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| 4:35 | 
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| 2. |
| 2:43 | 
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When a man has a woman
and he doesn't really love her why does he burn inside when she starts to love another It's possession, It's possession. It's possession, It's possession. It's possession, It's possession. |
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| 3. |
| 4:51 |
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Listen to the clock beat as it ticks out time away,
And listen to the birds' laughter as they live for today, And listen to the heart beat as it beats our lives away. These are the things that we hear in our world, And these are the things that we hear in the time of our lives, In the time of our lives. And to us they are real, And for us they're ideal. How you doing people that passed on yesterday? Did you meet with justice on your judgement day? These are the things that we hear in our world, And these are the things that we hear in the time of our lives, In the time of our lives. And to us they are real, And for us they're ideal. Yes, to us, Without a doubt they're real. Without a doubt they're real. Without a doubt they're real! Words & Music by Doug Ingle and Ron Bushy |
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| 4. |
| 3:07 |
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Pegs of people line the street
A ball and chain around their feet Waitin' for a weekend treat But Easy Rider's got 'em all beat 'cause [Chorus] Easy rider, he's a glider (Easy) Freedom, every day (Rider) Easy rider, easy glider Lettin' the wind pay the way (that's all he ever does) Freedom! Freedom! Puts a rocket in his pocket At the dawn of day Needs a goodbye kiss in the mornin', mist You know the man can't stay. [Chorus] solo (Who'm I talkin' 'bout) Easy, easy, easy rider Easy, easy, easy rider Goin' easy, where you goin' Gettin' tired of being all alone Oh, the roads are calling you Back to where you belong Oh, ride on! Talkin' bout easy |
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| 5. |
| 2:55 |
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In-A-Gadda-Da-Vida, honey
Don't you know that I'm lovin' you In-A-Gadda-Da-Vida, baby. Don't you know that I'll always be true Oh, Won't you come with me And take my hand Oh, Won't you come with me And walk this land Please take my hand |
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