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I've sung the blues,
For every broken hearted lovesick dream For you, I've paid my dues, Workin' hard-sweat, blood and tears for you. So far away, so far away. I've had it all, And lost it all in one blackout night. I want it back, But I just can't seem to get it right. So far away, so far away. I've sung the blues, For every broken hearted lovesick dream For you, I've paid my dues, Workin' hard-sweat, blood and tears for you. |
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| 2. |
| 4:15 |
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I've been in love, but now I'm waiting
Don't ever want to worry about a thing I sit at home and I wonder Will I rise or will I go under Let it be me, if you're lonely Let it be me, your one and only Let it be me, to satisfy you Let it be me, if you're feelin' blue I've seen you around but you don't know me I've watched your life but can't always see I'll try and I'll try girl to love you And when we die you will have loved too Let it be me, if you're lonely Let it be me, your one and only Let it be me, to satisfy you Let it be me, if you're feelin' blue You know your friends talk bad about me Your folks say it's not supposed to be You know girl your life is going by fast Try to make it last Let it be me, if you're lonely Let it be me, your one and only Let it be me, to satisfy you Let it be me, if you're feelin' blue |
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| 3. |
| 5:47 |
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High school seemed like such a blur,
I didn't have much interest in sports or School elections. And in class I dreamed all day, About a rock 'n' roll weekend. And the girl in the front of the room, so close yet so far ya know she never seemed To notice That this silly school-boy crush Wasn't just pretend. Life goes by so fast, you only want to do what you think is right. Close your eyes and then it's past; (It's the) Story of my life. And I went down to my old neighborhood, The faces have all changed, there's no one left to talk to. And the pool hall I loved as a kid Is now a Seven Eleven. I went downtown to look for a job, I had no training, no experience to speak of. I looked at the holes in my jeans And turned and headed back. Life goes by so fast, you only want to do what you think is right. Close your eyes and then it's past; (It's the) Story of my life. Good times come and good times go, I only wish the good times would last a Little longer. I think about the good times we had And why they had to end. So I sit at the edge of my bed, I strum my guitar and I sing an outlaw Love song. Thinkin' 'bout what you're doin' now And when you're comin' back. |
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| 4. |
| 3:19 |
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Sick-boy, in his faded blue jeans,
Sick-boy, black leather jacket scene. Sick-boy, he's always in trouble With the law don't ya know Sick-boy, he carries a switch blade knife Sick-boy, likes to get into fights. Sick-boy, he'll go drinkin' With the boys all night long. [Chorus] Sick-boy, rides a big motorbike, Sick-boy, combs his hair up just right. Sick-boy, with tattoos up and Down his arms, don't ya know Sick-boy, he's got a girl wrapped around his arm, Sick-boy, with his street-like charm. Sick-boy, he'll make love to her All night long, don't ya know [Chorus] |
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| 5. |
| 3:51 |
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Love is a burning flame
And it makes the firery rain Bound by one desire I fell into a ring of fire [Chorus:] I fell into a burnin' ring of fire I fell down down down And the flames went higher And it burns burns burns That ring of fire That ring of fire The taste of love is sweet When hearts like ours meet I before ya like a child Oh, let the fire burn wild [Chorus] |
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| 6. |
| 5:43 |
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Well it's been ten years, and a thousand tears
And look at the mess I'm in A broken nose and a broken heart, An empty bottle of gin Well I sit and I pray In my broken down Chevrolet While I'm singin' to myself There's got to be another way Take away, take away Take away this ball and chain I'm lonely and I'm tired And I can't take any more pain Take away, take away Never to return again Take away, take away Take away this ball and chain Well I've searched and I've searched To find the perfect life- A brand new car and a brand new suit I even got me a little wife But wherever I have gone I was sure to find myself there You can run all your life But not go anywhere Take away, take away Take away this ball and chain I'm lonely and I'm tired And I can't take any more pain Take away, take away Never to return again Take away, take away Take away this ball and chain Well I'll pass the bar on the way To my dingy hotel room I spent all my money Been drinkin' since a half past noon I'll wake there in the mornin' Or maybe in the county jail Times are hard getting harder I'm born to lose and destined to fail Take away, take away Take away this ball and chain I'm lonely and I'm tired And I can't take any more pain Take away, take away Never to return again Take away, take away Take away this ball and chain |
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| 7. |
| 3:52 |
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I got friends who are in prison,
Friends who are dead. I'm gonna tell you something That I've often said. You know these things that happen, That's just the way it's supposed to be. And I can't help but wonder, Don't ya know it could of been me. I had me a good girl, Her kisses sweeter than wine. And I had always hoped That someday I'd make her mine. But she ran off and married, That's just the way it's supposed to be. And I can't help but wonder, Don't ya know it could of been me. Well the junkie-cops on first street, Sticks a needle in his arm. No, he never meant to do Anyone no harm. But he's buried six feet deep, That's just the way it's supposed to be. And I can't help but wonder, Don't ya know it could of been me. I had me a good girl, Her kisses sweeter than wine. And I had always hoped That someday I'd make her mine. |
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| 8. |
| 3:52 |
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Everywhere she goes people turn their heads
She's a knockout Everyone wishes she was sleeping in their beds She's a knockout When guys see her comin' they start spending their money She's a knockout But don't you know I'm the only one who can call her honey She's a knockout She's a knockout, She's a knockout She's exotic but not foreign, built like an old Cadillac She's a knockout Once she's left your life she ain't never comin' back She's a knockout With her black silk stockings and her high heeled shoes She's a knockout Once she's left your life you'll surely sing the blues She's a knockout She's a knockout, She's a knockout Some friends were tellin' me, just the other day They walk right up to her, they don't know what to say And when she calls me (hear a ring on the telephone) I'll be there waiting for her, sitting at home All alone All alone In the night clubs baby when the lights shine down She's a knockout If the feeling ain't right she don't even come around She's a knockout When she walks down the aisles you know her Hips begin to sway She's a knockout Come on little baby I'll show you the way She's a knockout She's a knockout, She's a knockout |
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| 9. |
| 3:15 |
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I saw her today
Oh God I miss her smile A pleasant memory Of the things in life worthwhile, things worthwhile We used to walk and we used to talk We used to laugh and we used to cry And there will always be a place in my heart for her I thought of her today Of the years together spent A pleasant memory Of the places we went, the places we went We used to walk and we use to talk We used to laugh and we used to cry And there will always be a place in my heart for her I saw her today Oh God I miss her smile A pleasant memory Of the things in life worthwhile, things worthwhile We used to walk and we used to talk We used to laugh and we used to cry And there will always be a place in my heart for you |
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| 10. |
| 3:42 |
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It'll take you as high as the Heavens
It'll take you to the depths of Hell It'll make you friends, it'll take your friends Who will never live to tell [Chorus] Drug train, drug train The train's first stop is pleasure, The second stop is fun But in a jail cell baby or a hospital bed You'll need hope 'cause you ain't got none [Chorus] Drug train, drug train The train passes through the graveyard, May the loved ones rest in peace For the last stop baby is a violent crash And hard times they never cease [Chorus] Drug train, drug train |
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