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from Bruce Hornsby & The Range - A Night On The Town (1990)
Van and Willie went out one night
Once they get out on the road Well then everything is alright Had to get away from the kids and the wives Well they ran into some city boys that didn't walk just right And the line was drawn for another showdown Like they'd always seen it done And when the lights came up on the little woods town Ther was an old man bailing out a son Going out for a night on the town Going out to the smoke and trees Going out for a night on the town Going out for a look and see Said do what your daddy told you Well I just went out and did that Van and Willie went out one night There's a green table down at the midway Where they rack up the balls for the games And reputations are made There's a green forest full of oaks and pines Where they cleared a cleared a space in the middle Where secret scores are settled And the claim was made round the table that night And they rode off through the trees And the young boys tell how the city boys tried And how one man fell to his knees Going out for a night on the town Going out to the smoke and trees Going out for a night on the town Going out for a look and see Said what made you go and do that Well we were just having a little fun Van and Willie went out one night And the line was drawn for another showdown Like they'd always seen and done And one mans night for a drunken old time Left a scar on on another one Going out for a night on the town Going out to the smoke and trees Going out for a night on the town Going out for a look and see Said do what your daddy told you Well I just went out and did that Van and Willie went out one night |
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from Bruce Hornsby & The Range - A Night On The Town (1990)
She moved back around here thirty-five weeks ago today
Oh down the lane At night she walks on the banks and remembers how she Dreamed of rowing away And how she left one day She left with a driven look in her eyes Came back around with it still inside They said give it some time and you'll forget about it too We know they always do Well I know Some fine day You will find your way Across the river Row down slow There's a long way to go Across the river She was proud and so strong And she tried not to listen to idle talk Downtown where she walked They sit around and they say That she came back with her tail between her legs Like they always said she would Well I hear it's better on the other side They say you'll never do it so don't even try Well you may be beaten downwith your closed mind But don't try and make it mine Well I know Some fine day You will find your way Across the river Row down slow There's a long way to go Across the river "Your wild days are through" is what they said I dreamed she came, when I was down and I walked where she led Standing on the shore She looks to the west with a look of longing To where the grass seems greener There's a hard and distant prize It probably won't happen but I think I'll try Well even if it doesn't happen for me It still beats hanging around here Well I know Some fine day You will find your way Across the river Row down slow There's a long way to go Across the river |
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from Bruce Hornsby - Greatest Radio Hits (2004)
She moved back around here thirty-five weeks ago today
Oh down the lane At night she walks on the banks and remembers how she Dreamed of rowing away And how she left one day She left with a driven look in her eyes Came back around with it still inside They said give it some time and you'll forget about it too We know they always do Well I know Some fine day You will find your way Across the river Row down slow There's a long way to go Across the river She was proud and so strong And she tried not to listen to idle talk Downtown where she walked They sit around and they say That she came back with her tail between her legs Like they always said she would Well I hear it's better on the other side They say you'll never do it so don't even try Well you may be beaten downwith your closed mind But don't try and make it mine Well I know Some fine day You will find your way Across the river Row down slow There's a long way to go Across the river "Your wild days are through" is what they said I dreamed she came, when I was down and I walked where she led Standing on the shore She looks to the west with a look of longing To where the grass seems greener There's a hard and distant prize It probably won't happen but I think I'll try Well even if it doesn't happen for me It still beats hanging around here Well I know Some fine day You will find your way Across the river Row down slow There's a long way to go Across the river |
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from Bonnie Raitt - Road Tested (1995)
I am an old woman
named after my mother an old man is another child who's grown old If dreams were thunder lightning was desire this old house it would've burned down a long time ago Make me an angel that flies from Montgomery Make me a poster of an old rodeo Just give me one thing that I can hold on to to believe in this livin' is just a hard way to go When i was a young girl I had me a cowboy it wasn't much to look at it was a free ramblin' man There was a long time no matter how I tried the years they just rolled by like a broken down dance Make me an angel that flies from Montgomery Make me a poster of an old rodeo Just give me one thing that I can hold on to to believe in this livin' is just a hard way to go There's flies in the kitchen I can hear them there buzzin' And I ain't done nothing since I woke up today But how the hell can a person go on to work in the morning to come home in the evening and have nothing to say Make me an angel that flies from Montgomery Make me a poster of an old rodeo Just give me one thing that I can hold on to to believe in this livin' is just a hard way to go |
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from Bruce Hornsby & The Range - A Night On The Town (1990)
Woke up this morning looking at the screen
There's a couple of men talking I'm not sure what they mean There's a conversation many men running wild We learn about the world while they're fighting in the aisles Here we go What do you say, what do you know You've got your life and you watch it away It's just another day in this old town So get down Home Shopping Channel's got us by the eyes Scrambling to the phones ordering porcelain flies Talk to the women talk to the wives Everybody's buying important things for their lives Here we go What do you say, what do you know You've got your life and you watch it away It's just another day in this old town So get down He's a high performance engine with Jesus as the fuel Old father's handing out forty acres and a mule Preaching the word of prosperity Make a little more money they might just put you on t.v. Here we go What do you say, what do you know You've got your life and you watch it away Ain't no big thing it's just another day Ain't no big thing so let it ring Let it ring George Turn off the lights honey then turn off the set Life around here don't make a lot of damn sense As I closed my eyes I saw in my mind Somebody selling me a nickle for a dime Here we go What do you say, what do you know You've got your life and you watch it away It's just another day in this old town So get down, ain't no big thing so let it ring In this old town so get down It's another day so go ahead Go ahead Everybody go |
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from Bruce Hornsby & The Range - A Night On The Town (1990)
There were people living in a green valley
Found a way to make a lot of money Made the green turn gradually gray They figured they could do whatever they wanted Everything would be alright But scars don't always heal away And the sons and the daughters got diamonds and gold But they were given a land where Strong roots never take hold Good seed don't grow On the barren ground Good things don't come along As you just sit dreaming on Good seed don't grow On the barren ground Say everything fades away There you are still around What'll you do where will you go Ther was a ship along the coast Carrying a load of black money In the sound near the northern lights When the ship set sail The crew looked for guidance In the bottom of an empty glass Then the captain said "pour me another rye" Then the water turned black as that cold winter's night Good seed don't grow On the barren ground Good things don't come along As you just sit dreaming on Good seed don't grow On the barren ground Say everything fades away There you are still around What'll you do where will you go |
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from Bruce Hornsby - Hot House (1995)
Cocked and ready oh here i stand Anticipating the laying on of hands Might be frivolous, may be profound But it feels like deliverance going down Hey now, come on around The big rumble is coming down Go tell it on the mountainside Over the hills and across the sky Hey now, watch out, run Big rumble is about to come Go tell it to the people there Over the hills and everywhere The young girls screaming as the gym rat speaks Might see some walk-on on a shooting streak Big snake charmers and medicine men Some like daniels in the lion's den Hey now, come on around The big rumble is coming down Go tell it on the mountainside Over the hills and across the sky Hey now, watch out, run Big rumble is about to come Go tell it to the people there Over the hills and everywhere A man with a ball as a saviour too A strange conception of the holy truth The biggest and the baddest of moses too Works for some, maybe me and you Hey now, come on around The big rumble is coming down Go tell it on the mountainside Over the hills and across the sky Hey now, watch out, run Big rumble is about to come Go tell it to the people there Over the hills and everywhere |
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from Bruce Hornsby - Big Swing Face (2002)
Your cymbal crashing
Your teeth are gnashing You're in your element We'd love to see you We'd love to be you You're in your elephant costume You do what the hell you want to do Make people scream for you We love to hear you You've got your big swing face You know the night away out in space Looks like a beautiful, beautiful place You've got your big swing face You′re in the arena You bow to the crowd But you gotta looka down Some people laughing It's easy to laugh When your zipper′s down Fly′s open I know you're the great being You're so hilarious You're leaving us in the dust Your big swing face Your rolling eyes away out in space Looks like a beautiful, beautiful place You've got your big swing fa-ya-ya-ya-yace In your costume foolery Beads, sandals and jewelry You're a funny guy We'll never wonder why You've got your big swing face You've got your lonely night away out in space Looks like a beautiful, beautiful place You've got your big swing fa-ya-ya-ya-yace Like a beautiful, beautiful place You've got your big swing fa-ya-ya-ya-yace |
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from Bruce Hornsby - Halcyon Days (Value Added for Tower) (2004)
Candy Mountain Run
