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Love is a burning thing
And it makes a fiery ring Bound by wild desire I fell into a ring of fire I fell into a burning ring of fire I went down, down, down And the flames went higher And it burns, burns, burns The ring of fire The ring of fire I fell into a burning ring of fire I went down, down, down And the flames went higher And it burns, burns, burns The ring of fire The ring of fire The taste of love is sweet When hearts like ours meet I fell for you like a child Oh, but the fire went wild I fell into a burning ring of fire I went down, down, down And the flames went higher And it burns, burns, burns The ring of fire The ring of fire I fell into a burning ring of fire I went down, down, down And the flames went higher And it burns, burns, burns The ring of fire The ring of fire And it burns, burns, burns The ring of fire The ring of fire The ring of fire The ring of fire |
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| 2:34 |
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I overlooked a lot of things I knew I should have done
I did things that I'm sorry for I lived to have my fun But now the world that once was bright is empty and bare And if you wouldn't be ashamed of me I'd still be there I'd be with you where I belong And nothing they could do or say could make me think it's wrong If all the love that made you mine could make you still care I'd be by your side I'd still be there [ piano ] I'd give the world if I could only have you close to me I'd pray the Lord to keep you safe wherever you may be Don't let anybody share the things we used to share If I only knew you loved me too I'd still be there I'd be with you where I belong... I'd be by your side I'd still be there |
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| 2:07 |
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When I'm all through if I haven't been what they think I should be
If the total isn't high enough when they figure me When I grow old if there's no gray from worry in my hair What do I care what do I care What do I care just as long as you were mine a little while When the road was long and weary you gave me a few good mile What do I care if I miss a goal because I make a slip I'll still be satisfied because I tasted your sweet lips What do I care if I never have much money And sometimes my table looks a little bare Anything that I may miss is made up for each time we kiss You love me and I love you so what do I care [ guitar ] What do I care just as long... |
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| 2:35 |
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At my door the leaves are falling
A cold wild wind will come Sweethearts walk by together And I still miss someone I go out on a party And look for a little fun But I find a darkened corner because I still miss someone No, I never got over those blue eyes I see them everywhere I miss those arms that held me When all the love was there I wonder if she's sorry For leavin' what we'd begun There's someone for me somewhere And I still miss someone. |
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| 2:54 |
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(Green green forty shades of green)
I close my eyes and picture the emerald of the sea From the fishing boats at Dingle to the shores of Donaghadee I miss the river Shannon and the folks at Skibbereen The moorlands and the midlands with their forty shades of green But most of all I miss a girl in Tipperary town And most of all I miss her lips as soft as eiderdown Again I want to see and do the things we've done and seen Where the breeze is sweet as Shalimar and there's forty shades of green (Green green green forty shades of green) I wish that I could spend an hour at Dublin's churching surf I'd love to watch the farmers drain the bogs and spade the turf To see again the thatching of the straw the women glean I'd walk from Cork to Larne to see the forty shades of green But most of all I miss a girl... |
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| 3:55 | 
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| 7. |
| 1:52 |
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| 8. |
| 2:20 |
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| 9. |
| 4:04 |
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| 10. |
| 2:49 |
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| 11. |
| 3:00 |
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| 12. |
| 2:48 |
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| 1. |
| 8:24 |
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| 2. |
| 3:03 |
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| 3. |
| 2:35 |
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| 4. |
| 2:17 |
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| 5. |
| 3:01 |
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| 6. |
| 3:16 |
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Well this nine pound hammer is a little too heavy for my size honey for my size
I'm goin' on the mountain gonna see my baby And I ain't comin' back Lord I ain't comin' back Oh roll on buddy don't you roll so slow how can I go when my wheels won't roll Roll on buddy pull a load o'coal how can I go when my wheels won't roll [ banjo ] Well it's a long way to Harlem it's a long way to Hazzard Just to get a little brew just to get a little brew Now when I'm long gone you can make my tombstone Out of number nine coal out of number nine coal Roll on buddy... |
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| 2:39 |
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I was just a kid roamin' around travelin' through a little ol' town
A man walked up and said come with me you're broke and son that's vagrancy I carefree lad that love to roam but Lord I wish I'd stayed at home The way it looks I'll prob'ly hang cause there ain't no hope on a chain gang I dig that ditch I chop that corn I curse the day that I was born I believe it's better for a man to hang than to work like a dog on a chain gang [ ac.guitar ] The guard stands there with a great big gun I bet he'd love to see me run And I guess I prob'ly will some day I'd rather be dead than to live this way He's well fed and he's six foot tall and he's a meanest of them all He cracks that whip and he swings that cane the sun must've touched his brain I dig that ditch... [ dobro ] I gat a gal back home that's sweet and kind and she's been waitin' a long long time I just told her to forget my name I won't ever live down to shame Lord deliver me from this hole before I lose my mind and soul The place gets weak and the back gets broke ain't no cause to laugh and joke I dig that ditch... Work like a dog on a chain gang work like a dog on a chain gang |
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| 2:06 |
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All around the water tank waitin' for a train
A thousand miles away from home sleeping in the rain I walked up to a brakeman just to give him a line of talk He said if you've got money I'll see that you don't walk Well I haven't got a nickel not a penny can I show He said get off you railroad bum and he slammed the boxcar door [ piano ] Well he put me off in Texas a place I dearly love The wide open spaces all around me the moon and stars above Nobody seems to want me nor to lend me a helping hand I'm on my way from Frisco headin' back to Dixie Land My pocketbook is empty my heart is willed with pain I'm a thousand miles away from home just waitin' for a train |
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| 2:11 |
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Born to be a roughneck I'll never amount to nothin'
Pullin' case and layin' pipe is hard labor Well I was born in a boomer shack bout a half mile from town Papa was a driller on a wildcat crew and my mama never was around I learn to cuss when I was two and fight when I was three And by the time I was five there was no kid alive could ever get the best of me Born to be a roughneck... [ banjo ] Well I started workin' like a regular man when I was just about knee high Skinning the knuckles with my two bare hands but they never heard me cry I remember walkin' down the road and hearin' somebody say He was born to live a rougneck's life and he's never gonna change his ways Born to be a roughneck... Born to be a roughneck... |
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| 6:10 |
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| 2:35 |
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| 2:20 |
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| 3:55 |
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| 4:08 |
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| 5:03 |
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| 7. |
| 3:01 |
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| 8. |
| 4:05 |
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