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The wind took my friend away
He flew away yesterday
The government lies, children die
They still won’t heal the poor
Is there money
To be made
off the people’s parade.
They’re selling broken hearts outside the door
So I’ll write something blue
A melody, I’ll play for you
I’ll sing, yes I’ll sing
Something blue
You claim a victory
Like a hurricane memory
St James is hanging in the breeze.
We turn another cheek
In velvet armour chic
We sing for the workers of tomorrow
So I’ll write something blue
A melody, I’ll play for you
I’ll sing, Yes, I’ll sing something blue
Nobody wants you<something blue
Maybe you’ll turn to>something blue
Maybe they’ll see, what the people need today
That’s Everybody say
Hey hey
Another smoky rainy day
The magpie’s flown away
Searching for love lost along the way
If this beginning has no end
Let the one man band begin
There’s always time to tell another story
So I’ll write something blue
A melody I’ll play for you
I’ll sing, Yes I’ll sing
Something blue
Something blue
So, I’ll sing
Yes, I’ll sing
Sing For You
Something blue
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Woke up with our hands on our heads
Slid off the wrong side of the bed
It’s sad when it’s not the same
No point in passing round the blame
The things that were meant to do, but we didn’t get to
Time Flies, don’t it seem like a dream come between
when it could because. Time Flies, don’t it seem like a
dream come between when it could because
After the changes, you can’t turn nothing back,
until the curtain call
Way back in the early days,
When we were running through the maze
Still searching for a stroke of luck
Guess were all still growing up
If it’s not too much to lose,
Want to hear some different news
Time Flies, don’t it seem like a dream come between
when it could because. Time Flies, don’t it seem like a
dream come between when it could because
After the changes, you can’t turn nothing back,
the different stages, have played a different act
To our amazement, we almost made it
Until the curtain call
Time Flies, don’t it seem like a dream come between
when it could because. Time Flies, don’t it seem like a
dream come between when it could because
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Hey Love, I hear you calling me
Your song brings life’s mysteries
Asleep in your arms
floating like a dove
Heavens holding me
Your words are all that speak to me
The sweetest poem words could ever bring
Out of Winter’s cold
comes the spring
Heaven’s Holding me
Love, are we ready for this day
Should it come and find us
Asking that we say farewell
Are you leaving now my dear
Even as I leave you
Taking my heart, and it’s song now
As you do
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Well I get up every morning
Fix me something to eat
Walk in to the kitchen
And you’re staring at my feet
Yeah you start bad mouthin me
Yeah you bad mouthin baby
You keep bad mouthin baby,
I’m sure gonna put you down
Well I get off in the evening
I get home right about four
The first thing I hear from you woman
When I walk through that door
Yeah you start bad mouthin me
Yeah you bad mouthin me baby
You keep bad mouthin baby,
Sure gonna put you down
Well you better stay put
You better get started
Cuz one of these days
Gonna leave you broken hearted
Yeah just keep on bad mouthin
Just keep on
You keep bad mouthin baby
Sure gonna put you down
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5. |
Dawn Landes - Traveling
03:15
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When I left New York this morning
I didn’t really have a plan
Loretta on the radio, no real place to go
Just a suitcase in my hand
I’m not looking for a pot of gold
Not reaching for a hand to hold
I’m not searching, you know
I’m just traveling
I’m not waiting to be whisked away
I’ll take my chance on a southbound lane
Wind is blowing again and I’m
Traveling
Watched the sun rise over Graceland
and go down in New Orleans
Listening to Dr. John, one more and I’ll be gone
I hear the highway calling me
I’m not looking for a pot of gold
Not needing a hand to hold
I’m not searching, you know
I’m just traveling
I’m not waiting to be whisked away
I’ll take my chance on a southbound lane
Wind is blowing again and I’m
Traveling
So what if I drag my wheels through the mud?
