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You get a shiver in the dark
It's raining in the park but meantime South of the river you stop and you hold everything A band is blowing Dixie double four time You feel alright when you hear that music ring Well now you step inside but you don't see too many faces Coming in out of the rain to hear the jazz go down Competition in other places Ah but the horns, they blowing that sound Way on down south, way on down south, London town You check out Guitar George, he knows all the chords Mind, he's strictly rhythm, he doesn't want to make it cry or sing Yes, and an old guitar is all he can afford When he gets up under the lights to play his thing And Harry doesn't mind if he doesn't make the scene He's got a daytime job, he's doing alright He can play the honky tonk like anything Saving it up for Friday night With the Sultans, with the Sultans of Swing And a crowd of young boys, they're fooling around in the corner Drunk and dressed in their best brown baggies and their platform soles They don't give a damn about any trumpet playing band It ain't what they call rock and roll Then the Sultans, yeah, the Sultans they play Creole Creole And then the man, he steps right up to the microphone And says at last, just as the time bell rings "Goodnight, now it's time to go home" Then he makes it fast with one more thing "We are the Sultans, we are the Sultans of Swing" |
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Run To You
She says her love for me could never die But that'd change if she ever found out about you and I Oh - but her love is cold It wouldn't hurt her if she didn't know, 'cause... When it gets too much I need to feel your touch Chorus I'm gonna run to you I'm gonna run to you Cause when the feelin's right I'm gonna run all night I'm gonna run to you She's got a heart of gold she'd never let me down But you're the one that always turns me on You keep me comin' 'round I know her love is true But it's so damn easy makin' love to you I got my mind made up I need to feel your touch Chorus Chorus Written by: B. Adams J. Vallance |
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Baby, when I think about you, I think about love
Darling, I don't live without you and your love If I had those golden dreams of my yesterday I would wrap you in the heaven, but they lay dying on the way Feel like makin' Feel like makin' love, feel like makin' love Feel like makin' love, feel like makin' love to you Baby, if I think about you, I think about love Darling, if I live without you, I live without love And if I had the sun and moon, and they were shining I would give you both night and day, love satisfying Feel like makin' Feel like makin' love, feel like makin' love Feel like makin' love, feel like makin' love to you And if I had those golden dreams of my yesterday I would wrap you in the heaven, really dying all the way Feel like makin' Feel like makin' love, feel like makin' love Feel like makin' love, feel like makin' love to you Well, I feel like makin' love Well, I feel like makin' love Well, I feel like makin' love Feel like makin' love to you Well, I feel like makin' love Well, I feel like makin' love Well, I feel like makin' love Feel like makin' love to you Well, I feel like makin' love Well, I feel like makin' love, yeah Well, I feel like makin' love, yeah Feel like makin' love to you Yeah, feel like makin' love, love Well, I feel like makin' love |
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Well, Billy rapped all night about his suicide,
how he'd kick it in the head when he was twenty-five, speed jive, don't want to stay alive when you're twenty-five. and Freddie's got spots from ripping off the stars from his face, And Wendy's stealing clothes from Marks and Sparks funky little boat race. The television man is crazy saying we're juvenile deliquent wrecks, oh man, I need TV when I got T Rex oh brother you guessed All the young dudes (Hey dudes!), carry the news (Where are ya?), I'm a dude dad. boogaloo dudes (Stand up, come on!), All the young dudes (I want to hear you.), carry the news. carry the news (I want to see you.), boogaloo dudes (I want to talk to you - all of you.), carry the news. Now Lucy looks sweet cause he dresses like a queen but he can kick like a mule - it's a real mean team but we can love, oh yes - we can love. And my brother's back at home with his Beatles and his Stones, we never got it off on that revolution stuff, what a drag - too many snags. Now I've drunk a lot of wine and I'm feeling fine, I've got to race some cat to bed, is that concrete all around, or is it in my head, yeah, All the young dudes (Hey dudes!), I'm a dude dad. carry the news (Where are ya?), All the young dudes (I want to hear ya.), boogaloo dudes (Stand up!), Carry the news carry the news (I want to see you.), boogaloo dudes (I want to relate to you.), carry the news. carry the news (Let's hear the news - come on!), All the young dudes (C'mon dudes!), boogaloo dudes (I want to kick you), carry the news. carry the news (I want you.), All the young dudes (Hey you there - you with the glasses!), carry the news (Are you all his friends?). boogaloo dudes (I want you in the front!), All the young dudes (Will you bring him down, 'cause I want him!), carry the news carry the news (There you go!). boogaloo dudes (I want him right here, bring him come on - bring him!), boogaloo dudes (How do you feel?), All the young dudes (I've wanted to do this for years!), carry the news (Sick!).carry the news (There you go!), |
