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| 2. |
| 3:33 |
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| 3. |
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(D)Childhood often seemed a (G)pain to (D)me
so hard (A)waiting to be (D) grown (D) childhood climbed up in a (G) white oak (D)tree (G)I blinked (A)once and it was (D)gone Airplane flyin across the midnight sky His tiny lights blinked off and on I watched 'im move across the moon on high I blinked once and it was gone (A)gone (Bm)gone (G) I blinked (A)once and it was (D)gone A girl I'd met was all I cared for , friends I called her my very own We went down to hear the band begin I blinked once and she was gone gone gone I blinked once and it was gone I won big money on the gamblin wheel And I thought i's sittin on a throne big john told me bout his condo deal I blinked once and It was gone gone gone I blinked once and it was gone the nineteen seventies was ten long years was ten long years to sing a song It kicked off madly with a new Year's cheer I blinked once and it was gone gone gone I blinked once and it was gone now old man's talkin bout a gun he'd shot an' he weren't much more than skin an bone lyin there breathin on this worn out cot I blinked once and he was gone gone gone, I blinked once and he was gone |
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| 4. |
| 3:31 |
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Sometimes I'm so weary
Sometimes I'm so low If not for your sweet love I think I would move to Mexico TV shows a city And everything is down Find your friends and families 'Neath this earthquake shaken town Mexico, Mexico Down the highway, down the line 'Cross that border Back in time to Mexico Sometimes I'm so weary How can I complain? All they got is a cardboard box To sleep in when it rains Who will tell his mother? Who will take the news? Who will bring his [Incomprehensible] is gone? Black and all her blues Mexico, Mexico Down the highway, down the line 'Cross that border Back in time to Mexico Sometimes I'm so weary I must be insane Ship me down to Mexico And show me 'bout some pain Mexico, Mexico Down the highway, down the line 'Cross that border Back in time to Mexico Mexico, Mexico |
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| 3:18 |
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| 6. |
| 3:41 |
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I'll lock myself away and not face one more day
Dm On the streets of this town G And all I've got to lose, is a feelin' called the blues C And a little ol' frown; I signed your dotted line and did my best at tryin', Dm Givin' all I could give G And all I've gotten back is this feelin' that I lack C What I'm needing to live Dm C And you say you don't see it when a grown man starts to cry, Dm F G You turn your face away and you walk on by. I found myself a girl who brightened up my world >From december to may And then ran off with Jim, but I'll defer to him And his purple beret 'Cause he knows how to wheel and dealand not to feel When he's knockin' you down And I know he'll succeed ' cause thats just what you need On the streets of this town And you say you don't see it when a grown man starts to cry, You turn your face away and you walk on by. I'll lock myself away and not face one more day On the streets of this town And all I've got to lose, is a feelin' called the blues That's been going around; I fit your crazy norm and wore your uniform Where you told me to go And got back in return this here feelin' that I've learned What the Indians know And you say you don't see it when a grown man starts to cry, You turn your face away and you walk on by. |
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| 3:44 |
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I need hope to hold up my head in this town
I need faith to get out of bed when I'm down When my dreams are falling And all that I've tried has gone wrong Oh I need love to move on ahead and be strong I need hope to look for the good through the bad I need faith to know I ain't lost what I had When they've lied and cheat me, and tear what I care for in two I need love to rise up above and renew I need hope - hope against sorrow I need faith - faith in tomorrow I need a whole lotta love I need hope to go where I know I should be I need faith to know there's an answer for me When my skies are falling and clouds of despair start to form I need love to weather the wilds of the storm I need hope - hope against sorrow I need faith - faith in tomorrow I need a whole lotta love |
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| 8. |
| 3:33 |
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| 9. |
| 3:45 |
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| 10. |
| 4:39 |
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The world is too much with you all of the time
