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I though I met a man who said he knew a man
Who knew what was going on I was mistaken, only another stranger that I knew And I thought that I'd found the light To guide me through my nights and all my darkness I was mistaken, it was only reflections of a shadow that I saw And I thought I've seen someone who seemed at last To know the truth I was mistaken, only a child laughing in the sun Ahhhhhhhhhhhh in the sun |
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Everybody's sayin' music is love
Everybody'sayin' it's, you know it is Every one yes every one Everybody's sayin' music, music is love Everybody's sayin' that music is love Everybody's sayin' it's love Everybody's sayin' that music is love, everybody's sayin' it's love Everybody's sayin' that music is love, everybody's sayin' it's love Everybody's sayin' that music is love, everybody's sayin' it's love Everybody's sayin' that music is love, everybody's sayin' it's love Everybody's sayin' that music is love Everybody's sayin' it's love Put on your colors and run come see Everybody's sayin' that music's for free Take off your clothes and lie in the sun Everybody's sayin' that music's for fun |
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I wonder who they are
The men who really run this land And I wonder why they run it With such a thoughtless hand. Tell me what are their names, And on what street do they live? I'd like to ride right over This afternoon and give Them a piece of my mind About peace for mankind Peace is not An awful lot To ask. (ⓒ Guerrilla Music/BMI) |
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| 2:55 | ||||
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by David Crosby
Four of us were having dinner And I threw down the paper with a curse And my wife said, Complaining doesn't get it You got to do something or you can bet it Will get worse. And my friend said, You've been watching TV too much: and all that hippie hopefulness Is just a crutch. But if thinkin' that way helps you To make it through the night Then who am I to say what's wrong and right. But I think, we're passing Through here kind of fast Did you think these tracks In the dust would last. So you think we should just sit here And have another glass of wine While the world goes to hell, which you know damn well It's going to do just down the line. And his lady said, I don't know how can you be so sure, I mean Some things seem to get better You know the hero still saves the Damsel in distress, the Villain doesn't get her And I said, where have you been living I mean they're selling death in the streets. Cheap. And the lying politicians are rolling in the profits they reap. And he said, He's right honey But I think it's always been that way. And he smiled kind of patiently, and I knew he was going to say: I think, we're passing Through here kind of fast Did you think these tracks In the dust would last. I think, we're passing Through here kind of fast Did you think these tracks In the dust would last. I think, we're passing Through here kind of fast (c) 1988 Stay Straight Music (BMI) Guitar: David Crosby Guitar: Michael Hedges Additional Vocals: Graham Nash, Michael Hedges |
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It was one of those great stories
That you can't put down at night The hero knew what he had to do And he wasn't afraid to fight The villain goes to jail While the hero goes free I wish it were that simple for me And the reason that she loved him Was the reason I loved him too And he never wondered What was right or wrong He just knew, he just knew Shadow and shape Mix together at dawn But by the time you catch them Simplicity's gone So we sort through the pieces My friends and I Searching through the darkness To find the breaks in the sky And the reason that she loved him Was the reason I loved him too And he never wondered What was right or wrong He just knew, he just knew And we wonder, yes, we wonder How do you make sense of this When the hero kills the maiden With his kiss, with his kiss Well, it was one of those great stories That you can't put down at night The hero knew what he had to do And he wasn't afraid to fight The villain goes to jail While the hero goes free I wish it were that simple for me Were that simple for me |
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He met her in a french cafe
