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from Rosanne Cash - The Wheel (1993)
I'm staying in your house
I'm sleeping in your bed I'm walking through your dreams I'm dancing through your head I'm calling from the streets I'm crying like the wind 'Cause you are there And I am here And you won't let me in We'll I'm changing like a girl On the threshold of her life In love with the whole world But staring down each night You're everything I need A love I can't defend [Chorus] But you are there And I am here And you won't let me in No time for kisses No time to laugh No way that I can see To crawl out of our past Well I'm falling to my knees But I'm flying like a bird I follow where you lead I hang on every word I can't control the wind I don't care who you've been I keep callin' |
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| from Rosanne Cash - Seven Year Ache (1984) | |||||
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| from Rosanne Cash - Right Or Wrong/ Seven Year Ache (2005) | |||||
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| from Ghost Brothers Of Darkland County [single, ost] (2013) | |||||
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| from Ghost Brothers of Darkland County (with Dialog) [single, ost] (2013) | |||||
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| from Rosanne Cash - Black Cadillac (2006) | |||||
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| from Rosanne Cash - The River & The Thread (2013) | |||||
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from Rosanne Cash - Rules of Travel (2003)
Will you remember me
like the circled stones like the secret hills where you walk alone where the wind can speak my other names like the air you breathe will you remember me? Will you remember me as your airplane flies over foreign seas and breaking skies like a perfect child you can't bear to leave in your last long days will you remember me? Will you remember me on the edge of life where time runs slow where some can fly in these shuttered rooms where we say goodbye when the soul is free will you remember when there's no need to breathe will you remember me? |
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from Rosanne Cash - Rules Of Travel (2003)
Will you remember me
like the circled stones like the secret hills where you walk alone where the wind can speak my other names like the air you breathe will you remember me? Will you remember me as your airplane flies over foreign seas and breaking skies like a perfect child you can't bear to leave in your last long days will you remember me? Will you remember me on the edge of life where time runs slow where some can fly in these shuttered rooms where we say goodbye when the soul is free will you remember when there's no need to breathe will you remember me? |
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| from Rosanne Cash - The Good Intent EP [ep] (2009) | |||||
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| from Kris Kristofferson - Why Me (Live) [digital single] (2017) | |||||
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| from Rosanne Cash - King's Record Shop (1987) | |||||
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| from Rosanne Cash - King's Record Shop (1987) | |||||
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| from Rosanne Cash - Seven Year Ache (1984) | |||||
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| from Rosanne Cash - Right Or Wrong/ Seven Year Ache (2005) | |||||
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| from Rosanne Cash - The River & The Thread (2013) | |||||
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from Rosanne Cash - Retrospective (1995)
We tried to make ourselves pay
for something we'd never done threw the best parts of life away on street talk, strangers and drugs but what we really want is love what we really need is love I want to call out your name I want to hold out my hand the wom |
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from Rosanne Cash - Interiors (2002)
We tried to make ourselves pay
for something we'd never done threw the best parts of life away on street talk, strangers and drugs but what we really want is love what we really need is love I want to call out your name I want to hold out my hand the wom |
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from Rosanne Cash - Interiors (2002)
We tried to make ourselves pay
for something we'd never done threw the best parts of life away on street talk, strangers and drugs but what we really want is love what we really need is love I want to call out your name I want to hold out my hand the wom |
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from Rosanne Cash - Interiors (2002)
We tried to make ourselves pay
for something we'd never done threw the best parts of life away on street talk, strangers and drugs but what we really want is love what we really need is love I want to call out your name I want to hold out my hand the wom |
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from Rosanne Cash - The Very Best Of Rosanne Cash (2005)
We tried to make ourselves pay
for something we'd never done threw the best parts of life away on street talk, strangers and drugs but what we really want is love what we really need is love I want to call out your name I want to hold out my hand the wom |
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| from Rosanne Cash - The Essential Rosanne Cash (2011) | |||||
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| from Rosanne Cash - Seven Year Ache (1984) | |||||
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| from Rosanne Cash - Right Or Wrong/ Seven Year Ache (2005) | |||||
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| from Rosanne Cash - Across the Borderline (Live 1989) [digital single, live] (2022) | |||||
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| from Rosanne Cash - The Essential Rosanne Cash (2011) | |||||
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from Rosanne Cash - Rules Of Travel (2003)
I stand here by the Western Wall
