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He was born in the summer of his 27th year
Coming home to a place he'd never been before He left yesterday behind him, you might say he was born again You might say he found a key for every door When he first came to the mountains, his life was far away On the road and hanging by a song But the string's already broken and he doesn't really care It keeps changin' fast and it don't last for long It's the Colorado Rocky Mountain high I've seen it raining fire in the sky The shadows from the starlight are softer than a lullaby Rocky Mountain high (Colorado) Rocky Mountain high (high in Colorado) He climbed cathedral mountains, he saw silver clouds below He saw everything as far as you can see And they say that he got crazy once and he tried to touch the sun And he lost a friend but kept the memory Now he walks in quiet solitude, the forests and the streams Seeking grace in every step he takes His sight is turned inside himself to try and understand The serenity of a clear blue mountain lake And the Colorado Rocky Mountain high I've seen it raining fire in the sky Talk to God and listen to the casual reply Rocky Mountain high (high in Colorado) Rocky Mountain high (high in Colorado) Now his life is full of wonder but his heart still knows some fear Of the simple things he cannot comprehend Why they try to tear the mountains down to bring in a couple more More people, more scars upon the land In the Colorado Rocky Mountain high I've seen it raining fire in the sky I know he'd be a poorer man if he never saw an eagle fly Rocky Mountain high The Colorado Rocky Mountain high I've seen it raining fire in the sky Friends around the campfire and everybody's high Rocky Mountain high (high in Colorado) Rocky Mountain high (high in Colorado) Rocky Mountain high (high in Colorado) Rocky Mountain high (high in Colorado) Rocky Mountain high (high in Colorado) Rocky Mountain high (high in Colorado) |
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There's a storm across the valley
Clouds are rolling in The afternoon lies heavy On your shoulders There's a truck out on the four lane A mile or more away And the whining of his wheels Just makes it colder He's an hour away from riding On his prayers up in the sky And ten days on the road Are barely gone Like a fire softly burning Supper's on the stove It's the light in your eyes That keeps him warm Chorus Hey it's good to be back home again Sometimes this old farm Feels like a long lost friend Yes, and hey it's good to be back home again There's all the news to tell him How you've spent your time And what's the latest thing the neighbors say And your mother called last Friday Sunshine made her cry And you felt the baby move just yesterday (Repeat chorus then) (Bridge) And all the time that I can lay this tired old body down To feel your fingers feather soft upon me The kisses that I live for The love that lights my way The happiness that living with you brings me It's the sweetest thing i know of Just spending time with you It's the little things that make a house a home Like a fire softly burning, supper's on the stove And it's the light in your eyes that makes me warm (Repeat chorus then) (Tag) I said hey it's good to be back home again... |
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| 2:56 |
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I Guess He?d Rather Be In Colorado
I guess he'd rather be in Colorado He'd rather spend his time out where the sky looks like a pearl after a rain Once again I see him walkin Once again I hear him talking to the stars he makes and asking them for bus fare I guess he'd rather be in Colorado He'd rather play his banjo in the morning when the moon is scarcely gone In the dawn the subways comin in the dawn I hear him hummin' Some old song he wrote of love in Boulder Canyon I guess he'd rather be in Colorado I guess he'd rather be in Colorado I guess he'd rather work out where the only thing you earn is what you spend In the end up in his office In the end a quiet cough is all he has to show He lives in New York City |
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Had an uncle named Matthew
Was his father's only boy Born just south of Colby, Kansas Was his mother's pride and joy Yes, and joy was just the thing that he was raised on Love was just the way to live and die Gold was just a windy Kansas wheatfield Blue, just a Kansas summer sky All the stories that he told me Back when I was just a lad All the memories that he gave me All the good times that he had Growin' up a Kansas farmboy Life was mostly havin' fun Ridin' on his daddy's shoulders Behind a view beneath the sun Yes, and joy was just the thing that he was raised on Love was just the way to live and die Gold was just a windy Kansas wheatfield Blue is just a Kansas summer sky Well, I guess there were some hard times And I'm told some years were lean They had a storm in forty-seven A twister came and stripped them clean He lost the farm and lost his family He lost the wheat and lost his home But he found a family Bible Faith as solid as a stone Yes, and joy was just the thing that he was raised on Love was just the way to live and die Gold was just a windy Kansas wheatfield Blue, just a Kansas summer sky So he came to live at our house And he came to work the land He came to ease my daddy's burden And he came to be my friend So, I wrote this down for Matthew And it's for him the song is sung Ridin' on his daddy's shoulders Behind a mule beneath the sun Yes, and joy was just the thing that he was raised on Love was just the way to live and die Gold was just a windy Kansas wheatfield Blue, just a Kansas summer sky Yes, and joy was just the thing that he was raised on Love was just the way to live and die Gold was just a windy Kansas wheatfield Blue, just a Kansas summer sky Words and music by John Denver |
