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Now, Smackwater Jack, He bought a shotgun 'Cause he was in the mood For a little confrontation. He just a-let it all hang loose; He didn't think about the noose. He couldn't take no more abuse So he shot down the congregation. You can't talk to a man With a shotgun in his hand. Now, Big Jim the chief Stood for law and order. He called for the guard to come And surround the border. Now, from his bulldog mouth, As he led the posse south, Came the cry, "We got to ride To clean up the streets For our wives and our daughters!" You can't talk to a man When he don't wanna understand. No, no, no, no, no. The account of the capture Wasn't in the papers, But you know, they hanged ol' Smack right then Instead of later. You know, the people were quite pleased 'Cause the outlaw had been seized And on the whole, it was a very good year For the undertaker. You know, you know, you can't talk to a man With a shotgun in his hand. A shotgun in his hand. Smackwater Jack bought a shotgun. Yeah, Smackwater Jack bought a shotgun. Oh, Smackwater Jack, yeah. Talkin' 'bout Smackwater Jack, yeah. Talkin' 'bout a-Smackwater Jack, now. Talkin' 'bout Smack. Talkin' 'bout Jack. Smackwater Jack, yeah |
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| 3:20 |
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I feel the earth move Under my feet. I feel the sky tumblin' town. I feel my heart start To tremblin' whenever you're around. Ooh, baby, when I see your face, Mellow as the month of may, Oh, darlin', I can't stand it When you look at me that way. Hey, I feel the earth move Under my feet. I feel the sky tumblin' town. I feel my heart start To tremblin' whenever you're around. Ooh, darlin', when you're near me And you tenderly call my name, I know that my emotions Are somethin' I just can't tame. I just got to have ya, baby. Uh, uh, uh. Uh, uh, uh, yeah. I feel the earth move Under my feet. I feel the sky tumblin' town, a-tumblin' down. I feel the earth move Under my feet. I feel the sky tumblin' town, a-tumblin' down. I just a-lose control Down to my very soul. I get hot and cold All over, all over, all over, all over. I feel the earth move Under my feet. I feel the sky tumblin' town, a-tumblin' down. I feel the earth move Under my feet. I feel the sky tumblin' town, a-tumblin' down, A-tumblin' down, a-tumblin' down, A-tumblin' down, a-tumblin' down, Tumblin' down |
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| 3:14 |
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Sometimes you win sometimes you lose, and sometimes the blues just get a hold of you just when you though you had made it. All around the block people will talk, but I want to give it all that I've got I just don't want, I don't want to waste it. Talkin' 'bout sweet seasons on my mind. Sure does appeal to me. You know you can get there easily, just like a sailboat sailin' on the sea. 2. Sometimes you win, sometimes you lose, and most times you choose between the two wonderin', wonderin' if you have made it. But I'll have some kids and make my plans, and I'll watch the seasons running away and I'll build me a life in the open, a life in the country. add Talkin' 'bout sweet seasons, talkin' 'bout sweet, sweet, sweet seasons Talkin' 'bout ...... ( and fade) |
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| 2:49 |
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Meet me on the highway Meet me on the road AS long as you've got to travel Don't you ant someone to help you carry your load? First time out is a heady feeling White clouds under my feet Sailin' along like a south wind Over fields of whispering wheat Thinkin' alone on a Thursday morning Of peace and love and war I still don't have any answer But I don't get high anymore Meet me on the highway Meet me on the road As long as you've got to travel Don't you want someone to help you carry your load? SOme folks are forever movin' SOme folks gotta be still DOn't let it get you; there's joy in either So do what you will Everyone knows it's the same old feeling Worlds below the sea Just you and me and easy Is where I want to be Meet me on the highway Meet me on the road As long as you've got to travel Don't you want someone to help you carry your load? |
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| 3:36 |
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Green fields and rolling hills Room enough to do what we will Sweet dreams of yestertime are running though my mind Of a place I left behind, been so long, I can't remember when I've been to Canaan and I want to go back again Been so long, I'm living til |
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| 6. |
| 3:35 |