maybe a little of that wall stands inside of us all I shove my prayers in the cracks I got nothing to lose No one to answer back All these years I've brought up for review I wasn't taught this, but I learned something new I had to answer a distant call At the Western Wall I've got a heart full of fear and I offer it up on this altar of tears Red dust settles deep in my skin I don't know where it stops and where I begin It's a crumbling pile of broken stones it ain't much but it might be home if I ever loved a place at all it's the Western Wall I don't know if God was ever a man But if She was, I think I understand Why He found a place to break his fall near the Western Wall |
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from Rosanne Cash - 10 Song Demo (2003)
I stand here by the Western Wall
maybe a little of that wall stands inside of us all I shove my prayers in the cracks I got nothing to lose No one to answer back All these years I've brought up for review I wasn't taught this, but I learned something new I had to answer a distant call At the Western Wall I've got a heart full of fear and I offer it up on this altar of tears Red dust settles deep in my skin I don't know where it stops and where I begin It's a crumbling pile of broken stones it ain't much but it might be home if I ever loved a place at all it's the Western Wall I don't know if God was ever a man But if She was, I think I understand Why He found a place to break his fall near the Western Wall |
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from Rosanne Cash - The Very Best Of Rosanne Cash (2005)
I stand here by the Western Wall
maybe a little of that wall stands inside of us all I shove my prayers in the cracks I got nothing to lose No one to answer back All these years I've brought up for review I wasn't taught this, but I learned something new I had to answer a distant call At the Western Wall I've got a heart full of fear and I offer it up on this altar of tears Red dust settles deep in my skin I don't know where it stops and where I begin It's a crumbling pile of broken stones it ain't much but it might be home if I ever loved a place at all it's the Western Wall I don't know if God was ever a man But if She was, I think I understand Why He found a place to break his fall near the Western Wall |
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| from John Paul White - We're All In This Together Now [digital single] (2020) | |||||
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| from Rosanne Cash - The River & The Thread (2013) | |||||
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| from Rosanne Cash - Rules Of Travel (2003) | |||||
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| from Rosanne Cash - Rules of Travel (2003) | |||||
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from Rosanne Cash - Interiors (2002)
I read about this baby she got beat up by her dad
She was nine months old and he was a full grown man She may have been learning how to crawl and he put a fist in her face And the doctor said this baby's gone she can't be replaced Now you read a lot of things in the daily news But I'm laying awake at nights wondering what to do I pray the Lord her soul to keep cause all down here are fast asleep But I want to say this baby belongs to me and you So we gotta wake up this baby belongs to me and you Everyday when I wake up in this world and it's spinning out of control Who's at the wheel seems no one knows We're all just like a baby frightened and so sad Feeling beat up by someone who looks like dad Now you read a lot of things... So we gotta wake up this baby belongs to me and you |
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from Rosanne Cash - Interiors (2002)
I read about this baby she got beat up by her dad
She was nine months old and he was a full grown man She may have been learning how to crawl and he put a fist in her face And the doctor said this baby's gone she can't be replaced Now you read a lot of things in the daily news But I'm laying awake at nights wondering what to do I pray the Lord her soul to keep cause all down here are fast asleep But I want to say this baby belongs to me and you So we gotta wake up this baby belongs to me and you Everyday when I wake up in this world and it's spinning out of control Who's at the wheel seems no one knows We're all just like a baby frightened and so sad Feeling beat up by someone who looks like dad Now you read a lot of things... So we gotta wake up this baby belongs to me and you |
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from Rosanne Cash - Interiors (2002)
I read about this baby she got beat up by her dad
She was nine months old and he was a full grown man She may have been learning how to crawl and he put a fist in her face And the doctor said this baby's gone she can't be replaced Now you read a lot of things in the daily news But I'm laying awake at nights wondering what to do I pray the Lord her soul to keep cause all down here are fast asleep But I want to say this baby belongs to me and you So we gotta wake up this baby belongs to me and you Everyday when I wake up in this world and it's spinning out of control Who's at the wheel seems no one knows We're all just like a baby frightened and so sad Feeling beat up by someone who looks like dad Now you read a lot of things... So we gotta wake up this baby belongs to me and you |
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| from Rosanne Cash - Right Or Wrong/ Seven Year Ache (2005) | |||||
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| from Rosanne Cash - Right or Wrong (2014) | |||||
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| from Rosanne Cash - Somewhere In the Stars (2015) | |||||
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| from Rosanne Cash - Black Cadillac (2006) | |||||
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| from Rosanne Cash - The Essential Rosanne Cash (2011) | |||||
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from Rosanne Cash - The Wheel (1993)
How long was I asleep?
