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| 1. |
| 4:11 | 
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| 2. |
| 3:32 | 
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Looking out across this town
Kinda makes me wonder how All the things that made us great Got left so far behind This used to be a peaceful place Decent folks, hard working ways Now they hide behind locked doors Afraid to speak their mind I think we need a gunslinger Somebody tough to tame this town I think we need a gunslinger There'll be justice all around Someone let the fences go While that bunch moved in, you know Shooting up the streets Shoutin' everybody down The dogs all running loose Wreck the paper Closed the school Tired ol' judge got roughed up too No one left to make a stand They whisper, "what's the use" I think we need a gunslinger Somebody tough to tame this town I think we need a gunslinger There'll be justice all around I think we need a gunslinger Somebody tough to tame this town Think we need a gunslinger There'll be justice all around I think we need a gunslinger Somebody tough to tame this town I think we need a gunslinger There'll be justice all around |
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| 3. |
| 3:49 |
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Daddy had a band
Playing him a little guitar Travel in a van Livin' that rock and roll Night after night People comin' up to the bandstand Say you can't go wrong If you play a little bit of that Creedence song It was late one night Cruisin' on down the interstate Stopped into a diner To get him some chili and fries Heard the waitress tell a guy Standin' over by the jukebox Yeah, you can't go wrong If you play a little bit of that Creedence song Do do Do do Do do Yeah But daddy took a shine Little girl behind the counter She was moving her hips to the swamp beat Right on time Said could he play somethin' Over there on the jukebox She said you can't go wrong If you play a little bit of that Creedence song Daddy had a plan He asked that girl to marry With a brand new wife They're living on rock & roll Night after night She whispers oh so sweetly Hey you can't go wrong If you play a little bit of that Creedence song Yeah, you can't go wrong if you play a little bit of that Creedence song Do do Do do Do do Well |
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| 4. |
| 3:52 |
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If I was a gambling man
Never would'a let you play your hand With a broken down cowboy like me 'Cause you never can trust your luck He's bad news in a pickup truck That broken down cowboy like me He's played every card he's got Had a good hand but he messed it up With that bum-around, tumble-down heart Saddlebags full of pain Carries 'em around Just like a middle name A losin' streak waitin' for dark Oh, he'll string you along Sing you a lonesome song But he'll wind up alone Again No matter how hard you try Never going to let you get inside That tumble-down broken down heart It's a tough riding rodeo Mean horse threw him Long time ago A broken down cowboy like me But the way I feel about you Wouldn't want that horse To hurt you too A broken down cowboy like me Oh, he'll string you along Sing you a lonesome song But he'll wind up alone Again If I was a gambling man Never would'a let you play that hand With a broken down cowboy like me |
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| 5. |
| 3:23 |
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The river is waiting
Come rise up A new day is dawning Come rise up We be sailin' at first light Come gather Set our course for the crossing Together Sail on, sail on The river is waiting Sail on The river is waitin' I'm ready To slip from this island I'm ready Gonna leave all my sorrow Behind me Lift my face to the new day That's rising Sail on, sail on The river is waiting Sail on |
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| 6. |
| 3:08 |
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Georgie's in the jungle
Knockin' on the door Come to get your children Wants to have a war Come on Lord you'd better run Be a long dark night Before this thing is done Brownie's in the outhouse Katrina on the line Government's a disaster But Georgie, he says it's fine Come on Lord you'd better run Be a long dark night Before this thing is done Rummie's in the kitchen Messin' with the pans Dickie's in the back Stealin' everything he can Come on Lord you'd better run Be a long dark night Before this thing is done You better run You better run Lord you better run Lord you better run Runnin' down the highway Shoutin' to the Lord Georgie's got religion And you know we can't Afford more years Come on Lord you'd gotta run Be a long dark night Before this thing is done Be a long dark night Before this thing is done |
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| 7. |
| 3:20 |
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It was the summer of love
Freedom was in the air Young people everywhere So many questions if you dare It was the summer of love Stand back it will blow your mind Never seen such a powerful time Universe about to unwind Reach out your arms Touch the moon, touch the sky Face to the wind To be free It was the summer of love So many people on the move Flower children lookin' for the truth Will they find it or just excuse Reach out your arms Touch the moon, touch the sky Face to the wind To be free |
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| 8. |
| 4:01 |
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Well the flower was made for beauty
And the bee was made to sting All around this world Honey it's a natural thing It can shake the high and mighty Bring a strong man to his knees All around this world Honey it's a natural thing When a man gets up in the morning He got to find that tiger to tame All around this world You know it's a natural thing But a man alone ain't nothin' Every Tarzan needs a Jane All around this world Honey it's a natural thing Well the little girls lookin' so pretty They make a poor man feel like a king All around this world Honey it's a natural thing It drive a man to cross the desert Or risk his life on a stormy sea All around this world Yeah it's a natural thing Well the flower was made for beauty And the bee was made to sting All around this world Honey it's a natural thing All around this world Honey it's a natural thing |
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| 9. |
| 1:50 |
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There go your big black limousine
Shakin' your booty for the magazine Pickin' and posing like a wannabe It ain't right It ain't right Such a waste of life Maybe you forgot how we live down here People work hard for the money dear You had such a hard day lookin' at the mirror It ain't right It ain't right Honey such a waste of life Another long weekend with your friends I thought that party would never end Well at the old rehab and gone again It ain't right It ain't right Honey such a waste of life Ba Ba Ba Ba Ba, yeah! There go your big black limousine |
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| 10. |
| 1:40 |
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I can't take it no more
I can't take it no more I'm sick and tired of your dirty little war I can't take it no more You know you lied about the casualties You know you lied about the WMD's You know you lied about the detainees All over this world Stop talking about staying the course You keep-a-beating that old dead horse You know you lied about how we went to war I can't take it no more I can't take it I can't take it I bet you never saw the ol' school yard I bet you never saw the national guard Your daddy wrote a check and there you are Another fortunate son I can't take it no more I can't take it no more I'm sick and tired of your dirty little war I can't take it no more I can't take it no more I can't take it no more I'm sick and tired of your dirty little war I can't take it no more |
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| 11. |
| 4:28 |
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I been all around the world
Searching for my baby Tell me where can she be Lookin' high and low Way back in Kokomo It's still a mystery Somebody help me She don't want me no more Somebody help me I can't do this alone I crossed the Great Wall of China Spent my last dime Way down the Amazon Swam the Indian Ocean Been up in Nova Scotia Where has my baby gone Somebody help me There's somethin' goin' wrong Somebody help me I can't do this alone I keep walkin' the backstreets Tryin' to find my baby I keep chasin' the shadows She don't want me no more Don't want me no more I went home to Pocatello Idaho Can I find a familiar face Askin' everybody, everyone I know She disappeared without a trace Somebody help me She don't want me no more Somebody help me I can't do this alone Somebody help me There's somethin' goin' wrong Somebody help me I can't do this alone |
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| 12. |
| 3:38 |
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