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| 1. |
| 3:47 | 
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I'm gonna raise a fuss, I'm gonna raise a holler
About a workin' all summer just to try to earn a dollar Every time I call my baby, and ask to get a date My boss says, "No dice son, you gotta work late" Sometimes I wonder what I'm a gonna do But there ain't no cure for the summertime blues Well my mom and pop told me, "Son you gotta make some money" If you want to use the car to go ridin' next Sunday Well I didn't go to work, told the boss I was sick "Well you can't use the car 'cause you didn't work a lick" Sometimes I wonder what I'm a gonna do But there ain't no cure for the summertime blues I'm gonna take the weeks, gonna have a fine vacation I'm gonna take my problem to the United Nations Well I called my congressman and he said "Whoa!" "I'd like to help you son but you're too young to vote" Sometimes I wonder what I'm a gonna do But there ain't no cure for the summertime blues |
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| 2. |
| 3:58 |
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Alright!
A cold, cold darkness And past confusion Is quickly calling Yeah, all of my illusions Now won't somebody tell me what's wrong Tell me what's wrong with me. From within The magic madness Said Lord, I could feel deep in my heart A little bit of gladness Now won't somebody tell me what's wrong Tell me what's wrong with me. Won't somebody tell me what's wrong Cause Lord, I been searchin' Searchin' so long Oh, won't somebody Oh, won't somebody Tell me what's wrong with me. Alright! Won't somebody tell me what's wrong Cause Lord, I been searchin' Whoa so goddamn long Oh, won't somebody Oh, won't somebody Tell me what's wrong with me. And then from out Of a mystic dream There came an angel (What a baby, oh yeah) She spread her wings (Spread 'em babe, Spread it all). Now don't nobody tell me what's wrong Tell me what's wrong with me. |
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| 3. |
| 5:49 |
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I been sitting over here on Parchment Farm
I been sitting over here on Parchment Farm I been sitting over here on Parchment Farm Ain't ever done nobody no wrong. Oh Lord, I bet I'll be here for the rest of my life. Oh Lord, I bet I'll be here for the rest of my life. Oh Lord, I bet I'll be here for the rest of my life. All I did was shoot my wife. She was no good! I done picking that cotton in a leather foot sack. I done picking that cotton in a leather foot sack, yes I have. I done picking that cotton in a leather foot sack. A goddamn shotgun at my back. I been sitting over here on Parchment Farm Ain't ever done nobody no wrong, no! I done sitting over here on the longest time. I been sitting over here on the longest time. I done sitting over here on the longest time. All I did was drink my wine. I swear I'll be here for the rest of my life. Yeah, I know I'll be here for the rest of my life. I know I'll be here for the rest of my life. All I did was shoot your wife. She was no good, you can take my word for it! I been sitting over here on Parchment Farm I been sitting over here on Parchment Farm I been sitting over here on Parchment Farm All I did was shoot my arm. Oh, no! |
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| 4. |
| 3:32 |
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(Dickie Peterson, Leigh Stephens, and Peter Wagner)
Walking here from beyonder Just to see (Just to see the right road) Just to see You know I don't wanna leave here You know I don't wanna go (No I don't wanna go). You get that little something (boh-boh) Something to hold on to (boh-boh) The pain that I can't take (boh-boh) I say just what I'll do (boh-boh) Someone give me back (boh-boh) Just some way to do. You know I'm gonna thank you (ba-da-ba-da-da-da) For being just that way (ba-da-ba-da-da-da) You know I'm gonna love you (ba-da-ba-da-da-da) Every minute of every day (ba-da-ba-da-da-da) You know I just couldn't stand it (ba-da-ba-da-da-da) Couldn't stand it any other way (ba-da-ba-da-da-da). Flying, heading for the wonder Now you see (Now you see oh, oh, oh) Now you see Finding you this way As the breezes blow (As the breezes blow). I got that funny feeling (ba-da-ba-da-da-da) Now you made it mine (ba-da-ba-da-da-da) You look so overjoyed (ba-da-ba-da-da-da) Now it's doing fine (ba-da-ba-da-da-da) Grow a little gun (ba-da-ba-da-da-da) And feathers from your tree (ba-da-ba-da-da-da). You know I'm gonna thank you (ba-da-ba-da-da-da) For being just that way (ba-da-ba-da-da-da) You know I'm gonna love you (ba-da-ba-da-da-da) Every minute of every day (ba-da-ba-da-da-da) You know I just couldn't stand it (ba-da-ba-da-da-da) Couldn't stand it any other way (ba-da-ba-da-da-da). OH! |
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| 5. |
| 4:32 |
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They call me the Hunter and Lord, that's my name
A pretty woman (girl) like you child are my only game I bought me a love gun just the other day Lord, and I aim to aim it your way Ain't no use to hide No there ain't no use to run Cause I got you in the sights of my........ My love gun, my love gun, my love gun God-dammed! The first Time I saw you walkin' down the street I said to myself, "Boom! Boom! Ain't she sweet!" I got my love gun loaded Loaded with a-huggin' and kissin' And when I pull the trigger There ain't gonna be no missin' Ain't no use to hide No there ain't no use to run Cause I got you in the sights of my........ My love gun, my love gun, my love gun God-dammed! |
