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from Wonder Boys (원더 보이즈) [ost] (2000)
If I listened long enough to you
I'd find a way to believe that it's all true Knowing that you lied straight faced while I cried Still I look to find a reason to believe Someone like you makes it hard to live Without somebody else Someone like you makes it easy to give Never thinking of myself If I gave you time to change my mind I'd find a way to leave the past behind Knowing that you lied straight faced while I cried Still I look to find a reason to believe Someone like you makes it hard to live Without somebody else Someone like you makes it easy to give Never thinking of myself If I gave you time to change my mind I'd find a way to leave the past behind Knowing that you lied straight faced while I cried Still I look to find a reason to believe Still I look to find a reason to believe Still I look to find a reason to believe |
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from I Write The Songs: 36 Singer Songwriters Performing... (2005)
If I listened long enough to you
I'd find a way to believe that it's all true Knowing that you lied straight faced while I cried Still I look to find a reason to believe Someone like you makes it hard to live Without somebody else Someone like you makes it easy to give Never thinking of myself If I gave you time to change my mind I'd find a way to leave the past behind Knowing that you lied straight faced while I cried Still I look to find a reason to believe Someone like you makes it hard to live Without somebody else Someone like you makes it easy to give Never thinking of myself If I gave you time to change my mind I'd find a way to leave the past behind Knowing that you lied straight faced while I cried Still I look to find a reason to believe Still I look to find a reason to believe Still I look to find a reason to believe |
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from Tim Hardin - Bird On A Wire(Digipack) (1971)
Like a bird on the wire,
Like a drunk in a midnight choir I have tried in my way to be free. Like a worm on a hook, Like a knight from some old fashioned book I have saved all my ribbons for thee. If I, if I have been unkind, I hope that you can just let it go by. If I, if I have been untrue I hope you know it was never to you. Like a baby, stillborn, Like a beast with his horn I have torn everyone who reached out for me. But I swear by this song And by all that I have done wrong I will make it all up to thee. I saw a beggar leaning on his wooden crutch, He said to me, "You must not ask for so much." And a pretty woman leaning in her darkened door, She cried to me, "Hey, why not ask for more?" Oh like a bird on the wire, Like a drunk in a midnight choir I have tried in my way to be free. |
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from Tim Hardin - Bird On A Wire(Digipack) (1971)
i carry all i need in a basket of a needless sorrow road. that is heavy from awaiting on what is always tomorrow. have what i've been waiting on i threw away is almost gone (?) reach for me. have a distance left to go has come far too much for me you know. out of reach for me. ooooh . if i'm an ocean without an edge of sand. is there any reason in trying. if you'd give me a (?) i could hold back my crying,
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from Meet The Fockers (미트 페어런츠 2) by Randy Newman [ost] (2005)
If I were a carpenter
And you were a lady Would you marry me anyway Would you have my baby If a tinker were my trade Would you still find me Carrying the pots I made Following behind me Save my love for sorrow Save my love for lonely I'm given you my tomorrow Love me only If I worked my hands in wood Would you still love me Answer me quick Tim, I could I'll put you above me If I were a miller At a mill wheel grinding Would you miss your colored box Soft shoes a shining Save my love for loneliness Save my love for sorrow I've given you my onliness Give me your tomorrow If I were a carpenter And you were a lady Would you marry me anyway Would you have my baby |
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from Tim Hardin - This Is Tim Hardin (2005)
Gypsy woman told my mama, 'fore I was born
Got a boy-child coming, be a son of a gun He's gonna make the pretty women, run, jump and shout He gonna let the world know what it's all about Chorus And I am Everybody knows I am Well I'm your hoochie coochie man Everybody knows I am On the seventh day, on the seventh week On the seventh month, seventh doctor say He was born for good luck, can't you see that seven hundred dollar Don't you mess with me Now all I want to do, is get myself [a gun] [chorus] Got a axe handle pistol, got a three dollar [?] [?] tombstone bullet, and a ball and chain And smoking TNT, drinking dynamite I don't want [?], [?] gotta fight [chorus] Got a black cat bone, got a mojo hand Got a John the Conquer root, gonna mess with you Now all the pretty women, lead me by my hand Then the world gonna know, I'm your hoochie coochie man [chorus] |
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from Tim Hardin - This Is Tim Hardin (2005)
There is a house in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy And God I know I'm one Oh mother tell my sister Don't do what I have done Tell her to show me how down in New Orleans They call it the Rising Sun They call it the Rising Sun My daddy was a tailor He sews on them new bluejeans And my mama, she was a drunkard, lord Drinkin' down in New Orleans Drinkin' down in New Orleans Now the only thing a gambler needs Is a suitcase and trunk And the only time he's satisfied Is when he's on a drunk I'm going back to New Orleans My race is almost run I don't want to spend the rest of my live long days Beneath the Rising Sun Beneath the Rising Sun There is a house in New Orleans They call the Rising Sun And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy And God I know I'm one |
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from Tim Hardin - Hang On A Dream (2000)
If I listened long enough to you
I'd find a way to believe that it's all true Knowing that you lied straight faced while I cried Still I look to find a reason to believe Someone like you makes it hard to live Without somebody else Someone like you makes it easy to give Never thinking of myself If I gave you time to change my mind I'd find a way to leave the past behind Knowing that you lied straight faced while I cried Still I look to find a reason to believe Someone like you makes it hard to live Without somebody else Someone like you makes it easy to give Never thinking of myself If I gave you time to change my mind I'd find a way to leave the past behind Knowing that you lied straight faced while I cried Still I look to find a reason to believe Still I look to find a reason to believe Still I look to find a reason to believe |
