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<P>When we were young, we pledged allegiance
every morning of our lives The classroom rang with children's voices under teacher's watchful eye </P><P>We learned about the world around us at our desks and at dinnertime Reminded of the starving children, we cleaned our plates with guilty minds </P><P>And the stones in the road shone like diamonds in the dust And then a voice called to us to make our way back home When I was ten, my father held me on his shoulders above the crowd To see a train draped in mourning pass slowly through our town </P><P>His widow kneeled with all their children at the sacred burial ground And the TV glowed that long hot summer with all the cities burning down </P><P>And the stones in the road flew out beneath our bicycle tires Worlds removed from all those fires as we raced each other home </P><P>And now we drink our coffee on the run, we climb that ladder rung by rung We are the daughters and the sons, and here's the line that's missing </P><P>The starving children have been replaced by souls out on the street We give a dollar when we pass, and hope our eyes don't meet </P><P>We pencil in, we cancel out, we crave the corner suite We kiss your ass, we make you hold, we doctor the receipt </P><P>And the stones in the road fly out from beneath our wheels Another day, another deal, before we get back home </P><P>And the stones in the road leave a mark from whence they came A thousand points of light or shame, baby, I don't know -</P> |
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| 2. |
| 4:55 |
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You could be this man, he's got it all worked out To the nth degree, no fears, no doubts He'll retire at thirty to his big-ass house next to the putting green Now he's got a picture in his head of the perfect wife, Their perfect children, their perfect life Bothing wrong with that, coming home each night to his cul-de-sac of dreams Funny now how it all went by so fast One day he's looking over his shoulder at the past When everybody had to go, had to be, had to get somewhere How did he forget about what got him there Now you could be this woman, she's the CEO She's got her powersuits and her IPO's She punched a hole in the ceiling years ago and she hasn't pulled back since Now there's a gardener for the flowers, a cook for the meals, A maid for the laundry, an accountant for the bills A walker for the dog and a trainer when she feels the need to lose an inch Funny now how it all went by so fast One day she's looking over her shoulder at the past When everybody had to go, had to be, had to get somewhere Somehow she forgot about what got her there Accidents and inspiration lead you to your destination Or you could be the one who takes the long way home Roll down your window, turn off your phone See your life as a gift from the great unknown And your task is to receive it Tell your kid a story, hold your lover tight Make a joyful noise, swim naked at night Read a poem a day, call in well sometimes and Laugh when they believe it Funny now how it all goes by so fast One day I'm looking over my shoulder at the past Now everybody's got to go, got to be, got to get somewhere Baby don't forget about You really shouldn't forget about Baby don't forget what got you there I think it's what got you there Yeah it's really what got you there You know what got you there |
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| 3. |
| 3:41 |
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Don't mean to get a little forward with you
Don't mean to get ahead of where we are Don't mean to act a little nervous around you I'm just a little nervous about my heart 'Cause it's been a while since I felt this feeling That everything that you do gives me It's been too long since somebody whispered Oooh shut up and kiss me Didn't expect to be in this position Didn't expect to have to rise above My reputation for cynicism I've been a jaded lady when it comes to love But oh baby just to feel this feeling That everything that you do gives me It's been too long since somebody whispered Oooh shut up and kiss me There's something about the silent type Attracting me to you All business baby, none of the hype That no talker can live up too, woo woo Come closer baby I can't hear you Just another whisper if you please Don't worry 'bout the details darlin' You've got the kind of mind I love to read Talk is cheap and baby time's expensive So why waste another minute more ? Life's too short to be so apprehensive Love's as much the symptom as the cure Oh baby when I feel this feeling It's like genuine voodoo hits me It's been too long since somebody whispered Oh baby I can feel this feeling That everything that you do gives me It's been too long since somebody whispered Oooh shut up and kiss me Shut up and kiss me |
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| 4. |
| 3:45 |
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I took a walk in the rain one day on the wrong side of the tracks
