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Tonight's the night Tonight's the night Tonight's the night Tonight's the night Tonight's the night Tonight's the night Tonight's the night Tonight's the night Bruce Berry was a working man He used to load that Econoline van A sparkle was in his eye But his life was in his hands Well, late at night When the people were gone He used to pick up my guitar And sing a song in a shaky voice That was real as the day was long Tonight's the night (yes it is) Tonight's the night Tonight's the night (yes it is) Tonight's the night Early in the morning at the break of day He used to sleep until the afternoon If you never heard him sing I guess you'll want to soon 'Cause people let me tell you It sent a chill up and down my spine When I pick up the telephone And heard that he'd died Out on the mainline. Tonight's the night Tonight's the night Tonight's the night Tonight's the night Bruce Berry was a working man He used to load that Econoline van Well, early in the morning at the break of day He used to sleep until the afternoon. Tonight's the night (yes it is) Tonight's the night Tonight's the night Tonight's the night Tonight's the night Tonight's the night Tonight's the night Tonight's the night |
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I went to the movie the other night, The plot was groovy, it was out of sight. I sat with my popcorn, out lookin' for good times Lost in the cartoon, I grabbed the lifeline. I've been a searcher, I've been a fool, But I've been a long time comin' to you. I'm hopin' for your love to carry me through You're holdin' my baby, and I'm holdin' you, And it's all right. Oh, tell me where the answer lies. Is it in the notebook behind your eyes? When your decision comes to view, I'll be watchin' my TV, and it'll be watchin' you. I've been a searcher, I've been a fool, But I've been a long time comin' to you. I'm hopin' for your love to carry me through You're holdin' my baby, and I'm holdin' you, Yes I am. Speakin' out. |
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| 2:25 |
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You know I lose, you know I win You know I call for the shape I'm in. It's just a game you see me play, Only real in the way That I feel from day to day. Although the answer is not unknown, I'm searchin', searchin', and how I've grown. It's not all right to say goodbye, And the world on a string Doesn't mean a thing. No, the world on a string Doesn't mean a thing. It's only real in the way That I feel from day to day. No, the world on a string Doesn't mean a thing. |
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| 3:26 |
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I'm climbin' this ladder, My head in the clouds I hope that it matters, I'm havin' my doubts. I'm watchin' the skaters Fly by on the lake. Ice frozen six feet deep, How long does it take? I look out on peaceful lands With no war nearby, An ocean of shakin' hands That grab at the sky. I'm singin' this borrowed tune I took from the Rolling Stones, Alone in this empty room Too wasted to write my own. I'm climbin' this ladder, My heads in the clouds I hope that it matters. |
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| 3:36 |
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Come on, baby, let's go downtown, Let's go, let's go, let's go downtown. Come on, baby, let's go downtown, Let's go, let's go, let's go downtown. Walk on, talk on, baby tell no lies. Don't you be caught with a tear in your eye. Sure enough, they'll be sellin' stuff When the moon begins to rise. Pretty bad when you're dealin' with the man, And the light shines in your eyes. Come on, baby, let's go downtown, Let's go, let's go, let's go downtown. Come on, baby, let's go downtown, Let's go, let's go, let's go downtown. Snake eyes, French fries and I got lots of gas. Full moon and a jumpin' tune, now you don't have to ask. Sure enough, they'll be sellin' stuff When the moon begins to rise. Pretty bad when you're dealin' with the man, And the light shines in your eyes. Come on, baby, let's go downtown, Let's go, let's go, let's go downtown. Come on, baby, let's go downtown, Let's go, let's go, let's go downtown. Walk on, talk on, baby tell no lies. Don't you be caught with a tear in your eye. Sure enough, they'll be sellin' stuff When the moon begins to rise. Pretty bad when you're dealin' with the man, And the light shines in your eyes. Pretty bad when you're dealin' with the man, And the light shines in your eyes. |
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| 3:11 |
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Baby mellow my mind, Make me feel like a schoolboy on good time, Jugglin' nickels and dimes, Satisfied with the fish on the line. I've been down the road and I've come back Lonesome whistle on the railroad track Ain't got nothing on those feelings that I had. Something so hard to find, A situation that can casualize your mind. I've been down the road and I've come back Lonesome whistle on the railroad track Ain't got nothing on those feelings that I had. Baby mellow my mind, Make me feel like a schoolboy on good time, Jugglin' nickels and dimes, Satisfied with the fish on the line. |