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| 6. |
| 4:25 |
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Dickie Peterson)
Relax your mind Lord let it take An electric explosion I said a strong earthquake And then on a freeway Just let it take you away, child Far away Oh yeah, come over Come back in my big automobile And Babylon. I'll give you a shove Why don't you take a rush Let me hear you cry From a deafening hush Just let it take you away Far Away Yeah, yow, come over, big automobile, big automobile Babylon. Now the blues ain't nothing But a good man feeling bad Yeh-yeh, Yeah! I know that the blues ain't nothing, ain't nothing baby But a, but a good man, but a good man, but a good man feeling bad And I just ain't the kind That goes around feeling sad Hey! Oh, no, not me baby, no way! Say why don't you take a shove Oh, come on and take a rush Let me hear you cry From a deafening hush Let it take you away Far away Oh yeah, stick it in the fire baby I want big automobile Big automobile, baby Babylon. OW! |
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| 7. |
| 7:04 |
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(Randy Holden)
Peace of mind To find is not easy When the one you love you don't trust When I picture the image of someone else beside her I see a reflection of violence And emotion of life that is used Oh, oh-oh-oh, oh, ooohhh Oh, oh-oh-oh, oh, ooohhh I see a reflection of violence And emotion of life that is used. You will see That the mind cannot furnish Things that you want were gone What can I see When the one thing that you had had passed Is not pretty You want to love so bad But you bleed through every time. Oh, oh-oh-oh, oh, ooohhh Oh, oh-oh-oh, oh, ooohhh You want to love so bad But you bleed every time. You said, you said you loved me Yeah, more than you do And you go and take everything I ever did and give to you And throw it all away yeah, yeah, yeah Throw it all away yeah. Why!? Why!? Why!? Why!? Why!? Why!? Why!? |
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| 8. |
| 6:05 | 
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| 9. |
| 3:33 |
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(Gary L. Yoder & G.R. Grelecki)
Yeah! I like the way you smile And carry on I'd like to take it inside Alright now But a fool I'd never be There's no time Yeah, for you and me. One day with you When you call me old Gonna pull out, baby And leave you on your own Cause a fool I'd never be There is no time For you and me Oh, Alright (Yeah) I need some poor other baby Got to see about me I want a babe in the movies Under me Got to stretch out cookin' I can set you free Cause a fool I'd never be Cause a fool I'd never be Yeh-yeh, yeah. |
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| 10. |
| 3:18 |
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| 11. |
| 5:58 |
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(Bruce Stephens)
All those weekend images tuggin' in the fog Midnight flood your eyes off just to buy me a jug Weekend soon behind me telling me to explore Come on Saturday freedom open up your door. (One day a week just isn't enough.) Evening's at the bus stop With the traffic lights so red While the day's ships hunger Faces filled with dread At tomorrow's sunrise Each must resume his task Do they break my soul Medusa I just gotta ask. (One day a week just isn't enough.) Saturday Freedom always soon fades Do me a favor, Please stay away Saturday freedom, six days to behold Don't leave so quickly, You never grow old. Wooo-wooo Ahh, Wooo-wooo Ahh Wooo-wooo Ahh, Wooo-wooo Ahh Wooo-wooo Ahh, Wooo-wooo Ahh Wooo-wooo Ahh, Wooo-wooo Ahh! I think that it's mistaken to say freedom's unsold And if you feel the same way too, Truth is never told I can't wait, We just gotta have it Hey, but it's free Come on Saturday freedom Give my girl to me. (One day a week just isn't enough.) Saturday Freedom always soon fades Do me a favor, Please stay away Joys of the kill are ours to hold Saturday freedom, mine to behold Saturday freedom, six days to behold Don't leave so quickly, Never grow old Saturday freedom seven days a week Saturday freedom seven days a week I want it, Saturday freedom seven days a week Saturday freedom seven days a week Saturday freedom seven days a week Gimme Saturday freedom seven days a week Saturday freedom seven days a week Saturday freedom seven days a week. |
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| 12. |
| 3:19 |
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(Norman Mayall & Kent Housman)
