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| 1. |
| 3:27 | 
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CHORUS:
I'm lookin' for a reason to stay. I'm all wound up and tied in knots today. I'm lookin' for a reason not to go. When the morning comes, I'll be on my way. Ev'ry night I ask myself again Just what it was that made our dream begin. It seemed like a good idea way back then. But I'm wond'rin' now what daydream took me in. CHORUS Yesterday I tried once more to find A way to share the trouble on my mind. It seems like you turn away ev'ry time. I used to like it here, I can't remember why. CHORUS CHORUS |
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| 2. |
| 2:11 |
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Who'll take the coal from the mine?
Who'll take the salt from the earth? Who'll take the leaf and grow it to the tree? Don't look now; it ain't you or me. Who'll work the field with his hands? Who'll put his back to the plow? Who'll take the mountain and give it to the sea? Don't look now; it ain't you or me. Don't look now; someone's done your starvin'. Don't look now; someone's done your prayin', too. Who'll make the shoes for your feet? Who'll make the clothes that you wear? Who'll take the promise that you don't have to keep? Don't look now; it ain't you or me. Well, don't look now; someone's done your starvin'. Don't look now; someone's done your prayin', too. Who'll take the coal from the mine? Who'll take the salt from the earth? Who'll take the promise that you don't have to keep? Don't look now; it ain't you or me. |
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| 3. |
| 3:12 |
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Just about a year ago I set out on the road
Seekin' my fame and fortune Looking for a pot of gold Things got bad and things got worse I guess you will know the tune Oh, lord, I'm stuck in Lodi again Rode in on the greyhound I'll be walkin' out if I go I was just passin' through Must be seven months or more I ran out of time and money Looks like they took my friends Oh, lord, stuck in Lodi again Man from a magazine Said I was on my way Somwhere I lost connection Ran out of songs to play I came into town a one-night stand Looks like my plans fell through Oh, Lord, stuck in Lodi again If I only had a dollar for every song I've sung Every time I had to play while people sat there drunk You know I'd catch the next train Back to where I live Oh, Lord, stuck in Lodi again Oh, Lord, stuck in Lodi again |
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| 4. |
| 2:19 |
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Yes, my baby left me
Never said a word. Was it something I done, Something that she heard? You know, she left me; My baby left me. My baby even left me Never said a word. But I stand at my window, Wring my hands and cry. I hate to lose that woman, Hate to say goodbye. You know, she left me; My baby left me. My baby even left me Never said goodbye. Play it, Blues Boy! And now, one of these mornings, Lord, it won't be long, You'll look for me, and baby, Daddy will be gone. You know, she left me; My baby left me. My baby even left me Never said a word. Lord, I stand at my window, Wring my hands and moan. All I know is that The one I love is gone. You know, she left me; My baby left me. My baby even left me Never said goodbye. My baby even left me Never said goodbye. |
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| 5. |
| 2:13 |
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I said 'Hello Mary Lou, Goodbye heart,
Sweet Mary Lou, I'm so in love with you I knew Mary Lou, We'd never part So Hello Mary Lou, Goodbye heart.' Passed me by one sunny day, flashed those big brown eyes my way And oo I wanted you forever more I'm not one that gets around, swear my feet stuck to the ground And though I never did meet you before I said 'Hello Mary Lou, Goodbye heart, Sweet Mary Lou, I'm so in love with you I knew Mary Lou, We'd never part So Hello Mary Lou, Goodbye heart.' Saw your lips I heard your voice, believe me I just had no choice, Wild horses couldn't make me stay away. Thought about a moonlit night, my arms around you good an' tight, That's all I had to see for me to say. 'Hello Mary Lou, Goodbye heart, Sweet Mary Lou, I'm so in love with you I knew Mary Lou, We'd never part So Hello Mary Lou, Goodbye heart. So Hello Mary Lou, Goodbye heart. Yes, Hello Mary Lou, Goodbye heart.' |
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| 6. |
| 7:13 |
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Move,
Down the road I go. Move, Down the road I go. There's mud in the water, Roach in the cellar, Bugs in the sugar, Mortgage on the home, Mortgage on the home. There's garbage on the sidewalk, Highways in the backyard, Police on the corner, Mortgage on the car, Mortgage on the car. Move, Down the road I go. They're selling independence, Actors in the White House, Acid in digestion, Mortgage on my life, Mortgage on my life. Move, Down the road I go. Ramble tamble, Ramble tamble, Ramble tamble. |
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| 7. |
| 2:56 |
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When I was a little bitty baby
My mama would rock me in the cradle In them old cotton fields back home It was down in Louisiana Just about a mile from Texarkana In them old cotton fields back home Oh, when them cotton bolls get rotten You can't pick very much cotton In them old cotton fields back home It was down in Louisiana Just about a mile from Texarkana In them old cotton fields back home When I was a little bitty baby My mama would rock me in the cradle In them old cotton fields back home It was down in Louisiana Just about a mile from Texarkana In them old cotton fields back home Oh, when them cotton bolls get rotten You can't pick very much cotton In them old cotton fields back home It was down in Louisiana Just about a mile from Texarkana In them old cotton fields back home When I was a little bitty baby My mama would rock me in the cradle In them old cotton fields back home It was down in Louisiana Just about a mile from Texarkana In them old cotton fields back home In them old cotton fields back home |
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| 8. |
| 3:28 |
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Before you accuse me, take a look at yourself.
