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| 3:36 | 
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What's the matter with me
I don't have much to say Daylight sneakin' through the window And I'm still in this all-night cafe Walkin' to and fro beneath the moon Out to where the trucks are rollin' slow To sit down on this bank of sand And watch the river flow Wish I was back in the city Instead of this old bank of sand With the sun beating down over the chimney tops And the one I love so close at hand If I had wings and I could fly I know where I would go But right now I'll just sit here so contentedly And watch the river flow People disagreeing on all just about everything, yeah Makes you stop and all wonder why Why only yesterday I saw somebody on the street Who just couldn't help but cry Oh, this ol' river keeps on rollin', though No matter what gets in the way and which way the wind does blow And as long as it does I'll just sit here And watch the river flow People disagreeing everywhere you look Makes you wanna stop and read a book Why only yesterday I saw somebody on the street That was really shook But this ol' river keeps on rollin', though No matter what gets in the way and which way the wind does blow And as long as it does I'll just sit here And watch the river flow Watch the river flow Watchin' the river flow Watchin' the river flow But I'll sit down on this bank of sand And watch the river flow |
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| 2. |
| 3:40 |
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It ain't no use to sit and wonder why, babe
It don't matter, anyhow And it ain't no use to sit and wonder why, babe If you don't know by now When your rooster crows at the breaks of dawn Look out your window and I'll be gone You're the reason I'm traveling on Don't think twice, it's all right. It ain't no use in turning on your light, babe That light I never knowed And it ain't no use in turning on your light, babe I'm on the dark side of the road But I wish there was somethin' you would do or say To try and make me change my mind and stay We never did too much talking anyway So don't think twice, it's all right. It ain't no use in calling out my name, gal Like you never done before It ain't no use in calling out my name, gal I can't hear you any more I'm a-thinking and a-wond'rin' walking down the road I once loved a woman, a child I'm told I give her my heart but she wanted my soul Don't think twice, it's all right. So long honey, babe Where I'm bound, I can't tell Goodbye's too good a word, babe So I'll just say fare thee well I ain't saying you treated me unkind You could have done better but I don't mind You just kinda wasted my precious time But don't think twice, it's all right. |
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| 3. |
| 3:19 |
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Lay lady lay lay across my big brass bed Lay lady lay lay across my big brass bed Whatever colors you have in your mind I'll show them to you and you'll see them shine Lay lady lay lay across my big brass bed Stay lady stay stay with your man awhile Until the break of day let me see you make him smile He's clothes are dirty but your hands are clean And you're the best thing that he's ever seen Stay lady stay stay with your man awhile Why wait any longer for the world to begin You can have your cake and eat it too Why wait any longer for the one you love When he's standing in front of you Lay lady lay lay across my big brass bed Stay lady stay stay while the night is still ahead I long to see you in the morning light I long to reach for you in the night Stay lady stay stay while the night is still ahead |
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| 4. |
| 7:09 |
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Oh, the ragman draws circles Up and down the block I'd ask him what the matter was But I know that he don't talk And the ladies treat me kindly And furnish me with tape But deep inside my heart I know I can't escape Oh, Mama, can this really be the end To be stuck inside of Mobile With the Memphis blues again. Well Shakespeare he's in the alley With his pointed shoes and his bells Speaking to some French girl Who says she knows me well And I would send a message To find out if she's talked But the post office has been stolen And the mailbox is locked Oh, Mama, can this really be the end To be stuck inside of Mobile With the Memphis blues again. Mona tried to tell me To stay away from the train line She said that all the railroad men Just drink up your blood like wine And I said "Oh I didn't know that But then again there's only one I've met And he just smoked my eyelids And punched my cigarette" Oh, Mama, can this really be the end To be stuck inside of Mobile With the Memphis blues again. Grandpa died last week And now he's buried in the rocks But everybody still talks about How badly they were shocked But me, I expected it to happen I knew he'd lost control When he built a fire on Main Street And shot it full of holes Oh, Mama, can this really be the end To be stuck inside of Mobile With the Memphis blues again. Now the senator came down here Showing ev'ryone his gun Handing out free tickets To the wedding of his son And me, I nearly get bursted And wouldn't it be my luck To get caught without a ticket And be d |
