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Scarecrow on a wooden cross Blackbird in the barn Four hundred empty acres that used to be my farm I grew up like my daddy did My grandpa cleared this land When I was five I walked the fence while grandpa held my hand Rain on the scarecrow Blood on the plow This land fed a nation This land made me proud And Son I'm just sorry there's no legacy for you now Rain on the scarecrow Blood on the plow Rain on the scarecrow Blood on the plow The crops we grew last summer weren't enough to pay the loans Couldn't buy the seed to plant this spring and the Farmers Bank foreclosed Called my old friend Schepman up to auction off the land He said John it's just my job and I hope you understand Hey calling it your job ol' hoss sure don't make it right But if you want me to I'll say a prayer for your soul tonight And grandma's on the front porch swing with a Bible in her hand Sometimes I hear her singing Take me to the Promised Land When you take away a man's dignity he can't work his fields and cows There'll be blood on the scarecrow Blood on the plow Blood on the scarecrow Blood on the plow Well there's ninety-seven crosses planted in the courthouse yard Ninety-seven families who lost ninety-seven farms I think about my grandpa and my neighbors and my name And some nights I feel like dyin' Like that scarecrow in the rain Rain on the scarecrow Blood on the plow This land fed a nation This land made me proud And Son I'm just sorry they're just memories for you now Rain on the scarecrow Blood on the plow Rain on the scarecrow Blood on the plow Rain on the scarecrow Blood on the plow This land fed a nation This land made me proud And Son I'm just sorry they're just memories for you now Rain on the scarecrow Blood on the plow Rain on the scarecrow Blood on the plow |
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| 2. |
| 4:03 |
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'Twas a dark stormy night
As the train rattled on All the passengers had gone to bed Except a young man with a baby in his arms Who sat there with a bowed-down head The innocent one began crying just then As though its poor heart would break One angry man said, "Make that child stop its noise For it's keeping all of us awake." |
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| 3. |
| 3:42 |
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Well, I was born in a small town And I live in a small town Prob'ly die in a small town Oh, those small communities All my friends are so small town My parents live in the same small town My job is so small town Provides little opportunity Educated in a small town Taught the fear of Jesus in a small town Used to daydream in that small town Another boring romantic that's me I've seen it all in a small town Had myself a ball in a small town Married an L.A. doll and brought her to this small town Now she's small town just like me No, I cannot forget where it is that I come from I cannot forget the people who love me Yeah, I can be myself here in this small town And people let me be just what I want to be Got nothing against a big town Still hayseed enough to say Look who's in the big town But my bed is in a small town Well, I was born in a small town And I can breathe in a small town Gonna die in this small town And that's prob'ly where they'll bury me ... |
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| 4. |
| 4:12 |
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On a Greyhound thirty miles beyond Jamestown
He saw the sun set on the Tennessee line He looked at the young man who was riding beside him He said I'm old kind of worn out inside I worked my whole life in the steel mills near Gary And my father before me I helped build this land Now I'm seventy-seven and with God as my witness I earned every dollar that passed through my hands My family and friends are the best thing I've known Through the eye of the needle I'll carry them home Days turn to minutes and minutes to memories Life sweeps away the dreams that we have planned You are young and you are the future So suck it up and tough it out and be the best you can The rain hit the old dog in the twilight's last gleaming He said Son it sounds like rattling old bones This highway is long but I know some that are longer By sunup tomorrow I guess I'll be home Through the hills of Kentucky 'cross the Ohio river The old man kept talking 'bout his life and his times He fell asleep with his head against the window He said an honest man's pillow is his peace of mind This world offers riches and riches will grow wings I don't take stock in those uncertain things Days turn to minutes and minutes to memories Life sweeps away the dreams that we have planned You are young and you are the future So suck it up and tough it out and be the best you can The old man had a vision but it was hard for me to follow I do things my way and I pay a high price When I think back on the old man and the bus ride Now that I'm older I can see he was right Another hot one out on highway eleven This is my life It's what I've chosen to do There's no free rides, no one said it'd be easy The old man told me this my son i'm telling it to you Days turn to minutes and minutes to memories Life sweeps away the dreams that we have planned You are young and you are the future So suck it up and tough it out and be the best you can |