Some people talk about the blues They're just handing you their news It's the call of our love But no matter how we try We just try to get high Cause the good times are so hard to find. Have you got the time to share Have you taken proper care Of your body, anybody? No one seems to see the signs They reject them every time Cause the good times are so hard to find. Good times are so hard to find! Good times are so hard to find! Good times. When I think of fun I think of you Find out I can make it new The light, just one night Getting' on which is hers Getting' harder everyday Cause good times are so hard to find. Some people talk about the blues They're just handing you their news It's the call of our love But no matter how we try We just try to get high Cause the good times are so hard to find. Good times are so hard to find! Good times are so hard to find! Good times are so hard to find! Good times are so hard to find! |
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| 13. |
| 4:48 |
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(Gary L. Yoder & G.R. Grelecki) I'm the pilot of this plane Spread my wings at the break of day Fly by night, sleep by day Oh baby, won't you take me away. I gotta move Put on my traveling shoes Somebody's calling me now You see I'm wandering by Fly by Earth through the sky. I'm the pirate of the seven seas Take it home baby, give me a squeeze Too many virgins tied in their hold Come on baby, won't you break out the gold. I gotta move Put on my traveling shoes Somebody's calling me now Sail out on the breeze Just take what I please. Eagle's nest, falcon's row Turn his mark and the throw is gone Rise and fall on the rockin' lift Caesar's den, better break out the rest. I gotta move Put on my traveling shoes Somebody's calling me now Ain't you wondering why From a wave of goodbye. I'm the pilot, fly the space machine Astral burners flaming in my gin Light is flashin' come spin me away Oh, baby won't you leave me a ray. I gotta move Put on my traveling shoes Somebody's calling me now They say I'm wandering by Shoot right up with a sigh, yeh. AAHHHHHG........ WHEW........ AAHHHHHG........ AAHHHHH........ AAHHHHH........AH AHH....AHH....AAHHHHH........(UH!) |
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| 14. |
| 3:57 |
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(Gary L. Yoder & G.R. Grelecki)
I don't have to have no preacher To tell me there ain't no good lovin' you Your snake-eye touches the ladder Everybody tells me it's true. You're gonna need You're gonna bleed Somebody like me. I don't need my old school teacher To learn me in your evil ways I sing right back to the jungle Hang it up on Even Street. You're gonna need You're gonna feed Somebody like me. Way down deep in the jungle Swingin' from tree to tree You find me chasing around there Trying to even the score. You're gonna need I'm gonna please Somebody like you. (Heh-ho, Wah-wah, Wah-wah-wah, Oo-uh, Oo-uh, Oo-uh, Oo-uh Oh-oh, Eee-Eee, Meow, Ooh-ooh, Ha-huh-huh, Suck-suck-suck, Oink! Hnch! Enwoooo! Oo-oo-oo-oo, Ah-ah-ah-ah, I'm gonna scratch ya, scratch ya.) |
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| 4:20 |
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(Norman Mayall, Gary L. Yoder, & G.R. Grelecki)
Yes I am the Hiway Man I played my hand and I won Rode on down from Richmond Join the other side War was raging out 1865 Riding, cloak is flying Slapping in he breeze. Money, give me all you have Maybe I'll take your life Cause the Hiway Man cuts quickly Through the night. (Hate myself, choose the road Won't you fall this way Captain Walter understands Wash your feet and pray.) Money, give me all you have Cause the Hiway Man cuts quickly through the night. Riding down a country road I race the silver moon Chasin' shadows 'cross the field Dogs coming soon Kick my horse and wail out loud The fog was rolling by The dust did blow, the gold was mined The lady, heard her cry. Money, give me all you have Maybe I'll save your life Cause the Hiway Man's not sure how long to last. Sing easy towards the sun You know we'll find our way (Gotta find my way)(HA HA) I got to hide away (HA HA) (Got to hide away) When the lightning strikes You know we'll find our way (Got to find my way) Ooooo! Money, give me all you have Cause the Hiway Man comes soon Cause the Hiway Man cuts quickly Through the night. Whooo, yeeeeeaaahh, ow, bye-bye, whoo, see you later, ooohhh, Woooo, woooo-woooo, wooo-wooo. |
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| 5:39 |
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It's not the Devil that you conjure
When you turn your back on me You'll just be looking in the shadows I'm the light, I'm the light I'm the only one you'll see. Speak to you through illusions, babe You must tune yourself to me You mustn't waste your time with all you've seen I'm the light, I'm the light And this is just one of my dreams. It's one foot in the astral world Other one in the grave 'Till you see my light 'Till you see my light It's one hand for all mankind While the other holds the flame 'Till you see my light 'Till you see my light 'Till you see my light. I play the master game I hold the key to time Do you see my light, baby You have the greatest scene Ten thousand times. It's one foot in the astral world Other one in the breeze 'Till you see my light 'Till you see my light It's one hand for all mankind While the other holds the flame 'Till you see my light 'Till you see my light 'Till you see my light. I'm the light I'm the light I'm the only one you'll see 'Till you see my light 'Till you see my light 'Till you see my light I'm the light I'm the light I'm the only one you'll see. |
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