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Photographs and memories
Christmas cards you sent to me All that I have are these to remember you Memories that come at night Take me to another time Back to a happier day, when I called you mine But we sure had a good time When we started way back when Morning walks and bedroom talks Oh, how I loved you then Summer skies and lullabies Nights we couldn't say goodbye And of all of the things that we knew Not a dream survived Photographs and memories All the love you gave to me Somehow it just can't be true It's all I've left of you But we sure had a good time When we started way back when Morning walks and bedroom talks Oh, how I loved you then |
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Hey tomorrow, where are you goin'
Do you have some room for me 'Cause night is fallin' and the dawn is callin' I'll have a new day if she'll have me Hey tomorrow, I can't show you nothin' You've seen it all pass by your door So many times I said I been changin' Then slipped into patterns of what happened before "Cause I've been wasted and I've over-tasted All the things that life gave to me And I've been trusted, abused and busted And I've been taken by those close to me Hey tomorrow you've gotta believe that I'm through wastin' whats left of me 'Cause night is fallin' and the dawn is callin' I'll have a new day if she'll have me |
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We've been runnin' away from somethin' we both know
We've long run out of things to say and I think I'd better go So don't be gettin' excited oh-when you hear that slammin' door Cause there'll be one less set of footsteps on your floor in the mornin' And we've been hidin' from somethin' that should have never gone this far But after all it's what we've done that makes us what we are And you've been talkin' in silence well if it's silence you adore Oh there'll be one less set of footprints on your floor in the mornin' Oh there'll be one less set of footsteps on your floor One less man to walk in One less pair of jeans upon your door One less voice a-talkin' But tomorrow's a dream away and today has turned to dust Your silver tongue has turned to clay and your golden rule to rust If that's the way that you want it well that's the way I want it more Cause there'll be one less set of footprints on your floor in the mornin' Oh there'll be one less set of footsteps on you floor in the mornin' |
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Gonna tell you a story, that you won't believe
But I fell in love last Friday evening With the girl I saw on a bar room TV screen Well I was just getting ready to get my hat When she caught my eye, and I put it back And I ordered myself couple of more shots and beers The night that I fell in love with a roller derby queen around and round, a round and round The meanest hunk of woman that anybody ever seen Down in the arena She was 5 foot 6, two fifteen A beach blonde mama with a streak of mean She knew how to knuckle and she knew how to scuffle and fight And the roller derby program said that she was built like a 'fridgerator with a head Her fans called her Tuffy, but all her buddies called her Spike The night that I fell in love with a roller derby queen around and round, a round and round The meanest hunk of woman that anybody ever seen Down in the arena Well I could not help it, but to fall in love With this heavy duty woman I've been speaking of Things were kinda bad, untill the day she skated into my life Well she might be nasty, she might be fat But I never met a person who would tell her that She's my bleach blonde bomber, my heavy handed Hackensack sack mama The night that I fell in love with a roller derby queen around and round, a round and round The meanest hunk of woman that anybody ever seen Down in the arena |
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Lazy days in mid-July
Country Sunday mornin's Dusty haze on summer highways Sweet magnolia callin' But now and then I find myself Thinkin' of the days That (when) we were walking in The Alabama rain Drive-in movies, Friday nights Drinkin' beer and laughin' Somehow things were always right I just don't know what happened We were only kids But then I've never heard it said That kids can't fall in love And feel the same I can still remember the first time I told you "I love you" On a dusty mid-July Country summer's evenin's Weepin' willows sang its lullaby And shared our secret Walking in the Alabama rain |
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Once we were lovers
But some how things have changed Now we're just lonely people tryin' to forget eachother's names Now we're just lonely people tryin' to forget eachother's names What came between us? Maybe we were just too young to know But now and then I feel the same And sometimes at night I think I hear you callin' my name Mmm hmm hmm these dreams They keep me goin' these days Once we were lovers But that was long ago We lived together then And now we do not even say hello We lived together then And now we do not even say hello What came between us? Maybe we were just too young to know But now and then I feel the same And sometimes at night I think I hear you callin' my name Mmm hmm hmm these dreams They keep me goin' these days |
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Like the pine trees lining the winding road
I got a name, I got a name Like the singing bird and the croaking toad I got a name, I got a name And I carry it with me like my daddy did But I'm living the dream that he kept hid Moving me down the highway Rolling me down the highway Moving ahead so life won't pass me by Like the north wind whistling down the sky I've got a song, I've got a song Like the whippoorwill and the baby's cry I've got a song, I've got a song And I carry it with me and I sing it loud If it gets me nowhere, I go there proud Moving me down the highway Rolling me down the highway Moving ahead so life won't pass me by And I'm gonna go there free Like the fool I am and I'll always be I've got a dream, I've got a dream They can change their minds but they can't change me I've got a dream, I've got a dream Well, I know I can share it if you want me to If you're going my way, I'll go with you Moving me down the highway Rolling me down the highway Moving ahead so life won't pass me by Moving me down the highway Rolling me down the highway Moving ahead so life won't pass me by |
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Sometimes I think about our good old high school days
You would always kid about my adolescent ways Oh, Mary, Mary, good to see you too Haven't seen to many of the old crew The time just flew, and how are you? Strange we should meet here Seeing off our friends It's hard to draw the line between Beginnings and ends Oh, Mary, Mary, must you go so soon? We must be a sight to see Salon and Saloon I'll look you up soon Maybe sing you a tune |
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That's the sound of the men working on the chain gang
That's the sound of the men working on the chain gang All day long they work so hard till the sun is goin' down Working on the highways and byways and wearin', wearin' a frown Hear them moanin' their lives away Then you hear somebody say That's the sound of the men working on the chain gang That's the sound of the men working on the chain gang He don't love you, like I love you If he did he wouldn't break your heart He don't love you, like I love you He's trying to tear us apart Gonna find her, I'm gonna find her, I'm gonna find her Oh, if I have to climb a mountain, you know I will And if I have to swim a river, you know I will And I might find her hidin' up on Blueberry Hill How am I gonna find her, child, you know I will Cause I'm goin' searchin' I'm goin' searchin' Searchin' everywhere Just like some Northwest Mountie That's the sound of the men working on the chain gang That's the sound of the men working on the chain gang All day long they work so hard till the sun is goin' down Working on the highways and byways and wearin', wearin' a frown Hear them moanin' their lives away Then you hear somebody say That's the sound of the men working on the chain gang That's the sound of the men working on the chain gang That's the sound of the men working on the chain gang |
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Well it started out just like a dream
And like a dream I knew that what we had, Would have to end Cuz I was lookin' for a, Lifetime lover and, You were lookin' for a friend Someone to be there After all your night time lovers had gone, The way they came Someone who knew the way And helped to play your daytime game It's not the same Well I started out pretending that I'd, Come to mean enough to you to make, You want to change Then I came to realize that There was just too much of you you'd have, To rearrange And I couldn't bear to wait around For all your night time lovers to go, The way they came And it came to hurt too much for me To have to play your daytime games No one's to blame Well it started out just like a dream And like a dream I knew that what we had, Would have to end Cuz I was lookin' for a, Lifetime lover and, You were lookin' for a friend I was lookin' for a, Lifetime lover and, You were lookin' for a friend |
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