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She's a devil in disguise you can see it in her eyes
She's telling dirty lies she's a devil in disguise in disguise Now a woman like that all she does is hate you She doesn't know what makes a man a man She'll talk about the times that she's been with you She'll speak your HREF to everyone she can She's a devil in disguise you can see it in her eyes She's telling dirty lies she's a devil in disguise in disguise Unhappiness has been her close companion Her world is full of jealousy and doubt It gets her off to see a person crying She's just the kind that you can't do without She's a devil in disguise you can see it in her eyes She's telling dirty lies she's a devil in disguise in disguise Her number always turns up in your pocket Whenever you are looking for a dime It's all right to call her but I'll bet you The moon is full and your just wasting time |
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| 2. |
| 4:09 |
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This old town is filled with sin
It will swallow you in If you've got some money to burn Take it home right away You've got three years to pay But Satan is waiting his turn The scientists say It will all wash away But we don't believe any more Cause we've got our recruits And our green mohair suits So please show your I.D. at the door This old earthquake's gonna leave me in the poor house It seems like this whole town's insane On the thirty-first floor a gold plated door Won't keep out the Lord's burning rain A friend came around Tried to clean up this town His ideas made some people mad But he trusted his crowd So he spoke right out loud And they lost the best friend they had This old earthquake's gonna leave me in the poor house It seems like this whole town's insane On the thirty-first floor a gold plated door Won't keep out the Lord's burning rain On the thirty-first floor a gold plated door Won't keep out the Lord's burning rain |
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Take me to heart and I'll always love you
And nobody else could make me do wrong Take me for granted and I'll tag right along Makes will power weak and temptation strong A woman's only human this you must understand She's not just a play thing she expects love just like a man So if you want to do right all day woman You gotta be a do right all night man They say that's it's a man's world But you can't prove that by me But as long as we're together baby You better show some respect for me So if you want to do right all day woman You gotta be a do right all night man You gotta be a do right all night man You gotta be a do right all night man You gotta be a do right all night man |
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| 4. |
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At the dark end of the street
that is where we always meet hiding in shadows where we don't belong living in darkness, to hide alone You and me, at the dark end of the street You and me I know a time has gonna take it's toll we have to pay for the love we stole It's a sin and we know it's wrong Oh, our love keeps going on strong Steal away to the dark end of the street You and me They gonna find us, they gonna find us They gonna find us love someday You and me, at the dark end of the street You and me When the daylight all goes around And by chance we're both down the town Please meet, just walk, walk on by Oh, darling, please don't you cry You and me, at the dark end of the street You and me |
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| 5. |
| 2:38 |
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A letter came today from my draft board
With trembling hands I read the questionare It asked me lots of things about my mamma and poppa Now that ain't what I call exactly fair So I'm headed for the nearest foreign border Vancouver may be my kind of town Cause they don't need the kind of law and order That tends to keep a good man underground A sad old soldier once told me a story About a battlefield that he was on He said a man should never fight for glory He must know what is right and what is wrong So I'm headed for the nearest foreign border Vancouver may be my kind of town That tends to keep a good man underground Now I don't know how much I owe my uncle But I suspect it's more than I can pay He'sa sking me to sign a three year contract I guess I'll catch the first bus out today So I'm headed for the nearest foreign border Vancouver may be my kind of town Cause they don't need the kind of law and order That tends to keep a good man underground |
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| 6. |
| 3:02 |
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We've all got wheels to take ourselves away
We've got the telephones to say what we can't say We all got higher and higher every day Come on wheels take this boy away We're not afraid to ride We're not afraid to die come on wheels take me home today So come on wheels take this boy away And when I feel my time is almost up And destiny is in my right hand I'll turn to him who made my faith so strong Come on wheels make this boy a man We're not afraid to ride We're not afraid to die come on wheels take me home today So come on wheels take this boy away Come on wheels take this boy away |
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| 7. |
| 2:30 |
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No affection were the words that stuck on my mind