You got no space for grace inside of your mind Somethings can't be conquered so your thoughts all sayin' But if you search your heart you'll find a way Compared to how things were here something is wrong But we're here now and that means then he is now gone Don't wanna take gloom for granted Don't wanna bridge time to time And if you search your heart you'll ease your mind You know that those golden days of fall give way to Frozen nights of howlin' sounds of wind that have their way No matter what those silver bells of Christmas tell you But remember what you don't know And don't take it all too hard there may be things behind Your skies can show you sights no eyes can see No words can say so just behold these golden days These days of fall these golden days these golden Clear blue autumn days You walk on old childhood sidewalks looking for clues Till someone stairs and swears you couldn't be you You've been down the long way you know times are tough But if you search your heart you'll find I say If you search your heart you'll find I say If you search your heart you'll find enough |
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| 5:34 |
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| 12. |
| 4:08 |
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Saddle up that old grey mare for me
I wanna ride until these eyes of mine can't see I never really feel like looking very much anymore And nothing really matters till it's closer than the house next door... People talk a lot, but they can never find the heart and the soul To put a lot of time into more than just a search for gold The river's flowing dirty and it's moving down to Pass Christian There used to be a time when it's water was a healing hand... Born too late and everything you know is gone, gone Born too late and everything you know is wrong I've got a wife in Cleveland and she hates my guts And everything about her's a reflection of what drove me nuts I stopped to buy a beer inside the trading post and lost my keys that somber wooden indian by the door began to laugh at me... My silver Catalina's busy rusting in the cool night air he's only got a few more miles beneath his hood out there I stood a while beside him and I thought about his thirst for oil I thought about his greed for speed and how we've all got spoiled/ |
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| 3:37 |
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| 14. |
| 3:30 |
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A min Poor ole surrender G Mimosa, fin'ly burnt out by the A min sun I feel pretty burnt C out myself when the G long, hot summer is A min done A min summertime's long been my G fav'rite, now I can't grab it no A min more can't find no time for C a fish on the line or that G swing in the old A min Sycamore I'm in such a F hurry now it C starts to G worry me stop an' smell the roses? A min baby I can't hardly see F no, I aint forgotten just how good it all can be, but G I've got so much A min responsibility baby, you know how I'm G working, sorry I'm busy so A min much sorry those days when the C world went our way are so G hard to return to A min an'touch maybe our future looks G bright er, maybe our ship will come A min in maybe these years an'these C muletrain careers will be G things we wont think about A min then but I'm in such a F hurry now it C starts to worry G me stop an' smell the roses? A min baby I can't hardly see F no, I aint forgotten just how good it all can be, but G I've got so much A min responsibility F competition's heavy on a hard line wreckin'crew A min the good ones never leave an'still there's always some one new F pressure comes down hard up on a top notch rivet team G we don't get time to pace ourselves, we don't stand around and A min dream Poor ole surrender G Mimosa, fin'ly burnt out by the A min heat I feel pretty burnt C out myself when I G make that ole turn down A min our street summertime's long been my G fav'rite, now it's ole autumn A min I love summertime fun on some C beach in the sun is not G somethin' I'm seein' much A min of I'm in such a F hurry now it C starts to worry G me stop an' smell the roses? A min baby I can't hardly see F no, I aint forgotten just how good it all can be, but G I've got so much A min responsibility Hints: forefinger and small finger 'work' on 5th string throughout the song; solo is on 1st string, 0-3-5 0-3-5. |
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| 3:15 |
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Intro:
Down comes the pounding rain, and dark are the skies up above me But you'll be mine when the sun shines Racing to catch late trains, and waiting while crowds push and shove me But you'll be mine when the sun shines When the sun shines and I see your face All my long nights will melt into space Nobody speaks my name soft like it sounds when you love me But you'll be mine when the sun shines When the sun shines and I see your face All my long nights will melt into space And that's when I won't look back And I won't sing a thing about sorrow Cause you'll be mine when the sun shines Train on a countdown track still a few miles from tomorrow But you'll be mine when the sun shines And you'll be mine when the sun shines |
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| 4:10 |
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I need me a destination
