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| 4:35 | 
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Think I'll pack it in and buy a pick-up
Take it down to L.A. Find a place to call my own and try to fix up. Start a brand new day. The woman I'm thinking of, she loved me all up But I'm so down today She's so fine, she's in my mind. I hear her callin'. See the lonely boy, out on the weekend Trying to make it pay. Can't relate to joy, he tries to speak and Can't begin to say. She got pictures on the wall, they make me look up From her big brass bed. Now I'm running down the road trying to stay up Somewhere in her head. The woman I'm thinking of, she loved me all up But I'm so down today She's so fine she's in my mind. I hear her callin'. See the lonely boy, out on the weekend Trying to make it pay. Can't relate to joy, he tries to speak and Can't begin to say. |
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| 3:10 |
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Did I see you down in a young girl's town
With your mother in so much pain? I was almost there at the top of the stairs With her screamin' in the rain. Did she wake you up to tell you that It was only a change of plan? Dream up, dream up, let me fill your cup With the promise of a man. Did I see you walking with the boys Though it was not hand in hand? And was some black face in a lonely place When you could understand? Did she wake you up to tell you that It was only a change of plan? Dream up, dream up, let me fill your cup With the promise of a man. Will I see you give more than I can take? Will I only harvest some? As the days fly past will we lose our grasp Or fuse it in the sun? Did she wake you up to tell you that It was only a change of plan? Dream up, dream up, let me fill your cup With the promise of a man. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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| 3. |
| 4:06 |
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My life is changing in so many ways
I don't know who to trust anymore There's a shadow running thru my days Like a beggar going from door to door. I was thinking that maybe I'd get a maid Find a place nearby for her to stay. Just someone to keep my house clean, Fix my meals and go away. A maid. A man needs a maid. A maid. It's hard to make that change When life and love turns strange. And old. To give a love, you gotta live a love. To live a love, you gotta be "part of" When will I see you again? A while ago somewhere I don't know when I was watching a movie with a friend. I fell in love with the actress. She was playing a part that I could understand. A maid. A man needs a maid. A maid. When will I see you again? |
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| 3:07 |
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I want to live
I want to give I've been a miner for a heart of gold It's these expressions I never give That keeps me searching for a heart of gold And I'm getting old Keeps me searching for a heart of gold And I'm getting old I've been to Hollywood I've been to Redwood I crossed the ocean for a heart of gold I've been in my mind it's such a fine line That keeps me searching for a heart of gold And I'm getting old Keeps me searching for a heart of gold And I'm getting old Keeps me searching for a heart of gold Keeps me searching and I'm growing old Keeps me searching for a heart of gold I've been a miner for a heart of gold |
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| 5. |
| 3:24 |
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Slipping and sliding and playing domino
Lefting and then Righting, it's not a crime you know. You gotta tell your story boy, before it's time to go. Are you ready for the country because it's time to go? Are you ready for the country because it's time to go? I was talkin' to the preacher, said God was on my side Then I ran into the hangman, he said it's time to die You gotta tell your story boy, you know the reason why. Are you ready for the country because it's time to go? Are you ready for the country because it's time to go? |
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| 6. |
| 3:25 |
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Old man look at my life,
I'm a lot like you were. Old man look at my life, I'm a lot like you were. Old man look at my life, Twenty four and there's so much more Live alone in a paradise That makes me think of two. Love lost, such a cost, Give me things that don't get lost. Like a coin that won't get tossed Rolling home to you. Old man take a look at my life I'm a lot like you I need someone to love me the whole day through Ah, one look in my eyes and you can tell that's true. Lullabies, look in your eyes, Run around the same old town. Doesn't mean that much to me To mean that much to you. I've been first and last Look at how the time goes past. But I'm all alone at last. Rolling home to you. Old man take a look at my life I'm a lot like you I need someone to love me the whole day through Ah, one look in my eyes and you can tell that's true. Old man look at my life, I'm a lot like you were. Old man look at my life, I'm a lot like you were. |
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| 2:59 |
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There's a world you're living in
No one else has your part All God's children in the wind Take it in and blow hard. Look around you - Has it found you walking down the avenue? See what it brings - Could be good things in the air for you We are leaving. We are gone. Come with us to all alone. Never worry. Never moan. We will leave you all alone. In the mountains, in the cities, you can see the dream. Look around you. Has it found you? Is it what it seems? There's a world you're living in No one else has your part All God's children in the wind Take it in and blow hard. |
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| 8. |
| 4:02 |
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Oh Alabama
The devil fools with the best laid plan. Swing low Alabama You got spare change You got to feel strange And now the moment is all that it meant. Alabama, you got the weight on your shoulders That's breaking your back. Your Cadillac has got a wheel in the ditch And a wheel on the track Oh Alabama Banjos playing through the broken glass Windows down in Alabama. See the old folks tied in white ropes Hear the banjo. Don't it take you down home? Alabama, you got the weight on your shoulders That's breaking your back. Your Cadillac has got a wheel in the ditch And a wheel on the track Oh Alabama. Can I see you and shake your hand. Make friends down in Alabama. I'm from a new land I come to you and see all this ruin What are you doing Alabama? You got the rest of the union to help you along What's going wrong? |
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| 2:03 |
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I caught you knockin' at my cellar door
I love you, baby, can I have some more Ooh, ooh, the damage done. I hit the city and I lost my band I watched the needle take another man Gone, gone, the damage done. I sing the song because I love the man I know that some of you don't understand Milk-blood to keep from running out. I've seen the needle and the damage done A little part of it in everyone But every junkie's like a settin' sun. |
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| 10. |
| 6:40 |
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Someone and someone were down by the pond
Looking for something to plant in the lawn. Out in the fields they were turning the soil I'm sitting here hoping this water will boil When I look through the windows and out on the road They're bringing me presents and saying hello. Singing words, words between the lines of age. Words, words between the lines of age. If I was a junkman selling you cars, Washing your windows and shining your stars, Thinking your mind was my own in a dream What would you wonder and how would it seem? Living in castles a bit at a time The King started laughing and talking in rhyme. Singing words, words between the lines of age. Words, words between the lines of age. |
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