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Like some night bird homeward wingin He seeks the sheltered nest Like the sailor's lost horizon, He needs some place to rest The songs that he's been singin' No longer make much sense And those stranger's cold perceptions They've killed his confidence Nightingale, she sails away upon a sea of song Nightingale, SHE SERENADES HIS LONELY, LONELY LIFE ALONG When his tired voice is broken His golden hope is gone She makes a lost soul's simple longing somehow not so wrong Nightingale, nightingale He was strong, but he was taken By the thought of his success Those spotlights shadows How they lured him and took him like all the rest But that old dream don't look good now No it don't seem quite the same He needs to hear a tender word Won't you sing him home again Nightingale, she sails away up on a sea of song Nightingale, she serenades his lonely, lonely life along When his strength is slowly going, His pride is all but gone She makes a foolish dreamer listen to one last song Nightingale ooh sing sweet nightingale Oh, na, na, na, na Nightingale ooh sing sweet nightingaleIn my little town I grew up believing God keeps his eye on us all And he used to lean upon me As I pledged allegiance to the wall Lord I recall my little town Coming home after school Riding my bike past the gates of the factories My mom doing the laundry Hanging out shirts in the dirty breeze And after it rains there's a rainbow And all of the colors are black It's not that the colors aren't there It's just imagination they lack Everything's the same back in my little town In my little town I never meant nothing I was just my father's son Saving my money Dreamin of glory Twitching like a finger on a trigger of a gun Nothing but the dead and dying back in my little town Nothing but the dead and dying back in my little town Nothing but the dead and dying back in my little town |
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| 3:43 |
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Lift me, won't you lift me above the old routine; Make it nice, play it clean jazzman. When the jazzman's testifyin' a faithless man believes he can sing you into paradise or bring you to your knees. It's a gospel kind of feelin', a touch of Georgia slide, a song of pure revival and a style that's sanctified. Jazzman take my blues away; make my pain the same as yours with every change you play. Jazzman, oh jazzman. When the jazzman's signifyin', and the band is windin' low. It's the late night side of morning in the darkness of his soul. He can fill a room with sadness as he fills his horn with tears. He can cry like a fallen angel when risin' time is near. Jazzman take my blues away; make my pain the same as yours with every change you play. Oh lift me, won't you lift me with ev'ry turn around. Play it sweetly, take me down, oh jazzman |
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| 3:57 |
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Coraz? mi coraz? Coraz? mi coraz? Yo te quiero mi coraz? Coraz? mi coraz? Yo te quiero mi coraz? Coraz? mi coraz? Yo te quiero mi coraz? Espero que tu me quieras tambi? Coraz? Coraz? mi coraz? Coraz? mi coraz? Ay?ame mi coraz? Ay?ame te quiero, te quiero Coraz? |
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| 2:54 |
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Here I am
Carrying the child of our sweet love And you're far away That's how things go down But I want to see you again Though I've known Others in life who've made it on their own I'm afraid That's how things go down But I want to see you again Hey, with each day that passes by I pray that I will see you soon And you will be here with me To see the child being born Safe and sound All I can do is wait and hope that you'll Be around That's how things go down I want to see you again In the end All I can do is wait and hope that you'll Be around That's how things go down I want to see you again That's how things go down I want to see you again That's how things go down |
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| 3:29 |
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As I bask in the glow of a just-lit fire Feeling the warmth as the flames grow higher I think it's true that nothing is really new under the sun Watching a new love grow from old love's embers Yesterday's gone but today remembers Doesn't it seem to come down the same for everyone Only love is real Everything else illusion Adding to the confusion of the way we connive At being alive Tracing a line till we can define The thing that allows us to feel Only love is real Childhood dreams like muddy waters Flowing through me to my son and daughters Everything I ever thought is confirmed as truth to me Even as I see the way that I want to go now Still I had wished I had known what I know now Maybe I could have spared you Giving your youth to me Only love is real Everything else illusion Adding to the confusion of the way we connive At being alive Tracing a line till we can define The thing that allows us to feel Only love is real |
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