When did we plan to meet? Have you been waiting long for me? When did the sky turn black? Do you still want me back? I'll pick it all up piece by piece. And the wheel goes round and round. And the flame in our souls will never burn out. And the wheel, and the wheel goes round. I am a river with a voice. I came into your life by choice. And none can judge just how that feels. You are a messenger from God. You are the angel I forgot. And who's to say that it isn't real? And the wheel goes round and round. And the flame in our souls will never burn out. And the wheel, and the wheel goes round. I'm not looking for the answers. Oh, darling don't you see That just to know the question Is good enough for me. Take up the hearts you came to heal. Put down your dagger and your shield. You need fear nothing now from me. I see the essence of the man. I stand before you as a friend. The truth moves through us even when we sleep. And the wheel goes round and round. And the flame in our souls will never burn out. And the wheel, and the wheel goes round. ------------- Lyrics Powered by LyricFind Written By ROSANNE CASH <i>Lyrics © BUG MUSIC</i> |
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from Rosanne Cash - Retrospective (1995)
How long was I asleep?
When did we plan to meet? Have you been waiting long for me? When did the sky turn black? Do you still want me back? I'll pick it all up piece by piece. And the wheel goes round and round. And the flame in our souls will never burn out. And the wheel, and the wheel goes round. I am a river with a voice. I came into your life by choice. And none can judge just how that feels. You are a messenger from God. You are the angel I forgot. And who's to say that it isn't real? And the wheel goes round and round. And the flame in our souls will never burn out. And the wheel, and the wheel goes round. I'm not looking for the answers. Oh, darling don't you see That just to know the question Is good enough for me. Take up the hearts you came to heal. Put down your dagger and your shield. You need fear nothing now from me. I see the essence of the man. I stand before you as a friend. The truth moves through us even when we sleep. And the wheel goes round and round. And the flame in our souls will never burn out. And the wheel, and the wheel goes round. ------------- Lyrics Powered by LyricFind Written By ROSANNE CASH <i>Lyrics © BUG MUSIC</i> |
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from Rosanne Cash - The Very Best Of Rosanne Cash (2005)
How long was I asleep?
When did we plan to meet? Have you been waiting long for me? When did the sky turn black? Do you still want me back? I'll pick it all up piece by piece. And the wheel goes round and round. And the flame in our souls will never burn out. And the wheel, and the wheel goes round. I am a river with a voice. I came into your life by choice. And none can judge just how that feels. You are a messenger from God. You are the angel I forgot. And who's to say that it isn't real? And the wheel goes round and round. And the flame in our souls will never burn out. And the wheel, and the wheel goes round. I'm not looking for the answers. Oh, darling don't you see That just to know the question Is good enough for me. Take up the hearts you came to heal. Put down your dagger and your shield. You need fear nothing now from me. I see the essence of the man. I stand before you as a friend. The truth moves through us even when we sleep. And the wheel goes round and round. And the flame in our souls will never burn out. And the wheel, and the wheel goes round. ------------- Lyrics Powered by LyricFind Written By ROSANNE CASH <i>Lyrics © BUG MUSIC</i> |
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| from Rosanne Cash - The Essential Rosanne Cash (2011) | |||||
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| from Rosanne Cash - Across the Borderline (Live 1989) [digital single, live] (2022) | |||||
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from Rosanne Cash - King's Record Shop (1987)
Just one more kiss she'll have to miss this night with you
Now you're guilty of this secret love as I am too You'll get used to telling lies feeling sorry when she cries Now that the strings aren't attached you'll catch on we've done our part Oh this is the way we make a broken heart Lesson number one we've just begun to hurt her so And with lesson two she'll long for you when lights are low And when we get to lesson three when she gets down on her knees And begs you to stop at the door just before she comes apart Oh this is the way we make a broken heart Now we've made a trail of tears for her to follow And we've thought of every line that she might swallow And with lesson four there will be no more for her to bear And on some dark night we'll dim the lights on this affair Then she'll find somebody new and he'll likely hurt her too Cause there must be millions just like you and me practiced in the art Oh and this is the way we make a broken heart Oh and this is the way we make a broken heart Ay yi, yi, yi, yi, yi, yi, yi This is the way we make a broken heart Ay yi, yi, yi, yi, yi, yi, yi This is the way, this is the way, this is the way, this is the way Oh this is the way we make a broken heart |