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| 5. |
| 2:42 |
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Close your eyes, close the door, You don't have to worry any more. I'll be your baby tonight. Shut the light, shut the shade, You don't have to be afraid. I'll be your baby tonight. Well, that mockingbird's gonna sail away, We're gonna forget it. That big, fat moon is gonna shine like a spoon, But we're gonna let it, You won't regret it. Kick your shoes off, do not fear, Bring that bottle over here. I'll be your baby tonight. |
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| 6. |
| 4:03 |
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I aint lookin to compete with you, Beat or cheat or mistreat you, Simplify you,classify you. All I really want to do Is,baby,be friends with you. No,and I aint lookin to fight with you, Frighten you or tighten you, Drag you down or drain you down, Chain you down or bring you down. All I really want to do Is,baby,be friends with you. I aint lookin to block you up, Shock or knock or lock you up, Analyze you,categorize you, Finalize you or advertise you. All I really want to do Is,baby be friends with you. I dont want to straight-face you, Race or chase you,trick or trace you, Or disgrace you or displace you, Or define you or confine you. All I really want to do Is,baby,be friends with you I dont want to meet your kin, Make you spin or do you in, Or select you or disect you, Or inspect you or reject you. All I really want to do Is,baby,be friends with you I dont want to fake you out, Take or shake or forsake you out, I aint lookin for you to feel like me, See like me or be like me. All I really want to do Is,baby,be friends with you |
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| 7. |
| 4:24 |
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Crimson flames tied through my ears Rollin' high and mighty traps Pounced with fire on flaming roads Using ideas as my maps We'll meet on edges, soon, said I Proud 'neath heated brow Ah, but I was so much older then I'm younger than that now Half-wracked prejudice leaped forth Rip down all hate, I screamed Lies that life is black and white Spoke from my skull. I dreamed Romantic facts of musketeers Foundationed deep, somehow Ah, but I was so much older then I'm younger than that now Girls' faces formed the forward path From phony jealousy To memorizing politics Of ancient history Flung down by corpse evangelists Unthought of, though, somehow Ah, but I was so much older then I'm younger than that now A self-ordained professor's tongue Too serious to fool Spouted out that liberty Is just equality in school Equality, I spoke the word As if a wedding vow Ah, but I was so much older then I'm younger than that now In a soldier's stance, I aimed my hand At the mongrel dogs who teach Fearing not that I'd become my enemy In the instant that I preach My pathway led by confusion boats Mutiny from stern to bow Ah, but I was so much older then I'm younger than that now Yes, my guard stood hard when abstract threats Too noble to neglect Deceived me into thinking I had something to protect Good and bad, I define these terms Quite clear, no doubt, somehow Ah, but I was so much older then I'm younger than that now |
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| 3:52 |
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I ain't gonna work on maggie's farm no more No I ain't gonna work on maggie's farm no more Well I wake up in the morning Hold my hands and pray for rain I got a head full of ideas That are drivin' me insane It's a shame the way she makes me scrub the floor I ain't gonna work on maggie's farm no more I ain't gonna work for maggie's brother no more No I ain't gonna work for maggie's brother no more Well he hands you a nickel He hands you a dime He asks you with a grin If you're havin' a good time Then he fines you every time you slam the door I ain't gonna work for maggie's brother no more I ain't gonna work for maggie's pa no more No I ain't gonna work for maggie's pa no more Well he puts his cigar Out in your face just for kicks His bedroom window It is made out of bricks The national guard stands around his door Ah I ain't gonna work for maggie's pa no more I ain't gonna work for maggie's ma no more No I ain't gonna work for maggie's ma no more Well she talks to all the servants About man and God and law Everybody says She's the brains behind pa She's sixty eight but she says she's fifty four I ain't gonna work for maggie's ma no more I ain't gonna work on maggie's farm no more I ain't gonna work on maggie's farm no more Well I try my best To be just like I am But everybody wants you To be just like them They sing while you slave and I just get bored I ain't gonna work on maggie's farm no more |
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| 9. |
| 3:24 |
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Throw my ticket out the window, Throw my suitcase out there, too, Throw my troubles out the door, I don't need them any more 'Cause tonight I'll be staying here with you. I should have left this town this morning But it was more than I could do. Oh, your love comes on so strong And I've waited all day long For tonight when I'll be staying here with you. Is it really any wonder The love that a stranger might receive. You cast your spell and I went under, I find it so difficult to leave. I can hear that whistle blowin', I see that stationmaster, too, If there's a poor boy on the street, Then let him have my seat 'Cause tonight I'll be staying here with you. Throw my ticket out the window, Throw my suitcase out there, too, Throw my troubles out the door, I don't need them any more 'Cause tonight I'll be staying here with you. |