I stood on the rails till I saw that train Just to see how my heart would react Now some people say that you shouldn't tempt fate And for them I would not disagree But I never learned nothing from playing it safe I say fate should not tempt me I take my chances, I don't mind working without a net I take my chances, I take my chances every chance I get I sat alone in the dark one night, tuning in by remote I found a preacher who spoke of the light but there was brimstone in his throat He'd show me the way according to him in return for my personal check I flipped my channel back to CNN and I lit another cigarette I take my chances, forgiveness doesn't come with a debt I take my chances, I take my chances every chance I get I've crossed lines of words and wire and both have cut me deep I've been frozen out and I've been on fire and the tears are mine to weep Now I can cry until I laugh and laugh until I cry So cut the deck right in half, I'll play from either side I take my chances, I pay my dollar and I place my bet I take my chances, I take my chances every chance I get I take my chances, I don't cling to remorse or regret I take my chances, I take my chances every chance I get I take my chances I take my chances |
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| 5. |
| 3:31 |
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Well I woke up this morning stumbled out of my rack
I opened up the paper to the page in the back It only took a minute for my finger to find My daily dose of destiny, under my sign My eyes just about popped out of my head It said "the stars are stacked against you girl, get back in bed" I feel lucky, I feel lucky, yeah No Professor Doom gonna stand in my way Mmmmm, I feel lucky today Well I strolled down to the corner, gave my numbers to the clerk The pot's eleven million so I called in sick to work I bought a pack of Camels, a burrito and a Barq's Crossed against the light, made a beeline for the park The sky began to thunder, wind began to moan I heard a voice above me saying, "girl, you better get back home" But I feel lucky, oh oh oh, I feel lucky, yeah No tropical depression gonna steal my sun away Mmmmm, I feel lucky today Now eleven million later, I was sitting at the bar I'd bought the house a double, and the waitress a new car Dwight Yoakam's in the corner, trying to catch my eye Lyle Lovett's right beside me with his hand upon my thigh The moral of this story, it's simple but it's true Hey the stars might lie, but the numbers never do I feel lucky, oh oh oh, I feel lucky, yeah Hey Dwight, hey Lyle, boys, you don't have to fight Hot dog, I'm feeling lucky tonight I feel lucky, brrrrr, I feel lucky, yeah Think I'll flip a coin, I'm a winner either way Mmmmmm, I feel lucky today |
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| 6. |
| 4:37 |
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I saw my life this morning Lying at the bottom of a drawer All this stuff I'm saving God knows what this junk is for And whatever I believed in This is all I have to show What the hell were all reasons For holding on for such dear life Here's where I let go I'm not running I'm not hiding I'm not reaching I'm just resting in the arms of the great wide open Gonna pull my soul in And I'm almost home I saw you this morning You were looking straight at me From an ancient photograph Stuck between letters and some keys I was lost just for a moment In the ache of old goodbyes Sometimes all that we can know is There's no such thing as no regrets Baby it's all right I'm not running I'm not hiding I'm not reaching I'm just resting in the arms of the great wide open Gonna pull my soul in And I'm almost home There's no such thing as no regrets But baby it's alright I'm not running I'm not hiding I'm not reaching I'm just resting in the arms of the great wide open Gonna pull my soul in And I'm almost home |
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| 7. |
| 3:11 |
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Late one night when the wind was still Daddy brought the baby to the window sill To see a bit of heaven shoot across the sky The one and only time Daddy saw it fly It came from the east just as bright as a torch The neighbors had a party on their porch Daddy rocked the baby, Mother said "amen" When Halley came to visit in nineteen ten Now back then Jackson was a real small town And it's not every night a comet comes around It was almost eighty years since its last time through So I bet your mother would've said "amen" too As its tail stretched out like a stardust streak The papers wrote about it every day for a week They wondered where it's going and where it's been When Halley came to Jackson in 1910 Now Daddy told the baby sleeping in his arms To dream a little dream of a comet's charms And he made a little wish as she slept so sound In nineteen eighty-six that wish came 'round It came from the east, just as bright as a torch She saw it in the sky from her daddy's porch As heavenly sent as it was back then When Halley came to Jackson in nineteen ten Late one night when the wind was still |
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| 5:06 |
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I'm a town in Carolina, I'm a detour on a ride
For a phone call and a soda, I'm a blur from the driver's side I'm the last gas for an hour, if you're going 25 I am Texaco and tobacco, I am dust you leave behind I am peaches in September and corn from a roadside stall I'm the language of the natives, I'm a cadence and a drawl I'm the pines behind the graveyard and the cool beneath their shade Where the boys have left their beer cans, I am weeds between the graves My porches sag and lean with old black men and children My sleep is filled with dreams, I never can fulfill them I am a town I'm a church beside the highway where the ditches never drain I'm a Baptist like my daddy, Jesus knows my name I am memory and stillness, I am lonely in old age I am not your destination, I am clinging to my ways I am a town I'm a town in Carolina, I am billboards in the fields I'm an old truck up on cinderblocks, missing all my wheels I am Pabst Blue Ribbon, American, and "Southern Serves the South" I am tucked behind a Jaycees sign on the rural route I am a town I am a town I am a town Southbound |