Rollin' and a-tumblin' Take me to the mountain Fly closer to the sun Wailin' and a-rumblin', I'm movin' not stumblin' Come, come with me on my Candy Mountain Candy Mountain run Dropping lots of little ones from up high Gumdrops, lemondrops rainin' from the sky Come on riding close to the sun Come on riding with me on my Candy Mountain run Rollin' and a-tumblin' Take me to the mountain Fly closer to the sun Wailin' and a-rumblin', I'm movin' not stumblin' Come, come with me on my Candy Mountain Candy Mountain run Movin' to the high ground, wish you could come Maybe they'll let me drop the big one All the little children hands up high Waitin' for the sugar plums fallin' from the sky Movin' to the high ground, to the sugar mine Movin' to the secret so clandestine World of fantasy wish you could come Mama's little baby on a Candy Mountain run Rollin' and a-tumblin', place me on the mountain Fly closer to the sun Wailin' and a-rumblin', my fantasy crumblin' Come, come with me on my Candy Mountain Candy Mountain run Come on riding with me close to the sun Mama keep telling me not to come Used to be a mouse, now I can roar Tomorrow I'll give myself a little bit more Forget about tomorrow live for today No guarantee I'll make it anyway My special candy tastes good now Every day I die a little, a little anyhow Rollin' and a-tumblin' Take me to the mountain Fly closer to the sun Wailin' and a-rumblin', I'm movin' not stumblin' Come, come with me on my Candy Mountain Candy Mountain run |
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from Bruce Hornsby - Halcyon Days (Value Added for Tower) (2004)
Candy Mountain Run
Rollin' and a-tumblin' Take me to the mountain Fly closer to the sun Wailin' and a-rumblin', I'm movin' not stumblin' Come, come with me on my Candy Mountain Candy Mountain run Dropping lots of little ones from up high Gumdrops, lemondrops rainin' from the sky Come on riding close to the sun Come on riding with me on my Candy Mountain run Rollin' and a-tumblin' Take me to the mountain Fly closer to the sun Wailin' and a-rumblin', I'm movin' not stumblin' Come, come with me on my Candy Mountain Candy Mountain run Movin' to the high ground, wish you could come Maybe they'll let me drop the big one All the little children hands up high Waitin' for the sugar plums fallin' from the sky Movin' to the high ground, to the sugar mine Movin' to the secret so clandestine World of fantasy wish you could come Mama's little baby on a Candy Mountain run Rollin' and a-tumblin', place me on the mountain Fly closer to the sun Wailin' and a-rumblin', my fantasy crumblin' Come, come with me on my Candy Mountain Candy Mountain run Come on riding with me close to the sun Mama keep telling me not to come Used to be a mouse, now I can roar Tomorrow I'll give myself a little bit more Forget about tomorrow live for today No guarantee I'll make it anyway My special candy tastes good now Every day I die a little, a little anyhow Rollin' and a-tumblin' Take me to the mountain Fly closer to the sun Wailin' and a-rumblin', I'm movin' not stumblin' Come, come with me on my Candy Mountain Candy Mountain run |
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from Bruce Hornsby & The Range - A Night On The Town (1990)
Some live life with eyes that don't see
They look away at the time of your greatest need Some talk, some'll just do, some turn their back Turn around and just walk away I know I've done that Lonely Days and lonely nights Easy to be cynical never put yourself on the line I'd like to reach out well why don't I Take the load up off your back I'd like to try Let me carry your water Let me carry the weight I will bear your burden Let me carry the load Working hard sweating all day in the long hot sun Feel alone with the heavy load you're not the only one Bossman say time to jump we say how high If you need a hand getting off your feet baby I'll try I want to cover you the the sea on the sand Easy to be cynical never take a stand Easy for me not to give a damn I'll ask you to call for me and I'll give you a hand Let me carry your water Let me carry the load I will shoulder your burden Let me carry the load Lonely nights and lonely days You wait for someone to come along and sweep you away I'll put myself out there it just might feel good I don't always do that but I think I should |
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from Bruce Hornsby & The Range - Harbor Lights (1993)
You lie over there in a bed with iron rails Like a frightened child in the cold light, so frail Things were going do well, just rolling along Now, just when you think you've got it made You think it's all gone China Doll, I've got something for you A few good words, a hand to help you get through May not be much, but now it's all that I can do Lay down your weary head Do whatever you gotta do Put on your strong face when they're in the room Can't show signs of weakness; an unspoken rule Put on your strong face, act like nothing's wrong We can be so helpless, helpless and so strong China Doll, I've got something for you A few good words, a hand to help you get through May not be much, but now it's all that I can do To ease your worried mind Do something to get through We bend and break, so fragile, it's true I say everything'll be alright but I don't have a clue They say faith is a crutch, well, whatever works for you In a world where you never know I'll be there for you China Doll, I've got something for you A few good words, a hand to help you get through May not be much, but now it's all that I can do To ease your worried mind Do something to get through |
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from Bruce Hornsby - Halcyon Days (Value Added for Tower) (2004)
Circus On the Moon
Hey out there, are you hearing my call It's a cry for help but all you see are these craters and these walls I've erected in my room I'd like you to see, I'm a performer with skills Don't make fun of me with my whistles and my bullhorns and my bells And I hope you'll see it soon Getting 'bout as much attention as a circus on the moon I'm here with the elephants, I'm cleaning up mess I'm trying to be special, but to you I'm just like all the rest Look what they've got me doing Got a high wire act I can show you my skills Trapeze and a bar across my heart, across my ills Escape through a trap door and I'll go on my way Try as I do, I just can't connect anyway Getting bout as much attention as a circus on the moon Standing tall and lone in my circus on the moon I'm a perfect little foil for the prognosticators of doom I'll bet you in a minute they'll be searching my room Watch out for the deluge I believe it's coming soon And I'll bet you five bucks we'll see the stars come out at noon You can bet all you got I'll get your attention soon Getting 'bout as much attention as a circus on the moon I'm a stalwart trapeze artist on my (circus on the moon) I'm a lonely tightrope walker in my (circus on the moon) An accomplished virtuoso in my (circus on the moon) Waving at you sweetly from my circus on the moon Three million miles away I'm staring at you, staring at you Waving at you sweetly from my (circus on the moon) Standing tall and lone in my circus on the moon Three million miles away I'm staring at you in my circus on the moon |
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from Bruce Hornsby - Halcyon Days (Value Added for Tower) (2004)
Circus On the Moon
Hey out there, are you hearing my call It's a cry for help but all you see are these craters and these walls I've erected in my room I'd like you to see, I'm a performer with skills Don't make fun of me with my whistles and my bullhorns and my bells And I hope you'll see it soon Getting 'bout as much attention as a circus on the moon I'm here with the elephants, I'm cleaning up mess I'm trying to be special, but to you I'm just like all the rest Look what they've got me doing Got a high wire act I can show you my skills Trapeze and a bar across my heart, across my ills Escape through a trap door and I'll go on my way Try as I do, I just can't connect anyway Getting bout as much attention as a circus on the moon Standing tall and lone in my circus on the moon I'm a perfect little foil for the prognosticators of doom I'll bet you in a minute they'll be searching my room Watch out for the deluge I believe it's coming soon And I'll bet you five bucks we'll see the stars come out at noon You can bet all you got I'll get your attention soon Getting 'bout as much attention as a circus on the moon I'm a stalwart trapeze artist on my (circus on the moon) I'm a lonely tightrope walker in my (circus on the moon) An accomplished virtuoso in my (circus on the moon) Waving at you sweetly from my circus on the moon Three million miles away I'm staring at you, staring at you Waving at you sweetly from my (circus on the moon) Standing tall and lone in my circus on the moon Three million miles away I'm staring at you in my circus on the moon |
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from Bruce Hornsby - Hot House (1995)
Deep down in the south country Over where a paper mill runs Lived a man, a young coutnry doctor With a perfect wife and sons Well he worked his days And Sunday's he's pray And nobody knew Why the wife slowly withered away I saw the country doctor, to ask him what was wrong with me He was caught unaware, accidental and devil may care Behind the curtain I see, two shadows in front of me Oh, nobody knows the trouble I've seen My guess, there was another woman And with the kids and the money there was a lot to lose He said she had a rare affliction And he was doing all he could do And we all believed him Felt so sorry and then I thought once he was a fine man Now I don't remember when I saw the country doctor, to ask him what was wrong with me He was caught unaware, accidental and devil may care Behind the curtain I see, bottles unmarked in front of me Whoa, nobody knows the trouble I've seen I saw the country doctor, in a place where he didn't see me Way out in the middle of the night where he thought no one could see Over there in the parlor room, making eyes, hands roaming free Someone soon must know, the trouble I've seen Did you think about the young ones One day they'll know it was you And if they let you off one day Who then will you turn to And my wife remembers one thing She said I remember kind of strangely At a friends wedding one time It was just a look that he gave me |
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from Bruce Hornsby - Hot House (1995)
It's been a long time coming This feeling I've got That things'll always go your way Such a long shot Been so deep in the hole Thought I'd never come out Anything can happen Oh, I know that now One slip One fall A turn of the head can change it all A step ahead A step behind A blink of an eye at the wrong time North, South, East, and West Spin the wheel and hope for the best No regrets and it's on we roll Put it in drive, set the cruise control Walk tall, anywhere you go Wheels roll, and the whistle will blow Many miles, oh, I may roam Put it in drive, set the cruise control He was holding on, he trusted me Then he slipped away He fell hard and now I've just got myself to blame When he smiled at me finally Oh, I came around You can't worry, you never know So don't beat yourself down One slip One Fall A turn of the head can change it all A step ahead A step behind A blink of an eye at the wrong time North, South, East, and West Spin the wheel and hope for the best No regrets and it's on we roll Put it in drive, set the cruise control Walk tall anywhere you go Wheels roll and the whistle will blow Many miles, oh I may roam Put it in drive, set the cruise control In my darkest hour, my longest day Oh, my mind was a prison I could feel it taking me down to stay Then I said "forget this" It's out of your hands, any way North, South, East, and West Spin the wheel and hope for the best No regrets and it's on we roll Put it in drive, set the cruise control Wheels roll and the whistle will blow Walk tall anywhere you go Many miles, oh I may roam Put it in drive, set the cruise control Oh where I'll go I just don't know Pick myself up and roll, roll Up shead I can't see at all Take it slow, let the cards fall |