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| 1. |
| 2:47 |
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She's got everything she needs, she's an artist, she don't look back
She's got everything she needs, she's an artist, she don't look back She can take the dark out of the nighttime and paint the daytime black You will start out standing, proud to steal her anything she sees You will start out standing, proud to steal her anything she sees But you will wind up peeking through her keyhole, down upon your knees She never stumbles, she's got no place to fall She never stumbles, she got no place to fall She's nobody's child, the law can't touch her at all She wears an Egyptian ring, it sparkles before she speaks She wears an Egyptian ring, it sparkles before she speaks She's a hypnotist collector, you are a walking antique Bow down to her on Sunday, salute her when her birthday comes Bow down to her on Sunday, salute her when her birthday comes For Halloween, buy her a trumpet and for Christmas, give her a drum |
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| 2. |
| 2:34 |
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"There must be some way out of here," said the joker to the thief,
"There's too much confusion, I can't get no relief. Businessmen, they drink my wine, plowmen dig my earth, None of them along the line know what any of it is worth." "No reason to get excited," the thief, he kindly spoke, "There are many here among us who feel that life is but a joke. But you and I, we've been through that, and this is not our fate, So let us not talk falsely now, the hour is getting late." All along the watchtower, princes kept the view While all the women came and went, barefoot servants, too. Outside in the distance a wildcat did growl, Two riders were approaching, the wind began to howl. |
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| 2:45 |
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Everybody's building the big ships and boats
Som are building monuments, others jotting down notes Everybody's in despair, every girl and boy But when Quinn the Eskimo gets here everybody's gonna jump for joy Oh come all without, come all within You'll not see nothing like the mighty Quinn Come all without, come all within You'll not see nothing like the mighty Quinn. Oh you know I like to do just like the rest You know I like my sugar sweet but guarding fumes and making haste You know it ain't my cup of meat Everybody's out the trees, feeding pigeons all under the limb But when Quinn the Eskimo gets here the pigeons gonna run to him Oh come all without, come all within You'll not see nothing like the mighty Quinn Come all without, come all within You'll not see nothing like the mighty Quinn. A cat's meow and a cow's moo to you know I, I could recite them all Just tell me where it hurts you, honey, and I'll tell you who to call Nobody can get asleep, there's someone on everybody's toes When Quinn the Eskimo gets here everybody's gonna want to doze Oh come all without, come all within You'll not see nothing like the mighty Quinn Come all without, come all within You'll not see nothing like the mighty Quinn. |
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| 4. |
| 5:29 |
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When you're lost in the rain in Juarez
And it's Eastertime too And your gravity fails And negativity don't pull you through Don't put on any airs When you're down on Rue Morgue Avenue They got some hungry women there And they really make a mess outa you. Now if you see Saint Annie Please tell her thanks a lot I cannot move My fingers are all in a knot I don't have the strength To get up and take another shot And my best friend, my doctor Won't even say what it is I've got. Sweet Melinda The peasants call her the goddess of gloom She speaks good English And she invites you up into her room And you're so kind And careful not to go to her too soon And she takes your voice And leaves you howling at the moon. Up on Housing Project Hill It's either fortune or fame You must pick up one or the other Though neither of them are to be what they claim If you're lookin' to get silly You better go back to from where you came Because the cops don't need you And man they expect the same. Now all the authorities They just stand around and boast How they blackmailed the sergeant-at-arms Into leaving his post And picking up Angel who Just arrived here from the coast Who looked so fine at first But left looking just like a ghost. I started out on burgundy But soon hit the harder stuff Everybody said they'd stand behind me When the game got rough But the joke was on me There was nobody even there to bluff I'm going back to New York City I do believe I've had enough. |
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| 6:49 |
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Oh, where have you been, my blue-eyed son ?
