Season in the Sun by Terry Jacks
Goodbye to you my trusted friend
We′ve known each other since we were nine or ten
Together we've climbed hills and trees
Learned of love and ABC′s
Skinned our hearts and skinned our knees.
Goodbye my friend it's hard to die
When all the birds are singing in the sky
Now that spring is in the air
Pretty girls are everywhere
Think of me and I'll be there.
We had joy, we had fun
We had seasons in the sun
But the hills that we climbed
Were just seasons out of time.
Goodbye Papa please pray for me
I was the black sheep of the family
You tried to teach me right from wrong
Too much wine and too much song
Wonder how I got along.
Goodbye Papa it′s hard to die
When all the birds are singing in the sky
Now that the spring is in the air
Little children everywhere
When you see them, I′ll be there.
We had joy, we had fun
We had seasons in the sun
But the wine and the song
Like the seasons have all gone.
We had joy, we had fun
We had seasons in the sun
But the wine and the song
Like the seasons have all gone.
Goodbye Michelle my little one
You gave me love and helped me find the sun
And every time that I was down
You would always come around
And get my feet back on the ground.
Goodbye Michelle it's hard to die
When all the birds are singing in the sky
Now that the spring is in the air
With the flowers everywhere
I wish that we could both be there.
We had joy, we had fun
We had seasons in the sun
But the stars we could reach
Were just starfish on the beach.
We had joy, we had fun
We had seasons in the sun
But the stars we could reach
Were just starfish on the beach.
We had joy, we had fun
We had seasons in the sun
But the wine and the song
Like the seasons have all gone.
We had joy, we had fun
We had seasons in the sun
But the hills that we climbed
Were just seasons out of time.
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Chain Reaction
John Farnham
One shot in a revolution
One drop from a poison pen
One fruit too small and bitter
One tree too proud to bend
One man to start the trouble
One kiss to seal your fate
One kid that needs some action
One link in a chain reaction

I've got a fever, a fever in my soul
No I don't want to die before I get old
It took some time just to bring me here
Nobody's gonna put me down
Do I make myself clear?

One shot in a revolution
One drop from a poison pen
One fruit too small and bitter
One tree too proud to bend
One man to start the trouble
One kiss to seal your fate
One kid that needs some action
One link in a chain reaction

I have got trouble, trouble in my life
And I've been living on the edge of a knife
But I don't intend to let you down
I'm gonna give you love
Before I hit the ground

One cruel and callous lover
One blow below the belt
One chance without another
One heart too cool to melt
One link in a chain reaction
One link in a chain reaction

One shot in a revolution
One drop from a poison pen
One fruit too small and bitter
One tree too proud to bend
One man to start the trouble
One kiss to seal your fate
One link in a chain reaction
One link in a chain reaction

One shot in a revolution
One drop from a poison pen
One fruit too small and bitter
One tree too proud to bend
One man to start the trouble
One kiss to seal your fate
One link in a chain reaction
One link in a chain reaction
Written by: David Allan Stewart, Siobhan Maire Deirdre Fahey
Album: The Acoustic Chapel Sessions
Released: 2011
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Throw Your Arms Around Me
Hunters & Collectors
I will come for you at nighttime
I will raise you from your sleep
I will kiss you in four places
As I go running along your street

I will squeeze the life out of you
You will make me laugh, and make me cry
And we will never forget it
You will make me call your name
And I'll shout it to the blue summer sky

And we may never meet again
So shed your skin and let's get started
And you will throw your arms around me
Yeah, you will throw your arms around me

I dreamed of you at nighttime
And I watched you in your sleep
I met you in high places
I touched your head and touched your feet

So if you disappear out of view
You know I will never say goodbye
And though I try to forget it
You will make me call your name
And I'll shout it to the blue summer sky

And we may never meet again
So shed your skin and let's get started
And you will throw your arms around me
Yeah, you will throw your arms around me