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from Bruce Hornsby & The Range - The Way It Is (1986)
There's a place
A local roadside shack A poor man's Paris with parking in the back There's a girl there She knows how to unwind She don't talk much but she knows just how to act I said-Don't tell me she don't love me The money's just a mere formality Every day, every night Something's going on, something's going on Down the road over yonder Any place, any time when I'm fading My love lies waiting Down the road tonight When I was younger All the older boys Would drive me way past the county fair They'd laugh and point out This roadside trailer And say something wild's going on over there They said-What they're doing Don't mean nothing to you now But someday it'll mean everything There were movies in the parlor They were dealing one-eyed jacks And when I said I loved her She said-Just keep coming back |
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from Bruce Hornsby - Halcyon Days (Value Added for Tower) (2004)
Isn't this old night so nice
I hope you can feel what I feel tonight Little boy's not getting it right Trying so hard with all his might Clouds in the sky keeping the sun away Doesn't mean the sun isn't shining today Seems something's always in your way You've got a wide, wide array Of insurmountable problems every day Slip away, slide away Into dreamland Slip away, slide away Into dream, dreamland In your own private place of dreams I hope you'll find a place where it seems The road is always straight and true Wherever you walk is bright for you I hope you'll remember these times we share Hope you'll find some comfort there In the meantime lose your cares You can go anywhere, close your eyes and it will take you there Slip away, slide away Into dreamland Gonna cherish my time with you Gonna smile, smile the whole world day through Wake up tomorrow, maybe you'll find Darkness gone from your mind Want you to be what you want to be Don't want you to ever hurt like me Smiling through the saddest times Could only happen in dreams I wonder is it as nice as it seems Slip away, slide away Into dreamland Maybe you'll get your wishes in dreams this night Because I can't seem to do it here in real life Maybe you'll get your wishes in dreams this night Because I can't seem to help you here in real life |
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from Bruce Hornsby - Halcyon Days (Value Added for Tower) (2004)
Isn't this old night so nice
I hope you can feel what I feel tonight Little boy's not getting it right Trying so hard with all his might Clouds in the sky keeping the sun away Doesn't mean the sun isn't shining today Seems something's always in your way You've got a wide, wide array Of insurmountable problems every day Slip away, slide away Into dreamland Slip away, slide away Into dream, dreamland In your own private place of dreams I hope you'll find a place where it seems The road is always straight and true Wherever you walk is bright for you I hope you'll remember these times we share Hope you'll find some comfort there In the meantime lose your cares You can go anywhere, close your eyes and it will take you there Slip away, slide away Into dreamland Gonna cherish my time with you Gonna smile, smile the whole world day through Wake up tomorrow, maybe you'll find Darkness gone from your mind Want you to be what you want to be Don't want you to ever hurt like me Smiling through the saddest times Could only happen in dreams I wonder is it as nice as it seems Slip away, slide away Into dreamland Maybe you'll get your wishes in dreams this night Because I can't seem to do it here in real life Maybe you'll get your wishes in dreams this night Because I can't seem to help you here in real life |
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from Bruce Hornsby & The Range - The Way It Is (1986)
Way out here, working on the docks
Everyone sees the long day through Well what would I do without the nights and the phone And the chance just to talk to you What would I do now... Just to talk to you A thousand miles away What I wouldn't give for only one night A little relief in sight Or someday when times weren't so tight CHORUS When the day goes down on the water town When the sun sinks low all around That's when I know I need you now You're what I miss Every little kiss Everybody here's a number, not a name But I guess that's all right with me As I sit alone after a long day In the abscence of company Oh I let my mind wander... A thousand miles away What I wouldn't give for only one night A little relief in sight Or someday when times weren't so tight |
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from Bruce Hornsby - Greatest Radio Hits (2004)
Every Little Kiss
by Bruce Hornsby And The Range Way out here, working on the docks Everyone sees the long day through Well what would I do without the nights and the phone And the chance just to talk to you What wouldn't I do now... Just to talk to you A thousand miles away What I wouldn't give for only one night Little relief in sight Someday when times weren't so tight CHORUS When the day goes down on the water town When the sun sinks low all around That's when I know I need you now You're what I miss Every little kiss Every little one, oh, every little one Everybody here's a number, not a name But I guess that's all right with me As I sit alone after a long day In the absence of company Oh I let my mind wander... A thousand miles away What I wouldn't give for only one night Little relief in sight Someday when times weren't so tight CHORUS |
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from Bruce Hornsby & The Range - Harbor Lights (1993)
When the night lies so still Before I go to sleep I come by, I come by Just to look at you In the dim light I say That in my own small way I will try, I will try To help you through There'll be blue skies falling There'll be sad scenes and bad dreams In a world so uncertain Through the clouds it's hard to see I will grab you and lift you As you hold on tight and sway We'll go walking Across the fields of gray There's a place I can go When the world gets me down When nothing, when nothing Goes quite right it seems As I look there I know Fortune smiles on me so But who knows, no one knows About tomorrow There'll be blue skies falling There'll be sad scenes and bad dreams In a world so uncertain Through the clouds it's hard to see I will grab you and lift you As you hold on tight and sway We'll go walking Across the fields of gray When I was younger I saw things in black and white Now all I see is a sad, hazy gray Sometimes I see a narrow flash of light Sometimes I look and you show me the way - 간 주 중 - No matter what else happens What the future will be In a world so uncertain Through the clouds it's hard to see I will grab you and carry you Calm your fears if you're afraid We'll go walking Across the fields of gray |
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from Bruce Hornsby - Greatest Radio Hits (2004)
When the night lies so still
Before I go to sleep I come by, I come by Just to look at you In the dim light I say That in my own small way I will try, I will try To help you through There'll be blue skies falling There'll be sad scenes and bad dreams In a world so uncertain Through the clouds it's hard to see I will grab you and lift you As you hold on tight and sway We'll go walking Across the fields of gray There's a place I can go When the world gets me down When nothing, when nothing Goes quite right it seems As I look there I know Fortune smiles on me so But who knows, no one knows About tomorrow There'll be blue skies falling There'll be sad scenes and bad dreams In a world so uncertain Through the clouds it's hard to see I will grab you and lift you As you hold on tight and sway We'll go walking Across the fields of gray When I was younger I saw things in black and white Now all I see is a sad, hazy gray Sometimes I see a narrow flash of light Sometimes I look and you show me the way No matter what else happens What the future will be In a world so uncertain Through the clouds it's hard to see I will grab you and carry you Calm your fears if you're afraid We'll go walking Across the fields of gray |
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from Bruce Hornsby & The Range - A Night On The Town (1990)
They're looking for some hired guns on the Texas border
To shoot 'em all down if they try to cross over the water And they've got their old white hoods and the same old orders To keep the dark sons away from their daughters The nights they came on horses Are long gone with the wind Now they're passing out the torches And they're coming back again There's a shotgun blast There's a secret sign It's not a candle burning and it's not a Sunday night There's a fire on the cross There's a fire on the cross tonight There wasn't any sound but it felt like sudden thunder Two boards nailed together and burning bright He was walking by the window when he saw it Now he wonders Just what he's got to do to make him see He just want to be brothers The nights they came on horses Are long gone with the wind Now they're passing out the torches And they're coming back again There's a shotgun blast There's a secret sign It's not a candle burning and it's not a Sunday night There's a fire on the cross There's a fire on the cross tonight |
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from Bruce Hornsby - Spirit Trail (1998)
I'm sitting wondering, watching the parade
In my ever-present chair People laughing and smiles all around me Balloons and paper in my hair There's a man in a car with the top down Waving wildly at me The poor son of a gun, I know he's thinking Better him, him than me I've stared down the devil, and had to look away Called out to the angels, but no-one ever came Laid down odd and even, but double zero played That's alright, I'm a lucky one Such a fortunate son I was always taught well, taught well To be the strong one and keep it inside But sometimes I sit beside the freeway And howl out at the dark, dark sky I might just have to go out and burn one Have a drink or a few Fade away in a cloudy haze of smoke And give the old man's best salute I've stared down the devil, and had to look away Called out to the angels, but no-one ever came Laid down odd and even, but double zero played That's alright, I'm a lucky one Such a fortunate son I might just have to go out and burn one Have a drink or a few Fade away in a cloudy haze of smoke And give the old man's best salute I've stared down the devil, and had to look away Called out to the angels, but no-one ever came Laid down odd and even, but double zero played That's alright, I'm a lucky one Such a fortunate son |