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Who draws the crowd and plays so loud,
Baby it's the guitar man. Who's gonna steal the show, you know Baby it's the guitar man, He can make you love, he can make you cry He will bring you down, then he'll get you high Somethin' keeps him goin', miles and miles a day To find another place to play. Night after night who treats you right, Baby it's the guitar man Who's on the radio, you go listen To the guitar man Then he comes to town, and you see his face, And you think you might like to take his place Somethin' keeps him driftin' miles and miles away Searchin' for the songs to play. Then you listen to the music and you like to sing along, You want to get the meaning out of each and ev'ry song Then you find yourself a message and some words to call your own And take them home. Instrumental guitar He can make you love, he can get you high He will bring you down, then he'll make you cry Somethin' keeps him movin', but no one seems to know What it is that makes him go. Then the lights begin to flicker and the sound is getting dim The voice begins to falter and the crowds are getting thin But he never seems to notice he's just got to find Another place to play, Anyway got to play, anyway got to play. by blackbird |
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E When the sun comes up on the sleepy little town D A E Down around San Antone E and the folks are risin' for another day, D A E Round about their homes, C#m B Bsus4 B The people of the town are strange, A Bb7 B7 C7 And they're proud of where they came, E D A Well you're talking 'bout China Grove (Talking 'bout your China Grove ) E D A Wo ho ho! ( Wo 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 flying and they ain't lyin' When the sun goes falling down They say that the father's insane and dear Miss Perkin's a game We're talking 'bout your China Grove ( Talking 'bout your China Grove ) Wo ho ho! ( Wo oh! ) (( China Grove )) D A E { Oohs start } { B falsetto oohs } G#m B C#m7 But every day there's a new thing coming F#m7 C#m7 The ways of an Oriental view The sheriff and his buddies with their samurai swords F# F#sus4 F# F#sus4 F# G#m B You can even hear the music at night C#m7 and though it's a part of the Lone Star State F#m7 C#m7 People don't seem to care A Asus4 A CDE, CDE, They just keep on looking to the east We're talking 'bout your China Grove ( Talking 'bout your China Grove ) Wo ho ho! ( Wo oh! ) (( China Grove )) { STOP } |
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No one told me about her
the way she lied Well no one told me about her how many people cried But it's too late to say you're sorry How would I know why should I care Please don't bother tryin' to find her she's not there nobody told me about her What could I do Well no one told me about her though they all knew But it's too late to say you're sorry How would I know why should I care Please don't bother tryin' to find her she's not there Well let me tell you bout the way she looks the way she acted the color of her hair Her voice was soft and cool Her eyes were clear and bright but she's not there But it's too late to say you're sorry How would I know why should I care Please don't bother tryin' to find her she's not there Well let me tell you 'bout the way she looks The way she acted the color of her hair Her voice was soft and cool Her eyes were clear and bright but she's not there |
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Still In Love With You
Think I'll just fall to pieces If I don't find something else to do This sadness never ceases I'm still in love with you My head, it keeps on reeling It's got me in a crazy spin Darling, darling, darling Is this the end? Still in love with you They say time has a way of healing Dries all the tears from your eyes But darling it's this empty feeling My heart can't disguise After all that we've been through I try my best but it's no use I guess I'll keep on loving you Is this the end? Now that it's all over, woman There's something I think you should know Baby, baby, think it over Just one more time before you go Call on me baby If there's anything I can do for you Call on me baby Help me see it through I'm still in love with you Nit Rock ManiaClub ... Angel's Wings cyworld.com/vusrmsdyd |