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Sunshine on my shoulders makes me happy
Sunshine in my eyes can make me cry Sunshine on the water looks so lovely Sunshine almost always makes me high If I had a day that I could give you I'd give to you the day just like today If I had a song that I could sing for you I'd sing a song to make you feel this way Sunshine on my shoulders makes me happy Sunshine in my eyes can make me cry Sunshine on the water looks so lovely Sunshine almost always makes me high If I had a tale that I could tell you I'd tell a tale sure to make you smile If I had a wish that I could wish for you I'd make a wish for sunshine for all the while Sunshine on my shoulders makes me happy Sunshine in my eyes can make me cry Sunshine on the water looks so lovely Sunshine almost all the time makes me high Sunshine almost always... |
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| 2:42 |
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This song appears on two albums, and was first released on the autograph album, and has also been released on the wildlife concert album as a live track.
And you say that the battle is over And you say that the war is all done Go tell it to those With the wind in their nose Who run from the sound of the gun And write it on the sides Of the great whaling ships Or on ice floes where conscience is tossed With the wind in their eyes It is they who must die And it's we who must measure the loss And you say that the battle is over And finally the world is at peace You mean no one is dying And mothers don't weep Or it's not in the papers at least There are those who would deal In the darkness of life There are those who would tear down the sun And most men are ruthless But some will still weep When the gifts we were given are gone Now the blame cannot fall On the heads of a few It's become such a part of the race It's eternally tragic That that which is magic Be killed at the end of the glorious chase From young seals to great whales From waters to wood They will fall just like weeds in the wind With fur coats and perfumes And trophies on walls What a hell of a race to call men And you say that the battle is over And you say that the war is all done Go tell it to those With the wind in their nose Who run from the sound of the gun And write it on the sides Of the great whaling ships Or on ice floes where conscience is tossed With the wind in their eyes It is they who must die And it's we who must measure the loss With the wind in their eyes It is they who must die And it's we who must measure the cost Words and music by david mallett |
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| 4:44 |
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Horses are creatures who worship the earth
They gallop on feet of ivory Constrained by the wonder of dying and birth The horses still run they are free My body is merely the shell of my soul But the flesh must be given its due Like a pony that carries its rider back home Like an old friend that's tried and been true I had a vision of eagles and horses High on a ridge in a race with the wind Going higher and higher and faster and faster On eagles and horses I'm flying again Eagles inhabit the heavenly heights They know neither limit nor bound They're the guardian angels of darkness and light They see all and hear every sound My spirit will never be broken or caught For the soul is a free flying thing Like an eagle that needs neither comfort nor thought To rise up on glorious wings I had a vision of eagles and horses High on a ridge in a race with the wind Going higher and higher and faster and faster On eagles and horses I'm flying again Flying again, I'm flying again My body is merely the shell of my soul But the flesh must be given its due Like a pony that carries its master back home Like an old friend that's tried and been true My spirit will never be broken or caught For the soul is a free flying thing Like an eagle that needs neither comfort nor thought To rise up on glorious wings I had a vision of eagles and horses High on a ridge in a race with the wind Going higher and higher and faster and faster On eagles and horses I'm flying again Flying again, I'm flying again Flying again, I'm flying again Words and music by John Denver and Joe Henry |
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Where the Walker runs down to the Carson Valley plain
