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| 4:27 | 
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Hello mom, I'm fine
Where the sun is dying How's the weather 'round my old hometown You see no worry about my living Say that all's forgiven What's lost is bound to be fo)und I hope you don't expect to see me 'Cause you know I'm very far away You know I really miss you But a man's got to make it on his own someday Soon she sends him greetings 'Bout the school civic meetings Says she's doing well in her cell Yeah, her brother won a race now And he's proud to show his face now On the corner scene and his paper doll dreams And me, I guess I'm living Taking what's for the living Oh mom, you do know how I really wish you could see what's on my mind, yeah Yeah, I guess it's kinda lonely And I've been uptight for money But I'll make it on my own, staying high You seem upset about the drugs and music Yes, I've finally found my way It's my way, gonna get to freedom You failed with me Someday you'll understand all this Just what it is I mean to say Just don't try to love me I don't want to see you hurt this way Guess I'll be a goin' Makes a guy afraid he's blowin' That's how money kills, somewhere Mom, I cannot mail this And let you know I've failed It's just not right somehow, oh no I rather let you think I'm dead Then hung on drugs instead I'm dying anyhow and it's too late now I guess there's a moral somewhere But I can't seem to think just now If I had to do it over I guess I'd try change the trial somehow Lord it's really hell When you're living in a pell And nothings like it seems In a cocaine dream |
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| 2. |
| 3:20 |
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How can people be so heartless?
How can people be so cruel? Easy to be hard Easy to be cold How can people have no feelings? How can they ignore their friends? Easy to be proud Easy to say no Especially people who care about strangers Who care about evil and social injustice Do you only care about the bleeding crowd? How about a needing friend? I need a friend How can people be so heartless? You know I'm hung up on you Easy to be proud Easy to say no Especially people who care about strangers Who care about evil and social injustice Do you only care about the bleeding crowd? How about a needing friend? I need a friend How can people be so heartless? How can people be so cruel? Easy to be proud Easy to say no Easy to be cold Easy to say no Come on easy to get rich Easy to say no Much too easy to be cold Easy to say no Much too easy to say no |
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| 3. |
| 4:44 |
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Johnny was a school boy when he heard his first Beatles song
"Love Me Do" I think it was and from there it wouldn't take long Got himself a guitar, used to play every night Now he's in a rock & roll outfit and everything's all right Well, don't you know? Johnny told his Mama, "Hey Mama I'm goin' away Gonna hit the big time, gonna be a big star someday" Mama came to the door with a tear drop in her eye Johnny said, "Don't cry Mama. Smile and wave goodbye" Don't you know? Don't you know that you are a shooting star? Don't you know? Don't you know that you are a shooting star? And all the world will love you just as long As long as you are Johnny made a record, went straight up to number one Suddenly everyone loved to hear him play his song Watching the world go by, surprisin' it goes so fast Johnny looked around him and said, hey, I made the big time at last Don't you know Don't you know that you are a shooting star? Don't you know? Don't you know that you are a shooting star? And all the world will love you just as long As long as you are Don't you know that you are a shooting star? And all the world will love you just as long As long as you are Johnny died one night, died in his bed Bottle of whiskey, sleepin' tablets by his head Johnny's life passed him by like a warm summer day If you listen to the wind sometimes, you can still hear him play Don't you know Don't you know that you are a shooting star? Don't you know? Don'tcha Don't you know that you are a shooting star? Don't you know Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na Don't you know that you are a shooting star? (Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na) Don't you know that you are a shoot, a shooting star? (Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na) Don't you know that you are a shooting star? (Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na) |
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| 4. |
| 3:55 |
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I don't want you to be high
I don't want you to be down Don't want to tell you a lie Just want you to be around Please come right up to my ears You will be able to hear what I say Don't want you out of my world Just you be my backstreet girl Please don't be part of my life Please keep yourself to yourself Please don't you bother my wife That way you won't get no help Don't try to ride on my horse You're rather common and coarse anyway Don't want you out in my world Just you be my backstreet girl Please don't call me at home Please don't come come knocking at night Please never ring on the phone Your manners are never quite right Please take the favors I grant Curtsy and look nonchalant just for me Don't want you part of my world Just you be my backstreet girl |
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| 5. |
| 5:29 |
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I am just a cowboy, lonesome on the trail
Those starry nights, campfire lights The coyote call, the howling wind wail As I ride out on an uncertain sundown I am just a cowboy, lonesome on the trail Lord, I'm just thinking about a certain female The nights we spent together riding on the range Looking back it all seems so strange Roll me over and turn me around Let me keep spinning till I hit the ground Roll me over and let me go Riding in the rodeo I was took in Texas, I did not know her name Lord, those southern girls all seem the same Down below the border, a town in Mexico I set out with the rodeo Roll me over and turn me around Let me keep spinning till I hit the ground Roll me over and let me go Riding free with the buffalo Roll me over and turn me around Let me keep spinning till I hit the ground Roll me over and let me go Riding in the rodeo Roll me over, I'll turn around And I'll watch my fingers go up and down Up and down That's okay, amigo Let me go Roll me over and turn me around Let me keep spinning till I hit the ground Roll me over and let me go Riding in the rodeo Roll me over and let me be Roll me over and let me be Cowboy's life is the one for me |
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