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Need someone's hand to lead me through the night
I need someone's arms to hold and squeeze me tight Now, when the night begins, I'm at an end Because I need your love so bad I need some lips to feel next to mine Need someone to stand up and tell me when I'm lyin' And when the lights are low, and it's time to go That's when I need your love so bad So why don't you give it up - and bring it home to me Or write it on a piece of paper, baby - so it can be read to me Tell me that you love me, and stop drivin' me mad Ooh, because I, I need your love so bad Need your soft voice, that talked to me at night I don't want you to worry, baby I know we can make everything alright Listen to my plea, baby, bring it to me Because I need your love so bad |
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Do what you do don't bring me down
I went to the doctor he's just another clown Don't stand alone you might turn to stone I wish there was a pill for that - you're on your own Can't you see what it's doing to me All I wanna be is by your side I don't care if they cut my hair All I wanna be is by your side Shake me down you wanna put me on the ground There's money in my pocket I won't make a sound Run me over or pick a four leaf clover Now they cut the lights down, this record's going slower Can't you see what it's doing to me All I wanna be is by your side I don't care if they cut my hair All I wanna be is by your side |
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A fool in love A crazy situation
Her velvet glove Knocks me down and down and down and down. Her kiss of fire A loaded invitation Inside her smile She takes me down and down and down and down. Her moves look good A touch of desparation From where I stood She turned my head around and round and round. It comes kinda hard When I hear your voice on the radio Taking me back down the road that leads back to you. Oh-oh 29 Palms I feel the heat of your desert heart Taking me back down the road that leads back to you. Oh, I'm burning in love! A strange infatuation Why cold cold touch, mmm What must I do, do, do, do The heat and the dust Increase my desolation In God we trust Always for you, and you, and you, and you. It comes kinda hard When I hear your voice on the radio Leading me back down the road that leads back to you. Oh-oh-oh 29 Palms I feel the heat of your desert heart Leading me back down the road that leads back to you. Baby, now It comes kinda hard When I hear your voice on the radio Leading me back down the raod that leads back to you. Oh, don't ya hear me baby, now 29 Palms I feel the heat of your desert heart Leading me back down the road that leads back to you you you, Yeah-yeah-yeah I'm coming home, oh oh Gonna get there, gonna get there, don't ya know babe It comes kinds hard I said when I hear your voice on the radio Leading me back down the raod that leads back to ooh ooh ooh ooh 29 Palms |
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There is a house in New Orleans,
They call the rising sun. And it's been the ruin of many a poor Boy, And God I know I'm one. My mother was a tailor, Sewed my new blue jeans. My father was a gamblin' man. Down in New Orleans. Now the only thing a gambler needs is A suitcase and a trunk. And the only time he'll be satisfied Is when he's on a drunk. Oh mother, tell your children, Not to do what I have done. Spend your lives in sin and misery In the house of the Rising Sun. Well I've got one foot on the platform The other foot on the train I'm going back to New Orleans To wear that ball and chain Well there is a house in New Orleans They call the Rising Sun And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy And God, I know, I'm one |
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Stony Road
This is the story Oh this is the way Gospel of reason When the pain came to stay The life of a loser Who wins with a smile The sinners redemption In the tears of a child Me and Katie We go dancing down the stony road See her laughing through the pain, Of such a heavy load Me and Katie We go dancing down the stony road You're looking for sugar To kill the grey You looking for the laughter To take the pain away God don't give nothing, No you got to steal your own smile Learning to find it, In the tears of a child And me and Katie We go dancing down the stony road See her laughing through the pain, Of such a heavy load Me and Katie We go dancing down the stony road Lets go dancing, lets go dancing Dancing down that stony road Lets go dancing Dancing down that stony road.. |