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from Bruce Hornsby - Here Come The Noise Makers (2000)
I'm sitting wondering, watching the parade
In my ever-present chair People laughing and smiles all around me Balloons and paper in my hair There's a man in a car with the top down Waving wildly at me The poor son of a gun, I know he's thinking Better him, him than me I've stared down the devil, and had to look away Called out to the angels, but no-one ever came Laid down odd and even, but double zero played That's alright, I'm a lucky one Such a fortunate son I was always taught well, taught well To be the strong one and keep it inside But sometimes I sit beside the freeway And howl out at the dark, dark sky I might just have to go out and burn one Have a drink or a few Fade away in a cloudy haze of smoke And give the old man's best salute I've stared down the devil, and had to look away Called out to the angels, but no-one ever came Laid down odd and even, but double zero played That's alright, I'm a lucky one Such a fortunate son I might just have to go out and burn one Have a drink or a few Fade away in a cloudy haze of smoke And give the old man's best salute I've stared down the devil, and had to look away Called out to the angels, but no-one ever came Laid down odd and even, but double zero played That's alright, I'm a lucky one Such a fortunate son |
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from Bruce Hornsby - Spirit Trail (1998)
Jenny drove out to Vegas for the first time
Picked up a guy hitching on the highway side Rode into town together looking for a sign Thought they saw something in the keno lights She'd always do what she should Nice girl of the neighborhood Had everything that money could buy Went out for a ride, looking for the Funhouse, dark as night Strap in for the long ride Funhouse, don't be frightened Who knows what you'll find Jimmy was fascinated with the made men Went out to find any movie he could rent Died his hair black, bought him an olive oil suit To run with the wolves, like Romulus in Reno would I know you play by the rules But I know you've got a dark streak too Go out for a closer view Go out for a ride, looking for the Funhouse, dark as night Strap in for the long ride Funhouse, don't be frightened Who knows, you might like it She loved how she felt that tingle in her body When she had her palm read in the back of the house She loved how everybody loved her when she took it out Would jump around, would scream and shout Forbidden fruit sure tastes fine Better than towing the long, straight line Careful what you ask for you might just find You like it when you cross the line, looking for the Funhouse, dark as night Strap in for the long ride Funhouse, don't be frightened Who knows what you'll find Funhouse, dark as night Strap in for the long ride Funhouse, danger's high Who knows, what you might find Funhouse, dark as night Strap in for the long ride Funhouse, dno't be frightened Who knows, you might like it |
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from Bruce Hornsby - Greatest Radio Hits (2004)
Hide in the bayou under the gun
Been to the house of the rising sun Come down here trying to make a connection Must have a bad sense of direction Go back, go back to your woods (Go back, go back, go back to your woods) Go back, go back, go back to your woods (Go back, go back to your woods) Carry a torch and an old stiletto The sound of thunder all over the ghetto One-eyed jacks and king with the axe Come from the wrong side of the tracks Go back, go back to your woods (Go back, go back, go back to your woods) Go back, go back, go back to your woods (Go back, go back to your woods) When the night goes down on Storyville If the women don't get you, the music will Catch a thrill You come down here in a four piece suit Pork pie hat and the alligator boots Keep jerking rabbits outta your hat Now can you pull a disappearing act Go back, go back to your woods (Go back, go back, go back to your woods) Go back, go back, go back to your woods (Go back, go back to your woods) When the night goes down on Storyville If the women don't get you, the music will Catch on a thrill Go back, go back, go back to your woods (Back to your woods) Go back, go back, go back to your woods (Go back, go back) (Back to your woods) Go back, go back, go back to your woods (Go back, go back) Go back, go back, go back to your woods (Go back, go back) Go back, go back to your woods (Back to your woods) Go back, go back, go back to your woods (Go back, go back, go back to your woods) Go back, go back to your woods (Back to your woods) [Incomprehensible] Child, while we're going downtown all turning 'round Before we came into this world we came from a far off land And now we are here to tell the story (But he won't bow down on a [Incomprehensible]) ([Incomprehensible] comin') They'll be coming from way back, way back They got fire on a bayou (Back to your) [Incomprehensible], here they come [Incomprehensible] Here they come, here they come [Incomprehensible], here they come (Go back to your woods) |
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from Bruce Hornsby - Gonna Be Some Changes Made (2004)
Gonna be some changes made
Gonna be, gonna be, gonna be some Man was a knife expert Kind of a Jim Bowie type Swaggerin', blusterin', 'coon skin I said, "You're not serious, right?" Then I saw him grab my friend by the hair And I guess I should have prayed As he dragged him around, I said to myself "There's gonna be some changes made" (Gonna be some changes made) Girl I knew and loved alone For years from afar With a finger to her lips She led me out to see the stars She led me down to the gritty lake And in it we did wade She took my hand and put it there Gonna be some changes made (Gonna be) Gonna be some changes made Gonna be some changes made (Gonna be some changes made) Gonna be some changes, changes made Can't keep on doing what I've been doing these days Look in the mirror I see a clown's face Gotta take it off, gotta get myself straight Gonna be some changes, some changes made Can't keep on doing what I've been doing these days Better figure out something Things are looking grave Gonna be some changes, changes, changes made Up in front for all to see Graceful like a bumblin' fool Then I thought I felt slip from my mouth a little drool Maybe no one noticed it On my mind heavily it weighed I saw two people snickering I said, "There needs to be some changes made" (Snickering) Gonna be some, gonna be some changes made (Snickerin') (Gonna be) Gonna be some changes made Gonna be some changes made Gonna be some changes, changes made Can't keep on doing what I've been doing these days Look in the mirror I see a clown's face Some changes made Going home, I've done enough To sow my little name Going where the fields are green And I can do my macrame A buffoon fumblin' without a clue Who likes to shift the blame And often feels betrayed There's gonna be some changes made There's gonna be some changes made Gonna be some changes, changes made Can't keep on doing what I've been doing these days Look in the mirror I see a clown's face Gotta take it off, gotta get myself straight Gonna be some changes, changes made Can't keep on doing what I've been doing these days Look in the mirror I see a clown's face Gotta take it off, gotta get myself straight (Gonna be some changes made) Gonna be some changes Gonna be some changes Doo doo doo doo |
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from Bruce Hornsby - Halcyon Days (Value Added for Tower) (2004)
Gonna be some changes made
Gonna be, gonna be, gonna be some Man was a knife expert Kind of a Jim Bowie type Swaggerin', blusterin', 'coon skin I said, "You're not serious, right?" Then I saw him grab my friend by the hair And I guess I should have prayed As he dragged him around, I said to myself "There's gonna be some changes made" (Gonna be some changes made) Girl I knew and loved alone For years from afar With a finger to her lips She led me out to see the stars She led me down to the gritty lake And in it we did wade She took my hand and put it there Gonna be some changes made (Gonna be) Gonna be some changes made Gonna be some changes made (Gonna be some changes made) Gonna be some changes, changes made Can't keep on doing what I've been doing these days Look in the mirror I see a clown's face Gotta take it off, gotta get myself straight Gonna be some changes, some changes made Can't keep on doing what I've been doing these days Better figure out something Things are looking grave Gonna be some changes, changes, changes made Up in front for all to see Graceful like a bumblin' fool Then I thought I felt slip from my mouth a little drool Maybe no one noticed it On my mind heavily it weighed I saw two people snickering I said, "There needs to be some changes made" (Snickering) Gonna be some, gonna be some changes made (Snickerin') (Gonna be) Gonna be some changes made Gonna be some changes made Gonna be some changes, changes made Can't keep on doing what I've been doing these days Look in the mirror I see a clown's face Some changes made Going home, I've done enough To sow my little name Going where the fields are green And I can do my macrame A buffoon fumblin' without a clue Who likes to shift the blame And often feels betrayed There's gonna be some changes made There's gonna be some changes made Gonna be some changes, changes made Can't keep on doing what I've been doing these days Look in the mirror I see a clown's face Gotta take it off, gotta get myself straight Gonna be some changes, changes made Can't keep on doing what I've been doing these days Look in the mirror I see a clown's face Gotta take it off, gotta get myself straight (Gonna be some changes made) Gonna be some changes Gonna be some changes Doo doo doo doo |
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from Bruce Hornsby - Halcyon Days (Value Added for Tower) (2004)
Gonna be some changes made
Gonna be, gonna be, gonna be some Man was a knife expert Kind of a Jim Bowie type Swaggerin', blusterin', 'coon skin I said, "You're not serious, right?" Then I saw him grab my friend by the hair And I guess I should have prayed As he dragged him around, I said to myself "There's gonna be some changes made" (Gonna be some changes made) Girl I knew and loved alone For years from afar With a finger to her lips She led me out to see the stars She led me down to the gritty lake And in it we did wade She took my hand and put it there Gonna be some changes made (Gonna be) Gonna be some changes made Gonna be some changes made (Gonna be some changes made) Gonna be some changes, changes made Can't keep on doing what I've been doing these days Look in the mirror I see a clown's face Gotta take it off, gotta get myself straight Gonna be some changes, some changes made Can't keep on doing what I've been doing these days Better figure out something Things are looking grave Gonna be some changes, changes, changes made Up in front for all to see Graceful like a bumblin' fool Then I thought I felt slip from my mouth a little drool Maybe no one noticed it On my mind heavily it weighed I saw two people snickering I said, "There needs to be some changes made" (Snickering) Gonna be some, gonna be some changes made (Snickerin') (Gonna be) Gonna be some changes made Gonna be some changes made Gonna be some changes, changes made Can't keep on doing what I've been doing these days Look in the mirror I see a clown's face Some changes made Going home, I've done enough To sow my little name Going where the fields are green And I can do my macrame A buffoon fumblin' without a clue Who likes to shift the blame And often feels betrayed There's gonna be some changes made There's gonna be some changes made Gonna be some changes, changes made Can't keep on doing what I've been doing these days Look in the mirror I see a clown's face Gotta take it off, gotta get myself straight Gonna be some changes, changes made Can't keep on doing what I've been doing these days Look in the mirror I see a clown's face Gotta take it off, gotta get myself straight (Gonna be some changes made) Gonna be some changes Gonna be some changes Doo doo doo doo |
