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| 1. |
| 4:25 | 
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Every time when I look in the mirror
All these lines and my face getting clearer The past is gone In the night, like dusk to dawn Isn't that the way Everybody's got the dues in life to pay I know nobody knows where it comes and where it goes I know everybody sin You got the blues to know Oh Half my life is in those written pages live and love from fools and from sages You know it's true,OH All the things come back to you Sing with me, sing for the years Sing for the laughter, sing for the tears Sing with me, just for today Maybe tomorrow, the good lord will take you away Yeah, sing with me, sing for the year sing for the laughter, sing for the tear sing with me, just for today Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away Dream On Dream On Dream On Dream until your dreams come true Dream On Dream On Dream On Dream until your dreams come true Dream On Dream On Dream On Dream On Dream On Dream On Dream On Sing with me, sing for the year sing for the laughter, sing for the tear sing with me,just for today Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away Sing with me, sing for the year sing for the laughter, sing for the tear Sing with me, just for today Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away...... |
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| 2. |
| 4:27 |
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It ain't easy, livin' like a gypsy.
Tell ya, honey, how I feel. I've been dreaming, Floatin' down stream and Losin' touch with all that is real. Whole earth lover, keepin' under cover Never knowin' where ya been. You've been fadin', always out paradin. Keepin' touch with Mama Kin. Well you've always got your tail on the wag. Shootin' fire from your mouth just like a dragon. You act like a perpertual drag. You better check it out, Or someday soon you'll have to climb back on the wagon. It ain't easy, livin' like ya wanna, And it's so hard to find piece of mind. Yes it is. The way I see it, you've got to say shit. But don't forget to drop me a line. Said you're as bald as an egg at eighteen. And workin' for you dad is just a drag. He still stuffs your mouth with your dreams. You better check it out, Or someday soon you'll have to climb back on the wagon. Keepin' touch with Mama Kin. Tell her where you've gone and been. Livin' out your fantasy, Sleeping late and smoking tea. [repeat once] It ain't easy, livin' like ya wanna, And it's so hard to find piece of mind. Yes it is. The way I see it, you've got to say shit. But don't forget to drop me a line. Said you're as bald as an egg at eighteen. And workin' for you dad is just a drag. He still stuffs your mouth with your dreams. You better check it out, Or someday soon you'll have to climb back on the wagon. Keepin' touch with Mama Kin. Tell her where you've gone and been. Livin' out your fantasy, Sleeping late and smoking tea. [repeat once] |
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| 3. |
| 3:53 |
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Get yourself cooler
Lay yourself low Coincidental murder With nothing to show With the judge's constipation Will go to his head And his wife's aggravation You'll soon end up dead It's the same old story Same Old Song And Dance, my friend It's the same old story Same Old Song And Dance, my friend Gotcha with the cocaine They found with your gun No smooth face laywer Could get ya undone Say love ain't the same On the south side of town You could look But you ain't gonna find it around It's the same old story Same Old Song And Dance, my friend It's the same old story Same old story Same Old Song And Dance Fate comes a-knockin' Doors start lockin' Your old time connection Change your direction You ain't gonna change it Can't rearrange it Can't stand the pain When it's all the same to you, my friend When you're low down and dirty From walkin' the street With your old hurdy gurdy No one to meet Said love ain't the same On the south side of town You could look But you ain't gonna find it around It's the same old story Same Old Song And Dance, my friend It's the same old story Same old story Same Old Song And Dance |
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| 4. |
| 5:25 |
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blues hearted lady, sleepy was she
love for the devil brought her to me tears of a thousand drawn to her sin seasons of wither holdin' me in oooh woe is me, I feel so badly for you oooh woe is me, I feel so sadly for you in time bound to lose your mind live on borrowed time take the wind right out of your sail fireflies dance in the heat of hound dogs that bay at the moon my ship leaves in the midnight can't say I'll be back too soon they awaken, far far away heat of my candle show me the way tears of a thousand drawn to her sin seasons of wither holdin' me in |
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| 5. |
| 3:13 |
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Sweet emotion- Sweet emotion-
Talk about things and nobody cares Wearing other things that nobody wears Ya callin' my name, but I gotta make it clear Can't say where I'm gonna be in a year Some sweat hog mama with a face like a gent Said my get up and go musta got up and went You got good news but you're a real good liar Cause backstage lover set your pants on fire Sweet emotion- Sweet emotion- Pulled into town in a police car Your daddy said I took you just a little too far Tellin' other things, but your girlfriend lied Can't catch me cause the rabbit done died Standin' in front just shakin' your ass Take you back stage you can drink from my glass Talk about something you can sure understand Cause a month on the road and i'll be eatin' from your hand |
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| 6. |
| 3:32 |
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Backstroke lover always hidin' 'neath the covers