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If I leave here tomorrow Would you still remember me? For I must be travelling on, now, 'Cause there's too many places I've got to see. But, if I stayed here with you, girl, Things just couldn't be the same. 'Cause I'm as free as a bird now, And this bird you can not change. Lord knows, I can't change. Bye, bye, its been a sweet love. Though this feeling I can't change. But please don't take it badly, 'Cause Lord knows I'm to blame. But, if I stayed here with you girl, Things just couldn't be the same. Cause I'm as free as a bird now, And this bird you'll never change. And this bird you can not change. Lord knows, I can't change. Lord help me, I can't change. |
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What in the world's come all over me? I ain't got a chance of one in three. Ain't got no rap, ain't got no line but if you'll give me just a minute I'll be feelin' fine. I am the one who can fade the heat, the one they all say just can't be beat. I'll shoot it to you straight and look you in the eye. So gimme just a minute and I'll tell you why I'm a rough boy, I'm a rough boy. I don't care how you look at me because I'm the one and you will see we can make it work, we can make it by. So give me one more minute and I'll tell you why I'm a rough boy, I'm a rough boy. |
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Babe, tomorrow′s so far away
There′s something I just have to say I don′t think I could hide what I′m feeling inside Another day, knowing I love you And I, I′m getting too close again I don′t wanna see it end If I tell you tonight Would you turn out the lights and walk away, knowing I love you I′m gonna take you by surprise And make you realize, Amanda I′m gonna tell you right away I can′t wait another day, Amanda I′m gonna say it like a man And make you understand, Amanda I love you And I feel like today′s the day I′m looking for the words to say Do you want to be free Are you ready for me to feel this way I don′t wanna lose you So it may be too soon I know The feeling takes so long to grow If I tell you today will you turn me away and let me go I don′t wanna lose you I′m gonna take you by surprise And make you realize, Amanda I′m gonna tell you right away I can′t wait another day, Amanda I′m gonna say it like a man And make you understand, Amanda You and I, I know that we can′t wait And I swear, I swear It′s not a lie, girl Tomorrow may be too late You, you and I, girl We can share the night together It′s now or never And tomorrow may be too late And feeling the way I do I don′t wanna wait my whole life through to say I′m in love with you |
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you're always dancing down the street
with your suede blue eyes and every new boy that you meet he doesn't know the real surprise (here she comes again) when she's dancing 'neath the starry sky oo, she'll make you flip (here she comes again) when she's dancing 'neath the starry sky I kinda like the way she dips well she's my best friend's girl she's my best friend's girl-irl but she used to be mine you've got your nuclear boots and your drip dry glove oo when you bite your lip it's some reaction to love, o-ove, o-ove (here she comes again) when she's dancing 'neath the starry sky yeah, I think you'll flip (here she comes again) when she's dancing 'neath the starry sky (here she comes again) I kinda like the way, I like the way she dips 'cause she's my best friend's girl well she's my best friend's girl-irl and she used to be mine she's so fine you're always dancing down the street with your suede blue eye-eyes and every new boy that you meet doesn't know the real surprise (here she comes again) when she's dancing 'neath the starry sky (here she comes again) oh, she'll make you flip (here she comes again) when she's dancing 'neath the starry sky (here she comes again) I kinda like the way, I like the way she dips 'cause she's my best friend's girl, uh she's my best friend's girl-irl-u-irl she used to be mine she so, fine (my best friend's girlfriend) oh (my best friend's girlfriend) she used to be mine (my best friend's girlfriend) yeah yeah (my best friend's girlfriend) said she used to be mine (my best friend's girlfriend) oh, yeah yeah yeah (my best friend's girlfriend) she used to be mine (my best friend's girlfriend) |
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Don't believe me if I tell you. Not a word of this is true. Don't believe me if I tell you, especially if I tell you that I'm in love with you. Don't believe me if I tell you that I wrote this song for you. There just might be some other silly pretty girl I'm singing it to. Don't believe a word, 'cause words are only spoken. And a heart is like a promise, meant to be broken. Don't believe a word, for words can tell lies. And lies are no comfort when there's tears in your eyes. Don't believe me if I tell you. Not a word of this is true. Don't believe me if I tell you, especially if I tell you that I'm in love with you. Don't believe a word. Lord, don't believe a word. Don't believe me, don't believe me. Oh, not a single word. Oh. |
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In the white room with black curtains near the station.
