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from Mad About You (결혼 이야기) by Richard Kosinski [ost] (1997)
Don't know much about you
Don't know who you are We've been doing fine without you But,we could only go so far Don't know why you chose use Were you watching from above Is there someone there that knows us Said we'd give you all our love Will you laugh just like your mother Will you sigh like your old man Will some things skip a generation Like I've heard they often can Are you a poet or a dancer A devil or a clown Or a strange new combination of The things we've handed down I wonder who you'll look like Will your hair fall down and curl Will you be a mama's boy Or daddy's little girl Will you be a sad reminder of what's been lost along the way Maybe you can help me find her In the things you do and say And these things that we have given you They are not so easily found Oh, but you can thank us later For the things we've handed down You may not always be so grateful For the way that you were made Maybe some feature of your father's That you's gladly sell or trade And one day you may look at us And say that you were cursed But over time that line has been Extremely well rehearsed By our fathers, and their fathers In some old and distant town From places no one here remembers Come the things we've handed down The things we've handed down The things we've handed down |
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from The Prince & Me (내 남자친구는 왕자님) by Jennie Muskett [ost] (2004)
I want to be a man of the world
With blood in my veins and a hurt in my heart Out in the street with the noise and the dirt And the ones still looking for a brand new start Oh I've been sleeping far too long Hiding out in a palace of gold Show me one thing before I'm gone That can't be bought and can't be sold Show me how to come alive Show me how to make you mine 'Cause if you'd only be my girl I could be a man of the world Then I could be a man of the world |
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from The Prince & Me (내 남자친구는 왕자님) by Jennie Muskett [ost] (2004)
Well i hope that i dont fall in love with you
Cause falling in love just makes me blue Where the music plays a new display of hard for me to see I head a beer and now i hear you calling out for me And i hope that i dont fall in love with you Now the night does funny things inside a man These old tom cat feelings you dont understand I turn around a look at you you light a cigarette I wish i had the guts to bum one but we've never met And i hope that i dont fall in love with you I can see that you are lonesome just like me And it being late you'd like some company well i've had two i look At you and you look back At me the guy you're with is up And split that chair next to you is free And i hope that you dont fall in love with me Now it's closing time The music's fadding out Last call for drinks I have another staff I turn around and look at you You're no where to be found I search the place for your lost face And have another round And i think that i just fell in love with you |
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from I Write The Songs: 36 Singer Songwriters Performing... (2005)
Put on my blue suede shoes
And I boarded the plane Touched down in the land of the Delta Blues In the middle of the pouring rain W.C. Handy -- won't you look down over me Yeah I got a first class ticket But I'm as blue as a boy can be Then I'm walking in Memphis Walking with my feet ten feet off of Beale Walking in Memphis But do I really feel the way I feel Saw the ghost of Elvis On Union Avenue Followed him up to the gates of Graceland Then I watched him walk right through Now security they did not see him They just hovered 'round his tomb But there's a pretty little thing Waiting for the King Down in the Jungle Room (Chorus) They've got catfish on the table They've got gospel in the air And Reverend Green be glad to see you When you haven't got a prayer But boy you've got a prayer in Memphis Now Muriel plays piano Every Friday at the Hollywood And they brought me down to see her And they asked me if I would -- Do a little number And I sang with all my might And she said -- "Tell me are you a Christian child?" And I said "Ma'am I am tonight" (Chorus) Put on my blue suede shoes And I boarded the plane Touched down in the land of the Delta Blues In the middle of the pouring rain Touched down in the land of the Delta Blues In the middle of the pouring rain |
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from E.R (이알) by Marty Davich [ost] (1996)
Tonight I cried the tears of a child
Who knows what fear runs deep and wild Inside But the river's in flood tonight I lay down and the light streamed across my face I felt the beauty of some deeper grace And I tried To find my way to the other side I feel your skin as smooth as silk Drunk like a baby on his mama's milk Take me down under the wishing tree Lay your healing hands on me Been a long time riding this deserted train There's no messiahs out here, baby But I found the holy grail all right Cause I'm lying in your arms tonight Yeah Lay your healing hands on me |
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from Mad About You (결혼 이야기) by Richard Kosinski [ost] (1997)
Don't know much about you
Don't know who you are We've been doing fine without you But, we could only go so far Don't know why you chose us Were you watching from above Is there someone there that knows us Said we'd give you all our love Will you laugh just like your mother Will you sigh like your old man Will some things skip a generation Like I've heard they often can Are you a poet or a dancer A devil or a clown Or a strange new combination of The things we've handed down I wonder who you'll look like Will your hair fall down and curl Will you be a mama's boy Or daddy's little girl Will you be a sad reminder Of what's been lost along the way Maybe you can help me find her In the things you do and say And these things that we have given you They are not so easily found But you can thank us later For the things we've handed down You may not always be so grateful For the way that you were made Some feature of your father's That you'd gladly sell or trade And one day you may look at us And say that you were cursed But over time that line has been Extremely well rehearsed By our fathers, and their fathers In some old and distant town From places no one here remembers Come the things we've handed down |
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from Providence by Joey Newman [ost] (2005)
Don't know much about you