There lived a young maiden, Darcy Farrow was her name The daughter of old Dundee, and a fair one was she The sweetest flower that bloomed o'er the range Her voice was as sweet as sugar can be Her touch was as soft as a bed of goose down Her eyes shone bright like the pretty lights That shine in the night out at Yerington town She was courted by young Vandermeer A fine lad was he, as I am to hear He gave her silver rings and lacy things He promised to wed before the snows came that year Her pony did stumble and she did fall Her dying touched the hearts of us one and all Young Vandy in his pain put a bullet through his brain We buried them together as the snows began to fall They sing of Darcy Farrow where the Truckee runs through They sing of her beauty in Virginia City too At dusky sundown to her name they drink a round And to young Vandy, whose love was true |
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| 3:22 |
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I often have wondered in deep contemplation,
It seems that the mind runs wild when you're all alone. The ways that it could be, the ways that it should be, The things I'd do differently if I could to them again. I've always loved springtime, the passing if winter, The green of the new leaves, and life going on. The promise of morning, the long days of summer, And warm nights of loving beneath the night stars. I'm just an old cowboy, from high Colorado, I'm too old to ride anymore, too blind to see. I sleep in the city now, away from my mountains, Away from the cabin we always called home. I dreamed I left there, on an old Palamino, And Whispering Jesse rode right by my side. I longed to hold her, to hear her soft breathing, The touch of her cool hands on my fevered brow. Whispering Jesse, Still rides in the mountain, She still sings in the canyon, Still lives in my heart. |
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He was born in the Bitteroot Valley in the early morning rain
Wild geese over the water, heading north and home again Bringin' a warm wind from the south, bringin' the first taste of the spring His mother took him to her breast and softly she did sing: CHORUS: Oh, Montana, give this child a home Give him the love of a good family and a woman of his own Give him a fire in his heart, give him a light in his eyes Give him the wild wind for a brother and the wild Montana skies His mother died that summer and he never learned to cry He never knew his father and he never did ask why He never knew the answers that would make an easy way But he learned to know the wilderness and to be a man that way His mother's brother took him in to his family and his home Gave him a hand that he could lean on and a strength to call his own And he learned to be a farmer and he learned to love the land And he learned to read the seasons and he learned to make a stand CHORUS On the eve of his 21st birthday, he set out on his own He was 30 years and runnin' when he found his way back home Ridin' a storm across the mountains and an achin' in his heart Said he came to turn the pages and to make a brand new start Now he never told the story of the time that he was gone Some say he was a lawyer, some say he was a john There was something in the city that he said he couldn't breathe There was something in the country that he said he couldn't leave CHORUS Now some say he was crazy and some are glad he's gone But some of us will miss him and we'll try to carry on Giving a voice to the forest, giving a voice to the dawn Giving a voice to the wilderness and the land that he lived on CHORUS x2 |
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| 4:08 |
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Bet on the Blues (Paxton)
Copyright 1975 Accabonac Music Five hundred'll buy you a stack. Bet it on the red or the black and you'll lose, bet on the blues. You tell me you're a gambling man. Try to beat the house if you can and you lose, bet on the blues. If you're looking to get an inside slant, if you're looking for something so good you can't refuse, bet on the blues. Find a man who thinks he's over the hump, I'm here to tell you he's a kind of a chump you can use, bet on the blues, bet on the blues. Lucky old sun is shining today. Even money says you'll be paying some dues, bet on the blues. You say you found your lady fair. Eight to five she's wearing her traveling shoes, bet on the blues. Five hundred'll buy you a stack. Bet it on the red or the black and you'll lose, bet on the blues. You tell me you're a gambling man. Try to beat the house if you can and you lose, bet on the blues. If you're looking to get an inside slant, if you're looking for something so good you can't refuse, bet on the blues, bet on the blues, bet on the blues, bet on the blues, bet on the blues. |
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| 3:41 |
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This song appears on two albums, and was first released on the Dreamland Express Album. It was also released as a live version on The Wildlife Concert Album .
