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When all the faces are filled with joy
Life's a holiday, whoa yeah Now I'm feeling more and more this way As morning leads the day I say oh boy Now the darkest night has run to hiding shadows Sunbeams come a dancing in the aisle Here comes her majesty and royal sunshine Arising in the wind of heaven's child Good morning to you Good morning to you Good morning to you Good morning to you Here we are in our places With bright, shining faces And in our eyes is the new day Good morning Good, good, good, good morning Good, good, good, good morning Good, good, good, good morning Yeah |
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When I think of all the things I've done
And I know that it's only just begun Those smiling faces You know, I just can't forget them But I love you When I think of all the things I've seen And I know that it's only the beginning You know, those smiling faces I just can't forget them But for now I love you Just for a little while Oh baby, just to see you smile Just for a little while When I think of all the things I've done And I know, that it's only just begun Oh, smiling faces, Jesus You know, I can't forget them But for now, I love you Watch this minute, baby Now I love you At least for now I love you ------------- Lyrics Powered by LyricFind Written By KERSHAW/MILLER <i>Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC</i> |
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Gonna leave the city put my troubles behind
People in the city goin' out of their minds Goin' to the country just to feel like gold People in the country really let themselves go Hey, ho, one thing I know People in the country got one thing for sure Hey, ho, one thing I know Every mother's child really lets himself go Goin' to the country and leavin' right away No time to talk I got to make a getaway Gonna leave the city it's a crime and a shame People in the city are goin' insane Hey, ho, one thing I know Every mother's child really lets himself go Hey, ho, one thing I know People in the country really let themselves go Joining hands Making plans Come on down Look around |
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Sittin' here thumbin' through the pages of a magazine
The pages tell me come right away, you know what I mean The air is so spacey, the ladies are lacey And there is nothing you gotta do But eat hot chili Hot chili is groovy After a movie or watching TV But when you order South of the border Soon you see It's hotter than noon It will melt your spoon So buddy, you better get ready For eatin' hot chili It's not silly To eat hot chili Passport in hand I made my plan to get away Hopped on a plane Rode out of the rain the very same day Soon as I landed My wish it was granted Lovely senoritas always drinkin' tequila, yeah, yeah, yeah And eatin' hot chili Eatin' hot chili I love hot chili Ooh I love it hot chili Hot chili, ooh |
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Sittin' gettin' higher in the back of a limousine
While people all around me They are finding it harder to dream Impossible people seen only in nightmares Are beginning to make it real And disorder keeps fadin' The times they are changin' Well, I wish I was behind the wheel So I could live it just a little bit longer Do my best to make our love stronger In a while I know it's gonna change We've got to live it just a little bit longer Do our best to make our love stronger In a while I know it's gonna change Well, time and time and time again I've been stuck out in the rain But life has been so doggone sweet There's no reason to complain But the time has come for all to be one Yes, we can talk about it now And from the middle of the mess Here comes one more guess And I know it's gonna work somehow If we can live it just a little bit longer Do our best to make our love stronger In a while I know it's gonna change We've got to live it just a little bit longer Do our best to make our love stronger In a while I know it's gonna change Cause we've gotta live it just a little bit longer Do our best to make our love stronger In a while I know it's gonna change We've got to live it just a little bit longer Do our best to make our love stronger In a while I know it's gonna change Now who would ever believe it could happen Right here in my hometown Especially when it's so far north Of the Mason-Dixon line But some of the people they just won't forget While others slip into regret And if things keep goin' the way they're goin' I just might get killed yet But I wanna live it just a little bit longer Do my best to make our love stronger In a while I know it's gonna change We've got to live it just a little bit longer Do our best to make our love stronger In a while I know it's gonna change And in a while I know it's gonna change And in a while I know it's gonna change |
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Pack my bags
Don't be too slow I should have quit you baby A long time ago Left you flat And split for Mexico Don't try to stop me Child, you're talkin' too fast You and your friends babe You are a thing in my past You're much too slow I'm goin' to Mexico I've got four or five hundred miles to go Down that southbound highway '53 Studebaker goin' for broke I'm pushin' it night and day I've had enough of your lies To last a long, long time You and your mother, babe You're like a nursery rhyme You're much too slow I'm goin' to Mexico Yeah, come on baby Yeah |
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You have a cup of coffee and another cigarette
You're waiting for your baby but she hasn't shown yet And if she doesn't make it, well you've got no regrets Because you can't win or lose if you ain't made no bets And then she comes in walkin' lookin' fine as you please You wanna stop and drop right down on your knees And say baby Whoa You say you never worry cause you don't need a home Don't need an address, don't need a phone And you don't have to worry 'bout bein' alone Cause you can make your music on a ten cent comb And then she comes in walkin' lookin' fine as you please You wanna stop and drop right down on you knees And say baby Whoa |
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Feel like I'm livin' under some kind of hex
Livin' in here in this industrial military complex Doesn't really help when I read Time magazine Cause they only distort the scene The sky is so hazy I can't even see the sun Livin' here is like livin' under a gun I really do wonder 'bout the United Nations Why don't they face the situations I'm a troubadour Lookin' for a dream I'm a troubadour Lookin' for some dream Lord, I'm so tired of payin' all of these dues From Sunday to Sunday all I hear is bad news Tired of the war and those industrial fools Got to make it better cause I've got nothin' to lose Ain't too clear to pay my income taxes 'Specially when I know it goes to kill the masses Love to hear the President make it perfectly clear How the donkeys and the elephants are police up here I'm a troubadour Lookin for a dream I'm a troubadour Lookin for some dream Lord, I'm so tired of payin' all of these dues From Sunday to Sunday all I hear is bad news Tired of the war and those industrial fools I've got to make it better cause I've got nothin' lose Won't somebody help me cause I've gotten in my shoes Those industrial military complex blues |
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I was down in Nashville just payin' my dues
Headed for Ohio when I read the news 'Bout the people demonstrating 'gainst the President's views Four were shot down by the National Guard troops Just like Uncle Sam I put on my fighting shoes School shot down cause there's no more to lose Now we're headed to D.C. two by twos Cause those low down, profound, killin' four blues Lookin' for my Congressman to make it well known But the politicians already won't answer his telephone Making in his office while they're shooting kids down at home Worried about the voters but he won't be worried long Silent majority still glued to the tube Say CIA ain't lookin', FBI come unglued Shot some more in Jackson just to show the world what they can do While we're marching to D.C. cause there's too much to do Give peace a chance Give peace a chance There's no turnin' back my friend There's no turnin' back When the President said that the tear gas is gone The army's pulled out leavin' blood on the ground The streets are empty and the crying's died down You can be President if no one's around Just like Kow Kow, you've heard it before Get back gangster, don't you open that door Space Cowboy's back to tell you the score Nothing any good is gonna come from a war Got those low down, profound, killin' four blues Give peace a chance Give peace a chance Give peace a chance |
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When the wind blows you home
To the shores of home Will you be one of those Who killed another man When the wind blows you home To the shores of home Will you be one Who killed another man Killed another man Killed another man Killed another man If I can make it through this life If I can make it through this life If I can make it If I can make it I'll never kill another man As my time rolls out As my time rolls out If I can make it If I can make it I'll never kill another man with these hands Never kill another man |
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