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from Bruce Hornsby - Halcyon Days (Value Added for Tower) (2004)
Gonna be some changes made
Gonna be, gonna be, gonna be some Man was a knife expert Kind of a Jim Bowie type Swaggerin', blusterin', 'coon skin I said, "You're not serious, right?" Then I saw him grab my friend by the hair And I guess I should have prayed As he dragged him around, I said to myself "There's gonna be some changes made" (Gonna be some changes made) Girl I knew and loved alone For years from afar With a finger to her lips She led me out to see the stars She led me down to the gritty lake And in it we did wade She took my hand and put it there Gonna be some changes made (Gonna be) Gonna be some changes made Gonna be some changes made (Gonna be some changes made) Gonna be some changes, changes made Can't keep on doing what I've been doing these days Look in the mirror I see a clown's face Gotta take it off, gotta get myself straight Gonna be some changes, some changes made Can't keep on doing what I've been doing these days Better figure out something Things are looking grave Gonna be some changes, changes, changes made Up in front for all to see Graceful like a bumblin' fool Then I thought I felt slip from my mouth a little drool Maybe no one noticed it On my mind heavily it weighed I saw two people snickering I said, "There needs to be some changes made" (Snickering) Gonna be some, gonna be some changes made (Snickerin') (Gonna be) Gonna be some changes made Gonna be some changes made Gonna be some changes, changes made Can't keep on doing what I've been doing these days Look in the mirror I see a clown's face Some changes made Going home, I've done enough To sow my little name Going where the fields are green And I can do my macrame A buffoon fumblin' without a clue Who likes to shift the blame And often feels betrayed There's gonna be some changes made There's gonna be some changes made Gonna be some changes, changes made Can't keep on doing what I've been doing these days Look in the mirror I see a clown's face Gotta take it off, gotta get myself straight Gonna be some changes, changes made Can't keep on doing what I've been doing these days Look in the mirror I see a clown's face Gotta take it off, gotta get myself straight (Gonna be some changes made) Gonna be some changes Gonna be some changes Doo doo doo doo |
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from Bruce Hornsby - Spirit Trail (1998)
You're saying I've got
Got a lot, lot of nerve To say that we could We could be friends You're thinking I'm just Another one telling lies Don't want to be fooled Fooled again When you always go your way And I always go mine Maybe one day we'll come together Go across the great divide I heard somebody Calling you a bad name I was speechless Didn't say anything to him Next time I swear It's gonna be different I promise not to be silent again And you always go your way And I always go mine Maybe one day we'll come together Go across the great divide And I always cross to the other side But I go back every time Maybe one day we'll come together Go across the great divide I saw a bombed aisle Heard a gunshot ring Saw two matchsticks burn Felt the bedsheets sting Ugly words on a wall And a robe in flames I saw a little boy smile When the clouds did move away And you always go your way And I always go mine Maybe one day we'll come together Go across the great divide |
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from Bruce Hornsby - Halcyon Days (Value Added for Tower) (2004)
Halcyon Days
Bright light streaming in, through my window pane Think I'll stare at the shapes it makes on the floor and then stare again You've got your curtains drawn, anything I can do? Maybe a rose or a pillow or a picture or a funny joke just for you To carry you away Let me bring you, some tokens of esteem Close the door on the world, make it our own beautiful scene There's a darkness visible, maybe only to me Maybe just a dream, a time-slowing-down dream, a hole you're sinking down deep Comes loose at the seams, make the dream leave Some rise by wrong And some by virtue fall And those convicting may be the guilitiest of all Wash it all away I'd love to bring you, on a silver tray, some halcyon days Feel a strong gravitational pull, holding you down And the air feels thick, having a hard time moving through, moving round I'm hoping you may let me, help to pull you through You're here so you might as well let me see If I can do that for you Carry you away Feeling so helpless, mostly I'm a clown Every now and then gotten so even up can feel like down In the hour of my reflection, I've had enough of disaffection Like a starless sky, no light in our eyes Maybe change this tonight, some brighter times, some lovely rhymes Some rise by wrong And some by virtue fall And those in judgment could be guiltiest of all Wash it away I'd love to bring you, on a silver tray, some halcyon days Maybe just a dream, some ever-present dream, evanescent scenes It could seem so for me, this is for me Some rise by wrong And some by virtue fall And those in judgment could be guiltiest of all Wash it away I'd love to bring you, on a silver tray, some halcyon days |
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from Bruce Hornsby - Halcyon Days (Value Added for Tower) (2004)
Halcyon Days
Bright light streaming in, through my window pane Think I'll stare at the shapes it makes on the floor and then stare again You've got your curtains drawn, anything I can do? Maybe a rose or a pillow or a picture or a funny joke just for you To carry you away Let me bring you, some tokens of esteem Close the door on the world, make it our own beautiful scene There's a darkness visible, maybe only to me Maybe just a dream, a time-slowing-down dream, a hole you're sinking down deep Comes loose at the seams, make the dream leave Some rise by wrong And some by virtue fall And those convicting may be the guilitiest of all Wash it all away I'd love to bring you, on a silver tray, some halcyon days Feel a strong gravitational pull, holding you down And the air feels thick, having a hard time moving through, moving round I'm hoping you may let me, help to pull you through You're here so you might as well let me see If I can do that for you Carry you away Feeling so helpless, mostly I'm a clown Every now and then gotten so even up can feel like down In the hour of my reflection, I've had enough of disaffection Like a starless sky, no light in our eyes Maybe change this tonight, some brighter times, some lovely rhymes Some rise by wrong And some by virtue fall And those in judgment could be guiltiest of all Wash it away I'd love to bring you, on a silver tray, some halcyon days Maybe just a dream, some ever-present dream, evanescent scenes It could seem so for me, this is for me Some rise by wrong And some by virtue fall And those in judgment could be guiltiest of all Wash it away I'd love to bring you, on a silver tray, some halcyon days |
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from Bruce Hornsby & The Range - Harbor Lights (1993)
Close your eyes and slip away To the dream of your fancy Close your eyes and float downstream To where the marsh grass dances Take youdown where the air is thick Try to make you shake and shiver Make you see there will be no tricks There will be no tricks tonight There will be some tricks tonight We could go down to the harbor lights Lay out on the sand on the shore Let me take you down to the docks at night Whatever you'll do I'll do more Take some hours and waste them away Let your mind flow freely Take some time and forget about the time You may find a little feeling I can see you shining with sweat Like to make you shake and shiver We could feel the air so wet We could feel it all tonight We could feel it all tonight We could go down to the harbor lights Lay out on the sand on the shore Let me take you down to the docks at night Whatever you'll do I'll do more Take you down where the air is thick Like to make you shake and shiver What I'll show you, you've probably seen Why not come on again Why not come see it again We could go down to the harbor lights Lay out on the sand on the shore Let me take you down to the docks at night Whatever you'll do I'll do more |
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from Bruce Hornsby - Halcyon Days (Value Added for Tower) (2004)
Heir Gordon
There was a young man name Arthur Gordon Heir to a large family fortune Walking around all prissy and full of himself Pissing money and showing his wealth Built a little shrine to the Gordon name Hyped it from his front-row seat at all the games Opened a restaurant and called it guess what? Arthur's, of course, he did strut his stuff Heir Gordon Born on a mountaintop in Tennessee Heir, Heir Gordon His life sure looks good to me Got a little brylcreem, a dab will do Droppin' funny acid, a tab or two Wearing undergarments from a Mormom friend Touching all the bases 'round the Cub Scout den Heir Gordon Got a lot of money but he ain't worth a damn Heir, Heir Gordon Makes me feel just like a man Why's he doing all these things for me |
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Heir Gordon
There was a young man name Arthur Gordon Heir to a large family fortune Walking around all prissy and full of himself Pissing money and showing his wealth Built a little shrine to the Gordon name Hyped it from his front-row seat at all the games Opened a restaurant and called it guess what? Arthur's, of course, he did strut his stuff Heir Gordon Born on a mountaintop in Tennessee Heir, Heir Gordon His life sure looks good to me Got a little brylcreem, a dab will do Droppin' funny acid, a tab or two Wearing undergarments from a Mormom friend Touching all the bases 'round the Cub Scout den Heir Gordon Got a lot of money but he ain't worth a damn Heir, Heir Gordon Makes me feel just like a man Why's he doing all these things for me |
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from Bruce Hornsby - Halcyon Days (Value Added for Tower) (2004)
Will it really help me to learn
