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There she stood in the street
Smiling from her head to her feet I said "Hey, what is this" Now baby, maybe she's in need of a kiss I said " Hey, what's your name baby" maybe we can see things the same Now don't you wait or hesitate Let's move before they raise the parking rent All right now baby, it's all right now All right now baby, it's all right now I took her home to my place Watching ev'ry move on her face She said " Look, what's your game baby are you tryin' to put me in shame?" I said " slow don't go so fast, don't you think that love can last?" She said " Love, Lord above, now you're tryin' to trick me in love" All right now baby, it's all right now All right now baby, it's all right now - 간 주 중 - All right now baby, it's all right now All right now baby, it's all right now All right now baby, it's all right now All right now baby, it's all right now All right now baby, it's all right now All right now baby, it's all right now |
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| 2. |
| 4:35 |
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My Sunday feeling is coming on over me.
My Sunday feeling is coming on over me, Now that the night is over. Got to clear my head so I can see. Till I get to put together, That old feeling won't let me be. Won't somebody tell me where I laid my head last night? Won't somebody tell me where I laid my head last night? I really don't remember, But with one more cigarette and I think I might. Till I get to put together, Well that old feeling can't get me right. Need some assistance, have you listened to what I said? Need some assistance, have you listened to what I said? Oh, I don't feel so good. Need someone to help me to my bed. Till I get to put together, That old feeling is in my head. |
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Suzanne takes you down to her place near the river
You can hear the boats go by You can spend the night beside her And you know that she's half crazy But that's why you want to be there And she feeds you tea and oranges That come all the way from China And just when you mean to tell her That you have no love to give her Then she gets you on her wavelength And she lets the river answer That you've always been her lover And you want to travel with her And you want to travel blind And you know that she will trust you For you've touched her perfect body with your mind. And Jesus was a sailor When he walked upon the water And he spent a long time watching From his lonely wooden tower And when he knew for certain Only drowning men could see him He said "All men will be sailors then Until the sea shall free them" But he himself was broken Long before the sky would open Forsaken, almost human He sank beneath your wisdom like a stone And you want to travel with him And you want to travel blind And you think maybe you'll trust him For he's touched your perfect body with his mind. Now Suzanne takes your hand And she leads you to the river She is wearing rags and feathers From Salvation Army counters And the sun pours down like honey On our lady of the harbour And she shows you where to look Among the garbage and the flowers There are heroes in the seaweed There are children in the morning They are leaning out for love And they will lean that way forever While Suzanne holds the mirror And you want to travel with her And you want to travel blind And you know that you can trust her For she's touched your perfect body with her mind. |
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You know you're a cute little heartbreaker
Foxy And you know you're a sweet little lovemaker Foxy I wanna take you home... yeah I won't do you no harm... no You've got to be all mine... all mine Ooh, foxy lady Now ah, I see you, heh, are down on the scene Foxy You make me wanna get up and scream Foxy Oh, baby listen now I've made up my mind I'm tired of wasting all my precious time You've got to be all mine... all mine Foxy lady Here I come Yeah! I'm gonna take you home I won't do you no harm... no You've got to be all mine, all mine Foxy lady Here I come baby I'm comin to get ya Oh foxy lady You look so good Yeah, foxy... foxy Yeah, give us some Foxy Yeah, get it, babe You make me feel like Feel like sayin' foxy Foxy Foxy lady Foxy lady |
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| 12:16 |
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Busted flat in Baton Rouge,
headin' for the train, Feelin' nearly faded as my jeans. Bobby thumbed a diesel down, just before it rained; Took us all the way to New Orleans. I took my harpoon out of my dirty red bandanna, And was blowing sad while Bobby sang the blues. With them windshield wipers slappin' time, And Bobby clappin' hands, We finally sang up every song that driver knew. Freedom's just another word for nothing' left to lose: Nothin' ain't worth nothin' but it's free. Feeling good was easy, Lord, when Bobby sang the blues. Feeling good was good enough for me; Good enough for me and Bobby McGee. From the coal mines of Kentucky to the California sun, Bobby shared the secrets of my soul. Standin' right beside me, Lord, through everything I've done, Every night she kept me from the cold. Then somewhere near Salinas, Lord, I let her slip away, Lookin' for the home I hope she'll find. And I'd trade all my tomorrows for a single yesterday, Holdin' Bobby's body next to mine. Freedom's just another word for nothing' left to lose: Nothin' left is all she left for me. Feeling good was easy, Lord, when Bobby sang the blues. Buddy, that was good enough for me; Good enough for me and Bobby McGee. La da da la la na na na La da da na na. La la la da, Me and Bobby McGee. La la la la la da da da La la la da da. La la la da, Me and Bobby McGee. La la la la la na na na La la la da da. La da da da, Me and Bobby McGee. La la la la la da da da- |