Don't know who you are We've been doing fine without you But, we could only go so far Don't know why you chose us Were you watching from above Is there someone there that knows us Said we'd give you all our love Will you laugh just like your mother Will you sigh like your old man Will some things skip a generation Like I've heard they often can Are you a poet or a dancer A devil or a clown Or a strange new combination of The things we've handed down I wonder who you'll look like Will your hair fall down and curl Will you be a mama's boy Or daddy's little girl Will you be a sad reminder Of what's been lost along the way Maybe you can help me find her In the things you do and say And these things that we have given you They are not so easily found But you can thank us later For the things we've handed down You may not always be so grateful For the way that you were made Some feature of your father's That you'd gladly sell or trade And one day you may look at us And say that you were cursed But over time that line has been Extremely well rehearsed By our fathers, and their fathers In some old and distant town From places no one here remembers Come the things we've handed down |
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from Marc Cohn - Marc Cohn (1991)
Put on my blue suede shoes
And I boarded the plane Touched down in the land of the Delta Blues In the middle of the pouring rain W.C. Handy -- won't you look down over me Yeah I got a first class ticket But I'm as blue as a boy can be Then I'm walking in Memphis Walking with my feet ten feet off of Beale Walking in Memphis But do I really feel the way I feel Saw the ghost of Elvis On Union Avenue Followed him up to the gates of Graceland Then I watched him walk right through Now security they did not see him They just hovered 'round his tomb But there's a pretty little thing Waiting for the King Down in the Jungle Room (Chorus) They've got catfish on the table They've got gospel in the air And Reverend Green be glad to see you When you haven't got a prayer But boy you've got a prayer in Memphis Now Muriel plays piano Every Friday at the Hollywood And they brought me down to see her And they asked me if I would -- Do a little number And I sang with all my might And she said -- "Tell me are you a Christian child?" And I said "Ma'am I am tonight" (Chorus) Put on my blue suede shoes And I boarded the plane Touched down in the land of the Delta Blues In the middle of the pouring rain Touched down in the land of the Delta Blues In the middle of the pouring rain |
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from Marc Cohn - Marc Cohn (1991)
Everybody talks about some fateful day
And I guess that this was mine I may be here to tell some kind of story But I think it's gonna take a little time (That's all right) See I'm rockin' in a cradle Down the hall somewhere and I am-- Lost inside a dream Maybe I am falling Maybe I am flying But I know if I am crying she is Holding me And then the sky broke up And then the rain came down And it washed away everything on the ground Wash it away Wash it away Wash it away Now baby's got that bottle Filled up with lightning and rain He keeps calling out for someone But she's riding on a train Riding on the ghost train And she keeps on riding She's gonna keep on riding Mama keep on riding Keep on riding Some trains they leave in the moming Some leave in the afternoon Some trains they leave here Right on time And some they just leave too soon Way too soon But I'm gonna keep on... |
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from Marc Cohn - Marc Cohn (1991)
Watched it coming up Winslow
Down South Park Boulevard Yeah it was looking good from tail to hood Great big fins and painted steel Man it looked just like the Batmobile With my old man behind the wheel Well you could hardly even see him In all of that chrome The man with the plan and the pocket comb But every night it carried him home And I could hear him sayin'... Don't gimme no Buick Son you must take my word If there's a God in heaven He's got a Silver Thunderbird You can keep your Eldorados And the foreign car's absurd Me I wanna go down In a Silver Thunderbird He got up every morning While i was still asleep But I remember the sound of him shuffling around Then right before the crack of dawn I heard him turn the motor on But when I got up they were gone Down the road in the rain and snow The man and his machine would go Oh the secrets that old car would know Sometimes I hear him sayin'... (Chorus) |
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from Marc Cohn - Marc Cohn (1991)
Baby let's go below the surface
See what we can find There's no reason to be nervous 'Cause it happens all the time I don't want to go up to the mountain I don't need to go down to the sea Gonna sit right here 'till we unravel The mystery While the lights of the city Are shining below Gonna hold onto you girl And never let go While everyone else is just walking around In their sleep Baby let's dig down Dig down deep I wanna dig down deep And I don't wanna wait until tomorrow 'Cause the fortune said that "The time is now" It's time to find out what we're doing What we're doing anyhow Let's go out in the moonlight And walk for awhile Maybe stay up all night and we could Talk for awhile Kick off your shoes 'Cause you've got nothing to lose But your sleep Baby let's dig down Dig down deep I wanna dig down deep It's an open invitation So baby don't you cry It's a life long celebration And I think we're right on time It's a feeling in your heart And a lump in the throat It's a strange and lovely ride Wanna dig down deep inside While the lights of the city Are shining below Gonna hold onto you girl And never let go While everyone else is just walking around In their sleep Baby let's dig down Dig down deep I wanna dig down deep Could you dig down deep I wanna dig down deep |
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from Marc Cohn - Marc Cohn (1991)
Let's go down to the sound tonight
Tide is low and we can walk on water Reel me in under that starry light Just like the fisherman's daughter Baby when the bands and the barkers go home They say that Venus she rises From out of the foam She dances on air and laughs at the moon And watches young lovers in fiery dunes So are you willing to wait for the miracle Willing to wait it through Are you willing to wait for the miracle Or don't you believe they're true? There's an old man sitting by the side of the pier He's got his cross and his camera And his bottle of beer He just sits all day and all through the night Praying for a vision or a heavenly light 'Cause he's willing to wait for the miracle Willing to wait it through He's willing to wait for the miracle What else is he gonna do? What else is he gonna do? Now me I don't need no heavenly sign 'Cause I got the water and the wine So baby please let your lovelight shine 'Cause we're all gonna meet our maker Sometime That's why I'm willing to wait for the miracles I'm willing to wait them through I'm willing to wait for the miracles But I just can't wait -- for you Just can't wait for you Let's go down to the sound tonight And walk on water Walk on water Walk on water |