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| 3:52 |
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Hey baby tell me what we're gonna do
It's getting crazy and I need some help from you We were so connected that you were a part of me Now I feel an emptiness right to the heart of me But you pretend and I pretend That everything is fine And though we should be at an end It's so hard admittin' When it's quittin' time Hey baby I'm running out of things to say Please don't hate me this feeling just won't go away Now we're spending all our time caught in a fantasy Just trying to keep in mind the way it used to be But you pretend and I pretend That everything is fine And though we should be at an end It's so hard admittin' When it's quittin' time But you pretend and I pretend That everything is fine And though we should be at an end It's so hard admittin' When it's quittin' time |
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| 3:22 |
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Saturday night and the moon is out
I wanna head on over to the Twist and Shout Find a two-step partner and a Cajun beat When it lifts me up I'm gonna find my feet Out in the middle of a big dance floor When I hear that fiddle wanna beg for more Gonna dance to a band from a-Lou'sian' tonight Well I never have wandered down to New Orleans Never have drifted down a bayou stream But I heard that music on the radio And I swore some day I was gonna go Down Highway 10 past Lafayette To Baton Rouge and I won't forget To send you a card with my regrets 'Cause I'm never gonna come back home Saturday night and the moon is out I wanna head on over to the Twist and Shout Find a two-step partner and a Cajun beat When it lifts me up I'm gonna find my feet Out in the middle of a big dance floor When I hear that fiddle wanna beg for more Gonna dance to a band from a-Lou'sian' tonight They got a alligator stew and a crawfish pie A gulf storm blowin' into town tonight Livin on the delta's quite a show They got hurricane parties every time it blows And here up north it's a cold cold rain And there ain't no cure for my blues today Except when the paper says: Beausoleil is coming into town Baby let's go down Saturday night and the moon is out I wanna head on over to the Twist and Shout Find a two-step partner and a Cajun beat When it lifts me up I'm gonna find my feet Out in the middle of a big dance floor When I hear that fiddle wanna beg for more Gonna dance to a band from a-Lou'sian' tonight Bring your mama, bring your papa, bring your sister too They got lots of music and lots of room When they play you a waltz from 1910 You gonna feel a little bit young again Well you learned to dance with your rock'n'roll You learned to swing with a do-si-do But you learn to love at the fais-so-do When you hear a little Jolie Blon Saturday night and the moon is out I wanna head on over to the Twist and Shout Find a two-step partner and a Cajun beat When it lifts me up I'm gonna find my feet Out in the middle of a big dance floor When I hear that fiddle wanna beg for more Gonna dance to a band from a-Lou'sian' tonight |
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| 4:03 |
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She makes his coffee, she makes his bed
She does the laundry, she keeps him fed When she was twenty-one she wore her mother's lace She said "forever" with a smile upon her face She does the car-pool, she PTAs Doctors and dentists, she drives all day When she was twenty-nine she delivered number three And every Christmas card showed a perfect family Everything runs right on time, years of practice and design Spit and polish till it shines. He thinks he'll keep her Everything is so benign, safest place you'll ever find God forbid you change your mind. He thinks he'll keep her She packs his suitcase, she sits and waits With no expression upon her face When she was thirty-six she met him at their door She said I'm sorry, I don't love you anymore Everything runs right on time, years of practice and design Spit and polish till it shines. He thinks he'll keep her Everything is so benign, safest place you'll ever find God forbid you change your mind. He thinks he'll keep her For fifteen years she had a job and not one raise in pay Now she's in the typing pool at minimum wage Everything runs right on time, years of practice and design Spit and polish till it shines. He thinks he'll keep her Everything is so benign, safest place you'll ever find At least until you change your mind. He thinks he'll keep her |
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| 5:31 |
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I can recall the sound of the wind,
