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I had a hard run
Running from your window I was all night running I wonder if you care? I had a run-in Run around and run down Run around a corner Run smack into a tree I had to move Really had to move That's why, if you please I am on my bended knees Bertha, don't you come around here anymore Dressed myself in green I went down to the sea Try to see what's going down Maybe read between the lines Had a feeling I was falling Turned around to see Heard a voice calling You was comin' after me I had to move Really had to move That's why, if you please I am on my bended knees Bertha, don't you come around here anymore Ran into a rainstorm Ducked into a bar door It was all night pouring But not a drop on me Test me, test me Why don't you arrest me? Throw me in the jail house Until the sun goes down 'til it go down I had to move Really had to move That's why, if you please I am on my bended knees Bertha, don't you come around here anymore |
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We can share the women, we can share the wine
We can share what we got of yours, 'cause we done shared all of mine Keep on rollin', just a mile to go Keep on rollin', my old buddy, you're movin' much too slow I just jumped the watchman, right outside the fence Took his rings, four bucks in change, ain't that Heaven sent? Hurts my ears to listen, Shannon, burns my eyes to see Cut down a man in cold blood, Shannon, might as well been me We used to play for silver, now we play for life And one's for sport and one's for blood at the point of a knife And now the die is shaken, now the die must fall There ain't a winner in the game, he don't go home with all Not with all Leavin' Texas, fourth day of July Sun so hot, the clouds so low, the eagles filled the sky Catch the Detroit Lightnin' out of Sante Fe The Great Northern out of Cheyenne, from sea to shining sea Gotta go to Tulsa, first train we can ride Gotta settle one old score, one small point of pride There ain't a place a man can hide, Shannon will keep him from the sun Ain't a bed can give us rest now, you keep us on the run Jack Straw from Wichita cut his buddy down And dug for him a shallow grave and laid his body down Half a mile from Tucson, by the morning light One man gone and another to go, my old buddy, you're moving much too slow We can share the women, we can share the wine |
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Truckin' - got my chips cashed in
Keep Truckin' - like the doodah man Together - more or less in line Just keep truckin' on Arrows of neon and flashing marquees out on Main Street Chicago, New York, Detroit, it's all the same street Your typical city involved in a typical daydream Hang it up and see what tomorrow brings Dallas - got a soft machine Houston - too close to New Orleans New York - got the ways and means But just won't let you be Most of the cats you meet on the street speak of True Love Most of the time they're sittin' and cryin' at home One of these days they know they gotta get goin' Out of the door and down to the street all alone Truckin' - like the doodah man Once told me you got to play your hand Sometimes - the cards ain't worth a damn If you don't lay 'em down Sometimes the light's all shining on me Other times I can barely see Lately it occurs to me What a long strange trip it's been Hey, what in the world ever became of sweet Jane? She lost her sparkle, you know she isn't the same Living on reds, vitamin see and cocaine All a friend can say is "Ain't it a shame" Truckin' - up to Buffalo Been thinkin' - you got to mellow slow Take time - you pick a place to go And just keep truckin' on Sitting and staring out of a hotel window Got a tip they're kicking the door in again I'd like to get some sleep before I travel But if you got a warrant I guess you're gonna come in Busted - down on Bourbon Street Set up - like a bowling pin Knocked down - it gets to wearing thin They just won't let you be You're sick of hanging around and you'd like to travel Get tired of traveling, you'd like to settle down I guess they can't revoke your soul for trying Get out of the door - light out and look all around Sometimes the light's all shining on me Other times I can barely see Lately it occurs to me What a long strange trip it's been Truckin' - I'm a goin' home Whoa - oh, baby, back where I belong Back home - sit down and patch my bones And get back truckin' on |
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Well, the first days are the hardest days, don't you worry anymore
'cause when life looks like easy street, there is danger at your door Now think this through with me, let me know your mind Oh, what I want to know is: are you kind? Now, it's a buck dancers choice, my friends, better take my advice You know all the rules by now and the fire from the ice Now will you come with me? Won't you come with me? Oh, what I want to know will you come with me? Sister, well, I declare, have you seen the like Their walls are built of cannon balls, their motto is: Don't Tread On Me Come hear Uncle John's band, playing to the tide Come with me or go alone He's come to take his children home It's the same story the crow told me; it's the only one he knows Like the morning sun you come and like the wind you go Ain't no time to hate, barely time to wait Oh, what I want to know Where does the time go I live in a silver mine and I call it Beggers Tomb I've got me a violin, and I beg you: call the tune Anybody's choice, I can hear your voice Oh, what I want to know How does the song go? Come hear Uncle John's band by the riverside Got some things to talk about, here, beside the rising tide Come hear Uncle John's band playing to the tide Come on, come on or go alone He's come to take his children home Whoa, what I want to know How does the song go? Come hear Uncle John's band by the riverside Got some things to talk about, here, beside the rising tide Come hear Uncle John's band playing to the tide Come on along or go alone He's come to take his children home Come hear Uncle John's band (Brother) By the riverside (Ain't no time to hate) Got some things to talk about (Sister) Here, beside the rising tide (Ain't no time to wait) Come hear Uncle John's band playing to the tide Come on along or go alone he's come to take his children home |
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To lay me down
Once more To lay me down With my head in sparkling clover Let the world go by All lost in dreaming To lay me down One last time To lay me down To be with you Once more To be with you With our bodies close together Let the world go by Like clouds a-streaming To lay me down Once more To lay me down To lay me down To lay me down To lay me down Once more To lay me down To lie with you One more To lie with you With our dreams entwined together To lie beside you My love still sleeping To tell sweet lies One last time And say good-night To lay me down To lay me down To lay me down One last ime To lay me down To lay me down One last ime To lay me down |
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