About Frederick the Great and when Rome burned? Wish they'd skip over me when it's my turn All this useless information so I can talk way above my station And I lost when I couldn't spell congratulations Well, Hooray, Hooray for Tom Who won the spelling bee Spelled the difficult words so right And now he's on TV Oh Hooray, Hooray for Tom He's up there for all to see And I hope someday they'll say hooray for me Teach me long division So I can figure out baseball stats Batting average, fielding percentage and all that Well I learned more at home OK Learned how to scrap, learned some funny things to say And I lost when I spelled B-A-N-A-N-A-N-A Well, Hooray, Hooray for Tom Who won the spelling bee Spelled the difficult words so right And now he's on TV. Hooray, Hooray for Tom He's up there for all to see And I hope someday they'll say hooray for me. Hooray, Hooray for Tom Who won the old spelling bee Spelled the difficult words so right Spelled the crepuscule so right And now he's on TV. Hooray, Hooray for Tom He's up there for all to see And I hope someday they'll say hooray Hope someday they'll say hooray Well I hope someday they'll say hooray for me |
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Will it really help me to learn
About Frederick the Great and when Rome burned? Wish they'd skip over me when it's my turn All this useless information so I can talk way above my station And I lost when I couldn't spell congratulations Well, Hooray, Hooray for Tom Who won the spelling bee Spelled the difficult words so right And now he's on TV Oh Hooray, Hooray for Tom He's up there for all to see And I hope someday they'll say hooray for me Teach me long division So I can figure out baseball stats Batting average, fielding percentage and all that Well I learned more at home OK Learned how to scrap, learned some funny things to say And I lost when I spelled B-A-N-A-N-A-N-A Well, Hooray, Hooray for Tom Who won the spelling bee Spelled the difficult words so right And now he's on TV. Hooray, Hooray for Tom He's up there for all to see And I hope someday they'll say hooray for me. Hooray, Hooray for Tom Who won the old spelling bee Spelled the difficult words so right Spelled the crepuscule so right And now he's on TV. Hooray, Hooray for Tom He's up there for all to see And I hope someday they'll say hooray Hope someday they'll say hooray Well I hope someday they'll say hooray for me |
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from Bruce Hornsby - Hot House (1995)
We've lived around here most all of our lives Did most anything we wanted to do We will celebrate every 4th of July Just a little tamer than most of the rest of us do Don't light a match, don't play with fire Pull down easy on the gas lighter There's a shelter down at the veteran's hall Living in the shadow of the hot house ball We can dance in the streets any night or day The big ball men built such a nice old park One day we'll celebrate every Halloween Our faces as masks everyone glow in the dark Don't light a match, don't play with fire Step real lightly on the barbed wire Keep the noise down to hear the meltdown call Living in the shadow of the hot house ball Temper's hot, better pray for rain Better watch out now for the gamma rays Party time at the government gate Don't light a match, don't play with fire Pull down easy on the gas lighter There's a shelter down at the veteran's hall Living in the shadow of the hot house ball |
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from Deadicated: A Tribute To The Grateful Dead [omnibus] (1991)
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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from Bruce Hornsby - Greatest Radio Hits (2004)
I met a fan dancer down in southside Birmingham
She was running from a fat man selling salvation in his hand She said he's tryin' to save me But I'm doin' alright, the best that I can Just a pair of fallen angels tryin' to get through the night Step by step, one by one, higher and higher Step by step, one by one, climbing Jacob's ladder Comin' over the airwaves the man says I'm overdue Sing a song, send money, join the chosen few But mister I'm not in a hurry, and I don't want to be like you All I want from tomorrow is to get it better than today Step by step, one by one, higher and higher Step by step, one by one, climbing Jacob's ladder All I want from tomorrow is to get it better than today Step by step, one by one, higher and higher Step by step, one by one, climbing Jacob's ladder |
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from Tinie Tempah 1집 - Disc-Overy (2010)
[chorus] I don’t wanna think about you, all day long. I don’t wanna dream about you, girl I do miss you. Just a little, just a little, just a little, okay maybe more than just a little bit. [verse 1] Yeah, I'm done confusing you girl, we both come from two different worlds. And you don’t wanna come around mine, but what happened that night was the usual drill. Head over heels, with ya head over heels. How many times did I say I'm no good, girl even your friends know the deal. So what you phoning me still? If you don’t hear no evil, then you won’t see no evil, girl I don’t wanna be no hero. We had a little fling on the d-low, and I ain’t really sure how I feel so I'm in a club with a bottle of Veuve Cliquot and that's why I can’t let you beat my ego. [chorus] I don’t wanna think about you, all day long. I don’t wanna dream about you, girl I do miss you. Just a little, just a little, just a little, okay maybe more than just a little bit. [verse 2] Maybe I'm used to pain, love is a losing game. Why’d I let you feel the flame, I think I'm falling I refuse to say. Usually this is never gonna work at all, first of all it was too personal, so when you phone me I gotta divert the call cause when you take the lead your gonna fly the fool but I, don’t wanna deal with the commotions I don’t do commitments, I don’t do devotion that's why you sent a letter to me, that I never opened. Give me space to breathe so I can deal with my emotions. [chorus] I don’t wanna think about you, all day long. I don’t wanna dream about you, girl I do miss you. Just a little, just a little, just a little, okay maybe more than just a little bit. |
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from Bruce Hornsby - Spirit Trail (1998)
Oh, I'm leaning on a rail
Letting my eyes roam over the plain Oh, I'm laughing on my break Feeling like a captive on a long chain Watch the people pick up sticks Big boss man cracks his whip It's serious but we laugh to keep from crying (whoa, crying) Spouting out the company line Everything here's just fine He says he cares about me but he's lying (whoa, lying) And up, up in the big house The king of the hill Oh, I'm watching the boss man Talking to his sister with the dirty hands They sit, cussing at the rules Wishing they could lose me as fast as they can He's got me in the roughest rig He thinks I took his brother's gig People say they've got the game rigged (whoa, rigged) His daddy gave him everything A job and a house and his earring Why does he think that I'm so threatening, (whoa, so bad) And up, up in the big house King of the hill And there, driving the big cat King of the hill I'm over in my space Swatting bugs, sweat stains rolling down my face I'm trying not to drink Knowing I've got to roll out of this place Watch the people pick up bricks King of the hill with his nightstick Caught up in accounting tricks Throw a bone to the poor hicks Got some candy, take a lick Great white hope, shooting bricks Time to let us all share the wealth (whoa, the wealth) Getting coffee for the big stick Hand in his pants at the skin flick Leisure suit, but thinks he's slick Lots of poisons, take your pick Mama, mama, mama come quick Feeling like I'm getting sick Have you noticed any nervous tics Think I'd better take care of myself (whoa, myself) And up, up in the big house King of the hill And there, driving the big cat King of the hill |
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from Bruce Hornsby - Here Come The Noise Makers (2000)
Let my inspiration flow in token rhyme, suggesting rhythm
That will not forsake you, till my tale is told and done While the firelight's aglow, strange shadows from the flames will grow Till things we've never seen will seem familiar Shadows of a sailor, forming winds both foul and fair all swarm Down in Carlisle, he loved a lady many years ago Here beside him stands a man, a soldier from the looks of him Who came through many fights, but lost at love While the story teller speaks, a door within the fire creaks Suddenly flies open, and a girl is standing there Eyes alight, with glowing hair, all that fancy paints as fair She takes her fan and throws it, in the lion's den Which of you to gain me, tell, will risk uncertain pains of hell I will not forgive you if you will not take the chance The sailor gave at least a try, the soldier being much too wise Strategy was his strength, and not disaster The sailor, coming out again, the lady fairly leapt at him That's how it stands today. You decide if he was wise The story teller makes no choice. Soon you will not hear his voice His job is to shed light, and not to master Since the end is never told, we pay the teller off in gold In hopes he will return, but he cannot be bought or sold |
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from Bruce Hornsby - Spirit Trail (1998)
I'm walking outside
And I see you arrive I say let's go for a ride And have a good old time, whoa I'm saving up lies Or just stay quiet every time While you talkin' your line Keep everything fine, whoa, fine Between us, I can see Things are not what they used to be My old friend changed Or maybe it was me Things get so complicated Jokes made, friendships dissipated Long silence but I speak Now so belated I say, hey, wait a minute What's that you said? Not so sure that I heard you right Whoa, oh, hey, wait a minute Oh, say that again You're in the dust Drawing a long straight line We'd be playing outside We'd swing on the swings Shared most everything Sit there and even sing Now I sit and wonder Why it's a friendship charade Looking for fights all day I don't want to play, whoa But I do, here we go I fire off another lame remark You're in the dark No bite, just your bark But it leaves a painful mark Oh, painful mark on your soul Takes its toll I might as well fold I've got my courage up Gonna roll low I say, hey, wait a minute What's that you said? I'm not so sure that I heard you right Whoa, oh, wait a minute Say that again You're in the dust drawing a long straight line We talk and talk But you never see Unreconstructed defiantly My old friend changed Or maybe it was me Things get so complicated Jokes made, friendships dissipated I've stayed quiet So we don't get alienated I say, hey, wait a minute What's that you said? I'm not so sure that I heard you right Whoa, oh, hey, wait a minute Oh, say that again You're in the dust drawing a long straight line Wait, wait a minute Oh, say that again Watch yourself drawing A line in the dust |
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from Bruce Hornsby - Spirit Trail (1998)
You know I think it's a funny thing