Before you accuse me, take a look at yourself. You say I've been buyin' another woman clothes, But you've been talkin' to someone else. I called your mama 'bout three or four nights ago. I called your mama 'bout three or four nights ago. Your mama said, "Son, Don't call my daughter no more." Before you accuse me, take a look at yourself. Before you accuse me, take a look at yourself. You say I've been buyin' another woman clothes, But you've been takin' money from someone else. Come on back home, baby, try my love one more time. Come on back home, baby, try my love one more time. You've been gone away so long; I'm just about to lose my mind. Before you accuse me, take a look at yourself. Before you accuse me, take a look at yourself. You say I've been buyin' another woman clothes, But you've been talkin' to someone else. |
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| 9. |
| 4:56 |
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Wrote a song for everyone
Met myself a comin’ county welfare line. I was feelin’ strung out, Hung out on the line. Saw myself a goin’, down to war in June. All I want, All I want is to write myself a tune. CHORUS: Wrote A Song For Ev’ryone, Wrote a song for truth. Wrote A Song For Ev’ryone And I couldn’t even talk to you. Got myself arrested, Wound me up in jail. Richmond ‘bout to blow up, Communication failed. If you see the answer, now’s the time to say. All I want, All I want is to get you down to pray. Wrote A Song For Ev’ryone, Wrote a song for truth. Wrote A Song For Ev’ryone And I couldn’t even talk to you. Wrote A Song For Ev’ryone, Wrote a song for truth. Wrote A Song For Ev’ryone And I couldn’t even talk to you. Saw the people standin’ thousand years in chains. Somebody said it’s diff’rent now, look, it’s just the same. Pharoahs spin the message, round and round the truth. They could have saved a million people, How can I tell you? Wrote A Song For Ev’ryone, Wrote a song for truth. Wrote A Song For Ev’ryone And I couldn’t even talk to you. Wrote A Song For Ev’ryone, Wrote a song for truth. Wrote A Song For Ev’ryone And I couldn’t even talk to you. Wrote A Song For Ev’ryone, Wrote a song for truth. Wrote A Song For Ev’ryone And I couldn’t even talk to you. |
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| 10. |
| 2:08 |
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Hey, baby, jump over here;
When you do the ooby dooby, I gotta be there. Ooby dooby, ooby dooby, ooby dooby, ooby dooby, Ooby dooby, ooby dooby, ooby dooby, Ooby dooby-wah, doo-wah, doo-wah, doo-wah. Well, you wiggle to the left, you wiggle to the right, You do the ooby dooby with all your might. Ooby dooby, ooby dooby, ooby dooby, ooby dooby, Ooby dooby, ooby dooby, ooby dooby, Ooby dooby-wah, doo-wah, doo-wah, doo-wah. Well, you wiggle an' you shake like a big rattlesnake; You do the Ooby Dooby till you think you're gonna break. Ooby dooby, ooby dooby, ooby dooby, ooby dooby, Ooby dooby, ooby dooby, ooby dooby, Ooby dooby-wah, doo-wah, doo-wah, doo-wah. I'm movin' and struttin' 'cause now I know How to do the ooby dooby, baby, let's go. Ooby dooby, ooby dooby, ooby dooby, ooby dooby, Ooby dooby, ooby dooby, ooby dooby, Ooby dooby-wah, doo-wah, doo-wah, doo-wah. |
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| 11. |
| 3:19 |
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I went down to the station
Just to take a ride. I went down to the station Just to take a ride. Found myself on a flat-car Yesterday behind. Pullin' out from the platform, There was no brass band. I pulled out from the platform; Nobody raised a hand. And there were no tears of regret From my runaway train, Train, train, train, train. Got no sand in my pocket, You know, I ain't tied down. Ain't no sand in my pocket, Never do sit down. I'm just a cross-tie walker Where the freight trains run, Run, run, run, run. If you see me a-comin', Don't you waste my time. If you see me a-comin', Don't you waste my time. 'Cause there's more miles between us Than the Santa Fe Line. Run, run, run, run. Mm-mm-mm-mm-mm, Mm-mm-mm-mm-mm. Mm-mm-mm-mm-mm, Mm-mm-mm-mm-mm... |
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| 12. |
| 2:33 |
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Just got home from Illinois,
