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1. |
| 2:45 | ||||
Sometimes in the mornin'
when shadows are deep I lie here beside you just watching you sleep And sometimes I whisper what I'm thinking of My cup runneth over with love Sometimes in the evening when you do not see I study the small things you do constantly I memorize moments that I'm fondest of My cup runneth over with love In only a moment we both will be old We won't even notice the world turning cold And so, in these moments with sunlight above My cup runneth over with love My cup runneth over with love With love |
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2. |
| 4:00 | ||||
3. |
| 2:33 | ||||
4. |
| 2:51 | ||||
5. |
| 2:57 | ||||
6. |
| 2:45 | ||||
7. |
| 3:41 | ||||
Hallelujah! Hallelujah!, Hallelujah!
From the canyons of the mind, We wander on and stumble blindly Through the often-tangled maze Of starless nights and sunless days, While asking for some kind of clue Or road to lead us to the truth, But who will answer? Side by side two people stand, Together vowing, hand-in-hand That love's imbedded in their hearts, But soon an empty feeling starts To overwhelm their hollow lives, And when they seek the hows and whys, Who will answer? On a strange and distant hill, A young man's lying very still. His arms will never hold his child, Because a bullet running wild Has struck him down. And now we cry, "Dear God, Oh, why, oh, why?" But who will answer? High upon a lonely ledge, a figure teeters near the edge, And jeering crowds collect below To egg him on with, "Go, man, go!" But who will ask what led him To his private day of doom, And who will answer? (Chorus) If the soul is darkened By a fear it cannot name, If the mind is baffled When the rules don't fit the game, Who will answer? Who will answer? Who will answer? Hallelujah! Hallelujah!, Hallelujah! In the rooms of dark and shades, The scent of sandalwood pervades. The colored thoughts in muddled heads Reclining in the rumpled beds Of unmade dreams that can't come true, And when we ask what we should do, Who... Who will answer? 'Neath the spreading mushroom tree, The world revolves in apathy As overhead, a row of specks Roars on, drowned out by discotheques, And if a secret button's pressed Because one man has been outguessed, Who will answer? Is our hope in walnut shells Worn 'round the neck with temple bells, Or deep within some cloistered walls Where hooded figures pray in halls? Or crumbled books on dusty shelves, Or in our stars, or in ourselves, Who will answer? (Repeat Chorus Below) If the soul is darkened By a fear it cannot name, If the mind is baffled When the rules don't fit the game, Who will answer? Who will answer? Who will answer? Hallelujah! Hallelujah!, Hallelujah! |
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8. |
| 2:05 | ||||
In the fury of the moment when the words of wrath rang out When my mind was filled with questions and my head was filled with doubt I can still see sadness heartbreak and the sorrow in your eyes How can flowers live in darkness how can I apologize For the blackness I created in a world that used to shine I have wilted all the roses and I spoiled all the wine Just get out your magic pencil and erase the clouded skies Just draw a picture of me saying I Apologize Give me back the words I spoke in haste Give them back our love will go to waste give them back See the flowers reappearing through the shrouds of dark and gloom As I hear your words forgiving me and watch the roses bloom After time has lost this moment and we have mended broken ties I will still be on my knees saying I Apologize Give me back the words I spoke in haste Give them back our love will go to waste give them back |
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9. |
| 2:39 | ||||
(Guitar riff)
Ba da da.....ba da da Ba da da.....ba da da da Well, I'm the son of a traveling man And though I'm partially shackin' Railroad whistles and freighter horns Turn me on, and I'm packing Seattle, Savannah Orlando or anywhere Chicago, St. Louis Sheboygan, I'm going there Though I know that I love you And the feeling's so good If you love me too I'm warning you Don't count em forever We can have a ball together But if fun time??? come admitten' comes a feeling I'll be splitting Tacoma, Pomona Don't know where I'm heading for There's one thing I'm sure of Just as soon as I get there, baby I'll be feeling like Traveling on once more Baby, now that you understand Well, there's no reason for sorrow You know, I'm the son of a travelin' man Here today, gone tomorrow From Boston to Charleston Wherever the four winds blow I'm restless, I'm ready There's a rainbow for me to follow Anywhere that it leads me I must go! Milwaukee, Muskegon Miami, the heart is there Atlanta, New Orleans Columbus or anywhere Biloxi or Philly Toledo I'm going there (Fade) |
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10. |
| 2:09 | ||||
11. |
| 2:51 | ||||
12. |
| 3:20 | ||||
13. |
| 2:56 | ||||
14. |
| 2:37 | ||||