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from Marc Cohn - Marc Cohn (1991)
My friends will ask me how I'm doin'
But I just can't lie to 'em Not feeling fine today I saw my dreams they were a Ship on the ocean now it Looks like they're miles away Miles away Hey, hey -- they're miles away I know there's always something We have to go through That has some deeper meaning but Right now I just can't say I know there's gonna be a lesson somewhere I'm gonna think a lot about it later But right now I'm miles away Miles away Hey hey I'm miles away Hey hey hey I'm miles away I'm a million miles away Where I don't have to think at all Don't have to listen to you whisper Your little secrets in the hall Yeah I'd really love to talk about it But I think I hear my mama calling me... Miles away |
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from Marc Cohn - Marc Cohn (1991)
Got into a cab in New York City
Was an Oriental man behind the wheel Started talking about heaven Like it was real Said "They got mansions in heaven Yeah the angels are building one for me right now And I know... They're saving the best for last Look around this town And tell me that it ain't so They're saving the best for last Don't ask me how I know 'Cause it must be Saving the best for last for me You can go a hundred miles a second Don't have to drive no lousy cab Got everything you want and more man And the King picks up the tab You walk around on streets of gold all day And you never have to listen To what these customers say and I know... (Chorus) I remember when I was a child Lost in the streets of Chinatown My mother had a vision and I was found (Saving the best for last for me) Oh-oh -- saving the best for last And when I finally take this journey I'm gonna wave goodbye to Earth Gonna throw this meter in the ocean And prove what I was worth And I don't care who tries to flag me down They're gonna have to find another ride uptown And I know They're saving the best for last..." |
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from Marc Cohn - Marc Cohn (1991)
There's a stranger in a car
Driving down your street Acts like he knows who you are Slaps his hand on the empty seat and says "Are you gonna get in Or are you gonna stay out?" Just a stranger in a car Might be the one they told you about Well you never were one for cautiousness You open the door He gives you a tender kiss And you can't even hear them no more -- All the voices of choices Now only one road remains And strangers in a car Two hearts Two souls Tonight Two lanes You don't know where you're goin' You don't know what you're doin' Hell it might be the highway to heaven And it might be the road to ruin But this is a song For strangers in a car Baby maybe that's all We really are Strangers in a car (Driving down your street) Just strangers in a car (Driving down your street) Strangers in a car |
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from Marc Cohn - Marc Cohn (1991)
I got 29 ways to make it to my baby's door
I got 29 ways to make it to my baby's door And if she needs me bad I can find about two or three more I got one through the basement Two down the hall And when the going gets tough I got a hole in the wall (Chorus) I can come through the chimney like Santa Claus Go through the window and that ain't all A lot of good ways I don't want you to know I even got a hole in the bedroom floor (Chorus) I got a way through the closet behind her clothes A way through the attic that no one knows A master key that fits every lock A hidden door behind the grandfather clock (Chorus) |
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from Marc Cohn - Marc Cohn (1991)
Down by the boathouse at Shaker Lake
When there wasn't nothing but love to make They were two young lovers Wishing on the stars above Well they carved their initials In an old birch tree With a heart and an arrow and a '63 You had to be blind not to see It was a perfect love Well they worked one summer together At the '64 World's Fair They met Robert Kennedy there Well that was right before the fall And they saved up a little bit of money For his career And they talked about the future Underneath the giant sphere And all around them The little voices were singing "It's a small world after all" Yes it is--small world after all And it was-- Perfect love It was a perfect love Now they were dizzy from dancing On Rockaway Beach They came to Rockaway And everything they dreamed of was Still within reach Dreaming. . . Dreaming as the years roll by (Like they always do) Well they had their share Of hard times too But whatever they were They never let it get them down Now they just go walking Down a country lane See the leaves are changing In the misty rain And only one thing remains the same-- Just the perfect love (Under the moon and the stars above) It was a perfect love |
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from Marc Cohn - Marc Cohn (1991)
Baby I've been searching like everybody else
Can't say nothing different about myself Sometimes I'm an angel And sometimes I'm cruel And when it comes to love I'm just another fool Yes, I'll climb a mountain I'm gonna swim the sea There ain't no act of God girl Could keep you safe from me My arms are reaching out Out across this canyon I'm asking you to be my true companion True companion True companion So don't you dare and try to walk away I've got my heart set on our wedding day I've got this vision of a girl in white Made my decision that it's you allright And when I take your hand I'll watch my heart set sail I'll take my trembling fingers And I'll lift up your veil Then I'll take you home And with wild abandon Make love to you just like a true companion You are my true companion I got a true companion True companion When the years have done irreparable harm I can see us walking slowly arm in arm Just like the couple on the corner do 'Cause girl I will always be in love with you And when I look in your eyes I'll still see that spark Until the shadows fall Until the room grows dark Then when I leave this Earth I'll be with the angels standin' I'll be out there waiting for my true companion Just for my true companion True companion True companion |
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from Marc Cohn - The Rainy Season (1993)
I'm writing you this letter from some old hotel