I ain't the kinda cat's gon' Just jump in his car and drive I'm usin' my transportation So then when am I going to arrive? And I guess it's just The American in me And I guess it's just Said the way I'm at to be And I guess it's just They're stoppin' me out on the freeway They ask of me what I do And where the hell I'm bound I used to get a lot more leeway Hey well now I get a lot more down And I guess it's just The American in me And I guess it's just Said the way I'm at to be And I guess it's just The off ramp backed up miles today And the carbon fumes Were drifting towards the sky The sky began to cry And the thunder booms And I'm back once again on the car lot And I ain't even paid for that thing I drove up in yet Well I might make a trade and I might not But I know I'll remain in debt And I guess it's just The American in me And I guess it's just Say the way I'm at to be And I guess it's just, yeah And I guess it's just The American in me And I guess it's just Yeah the way I'm at to be And I guess it's just, yeah |
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| 3:44 |
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The world is new in your newborn eyes
You got no shame and you tell no lies Your slate is clean and your mind is free Your soul is pure let it shine on me Let it shine, oh baby, baby Let it shine, yes let the whole thing breathe Let it shine, baby A concrete town and a deep blue sea A highway sign and some lonesome trees The mountains reach and the rivers flow They wait for you in the year's too long Let it shine, yeah baby, baby Let it shine, let the whole thing breathe Just let it shine, oh baby Prayers up to a God Prayers up to a God Prayers up to a God to your soul for the key Sad old city moon Sad old city moon Sad old city moon Sit down, down watched you sleep Yes you little baby You'll travel up and you'll travel down Walk the road while the world spins around With twinkling stars high above your head You'll live and die and you'll end up dead Let it shine, oh baby, baby Let it shine, yes, let the whole thing breathe Let it shine, oh baby ------------- Lyrics Powered by LyricFind Written By FORBERT, S. STEPHEN <i>Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group</i> |
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| 3:45 |
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| 2:58 |
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You've got a lotta detail in your life, of late you find
Hey, now that you got kids, well, things loom larger in your mind You make your best decisions in the time that you're allowed And still get caught at Christmas in that final countdown crowd It's always problems everywhere, you're juggling everyone You do your best each day but when the sun goes down it's done, it's done And then what slips through the cracks is just gonna go ahead and fall Don't let it keep you up nights when you know my friend You cannot win 'em all, oh no Exterminator, lawyer, doctor, daycare, dental bill Hey, now that you're essential, have you made yourself a will? You gotta have insurance just to drive your car to work And wind up down in court with some bad actor, neck brace jerk It's always problems everywhere, you're juggling everyone You do your best each day but when the sun goes down it's done, it's done And then what slips through the cracks is just gonna go ahead and fall Don't let it keep you up nights when you know my friend You cannot win 'em all, oh no Can't no one stop that airport that they're building over there? Those planes won't hardly clear your trees and noise will fill the air So set your sights on silent nights and greener pastures still So much for your retirement dreams on Oakview Pleasant Hill It's always problems everywhere, you're juggling everyone You do your best each day but when the sun goes down it's done, it's done And then what slips through the cracks is just gonna go ahead and fall Don't let it keep you up nights when you know my friend You cannot win 'em all, oh no, oh no |
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| 1:55 |
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| 21. |
| 2:56 |
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Daybreak has beautifully broken
Boy, what a weird look of roots Pressure like this you might not even wish Of the locker room bullies at school Life heats up hard than the fire lane Drink nitroglycerin punch It's been a few plates and shake hands with the snake While you're runnin' in place eating lunch Maybe everything's fine if you follow And then you don't get in the way And you give it your best And then you get you some rest There's tomorrow is a new working day Some guys fear Capital Gains Tax Some people more then get by Watching through gates from their seaside estates They're amazed at how hard you still try Keep shifting gears and remember Rome wasn't build in a week And everyone's wild for the woman's big smile With these rolling down hills, won't see peaks Maybe everything's fine if you follow And then you don't get in the way And you give it your best And then you get you some rest 'Cause tomorrow is a new working day Live long enough in your own world Then you'll have come very far And then you'll be someone's called probably know something And no one will care what you are Make all your rounds and keep rolling What good will breaking down do You say you feel weird and your fate's disappeared It's probably just a new stream of the flu Maybe everything's fine if you follow And then you don't get in the way You give it your best And then you get you some rest 'Cause tomorrow's the new working day You give it your best And then you get you some rest 'Cause tomorrow's the new working day |
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