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| 3:45 |
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She had a dream And boy it was a good one So she chased after her dream With much desire But when she got too close To her expectations Well the dream burned up Like paper in fire Paper in fare Stinkin' up the ashtrays Paper in fire Smokin' up the alleyways Who's to say the way A man should spend his days Do you let them smolder Like paper in fire He wanted love With no involvement So he chased the wind That's all his silly life required And the days of vanity Went on forever And he saw his days burn up Like paper in fire There is a good life Right across this green field And each generation Stares at it from afar But we keep no check On our appetites So the green fields turn to brown Like paper in fire |
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| 3:14 |
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As I run through this life Sometimes it breaks my heart Seein' old people goin' downtown Stumblin' their way through the dark And the little babies cry For their mothers' warmth Sometimes I feel so helpless I don't know where to start And the face of the nation Keeps changin' and changin' The face of th enation I don't recognize it no more The face of the neation The face of the nation So many lonely people Damn those broken dreams Oh yes it could be r You can say that about anything Some got it worse than me Some got it worse than you You see the people starvin' underneath the tree And you wonder what happened to the golden rule You know babe I'm gonna keep on tryin' To put things right If only for me and you Cause the devil sleeps tonight |
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| 4:32 |
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When paradise is no longer fit for you to live in
And your adolescent dreams are gone Through the days you feel a little used up And you don't know where your energy's gone wrong It's just your soul feelin' a little downhearted Sometimes life is too ridiculous to live You count your friends all on one finger I know it sounds crazy just the way that we live Between a laugh and a tear Smile in the mirror as you walk by Between a laugh and a tear And that's as good as it can get for us And there ain't no reason to stop tryin' When this cardboard town can no longer amuse you You see through everything and nothin' seems worthwhile And hypocrite used to be such a big word to you And it don't seem to mean anything to you now Just try to live each and every precious moment Discouraged by the future, forget your past That's old advise but it'll be good to you I know there's a balance 'cuz I see it when I swing past Between a laugh and a tear Smile in the mirror as you walk by Between a laugh and a tear And that's as good as it can get for us And there ain't no reason to stop tryin' Between a laugh and a tear Smile in the mirror as you walk by Between a laugh and a tear And that's as good as it can get for us And there ain't no reason to stop tryin' No, no. When paradise can no longer amuse you..... |
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| 2:58 |
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All the leaves are green All my friends are gone I'm livin' in my hometown I can barely get along I feel sorry for myself That's an easy thing to do I feel sorry for the world I feel sorry for you Yes I am a pitiful sight I can't even get one thing right I know just what it's like To be ridin' in the rumbleseat Yes I know just what it's like To be a big time rider in the rumbleseat Well I could have a nervous breakdown But I don't believe in shrinks I should be drunker than a monkey But I don't like to drink Call up some girls But I'm afraid of the phone I'm always talkin' to myself I guess I'm never alone Am I the only one that feels this way I'd buy myself some stylish clothes But I sure hate to pay I know just what it's like To be ridin' in the rumbleseat Yes I know just what it's like To be a big time rider in the rumbleseat The sun is coming up Just goin' to bed I combed my hair with my pillow Still got some dreams left Tomorrow is a new day Gonna make these dreams come true I'm gonna believe in myself I'll tell you what I'm gonna do I'm gonna stop puttin' myself down I'm gonna turn my life around I'll be ridin' high With my feet kicked up in the rumbleseat Yeah we'll go for a drive And we'll be singin' shotgun from that rumbleseat Yes I'll blow you a kiss And we'll be ridin' big time in my rumbleseat |
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| 10. |
| 4:33 |
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I've seen the Rollin' Stones