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You look to me like misty roses
Too soft to touch But too lovely to leave alone If I could be like misty roses I love you much You're too lovely to leave alone Flowers often cry But too late to find That their beauty has been lost With their peace of mind You look to me like love forever Too good to last But too lovely not to try If I believe in love forever I'd forget the past You're too lovely Not to try |
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If I were a carpenter
And you were a lady Would you marry me anyway Would you have my baby If a tinker were my trade Would you still find me Carrying the pots I made Following behind me Save my love for sorrow Save my love for lonely I'm given you my tomorrow Love me only If I worked my hands in wood Would you still love me Answer me quick Tim, I could I'll put you above me If I were a miller At a mill wheel grinding Would you miss your colored box Soft shoes a shining Save my love for loneliness Save my love for sorrow I've given you my onliness Give me your tomorrow If I were a carpenter And you were a lady Would you marry me anyway Would you have my baby |
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There is a house in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy And God I know I'm one Oh mother tell my sister Don't do what I have done Tell her to show me how down in New Orleans They call it the Rising Sun They call it the Rising Sun My daddy was a tailor He sews on them new bluejeans And my mama, she was a drunkard, lord Drinkin' down in New Orleans Drinkin' down in New Orleans Now the only thing a gambler needs Is a suitcase and trunk And the only time he's satisfied Is when he's on a drunk I'm going back to New Orleans My race is almost run I don't want to spend the rest of my live long days Beneath the Rising Sun Beneath the Rising Sun There is a house in New Orleans They call the Rising Sun And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy And God I know I'm one |
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from Tim Hardin - Hang On A Dream (2000)
i carry all i need in a basket of a needless sorrow road. that is heavy from awaiting on what is always tomorrow. have what i've been waiting on i threw away is almost gone (?) reach for me. have a distance left to go has come far too much for me you know. out of reach for me. ooooh . if i'm an ocean without an edge of sand. is there any reason in trying. if you'd give me a (?) i could hold back my crying,
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If I listened long enough to you
I'd find a way to believe that it's all true Knowing that you lied straight faced while I cried Still I look to find a reason to believe Someone like you makes it hard to live Without somebody else Someone like you makes it easy to give Never thinking of myself If I gave you time to change my mind I'd find a way to leave the past behind Knowing that you lied straight faced while I cried Still I look to find a reason to believe Someone like you makes it hard to live Without somebody else Someone like you makes it easy to give Never thinking of myself If I gave you time to change my mind I'd find a way to leave the past behind Knowing that you lied straight faced while I cried Still I look to find a reason to believe Still I look to find a reason to believe Still I look to find a reason to believe |
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You look to me like misty roses
Too soft to touch But too lovely to leave alone If I could be like misty roses I love you much You're too lovely to leave alone Flowers often cry But too late to find That their beauty has been lost With their peace of mind You look to me like love forever Too good to last But too lovely not to try If I believe in love forever I'd forget the past You're too lovely Not to try |
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If I were a carpenter
And you were a lady Would you marry me anyway Would you have my baby If a tinker were my trade Would you still find me Carrying the pots I made Following behind me Save my love for sorrow Save my love for lonely I'm given you my tomorrow Love me only If I worked my hands in wood Would you still love me Answer me quick Tim, I could I'll put you above me If I were a miller At a mill wheel grinding Would you miss your colored box Soft shoes a shining Save my love for loneliness Save my love for sorrow I've given you my onliness Give me your tomorrow If I were a carpenter And you were a lady Would you marry me anyway Would you have my baby |
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Here I am back home again
I'm here to rest All they ask is where I've been Knowing I've been West I'm the family's unowned boy Golden curls of envied hair Pretty girls with faces fair See the shine in the Black Sheep Boy If you love me, let me live in peace Please understand That the black sheep can wear the golden fleece And hold a winning hand I'm the family's unowned boy Golden curls of envied hair Pretty girls with faces fair See the shine in the Black Sheep Boy Here I am back home again I'm here to rest All they ask is where I've been Knowing I've been West I'm the family's unowned boy Golden curls of envied hair Pretty girls with faces fair See the shine in the Black Sheep Boy |
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Lady came from Baltimore
All she wore was lace She didn't know that I was poor She never saw my place I was there to steal her money To take her rings and run Then I fell in love with the lady Got away with none The lady's name was Susan Moore Her daddy read the law She didn't know that I was poor And lived outside the law Her daddy said I was a thief And didn't marry her for love I was Susan's true belief And married her for love I was there to steal her money To take her rings and run Then I fell in love with the lady Got away with none The house she lived in had a wall To keep the robbers out She never stopped to think at all But that's what I'm about I was there to steal her money Take her rings and run Then I fell in love with the lady Got away with none |
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