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They paved paradise, put up a parking lot
With a pink hotel, a boutique, and a swingin' hotspot Don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you've got till it's gone? They paved paradise, put up a parking lot (Shoo-bop-bop-bop-bop, shoo-bop-bop-bop-bop) They took all the trees, put them in a tree museum And they charged the people A dollar and a half just to see 'em Don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you've got till it's gone? They paved paradise, put up a parking lot (Shoo-bop-bop-bop-bop, shoo-bop-bop-bop-bop) Hey farmer, farmer, put away the DDT now Give me spots on my apples But leave me the birds and the bees, please Don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you've got till its gone? They paved paradise, put up a parking lot (Shoo-bop-bop-bop-bop, shoo-bop-bop-bop-bop) Late last night, I heard the screen door slam And a big yellow taxi took away my old man Don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you've got till it's gone? They paved paradise, put up a parking lot (Shoo-bop-bop-bop-bop) I said, don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you've got till it's gone? They paved paradise, put up a parking lot (Shoo-bop-bop-bop-bop) They paved paradise, put up a parking lot (Shoo-bop-bop-bop-bop) They paved paradise, put up a parking lot Ah ha ha ha |
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| 4:15 |
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I came upon a child of God
He was walking along the road And I asked him, where are you going And this he told me... I'm going on down to Yasgur's farm I'm going to join in a rock 'n' roll band I'm going to camp out on the land I'm gonna try and get my soul free We are stardust We are golden And we've got to get ourselves Back to the garden Then can I walk beside you I have come here to lose the smog And I feel to be a cog in something turning Well maybe it is just the time of year Or maybe it's the time of man I don't know who l am But ya know life is for learning We are stardust We are golden And we've got to get ourselves Back to the garden We are stardust We are golden And we've got to get ourselves Back to the garden By the time we got to Woodstock We were half a million strong And everywhere there was song and celebration And I dreamed I saw the bombers Riding shotgun in the sky And they were turning into butterflies Above our nation We are stardust We are golden And we've got to get ourselves Back to the garden We are stardust Billion-year-old carbon We are golden Caught in the devil's bargain And we've got to get ourselves Back to the garden |
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| 1. |
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We'll be fighting in the streets
with our children at our feet. And the moral that they worship will be gone and the man who spurred us on sit in judgement of all wrong they decide and the shotgun sings the song. I'll tip my hat to the new constitution take a bow for the new revolution. Smile and grin at the change all around take up my guitar and play just like yesterday and I'll get on my knees and pray. We don't get fooled again oh no I'll move myself and my fam'ly aside if we happen to be left half alive. I'll get all my papers and smile at the sky thought I know that the hypnotized never lie. There's nothing in the streets looks any different to me. and the slogans are defaced by the by. And the parting of the left is no a parting of the right. And the beards have always grown longer over night. I'll tip my hat... Won't get fooled again. Won't get fooled again. |
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| 6:33 |
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Take a little dope
And walk out in the air The stars are all connected To the brain Find me a woman and lay down on the ground Her pleasure comes fallin' down like rain Get myself a car I feel power as I fly Whoa, now I'm really in control {Chorus:} It all looks fine To the naked eye! But it don't really happen that way at all! Don't happen that way at all! You sign your own name And I'll sign mine They're both the same We still get separate rooms You can cover up your guts But when you cover up your nuts You're admittin' that there must be something wrong Press any button Milk and honey flow The world begins behind your neighbor's wall [Chorus} You hold the gun And I hold the wound And we stand lookin' in each other's eyes {Chorus} ------------- Lyrics Powered by LyricFind Written By CUNNIFF, JILL <i>Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing</i> |
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| 5. |
| 4:04 |
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When I find myself in times of trouble
Mother Mary comes to me Speaking words of wisdom, let it be. And in my hour of darkness She is standing right in front of me Speaking words of wisdom, let it be. Let it be, let it be. Let it be, let it be. Whisper words of wisdom, let it be. And when the broken hearted people Living in the world agree, There will be an answer, let it be. For though they may be parted There is still a chance that they will see There will be an answer, let it be. Let it be, let it be. Yeah Let it be, let it be. There will be an answer, let it be. And when the night is cloudy, There is still a light that shines on me, Shines until tomorrow, let it be. I wake up to the sound of music Mother Mary sings to me There will be no sorrow, let it be. Let it be, let it be. Let it be, let it be. There will be no sorrow, let it be. Let it be, let it be, Let it be, let it be. There will be no sorrow, let it be. Let it be, let it be, Let it be, let it be. There will be no sorrow, let it be |