People talk without listening People listen without hearing I do it all the time You know it's a funny phenomenon People on their constant run So obvious to me and yet I never stop to get set Listen to the silence You might hear what you're looking for Hearing nothing but the sound of your mind Listen to the silence A little quiet time You just might find what you're after If you close your eyes, hmmm There's a jackhammer here, a speechmaker there Here a gun, there a gun, everywhere See my man go tearing his hair When everything's fine I don't pretend to know a lot I'll do the best with what I've got Clear my head and give it a shot Till the stars line up right Listen to the silence You might hear what you're looking for Hearing nothing but the sound of your mind Listen to the silence A little quiet time You just might find what you're after If you close your eyes This isn't deep, it's not profound It;s just something that I think about now Had to find a new way around The old way's not right Self-help books and the latest moves Who knows what will get you through Don't know about me, less about you I don't know but I'll try Listen to the silence You might hear what you're looking for Hearing nothing but the sound of your mind Listen to the silence A little quiet time You just might find what you're after If you free your mind It's a noisy life I'm living right now Believe I've done my time in the loud Noisy life I'm living right now I've played my joyful song with a loud sound |
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from Bruce Hornsby & The Range - Harbor Lights (1993)
Is he sane or insane That's all they want to know Is he crazy or strange then If so, I want to go I've seen him leave at night Followed him so far Drove out about thirteen miles Then he pulled in to a shothouse bar For a Long Tall Cool One Don't know just what's going down Long Tall Cool One Looks like a new friend I've found Walking in the shadows Now I want back in the light As I make the drop I've got some Second thoughts tonight You see I walked in, sat right down Offered him a light Big talk for about thirteen hours He said can you help me with a job tonight For a Long Tall Cool One Don't know just what's going down Long Tall Cool One He said something's in it for me right now I've reached out into the darkness Jumped up from my bed Woke up in the middle of the night Got myself in way over my head For the Long Tall Cool One Don't know just what's going down Long Tall Cool One Looks like a new friend I've found |
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from Bruce Hornsby - Here Come The Noise Makers (2000)
Is he sane or insane
That's all they want to know Is he crazy or strange Then if so, I want to go I've seen him leave at night Followed him so far Drove out about thirteen miles Then he pulled in to a shothouse bar For a ... Long tall cool one Don't know just what's going down Long tall cool one Looks like a new friend I've found Walking in the shadows Now I want back in the light As I make the drop I've got some Second thoughts tonight You see I walked right in, sat right down Offered him a light Big talk for about thirteen hours He said, can you help me with a job tonight, For a ... Long tall cool one Don't know just what's going down Long tall cool one He said something's in it for me right now I've reached out into the darkness Jumped up from my bed Woke up in the middle of the night Got myself in way over my head For the ... Long tall cool one Don't know just what's going down Long tall cool one Looks like a new friend I've found Long tall cool one But it better never bite me well Long tall cool one Customer's always right ... |
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from Bruce Hornsby - Greatest Radio Hits (2004)
There's a man workin' in a field See's the rain and it's burning He's saying this can't be real As he sees the color of the fields turning Far away the men too busy getting rich to care Close their eyes and let it all out into the air Hoping nobody else would care Look out any window Look out any open door Look out any window See what's going on in the world around you There's a man working on a boat Pulling lines from the water Just trying to stay afloat Filling the nets is getting harder Far away they bend the rules so secretly Close their eyes and let it all out into the sea Hoping nobady else would see Look out any window Look out any open door Look out any window See what's going on in the air around you Far away too many leaders let them get their way Close their eyes and let it all out into the bay Say they'll clear it up another day Look out any window Look out any open door Look out any window See what's going on in the air around you Look out, look out for the big boys telling you everything they're gonna do Look out, look out for the fat cat builder man turning this into a wasteland Look out, look out for the back room boys that say the smokw is gonna blow away Look out, look out for the men who say it's okay |
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from Bruce Hornsby - Halcyon Days (Value Added for Tower) (2004)
Lost In The Snow
Come on kids y'all come with me Let's go looking for a Christmas tree Across the river and through the woods I've got my axe and it works real good Such a strong boy, good hiker too Eight years old, could arm-wrestle you Fast as a horse and slick as a snake We'll make it snappy won't be late In the dimming light On frozen ground I lay so helpless No one else in sight I'm so sure I just won't last much longer Lost in the snow didn't know where to go Don't know how to cook or how to sew Maybe I'll make friends with the deer, who knows They have problems too with this snow In the dimming light On frozen ground I lay so helpless No one else in sight I'm so sure I just won't last much longer Bridge: Got separaated don't know how They went straight and I went around Thought we'd meet up by that ravine I'm hoping this is where I was last seen In the dimming light On frozen ground I lay so helpless No one else in sight I'm so scared I just won't last much longer Slogging through the snow waist deep Digging, reaching, looking for me Give your own a strong love Compliments and great big hugs Some thins always so hard to say Pride and ego get in the way With a little boy lost in the woods you see Wish my mama would come find me |
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from Bruce Hornsby - Halcyon Days (Value Added for Tower) (2004)
Lost In The Snow
Come on kids y'all come with me Let's go looking for a Christmas tree Across the river and through the woods I've got my axe and it works real good Such a strong boy, good hiker too Eight years old, could arm-wrestle you Fast as a horse and slick as a snake We'll make it snappy won't be late In the dimming light On frozen ground I lay so helpless No one else in sight I'm so sure I just won't last much longer Lost in the snow didn't know where to go Don't know how to cook or how to sew Maybe I'll make friends with the deer, who knows They have problems too with this snow In the dimming light On frozen ground I lay so helpless No one else in sight I'm so sure I just won't last much longer Bridge: Got separaated don't know how They went straight and I went around Thought we'd meet up by that ravine I'm hoping this is where I was last seen In the dimming light On frozen ground I lay so helpless No one else in sight I'm so scared I just won't last much longer Slogging through the snow waist deep Digging, reaching, looking for me Give your own a strong love Compliments and great big hugs Some thins always so hard to say Pride and ego get in the way With a little boy lost in the woods you see Wish my mama would come find me |
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from Bruce Hornsby & The Range - A Night On The Town (1990)
There was a man of confused and sad nature
Thought no one loved him that was not true He said he was a lost soul didn't fit in anywhere Didn't know where to turn or who to turn to There's a lost soul coming down the road Somewhere between two worlds With an oar in his hands and a song on your lips We'll row the boat to the far shore Row the boat of the loved lost soul Ever since oh I can remember We all tried to ease the pain Took him in when he needed some shelter Tried to make him feel he was one of us again There was one day oh I can remember He sat alone with a pencil in his hand All day long he drew careful on the paper In the end just a picture of a man Of the lost soul coming down the road Somewhere between two worlds With an oar in his hands and a song on your lips We'll row the boat to the far shore Row the boat of love lost soul Oh dear Mary do you remember The day we went walking downtown As I recall it was in early December After school had just let out When I see you on the street in the twilight I may tip my hat and keep my head down You show me love but maybe I don't deserve it I've been called but not been found There's a lost soul coming down the road Somewhere between two worlds With an oar in his hands and a song on your lips We'll row the boat to the far shore Row the boat of the loved lost soul |
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from Bruce Hornsby - Greatest Radio Hits (2004)
There was a man of confused and sad nature Thought no one loved him that was not true He said he was a lost soul didn't fit in anywhere Didn't know where to turn or who to turn to There's a lost soul coming down the road Somewhere between two worlds With an oar in his hands and a song on your lips We'll row the boat to the far shore Row the boat of the loved lost soul Ever since oh I can remember We all tried to ease the pain Took him in when he needed some shelter Tried to make him feel he was one of us again There was one day oh I can remember He sat alone with a pencil in his hand All day long he drew careful on the paper In the end just a picture of a man Of the lost soul coming down the road Somewhere between two worlds With an oar in his hands and a song on your lips We'll row the boat to the far shore Row the boat of love lost soul Oh dear Mary do you remember The day we went walking downtown As I recall it was in early December After school had just let out When I see you on the street in the twilight I may tip my hat and keep my head down You show me love but maybe I don't deserve it I've been called but not been found There's a lost soul coming down the road Somewhere between two worlds With an oar in his hands and a song on your lips We'll row the boat to the far shore Row the boat of the loved lost soul |
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from Bruce Hornsby & The Range - The Way It Is (1986)
The song came and went
Like the times that we spent Hiding out from the rain under the carnival tent I laughed and she'd smile It would last for awhile You don't know what you got till you lose it all again Listen to the mandolin rain Listen to the music on the lake Listen to my heart break every time she runs away Listen to the banjo wind A sad song drifting low Listen to the tears roll Down my face as she turns to go A cool evening dance Listening to the bluegrass band takes the chill )From the air till they play the last song I'll do my time Keeping you off my mind but there's moments That I find, I'm not feeling too strong Listen to the mandolin rain Listen to the music on the lake Listen to my heart break every time she runs away Listen to the banjo wind A sad song drifting low Listen to the tears roll Down my face as she turns to go Running down by the lakeshore She did love the sound of a summer storm It played on the lake like a mandolin Now it's washing her away again Listen to the mandolin rain The boat's steaming in I watch the sidewheel spin and I Think about her when I hear that whistle blow I can't change my mind I knew all the time that she'd go But that's a choice I made long ago Listen to the mandolin rain Listen to the music on the lake Listen to my heart break every time she runs away Listen to the banjo wind A sad song drifting low Listen to the tears roll Down my face as she turns to go Listen to the tears roll Down my face as she turns to go Listen to the tears roll Down my face as she turns to go Listen to the music on the lake Listen to my heart break every time she runs away Listen to the banjo wind A sad song drifting low Listen to the tears roll Down my face as she turns to go |
