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Why don't you write me
Call me on the phone Send Western Union You can find me home I say I'm sorry I said I'm sorry You know I bled you Led you on a lie You say I fooled you Who's the fool tonight I say I'm sorry I said I'm sorry High Love in motion Walking on the ocean of your sorrow Round turned the tables Lost I am a man with no tomorrow Lopsided lovin' got me in the end Looks like I'm done in Now there's no pretending Ooh I'm sorry I said I'm sorry |
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| 2:44 |
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Why don't you pack I'll take you back
to the countryside Now's the time I've got a little place in mind. We don't need no neighbors making noise at night, dogs that fight You'll sleep like a child, the city steaming miles away. Never thought you'd see the good life Let me tell you how it feels We can let our hearts be open, wide, so all our love will come through. Up and gone, we'll be moving on when the morning comes This is the way, I heard that it's supposed to be. I can almost see the flowers growing there taste the air We've waited awhile, I never thought we'd see the day. |
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| 2:46 |
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Georgie was a skinny kid
Fond of angling, fonder of dangling his feet in the cool brook water While the Reverend's daughter Sat at his side and fluttered his face with the fuzz of a dandelion. Long about noontime Floating 'cross the field, Georgie heard the peel of a bell being rung by the parson Time for his lesson As much as he hated it, the preacher was teachin' him to play the accordion. "Don't go Georgie!" said the Reverend's daughter "When Daddy comes lookin' we can duck in the water." They both went out and dipped down to hide But the girl caught her locket on an underwater branch and the next thing she knew... she died Preacher was a sorry mess He was cryin', shoutin' 'bout her dyin' and livin' the eternal life Should 'a seen his wife Sobbin' on the ground as the wind rustled round and tickled the keys Made Georgie's accordion give an awful dyin' wheeze |
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| 4:01 |
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There's a thunder storm 'a brewin'
And the day is turning gray There ain't much to say about the weather The shower stall is leakin' And the ceiling's fallin' in And I'm getting twenty bills to every letter I've got to move myself out to the country I'm lookin' out for any place at all I'm gonna spend another Fall In Philadelphia A roving band of youths beat up on Johnny Everybody's gettin' richer sellin' that dope Say, the stolen bikes are gathering by the thousands Along with seven million people without a hope I guess I have to face the fact as real I think I feel my back up against the wall I'm gonna spend another Fall In Philadelphia |
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| 3:56 |
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I hear you call me, Waterwheel
Spin round, round in a circle Gracing my child dreams on fantasy hill Spin round, round in a circle Flash! paddles sending a spray to the air Lately, my thoughts are still- With you there as you spin round, Round in a boyhood daydream Spin round My thoughts are drifting to a quieter time (Spin round, round in a circle) Green covered slippery water-rocks I used to climb (Spin round, round in a circle) Father and child walking down by the canyon Lately, my thoughts are still- With them there as they spin round, Round in a boyhood daydream Spin round |
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| 3:21 |
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Would you work for a reason, Lazyman
Do your thoughts have expression, Lazyman Does life pass you by while you don't even try To grab hold of a minute and use all the time that's in it, Lazyman What's your latest excuse Lazyman Is your neck botherin' you, Lazyman You're content to rely on the talented guy Then you make a short edit and take all of the credit for the song Lazyman, you really bring me down Lazyman how can you lie around Won't you stop what you're doing And start doing something Lazyman Is your ass getting sore, Lazyman Sitting there on the floor, Lazyman At least write down your feeling Though it may not be appealing, The way you say it might be worth the time You never know |
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| 3:20 |
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Funny how the times can change as fast as we can run
Sad to say we had to part when the fun had just begun Now he night is over And I'm waiting for the day we can be together And we can say Goodnight and Goodmorning From the Dark to the Dawning I can't believe that I'm in love and you're the one I can hear a song of love and our song has just begun When the music's over and we finally walk away We can walk together And we can say Goodnight and Goodmorning From the Dark to the Dawning |
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| 4:00 |
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They started as children and grew to be friends
He with his sculptor's hands she with her needle They went through some bitter times alone and together They were lovers and friends, but friends more than lovers Sharing each other with their own private worlds He knew that she needed him, he couldn't come He needed her, but she could not answer his needs He sculpted he form only both of them knew He yearned to finish before she would leave him forever But before he was finished, she disappeared And seized with sadness, he crumbled the statue to bits Form and friend, gone forever Both crumbled down to memory He knew that she needed him, he couldn't come He needed her, but she could not answer his needs |
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| 2:34 |
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Riding out along the river
stopping by the pines It's nice for someone speaking, to be heard, by heart and mind Lying on the needle floor the city seems so far Moving with your eyes and smile, your words told who you are Sunday grey, one window brings the morning and your words, like dawn, have opened up my eyes I've been on a sleepy ride without much time for thinking 'til I spent one evening by your Southeast City Window side Baby hair a blowin' in the Sunday morning air Dreaming on another place and time, wish we were there In your dreams you're far away and I'm right behind You know, it's nice for someone speaking. to be heard, by heart and mind |
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| 10. |
| 4:39 |
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Thank you for walking
Thank you for spending one day, with a stranger Good morning. Hello! Choose a color, carnation we'll walk along. Down round the pond, up the hill bricks and steeples it's not all gone... I recall Thank you for walking Thank you for spending one day, with a stranger Thank you for talking and showing the way to a stranger Wining and dining (what a September) from bags by the river ( I should've worn a sweater) a sun, sail, song (it's cooler up here) We sat on a wall (oh my) rest our feet (just a little longer) touch our noses then slow poke on... oh, I recall One red carnation the color for April and apples and wine I suppose it was white... but I needed the rhyme. As I packed up to leave oh, I noticed the fountain, the statue's hand. There in her bronzed, moistened, palm red carnation without you there... I recall |
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| 11. |
| 4:11 |
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Lilly, laughing lady,
does your smile disguise the tears inside? Lilly, lonely lady, only silhouette your happy side. You give yourself to men who take your love. Then smile and watch them walk away... Are you tired of giving Lilly? Are you really happy? Lilly, laughing lady, are you satisfied to live a lie? Lilly, lonely lady, is it in the stars for you to try? Do you fulfill yourself with lies and dreams? You seem contented with your life? Does it only gild the lilly or does it make you happy? |
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