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Jennifer Juniper, lives upon the hill
Jennifer Juniper, sitting very still Is she sleeping? I don't think so Is she breathing? Yes, very low Whatcha doing, Jennifer, my love? Jennifer Juniper, rides a dappled mare Jennifer Juniper, lilacs in her hair Is she dreaming? Yes, I think so Is she pretty? Yes, ever so Whatcha doing, Jennifer, my love? I'm thinking of what it would be like if she loved me How just lately this happy song, it came along And I like to somehow try and tell you Jennifer Juniper, hair of golden flax Jennifer Juniper, longs for what she lacks Do you like her? Yes, I do, sir Would you love her? Yes, I would, sir Whatcha doing, Jennifer, my love? Jennifer Juniper Jennifer Juniper Jennifer Juniper Jennifer Juniper, vit sur la colline Jennifer Juniper, assise tres tranquille Dort-elle? Je ne crois pas Respire-t-elle? Oui, mais tout bas Qu'est-ce que tu fais, Jenny, mon amour? Jennifer Juniper Jennifer Juniper Jennifer Juniper |
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In the chilly hours and minutes
Of uncertainty, I want to be In the warm hold of your loving mind To feel you all around me And to take your hand along the sand Ah, but I may as well try and catch the wind When sundown pales the sky I want to hide a while behind your smile And everywhere I'd look your eyes I'd find For me to love you now Would be the sweetest thing 'twould make me sing Ah, but I may as well try and catch the wind Di di di di, di di di di Di di di di, di di di di Di di di When rain has hung the leaves with tears I want you near to kill my fears To help me to leave all my blues behind For standin' in your heart Is where I want to be and long to be Ah, but I may as well try and catch the wind Ah, but I may as well try and catch the wind |
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Sunshine came softly a-through my a-window today
Could've tripped out easy a-but I've a-changed my ways It'll take time, I know it but in a while You're gonna be mine, I know it, we'll do it in style 'Cause I made my mind up you're going to be mine I'll tell you right now Any trick in the book a-now, baby, all that I can find Everybody's hustlin' a-just to have a little scene When I say we'll be cool, I think that you know what I mean We stood on a beach at sunset, do you remember when? I know a beach where, baby, a-it never ends When you've made your mind up forever to be mine Hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm I'll pick up your hand and slowly blow your little mind 'Cause I made my mind up you're going to be mine I'll tell you right now Any trick in the book a-now, baby, that I can find Superman or Green Lantern ain't got a-nothin' on me I can make like a turtle and dive for your pearls in the sea, yep A-you you you can just sit there while thinking on your velvet throne 'Bout all the rainbows a-you can a-have for your own When you’ve made your mind up, forever to be mine Hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm I’ll pick up your hand and slowly blow your little mind When you’ve made your mind up, forever to be mine I’ll pick up your hand, I’ll pick up your hand |
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Sadness is in your eye
Who could have made you cry? My lullaby Roll along the sleepy dream, deep Roll along the sleepy dream, deep Salty tear down your cheek Drowning the words you speak. My lullaby can dry your every care Roll along the sleepy dream, deep Roll along the sleepy dream, deep Sweet dream, my baby lie Here in my arms tonight Don't cry I'll hold you tight, And soothe all your worriy away. My lullaby can fly you out of there Roll along the sleepy dream, deep Roll along the sleepy dream - Sweet dream, my baby lie Here in my arms tonight Don't cry I'll hold you tight, And soothe all your worries away. Sadness is in your eye Who could have made you cry? Sadness is in your eye Sadness |
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He's five foot-two, and he's six feet-four,
He fights with missiles and with spears. He's all of thirty-one, and he's only seventeen, Been a soldier for a thousand years. He'a a Catholic, a Hindu, an Atheist, a Jain, A Buddhist and a Baptist and a Jew. And he knows he shouldn't kill, And he knows he always will, Kill you for me my friend and me for you. And he's fighting for Canada, He's fighting for France, He's fighting for the USA, And he's fighting for the Russians, And he's fighting for Japan, And he thinks we'll put an end to war this way. And he's fighting for Democracy, He's fighting for the Reds, He says it's for the peace of all. He's the one who must decide, Who's to live and who's to die, And he never sees the writing on the wall. But without him, How would Hitler have condemned them at Dachau? Without him Caesar would have stood alone, He's the one who gives his body As a weapon of the war, And without him all this killing can't go on. He's the Universal Soldier and he really is to blame, His orders come from far away no more, They come from here and there and you and me, And brothers can't you see, This is not the way we put the end to war. Chords:- F,G7,C,Am Dm,Em |
