in a crowded hazy bar,
Dancing on the light
from star to star.
Far across the moonbeam
I know that's who you are,
I saw your brown eyes
turning once to fire.
You are like a hurricane
There's calm in your eye.
And I'm gettin' blown away
To somewhere safer
where the feeling stays.
I want to love you but
I'm getting blown away.
I am just a dreamer,
but you are just a dream,
You could have been
anyone to me.
Before that moment
you touched my lips
That perfect feeling
when time just slips
Away between us
on our foggy trip.
You are like a hurricane
There's calm in your eye.
And I'm gettin' blown away
To somewhere safer
where the feeling stays.
I want to love you but
I'm getting blown away.
You are just a dreamer,
and I am just a dream.
You could have been
anyone to me.
Before that moment
you touched my lips
That perfect feeling
when time just slips
Away between us
on our foggy trip.
You are like a hurricane
There's calm in your eye.
And I'm gettin' blown away
To somewhere safer
where the feeling stays.
I want to love you but
I'm getting blown away.
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Homegrown's
all right with me.
Homegrown
is the way it should be.
Homegrown
is a good thing.
Plant that bell
and let it ring.
The sun comes up
in the morning,
Shines that light around.
One day, without no warning,
Things start jumping up
from the ground.
Well, homegrown's
all right with me.
Homegrown
is the way it should be.
Homegrown
is a good thing.
Plant that bell
and let it ring.
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