Oh, yeah
Oh, yeah

You will throw your arms around me (oh, yeah)
Yeah, you will throw your arms around me (oh, yeah)
Yeah, you will throw your arms around me (oh, yeah)
Yeah, you will throw your arms around me (oh, yeah)
Yeah, you will throw your arms around me (oh, yeah)
Yeah, you will throw your arms around me (oh, yeah)
Written by: John Albert Howard, Robert David Miles, Geoffrey Franklin Crosby, Michael Bernard Waters, John Melville Lee Archer, Mark Jeremy Seymour, Douglas James Falconer
Album: Human Frailty
Released: 1986
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Landslide
Fleetwood Mac
I took my love, I took it down
I climbed a mountain and I turned around
And I saw my reflection in the snow-covered hills
'Til the landslide brought me down

Oh, mirror in the sky
What is love?
Can the child within my heart rise above?
Can I sail through the changin' ocean tides?
Can I handle the seasons of my life?

Well, I've been afraid of changin'
'Cause I've built my life around you
But time makes you bolder
Even children get older
And I'm getting older too

Well, I've been afraid of changin'
'Cause I've built my life around you
But time makes you bolder
Even children get older
And I'm getting older too
Oh! I'm getting older too

Oh-oh, take my love, take it down
Oh-oh, climb a mountain and you turn around
And if you see my reflection in the snow-covered hills
Well, the landslide bring it down
And if you see my reflection in the snow-covered hills
Well, the landslide bring it down
Oh-ohh, the landslide bring it down
Written by: Stevie Nicks
Album: Fleetwood Mac
Released: 1975
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Paradise Lyrics
Books and schooling never did very much for me
Soul searching questions whose
Answers I could never see
Long winded madness spoken in
Reverant tone
Glad I got out of there while my
Mind was still my own
Factory labour just ain't my cup of tea
Left me colder than the heart
Of that landlord who came after me
Put me on the street
With nothin but my feet
To get me out of there
And start it all again complete
Chorus)
Paradise oh Paradise
Come to me
Take me from this world
Of mice
Set me free
Summer's gone and the streets are turning cold
Nothin but hard times, all the good times
They have been rolled
But it don't bother me
I got two eyes and I can see
The light in the distance
And it's spelt with a capital "P"
For Paradise oh Paradise
Chorus twice
Everyman's dream Every man's dream
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A Flag of Our Own
John Williamson
Ned Kelly came 'round to see me today
I guess I was dreaming, oh-oh-oh-oh
Dumbfounded, I couldn't think what to say
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

I beckoned him in, but he shook his head
He said, "I'm a bit grubby and a bit poorly bred
I'd rather we yarned out the back in the shed
I can leave m' boots on that way"

Well, he took a stiff whisky and laid down his gun
He said, "I won't keep you long, 'cause I've got to run
Got to ride to the mountains before night is done"
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

He said, "Word's got around 'bout the music you play
You truly believe in the fair dinkum way
That the bush must remain for our spirit to stay
And we must have a flag of our own"

He said, "I learned long ago when I was still young
Like the lizard that spits and sticks out his tongue
Oh, the way to get shot is to carry a gun"
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

"There's a new world order", the leaders all shout
And everyone's frantic they're gonna miss out
And the red, white and blues are still marching about
Oh, we must have a flag of our own

'Cause this is Australia and that's where we're from
We're not Yankee side-kicks or second class Poms
And tell the Frogs what they can do with their bomb
And we must have a flag of our own

Yeah, this is Australia and that's where we're from
We're not Yankee side-kicks or second class Poms
And tell the Frogs what they can do with their bomb
And we must have a flag of our own
Written by: John Williamson
Album: Waratah St
Released: 2013
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And the Band Played Waltzing Matilda
Eric Bogle
EXPLICIT
Now, when I was a young man, I carried me pack
And I lived the free life of the rover
From the Murray's green basin to the dusty outback
Well, I waltzed my Matilda all over
Then, in 1915, my country said, "Son
It's time you stop ramblin', there's work to be done"
So they gave me a tin hat, and they gave me a gun
And they marched me away to the war

And the band played "Waltzing Matilda"
As the ship pulled away from the quay
And amidst all the cheers, the flag-waving and tears
We sailed off for Gallipoli