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from Rosanne Cash - King's Record Shop (1987)
Just one more kiss she'll have to miss this night with you
Now you're guilty of this secret love as I am too You'll get used to telling lies feeling sorry when she cries Now that the strings aren't attached you'll catch on we've done our part Oh this is the way we make a broken heart Lesson number one we've just begun to hurt her so And with lesson two she'll long for you when lights are low And when we get to lesson three when she gets down on her knees And begs you to stop at the door just before she comes apart Oh this is the way we make a broken heart Now we've made a trail of tears for her to follow And we've thought of every line that she might swallow And with lesson four there will be no more for her to bear And on some dark night we'll dim the lights on this affair Then she'll find somebody new and he'll likely hurt her too Cause there must be millions just like you and me practiced in the art Oh and this is the way we make a broken heart Oh and this is the way we make a broken heart Ay yi, yi, yi, yi, yi, yi, yi This is the way we make a broken heart Ay yi, yi, yi, yi, yi, yi, yi This is the way, this is the way, this is the way, this is the way Oh this is the way we make a broken heart |
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from Rosanne Cash - Rosanne Cash Super Hits (1998)
Just one more kiss she'll have to miss this night with you
Now you're guilty of this secret love as I am too You'll get used to telling lies feeling sorry when she cries Now that the strings aren't attached you'll catch on we've done our part Oh this is the way we make a broken heart Lesson number one we've just begun to hurt her so And with lesson two she'll long for you when lights are low And when we get to lesson three when she gets down on her knees And begs you to stop at the door just before she comes apart Oh this is the way we make a broken heart Now we've made a trail of tears for her to follow And we've thought of every line that she might swallow And with lesson four there will be no more for her to bear And on some dark night we'll dim the lights on this affair Then she'll find somebody new and he'll likely hurt her too Cause there must be millions just like you and me practiced in the art Oh and this is the way we make a broken heart Oh and this is the way we make a broken heart Ay yi, yi, yi, yi, yi, yi, yi This is the way we make a broken heart Ay yi, yi, yi, yi, yi, yi, yi This is the way, this is the way, this is the way, this is the way Oh this is the way we make a broken heart |
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from Rosanne Cash - The Very Best Of Rosanne Cash (2005)
Just one more kiss she'll have to miss this night with you
Now you're guilty of this secret love as I am too You'll get used to telling lies feeling sorry when she cries Now that the strings aren't attached you'll catch on we've done our part Oh this is the way we make a broken heart Lesson number one we've just begun to hurt her so And with lesson two she'll long for you when lights are low And when we get to lesson three when she gets down on her knees And begs you to stop at the door just before she comes apart Oh this is the way we make a broken heart Now we've made a trail of tears for her to follow And we've thought of every line that she might swallow And with lesson four there will be no more for her to bear And on some dark night we'll dim the lights on this affair Then she'll find somebody new and he'll likely hurt her too Cause there must be millions just like you and me practiced in the art Oh and this is the way we make a broken heart Oh and this is the way we make a broken heart Ay yi, yi, yi, yi, yi, yi, yi This is the way we make a broken heart Ay yi, yi, yi, yi, yi, yi, yi This is the way, this is the way, this is the way, this is the way Oh this is the way we make a broken heart |
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| from Rosanne Cash - The Essential Rosanne Cash (2011) | |||||
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| from Johnny Cash - Johnny Cash: Forever Words Expanded (2021) | |||||
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| from Endless Highway: The Music Of The Band [omnibus] (2003) | |||||
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| from Rosanne Cash - She Remembers Everything (2018) | |||||
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from Rosanne Cash - The Wheel (1993)
I know the truth about you babe
Know the stories you tell I can feel your heart locked up inside you Swear I know you so well When the wind blows out across the water and we stand here in this light all our secrets fall like raindrops between us and i know the truth tonight know the truth about you babe i can feel it through your hands i can touch it when i'm sleeping i can love it when you can if our ships sail on to distant places and our memories burn and fade i might say i loved a man just like you and i know the truth today i know the truth bout you babe where you fall and where you stand where your walls still come between us where you take it like a man |