"Gonna talk to you" my daddy say said "you ain't seen nothin' till youre down on a muffin and you're sure to be achangein' your ways" I met a cheerleader was a real young bleeder all the times I could reminisce 'cause the best things in lovin' with a sister and a cousin only started with a little kiss alike this! Seesaw swingin' with the boys in the school and your feet flyin{ up in the air I sing "Hey diddle diddle" with your kitty in the middle of the swing like you didn't care took a big chance at the high school dance with a missy who was ready to play was a me she was foolin' 'cause she knew what she was doin' and I know'd love was here to stay when she told me to *walk this way, walk this way, walk this way walk this way, walk this way Uh, just gimme a kiss! School girl skinny with a classy kinda sassy little skirt's climbin' way up her knee, there was three young ladies in the school gym locker when I noticed they was lookin' at me. I was a high school loser, never made it with a lady till the boys told me somethin' I missed, then my next door neighbor with a daughter had a favor so I gave her just a little kiss alike this! * Repeat seesaw swingin' with the boys in the school and your feet flyin' up in the air, I sing "Hey diddle diddle" with your kitty in the middle of the swing like you didn't care. So I took a big chance at the high school dance with a missy who was ready to play, was a me she was foolin' 'cause she knew what she was doin' when she told me how to walk this way. She told me to * Repeat |
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| 7. |
| 2:13 |
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Got me the strangest woman
Believe me this trick's no cinch But I really get her going When I whip out my big ten inch Record of a band that plays the blues Well a band that plays the blues She just love my big ten inch Record of her favorite blues no no hey! Last night I tried to tease her I gave my love a little pinch She said now stop that jivin' Now whip out your big ten inch Record of a band that plays the blues Well a band that plays the blues She just loves my big ten inch Record of her favorite blues I, I, I cover her with kisses And when we're in a lover's clinch She gets all excited When she begs for my big ten inch Record of a band that plays the blues Well a band that plays the blues She just love my big ten inch Record of her favorite blues My girl don't go for smokin' And liquor just make her flinch Seem she'll go for nothin' 'Cept for my big ten inch Record of a band that plays the blues Band that play the blues She just love my big ten inch Record of her favorite blues |
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| 8. |
| 3:20 |
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Take me back to a south Tallahassee
Down cross the bridge to my sweet sassafrassy Can't stand up on my feet in the city Got to get back to the real nitty gritty Yes sir, No sir Don't come close to my Home sweet home Can't catch no dose of my hot tail poon-tang sweatheart sweathog ready to make a silk purse from a J Paul Getty and his ear with a face in a beer Home Sweet Home Get out in the field, Put the mule in the stable Ma, she's A cookin' Put the eats on the table Hate's in the City and My love's in the meadow Hand's on the plow and my feets in the ghetto Stand up, sit down Don't do nothin' Ain't no good when boss man's stuffin' Down their throats with paper notes as babies cry When you're rockin' the street Home Sweet Home Mamma take me home sweet home I was the last Child, just a punk in the street. |
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| 9. |
| 4:40 |
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I'm back!
I'm back in the saddle again I'm back! I'm back in the saddle again ridin' into town alone by the light of the moon I'm lookin' for old Sukie Jones, she crazy horse saloon barkeep gimme a drink, that's when she caught my eye she turned to give me a wink, that'd make a grown man cry I'm back in the saddle again I'm back! I'm back in the saddle again I'm back! come easy, go easy, all right until the rising sun I'm calling all the shots tonight, I'm like a loaded gun peelin' off my boots and chaps, I'm saddle sore four bits gets you time in the racks, I scream for more fools' gold out of their mines, the girls are soaking wet no tongue's drier than mine, I'll come when I get back! I'm back in the saddle again I'm back! I'm back in the saddle again I'm ridin', I'm loadin' up my pistol I'm ridin', I really got a fistful I'm ridin', I'm shinin' up my saddle I'm ridin', this snake is gonna rattle I'm back in the saddle again I'm back! I'm back in the saddle again I'm back! ridin' high! ridin' high! ridin' high! |
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| 10. |
| 3:46 |
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checkmate honey, beat ya at your own damn game
no dice honey, I'm livin' on the astral plane feet's on the ground, and your head's goin' down the drain oh, heads I win, tails you lose, to the never mind where to draw the line an Indian summer, Carrie was all over the floor she was a wet net winner, and rarely ever left the store she'd sing and dance all night, and wrong all the right out of me oh, pass me the vile and cross your fingers, it don't take time nowhere to draw the line hi ho silver, we were singin' all your cowboy songs oh, you told Carrie, and promised her you wouldn't be long heads I win, tails you lose, lord it's such a crime no dice honey, you're the salt, you're the queen of the brine checkmate honey, you're the only one who's got to choose where to draw the line checkmate, don't be late take another pull that's right impossible when you got to be yourself you're the boss, the toss the price, the dice grab yourself a slice nowhere to draw the line |
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| 11. |
| 3:47 |
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long ago in days untold