Forgot about Johnny Rotten Saw The Who back in '69 Saw Bobby Seal Talkin' to the Panthers Sayin' just what he had on his mind I saw Marlon Brando On a motorcycle He was actin' out rebellion I saw Rocky Stallone In an X-rated movie Called the Italian Stallion I've seen lots of things But I have not seen a lot of other things (But I know) You've got to stand for something Or you're gonna fall for anything You've gotta stand right up for somethin' Or you're gonna fall....for anything I saw Nikita Khrushchev Kissin' Fidel Castro Saw a man walkin' on the moon I saw Miss America In a girly magazine I bet you saw that too I've seen the London Bridge In the middle of the desert Seen 33 years go by I know the American people Paid a high price for justice And I don't know why Nobody seems to know why I know a lot of things But I don't know a lot of other things...Yeah Yeah Yeah You've got to stand for something Or you're gonna fall for anything You've gotta stand right up for somethin' Or you're gonna fall....for anything Well I've been to Harlem County And I've seen Paris, Texas And I've spent some time in Rome I know a lot of funny people In a lot of funny places But the Midwest is my home We've got to start respectin' this world Or it's gonna turn around and bite off our face You've got to stand for something Or you're gonna fall for anything You've got to stand for something Or you're gonna fall for anything...Yeah Yeah Yeah You've got to stand for something Or you're gonna fall for anything Yeah, you've gotta stand right up for somethin' Or you're gonna fall....for anything |
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| 2:54 |
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All the leaves are green All my friends are gone I'm livin' in my hometown I can barely get along I feel sorry for myself That's an easy thing to do I feel sorry for the world I feel sorry for you Yes I am a pitiful sight I can't even get one thing right I know just what it's like To be ridin' in the rumbleseat Yes I know just what it's like To be a big time rider in the rumbleseat Well I could have a nervous breakdown But I don't believe in shrinks I should be drunker than a monkey But I don't like to drink Call up some girls But I'm afraid of the phone I'm always talkin' to myself I guess I'm never alone Am I the only one that feels this way I'd buy myself some stylish clothes But I sure hate to pay The sun is coming up Just goin' to bed I combed my hair with my pillow Still got some dreams left Tomorrow is a new day Gonna make these dreams come true I'm gonna believe in myself I'll tell you what I'm gonna do I'm gonna stop puttin' myself down I'm gonna turn my life around I'll be ridin' high With my feet kicked up in the rumbleseat Yeah we'll go for a drive And we'll be singin' shotgun from that rumbleseat Yes I'll blow you a kiss And we'll be ridin' big time in my rumbleseat |
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| 2:55 |
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Well I don't like it when I see your eyes dartin'
Back and forth across the room And I don't like it when I see you doin' dances Baby that I ain't used to But that's the kind of fella I am That's the kind of fella I am I'm a jealous kinda fella And I might fall in love with you I'm a jealous kinda fella And I just might fall in love with you Hey Well I don't like it when you try to impress me With your daddy's jewels and his car And I don't like it when I hear you talkin' 'Bout your ex-boyfriend the movie star What I like is when you walk me home And you let me hold you tight But I don't like it when I hear that you learned All this from some other guy But that's the kind of fella I am That's the kind of fella I am I'm a jealous kinda fella And I might fall in love with you I'm a jealous kinda fella And I just might fall in love with you Hey So look out But that's the kind of fella I am That's the kind of fella I am I'm a jealous kinda fella And I might fall in love with you I'm a jealous kinda fella And I just might fall in love with you Hey |
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| 4:11 |
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Well, I was born in a small town
And I live in a small town Prob'ly die in a small town Oh, those small communities All my friends are so small town My parents live in the same small town My job is so small town Provides little opportunity Educated in a small town Taught the fear of Jesus in a small town Used to daydream in that small town Another boring romantic, that's me But I've seen it all in a small town Had myself a ball in a small town Married an L.A. doll and brought her to this small town Now she's small town just like me No, I cannot forget from where it is that I come from I cannot forget the people who love me Yeah, I can be myself here in this small town And people let me be just what I want to be Got nothing against a big town Still hayseed enough to say, "Look who's in the big town" But my bed is in a small town Oh, and that's good enough for me Well, I was born in a small town And I can breathe in a small town Gonna die in this small town And that's prob'ly where they'll bury me |
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