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God is playing marbles
With his planets and his stars Creating havoc through my life Through his influence on Mars That's why I'm stumbling down the highway On my boots of steel I should be rolling down the skyway On my cosmic wheels In the present position of the planets It's impossible for me to say Just when I'll find my course again With these boulders in my way I should be rolling down the skyway On my cosmic wheels Instead of stumbling down this highway On my boots of steel I should be rolling down the skyway On my cosmic wheels |
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The continent of Atlantis was an island
Which lay before the great flood In the area we now call the Atlantic Ocean. So great an area of land, That from her western shores Those beautiful sailors journeyed To the South and the North Americas with ease, In their ships with painted sails. To the East Africa was a neighbour, Across a short strait of sea miles. The great Egyptian age is But a remnant of The Atlantian culture. The antediluvian kings colonised the world All the Gods who play in the mythological dramas In all legends from all lands were from far Atlantis. Knowing her fate, Atlantis sent out ships to all corners of the Earth. On board were the Twelve: The poet, the physician, The farmer, the scientist, The magician and the other so-called Gods of our legends. Though Gods they were - And as the elders of our time choose to remain blind Let us rejoice And let us sing And dance and ring in the new Hail Atlantis! Way down below the ocean where I wanna be she may be, Way down below the ocean where I wanna be she may be, Way down below the ocean where I wanna be she may be. Way down below the ocean where I wanna be she may be, Way down below the ocean where I wanna be she may be. My antediluvian baby, oh yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah, I wanna see you some day My antediluvian baby, oh yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah, My antediluvian baby, My antediluvian baby, I love you, girl, Girl, I wanna see you some day. My antediluvian baby, oh yeah I wanna see you some day, oh My antediluvian baby. My antediluvian baby, I wanna see you My antediluvian baby, gotta tell me where she gone I wanna see you some day Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, oh yeah Oh club club, down down, yeah My antediluvian baby, oh yeah yeah yeah yeah |
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A Saturday night
It feels like a Sunday in some ways If you had any sense You'd maybe go ‘way for a few days Be that as it may You can't only say you were lonely You are but a young girl Working your way thru the phoneys Cafe on, milk gone Such a sad light unfading Yourself you touch But not too much You hear it's degrading The flowers on your stockings Wilting away in the midnight The book you are reading Is one man's opinion of moonlight Your skin is so white You'd like maybe to go to bed soon Just closing your eyes If you're to rise up before noon High heels, car wheels All the losers are groovin' Your dream, strange scene Images are movin' Your friends they are all making A pop star or two every evening And you know that scene backwards, They can't see the patterns they're weaving Your friends they're all models But you soon got over that one You sit in your one room A little brought down in London Cafe on, milk gone Such a sad light unfading Yourself you touch But not too much You've heard it's degrading A Saturday night It feels like a Sunday in some ways If you had any sense You'd maybe go ‘way for a few days Be that as it may You can't only say you were lonely You are but a young girl And you're working your way thru the phoneys |
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Sailing homeward, it's time to go home,
Over the ocean of life we must roam. And when you get there, say hello for me, For I've a long, long way to go. There may be stormy days, there will be fires There will be valleys with mountains to climb. And when you get there, say hello for me, For I've a long, long way to go. Whenever I wander weary, I'll reach for you, I know you'll be there for to see me through. Da da da da da da da da da Da da da da da da da da da da And when you get there, say hello for me, For I've a long, long way to go. |
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