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I'm walkin', yes indeed and I'm talkin' About you and me, I'm hopin' That you'll come back to me, I'm lonely as I can be, I'm waitin' For your company, I'm hopin' That you'll come back to meWhat you gonna do when the well runs dry? You gonna run away and hide I'm gonna run right by your side For you pretty baby I'll even die I'm walkin', yes indeed and I'm talkin' About you and me, I'm hopin' That you'll come back to meWell, what you gonna do when the well runs dry? You're gonna sit right down and cry What you gonna do when I say goodbye All you gonna do is dry your eye I'm walkin', yes indeed and I'm talkin' About you and me, I'm hopin' That you'll come back to me |
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| 2. |
| 7:07 | 
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| 3. |
| 5:28 |
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In a quaint caravan There's a lady they call The Gypsy She can look in the future And drive away all your fearsEverything will go right If you only believe The Gypsy She could tell at a glance That my heart was so full of tearsShe looked at my hand and told me My lover was always true Then all that onces I knew, dear Somebody else was kissing you But I'll go there again 'Cause I want to believe The Gypsy That my lover is true And will come back to me some day She looked at my hand and told me My lover was always true Then all that onces I knew, dear Somebody else was kissing you But I'll go there again 'Cause I got to believe The Gypsy That my lover is true And will come back to me some day That my lover is true And will come back to me some day |
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| 4. |
| 6:53 |
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Ask me how do I feel now that we're cosy and clinging Well sir, all I can say, is if I were a bell I'd be ringing!From the moment we kissed tonight That's the way I've just gotta behave Boy, if I were a lamp I'd light And If I were a banner I'd wave!Ask me how do I feel, little me with my quiet upbringing Well sir, all I can say is if gate I'd be swinging! And if I were a watch I'd start popping my springs! Or if I were a bell I'd go ding dong, ding dong ding!Ask me how do I feel from this chemistry lesson I'm learning. Well sir, all I can say is if I were a I'd be burning! Yes, I knew my moral would crack From the wonderful way that you looked! Boy, if I were a duck I'd quack! Or if I were a goose I'd be cooked!Ask me how do I feel, now that we're fondly caressing Well, if I were a salad I know I'd be splashing my dressing Oh, If I were a season I shortly be spring Yes, or if I were a bell I'd go ding dong, ding dong ding! |
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| 5. |
| 3:43 |
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Way down yonder in New Orleans In the land of the dreamy scenes It's a garden of Eden...you know what I meanCreole babies with lovin' eyes Softly whisper their tender sighs Stop..ya bet your life you'll linger there...a little while Stop....won't you give your lady fair...a little smileIt's the heaven right here on earth All the beautiful queens Way down yonder in New...OrleansStop....won't you give your lady fair...a little smile Stop....give lady fair...a little smile Oh! It's the heaven right here on earth All the beautiful queens, Look out! Way down yonder in New Orleans |
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| 6. |
| 4:07 |
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I'm coming home I've done my time And I have to know what is or isn't mine If you received my letter Telling you I'd soon be free Then you'd know just what to do If you still want me If you still want meOh tie a yellow ribbon 'Round the old oak tree It's been three long years Do you still want me If I don't see a yellow ribbon 'Round the old oak tree I'll stay on the bus, forget about us Put the blame on me If I don't see a yellow ribbon 'Round the old oak treeBus driver please look for me 'Cause I couldn't bare to see what I might see I'm really still in prison And my love she holds the key A simple yellow ribbon's all I need to set me free I wrote and told her pleaseOh tie a yellow ribbon 'Round the old oak tree It's been three long years Do you still want me If I don't see a yellow ribbon 'Round the old oak tree I'll stay on the bus, forget about us Put the blame on me If I don't see a yellow ribbon 'Round the old oak treeNow the whole damn bus is cheering And I can't believe I see A hundred yellow ribbons 'Round the old, the old oak treeTie a ribbon 'round the old oak tree Tie a ribbon 'round the old oak tree Tie a ribbon 'round the old oak tree Tie a ribbon 'round the old oak treeTie a ribbon 'round the old oak tree Tie a ribbon 'round the old oak tree Tie a ribbon 'round the old oak tree Tie a ribbon 'round the old oak tree |