And how well I remember that terrible day
How our blood stained the sand and the water
And of how, in that hell that they called Suvla Bay
We were butchered like lambs at the slaughter
Johnny Turk, he was waitin', he'd primed himself well
He showered us with bullets, and he rained us with shell
And in five minutes flat, he'd blown us all to hell
Nearly blew us right back to Australia

But the band played "Waltzing Matilda"
When we stopped to bury our slain
We buried ours, and the Turks buried theirs
Then we started all over again

And those that were left, well, we tried to survive
In that mad world of blood, death, and fire
And for ten weary weeks, I kept myself alive
Though around me the corpses piled higher
Then a big Turkish shell knocked me arse over head
And when I woke up in me hospital bed
And saw what it had done, well, I wished I was dead
Never knew there was worse things than dyin'

For I'll go no more Waltzing Matilda
All around the green bush far and free
To hump tent and pegs, a man needs both legs
No more Waltzing Matilda for me

So they gathered the crippled, the wounded, the maimed
And they shipped us back home to Australia
The legless, the armless, the blind, the insane
Those proud, wounded heroes of Suvla
And as our ship pulled into Circular Quay
I looked at the place where me legs used to be
And thanked Christ there was nobody waitin' for me
To grieve, to mourn, and to pity

But the band played "Waltzing Matilda"
As they carried us down the gangway
But nobody cheered, they just stood and stared
Then they turned all their faces away

And so, now every April, I sit on me porch
And I watch the parade pass before me
And I see my old comrades, how proudly they march
Reviving old dreams of past glories
And the old men march slowly, old bones stiff and sore
They're tired, old heroes from a forgotten war
And the young people ask, "What are they marching for?"
And I ask meself the same question

But the band plays "Waltzing Matilda"
And the old men still answer the call
But as year follows year, more old men disappear
Someday, no one will march there at all

Waltzing Matilda, Waltzing Matilda
Who'll come a-Waltzing Matilda with me?
And their ghosts may be heard as they march by that billabong
Who'll come a-Waltzing Matilda with me?
Written by: Eric Bogle
Album: Scraps Of Paper
Released: 1983
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One
Harry Nilsson
One is the loneliest number that you'll ever do
Two can be as bad as one
It's the loneliest number since the number one

No, is the saddest experience you'll ever know
Yes, it's the saddest experience you'll ever know

Because one is the loneliest number that you'll ever do
One is the loneliest number that you'll ever know

It's just no good anymore since you went away
Now I spend my time just making rhymes of yesterday

Because one is the loneliest number that you'll ever do
One is the loneliest number that you'll ever know

One is the loneliest number
One is the loneliest number
One is the loneliest number that you'll ever do
One is the loneliest number, much, much worse than two

One is a number divided by two
One...

One is the loneliest number
Written by: Harry Nilsson
Album: Aerial Ballet
Released: 1968
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My Mistake
Split Enz
EXPLICIT
I went out to see if I could fall in love again
That was my mistake
That was my mistake
I went out to see if I could raise a laugh again
That was my mistake
That was my mistake

When all I needed was a friend
To make me stop and think again
To pull me up and pull me through
Tally ho, your health my dear

I went out to see if I could live forgotten days
That was my mistake
That was my mistake
One by one I counted all those happiest of days
Yeah, that was my mistake
Why, that was my mistake

What's gone is gone, sweet memories
Don't let them get the best of me
No more lost in history
No more lost for love
All I needed was a friend
To make me stop and think again
The call to arms is loud and clear
Tally ho, your health my dear

I went out to see if I could fall in love again
Yeah, that was my mistake
Why, that was my mistake
One by one I counted all those happiest of days
Yeah, that was my mistake
That was my mistake

That was my mistake
That was my mistake
That was my mistake
That was my mistake
That was my mistake
That was my mistake
That was my mistake
That was my mistake
That was my mistake
That was my mistake
That was my mistake
That was my mistake
That was my mistake
That was my mistake
Written by: Brian Timothy Finn, Edward Rayner
Album: Dizrythmia
Released: 1977
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I was about eight when my mothers brother placed my hand onto his erection

Carolina In My Mind
James Taylor
In my mind, I'm gone to Carolina
Can't you see the sunshine?
Can't you just feel the moonshine?
Ain't it just like a friend of mine to hit me from behind
When I'm gone to Carolina in my mind?

