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| 4:15 | 
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I never thought that a love could be so strong
It could ever make me, think about leaving home I can't help myself your lovin bout to drive me mad One more night like last night, I might have to pack my bags Bout to make me leave home boy Got my mind so Gettin together with this love, boy it just ain't right I ain't got the strength to turn a good lovin loose But I never met a man in my life who could whoop it to me like you do Bout to make me leave home boy Got a taste of forbidden fruit And I can't turn it loose What is this good thing you carry around with you That makes a girl want to act a fool Got that love technique that really really cracks me up Seeing you once or twice a week, boy it just ain't enough. |
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| 2. |
| 3:56 |
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As I walk along I wonder what went wrong
With our love, a love that was so strong And as still walk on I think of the things we've done Together while our hearts were young I'm a walking in the rain, tears are falling and I feel a pain Wishing you were here by me to end this misery And I wonder, I wo wo wo wo wonder Why, why why why why why she (you) ran away And I wonder where she (you) will stay My little runaway, a run run run run runaway |
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| 3. |
| 3:50 |
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Maybe I'm a dreamer
Maybe just a fool Lately I can hardly see the sun If you had a secret I could take a guess Nothin in your eyes seems to hold me Truth or consequences Which one will it be Someone said that time would ease the pain Of two lives love has torn apart But, I believe whoever wrote that song, Never had a broken heart One of us is hiding One of us can tell Cause no one likes to be the first to know Someone has to answer Cause someone has to ask Keeping on like this is torture And going undecided is twice as bad for sure Someone said that time would ease the pain Of two lives love has torn apart But, I believe whoever wrote that song Never had a broken heart |
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| 4. |
| 2:45 |
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Well they all said Louise was not half bad
It was written on the walls and window shades And how she'd act the little girl A deceiver, don't believe her that's her trade Sometimes a bottle of perfume, Flowers and maybe some lace Men brought Louise ten cent trinkets Their intentions were easily traced Yes and everybody knew at times she cried But women like Louise they get by Well everybody thought it kind of sad When they found Louise in her room They'd always put her down below their kind Still some cried when she died this afternoon Lousie rode home on the mail train Somewhere to the south I heard it said Too bad it ended so ugly, Too bad she had to go this way Ah but the wind is blowing cold tonight So good night Louise, good night |
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| 5. |
| 3:28 |
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Their eyes are down and the track looks slow
It don't look like a good thing Your horse could jump it when the pack runs wild It don't look like a sure thing You must be crazy To gamble this way The kids are crying And your bills ain't paid Gamblin' man, ramblin' fool I must be crazy to gamble on you The deal is done so you slip right in You got the depth but you can't win The cards are cold and the cut feels thin You got the deck but you can't win You must be crazy To gamble this way The kids are hungry And your brain ain't paid Gamblin' man, ramblin' fool I must be crazy to gamble on you Gamblin' man, you're a ramblin' fool I must be crazy to gamble on you |
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| 6. |
| 4:12 |
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When will I learn to take you on my journey
When will I see that you belong to me When will I learn to take you on my journey When will I see that you belong to me Sweet Forgiveness How could go my way (?) I never really knew how I needed you, but you were right there (I dont't know the rest) Sweet forgiveness, that's what you give to me. When you hold me close, And you say: "That's all over." You don't go looking back, You don't hold the cards to stack. 'Cause you mean what you say. Sweet forgiveness, you help me see. I'm not near as bad, As I sometimes appear to be. When you hold me close, And you say: "That's all over, "And I still love you." There's no way that I could make up, For those angry words I said. Sometimes it gets to hurting, And the pain goes to my head. Sweet forgiveness, dear God above. I say we all deserve, A taste of this kind of love. Someone who'll hold our hand, And whisper: "I understand, "And I still love you." |
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| 7. |
| 5:21 |
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A lady stands before an open window
looking so far away she can almost feel the southern winds blow gently touching his restless day He turns from his window to me sad smile his apology sad eyes reaching to the door Daylight loses to another evening still he spares me words goodbye sits alone beside me fighting his feelings struggles to speak but in the end can only cry Suddenly it's so hard to find the sound of the words to speak his troubled mind so I'm offering ease to him as if to be kind There's a train every day leading either way there's a world you know there's a way to go I soon believe it's just as well this is my opening farewell A child's drawings left there on the table and a woman's silk is lying on the floor I would keep them here if I were able to lock you safe behind it's open door Suddenly it's so clear to me that I'd ask you to see what you may never see now my kind words find their way back to me There's a train every day leading either way there's world you know got a way to go I soon believe it's just as well this is my opening farewell This is my opening farewell. |
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| 8. |
| 3:19 |
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How many teardrops are gonna fall tonight?
How many hartaches must a woman have in her life I lost a lover, lost my friend, I'm through with love I just can't win I'm a three time loser, I'm a three time loser How many hours of your love I'm gonna wait How many heartaches do you really think I'm gonna set and take I lost a lover, lost my friend, I'm through with love I just can't win I'm a three time loser, I'm a three time loser How many hours of your love I'm gonna wait How many heartaches do you really think I'm gonna set and take I lost a lover, lost my friend, I'm through with love I just can't win I'm a three time loser, I'm a three time loser I lost it once, lost it twice Will you might have been good baby but you just weren't worth the price I'm a three time loser, three time loser I'm a three time loser, three time loser I'm a three time loser, three time loser And I don't have to take it anymore |
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| 9. |
| 3:37 |
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I'm takin' my time
So please don't rush me. Tryin' to sort out some things I didn't know existed. I've been here before, I know where the traps lie. You only take what's there 'cause the rest doesn't matter. Well I'm tired of talk, So please don't push me. You know I want the same kinda things that you do. You're wasting your time, The way you come to me. Slow down your rhymes and try to reason Can't make things move any faster, By second wishing them to death. You seem to be living on the level. It's decent enough, You got what you wanted. So why do you tell me, that I'm on the wrong track? I'm doin' the best I can do. I try to out guess The situation That I know your not even fully aware of. And I want you to know, If it keeps on this way, Can't keep on letting you bring me down. Can't keep on letting you bring me down. |
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| 10. |
| 3:28 |
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Traveling at night, the headlights were bright
And we'd been up many an hour And all through my brain Came the refrain Of home and it's warming fire And Home Sings me of sweet things My life there has it's own wings To fly over the mountains Though I'm standing still The people I've seen They come in between The cities of tiring life The trains come and go, But inside you know The struggle will soon be a fight And Home Sings me of sweet things My life there has it's own wings To fly over the mountains Though I'm standing still Traveling at night, The headlights were bright. But soon the sun came through the trees Around the next bend The flowers will send The sweet scene of home in the breeze And Home Sings me of sweet things My life there has it's own wings To fly over the mountains Though I'm standing still |
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