were ruled by lords of greed maidens fared with gold they dared to bare their wombs that bleed kings and queens and guillotines taking lives denied starch and parchment laid the laws when bishops took the ride only to deceive oh I know I lived this life afore somehow I know now truths I must be sure tossin', turnin', nightmares burnin' dreams of swords in hand sailing ships, the Viking spits the blood of father's land only to deceive living times of knights and mares raising swords for maidens fair sneer at death, fear only loss of pride living other centuries deja vu or what you please follows true to all who do or die screams of no reply they died screams of no reply and died died lordy, lordy, they died |
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| 12. |
| 3:45 |
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Here come ol' flat top
He come grooving up slowly, He got Joo Joo eye-ball, He one holy roller, He got hair down to his knee. Got to be a joker, He just do what he please. He wear no shoeshine, He got toe jam football, He got monkey finger, He shoot Coca-Cola, He say I know you, you know me, One thing I can tell you Is you got to be free. Come together, right now, over me. He bag production, He got walrus gumboot, He got O-no side board, He one spinal cracker, He got feet down below his knee. Hold you in his armchair, You can feel his disease. Come together, right now, over me. He roller coaster, He got early warning, He got Muddy Water, He one Mojo filter, He say one and one and one is three. Got to be good looking, 'Cause he so hard to see. Come together, right now, over me. Come together Come together Come together Come together |
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| 13. |
| 4:04 |
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Seems like the other day,
My baby went away, She went away, Across the sea. It's been two years or so, Since I saw my baby go, And then this letter, Came to me. It said that we was through She found somebody new, Oh, lemme think, lemme think, What shall I do? Oh no, oh no, oh no no no no no. Remember, Walking in the sand. Remember, Walking hand in hand. Remember, The night was so exciting. Remember, Her smile was so inviting, Remember, And then she touched my cheek, Remember, With her fingertips. Remember, Softly, softly we met with a kiss. Whatever happened to, That girl that I once knew. That girl that said she'd be true. Whatever happened to, That night I gave her to you. What will I do with it now. Oh no, oh no, oh no no no no no. Remember, Walking in the sand. Remember, Walking hand in hand. Remember, The night was so exciting. Remember, Her smile was so inviting, Remember, And then she touched my cheek, Remember, With her fingertips. Remember, Softly, softly we met with a kiss. Whatever happened to, That girl that I once knew. That girl that said she'd be true. Whatever happened to, That night I gave her to you. What will I do with it now. |
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| 14. |
| 4:27 |
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The boys and Dukes are ready to rumble
The word on the street some heads are gonna tumble Blades gonna flash when the street gangs clash In this avenue tonight When the lightning strikes Zip gun Johnny's finger is itchin' Oh the lid's gonna blow up in hell's kitchen It's an eye for an eye And a tooth for a tooth They're so ruthless when they fight When the lightning strikes...Oooooh And it's a free for all in the parking lot Tell me who will rule the street And the night explodes When the cops bring down the heat And the chains they crash like thunder While the weak ones all retreat Gotta draw first blood Or they'll read your funeral rights When the lightning strikes Uum...it's dog eat dog when you're meetin' your rival In the combat zone it's a means of survival Gonna get last licks on a suicide blitz On a cloak and dagger night When the lightning strikes Oooh...it's a free for all in the parking lot Over who'll rule the street And the night explodes When the cops bring down the heat And the chains they crash like a thunder While the weak ones all retreat Gotta draw first blood Or they'll read your funeral rights Oooh, oooh... When the lightning strikes When the lightning strikes When the lightning strikes Can'tcha hear the thunder When the Lightning Strikes Can'tcha hear the thunder When the lightning strikes Can'tcha, can'tcha, can'tcha hear the thunder When the lightning strikes Can'tcha, can'tcha, can'tcha hear the thunder When the lightning strikes Can'tcha, can'tcha, can'tcha hear the thunder When the lightning strikes Can'tcha, can'tcha, can'tcha hear the thunder When the lightning strikes |
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| 15. |
| 4:01 |
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Well your actin' like a prima donna
Playin' so hard to get Actin' so cool and nonchalant Draggin' on a cigarette You keep a wall all around ya I'll get through some day I want your love babe, but push don't shove Gonna chip that stone away Chip away Chip away at the stone And I won't stop until your love is my very own Chip away That's what I'm gonna do Sweet little mama I wanna get next to you Well you stand like a marble statue Trying to look so hard All decked out in your antique dress While the boys all promenade Even a rock will crumble If you strike it night and day If hammer I must, I'm gonna get through your crust Gonna chip that stone away Chip away Chip away at the stone And I won't stop until your love is my very own Chip away That's what I'm gonna do Sweet little mama I wanna get next to you Chip away Chip away at the stone And I won't stop until your love is my very own Chip away That's what I'm gonna do Sweet little mama I wanna get next to you Oooh...yes I do... Chip away Chip away At the stone Chip away Chip away At the stone I won't stop I won't stop I won't stop I won't stop I won't stop I won't stop I won't stop I won't stop I won't stop I won't stop Won't stop Chip it, I'm gonna nip it, all night long |
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| 4:35 | 
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