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When we got married back in 1944
We’d board that Silverliner below Baltimore Trip to Virginia on a sunny honeymoon Nobody cares about the railroads anymore We’d tip the porter for a place of our own Then send a postcard to your mommy and dad back back home Mmm, it did something to you when you’d hear that “All aboard” Nobody cares about the railroads anymore Woo-ee, woo-oo-oo-ee, woo-ee Woo-ee, woo-oo-oo-ee, woo-ee We had a daughter and you oughtta see her now She has a boyfriend who looks just like my gal Sal And when they’re married they won’t need us anymore They’ll board an aeroplane and fly away from Baltimore Woo-ee, woo-oo-oo-ee, woo-ee Woo-ee, woo-oo-oo-ee, woo-ee When we got married back in 1944 We’d board that Silverliner below Baltimore Trip to Virginia on a sunny honeymoon Nobody cares about the railroads anymore La la la la-la la-la-la la la bye-bye La la la la-la la-la-la la la don’t cry Mmm, it did something to you when you’d hear that “All aboard” Nobody cares about the railroads anymore |
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Open your window and take a deep sigh
Think about letting the rest of the world go fly a kite Taking it easy, is easy as pie And holding your hand is such a natural high I sent flowers, we spent hour We spent hours, I sent flowers We could be happy alone in a tent Think of the money we'd save on rent Living is easy, as easy as pie And holding your hand is such a natural high |
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She wakes up, she finds herself sleeping in a doorway
Wondering how she ever got that way She fights her tears away, then prays for no more sorrow Will tomorrow be the same as yesterday She tasted from the tree of life which lead to hunger Now she wonders how she'll ever carry on She thinks about the life she knew when she was younger Heaven help her now those days are long since gone She wakes up, she finds herself sleeping next to no one And it's no fun when there's no one's there to see She looks down at her feet, "My God, they sure look dirty 7:30, time to be or not to be" She cries out, "Won't somebody listen to my story Mournin' glories aren't supposed to happen today She wakes up, she finds herself sleeping in a doorway Wondering how she ever got that way |
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Maybe
Maybe you wouldn't believe it if only I'd change Say I'm acting just like a kid Well maybe I'm doing what I'm doing 'cause I done what I did when I was a kid Maybe Maybe Maybe I'm foolin' myself more than anyone can Maybe you've found another man Well how can you enjoy his touch knowin' that I love you so much? Baby Baby Whoa, baby I could learn to love your mother And your mother's sister And if she visit other relatives, I swear I'd miss her And every day before I go to work, I'd stop and kiss her Maybe Maybe Oh, maybe Maybe Things would be better if only a letter would come Happiness is easier for some I promise I will try to please ya Can't you see how much I need ya? Baby Baby if you wanna hurt me Laugh at me, but don't desert me Baby Baby if you don't believe me Laugh at me, but please don't leave me |
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I'll say goodbye to all my sorrow
And by tomorrow I'll be on my way I guess the Lord must be in New York City I'm so tired of getting nowhere Seein' my prayers goin' unanswered I guess the Lord must be in New York City Well, here I am, Lord, knockin' at your back door, hmm Ain't it wonderful to be where I've always wanted to be? For the first time, I'll breathe free Here in New York City Say goodbye to all my sorrow And by tomorrow I'll be on my way I guess the Lord must be in New York City So tired of getting nowhere And seein' my prayers goin' unanswered I guess the Lord must be in New York City Well, here I am, Lord, knockin' at your back door, hmm Ain't it wonderful to be where I've always wanted to be? For the first time, I'll breathe free Here in New York City |
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My baby left this morning
With everything I had She didn't give me no warning That's why I feel so bad Oh, I need her! I need her! I need some sympathy I need her! I love ya! Come and sit by me That's a tape That we made But I'm sad to say, it never made the grade That was me Third guitar I wonder where the others are Vine Street We used to live there Vine Street She made perfume in the back of her room While me and my group Would sit out on the stoop And we'd play for her The songs she liked best to have us play On Vine Street Vine Street The crack of the backbeat on Vine Street Swing along on the wings of a song Lyin' secure, self-righteous and sure While we've things to say And the people would pay to have us play On Vine Street |
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Newman
The milk truck hauls the sun up, the paper hits the door The subway shakes my floor and I think about you Time to face the dawning gray of another lonely day It's so hard living without you. It's so hard, it's so hard It's so hard living without you. Everyone's got something, they're trying to get some more They got something to get up for but I ain't about to Nothin's gonna happen, nothin's gonna change It's so hard living without you. It's so hard, it's so hard It's so hard living without you. It's so hard, it's so hard So hard. |
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