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9. | Busted Down Around O'Connelly Corners |
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People outside my window
Going everywhere
People that are happy
People without a care
We all got to be loved
It's a natural thing, don't you know
The sooner we find what we need
Gonna be feeling it, happy to show
I'm gonna change my method
Get me a big ham bone
Gonna make all the leaders of the country
Get it together and bring it on home
We all got to be loved
It's a natural thing, don't you know
The sooner we find what we need
Gonna be feeling it, happy to show
Those men in the circus
Those men on the wire
Their feet hanging fifty feet up
Know they're counting on their daily luck
To bring them through the fire
We all got to be loved
It's a natural thing, don't you know
The sooner we find what we need
Gonna be feeling it, happy to show
Those men in the circus
Those men on the wire
Their feet hanging fifty feet up
Know they're counting on their daily luck
To bring them through the fire
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Down around the corner
Half a mile from here
You see them long trains runnin'
And you watch 'em disappear
Without love
Where would you be now?
Without love
You know I saw Miss Lucy
Down along the tracks
She lost her home and her family
And she won't be coming back
Without love
Where would you be right now?
Without love
Well, the Illinois Central
And the Southern Central Freight
Got to keep on pushin', mama
'Cause you know they're runnin' late
Without love
Where would you be now-na-na-now?
Without love
Well, the Illinois Central
And the Southern Central Freight
Got to keep on pushin', mama
'Cause you know they're runnin' late
Without love
Where would you be now?
Without love
Well, pistons keep on churnin'
And the wheels go 'round and 'round
And the steel rails lie cold and hard
On the mountains they go down
Without love
Where would you be right now?
Without love
Ooh, where would you be now?
Mmm, got to get you, baby baby, won't you move it down?
Won't you move it down?
Baby, baby, baby, baby, won't you move it down?
When the big train run
When the train is movin' on
I got to keep on movin'
Keep on movin'
Won't you keep on movin'?
Gonna keep on movin'
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When the sun comes up on a sleepy little town
Down around San Antone
And the folks are rising for another day
'Round about their homes
The people of the town are strange
And they're proud of where they came
Well, you're talking 'bout China Grove
Oh, China Grove
Well, the preacher and the teacher
Lord, they're a caution
They are the talk of the town
When the gossip gets to flyin'
And they ain't lyin'
When the sun goes fallin' down
They say that the father's insane
And dear Missus Perkin's a game
We're talkin' 'bout the China Grove
Oh, China Grove
But every day there's a new thing comin'
The ways of an oriental view
The sheriff and his buddies with their samurai swords
You can even hear the music at night
And though it's a part of the Lone Star State
People don't seem to care
They just keep on lookin' to the East
Talkin' 'bout the China Grove
Oh, China Grove
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I think back to the time
When I first saw your face
You were walkin' across the delta
To your cold and lonely place
You know, I took you for a small girl
Really not quite seventeen
Oh, Lord, but I was wrong, oh so wrong
You're like a woman I've never seen
Dark eyed Cajun woman
Where are you comin' from
Your soul is in the back woods
They say you never had a home
But I'm gonna know you better
If it takes all night and day
Dark eyed Cajun woman
You'll never get away, no, no
Now the evenin' breeze is blowin'
I hear your voice most everywhere
Your cold, black eyes
They are dancin' in the starlight
Warmin' the cold night air
It's so beautiful, you know I have to say
Dark eyed Cajun woman
You'll never get away
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Playin' easy somewhere, shade across my mind
Thoughts that pass I cannot catch, I reach for you and find
That I have learned how not to get burned now
Wind in the tree blows, even the sea knows
That I have learned how, think I can see now
Lookin' through dreams is not what it seems
They handed me the bottle and said drink it 'til it's gone
But now that it's half empty I'm not sure I can go on
Thought I had learned how not to get burned now
Wind in the tree blows, even the sea knows
That I have learned how, think I can see now
Lookin' through dreams
I keep rollin', I keep rollin'
I keep rollin' and I can't stop
Rollin' and I can't stop
It's drivin' me out of my mind
To the truck stop, to the plane hop
To the boat dock and I'm so close
Boat dock and I'm so close
Give me a little more time
Spin me around, turn my head down
Take me down slow, don't let me go
Spin me around, turn my head down
Take me down slow, don't let me go
Gonna quit you, gonna quit you
Gonna quit you, pretty mama
Quit you, hey mama
You know that I ain't got time
Get behind me, get behind me
Get behind me, now bad times
Oh, bad times
There's nothin' in there you can hide
Spin me around, turn my head down
Take me down slow, don't let me go
Spin me around, turn my head down
Take me down slow, don't let
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I get a feelin', lost without you baby
Livin' alone is drivin' me crazy
Don't you know
I got nowhere to go
You should be the one that's hurtin'
You got everything you need
Back in the days when love was so easy
I was fancy free and laughin' with no reason
Things have changed
Your touch has grown strange
I can't help myself