I can feel the distance between us From the Spanish Steps to the liberty bell I know the Angels have seen us seen us, baby see us, baby They see you down on Seventh Avenue While you're just hanging by a thread And I'm sitting in a lonely room without a view, baby Wishing I was there with you instead Won't you walk through this world with me? Walk through the world Over the miles of mystery Walk through this world with me I'm staring out across the rooftops, baby I've seen the writing on the wall Heard a little bit of thunder, at the Seventh Wonder But everything is bound to rise and fall, that's all Won't you walk through this world with me? Walk through the world, yeah Over the mountains and the shining sea, yeah Walk through this world with me, walk on, walk on, walk on Walk on, yeah, walk, walk, walk yeah Let me get this ringing out of my ears Let me get these stars out of my eyes 'Cause I just want to look back over all the years With you right there standing by my side, could you just Walk through the world with me? Walk through the world Over the miles of mystery Walk through this world with me Walk through the world with me? Walk through the world Over the mountains and the shining sea, yeah Walk through this world with me, yeah come on Walk through the world Walk through the world Walk through the world Walk through this world with me, come on baby |
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from Marc Cohn - The Rainy Season (1993)
My father was a working man
But his work was never done He stood behind a counter And he smiled at everyone He bought himself a business Worked seven days a week Took a holiday for Christmas Then he fell asleep beside the tree But one day One day There's love for the lonely One day They walk in the sun One day Rest for the weary Rest for the weary ones Now my mother stood beside him She did what she could do But if you look at some old photograph She looks tired too I hope there was some laughter Cause I know there were some tears Now all I can say is I pray to God That after all those years After all those years That one day One day There's love for the lonely One day They walk in the sun One day Rest for the weary Rest for the weary ones Now I'm just another traveler On another winding road I'm trying to walk some kind of line I'm trying to pull some kind of load Now sometimes I move real easy Sometimes I can't catch my breath Sometimes I see my father's footsteps And man it scares me half to death But one day One day There's love for the lonely One day We walk in the sun One day Rest for the weary Rest for the weary ones |
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from Marc Cohn - The Rainy Season (1993)
Clouds move in
From off the horizon Feels like nighttime In the middle of the day And I don't know why But it's still so suprisin' How a love grows stronger Or it just fades away But you look older today Than I've ever seen you I think I know the reason We might wash all our tears away But you got to bundle up baby For the rainy season I hear you breathing heavy On the telephone tonight I can feel the air is thick as thieves Sometimes I just want to tell you We'll be all right At least that's what some part of me believes But you look older today Than I've ever seen you Think I know the reason We might wash all our tears away But you got to bundle up, bundle up, bundle up For the rainy season Oh, oh I've been holding on so long Holding on and holding on so long Oh, oh I've been holding on so long Won't you bundle up baby Could you bundle up, bundle up, bundle up For the rainy season |
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from Marc Cohn - The Rainy Season (1993)
Dogs are barking and she's so high, she's never coming down. Don't wanna pull the shade tonight, I think I'm wanna drown. I'm sending out a message, or could I die too soon? 'Cause I don't know where I'm going, Since Mama's in the moon. (REPEAT INTRO) Now, I can hear her laughing, and I can hear her cry. I can see her dancing somewhere in the sky. I'm rising like the ocean, and I'm crazy as a loon. And I don't know what I'm doing, Since Mama's in the moon. The dogs are barking and she's so high, And she's never coming down. |
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from Marc Cohn - The Rainy Season (1993)
Don't talk to her when shooting stars are falling
Don't talk to her when she can smell the jasmine in the air Don't talk to her when no one knows you're calling You might just say the words that keep her waiting there Don't talk to her when she is softly sleeping Don't wake her to the sound of your voice whispering her name Don't tell her all the secrets you've heen keeping Don't tell her that you're drowning in a river of shame When the wolf is howling Underneath the moon Underneath the window Of a hotel room Burn the blanket Shoot the light But don't talk to her at night Don't talk to her in thunder or in lightning Don't talk to her with fuses blown and wires falling down Don't talk to her when the fever is frightening When she's burning in the bedroom in an evening gown Or when the wolf is howling Undernearh the moon Underneath the window Of a hotel room Burn the blanket Shoot the light But don't talk to her at night Don't talk to her at night |
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from Marc Cohn - The Rainy Season (1993)
Well, I had just checked in when the sun came up
After ten hours on the bus. I was staring at the stains on the ceiling, baby, Trying not to think about us. But then someone in a room five-oh two Started doing the thing that we used to do. Every bang, every boom, It was just like it was happening in my own room. 'Cause they've got paper walls, paper walls, Paper walls...ooh, yeah. I closed the curtain, I shut the light, I heard the highway moan. Next thing I remember they were having a fight, And then, she was all alone. I heard her cry in the darkest hour, I heard it echo in the hotel shower, I heard her start packing her things, so, I called her number and I heard it ring... Right through the paper walls, paper walls, Paper walls, ooh yeah, now. I've never seen such a sight before, The way she looked when she opened the door. Hush now baby don't make a sound, When all your love comes a-tumblin' down... Just like a paper wall, paper wall, Paper wall, ooh just like a paper wall. It ain't the road that kills you, baby, It's the all night calls It ain't the road that kills you, baby, It's just the paper walls |
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from Marc Cohn - The Rainy Season (1993)
I can see you with the top down
