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There are winds of changes blowing
Gathering leaves up in its path And the people who are the leaves Will remain in our hearts With love, till eternity King Elmore was born, So was Duke Ellington Jelly Roll made love Bessie Smith was created in heaven above Robert Johnson sang the blues Shick Webb did those things that only he could do Charlie Christian started a new thing And, oh my, how Billie Holiday could sing… Alan Freed rock and rolled, Joe Turner's voice was very low B.B. King wailed Charlie Parker cried Louis Jordan smiled Ray Charles moaned, Chuck Berry rock and rolled Fats Domino made me feel good Elvis Presley did things that no one thought he could Then came the Beatles, Rolling Stones Whole new thing was going on. Frank Zappa zapped Mamas and Papas knew where it was at They all listened to Ravi Shankar…. Now that we got Jimi Hendrix We know where we are (and Louis Jordan smiled…) And the winds of change go on blowing, blowing, Gathering more and more leaves in its path, As time goes past… Winds of change keep on blowing, Winds of change keep on blowing, Bob Dylan sang about the winds of change Blowing, it's all blowing, the winds of change…. |
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| 2. |
| 2:16 | 
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| 3. |
| 5:57 |
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Hmm, aahhhh
I see a red door and I want to paint it black No colors in my life, you better turn them black I see them walking by dressed in their colorful clothes My happiness de? No more will my grey sea turn a deeper blue I cannot foresee this thing happening to you No I see people walking by dressed their summer clothes I see them strolling by, my happiness ? Turn it black Yeah yeah yeah yeah I said I know baby Everything is black I know Since you been gone Eveything is black before my eyes Baby eh Everything is black I know Turn to me And help me see again baby Help me walk once more And help me talk again, walk again Stand up like a man baby Since you been gone, gone There is no color in my life baby Its turning so very very ? black Humph, I walk down the street And I see a line of cars Maybe blue, maybe brown, maybe green But their turning black Before my very eyes And you could not know What its like when your whole world is black When everything you see and touch Turns so very very black hmm Oh baby now I need you by my side Bring some color into my life Once again I even tripped down and fell Didn't see no colors anymore baby Bad, bad scene And I have to tell you baby No more will my grey sea go turn a deeper blue I cannot foresee this thing ever happening to you No I see people walking by me They're all going in different directions I see them strolling by and my heart splinters like a flame Turning black baby Turning black I know Everything Since you've been gone is turning black, turning black, turning black, turning black, turning black Yeah yeah yeah yeah, baby Oh lord, oh babe, whoa lord, help me see again, baby Help me walk, talk, walk stand up like a man I know Need you standing by my side Because I'm blind and I cannot see Color blind I'm color blind Paint everything so black Go ahead and paint it black baby Everyhing is black black, black, its turning black I know Need some color in my life... |
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| 4. |
| 5:58 |
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ohohohohoh
(gregorian chants) the bell tolls the black plague has struck diseased eyes roll upwards as if knowing which direction their souls will travel (bring out your dead) a woman in black cries as the deathly procession passes by and monks moan en masse ohohohohohoh (gregorian chants) the yet clean peasant pounds upon the castle door for it is safer inside the walls their knocking pounds a dull tone across the quiet, deserted courtyard the bodies of unfortuates bloat in the hot sun outside the castle walls and ones ignorant of all facts plunder the diseased corpses for remaining riches. (bring out your dead) and the bell tolls on a man walks around the castle walls on the outside the light from his lamp dancing shadows as he moves he tends the sick gives comfort to all he can for dying woman and crying man but he feels it most for the children (unclean) tears glisten on his cheek did man ever deserve this death? and not all will die, just the poor for the rich are inside the castle walls and he knows he could be with them and they laugh at this fool of a man through the stone fortress windows and the bell tolls on (unclean) and many deaths and many days later many tears have been cry cried but in vain for tears can never erase the pain of death only time has that talent his hands are now blistered but this man walks on the only element of sanity that the people look to him for answers and he answers all and the bell tolls on inside the castle wall (bring out your dead) the dead are now buried and the plague is at its end life for the people flowers again they breathe fresh air like they did once before and there is not a sound from beyond the castle walls the bell has stopped and only silence is heard and the peasants outside wonder what happened within in their bones they feel something is wrong the bell has been silent much too long for many days not one soul has stirred from the stone fortress where the rich people live no one came and no one went fear can do many strange things and even though water ran low their mouths burnt and bellys caked dry not one person put a foot outside no one had that much courage for they feared the peasants and their world outside so they played it safe and didn't move but one by one they perished and died |
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| 5. |
| 3:38 |
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| 6. |
| 3:19 |
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Strobe light beam, creates dreams