Karen, she's a silver sun
You'd best walk her way and watch it shine
Watch her watch the morning come
A silver tear appearing now, well, I'm crying, ain't I?
I'm gone to Carolina in my mind

There ain't no doubt in no one's mind
That love's the finest thing around
Whisper something soft and kind
And hey, baby, the sky's on fire, I'm dying, ain't I?
I'm gone to Carolina in my mind

In my mind, I'm gone to Carolina
Can't you see the sunshine?
Can't you just feel the moonshine?
Ain't it just like a friend of mine to hit me from behind
When I'm gone to Carolina in my mind?

Dark and silent late last night
Think I might have heard the highway calling
Geese in flight and dogs that bite
And signs that might be omens say, "I'm going, I'm going"
I'm gone to Carolina in my mind

It's with a holy host of others standing 'round me
Still, I'm on the dark side of the moon
And it looks like it goes on like this forever
You must forgive me
If I'm up and gone to Carolina in my mind

In my mind, I'm gone to Carolina
Can't you see the sunshine?
I said can't you just feel the moonshine?
And ain't it just like a friend of mine to hit me from behind
When I'm gone to Carolina in my mind?

When I'm gone to Carolina in my mind
Well, I'm already gone, I'm gone
Say nice things about me 'cause I'm gone, South, I'm gone
You got to carry on without me, I'm gone, I'm gone
I'm gone to Carolina in my mind, yeah
Yes, I'm gone to Carolina in my mind
Written by: James Taylor
Album: James Taylor Live
Released: 1993
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Song to Woody
Bob Dylan
I'm out here, thousand miles from my home
Walkin' a road other men have gone down
I'm seein' your world of people and things
Your paupers and peasants and princes and kings

Hey, hey Woody Guthrie, I wrote you a song
Bout a funny ol' world that's a-comin' along
Seems sick an' it's hungry, it's tired an' it's torn
It looks like it's a-dyin' an' it's hardly been born

Hey, Woody Guthrie, but I know that you know
All the things that I'm a-sayin' an' a-many times more
I'm a-singin' you this song, but I can't sing enough
'Cause there's not many men that done the things that you've done

Here's to Cisco and Sonny and Leadbelly too
An' to all the good people that traveled with you
Here's to the hearts and the hands of the men
That come with the dust and are gone with the wind

I'm a-leavin' tomorrow, but I could leave today
Somewhere down the road someday
The very last thing that I'd want to do
Is to say I've been hittin' some hard travelin' too
Written by: Bob Dylan
Album: House of the Risin' Sun
Released: 1962
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Father Forgive Them

Ralph Mc Tell


My Side of Your Window (Expanded Edition) • 1969
Father Forgive Them
Lyrics of Father Forgive Them by Ralph McTell
Jesus was a man who kept the company of men
Till he got betrayed by one of them
And surely that must have been the biggest sin
But in his final hour, he even forgave him
And what he asked you then, well I now ask you too
Father, forgive them, for they know not what they do
For they too have their cross to bear
In your love, please let them share
For Jesus would have understood
And brought them home to you
Father, forgive them, for they know not what they do
Most of us are troubled and we cannot understand
Anything that doesn′t fall into our scheme or plan
But it's we have made the rules, and it′s we must share the blame
For it's we who make outsiders, and it's we who give them names
And while we′re praying for them, what we really ought to do
Is say, Father, forgive them, but please, forgive us too
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The Shape I'm In
The Band
Go out yonder, peace in the valley
Come downtown, have to rumble in the alley
Oh, you don't know the shape I'm in

Has anybody seen my lady?
This livin' alone would drive me crazy
Oh, you don't know the shape I'm in

I'm gonna go down by the water
But I ain't gonna jump in, no, no
I'll just be lookin' for my maker
And I hear that that's where she's been