as it blew through the trees and the trees would bend And I can recall the smell of the rain on a hot summer night coming through the screen I'd crawl in your bed when the lightning flashed and I'd still be there when the storm had passed Dead to the world till the morning casts its light all around your room We lived on a street where the tall elm shade was as green as the grass and as cool as a blade That you held in your teeth as we lay on our backs staring up at the blue, and the blue stared back I used to believe we were just like those trees, we'd grow just as tall and as proud as we pleased With our feet on the ground and our arms in the breeze under a sheltering sky (chorus:) Twirl me about and twirl me around Let me grow dizzy and fall to the ground And when I look up at you looking down Say it was only a dream A big truck was parked in the drive one day They wrapped us in paper and moved us away Your room was no longer next door to mine This kid sister thing was old by that time But oh how our dreams went bump in the night and the voices downstairs getting into a fight And the next day a silence you could cut with a knife and feel like a blade at your throat (chorus) The day you left home you got an early start I watched your car back out in the dark I opened the door to your room down the hall I turned on the light and all that I saw Was a bed and a desk and a couple of tacks No sign of someone who expects to be back It must've been one hell of a suitcase you packed (chorus |
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| 5:36 |
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You've been saying for the longest time that the time has come
You've been talking like you're of a mind to get some changing done Maybe move out of the city, find some quiet little town Where you can sit out on your back porch step And watch the sun go down No one knows where they belong The search just goes on and on and on For every choice that ends up wrong Another one's right A change of scene would sure be great The thought is nice to contemplate But the question begs why would you wait And be late for your life Now you might never find that perfect town But the sun still sets on a rooftop where the city Sounds like a Gershwin clarinet And you might still be searching every face for one you can't forget Love is out there in a stranger's clothes You just haven't met him yet No one knows where they belong The search just goes on and on and on For every day that ends up wrong Another one's right Call it chance or call it fate Either one is cause to celebrate Still the question begs why would you wait And be late for your life Call it chance baby, call it fate Either one is cause to celebrate And the question now is why would you wait Don't be late for your life |
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| 4:21 |
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Show a little inspiration, show a little spark And show that things that drew me to you and stole my heart And tell me something I don't know instead of everything I do And look at me as if I mean something to you Our hearts are beating while we sleep, but while we're wide awake You know the world won't stop, and actions speak louder Listen to your heart, and what your heart might say Everything we got, we got the hard way Show a little passion, baby, show a little style And show the knack for knowing when and the gift for knowing how And have a little trust in us when fear obscures the path You know we got this far, darling, not by luck, but by never turning back Some will call on destiny, but I just call on faith That the world won't stop, and actions speak louder Listen to your heart, to what your heart might say Everything we got, we got the hard way Caught up in our little lives, there's not a lot left over I see what's missing in your eyes; you're searching for that field of clover So show a little inspiration, show a little spark Show the world a little light when you show it your heart We've got two lives, one we're given and the other one we make And the world won't stop, and actions speak louder Listen to your heart, and your heart might say Everything we got, we got the hard (everything we got, we got the hard way) Everything we got, we got the hard way (Because the world won't stop) hang on, baby... |
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| 3:22 |
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Is it too much to ask I want a comfortable bed that won't hurt my back Food to fill me up And warm clothes and all that stuff Shouldn't I have this Shouldn't I have this Shouldn't I have all of this, and Passionate kisses Passionate kisses, whoa oh oh Passionate kisses from you Is it too much to demand I want a full house and a rock and roll band Pens that won't run out of ink And cool quiet and time to think Shouldn't I have this Shouldn't I have this Shouldn't I have all of this, and Passionate kisses Passionate kisses, whoa oh oh Passionate kisses from you Do I want too much Am I going overboard to want that touch I shout it out to the night "Give me what I deserve, 'cause it's my right" Shouldn't I have this (shouldn't I) Shouldn't I have this (shouldn't I) Shouldn't I have all of this, and Passionate kisses Passionate kisses, whoa oh oh Passionate kisses from you Passionate kisses Passionate kisses, whoa oh oh Passionate kisses from you |
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| 6:10 |
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Fare thee well My own true love Farewell for a while Im going away But Ill be back Though I go 10,000 miles 10,000 miles My own true love 10,000 miles or more The rocks may melt And the seas may burn If I should not return Oh dont you see That lonesome dove Sitting on an ivy tree Shes weeping for Her own true love As I shall weep for mine Oh come ye back My own true love And stay a while with me If I had a friend All on this earth Youve been a friend to me |
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