In that car you keep under the eaves I can see the ocean wind blow Through your hair And all along your sleeves I see you turning up the radio Listening to the DJ's dedication I can see you with the angels Flying off the tower At the station Me I keep watching from the corner of my eye Looking for some reason I should run I know you don't have your answers either baby But at least you know that you can really love someone I see you kneeling in the garden Closer now to something real and true I see you feeding something beautiful And I think that's all you ever Really wanted to do Now you're blowing out the candles Now the guests pull out the drive Now you're listening for the telephone Of footsteps That don't arrive Me I keep watching from the corner of my eye Looking for some reason I should run I know you don't have your answers either baby But at least you know that you can really love someone Really love Really love You can really love someone |
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from Marc Cohn - The Rainy Season (1993)
Lately he can feel it
Turning off inside his heart She's calling him from the car phone And she's falling apart Now he could call in her prescription And they will take it down off the shelf But he knows that he can't save her from herself no more No more And you can ride home in the country doctor And you might do the best that you can But who is gonna help the medicine man Who is gonna save him? Now he always was a healer There was something in his eyes And his hand upon your head When fever started to rise And there's someone he lost long ago Now there's flowers on her grave And they say that it's still her That he's trying to save He's trying to save her And you can ride home in the country doctor And you might do the best that you can But who is gonna help the medicine man Who is gonna save the medicine man? Who is gonna save him? Who is gonna save him? Later on in the evening When the sun goes sinking down He goes out for a walk Along the sound And he thinks he can hear her Calling him away But he tells her he must wait Another day Wait another day |
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from Marc Cohn - The Rainy Season (1993)
Baby King
Baby King You got to get ready for a baby king You might dance daddy You might sing But you never seen nothin' like a baby king No Virgin Mary brought him here (Get ready for a baby king) But the angels whispered in his tiny little ear (Get ready for a baby king) Then they sent him down from up above (Get ready for a baby king) Just to show you how to really love (Get ready for a baby king) Baby King Baby King You got to get ready for a baby king You might dance daddy You might sing But you never seen nothin' like a baby king |
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from Marc Cohn - The Rainy Season (1993)
She runs down the staircase
And into the yard And she goes down to the end of the drive With her friends on the phone And her angels on guard She's just recently feeling alive After all of the tears and the changes Now there's something that's taken ahold She's becoming gold She's becoming gold She thinks of a boy That she knew back in school And she wonders if he's doing all right The man of her dreams Isn't all that he seems And the baby don't sleep through the night Something is moving inside her And the weather is turning so cold But she's becoming gold, She's becoming gold She's becoming gold (I've seen her) She's becoming gold She can hear in the distance The sound of the cars And she sees the snow falling down on the hill Now the trees and the houses Are white as the stars And she doesn't wanna cry But she probably will As she thinks about all of life's mystery And how slowly the answers unfold She's becoming gold She's becoming gold |
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from Marc Cohn - The Rainy Season (1993)
Don't know much about you
Don't know who you are We've been doing fine without you But, we could only go so far Don't know why you chose us Were you watching from above Is there someone there that knows us Said we'd give you all our love Will you laugh just like your mother Will you sigh like your old man Will some things skip a generation Like I've heard they often can Are you a poet or a dancer A devil or a clown Or a strange new combination of The things we've handed down I wonder who you'll look like Will your hair fall down and curl Will you be a mama's boy Or daddy's little girl Will you be a sad reminder Of what's been lost along the way Maybe you can help me find her In the things you do and say And these things that we have given you They are not so easily found But you can thank us later For the things we've handed down You may not always be so grateful For the way that you were made Some feature of your father's That you'd gladly sell or trade And one day you may look at us And say that you were cursed But over time that line has been Extremely well rehearsed By our fathers, and their fathers In some old and distant town From places no one here remembers Come the things we've handed down |
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from Marc Cohn - Burning The Daze (1998)
I can see the sunshine
Coming through my room Breaking down the winter of my discontent Looking out my window At the people passing by I keep wondering where my old companion went On the steps of the museum I wrote a line or two But it took a while to find my way Back to something true like CHORUS This is where I lay my hat This is where they know my name This is where they show me that A man's not so alone Maybe I'm already home (Sometimes you've got to go back) Maybe I'm already home (Sometimes you don't know why) Rolling down the window Burning up the daze Cutting through the veil that keeps on blinding me I was only sleeping Waiting here for you Waiting for your touch that keeps reminding me Well I've seen the world of wonders Been underneath it too But it took a while just to find my way Back to something true like CHORUS Why it had to take me so long Just to find a place that really feels This must be where I belong Thinking about it All I had to do was click my heels CHORUS |
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from Marc Cohn - Burning The Daze (1998)
Intro:
Verse 1: I'm coming to see you, tomorrow sometime Gonna bring you some roses, gonna tear off the vines Gonna talk to the wind that blows through the trees Kiss you like always from down on my knees Bridge: Gonna ask you some questions, get no replies Wipe all the tears, falling down from my eyes 'Cause the one that I wanted, I never could know Girl of Mysterious Sorrow Girl of Mysterious Sorrow Verse 2: Gonna park in the street, gonna open the gate Walk to the spot where you always wait I'll be shaking my head like I usually do 'Cause the name and the dates tell me nothing about you Bridge: But I'll sit in the shadows and let you explain All of the sadness and all of the pain Did it all seem so hopeless you just had to let go? Girl of Mysterious Sorrow Girl of Mysterious Sorrow Chorus: Mysterious ... Mysterious Mysterious ... Mysterious Instrumental: Verse 3: Yeah I'm coming to see you but I really can't wait There's just a few things I needed to say Like why were you hiding so much of yourself? Why were you living for somebody else? Bridge: Well I know that I've always been looking for you But lately it's not such a hard thing to do 'Cause it seems like inside every woman I know There's a girl of mysterious sorrow A girl of mysterious sorrow Chorus: Mysterious ... Mysterious Mysterious ... Sorrow ... Improvise ending: La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la |
