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I'm a crossroader.
Speedin' from town to town. I'm a crossroader. Speedin' from town to town. I never ride the main highway. So nobody can slow me down. I'm always trav'lin'. Just a taste outside the law. I'm always trav'lin'. Just a taste outside the law. If you come lookin' for some trouble I'm the man that you'relookin' for. When things ain't movin' fast enough I gotta' pick up and move When things ain't movin' fast enough I gotta' pick up and move They say it ain't no way for a man to be livin'. It's the crossroader's blues. |
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Standin' on my pillow
Talkin' to the moon Wadin' in the ocean I'm sendin' for you soon Reachin' for the handle Achin' in my head Woven in the bedsheets And then I will understand Yeah! Sun comes over the city Time goes in its hand Politicians are screamin' There's a time and a little to spare Leanin' out of the window Runnin' from the gun Caught in webs of invention It's the blood, it's the blood of the sun Hidin' in the ocean With the sunshine at my side To leave the hard road behind me There's a light on the road that I ride Thunder down in the valley Rainbow 'round the moon To leave the city behind me I'm sendin' for you soon Yeah, I'm sendin' for you soon |
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Mississippi Queen, If you know what I mean
Mississippi Queen, She taught me everything Way down around Vicksburg, Around Louisiana way She moved better on wine You know she was a dancer Lived a cajun lady, Aboard the Mississippi Queen Boy I beg your pard |
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I'm gonna write a little letter
Gonna mail it to my local DJ. Rockin' rhythm record I want my jockey play. Roll over Beethoven, hear it again today. Well my temperatures risin' Jukebox blow a fuse. My heart beatin' rhythm My soul keeps singin' the blues. Roll over Beethoven and tell Tchaikovsky the news. Roll over Beethoven Roll over Beethoven Roll over Beethoven Roll over Beethoven Roll over Beethoven, tell Tchaikovsky the news Whooooh Whooooh Whooooh Whooooh Roll over Beethoven, tell Tchaikovsky the news |
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Goodbye, little Robin-Marie
Don't try following me Don't cry, little Robin-Marie Cause you know I'm coming home soon My ship's leaving on a 3 year tour The next tide will take us from shore Wind-laced, gathering sail and spray On a search for the mighty sperm whale Fly your willow branches Wrap your body around my soul Lay down your reeds and drums on my soft sheets There are years behind us reaching to a place where hearts are beating And I know you're the last true love I'll ever meet Starbuck's sharpening his harpoon The black man's playing his tune An old salt's sleeping his watch away He'll be drunk again before noon Three years, sailing on bended knee We found no whales in this sea Don't cry, little Robin-Marie Cause we'll be in sight of land soon Fly your willow branches Wrap your body around my soul Lay down your reeds and drums on my soft sheets There are years behind us reaching to a place where hearts are beating And I know you're the last true love I'll ever meet 해석.. 안녕, 로빈 마리 날 따라오려 하지 말아요 울면 안되요, 로빈 마리 난 곧 돌아온다는 걸 알잖아요 난 3년간의 항해를 떠날 거에요 다음 조수가 밀려오면 출발할 거에요 돛을 펴고 물보라를 일으키며 바람을 타고 거대한 향유고래를 찾아 나서는 거죠 당신의 버들 가지를 활짝 펴고 내 영혼에 몸을 감싸요 당신의 갈대 피리와 북은 내 부드러운 시트에 내려 놓아요 가슴 설레는 그 곳에 닿기까지 몇 년이 걸렸어요 당신은 내가 만난 마지막 진실한 사랑이에요 스타벅은 작살을 손질하고 흑인은 노래를 부르고 있어요 뱃노인은 잠으로 경계 근무를 때우고 정오가 되기 전에 또 취하겠죠 간절한 마음으로 3년간 항해를 했건만 우리는 이 바다에서 고래를 찾지 못했어요 울지 말아요, 로빈 마리 우린 곧 육지에 닿게 될테니까요 당신의 버들 가지를 활짝 펴고 내 영혼에 몸을 감싸요 당신의 갈대 피리와 북은 내 부드러운 시트에 내려 놓아요 가슴 설레는 그 곳에 닿기까지 몇 년이 걸렸어요 당신은 내가 만난 마지막 진실한 사랑이에요 |
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many a year I was so confused
and didnt know what to play But then I met a man who picked up his horn and showed me just what to say He was skinny and lean and he kept himself clean and he knew how to write them tunes Then came a day when we started to play And you know we conquered the moon Chorus I'm in a band A rock and roll band I'm in a band We called him Beethoven and then we showed them exactly where we wanted to go So we started a band and toured all the land A-rakin' in all of that dough We smoked a few cigs and we played a few gigs and never missed nearly a one We covered the States and we hit the Great Lakes And boy, did we have us some fun (Chorus) We had an idea so we put it in gear and soon we were out on the road We did it to play and they started to say The Animal Trainer and the Toad |
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Pappalardi,Collins)
Freight train Why am i , i?m arriving late tonight And the world is turning Coming home, i?m on time All the places spinning by and by one by one Round and round the sun So long to the boys in the band Been gone such a long time Goodbye traveling So long to the boys in the band Goodbye traveling We play tunes today All the seasons spinning all the days one by one All the circles widen getting in the sun Leaving memory of yesterday So long to the boys in the band Comin?back before long Goodbye travelling Comin?back ?tili i?m gone Goodbye travelling So long to the boys in the band |
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Open your heart and let the sunshine in Open your heart, let the sunshine in Sun is shining on my world Sun is in my shoes While i?m passin?through this life Gonna give them all to you Wrap my dreams in silver paper This job is spent with you Use them on |
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Pappalardi-Rea-West
Oh can you tell me Oh how the joy Passed from his childhood That's not my boy I see he's finished, he's run his race We're not his family that's not his face We taught him well And from his youth He knew he always Must know the truth He left his country to go to war When he returned, he'd found we closed the door Chorus But we never dreamed when he was leaving That he would taste the flowers of evil I know his habit was not so bad When for fifty dollars it could be had But now he' home to his promised land And what he needs got to cost a Grand When he'd been home for six month's time My son he told me, he'd made up his mind He's re-enlisted for three years more It's too expensive to stop this war [ Chorus ] Oh can you tell me Oh how the joy Passed from his childhood That's not my boy He's re-enlisted for three years more Is the price of peace worth the price of war? |
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