Oh, out of nine lives, I spent seven
Now, how in the world do you get to Heaven?
Oh, you don't know the shape I'm in

I've just spent 60 days in the jail house
For the crime of having no dough, no, no
Now here I am back out on the street
For the crime of having nowhere to go

Save your neck or save your brother
Looks like it's one or the other
Oh, you don't know the shape I'm in

Now two young kids might start a ruckus
You know they feel you're tryna shuck us
Oh, you don't know the shape I'm in
Written by: Rhett Akins, Ben Hayslip, Dall Davidson
Album: Live At Carter Barron Amphitheater, Washington DC, July 17th 1976
Released: 2014
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Dirty Old Town
Ewan MacColl
I found my love where the gaslight falls
Dreamed a dream by the old canal
Kissed my girl by the factory wall
Dirty old town, dirty old town

Clouds are drifting across the moon
Cats are prowling on their beat
Springs a girl in the streets at night
Dirty old town, dirty old town

I heard her sigh from the decks
Saw a train set the night on fire
Smelled the spring on the smoky wind
Dirty old town, dirty old town

I'm going to take a good sharp ax
Shining steel tempered in the fire
We'll chop you down like an old dead tree
Dirty old town, dirty old town
Written by: Ewan Maccoll
Album: The Real Maccoll
Released: 1993
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Tell Laura I Love Her
Ray Peterson
Laura and Tommy were lovers
He wanted to give her everything
Flowers, presents and most of all, a wedding ring
He saw a sign for a stock car race
A thousand dollar prize it read
He couldn't get Laura on the phone
So to her mother Tommy said

Tell Laura I love her, tell Laura I need her
Tell Laura I may be late
I've something to do, that cannot wait

He drove his car to the racing grounds
He was the youngest driver there
The crowed roared as they started the race
'Round the track they drove at a deadly pace
No one knows what happened that day
How his car overturned in flames
But as they pulled him from the twisted wreck
With his dying breath, they heard him say

Tell Laura I love her, tell Laura I need her
Tell Laura not to cry
My love for her will never die

And in the chapel where Laura prays
For Tommy who passed away
It was just for Laura he lived and died
Alone in the chapel she can hear him cry

Tell Laura I love her, tell Laura I need her
Tell Laura not to cry
My love for her will never die
Tell Laura I love her
Written by: Jeff Barry, Ben Raleigh
Album: Pop Megahits Of The 1960's Volume 12
Released: 2005
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History Never Repeats
Split Enz
History never repeats
I tell myself before I go to sleep
Don't say the words you might regret
I lost before, you know I can't forget

There was a girl I used to know
She dealt my love a savage blow
I was so young, too blind to see
But anyway that's history

I say history never repeats
I tell myself before I go to sleep
Don't say the words you might regret
I lost before, you know I can't forget

You say I always play the fool
I can't go on if that's the rule
Better to jump than hesitate
I need a change and I can't wait

History never repeats
I tell myself before I go to sleep
And there's a light shining in the dark
Leading me on towards a change of heart, ah

History never repeats
History never repeats

Deep in the night it's all so clear
I lie awake with great ideas
Lurking about in no-man's land
I think at last I understand

History never repeats
I tell myself before I go to sleep
And there's a light shining in the dark
Leading me on towards a change of heart, ah

Never repeats
Never repeats
Never repeats
Hey hey
Hey
Never repeats
Written by: Neil Finn
Album: History Never Repeats: The Best Of Split Enz
Released: 1987
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A Flag of Our Own
John Williamson
Ned Kelly came 'round to see me today
I guess I was dreaming, oh-oh-oh-oh
Dumbfounded, I couldn't think what to say
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

I beckoned him in, but he shook his head
He said, "I'm a bit grubby and a bit poorly bred
I'd rather we yarned out the back in the shed
I can leave m' boots on that way"

Well, he took a stiff whisky and laid down his gun
He said, "I won't keep you long, 'cause I've got to run
Got to ride to the mountains before night is done"
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