Lock the front door, oh, boy! Got to sit down, Take a rest on the porch. Imagination sets in, Pretty soon I'm singin'. Doo, doo, doo, Lookin' out my back door. There's a giant doing cartwheels, A statue wearin' high heels. Look at all the happy Creatures dancing on the lawn. A Dinosaur Victrola List'ning to Buck Owens. Doo, doo, doo, Lookin' out my back door. Tambourines and elephants Are playing in the band. Won't you take a ride On the flyin' spoon? Doo, doo-doo. Wond'rous apparition Provided by magician. Doo, doo, doo, Lookin' out my back door. Tambourines and elephants Are playing in the band. Won't you take a ride On the flyin' spoon? Doo, doo-doo. Bother me tomorrow, Today I'll buy no sorrows. Doo, doo, doo, Lookin' out my back door. Forward troubles Illinois, Lock the front door, oh, boy! Look at all the happy Creatures dancing on the lawn. Bother me tomorrow, Today I'll buy no sorrows. Doo, doo, doo, Lookin' out my back door. |
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| 13. |
| 3:01 |
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The sun came up and pushed away the clouds.
Stumbled back to my room, really don't know how. I won't wake up 'til this afternoon, Been out walkin' all night again. Stranger here try'n' to have fun; Far from home, it's just begun. Give out the warm; it comes back cold. Oh, God, I need someone to hold. The coffee's cold, it's gonna have to do. My feet are shot, feelin' hungry too. People don't have a thing to say, Feel your dignity slip away. Won't wake up 'til this afternoon To waste a time, 'cause there's nothing new. Give out the warm; it comes back cold. Oh, God, I need someone to hold. Give out the warm; it comes back cold. Oh, God, I need someone to hold. A city nice as this one should be kind. It pushed me down, really don't know why. When I wake up this afternoon, Another day to make it through, Might get lucky and find a dime, Things don't change, gonna give up tryin'. Give out the warm; it comes back cold. Oh, God, I need someone to hold. Give out the warm; it comes back cold. Oh, God, I need someone to hold. Give out the warm, it comes back cold. Give out the warm, it comes back cold. Give out the warm, it comes back cold. Give out the warm, it comes back cold. Give out the warm, it comes back cold... |
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| 14. |
| 2:15 |
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Playin' a pavilion on the outskirts of town,
Playin' where my roller derby rolls. Just a part-time music man, A-nobody at the plant, I'm tearin' up the country with a song. Mom and Papa told me, "Son, you gotta go to school; Only way to make the fam'ly proud." I paid no attention, left my books at home, Rather play my music real loud. Tearin' up the country with a song, Tearin' up the country with a song. I paid no attention, left my books at home, Rather play my music real loud. Play it loud, now! Woo! Tearin' up the country with a song, Tearin' up the country with a song. I paid no attention, left my books at home, Rather play my music real loud. Ran into a dry spell, seemed nowhere to go. Good luck turned the tide, I'm on my way. I remember loadin' big trucks When the summer sun was hot, You know, I could still be there, but I'm not. Tearin' up the country with a song, Tearin' up the country with a song. I remember loadin' big trucks When the summer sun was hot, You know, I could still be there, but I'm not. Tearin' up the country with a song, I'm tearin' up the country with a song. 'Member loadin' big trucks When the summer sun was hot, You know, I could still be there, but I'm not. |
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| 15. |
| 3:57 |
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It's just a thought,
But I've noticed somethin' strange, Gettin' harder to explain. All the years are passin' by and by; Still I don't know What makes it go. Who said to wait and you'll see? It's just a thought, But I wondered if you knew That the song up there is you. They can't take it from you If you don't give it away, Don't give it away. Ooh, it's given away. It's just a thought, But the word has come too late, That a bad idea will take Just about a lifetime to explain, And don't you see? Good one's gonna be much longer. Who's gonna wait just to see? |
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