Can’t help myself
Got gypsy in my blood
I’m not looking for a pot of gold
At the end of the open road I’m not searching you know
I’m just traveling
I’m not waiting to be whisked away
I’ll take my chance on a southbound lane
Wind is blowing again and I’m
Traveling
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6. |
Nick Lowe - Tokyo Bay
02:23
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I’ll be a long gone daddy when they find my note
But just for the record this is what I wrote
I’m relocating to a foreign shore
You won’t have me to kick around no more
You can’t make me stay
I’m leaving today
It’s anchors aweigh
I’m shipping out to Tokyo Bay
There’s a solemn little geisha pining for me
Under a parasol out on the quay
She knows I’m coming from beyond the sea
And she’s hoping and a-praying most fervently
That today’s the day I come smoking into Tokyo Bay
I’ll find a liner, then my plan
To work my ticket as some kind of hand
Maybe picking up after the cabaret band
Anything to get my toes in the sands of Tokyo Bay
Well in a dim dockside canteen I know
With my collar turned up and my cap down low
All dressed up like a matelot
I got my grip in my hand packed ready to go
I’ll be long gone daddy when they find my note
But just for the record this is what I wrote
You, you, you can’t make me stay
I’m leaving today
So glad to say
I’m heading up the gangway
Bound for Tokyo Bay
Tokyo Bay
I’ll be long gone daddy
Be long gone daddy
Long, long gone daddy
Long gone daddy
So long
That’s all I wrote
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Well I’m a wild blues blaster
from a sunburnt California town
And I gotta loud Stratocaster
that can blow any roadhouse down
You know I been up on the mountain
And I looked for the promised land
And I been to the Ashgrove
And I shook Lightnin’s hand
Now I’m leaving tonight people
I’m Downey to Lubbock bound
Well I’m an old flatlander
From the great high plains
Like wanderlust and wonder
West Texas wind blows through my veins
But it seemed like California
Was the place to be
For a hippie country singer
That was me
And I’m leaving tonight man
I’m Lubbock to Downey bound
Forty years on the highway
Livin’ on dreams and gasoline
Yet somehow still surviving
On Advil, Nyquil and nicotine
Every city and every heartbreak
Every hopeful kiss
Every road I’ve traveled
Has led me to this
Now I’m leaving tonight people
I’m Downey to Lubbock bound
Well I took a lot of detours
Cul-de-sacs and dead ends
But I made a lot of music
And I made a lot of friends
I took a lot of turns
Maybe some were not that good
If I had to do it over
Well I surely, mostly would
I’d stay right on this highway
That’s Lubbock to Downey bound
Well I’m a wild blues blaster
Looking to find what can be found
And I’m an old flatlander
I’ve been round and round and round
I know someday this old highway’s
Gonna come to an end
I know when it does
You’re gonna be my friend
So, I’m leaving tonight people
I’m Downey to Lubbock bound
I’m leaving tonight
I’m Lubbock to Downey bound
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8. |
Kim Richey - Pin a Rose
03:45
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Look at you knocking at my door
Ahh, What’d he done he hasn’t done before
It's’ the same old story, song and dance
You’re always good for one more chance
Look at you knocking at my door
You saw a light - I saw a freight train coming
I tried to tell you he was no damn good
You heard bells - I heard the hammer falling
He ran you down like I said he would
Baby, pin a rose on me
Baby, pin a rose on me
It’s a dead end road – it’s a trail of tears
It’s a heavy load that drops you hear
Well, it tears me up to see you run back to him
Over and over, time again
It’s a dead end road – it’s a trail of tears
You saw a light - I saw a freight train coming
I tried to tell you he was no damn good
You heard bells - I heard the hammer falling
He ran you down like I said he would
Baby, pin a rose on me
Baby, pin a rose on me
You saw a light - I saw a freight train coming
I tried to tell you he was no damn good
You heard bells - I heard the hammer falling
He ran you down like I said he would
Baby, pin a rose on me
Baby, pin a rose on me
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Miss Betsy
Shall I climb up your chimney
Brush the soot out of the flue
I don't have any homework
Not in school
You’ve got a little daylight coming through
Miss Betsy
I can work in your factory
Stitch the leather shoes you wear
I don't have your kind of money
Pull your kind of strings
But the cabinet is bare
And there’s little time for mischief
Little time for games
Little time for pennies on the tracks
Little time for drawing
Pictures on the board
Little time for mischief anymore
Miss Betsy
I can wiggle in a hole
In places where a man cannot get by
Santa says be good
Or else you’ll get a lump of coal
I’ll bring you back a handful if you like
But there’s little time for mischief
Little time for games
Little time for pennies on the tracks
Little time for drawing
Pictures on the board
Little time for mischief anymore
Miss Betsy
Have you seen the pyramids
Rode a camel, is it true
My friends say you're a princess
That’s why you've never worked
When I grow up I want to be like you
But there’s little time for mischief
Little time for games
Little time for pennies on the tracks
Little time for drawing
Pictures on the board
Little time for mischief anymore
Little time for mischief
You work and then you pray
Only so many hours in the day
Leaves little time for mischief
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stayed out late last night
wasn’t hurtin’ anyone
got a taste of something good
and that led me to some fun
if you want me here I am
if you want me here I am
come and get it while you can
I’m your man
now you’re knockin’ on my door
sayin’ “hey John where you been?”
“ain’t seen you round the store
since who knows when”
if you want me here I am
come and get it while you can
I’m your man
I wrote you into this song
take your last chance before it’s gone
if you want me here I am
if you want me here I am
come and get it while you can
I’m your man
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