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All her friends call her Little Wing But she flies rings around them all She comes to town when the children sing And leaves them feathers if they fall She leaves her feathers if they fall Little Wing, don't fly away When the summer turns to fall Don't you know some people say The winter is the best time of them all Winter is the best of all. |
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| 2. |
| 7:43 |
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Up and down the old homestead The naked rider gallops through his head And although the moon isn't full He still feels the pull. Out on the floor where the cowboys dance Approaching slowly at a glance Here comes the shadow of his stance The reins are fallin' from his hands. Why do you ride that crazy horse? Inquires the shadow with little remorse Just then a priest comes down the stairs With a sack of dreams and old nightmares. Who are you, the rider says You dress in black but you talk like a Fed You spout ideas from books that you read Don't you care about this guy's head? Just then the sound of hoofbeats was heard And the sky was darkened by a prehistoric bird Who flew between the unfulfilled moon And the naked rider, to a telephone booth. We'll call the moon and see what's up I've got some change in this little tin cup We'll say that the shadow is growin' dim And we need some light to get back to him Just one call should do it all I'll carve this number on the wall With my beak. Flying feathers were all around The air was filled with a ringing sound. Two more birds, the second and the third Came down from the sky to deliver the word. Where have you been, they said to the first Get back to the clouds, we're dying of thirst There's not enough time to make that call Let's ditch this rider, shadow and all. The sky was filled with the beautiful birds Still on the ground some crying was heard With his dime in his hand and his hand on the dial His ears were sweating as he forced a smile. Hoofbeats beating across the range He rode through the night with his cup of change Tired and beaten he fell into slumber But up in the sky they still had his number. Up and down the old homestead The naked rider gallops through his head And although the moon isn't full He still feels the pull, Still feels the pull. |
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| 3. |
| 4:21 |
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Live with me, live with me Live with me, live with me Live with me. Lost in space I heard you were lost in space That's such a lonely place for you to be. Out of control Singin' with too much soul I heard you got out on parole Workin' for the queen. Gardening again Landscape again Keepin' all the grounds around her clean Workin' for the queen. Don't take out the magic pen Don't draw on the infinity board Your buildings, if they rise again Would do much better on the ocean floor They'll never feel the way they did before They did before. Out on the ocean floor, out on the ocean floor What could be stranger than the unknown danger That lies on the ocean floor? Breakers crash on the beach I count them like lambs in my sleep They come at me steady They know I'm not ready They pound on my mattress door Have they got a big one in store. Losing you I heard I was losing you That's not the only thing that I got to lose I got to lose The deep see blues Look at these blues The deep see blues Live with me, live with me. |
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| 2:59 |
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I am a young mariner headed to war I'm thinkin' 'bout my family and what it was for There's water on the wood and the sails feel good And when I get to shore I hope that I can kill good. My father was a sailor named Captain Kennedy He lost his wooden schooner to the Germans on the sea Exploded on the water for everyone to see And humiliate that American Captain Kennedy. I saw him in Nassau in 1971 His strength was failin' but he still ran a run He worked 'til his fingers wore to the bone To buy that wooden schooner and sail on his own. He was known in the islands as hundred foot iron That steel hull freighter was passin' its time And time flew by faster with life on the sea And the days grew shorter for Captain Kennedy. I am a young mariner headed to war I'm thinkin' 'bout my family and what it was for There's water on the wood and the sails feel good And when I get to shore I hope that I can kill good. |
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| 2:22 |
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Our love, baby, feels so right
When you're smilin' in the morning light I ain't leavin' no way 'Cause we got stayin' power You and I Stayin' power through thick and thin Stayin' power You and I Stayin' power through thick and thin Gold and diamonds say you're mine But true love opens the gates of time And as we go on our way We got stayin' power You and I Stayin' power through thick and thin Stayin' power You and I Stayin' power through thick and thin |
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| 2:30 |
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Down on the coastline, Highway One People headin' out for the sun That's where I found you, long time ago. You're my angel, you're my queen You're my best friends in between We don't back down from no trouble We do get up in the mornin'. Oooweee, baby, what a night That old moon sure is shinin' bright We'll be dancin' 'til the mornin' comes. High on the mountain top above the clouds No wonder we get a little loud We don't back down from no trouble We do get up in the mornin'. |
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| 2:13 |
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I'm proud to a union man I make those meetings when I can, yeah I pay my dues ahead of time When the benefits come I'm last in line, yeah. I'm proud to be a union man. Every fourth Friday at 10 am There's a local meeting of the A F of M, yeah! This meeting will now come to order Is there any new business? Yeah, I think 'Live music are better' Bumper stickers should be issued. What was that? 'Live music is better' bumper stickers Should be issued The gentleman says 'Live music is better' bumper stickers Should be issued All in favor of what he said Signify by sayin' "ay" Ay! If, however, you are opposed Signify by saying "no". I'm proud to be a union man. |
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| 2:40 |
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It's awful hard to find a job
On one side the government, the other the mob ? Hey, hey ain't that right The workin' man's in for a hell of a fight Oh this country sure looks good to me But these fences are comin' apart at every nail Way up on the old dew line Some of the boys were feelin' fine A big light flashed across the sky But somethin' else went slippin' by Meanwhile at the Pentagon The brass was a wonderin' what went wrong Oh this country sure looks good to me But these fences are comin' apart at every nail Hey, hey ain't that right The workin' man's in for a hell of a fight Oh this country sure looks good to me But these fences are comin' apart at every nail |
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| 3:28 |
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Ain't getting old, ain't getting younger though Just getting used to the lay of the land I ain't tongue-tied, just don't got nothin' to say I'm proud to be livin' in the U.S.A. Ready to go, willin' to stay and pay U.S.A., U.S.A. So my sweet love can dance another free day U.S.A., U.S.A. In history we painted pictures grim The devil knows we might feel that way again The big wind blows, so the tall grass bends But for you don't push too hard my friend. Ready to go, willin' to stay and pay U.S.A., U.S.A. So my sweet wife can dance another free day U.S.A., U.S.A. Got people here down on their knees and prayin' Hawks and doves are circlin' in the rain Got rock and roll, got country music playin' If you hate us, you just don't know what you're sayin'. Ready to go, willin' to stay and pay U.S.A., U.S.A. So my sweet love can dance another free day U.S.A., U.S.A. |
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