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| from Rosanne Cash - The River & The Thread (2013) | |||||
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from Rosanne Cash - King's Record Shop (1987)
I don't know what you feel no more when you look in my eyes
I know I'm the same girl who walked out that door, But I'm brand new inside, Maybe what I'm sayin' ain't true after all, I take it a minute at a time, Maybe all I want is to hold you right now with no compromise, This is the real me, breakin' down at last, Hey, it's the real me, crawlin' out of my past, Baby, the real me, wants the real you, so bad The numbness overcomes me now like alcohol and fear, And I want to crawl inside you, baby, but I don't want you near, A woman's her own mystery, not a shadow of her man, But I'm not a queen inside a mirror no more, I'm not a guard to hold hand, This is the real me, breakin' down at last, Hey, it's the real me, crawlin' out of my past, Baby, the real me, wants the real you, so bad Well, I've got no answers now, And I don't expect them of you Thank God for second chances, baby, Cause there's something I can give to you, And it's the real me, breakin' down at last, Hey, it's the real me, crawlin' out of my past, Baby, the real me, wants the real you, so bad, Baby, the real me, wants the real you, so bad ------------- Lyrics Powered by LyricFind Written By ROSANNE CASH <i>Lyrics © BUG MUSIC</i> |
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from Rosanne Cash - King's Record Shop (1987)
I don't know what you feel no more when you look in my eyes
I know I'm the same girl who walked out that door, But I'm brand new inside, Maybe what I'm sayin' ain't true after all, I take it a minute at a time, Maybe all I want is to hold you right now with no compromise, This is the real me, breakin' down at last, Hey, it's the real me, crawlin' out of my past, Baby, the real me, wants the real you, so bad The numbness overcomes me now like alcohol and fear, And I want to crawl inside you, baby, but I don't want you near, A woman's her own mystery, not a shadow of her man, But I'm not a queen inside a mirror no more, I'm not a guard to hold hand, This is the real me, breakin' down at last, Hey, it's the real me, crawlin' out of my past, Baby, the real me, wants the real you, so bad Well, I've got no answers now, And I don't expect them of you Thank God for second chances, baby, Cause there's something I can give to you, And it's the real me, breakin' down at last, Hey, it's the real me, crawlin' out of my past, Baby, the real me, wants the real you, so bad, Baby, the real me, wants the real you, so bad ------------- Lyrics Powered by LyricFind Written By ROSANNE CASH <i>Lyrics © BUG MUSIC</i> |
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| from Rosanne Cash - The Essential Rosanne Cash (2011) | |||||
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| from Rosanne Cash - She Remembers Everything (2018) | |||||
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| from Rosanne Cash - She Remembers Everything (2018) | |||||
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| from Rosanne Cash - The River & The Thread (2013) | |||||
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| from Rosanne Cash - The Killing Fields [digital single] (2021) | |||||
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| from Rosanne Cash - Seven Year Ache (1984) | |||||
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| from Rosanne Cash - Somewhere In the Stars (2015) | |||||
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| from Rosanne Cash - Across the Borderline (Live 1989) [digital single, live] (2022) | |||||
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from Rosanne Cash - King's Record Shop (1987)
In a little cabaret
In a south Texas boarder town Sat a boy and his guitar And the people came from all around And all the girls From there to Austin Were slippin' away from home And puttin' jewelry in hock to take the trip To go and listen To the little dark-haired boy who played the Tennessee flat top box And he would play Well he couldn't ride or wrangle And he never cared to make it dime But give him his guitar And he'd be happy all the time And all the girls From nine to ninety Were snappin' fingers Tappin' toes And beggin' him don't stop And hypnotized And fascinated By the little dark-haired boy who played the Tennessee flat top box And he would play Then one day he was gone And no one ever saw him 'round He vanished like the breeze They forgot him in the little town But all the girls Still dreamed about him And hung around The caberet until the doors were locked And then one day On the hit parade Was a little dark-haired boy who played the Tennessee flat top box And he would play |
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from Rosanne Cash - King's Record Shop (1987)
In a little cabaret