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from Marc Cohn - Burning The Daze (1998)
I talk to you in turbulence
That's when I see the light But she has visions on the hillside Then she speaks in tongues all night You've got such a faithful little servant Why don't you pay her no mind? CHORUS She prays for Providence She needs a little more of your attention She waits for Providence Just a little intervention She was driving out on Highway 1 She felt the presence of something strange She could not tell if it was alien She only knew her life would change If you were sending down a message Why do you hang her on a line? She prays for Providence I don't know why you cannot hear her She waits for Providence Are you just waiting to be near her Are you thinking something And not letting on? Will she understand what you planned Before she's gone? |
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from Marc Cohn - Burning The Daze (1998)
Tonight I cried the tears of a child
Who knows what fear runs deep and wild Inside But the river's in flood tonight I lay down and the light streamed across my face I felt the beauty of some deeper grace And I tried To find my way to the other side I feel your skin as smooth as silk Drunk like a baby on his mama's milk Take me down under the wishing tree Lay your healing hands on me Been a long time riding this deserted train There's no messiahs out here, baby But I found the holy grail all right Cause I'm lying in your arms tonight Yeah Lay your healing hands on me |
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from Marc Cohn - Burning The Daze (1998)
Got your call from California
But I could hardly hear your voice Through the hissing of the highway And all that other noise You said "I might lose you in the canyon" Then you went riding up the coast Now all these things we leave unspoken Seem to haunt me like a ghost [Chorus] I lost you in the canyon Guess you tried to let me know Lost you in the canyon A long, long time ago Lost you in the canyon Brother you fade out slow There were times I thought I knew you Before these changes came to pass But you don't think about it do you? From up there in your house of glass The Earth is shifting underneath you The land is sliding all around Do you ever stop to wonder About that paradise you've found? [Chorus] I hear you moving through the mountains Through the fires and the floods But I can't fix this bad connection In the wires or the blood [Chorus] |
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from Marc Cohn - Burning The Daze (1998)
I could hear the shutters banging
In my mother's house And the wind just kept blowing off the lake I ran down to the front door And told the ambulance man "Everything's all right here Sir There must be some mistake" [Chorus] Saints preserve us We're all going down This ship is sinking in the sea Saints preserve us And carry us along For we may be together in eternity My father was staring off into another world And my mother she was laying very still The baby was crying And I tried to block it out Then from somewhere deep inside me Came a deathly chill [Chorus 2] Saints preserve us Wherever we might fall This is all too big a mystery I remember I was standing in the corner of the room Saying "Look at how she's leaving us So quietly so soon" And in her final hour I saw her reaching up her hands Like she was asking to be taken high above us Didn't she love us? [Chorus] Saints preserve us Saints preserve us Wherever we may fall Saints preserve us Saints preserve us And carry us along |
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from Marc Cohn - Burning The Daze (1998)
They say my final masterpiece
Was this house upon the hill High above the great and mighty river My hand could not hold the brushes Yes I guess I lost my will And you can't keep painting paradise forever Oh forever From the Andes to Niagara To where we stand today I drew the great creations of my master 'Til the oil and the canvas Lord I threw them all away And traded them for stone and brick and plaster I traded them all for you (Winter wind blows and the river lies frozen at my feet) I traded them all for you (Springtime come and the river want to run above the street) [Chorus] She came to me one night While I was tossing in my dreams She said she'd give my family protection I recall the night I died Beneath her arches and her beams I thanked her for the shelter and direction I was lost until Olana (Sun beat down on a summertime town -- he left me there) I was lost until Olana (Watching these hills turning gold for one more year) Oh I've been from Jerusalem to Rome Now I'm floating through these rooms tonight alone And looking back on everything All I ever wanted was a home I was lost until Olana How sweet the sound How sweet the sound They say my final masterpiece Was this house upon the hill [Chorus] |
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from Marc Cohn - Burning The Daze (1998)
Fallen angel Come to me Give me something to believe Before I turn on every vow Turn to me if you still know how Spent my share of restless days Coal black suitcase Fall from grace All the while I was breaking down Turn to me if you still know how (Chorus) I tried to tell you but I don't know how Every smile's turned upside down I'm a freakshow in a one joke town So turn to me if you still know how Change comes slowly it's just a little hard to see I know some of my demons They're still haunting me Wanting me Fallen angel Comfort me Help me get back on my feet 'Cause I can't keep myself from falling down I just can't keep myself from falling down So turn to me if you still know how Chorus |
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from Marc Cohn - Burning The Daze (1998)
Down along these hillsides
Many miles ago Lived a man of vision child But little did I know He was always talking child About the heart and soul 'Til one day some pharaoh came And offered up his dole Chorus: In the valley In the valley of the kings In the valley The valley of the kings The kings Well he lives up in a tower now High upon a hill People come from miles around Hoping that he will Turn their dreams right into gold Turn their worlds around And if he does he'll keep it all And stash it underground Chorus |
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from Marc Cohn - Burning The Daze (1998)