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| 5:15 |
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Nights in white satin never reaching the end
Letters I've written never meaning to send Beauty I'd always missed with these eyes before Just what the truth is I can't say any more Cause I love you Yes I love you Oh how I love you Gazing at people some hand in hand Just what I'm going through they can't understand Some try to tell me thoughts they cannot defend Just what you want to be you'll be in the end And I love you Yes I love you Oh how I love you, oh I love you |
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| 3:53 |
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In the chilly hours and minutes
Of uncertainty, I want to be In the warm hold of your loving mind To feel you all around me And to take your hand along the sand Ah, but I may as well try and catch the wind When sundown pales the sky I want to hide a while behind your smile And everywhere I'd look your eyes I'd find For me to love you now Would be the sweetest thing 'twould make me sing Ah, but I may as well try and catch the wind Di di di di, di di di di Di di di di, di di di di Di di di When rain has hung the leaves with tears I want you near to kill my fears To help me to leave all my blues behind For standin' in your heart Is where I want to be and long to be Ah, but I may as well try and catch the wind Ah, but I may as well try and catch the wind |
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| 7:13 |
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| 14:59 |
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| 3:50 |
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| 12. |
| 11:19 |
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They're selling postcards of the hanging
They're painting the passports brown The beauty parlor is filled with sailors The circus is in town Here comes the blind commissioner They've got him in a trance One hand is tied to the tightrope walker The other is in his pants And the riot squad, they're restless They need somewhere to go As Lady and I look out tonight From Desolation Row Cinderella, she seems so easy "It takes one to know one," she smiles And puts her hands in her back pocket Bette Davis style And in comes Romeo, he's moaning "You belong to me, I believe" And someone says, "You're in the wrong place, my friend You'd better leave" And the only sound that's left After the ambulances go Is Cinderella sweeping up On Desolation Row Now the moon is almost hidden The stars are beginning to hide The fortune telling lady Has even taken all her things inside All except for Cain and Abel And the hunchback of Notre Dame Everybody's making love Or else expecting rain And the good Samaritan, he's dressing He's getting ready for the show He's going to the carnival Tonight on Desolation Row Ophelia, she's 'neath the window For her I feel so afraid On her 22nd birthday She already is an old maid To her death is quite romantic She wears an ironed vest Her profession's her religion Her sin is her lifelessness And though her eyes are fixed upon Noah's great rainbow She spends her time peeking into Desolation Row Einstein disguised as Robin Hood With his memories in a trunk Passed this way an hour ago With his friend, a jealous monk Now he looked so immaculately frightful As he bummed a cigarette Then he went off sniffing drainpipes And reciting the alphabet You would not think to look at him But he was famous long ago For playing the electric violin On Desolation Row Dr. Filth, he keeps his world Inside of a leather cup But all his sexless patients They are trying to blow it up Now his nurse, some local loser She's in charge of the cyanide hole And she also keeps the cards that read "Have mercy on his soul" They all play on the penny whistle You can hear them blow If you lean your head out far enough From Desolation Row Across the street they've nailed the curtains They're getting ready for the feast The phantom of the opera In a perfect image of a priest They are spoon-feeding Casanova To get him to feel more assured Then they'll kill him with self-confidence After poisoning him with words And the phantom shouting to skinny girls "Get out of here if you don't know" Casanova is just being punished For going to Desolation Row At midnight all the agents And the superhuman crew Come out and round up everyone That knows more than they do And they bring them to the factory Where their heart attack machine Is strapped across their shoulders And then the kerosene Is brought down from the castles By insurance men who go Check to see that nobody is escaping To Desolation Row Praise be to Nero's Neptune The Titanic sails at dawn Everybody's shouting "Which side are you on?" And Ezra Pound and T.S. Elliot Fighting in the captain's tower While calypso singers laugh at them And fishermen hold flowers Between the windows of the sea Where lovely mermaids flow And nobody has to think too much About Desolation Row Yes, I received your letter yesterday About the time the doorknob broke When you asked me how I was doing Was that some kind of joke? All these people that you mentioned Yes, I know them, they are quite lame I had to rearrange their faces And give them all another name Right now I can't read too good Don't send me no more letters, no Not unless you mail them from Desolation Row |
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