When she walked out on me for the very last time Oh mamma sweet mamma can you tell me what to say I don't know what I've done to be treated this way In a cold dirty room that's where I found myself With a bottle of wine and some pills off the shelf Oh mamma sweet mamma can you tell me what to say I don't know what I've done and I'm feeling so ashamed Then an angel appeared she was just 17 In a dirty old town with a conscious so clean Oh mamma sweet mamma can you tell me what to say She's brought back the life that I once threw away |
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| 3:40 |
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There's a place everyone of us can go to
Maybe you have been there once or twice Where all your friends just look at you and whisper They want to give you nothing but advice When you walk in they all know what you're after And the higher that you get the more they'll see In a dark room filled with music, wine and laughter Your eyes keep searching for her constantly Is it that one in the corner with her eyes filled with tears Or is she the one who's having fun drinking too much beer Every night it's the same sad old procedure The doorman winks at you on your way out 'Cause deep inside he knows you'll be returning And he's got something you can't live without There's nothing new that can be said about dirt And there's nothing left inside your heart but the same old hurt Of an old love's fancy life that left you stranded in a dream Ain't you glad you're a high fashion queen Ain't you glad you're a high fashion queen ------------- Lyrics Powered by LyricFind Written By GRAM PARSONS, CHRIS ETHRIDGE <i>Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group</i> |
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| 9. |
| 3:15 |
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Yes, you loved me and you sold my clothes
I love you, but that's the way that it goes So it goes Yes, you know how I feel So it goes It just couldn't be real And we know it's wrong And I don't think it's gonna go on When I come home carrying my shoes I've been waiting to tell you some news And you want me home all night And you don't want another fight But you better love Find some love You better love me, Jesus Christ Yes, you loved me and you sold all my clothes I love you, baby, but that's the way that it goes So it goes I guess you know how I feel So it goes Yes, it couldn't be real And you want me home all night You just don't want another fight But you better love Find some love Love me baby, Jesus Christ ------------- Lyrics Powered by LyricFind Written By GRAM PARSONS, CHRIS ETHRIDGE <i>Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group</i> |
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| 2:08 |
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Do you know how it feels to be loneso
When there's just no one left who really cares Did you ever try to smile at some people And all they ever seem to do is stare And you remember how it feels to be cold again When the happiness of love has gone away And you never want to go out on the street again And you only seem to live from day to day Do you know how it feels to be lonesome When there's just no one left who really cares Did you ever try to smile at some people And all they ever seem to do is stare And all they ever seem to do is stare |
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| 11. |
| 4:55 |
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I was walking down the street the other day
A sight came before my eyes It was a little hippie boy I must have been twice his size His appearance typed his strange breed Gaudy clothes, long stringy hair hanging down I'd seen perhaps a thousand In my early trips to town As he walked on beside me on down the block I noticed no unpleasing smell. He might have been on the weed or even LSD But if he was I couldn't tell... So we walked together that way through this neighborhood. Finally he turned around to me And he said "friend we're a million miles apart But you know something? We can enjoy the sunshine and the weather. So why don't we put our differences aside And just talk to each other? You see this box beneath my arm? To you it's plain, it has no charm But to someone dearest to my heart This box has played a tragic part This little one can't tell you himself About his life and how he died. But if anyone else could speak for him, I guess I'm qualified. This boy was in Chicago he didn't know why he was there. He was with his family and friends and he didn't really care. You might have been one of those who saw The struggle there on your television screen The tragic thing is so much else happened That no one else could have seen. A stranger handed this boy a dollar To do a simple chore To carry a package to a nearby hotel. And when he returned he'd get two more But when he came back he sort of lost his way walking through the crowd. One of them things you ask yourself, How the Lord allowed But when he was found he was like he is now,dreaming sweet and still. And in his little hand was a crumpled dollar bill. Now you can take that dollar Get four cents on it, compound it quarterly at any downtown bank. So they can back some hot new tank or atom bomb. Well, what I'm going to tell you now, you can stay or you can leave. You kind of listened to my story so far but just one more thing... It's the same for any hippie, bum or hillbilly out on the street. Just remember this little boy and never carry more than you can eat." Now could you help us sing this song, please There will be peace in the valley for him now we pray. I will think of the little hippie boy that way. |
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| 3:03 |
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Six more days and I'll be gone