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It's too dark to put the keys in my ignition, And the mornin' sun is yet to climb my hood ornament. But before too long I might see those flashing red lights Look out, mama, 'cause I'm comin' home tonight. Think I'll roll another number for the road, I feel able to get under any load. Though my feet aren't on the ground, I been standin' on the sound Of some open-hearted people goin' down. I'm not goin' back to Woodstock for a while, Though I long to hear that lonesome hippie smile. I'm a million miles away from that helicopter day No, I don't believe I'll be goin' back that way. Think I'll roll another number for the road, I feel able to get under any load. Though my feet aren't on the ground, I been standin' on the sound Of some open-hearted people goin' down. |
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| 4:02 |
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Well, they say that Santa Fe is less than ninety miles away, And I got time to roll a number and rent a car. Oh, Albuquerque. I've been flyin' down the road, and I've been starvin' to be alone, And independent from the scene that I've known. Albuquerque. So I'll stop when I can, find some fried eggs and country ham. I'll find somewhere where they don't care who I am. Oh, Albuquerque, Albuquerque. |
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| 2:13 |
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New mama's got a sun in her eyes No clouds are in my changing skies Each morning when I wake up to rise I'm livin' in a dreamland. Changing times, ancient reasons, that turn to lies Throw them all away Head in hand, gift of wonders to understand And open all the way. New mama's got a sun in her eyes No clouds are in my changing skies Each morning when I wake up to rise I'm livin' in a dreamland. |
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| 3:55 |
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A hip drag queen and a side-walkin' street wheeler, Comin' down the avenue. They're all your friends, you'll come to love 'em There's a load of 'em waitin' for you. Lookout Joe, you're comin' home. Old times were good times, Old times were good times. Remember Millie from down in Philly? She took my brain and forgot my name. The woman you were with was about the same She took your money and left town. Lookout Joe, you're comin' home. Old times were good times, Old times were good times. Glory Hallelujah! Will I lay my burden down? Singin' on the streets around: Look at that crazy clown. Remember Bill from up on the hill? A Cadillac put a hole in his arm. But old Bill, he's up there still, Havin' a ball rollin' to the bottom. Lookout Joe, you're comin' home. Old times were good times, Old times were good times. |
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| 4:34 |
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Well he shot four men in a cocaine deal And he left them lyin' in an open field Full of old cars with bullet holes in the mirrors. He tried to do his best but he could not. Please take my advice, please take my advice Please take my advice. Open up the tired eyes, Open up the tired eyes. Well, it wasn't supposed to go down that way. But they burned his brother, you know, And they left him lying in the driveway. They let him down with nothin'. He tried to do his best but he could not. Please take my advice, please take my advice Please take my advice. Open up the tired eyes, Open up the tired eyes. Well tell me more, tell me more, tell me more I mean was he a heavy doper or was he just a loser? He was a friend of yours. What do you mean, he had bullet holes in his mirrors? He tried to do his best but he could not. Please take my advice, please take my advice Please take my advice. Open up the tired eyes, Open up the tired eyes. Please take my advice, please take my advice Please take my advice. Open up the tired eyes, Open up the tired eyes. |
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Tonight's the night
Tonight's the night Tonight's the night Tonight's the night Tonight's the night Tonight's the night Tonight's the night Tonight's the night Bruce Berry was a working man He used to load that Econoline van A sparkle was in his eye But his life was in his hands Well, late at night When the people were gone He used to pick up my guitar And sing a song in a shaky voice That was real as the day was long Tonight's the night (yes it is) Tonight's the night Tonight's the night (yes it is) Tonight's the night Early in the morning at the break of day He used to sleep until the afternoon If you never heard him sing I guess you'll want to soon 'Cause people let me tell you It sent a chill up and down my spine When I pick up the telephone And heard that he'd died Out on the mainline. Tonight's the night Tonight's the night Tonight's the night Tonight's the night Bruce Berry was a working man He used to load that Econoline van Well, early in the morning at the break of day He used to sleep until the afternoon. Tonight's the night (yes it is) Tonight's the night Tonight's the night Tonight's the night Tonight's the night Tonight's the night Tonight's the night Tonight's the night |
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