I don't know where I'm goin'
Now that I am gone I hope the wind that's blowin' Helps me carry on Turn on your radio, baby Listen to my song Turn on your night light baby, baby I'm gone Turn on your radio I don't know how it happened Now that I am gone I hope I'll never hear it, baby, Just in case I'm wrong Turn on your record player Listen to my song Turn on your nightlight baby, baby I'm gone Really long gone I don't know where life's goin' But soon it will be gone I hope the wind that's blowin' Helps me carry on Turn on your radio, baby Baby listen to my song Turn on the night light, baby, baby I'm gone Long gone Turn on your record player (Turn on your record player...) And listen to my song Everybody had a hard year And everybody had a good time Everybody had a wet dream And everybody saw the sunshine Everybody had a good year And everybody let their hair down Everybody put their socks up And everybody put their foot down Listen, listen |
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from Marc Cohn - Burning The Daze (1998)
I was driving down Ninth Avenue
As the sky was getting dark Didn't have nothin' else to do So I kept on riding to Battery Park I stepped out in the damp and misty night As the fog was rolling in Man said, "Last boat leaving tonight Is the boat for Ellis Island" As my feet touched solid ground I felt a chill run down my spine I could almost hear the sound of thousands pushing through the lines Mothers and bewildered wives that sailed across the raging sea Others running for their lives to the land of opportunity Down on Ellis Island "What is this strange paradise?" They must've wondered through their cries and moans After all they've sacrificed Their faith, their families, friends and homes Then on the Inspection Stairs They were counted out or counted in Frozen while the inspectors stared Down on Ellis Island Now me I only stumbled in Just to wander around that empty hall Where someone else's fate had been Decided in no time at all And cases filled with hats and clothes And the belongings of those who journeyed far They're strange reminders I suppose Of where we're from and who we are But as the boat pulled off the shore I could see the fog was lifting And lights I never seen before Were shining down on Ellis Island Shining down on Ellis Island |
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from Rhino Hi-Five: Wedding Songs 2 (2006)
Baby I've been searching like everybody else
Can't say nothing different about myself Sometimes I'm an angel And sometimes I'm cruel And when it comes to love I'm just another fool Yes, I'll climb a mountain I'm gonna swim the sea There ain't no act of God girl Could keep you safe from me My arms are reaching out Out across this canyon I'm asking you to be my true companion True companion True companion So don't you dare and try to walk away I've got my heart set on our wedding day I've got this vision of a girl in white Made my decision that it's you allright And when I take your hand I'll watch my heart set sail I'll take my trembling fingers And I'll lift up your veil Then I'll take you home And with wild abandon Make love to you just like a true companion You are my true companion I got a true companion True companion When the years have done irreparable harm I can see us walking slowly arm in arm Just like the couple on the corner do 'Cause girl I will always be in love with you And when I look in your eyes I'll still see that spark Until the shadows fall Until the room grows dark Then when I leave this Earth I'll be with the angels standin' I'll be out there waiting for my true companion Just for my true companion True companion True companion |
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from Marc Cohn - Rhino Hi-Five: Marc Cohn (2006)
Watched it coming up WinslowDown South Park BoulevardYeah it was looking good from tail to hoodGreat big fins and painted steelMan it looked just like the BatmobileWith my old man behind the wheelWell you could hardly even see himIn all of that chromeThe man with the plan and the pocket combBut every night it carried him homeAnd I could hear him sayin'...Don't gimme no BuickSon you must take my wordIf there's a God in heavenHe's got a Silver ThunderbirdYou can keep your EldoradosAnd the foreign car's absurdMe I wanna go downIn a Silver ThunderbirdHe got up every morningWhile i was still asleepBut I remember the sound of him shuffling aroundThen right before the crack of dawnI heard him turn the motor onBut when I got up they were goneDown the road in the rain and snowThe man and his machine would goOh the secrets that old car would knowSometimes I hear him sayin'...(Chorus)
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from Marc Cohn - Rhino Hi-Five: Marc Cohn (2006)
Baby I've been searching like everybody else
Can't say nothing different about myself Sometimes I'm an angel And sometimes I'm cruel And when it comes to love I'm just another fool Yes, I'll climb a mountain I'm gonna swim the sea There ain't no act of God girl Could keep you safe from me My arms are reaching out Out across this canyon I'm asking you to be my true companion True companion True companion So don't you dare and try to walk away I've got my heart set on our wedding day I've got this vision of a girl in white Made my decision that it's you allright And when I take your hand I'll watch my heart set sail I'll take my trembling fingers And I'll lift up your veil Then I'll take you home And with wild abandon Make love to you just like a true companion You are my true companion I got a true companion True companion When the years have done irreparable harm I can see us walking slowly arm in arm Just like the couple on the corner do 'Cause girl I will always be in love with you And when I look in your eyes I'll still see that spark Until the shadows fall Until the room grows dark Then when I leave this Earth I'll be with the angels standin' I'll be out there waiting for my true companion Just for my true companion True companion True companion |
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from Marc Cohn - Rhino Hi-Five: Marc Cohn (2006)
Put on my blue suede shoes
And I boarded the plane Touched down in the land of the Delta Blues In the middle of the pouring rain W.C. Handy -- won't you look down over me Yeah I got a first class ticket But I'm as blue as a boy can be Then I'm walking in Memphis Walking with my feet ten feet off of Beale Walking in Memphis But do I really feel the way I feel Saw the ghost of Elvis On Union Avenue Followed him up to the gates of Graceland Then I watched him walk right through Now security they did not see him They just hovered 'round his tomb But there's a pretty little thing Waiting for the King Down in the Jungle Room (Chorus) They've got catfish on the table They've got gospel in the air And Reverend Green be glad to see you When you haven't got a prayer But boy you've got a prayer in Memphis Now Muriel plays piano Every Friday at the Hollywood And they brought me down to see her And they asked me if I would -- Do a little number And I sang with all my might And she said -- "Tell me are you a Christian child?" And I said "Ma'am I am tonight" (Chorus) Put on my blue suede shoes And I boarded the plane Touched down in the land of the Delta Blues In the middle of the pouring rain Touched down in the land of the Delta Blues In the middle of the pouring rain |