Get on the train that'll take me home That old train is where I belong Home's gonna feel just fine When that old train's gonna move me down the line Yes, I know him and you do too There's a lot he can do for you Looking down from on his throne Gonna make you feel alright Just let him keep his arms around you tight He gave this world to you and me We're going fishing in the creek So find yourself a little girl The world's gonna be alright Just keep your arms around each other tight |
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| 2:59 |
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It's a lazy day I'm down with nothing else to do
It's a crazy day I got a thing that I want to try with you Now baby don't you go away please don't spoil my lazy day Isn't it better didn't you know Just sitting down here by my radio I'm gonna make you worry none about your income tax No there's no need to worry I'll teach you how to relax It's a lazy day I'm down with nothing else to do It's a crazy day I got a thing that I want to try with you Now baby don't you go away please don't spoil my lazy day SOLO No you don't have to think about nothing to do When I get you down to my barbacue I'm gonna make you feel funny And sparkel like a brand new dime No I don't have any money But I always got plenty of time It's a lazy day I'm down with nothing else to do It's a crazy day I got a thing that I want to try with you Now baby don't you go away please don't spoil my lazy day |
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| 3:19 |
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Howard
Yes I know she's the life of the party And without her things here would die Oh but don't be fooled by her laughter She has her sad times, she knows how to cry. She drinks and she talks just a little too loud And with her black gown she hangs around with any old crowd Yes I know I'm to blame and I feel so ashamed That I made her the image of me. I met her in a little country town She was settled and old-fashioned in some ways But she loved me till I dragged her down Then she just gave up and drifted away. She drinks and she talks just a little too loud And with her black gown she hangs around with any old crowd Yes I know I'm to blame and I feel so ashamed That I made her the image of me. Yes I know I'm to blame and I feel so ashamed That I made her the image of me. |
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| 2:07 |
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There's a place everyone of us can go to
Maybe you have been there once or twice Where all your friends just look at you and whisper They want to give you nothing but advice When you walk in they all know what you're after And the higher that you get the more they'll see In a dark room filled with music, wine and laughter Your eyes keep searching for her constantly Is it that one in the corner with her eyes filled with tears Or is she the one who's having fun drinking too much beer Every night it's the same sad old procedure The doorman winks at you on your way out 'Cause deep inside he knows you'll be returning And he's got something you can't live without There's nothing new that can be said about dirt And there's nothing left inside your heart but the same old hurt Of an old love's fancy life that left you stranded in a dream Ain't you glad you're a high fashion queen Ain't you glad you're a high fashion queen |
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| 1:49 |
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Listen to me, baby,
There's something you must see. I want to be with you, gal, If you want to be with me. But if you got to go, It's all right. But if you got to go, go now, Or else you gotta stay all night. It ain't that I'm questionin' you. To take part in any quiz. It's just that I ain't got no watch An' you keep askin' me what time it is. But if you got to go, It's all right. But if you got to go, go now, Or else you gotta stay all night. I am just a poor boy, baby, Lookin' to connect. But I certainly don't want you thinkin' That I ain't got any respect. But if you got to go, It's all right. But if you got to go, go now, Or else you gotta stay all night. You know I'd have nightmares And a guilty conscience, too, If I kept you from anything That you really wanted to do. But if you got to go, It's all right. But if you got to go, go now, Or else you gotta stay all night. It ain't that I'm wantin' Anything you never gave before. It's just that I'll be sleepin' soon, It'll be too dark for you to find the door. But if you got to go, It's all right. But if you got to go, go now, Or else you gotta stay all night. |
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| 2:30 |
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She calls me the man in the fog
Take me she says just one time Our seats our so close in the dark And this feeling's not mine I can't stop this feeling's not mine I came by her place once before Thought I would go for a ride I saw through the screen on the door how Her old mama cried She wouldn't let me inside SOLO My daughter is in such a fog She seems to be under a spell It's all I can do Just to keep you away if I can Soon as you're gone she'll be well A note came along in the mail Be under my window at nine I got up the money for bail Baby, everything's fine We're gonna make it this time SOLO We can get lost in the crowd Places we already know Like all the parks And the taverns where old people go Waiting for winter's white snow |
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| 4:01 |
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Father along we'll know all about it