Walls move, minds do too On a warm San Franciscan night Old child , young child Feel all right On a warm San Franciscan night Angels sing, leather wings Jeans of blue, Harley Davidson's too On a warm San Franciscan night Old angel, young angel Feel all right On a warm San Franciscan night I wasn't born there Perhaps I'll die there There's no place left to go San Francisco Cops face is filled with hate Heavens above He's on a street called "Love" When will they ever learn? Old cop, young cop Feel all right On a warm San Franciscan night The children are cool They don't raise fools It's an American dream Includes Indians too |
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| 5:29 |
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Man, Woman, Desire, Love
Love one another Can true love last forever? Man, Woman, Desire, Love They both agree…Yes, it can Be my woman….I'll be your man Man, Woman, Desire, Love 'Baby, is there something wrong with you? You don't do the things you used to do' 'I'm sorry baby, it's just I've been drinking, I need some rest' That's when she starts really thinking Man, Woman, Tired, Love He still loves her and thats a fact But he can't help the way he acts She feels it now and she turns to ice He sees an old friend for some advice Man, Friend, 'Work things out' 'Okay baby, shoot, lets get things off your chest I know what you need, you need a damn good rest Now I know a chick, she's cool and she's a good friend' ...THIS IS THE BEGINNING OF THE END... He hesitates, he thinks, ahh, I'll take a chance Well, whats wrong with taking a chick to a dance? ...NOTHING... Whats wrong with taking a lady home? ...NOTHING... 'Stay awhile baby, it's all right, we're quite alone' Well, what's wrong with that? ...PLENTY... Man in heaven...temporarily Woman….Worried He arrives home very very late and she is staring at the wall She says, 'How was the meetin' tonight honey? Did you have a ball?' He says to her, 'No, it was a drag. Me and the fellas just got a little stoned. I got a little drowsy and I couldn't find my way home.' She says, 'Yeah, I know.' ...SHE KNOWS... And he knows that she knows Now she's got to work really fast If their love is going to last Talkin' it over would only be a drag She's got to pull some tricks out of her feminine bag Ha, all right Comes morning she's home and dry And her man sleeps on, satisfied, And this is the story of Man, Woman, Desire, Love Man, Woman, Desire, Love Man, Man Woman, woman, woman, Desire Love Set your soul on fire... |
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| 4:46 |
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The neon sign flashes,
Leaves its mark against the wall The TV is silent And will stay that way until dawn The sheets are so cold, The telephone is dumb And I'm so very far from my home In the dark I hear a siren It screams across the night Someone else is in trouble I am not the only one The cigarette glows, I'm all alone And I'm so very far from my home I would leave here tomorrow But I know I've got to stay If only you were here with me I'm holding on to every memory, memory Memory, memory, memory, memory… It is four o'clock in the morning, The sun begins to rise Another day I have to face, Baby, I'm so dissatisfied Breakfast is served The morning news is heard And I'm so very far from my home Yes, I'm so very far from my home Yes, I'm so very far from my home So very… Well, I'm so very far, far away from home So very… |
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| 2:58 |
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When I think of all the good times that I've wasted having good times
When I think of all the good time that 's been wasted having good times When I was drinkin' I should've been thinkin' When I was fighting I could've done the right thing All of that boozin' I was really losin' Good times Good times When I think of all the good time that's been wasted having good times When I think of all the good time that's been wasted having good times All of my lying I remember her crying My useless talkin' I couldv'e been walkin' Instead of complainin' I couldv'e been gainin' Good times Yes, here we all are having a jolly good time And everything is working out fine, ha ha ha ha ha Useless talkin' All that walkin All of my sinnin' I could've been winnin' I have it too easy And its a beginning of good times Good times I said good times Talking bout good times |
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| 3:19 |
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For you, my friend, I'd do anything
Shine your shoes, anything Lose your blues, make love to you Take you under my wing, anything For you, my hero, I'd do anything Paint your picture, anything Kiss your photograph even though I know you'd laugh Stand beneath your wings, Oh, anything And for you, my love, I would do anything Kiss your feet and everything Suffer your pain but I'd ride your train Spread our tiny wings, baby, anything And for you, my son, I'd do everything Protect your mind from everything I could read your lies, dry tears from your eyes Spread your tiny wings, anything 'Cause everything is anything And everything is anything |
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| 11. |
| 2:01 |
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The sound of Muddy Waters and the voice of Jimmy Reed
When Ray Charles moans It's all meat on that same bone It's all meat on just one bone When Miles Davis blows his horn, When Ravi Shankar plays It's all down home But it's all meat on the same bone It's all meat on just one bone When Erkel Darbies walks, When Eric Clapton talks There's only one place it can come from And it's all meat on the same bone All meat, same bone, Do it! Don't you listen to none of them jive hip squares Try to tell you where the blues is from 'Cause the blues is from the whole wide world Deep within the souls of men. When Muhammad Ali gets mad When an Irishman drinks It's all for a woman It's all for his home It's all meat on the same bone It's all meat, same bone It's all meat, same bone Same bone, same thing It's all soul, It's all meat… |
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