Blackroof country, no gold pavements, tired starlings. Silver horses ran down moonbeams in your dark eyes. Dawnlight smiles on you leaving, my contentment. I'll wait in this place where the sun never shines; Wait in this place where the shadows run from themselves. You said no strings could secure you at the station. Platform ticket, restless diesels, goodbye windows. I walked into such a sad time at the station. As I walked out, felt my own need just beginning. I'll wait in the queue when the trains come back; Lie with you where the shadows run from themselves. At the party she was kindness in the hard crowd. Consolation for the old wound now forgotten. Yellow tigers crouched in jungles in her dark eyes. She's just dressing, goodbye windows, tired starlings. I'll sleep in this place with the lonely crowd; Lie in the dark where the shadows run from themselves. |
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Take off your hat
kick off your shoes, I know you ain't going anywhere. Run 'round the town singing your blues I know you ain't going anywhere. You have always been a good friend of mine but you're always saying farewell and the only time that you are satisfied is with your feet in the wishing well. Throw down your gun you might shoot yourself, or is that what you are tryin' to do, put up a fight you believe to be right and someday the sun will shine through. You have always got something to hide something you just can't tell and the only time that you are satisfied is with your feet in the wishing well. Oh! But I know what you're wishing for Love and a peaceful world Yeah Love and a peaceful world Oh! Yeah Love and a peaceful world You have always been a good friend of mine but you're always saying farewell and the only time that you are satisfied is with your feet in the wishing....well. Yes I wish you well I wish you well everybody has a wish everybody has a dream I wish you well. |
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You turned a blind eye to everything I ever said,
You turned a blind eye to everything I ever did, You didn't worry, baby, why call your telephone? You're just content to roam around. Yes, you are |
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Standing at the crossroads, trying to read the signs
To tell me which way I should go to find the answer, And all the time I know, Plant your love and let it grow. [Chorus:] Let it grow, let it grow, Let it blossom, let it flow. In the sun, the rain, the snow, Love is lovely, let it grow. Looking for a reason to check out of my mind, Trying hard to get a friend that I can count on, But there's nothing left to show, Plant your love and let it grow. [Chorus] Time is getting shorter and there's much for you to do. Only ask and you will get what you are needing, The rest is up to you. Plant your love and let it grow. [Chorus 2x] |
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Wake up Maggie I think I got something to say to you
It's late September and I really should be back at school I know I keep you amused but I feel I'm being used Oh Maggie I couldn't have tried any more You lured me away from home just to save you from being alone You stole my heart and that's what really hurt The morning sun when it's in your face really shows your age But that don't worry me none in my eyes you're everything I laughed at all of your jokes my love you didn't need to coax Oh, Maggie I couldn't have tried any more You lured me away from home, just to save you from being alone You stole my soul and that's a pain I can do without All I needed was a friend to lend a guiding hand But you turned into a lover and mother what a lover, you wore me out All you did was wreck my bed and in the morning kick me in the head Oh Maggie I couldn't have tried anymore You lured me away from home 'cause you didn't want to be alone You stole my heart I couldn't leave you if I tried I suppose I could collect my books and get on back to school Or steal my daddy's cue and make a living out of playing pool Or find myself a rock and roll band that needs a helpin' hand Oh Maggie I wish I'd never seen your face You made a first-class fool out of me But I'm as blind as a fool can be You stole my heart but I love you anyway Maggie I wish I'd never seen your face I'll get on back home one of these days, |
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Sick at heart and lonely, deep in dark despair.