And where have you been my darling young one ? I've stumbled on the side of twelve misty mountains I've walked and I've crawled on six crooked highways I've stepped in the middle of seven sad forests I've been out in front of a dozen dead oceans I've been ten thousand miles in the mouth of a graveyard And it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, and it's a hard It's a hard rain's a-gonna fall. Oh, what did you see, my blue eyed son ? And what did you see, my darling young one ? I saw a newborn baby with wild wolves all around it I saw a highway of diamonds with nobody on it I saw a black branch with blood that kept drippin' I saw a room full of men with their hammers a-bleedin' I saw a white ladder all covered with water I saw ten thousand takers whose tongues were all broken I saw guns and sharp swords in the hands of young children And it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, and it's a hard It's a hard rain's a-gonna fall. And what did you hear, my blue-eyed son ? And what did you hear, my darling young one ? I heard the sound of a thunder, it roared out a warnin' I heard the roar of a wave that could drown the whole world I heard one hundred drummers whose hands were a-blazin' I heard ten thousand whisperin' and nobody listenin' I heard one person starve, I heard many people laughin' Heard the song of a poet who died in the gutter Heard the sound of a clown who cried in the alley And it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard And it's a hard rain's a-gonna fall. Oh, who did you meet my blue-eyed son ? Who did you meet, my darling young one ? I met a young child beside a dead pony I met a white man who walked a black dog I met a young woman whose body was burning I met a young girl, she gave me a rainbow I met one man who was wounded in love I met another man who was wounded and hatred And it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard And it's a hard rain's a-gonna fall. And what'll you do now, my blue-eyed son ? And what'll you do now my darling young one ? I'm a-goin' back out 'fore the rain starts a-fallin' I'll walk to the deepths of the deepest black forest Where the people are a many and their hands are all empty Where the pellets of poison are flooding their waters Where the home in the valley meets the damp dirty prison Where the executioner's face is always well hidden Where hunger is ugly, where souls are forgotten Where black is the color, where none is the number And I'll tell and think it and speak it and breathe it And reflect it from the mountain so all souls can see it Then I'll stand on the ocean until I start sinkin' But I'll know my songs well before I start singin' And it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, and it's a hard It's a hard rain's a-gonna fall. |
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| 2:43 |
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If not for you
Babe, I couldn't find the door Couldn't even see the floor I'd be sad and blue If not for you If not for you Babe, I'd lay awake all night Wait for the mornin' light To shine in through But it would not be new If not for you If not for you My sky would fall Rain would gather, too Without your love, I'd be nowhere at all I'd be lost if not for you And you know it's true If not for you My sky would fall Rain would gather, too Without your love, I'd be nowhere at all Oh! What would I do If not for you If not for you Winter would have no spring Couldn't hear the robin sing I just wouldn't have a clue Anyway, it wouldn't ring true If not for you |
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| 4:15 |
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You must leave now, take what you need, you think will last
But whatever you wish to keep, you better grab it fast Yonder stands your orphan with his gun Crying like a fire in the sun Look out the saints are comin' through And it's all over now, Baby Blue. The highway is for gamblers, better use your sense Take what you have gathered from coincidence The empty handed painter from your streets Is drawing crazy patterns on your sheets This sky, too, is folding under you And it's all over now, Baby Blue. All your seasick sailors, they are rowing home Your empty handed armies, are all going home Your lover who just walked out the door Has taken all his blankets from the floor The carpet, too, is moving under you And it's all over now, Baby Blue. Leave your stepping stones behind, something calls for you Forget the dead you've left, they will not follow you The vagabond who's rapping at your door Is standing in the clothes that you once wore Strike another match, go start a new And it's all over now, Baby Blue. |
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| 3:04 |
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If today was not an crooked highway