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from Bruce Hornsby - Greatest Radio Hits (2004)
Mandolin Rain
by Bruce Hornsby B. R. Hornsby/John Hornsby The song came and went Like the times that we spent Hiding out from the rain under the carnival tent I laughed and she'd smile It would last for awhile You don't know what you got till you lose it all again Listen to the mandolin rain Listen to the music on the lake Listen to my heart break every time she runs away Listen to the banjo wind A sad song drifting low Listen to the tears roll Down my face as she turns to go A cool evening dance Listening to the bluegrass band takes the chill >From the air till they play the last song I'll do my time Keeping you off my mind but there's moments That I find, I'm not feeling too strong Listen to the mandolin rain Listen to the music on the lake Listen to my heart break every time she runs away Listen to the banjo wind A sad song drifting low Listen to the tears roll Down my face as she turns to go Running down by the lakeshore She did love the sound of a summer storm It played on the lake like a mandolin Now it's washing her away again Listen to the mandolin rain Listen to the music on the lake Listen to my heart break every time she runs away Listen to the banjo wind A sad song drifting low Listen to the tears roll Down my face as she turns to go The boat's steaming in I watch the sidewheel spin and I Think about her when I hear that whistle blow I can't change my mind I knew all the time that she'd go But that's a choice I made long ago Listen to the mandolin rain Listen to the music on the lake Listen to my heart break every time she runs away Listen to the banjo wind A sad song drifting low Listen to the tears roll Down my face as she turns to go |
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from Bruce Hornsby - Here Come The Noise Makers (2000)
The song came and went
Like the times that we spent Hiding out from the rain under the carnival tent I laughed and she'd smile It would last for a while You don't know what you got till you lose it all again Listen to the mandolin rain Listen to the music on the lake Listen to my heart break Every time she runs away Listen to the banjo wind A sad song drifting low Listen to the tears roll Down my face as she turns to go A cool evening dance Listening to the bluegrass band takes the chill From the air till they play the last song I'll do my time Keeping you off my mind But there's moments that I find I'm not feeling so strong Listen to the mandolin rain Listen to the music on the lake Listen to my heart break Every time she runs away Listen to the banjo wind A sad song drifting low Listen to the tears roll Down my face as she turns to go Running down by the lakeshore She did love the sound of a summer storm It played on the lake like a mandolin Now it's washing her away once again The boat's steaming in I watch the sidewheel spin And I think about her when I hear that whistle blow I can't change my mind I knew all the time That she'd go But that's a choice I made long ago Listen to the mandolin rain Listen to the music on the lake Listen to my heart break Every time she runs away Listen to the banjo wind A sad song drifting low Listen to the tears roll Down my face as she turns to go ----- When the last rose of summer pricks my finger And the hot sun chills me to the bone When I can't hear the song for the singer And I can't tell my pillow from a stone I will walk alone by the black muddy river And sing me a song of my own I will walk alone by the black muddy river And sing me a song of my own When the last bolt of sunshine hits the mountain And the stars start to splatter in the sky When the moon hits the southwest horizon With the scream of an eagle on the fly I will walk alone by the black muddy river And listen to the ripples as they moan I will walk alone by the black muddy river And sing me a song of my own Black muddy river, roll on forever I don't care how deep or wide, if you've got another side Roll muddy river, roll muddy river, black muddy river, roll When it seems like the night will last forever And there's nothing left to do but count the years When the strings of my heart begin to sever And stones fall from my eyes instead of tears I will walk alone, by the black muddy river And dream me a dream of my own I will walk alone, by the black muddy river And sing me a song of my own, sing me a song of my own |
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from Bruce Hornsby - Halcyon Days (Value Added for Tower) (2004)
I'd like to try throwing the I-Ching
I'd like to try some analyzing my writing I'd like what's written on the crystal stones And see what happens if I put on my turban and start throwing bones, hey! Maybe I'll be a gofer, getting bagels for the UN Maybe I'll cruise bars in futile search of perfect tens And maybe I'll be the legendary scandal-ridden pol Keeping up my solid citizen front when I'm really just bought and sold Mirror, mirror on the wall Palm readings and crystal balls It's obvious for all to see How uncertain it will be And hand-writing and dice rolls I-Ching and crystal stones And tea leaves and astrology Get someone to interpret your dreams Still I don't know where we'll be Will you take this ride with me Maybe I'll be a doctor, ophthalmologist checking out eyes Maybe I'll get a job making little skinny curly fries I might feel important as a security guard And I'd love to lean on you when times get too hard, hey! Maybe I'll be the overweight ex-jock chasing skirts Tell 'em my old stories, you know the older you get the better you were You can be my right hand, tell me when I'm a joke And maybe they'll be some times when we feel like we're not just blowing smoke Mirror, mirror on the wall Palm readings and crystal balls It's obvious for all to see How uncertain it will be And hand-writing and dice rolls I-Ching and crystal stones And tea leaves and astrology Get someone to interpret your dreams Still I don't know where we'll be Will you take this ride with me? Maybe I'll invent the nuclear magnetic resonance stomp Or create a synthetic hue for you Or make chemical breakthroughs Take a map of the genome and get directions to a friend And develop a crumb, crisp coating for a new cake and ice cream blend, hey! Mirror, mirror on the wall Palm readings and crystal balls It's obvious for all to see How uncertain it will be Fortune tellers and mirrored walls Tarot cards and Ouija boards And tea leaves and astrology Why don't you come and play with me? Still I'll wonder where we'll be Will you take this ride... Will you take this ride with me? With me... |
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from Bruce Hornsby - Halcyon Days (Value Added for Tower) (2004)
I'd like to try throwing the I-Ching
I'd like to try some analyzing my writing I'd like what's written on the crystal stones And see what happens if I put on my turban and start throwing bones, hey! Maybe I'll be a gofer, getting bagels for the UN Maybe I'll cruise bars in futile search of perfect tens And maybe I'll be the legendary scandal-ridden pol Keeping up my solid citizen front when I'm really just bought and sold Mirror, mirror on the wall Palm readings and crystal balls It's obvious for all to see How uncertain it will be And hand-writing and dice rolls I-Ching and crystal stones And tea leaves and astrology Get someone to interpret your dreams Still I don't know where we'll be Will you take this ride with me Maybe I'll be a doctor, ophthalmologist checking out eyes Maybe I'll get a job making little skinny curly fries I might feel important as a security guard And I'd love to lean on you when times get too hard, hey! Maybe I'll be the overweight ex-jock chasing skirts Tell 'em my old stories, you know the older you get the better you were You can be my right hand, tell me when I'm a joke And maybe they'll be some times when we feel like we're not just blowing smoke Mirror, mirror on the wall Palm readings and crystal balls It's obvious for all to see How uncertain it will be And hand-writing and dice rolls I-Ching and crystal stones And tea leaves and astrology Get someone to interpret your dreams Still I don't know where we'll be Will you take this ride with me? Maybe I'll invent the nuclear magnetic resonance stomp Or create a synthetic hue for you Or make chemical breakthroughs Take a map of the genome and get directions to a friend And develop a crumb, crisp coating for a new cake and ice cream blend, hey! Mirror, mirror on the wall Palm readings and crystal balls It's obvious for all to see How uncertain it will be Fortune tellers and mirrored walls Tarot cards and Ouija boards And tea leaves and astrology Why don't you come and play with me? Still I'll wonder where we'll be Will you take this ride... Will you take this ride with me? With me... |
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from Bruce Hornsby - Big Swing Face (2002)
Up in the country...
Back in the sticks... Down in the woods...in the woods...in the woods... (Hey) That's what little country boys do... (Hey) Ain't got good sense His drawers is a mess (Cabbage greens) I don't want to act right Or God'll kill me Got keloid skin Makes us all feel him (Get some leg) Stylin', profilin' That's why we like to hang with him Poppy ain't got no home training ( ) Mama gives such a low rating ( ) Triflin' energy draining got no home training ( ) Making feet for socks (Cabbage greens) Got big hindparts He's drinking out the whole jug Or God me kill me Don't want to act right Acting all ign'ant (Till I get right) That's why, why we like to hang with him Poppy ain't got no home training ( ) Mama gives such a low rating ( ) Triflin' energy draining got no home training ( ) Poppy ain't got no home training ( ) Stays outside when it's raining ( ) Triflin' energy draining got no home training ( ) Hey-ey-ey! Poppy ain't got no home training Hey-ey-ey! Mama gives such a low rating Hey-ey-ey! Feels triflin' energy draining Hey-ey-ey! Poppy ain't got no home training I'm out in Carver Gardens in a trailer And I'm playing my Farfisa in a soul band Five brothers in a little room No bigger than a bathroom Sweat on the walls too People say I'm crazy 'cause I'm coming here to blow All I've got to say is I've got to bite off a little groove flow I'm flowing And this girl been pregnant She said she been pregnant about four months Her brother come here and said "Nah, she been pregnant about nine months" So I blowed that deal So I took her for a night on the town Jacked her up and laid her down And I thought I'd go ahead and make somethin' of myself So I hit the road. Poppy ain't got no home training ( ) Mama gives such a low rating ( ) Triflin' energy draining got no home training (Oh-oh-oh) Hey-ey-ey! Poppy ain't got no home training Hey-ey-ey! Been outside in the lightnin' and rainin' Hey-ey-ey! Feels triflin' energy draining Hey-ey-ey! Poppy ain't got no home training Whomp upside the head Whomp on upside the head...etc. I got... |
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