When you want her only, tell me where is she where? And if she says to you, that she don't love me. Just give her my message, tell her of my plea. And I know, if I could have her back again, I would never make her sad. I got a heart full of soul. I got a heart full of soul. She's been gone such a long time, longer than I can bear. But if she says she wants me, tell her I'll be there. And I know, if I could have her back again, I would never make her sad. I got a heart full of soul. I got a heart full of soul. Sick at heart and lonely, deep in dark despair. When you want her only, tell me where is she where? And if she says to you, that she don't love me. Just give her my message, tell her of my plea. And I know, if I could have her back again, I would never make her sad. I got a heart full of soul. I got a heart full of soul. I got a heart full of soul! |
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it seems like weeks since you looked at me baby
without that look of distaste i don't know why your feelings are changing but i've seen it in your face all those times when our lips were kissing our tongues were telling lies and all those signs that i've been missing were right there in your eyes so come on babe let's kiss this thing goodbye i sometimes feel when we're together baby everything has turned out wrong and i know you feel exactly the same way but still we carry on i've been waiting up by the window watching these cars go by and i tell myself that i'll go through the motions for the last time tonight so come on babe let's kiss this thing goodbye now i'm watching the fumes foul up the sunrise i'm watching the light fade away and i'm hoping tonight that i'll open the door and you'll stand here and say come on babe let's kiss this thing goodbye better make it sooner than later before it all turns sour we'd better kiss this thing goodbye |
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When the lights go down in the California town
People are in for the evening I jump into my car, and I throw in my guitar My heartbeat in time with the breathing Driving over Kanan, singing to my soul There's people out there turnin' music into gold Oh, my buddy Jim Bass, he's a-working pumping gas And he makes two-fifty for an hour He's got rhythm in his hands as he's tapping on the cans Sings rock and roll in the shower Driving over Kanan, singing to his soul There's people out there turnin' music into gold Oh, California girls are the greatest in the world Each one a song in the making Singing right to me, I can hear the melody Story is there for the taking Driving over Kanan, singing to my soul There's people out there turnin' music into gold Ooh Driving over Kanan, singing to my soul There's people out there turnin' music into gold When the lights go down in the California town People are in for the evening I jump into my car, and I throw in my guitar My heartbeat in time with the breathing Driving over Kanan, singing to my soul There's people out there turnin' music into gold Flying over Kanan, singing to my soul People out there turning music into gold People out there turnin' music into gold People out there turnin' music into gold Ooh, yeah People out there turnin' music into gold, into gold People out there turnin' music into gold, into gold People out there turnin' music into gold, into gold Yes, baby People out there turnin' music into gold, into gold Rockin' on the radio People out there turnin' music into gold, into gold Slippin' down the back road People out there turnin' music into gold, into gold Yes, baby People out there turnin' music into gold, into gold |
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They call me the breeze
I keep blowing down the road They call me the breeze I keep blowing down the road I ain't got me nobody I ain't carrying me no load Ain't no change in the weather Ain't no change in me Ain't no change in the weather Ain't no change in me I ain't hidin' from nobody Ain't nobody hidin' from me I got that green light, babe I got to keep moving on I got that green light, babe I got to keep moving on I might go out to California Might go down to Georgia Might stay home |
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The drinking dens are spilling out There's staggering in the square There's lads and lasses falling about And a crackling in the air Down around the dungeon doors The shelters and the queues Everybody's looking for Somebody's arms to fall into And it's what it is It's what it is now There's frost on the graves and the monuments But the taverns are warm in town People Curse the government And shovel hot food down The lights are out in the city hall The castle and the keep The moon shines down upon it all The legless and asleep And it's cold on the tollgate With the wagons creeping through Cold on the tollgate God knows what I could do with you And it's what it is It's what it is now The garrison sleeps in the citadel With the ghosts and the ancient stones High up on the parapet A Scottish piper stands alone And high on the wind The highland drums begin to roll And something from the past just comes And stares into my soul And it's cold on the tollgate With the Caledonian Blues Cold on the tollgate God knows what I could do with you And it's what it is It's what it is now What it is It's what it is now There's a chink of light, there's a burning wick There's a lantern in the tower Wee Willie Winkie with a candlestick Still writing songs in the wee wee hours On Charlotte Street I take A walking stick from my hotel The ghost of Dirty Dick Is still in search of Little Nell And it's what it is It's what it is now Oh what it is What it is now |
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The sun came out and hung above
Over our heads but far enough to see A bomb exploding in another town Children choking on a poison cloud While on the streets, where lovers once walked Side by side in idle talk Bullets fall like unholy rain People change as the panic sets in A frightened baby by her dead mother's side In a brutal world where there's nowhere to run, hide or cry Now nothing feels the same way Feel like it's changing again Upon a street with no name It's hard to find it again I ran as fast as my feet could fly Down country lanes where I took my time Time like a hound snapping at my heels I got past thinking so that I could feel Feels like a film playing in my head And I kept rolling down green Surrey hills In Spring Now I don't feel the same way I feel I'm changing again Upon a street with no name It's hard to find me again The sun came out and hung above, over our heads but far enough to see |
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