In a south Texas boarder town Sat a boy and his guitar And the people came from all around And all the girls From there to Austin Were slippin' away from home And puttin' jewelry in hock to take the trip To go and listen To the little dark-haired boy who played the Tennessee flat top box And he would play Well he couldn't ride or wrangle And he never cared to make it dime But give him his guitar And he'd be happy all the time And all the girls From nine to ninety Were snappin' fingers Tappin' toes And beggin' him don't stop And hypnotized And fascinated By the little dark-haired boy who played the Tennessee flat top box And he would play Then one day he was gone And no one ever saw him 'round He vanished like the breeze They forgot him in the little town But all the girls Still dreamed about him And hung around The caberet until the doors were locked And then one day On the hit parade Was a little dark-haired boy who played the Tennessee flat top box And he would play |
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from SUPER HITS OF THE '80s (1997)
In a little cabaret
In a south Texas boarder town Sat a boy and his guitar And the people came from all around And all the girls From there to Austin Were slippin' away from home And puttin' jewelry in hock to take the trip To go and listen To the little dark-haired boy who played the Tennessee flat top box And he would play Well he couldn't ride or wrangle And he never cared to make it dime But give him his guitar And he'd be happy all the time And all the girls From nine to ninety Were snappin' fingers Tappin' toes And beggin' him don't stop And hypnotized And fascinated By the little dark-haired boy who played the Tennessee flat top box And he would play Then one day he was gone And no one ever saw him 'round He vanished like the breeze They forgot him in the little town But all the girls Still dreamed about him And hung around The caberet until the doors were locked And then one day On the hit parade Was a little dark-haired boy who played the Tennessee flat top box And he would play |
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from Rosanne Cash - Rosanne Cash Super Hits (1998)
In a little cabaret
In a south Texas boarder town Sat a boy and his guitar And the people came from all around And all the girls From there to Austin Were slippin' away from home And puttin' jewelry in hock to take the trip To go and listen To the little dark-haired boy who played the Tennessee flat top box And he would play Well he couldn't ride or wrangle And he never cared to make it dime But give him his guitar And he'd be happy all the time And all the girls From nine to ninety Were snappin' fingers Tappin' toes And beggin' him don't stop And hypnotized And fascinated By the little dark-haired boy who played the Tennessee flat top box And he would play Then one day he was gone And no one ever saw him 'round He vanished like the breeze They forgot him in the little town But all the girls Still dreamed about him And hung around The caberet until the doors were locked And then one day On the hit parade Was a little dark-haired boy who played the Tennessee flat top box And he would play |
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from Rosanne Cash - The Very Best Of Rosanne Cash (2005)
In a little cabaret
In a south Texas boarder town Sat a boy and his guitar And the people came from all around And all the girls From there to Austin Were slippin' away from home And puttin' jewelry in hock to take the trip To go and listen To the little dark-haired boy who played the Tennessee flat top box And he would play Well he couldn't ride or wrangle And he never cared to make it dime But give him his guitar And he'd be happy all the time And all the girls From nine to ninety Were snappin' fingers Tappin' toes And beggin' him don't stop And hypnotized And fascinated By the little dark-haired boy who played the Tennessee flat top box And he would play Then one day he was gone And no one ever saw him 'round He vanished like the breeze They forgot him in the little town But all the girls Still dreamed about him And hung around The caberet until the doors were locked And then one day On the hit parade Was a little dark-haired boy who played the Tennessee flat top box And he would play |
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from Rosanne Cash - The Wheel (1993)
It's the ghost of a dream
That awakens me in the night When no ones around But I don't hear the sound Of those tears falling down And its the breath of a kiss And so much tenderness That drives my knees to the ground But we don't hear the sound Of those tears falling down There's a river that won't forget And a wind that gives us breath But in the cradle of our fears We sleep without tears And it's your eyes close to mine That lets in the light That shows me where love can be found But I don't hear the sound Of those tears falling down |
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from Rosanne Cash - The Wheel (1993)
I'll send the angels to watch