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from Marc Cohn - Rhino Hi-Five: Marc Cohn (2006)
Got your call from California
But I could hardly hear your voice Through the hissing of the highway And all that other noise You said "I might lose you in the canyon" Then you went riding up the coast Now all these things we leave unspoken Seem to haunt me like a ghost [Chorus] I lost you in the canyon Guess you tried to let me know Lost you in the canyon A long, long time ago Lost you in the canyon Brother you fade out slow There were times I thought I knew you Before these changes came to pass But you don't think about it do you? From up there in your house of glass The Earth is shifting underneath you The land is sliding all around Do you ever stop to wonder About that paradise you've found? [Chorus] I hear you moving through the mountains Through the fires and the floods But I can't fix this bad connection In the wires or the blood [Chorus] |
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from Marc Cohn - Rhino Hi-Five: Marc Cohn (2006)
My friends will ask me how I'm doin'
But I just can't lie to 'em Not feeling fine today I saw my dreams they were a Ship on the ocean now it Looks like they're miles away Miles away Hey, hey -- they're miles away I know there's always something We have to go through That has some deeper meaning but Right now I just can't say I know there's gonna be a lesson somewhere I'm gonna think a lot about it later But right now I'm miles away Miles away Hey hey I'm miles away Hey hey hey I'm miles away I'm a million miles away Where I don't have to think at all Don't have to listen to you whisper Your little secrets in the hall Yeah I'd really love to talk about it But I think I hear my mama calling me... Miles away |
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from Grammy Winning Collection Vol. 1 (1994)
Put on my blue suede shoes And I boarded the plane Touched down in the land of the Delta Blues In the middle of the pouring rain W.C. Handy -- won't you look down over me Yeah I got a first class ticket But I'm as blue as a boy can be Then I'm walking in Memphis Walking with my feet ten feet off of Beale Walking in Memphis But do I really feel the way I feel Saw the ghost of Elvis On Union Avenue Followed him up to the gates of Graceland Then I watched him walk right through Now security they did not see him They just hovered 'round his tomb But there's a pretty little thing Waiting for the King Down in the Jungle Room (Chorus) They've got catfish on the table They've got gospel in the air And Reverend Green be glad to see you When you haven't got a prayer But boy you've got a prayer in Memphis Now Muriel plays piano Every Friday at the Hollywood And they brought me down to see her And they asked me if I would -- Do a little number And I sang with all my might And she said -- "Tell me are you a Christian child?" And I said "Ma'am I am tonight" (Chorus) Put on my blue suede shoes And I boarded the plane Touched down in the land of the Delta Blues In the middle of the pouring rain Touched down in the land of the Delta Blues In the middle of the pouring rain |
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from Marc Cohn - Already Home (1998)
I can see the sunshine
Coming through my room Breaking down the winter of my discontent Looking out my window At the people passing by I keep wondering where my old companion went On the steps of the museum I wrote a line or two But it took a while to find my way Back to something true like CHORUS This is where I lay my hat This is where they know my name This is where they show me that A man's not so alone Maybe I'm already home (Sometimes you've got to go back) Maybe I'm already home (Sometimes you don't know why) Rolling down the window Burning up the daze Cutting through the veil that keeps on blinding me I was only sleeping Waiting here for you Waiting for your touch that keeps reminding me Well I've seen the world of wonders Been underneath it too But it took a while just to find my way Back to something true like CHORUS Why it had to take me so long Just to find a place that really feels This must be where I belong Thinking about it All I had to do was click my heels CHORUS |
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from Marc Cohn - Already Home (1998)
I was just thinking
Of when we were younger Under the sky so blue Laying our blankets out The things that we talked about How I remember you We were like soldiers We never got older I guess everything fades away I'm closing my eyes now Cause I'm feeling so tired today Whoa....the days with you Whoa....the days with you I told you my secret Cause I knew you could keep it There was nothing we had to hide It was so many years ago But I just wanted you to know That I miss you here by my side Whoa....the days with you Whoa....the days with you |
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from The Piano And The Song (2004)
Put on my blue suede shoes
And I boarded the plane Touched down in the land of the Delta Blues In the middle of the pouring rain W.C. Handy -- won't you look down over me Yeah I got a first class ticket But I'm as blue as a boy can be Then I'm walking in Memphis Walking with my feet ten feet off of Beale Walking in Memphis But do I really feel the way I feel Saw the ghost of Elvis On Union Avenue Followed him up to the gates of Graceland Then I watched him walk right through Now security they did not see him They just hovered 'round his tomb But there's a pretty little thing Waiting for the King Down in the Jungle Room (Chorus) They've got catfish on the table They've got gospel in the air And Reverend Green be glad to see you When you haven't got a prayer But boy you've got a prayer in Memphis Now Muriel plays piano Every Friday at the Hollywood And they brought me down to see her And they asked me if I would -- Do a little number And I sang with all my might And she said -- "Tell me are you a Christian child?" And I said "Ma'am I am tonight" (Chorus) Put on my blue suede shoes And I boarded the plane Touched down in the land of the Delta Blues In the middle of the pouring rain Touched down in the land of the Delta Blues In the middle of the pouring rain |