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| 7. |
| 3:49 |
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If your whole life somehow Wasn't much 'til now And you've almost lost Your will to live No matter what you've been through Long as there's breath in you There is always one more timeIf your dreams go bad Every one that you've had don't you think that your dreams Can't come true Because it's funny about dreams Just strange as it seems Becouse there is always one more timeTurnin' corners Turnin' corners Only a state of mind Only a state of mind Keeping your eyes closed Keeping your eyes closed Worse than being blind Worse than being blind If better a heart out there If better a heart out there Looking for someone to share Looking for someone to share I don't care if it's been I don't care if it's been Turned down time and time again Turned down time and time again And if we meet some day And if we meet some day Please don't walk away No, no don't walk away 'Cause there is always always one more time One more time 'Cause there is always one more time. |
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| 8. |
| 3:58 |
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| 9. |
| 3:59 |
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| 10. |
| 6:07 |
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Down the road came a Junco Partner For he was loaded as can be He was knocked out, knocked out loaded He was a'wobblin' all over the streetSinging 6 months ain't no sentence And one year ain't no time I was born in Angola Serving 14 to 99Well I wish I had me $1 million dollars Oh one million to call my own I would raise meat and say, "grow for me baby" I would raise me a tobacco farmWell I wish I would have me a great deal of money Yeah and mighty good things all over town Now I ain't got no more money All of my good friends are putting me downSo now I gotta pawn my rifle and pistol Yeah I'm gonna pawn my watch and chain I would have pawned my seat Gabriella But the smart girl she wouldn't sign her nameGive me headstone when I die |
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| 11. |
| 3:52 |
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Well, give me land, lots of land under starry skies above But don't fence me in Let me ride through that wide open country that i love Don't fence me in Let me be by myself in the evenin' breeze Listen to the murmur of the cottonwood trees Send me off forever but i ask you please Don't fence me inJust turn me loose, let me straddle my old saddle Underneath the western skies On my cayuse, let me wander over yonder Till i see the mountains riseI want to ride to the ridge where the west commencesGaze at the moon till i lose my senses I don't like hobbles and i can't stand fences Don't fence me in[Instrumental break]Just turn me loose, let me straddle my old saddle Underneath the western skies On my cayuse, let me wander over yonder Till i see the mountains riseI want to ride to the ridge where the west commences Gaze at that ole moon until i lose my senses I can't stand them hobbles and i don't care for fences Don't fence me inOh no...don't you fence me in |
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| 12. |
| 3:17 |
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Don't like good-byes, tears or sighs. I'm not too good at leavin' time. I got no taste for grievin' time. No, no - not me.You've been my near ones, always my dear ones. I never thought that I would find Another love, a different kind, but it came to be.Well, if you think I'm tellin' you lies, Go try your luck and look into her eyes. But remember, you must remember she's mine, And my world overhead has a clear new shine.Don't want to leave you, sorry to grieve you. It's travelin' time and I must move on. Found the girl to lean upon. And If I could arrange it, Would I care to change it? Not me! |
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| 13. |
| 8:51 |
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I'll only miss her when I think of her And I'll think of her all the time Likely I'll spend my days hearing her turn of a phrase Things I found hard to praise, right now, would seem sublimeAnd the truth is I'll only miss her when some stranger laughs 'Cause it's still her laugh my heart hears Maybe in time, I guess, the longing will grow the slightest bit less And there will be moments, yes, when it disappears I'll bet I forget her completely In about a hundred yearsThe truth is I'll only miss her when some stranger laughs 'Cause it's still her laugh my heart hears Maybe in time, I guess, the longing will grow the slightest bit less And there will be moments, yes, when it disappears I'll bet I forget her completely In about a hundred years. |
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