Over you tonight And you send them right back To me A lonely road is a bodyguard If we really want it to be There's a fascination behind Every window But I know you really care for me And soon we'll be sleeping in Paris And we can set those angels free No one sees behind the mask No one knows I'm sinking fast But soon we'll be sleeping in Paris And we can set those angels free Love is just a lunar slave It's tied to the ebb and flow Generations get glued to the waves Just to see which way they'll go There's a desperation on wild street corners But I think you're just waiting for me And soon we'll be sleeping in Paris And we can set those wild ones free No one sees behind the door But everyday it's one step forward And soon we'll be sleeping in Paris And we can set those wild ones free All those nights I laid with my eyes closed But not sleeping at all Those nights I thought I knew which way the wind blows But now its blowing me back to you And the wind speaks French too No one sees and no one knows But every day I'm letting go And soon we'll be sleeping in Paris Soon we'll we sleeping in Paris And we can set those angels free |
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from Rosanne Cash - Retrospective (1995)
I'll send the angels to watch
Over you tonight And you send them right back To me A lonely road is a bodyguard If we really want it to be There's a fascination behind Every window But I know you really care for me And soon we'll be sleeping in Paris And we can set those angels free No one sees behind the mask No one knows I'm sinking fast But soon we'll be sleeping in Paris And we can set those angels free Love is just a lunar slave It's tied to the ebb and flow Generations get glued to the waves Just to see which way they'll go There's a desperation on wild street corners But I think you're just waiting for me And soon we'll be sleeping in Paris And we can set those wild ones free No one sees behind the door But everyday it's one step forward And soon we'll be sleeping in Paris And we can set those wild ones free All those nights I laid with my eyes closed But not sleeping at all Those nights I thought I knew which way the wind blows But now its blowing me back to you And the wind speaks French too No one sees and no one knows But every day I'm letting go And soon we'll be sleeping in Paris Soon we'll we sleeping in Paris And we can set those angels free |
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from Rosanne Cash - The Very Best Of Rosanne Cash (2005)
I'll send the angels to watch
Over you tonight And you send them right back To me A lonely road is a bodyguard If we really want it to be There's a fascination behind Every window But I know you really care for me And soon we'll be sleeping in Paris And we can set those angels free No one sees behind the mask No one knows I'm sinking fast But soon we'll be sleeping in Paris And we can set those angels free Love is just a lunar slave It's tied to the ebb and flow Generations get glued to the waves Just to see which way they'll go There's a desperation on wild street corners But I think you're just waiting for me And soon we'll be sleeping in Paris And we can set those wild ones free No one sees behind the door But everyday it's one step forward And soon we'll be sleeping in Paris And we can set those wild ones free All those nights I laid with my eyes closed But not sleeping at all Those nights I thought I knew which way the wind blows But now its blowing me back to you And the wind speaks French too No one sees and no one knows But every day I'm letting go And soon we'll be sleeping in Paris Soon we'll we sleeping in Paris And we can set those angels free |
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from Rosanne Cash - The Wheel (1993)
The world keeps getting smaller
'til it closes 'round my room and everything I feel now is hard and fast and true My window is a spotlight on the madness down below it takes a silent figure to make this place a home Now the candles burn all night without |
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from Rosanne Cash - Retrospective (1995)
The world keeps getting smaller
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from Rosanne Cash - The Very Best Of Rosanne Cash (2005)
The world keeps getting smaller
'til it closes 'round my room and everything I feel now is hard and fast and true My window is a spotlight on the madness down below it takes a silent figure to make this place a home Now the candles burn all night without |
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from Rosanne Cash - Seven Year Ache (1984)
You act like you were just born tonight
Face down in a memory but feeling all right So who does your past belong to today? Baby, you don't say nothing when you're feeling this way The girls in the bars thinking, "who is this guy?" But they don't think no |
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from Rosanne Cash - Seven Year Ache (1984)
You act like you were just born tonight
Face down in a memory but feeling all right So who does your past belong to today? Baby, you don't say nothing when you're feeling this way The girls in the bars thinking, "who is this guy?" But they don't think no |
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from Rosanne Cash - Rosanne Cash Super Hits (1998)
You act like you were just born tonight
Face down in a memory but feeling all right So who does your past belong to today? Baby, you don't say nothing when you're feeling this way The girls in the bars thinking, "who is this guy?" But they don't think no |
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