I know that you have left me dyin' here
Baby, baby
I can't live without you
Baby, baby
I can't live without you no more
Baby, baby
I can't live without you
I feel you know it, huh
Oh, baby, now I'm lost without my baby
Oh, baby, baby, babe, don't you hear right now
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Up all night, I could not sleep
The whiskey that I drank was cheap
With shakin' hands I went and I lit up my last cigarette
Well the sun came, the night had fled
And sleepy-eyed I reached my bed
I saw you sleepy dreamin' there all covered and warm
South City midnight lady
I'm much obliged, indeed
You sure have saved this man whose soul was in need
I thought there was no reason
For all these things I do
But the smile that I sent out returned with you
When day has left the night behind
And shadows roll across my mind
I sometimes find myself alone, out walking the streets
Yes, and when I'm feeling down and blue
Then all I do is think of you
And all my foolish problems seem to fade away
South City midnight lady
I'm much obliged, indeed
You sure have saved this man whose soul was in need
I thought there was no reason
For all these things I do
But the smile that I sent out returned with you
South City midnight lady
I'm much obliged, indeed
You sure have saved this man whose soul was in need
I thought there was no reason
For all these things I do
Yeah, but the smile that I sent out returned with you
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Well, the light's turning gray, nearly every day
Come a walkin' into town and try to find the way
Well, I've only got a nickel, got to score myself a dime
And try to make it 'til tomorrow, buy a little more time
Evil woman, evil woman
Evil woman
Well, my damsel she's a woman with coal black hair
Don't you look her in her eye when she starts to stare
'Cause her beauty drive you crazy
And her potions steal your soul
No matter how you beg her she don't ever let you go
Well, you can cry, you can plead
It won't help you none
She'll keep you in the shadows, never see the sun
Try to run, try to hide
Find a place to stay
No matter where you go you can't get away
Evil woman, evil woman
Evil woman, oh
For evil woman set my life free
I can't go on livin' this way, no
Evil woman set my life free
Pullin' me down, down
I can't go on this way
Down, down my head will go against the floor again
Down, down my head will go against the floor again
Down, down I can't go on this way
Down, down my head will go again
Down, down I can't go on this way
Down, down my head will go again
Down, down I can't go on this way
Down, down my head will go again
Down, down I can't go on this way
Down, down, down
Well, the light's turning gray nearly every day
Come a-walking into town try to find my way
I said I only got a nickel got to score myself a dime
Try to make it 'til tomorrow, buy a little more time
My damsel she's a woman with coal black hair
Don't you look her in her eye when she starts to stare
'Cause her beauty drive you crazy
And her potions steal your soul
No matter how you beg her she don't ever let you go
Evil woman, evil woman
Evil woman
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Busted Down Around O'Connelly Corners |
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People rushin' everywhere
If they'd only slow down once they might find something there
Green trees and timber land
People workin' with their hands
For sure a different way to live
Gonna keep my cabin at hand
Retreat and live off the land
All around Ukiah, woah
The mountain streams that rush on by
Show the fish a-jumpin' and reflect the open sky
The fresh clean smell of the pines
Symbol of unchanging times
All around this sacred land
Strangely, though, I've found my way
Right here I'm gonna stay
In this land Ukiah, woah
The fresh clean smell of the pines
Symbol of unchanging times
All around this sacred land
Strangely, though, I've found my way
Right here I'm a-gonna stay
In this land Ukiah, woah
Oooh, Ukiah
Oooh, Ukiah
Oooh, Ukiah
Oooh, Ukiah
Oooh, Ukiah
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Deep as a river, wide as the sea
Changing the ways of a captain and me
I could be happy, Lord, so then should he
If all of the universe unveiled itself to me
So then a day flows into night
Down the street the beggar man who finds himself in wine
If I am a good man and sure in all my ways
The captain of a starship that's homeward bound today
Growing, growing, changing every day
Knowing, showing all my worldly ways
Hear the chimes, hear how they ring
Marking time all through the day
A whisper, an answer, a cry in the night
Break down, turn around, a feeling of fright
The Indian, the Black man, the Asian who see
A door that is opening, and they're going to be free
Growing, growing, changing every day
Knowing, showing all my worldly ways
Hear the chimes, hear how they ring
Marking time all through the day
We are all acceptable
We are all a place in time
Moving through a passageway
Bringing forth the end of time
Growing, growing, changing every day
Knowing, showing all my worldly ways
Hear the chimes, hear how they ring
Marking time all through the day
Light the fire, start the day
Mark the light that shows the way
Changing times of fortunes past
We will all be free at last
We are the people of the roundabout
We are the sails upon the sea
We're gonna be there when everybody laughs about
The way that we are changing, you and me, yeah
We are the people of the roundabout
We are the sails upon the sea
We're gonna be there when everybody laughs about
The way that we are changing, you and me
We are the people of the roundabout
We are the sails upon the sea
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