Aspen, Colorado on a Saturday night Jesse wishes she was at home Upset because her baby just ain't treatin' her right So afraid of being alone Said she heard some stories he's been runnin' around Said somehow she knows it's all true She says a breaking heart can make a terrible sound She said she don't know what to do Think about a bad time, can't get much worse Think about a hard time, take it to the wall This won't be the last time, sure ain't the first The bigger they are, the harder they fall You might say she's caught between a rock and a hard place You might say she just can't win Some just can't recover from a slap in the face Some just get right up and start all over again Think about a bad time, can't get much worse Think about a hard time, take it to the wall This won't be the last time, sure ain't the first The bigger they are, the harder they fall Think about a bad time, can't get much worse Think about a hard time, take it to the wall This won't be the last time, sure ain't the first The bigger they are, the harder they fall Aspen, Colorado on a Saturday night Jesse wishes she was at home She's mad because her baby just ain't treatin' her right So afraid of being alone So afraid of being alone Nobody wants to be all alone She don't want to be all alone So afraid of being alone We don't want to be all alone Words and music by John Denver |
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It's funny how you sound as if you're right next door
When you're really half a world away I just can't seem to find the words I'm looking for To say the things that I want to say I can't remember when I felt so close to you It's almost more than I can bear And though I seem a half a million miles from you You are in my heart and living there And the moon and the stars are the same ones you see It's the same old sun up in the sky And your voice in my ear is like heaven to me Like the breezes here in old Shanghai There are lovers who walk hand in hand in the park And lovers who walk all alone There are lovers who lie unafraid in the dark And lovers who long for home Oh, I couldn't leave you even if I wanted to You're in my dreams and always near And especially when I sing the songs I wrote for you You are in my heart and living there And the moon and the stars are the same ones we see It's the same old sun up in the sky And your face in my dreams is like heaven to me Like the breezes here in old Shanghai Shanghai breezes, cool and clearing, evening's sweet caress Shanghai breezes, soft and gentle, remind me of your tenderness And the moon and the stars are the same ones we see It's the same old sun up in the sky And your love in my life is like heaven to me Like the breezes here in old Shanghai And the moon and the stars are the same ones we see It's the same old sun up in the sky And your love in my life is like heaven to me Like the breezes here in old Shanghai Just like the breezes here in old Shanghai |
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All of her days have gone soft and cloudy
All of her dreams have gone dry All of her nights have gone sad and shady She's gettin' ready to fly Fly away (mmmm) Fly away (mmmm...Fly away) Life in the city can make you crazy The sounds of the sand and the sea (I love the sea) Life in a highrise can make you hungry The things that you can't even see Fly away (mmmm) Fly away (mmmm...Fly away) In this whole world there's nobody as lonely as she (Nobody as lonely as me) There's nowhere to go and there's nowhere that she'd rather be (I'd rather be) She's looking for lovers and children playing She's looking for signs of the spring (Where is the spring?) She listens for laughter and sounds of dancing She listens for any old thing Fly away (mmmm) Fly away (mmmm...Fly away) In this whole world there's nobody as lonely as she (There's nobody as lonely as me) There's nowhere to go and there's nowhere that she'd rather be (I'd rather be) All of her days have gone soft and cloudy All of her dreams have gone dry (Where are my days?) All of her nights have gone sad and shady She's gettin' ready to fly Fly away (mmmm) Fly away (mmmm) Fly away (mmmm...Fly away) (Where are my days?) (Where are my nights?) (Where is the springtime?) (I wanna fly...) (I wanna fly...) (I wanna fly...) |
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This song was first released on the The Wildlife Concert Album. It is the only album it has been released on.