Farther along we'll understand why Cheer up my brother live in the sunshine We'll understand it all by and by When we see Jesus coming in glory When he comes from his home in the sky Then we shall meet him in that bright mansion We'll understand it all by and by SOLO Father along we'll know all about it Farther along we'll understand why Cheer up my brother live in the sunshine We'll understand it all by and by We'll understand it all by and by |
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| 2:29 |
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I don't ever think about tomorrow
Whether or why is all on another day And I think it's been said by somebody up ahead The older guys tell me what it's all about The older guys really got it all worked out Since we got the older guys to show us how I don't see why we can't stop right now It's so cold staying living down on the ocean Dead on the beach is where I want to rent my home and I think it's been said by somebody up ahead The older guys get the ladies with their style The older guys squeeze 'em till it makes them smile What's the sense of looking like a cop on the beat What's the sense of looking like a girl on the street |
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| 2:44 |
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Cody, Cody I hear you say
I hear your voice calling me away I'm not afraid to think of what I might find I will be yours, will you be mine We've all been young, we've all been old We've all been sheltered from the cold Come to my side and say what I think I already know I'm going away don't you want to go SOLO I remember the face that Harvey drew It was of a man That my eyes saw through Come by my side before the evening is gone And see where else this body's flown |
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| 2:06 |
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Straight-backed chair and a table
Where he sits when he's able To walk over from bedridden misery To record from his thoughts On a worn out table cloth Where he'd been while His mind breaks sleeplessly Though his body's bent with age You know, he's still out on that stage Entertaining all his friends That pause to greet him at the door Forty-nine years out on the road Many nights he'd saved a soul Now he sits and waits To claim his own reward God's own singer of songs is going home Though he's poor, he might be The richest one you know All his pain will set him free Wash his soul and cleans him clean God's own singer of songs is going home God's own singer of songs is going home |
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| 2:20 |
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There is a man, a tall man, follows no one
Out in a storm can he stay warm From all the things that he's done Oh the city lights are such pretty lights Can't he move on, tell him it's alright Sing your song and say that it's alright Say it's alright There is a man, a crippled man, is he soldier Can his new wife live out her life The way he told her Oh see her pride, I see it burning bright Be a scream and say that's it's alright Shake your fist and tell him it's alright Say it's alright Where you have been is not a sin, it's where you're going Hurt anyone by what you've done and it starts showing Although you can't complain about the wind and the rain you gather down in the churchyard just the same You want everyone to wash away the stain It's very claim |
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Childhood living is easy to do
The things you wanted I bought them for you Graceless lady you know who I am You know I can't let you slide through my hands Wild horses couldn't drag me away Wild wild horses couldn't drag me away I watched you suffer a dull aching pain Now you've decided to show me the same No sweeping exits or off stage lights Could make me feel bitter or treat you unkind Wild horses couldn't drag me away Wild wild horses couldn't drag me away Solo I know I've dreamed you a sin and a lie I had my freedom but I don't have much time Faith has been broken tears must be cried Let's do some living after we die Wild horses couldn't drag me away Wild wild horses we'll ride them some day SOLO Wild horses couldn't drag me away Wild wild horses we'll ride them some day |
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| 2:55 |
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Well I pulled out of Pittsburgh
Rollin' down the Eastern seaboard I got my diesel wound up And she's a-runnin' like never before There's a speed zone ahead alright But I don't see a cop in sight Six days on the road And I'm gonna make it home tonight I got ten forward gears And a George Overdrive I'm takin' little white pills And my eyes are opened wide I just passed a Jimmy and White I been passin' everythin' in sight Six days on the road And I'm gonna make it home tonight SOLO Well it seems like a month since I kissed my baby goodbye I could have a lotta women But I'm not like some other guys I could find me one to hold me tight But I could never make believe it's alright Six days on the road And I'm gonna make it home tonight The FBI is checkin' on down the line Well I'm a little overweight But my log books way behind But nothin' bothers me tonight I'm gonna dodge all the scales alright Six days on the road And I'm gonna make it home tonight SOLO My rigs a little old but That don't mean she's slow There's a good flame blowin' From her smoke stack, black as coal Well my home town's commin' in sight And if you think I'm happy, you're right Six days on the road And I'm gonna make it home tonight |
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