She slipped in sideways like a cat Sidelong glances, what a wary little stray&127; She sticks in his mind like that Saying 'avez vous un alumette' With her lips wrapped around a cigarette Yvette in English saying please have this Little bit of instant bliss. He's struggling with a foreign tongue Reaching for words and drawing blanks A loud mouth is stricken deaf and dumb In a bistro on the left bank If I was a painter Picasso said I'd paint this girl from toe to head Yvette in English, saying please have this Little bit of instant bliss Burgundy nocturne tips and spills They move along nicely in the spreading stain New chills, new thrills For the old uphill battle How did he wind up here again Walking and talking touched and scared Uninsulated wires bare Yvette in English saying 'please have this Little bit of instant bliss What blew her like a leaf his way Up in the air and down to earth First she flusters, then she frays So quick to question her own worth Her cigarette burns her finger tips It falls like fireworks, she curses it Sweetly in English she says 'please have this Little bit of instant bliss He sees her turn and walk away Skittering like a cat on a stone Her high heels clicking, what a wary little stray She leaves him by the Seine alone. With black water and amber lights And the bony bridge between left and right Yvette in English, saying 'please have this Little bit of instant bliss |
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My country 'tis of thee
Sweet land of liberty Of thee I sing Land where my fathers died Land of the pilgrim's pride >From every mountainside Let freedom ring Let freedom ring Let it ring... Traditional: Arranged by Michael Hedges (c) 1988 Naked Ear Music (BMI) Additional vocals: Graham Nash, John David Souther Guitar & guitar arrangement: Michael Hedges Bass: Leland Sklar |
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Intro. (Acoustic Guitar)
Guinnevere had green eyes Like yours, mi'lady, like yours She'd walk down through the garden In the morning after it rained Peacocks wandered aimlessly Underneath an orange tree Why can't she see me? Da, da, da ... Guinnevere drew pentagrams Like yours, mi'lady, like yours Late at night when she thought That no one was watching at all On the wall Do, do, do ... She shall be free Da, da, da ... As she turns her gaze Down the slope to the harbor where I lay anchored Turned out to be Such a short day Guinnevere had golden hair Like yours, mi'lady, like yours Streaming out when we'd ride Through the warm wind down by the bay Yesterday Seagulls circle endlessly I still sing in silent harmony We both shall be free ⓒ 1968 Stay Straight Music (BMI) |
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| 5:22 | ||||
Almost cut my hair
It happened just the other day It's gettin' kind of long I could've said it was in my way But I didn't and I wonder why I feel like letting my freak flag fly Almost cut my hair It happened just the other day It's gettin' kind of long I could've said it was in my way But I didn't and I wonder why I feel like letting my freak flag fly And I feel like I owe it, ... someone Must be because I had the flu for Christmas And I'm not feeling up to par It increases my paranoia Like looking in my mirror and seeing a police car Well I'm not giving in an inch to fear cause I've promised myself this year I feel like I owe it, ... someone When I finally get myself together I'm gonna get down in that sunny southern weather And I'm goin' to find a space inside to laugh, Separate the wheat from the chaff I feel ... Like I owe it, ... someone, yeah |
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Me and my good partners
we were riding back to our camp we were feeling very fine and the air was clear and slightly damp and we were riding back to have ourselves a party to celebrate the robbing of the train. We were talking kind of low and lazy about not having to go out soon again you know we hadn't been back home two hours we heard a hawk cry out in the night and you know that's a signal from young Billy, who's our sentry He's saying something here ain't exactly right so we quick grabbed some of our hardware stumbled out of our home in two minutes flat we had found her an Indian girl all alone and Eli said, "Let's take her back to the cabin" I said, "You don't know she might be the law, yeah" He said, smiling kind of nasty, "It ain't too damn likely she'll beat me to the draw." As we were walking back through the darkness, I heard the Duke, he's our dynamiter, say, he said, "What's your name, sweet little Indian girl?" She said, "Raven." and she looked away. Right then I didn't trust her, no and I said so, oh no. Now, Eli, he's our fastest gunner He's kind of mean and young from the South he said, "Fat Albert, you're getting kind of old and weird now." "You'd better get your twelve gauge shot gun right out." Now Eli and the Duke they got down to it they each wanted the Indian girl for their own but when they finally got around to asking her you know she said she'd come to take young Billy home Eli said he'd kill young Billy he'd kill the Duke, and probably me too, yeah The Indian girl said, "Go ahead now do it" I said "Stop it", and she bit my thumb nearly clean through and when they finally started to break down the door I smeared my face up with blood from my thumb I laid down on the floor and played real good possum You know I'm crazy but I ain't real dumb now I'm dying here in Albuquerque I must be the sorriest sight you ever saw you know the reason I'm the only man here to tell it you know that Indian girl, she wasn't an Indian she was the law (ⓒ Guerrilla Music/BMI) |
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