I see them dancing somewhere in the moonlight Somewhere in Alaska, somewhere in the sun I hear them singing a song for all lovers A song for the two hearts beating only as one Imagine the morning no longer alone The arms of another, a place to belong No longer the struggle, no longer the night And ever becoming in the quickening light To see the darkness, to listen within To answer in kindness, to ever begin To ever be gentle, to always be strong To walk in the wonder, to live in the song In a place of enchantment where the wild things are known Will the future remember when the lovers are gone? And I see them dancing somewhere in the moonlight Somewhere in Alaska, somewhere in the sun I hear them singing a song for all lovers A song for the two hearts beating only as one A song for the two hearts beating only as one Words and music by John Denver |
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I caught a ride on the dreamland express last night,
I was sailing on an ocean of blue. When right there by my side, much to my surprise was you. I said, come on over here baby, let me look in your eyes, let me see the very heart of you. And I couldn't believe it, to conceive that my dream would come true. Cause you said, hey there, sweet daddy, everything is all right. For miles there's not a telephone line. There's not a soul to disturb us, don't be nervous, just come and be mine. You said, let me be the end of your rainbow, let me be the stars up above. Let me be the one that you long for, darling, let me be the one that you love, oh, let me be the one that you love. And now it's four in the morning, honey, I can't sleep. I can't seem to get you out of my mind. I keep tossing and turning, yearning for the sun to shine. I'd like to send you a ticket on the dreamland express, and take you far away with me. I've got a vision of heaven and you're living there with me. Honey, let me be the end of your rainbow, let me be the stars up above. Let me be the one that you long for, darling, let me be the one that you love, oh, let me be the one that you love. |
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Just to look in your eyes again
Just to lay in your arms Just to be the first one always there for you Just to live in your laughter Just to sing in your heart Just to be every one of your dreams come true Just to sit by your window Just to touch in the night Just to offer a prayer each day for you Just to long for your kisses Just to dream of your sighs Just to know that I'd give my life for you For you all the rest of my life For you all the best of my life For you alone, only for you Just to wake up each morning Just to you by my side Just to know that you're never really far away Just a reason for living Just to say I adore Just to know that you're here in my heart to stay For you all the rest of my life For you all the best of my life For you alone, only for you Just the words of a love song Just the beat of my heart Just the pledge of my life, my love for you |
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This song appears on two albums, and was first released on the A Portrait Album. A live version also appears on The Wildlife Concert Album.
I know how it feels to be head over heels To be lost in true love and the light of the moon When everything seems to be coming up roses And every word seems to be rhyming with June Suddenly, all of your dreams have come true Happiness lives in your heart Then out of nowhere, one becomes two And everything seems to be falling apart Is it love? When your heart, feels like it's broken Is it love? And you just can't take anymore Is it love? When there's nothing left to be spoken Is it love? And there's nothing worth listening for Is it love? ooh ooh I know what it means to get caught up in dreams And in prayers that are answered with each passing day When loving and laughter are birds of a feather And sharing and caring is one simple way You know you'll never be alone That someone will always be near Then you turn around when your best friend is gone Oh, where do they go? When they just disappear? Is it love? When your heart, feels like it's broken Is it love? And you just can't take anymore Is it love? When the good times have all been forgotten Is it love? And you fear there won't be anymore Is it love? ooh ooh There's no answer, there seems to be nothing to say In your anger would you even hear anyway It was magic but somehow you've broken the spell It was heaven and somehow it's turned into hell Is it love? When you know that your heart has been broken Is it love? And you just can't take it anymore Is it love? When you feel more than you could imagine Is it love? Now there's nothing that's worth living for Is it love? ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh |
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This song appears on three albums, and was first released on the It's About Time Album, and has also been released on The Country Roads Collection. A live version also appears on The Wildlife Concert Album.
