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| 2. |
| 2:49 | 
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I may not always love you
But long as there are stars above you You never need to doubt it I’ll make you so sure about it God only knows what I’d be without you If you should ever leave me Though life would still go on, believe me The world could show nothing to me So what good would livin’ do me God only knows what I’d be without you God only knows what I’d be without you (Repeat verse 2) If you should ever leave me Though life would still go on, believe me The world could show nothing to me So what good would livin’ do me God only knows what I’d be without you... (fade) |
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| 3. |
| 2:41 |
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| 4. |
| 2:06 |
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| 5. |
| 2:33 |
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| 6. |
| 2:24 |
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Little surfer, little one
Made my heart come all undone Do you love me? Do you surfer girl? My little surfer girl I have watched you on the shore Standing by the ocean′s roar Do you love me? Do you surfer girl? We could ride the surf together While our love would grow In my woody, I would take you Everywhere I go So I say from me to you I will make your dreams come true Do you love me? Do you surfer girl? My little surfer girl Little one Little one |
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| 2:55 |
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We come on the Sloop John B.
My grandfather and me Around Nassau Town we did roam. Drinking all night, got into a fight. Well, I fell so broke up, I want to go home. So hoist up the John B. sails, See how the main-sail sets. Call for the Captain ashore, let me go home Let me go home, I wanna go home Well, I feel so broke up, I wanna go home The first mate, he got drunk. Broke in the Captain's trunk. Constable had to come take him away. Sheriff John Stone, why don't you leave me alone? Well, I feel so broke up, I wanna go home So hoist up the John B. sails. See how the main-sail sets. Call for the Captain ashore, let me go home Let me go home, I wanna go home Well, I feel so broke up, I wanna go home The poor cook he took fits. Through away all my grits. Then he took and he ate up all of my corn. Sherrif John Stone, why dont you leave me alone? This is the worst trip I've ever been on So hoist up the John B. sails See how the main sail sets Call for the Captain ashore, let me go home Let me go home, I wanna go home This is the worst trip I've ever been on |
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| 8. |
| 2:32 |
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| 9. |
| 1:03 |
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| 10. |
| 2:45 |
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| 11. |
| 2:38 |
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| 12. |
| 2:32 |
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| 13. |
| 2:24 |
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| 14. |
| 1:07 |
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| 15. |
| 3:35 |
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I love the colorful clothes she wears.
And the way the sunlight plays upon her hair. I hear the sound of a gentle word *Chorus I'm picking up good vibrations. She's giving me the excitations. I'm picking up good vibrations. She's giving me the excitations. Good, good, good, good vibrations. She's giving me the excitations. Good, good, good, good vibrations. She's giving me the excitations. Close my eyes, she's somehow closer now. Softly smile, I know she must be kind. When I look in her eyes, she goes with me to a blossom world. *Chorus My, my, my, what elation. I don't know where, but she sends me there. My, my, my, what a sensation. My, my, my, what elation. Gotta keep those love good. Vibrations are happening with her. |
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