If tonight was not an crooked trail If tomorrow wasn't such a long time Then lonesome would mean nothing to me at all Yes and only if my own true love was waiting If I could hear her heart softly pounding If only she was lying by me Then I'd lie in my bed once again I can't see my reflection in the water I can't speak the sounds that show no pain I can't hear the echo of my footsteps I can't remember the sound of my own name Yes and only if my own true love was waiting If I could hear her heart softly pounding If only she was lying by me Then I'd lie in my bed once again There's beauty in the silver singing river There's beauty in the sunrise in the sky But none of these and nothing else could match the beauty That I remember in my true love's eyes Yes and only if my own true love was waiting If I could hear her heart softly pounding If only she was lying by me Then I'd lie in my bed once again If today was not an endless highway If tonight was not an endless trail If tomorrow wasn't such a long time Then lonesome would mean nothing to me at all Yes and only if my own true love was waiting If I could hear her heart softly pounding If only she was lying by me Then I'd lie in my bed once again |
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| 3:22 |
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Oh, the streets of Rome are filled with rubble,
Ancient footprints are everywhere. You can almost think that you're seein' double On a cold, dark night on the Spanish Stairs. Got to hurry on back to my hotel room, Where I've got me a date with Botticelli's niece. She promised that she'd be right there with me When I paint my masterpiece. Oh, the hours I've spent inside the Coliseum, Dodging lions and wastin' time. Oh, those mighty kings of the jungle, I could hardly stand to see 'em, Yes, it sure has been a long, hard climb. Train wheels runnin' through the back of my memory, When I ran on the hilltop following a pack of wild geese. Someday, everything is gonna be smooth like a rhapsody When I paint my masterpiece. Sailin' 'round the world in a dirty gondola. Oh, to be back in the land of Coca-Cola! I left Rome and landed in Brussels, On a plane ride so bumpy that I almost cried. Clergymen in uniform and young girls pullin' muscles, Everyone was there to greet me when I stepped inside. Newspapermen eating candy Had to be held down by big police. Someday, everything is gonna be diff'rent When I paint my masterpiece. |
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| 3:02 |
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They say ev'rything can be replaced,
Yet ev'ry distance is not near. So I remember ev'ry face Of ev'ry man who put me here. I see my light come shining From the west unto the east. Any day now, any day now, I shall be released. They say ev'ry man needs protection, They say ev'ry man must fall. Yet I swear I see my reflection Some place so high above this wall. I see my light come shining From the west unto the east. Any day now, any day now, I shall be released. Standing next to me in this lonely crowd, Is a man who swears he's not to blame. All day long I hear him shout so loud, Crying out that he was framed. I see my light come shining From the west unto the east. Any day now, any day now, I shall be released. |
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| 2:47 |
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Clouds so swift Rain won't lift Gate won't close Railings froze Get your mind off wintertime You ain't goin' nowhere Whoo-ee! Ride me high Tomorrow's the day My bride's gonna come Oh, oh, are we gonna fly Down in the easy chair! I don't care How many letters they sent Morning came and morning went Pick up your money And pack up your tent You ain't goin' nowhere Whoo-ee! Ride me high Tomorrow's the day My bride's gonna come Oh, oh, are we gonna fly Down in the easy chair! Buy me a flute And a gun that shoots Tailgates and substitutes Strap yourself To the tree with roots You ain't goin' nowhere Whoo-ee! Ride me high Tomorrow's the day My bride's gonna come Oh, oh, are we gonna fly Down in the easy chair! Genghis Khan He could not keep All his kings Supplied with sleep We'll climb that hill no matter how steep When we get up to it Whoo-ee! Ride me high Tomorrow's the day My bride's gonna come Oh, oh, are we gonna fly Down in the easy chair |
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| 2:48 |
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Crash on the levee, mama,
Water's gonna overflow, Swamp's gonna rise, No boat's gonna row. Now, you can train on down To Williams Point, You can bust your feet, You can rock this joint. But oh mama, ain't you gonna miss your best friend now? You're gonna have to find yourself Another best friend, somehow. Now, don't you try an' move me, You're just gonna lose. There's a crash on the levee And, mama, you've been refused. Well, it's sugar for sugar And salt for salt, If you go down in the flood, It's gonna be your own fault. Oh mama, ain't you gonna miss your best friend now? You're gonna have to find yourself Another best friend, somehow. Well, that high tide's risin', Mama, don't you let me down. Pack up your suitcase, Mama, don't you make a sound. Now, it's king for king, Queen for queen, It's gonna be the meanest flood That anybody's seen. Oh mama, ain't you gonna miss your best friend now? Yes, you're gonna have to find yourself Another best friend, somehow. |
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