This is what it's like falling out of love This is the way you lose your very best friend This is how it feels when it's all over This is just the way true love ends First of all there's no one to talk to When there is they just don't seem to hear Words don't seem to matter much anyway They can't describe the pain They can't explain the fear Then the nights grow cold and hard to live through Still you hate to see the morning come Somehow tomorrow doesn't matter much anymore The future holds no promise Your life's already done This is what it's like falling out of love This is the way you lose your very best friend This is how it feels when it's all over This is just the way true love ends The you find your heart no longer flutters You no longer look through a lover's eyes What's to see when the world falls down around you You simply can't believe it But it comes as no surprise This is what it's like falling out of love This is the way you lose your very best friend This is how it feels when it's all over This is just the way true love ends What's the sense of failure It's such an incredible loss It's all the things you'll never do And all the dreams that will never come true This is what it's like falling out of love This is the way you lose your very best friend This is how it feels when it's all over This is just the way true love ends Oh this is just the way a true love ends I don't believe a true love ever ends Words and music by John Denver |
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You fill up my senses
Like a night in the forest Like the mountains in springtime Like a walk in the rain Like a storm in the desert Like a sleepy blue ocean You fill up my senses Come fill me again Come let me love you Let me give my life to you Let me drown in your laughter Let me die in your arms Let me lay down beside you Let me always be with you Come let me love you Come love me again Let me give my life to you Come let me love you Come love me again You fill up my senses Like a night in the forest Like the mountains in springtime Like a walk in the rain Like a storm in the desert Like a sleepy blue ocean You fill up my senses Come fill me again |
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To sail on a dream on a crystal clear ocean
To ride on the crest of a wild raging storm To work in the service of life and the living In search of the answers to questions unknown To be part of the movement and part of the growing Part of beginning to understand Aye, Calypso, the places you've been to The things that you've taught us, the stories you tell Aye, Calypso, I sing to your spirit The men who have served you so long and so well Like the dolphin who guides you, you bring us beside you To light up the darkness and show us the way For though we are strangers in your silent world To live on the land we must learn from the sea To be true as the tide and free as the wind swell Joyful and loving in letting it be Aye, Calypso, the places you've been to The things that you've shown us, the stories you tell Aye, Calypso, I sing to your spirit The men who have served you so long and so well Aye, Calypso, the places you've been to The things that you've shown us, the stories you tell Aye, Calypso, I sing to your spirit The men who have served you so long and so well |
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There is a river that runs from the mountains
That one river is all rivers All rivers are that one There is a tree that stands in the forest That one tree is all forests All trees are that one There is a flower that blooms in the desert That one blossom is all flowers All flowers are that one There is a bird that sings in the jungle That one song is all music All songs are that one It is the song of life It is the flower of faith It is the tree of temptation It is the river of no regret There is a child that cries in the ghetto That one child is all children All children are that one There is a vision that shines in the darkness That one vision is all of our dreams All of our dreams are that one It is a vision of heaven It is a child of promise It is the song of life It is the river of no regret Let this be a voice for the mountains Let this be a voice for the river Let this be a voice for the forest Let this be a voice for the flowers Let this be a voice for the ocean Let this be a voice for the desert Let this be a voice for the children Let this be a voice for the dreamers Let this be a voice of no regret |
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This old guitar taught me to sing a lovesong,
showed me how to laugh and how to cry, introduced me to some friends of mine, and brightened up some days, it helped me make it through some lonely nights, oh, what a friend to have on a cold lonely night. This old guitar gave me my lovely lady, it opened up her eyes and ears to me, it brought us close together, I guess it broke her heart, but it opened up the space for us to be, what a lovely place, a lovely space to be. This old guitar gave me my life my living, and all the things I know I love to do, to serenade the stars that shine from a sunny mountain side, most of all to sing my songs for you, ooh, I love to sing my songs for you, yes I do,Lord, I love to sing my songs for you. |
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