He said, "Word's got around 'bout the music you play
You truly believe in the fair dinkum way
That the bush must remain for our spirit to stay
And we must have a flag of our own"

He said, "I learned long ago when I was still young
Like the lizard that spits and sticks out his tongue
Oh, the way to get shot is to carry a gun"
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

"There's a new world order", the leaders all shout
And everyone's frantic they're gonna miss out
And the red, white and blues are still marching about
Oh, we must have a flag of our own

'Cause this is Australia and that's where we're from
We're not Yankee side-kicks or second class Poms
And tell the Frogs what they can do with their bomb
And we must have a flag of our own

Yeah, this is Australia and that's where we're from
We're not Yankee side-kicks or second class Poms
And tell the Frogs what they can do with their bomb
And we must have a flag of our own
Written by: John Williamson
Album: Waratah St
Released: 2013
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I am a technological deadshit.

A lot of gratitude for you. Thankyou.

Bob Dylan

Stuck inside of Mobile with the Memphis blues again.

Have tried twice to post lyrics and link, the site won’t allow it.

Good song

Bed of Nails
Ross Wilson
BED OF NAILS (R.Wilson / E.O'Brien / J.Pullicino)

When I started out along the road
I put a young man's shoulder to the wheel
Now I've gotten older with the load
I recognize the hand that makes the deal

Lay down in a bed of roses
Woke up lying on a bed of nails
It's the oldest of tales
Lose the wind from your sails
You lay down in a bed of roses
And wake up lying on a bed of nails

You sign your name, you pay the price
Never see the poison in the pen
They mark the cards and load the dice
You never see which way the game will end

Lay down in a bed of roses
Woke up lying on a bed of nails
It's the oldest of tales
Lose the wind from your sails
You lay down in a bed of roses
And wake up lying on a bed of nails

Copyright for the world 1986
Ross Wilson / Mushroom Music Publishing
Eris O'Brien / AMCOS
& John Pullicino / AMCOS
Written by: Ross Andrew Wilson, Eris Edward O'brien, John Joseph Pullicino
Album: Tributary
Released: 2008
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Lights On The Hill
Slim Dusty
Oh-hoh-hoh-hoh-yeah

It's a long straight road and the engine is deep
I can't help thinkin' of a good night's sleep
And the long, long roads of my life are a-callin' me

These rough old hands are a-glued to the wheel
My eyes full of sand from the way they feel
And the lights comin' over the hill are a-blindin' me

It's a long tough haul from a-way down south
A man's gotta find a little bread for his mouth
And a home for a girl as sweet as my honey can be

So it's down through the gears, she's a-startin' to pull
The gauge on the tank is a-showin' they're full
And the lights comin' over the hill are a-blindin' me

There's rain on the road and I can feel the load start a-shiftin'
In a dance
Too late, I see the post and I haven't got a ghost of a chance
Ah-hah-hah-no

The windscreen wipers are a-beatin' in time
The song they sing is a part of my mind
And I can't believe it's a-really happenin' to me

Oh, but I'm over the edge and down the mountain side
I know they'll tell about the night I died
In the rain when the lights on the hill were a-blindin' me
Hey

There's rain on the road and I can feel the load start a-shiftin'
In a dance
Too late, I see the post and I haven't got a ghost of a chance
Ah-hah-hah-no

The windscreen wipers are a-beatin' in time
The song they sing is a part of my mind
And I can't believe it's a-really happenin' to me

Oh, but I'm over the edge and down the mountain side
I know they'll tell about the night I died
In the rain when the lights on the hill were a-blindin' me
In the rain when the lights on the hill were a-blindin' me
Written by: Joy Mckean
Album: No. 50 - The Golden Anniversary Album
Released: 2006
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Nobody Told Me
John Lennon
Three, four

Everybody's talking and no one says a word
Everybody's making love and no one really cares
There's Nazis in the bathroom, just below the stairs

Always something happenin' and nothing goin' on
There's always something cooking and nothing in the pot
They're starving back in China so finish what you got

Nobody told me there'd be days like these
Nobody told me there'd be days like these
Nobody told me there'd be days like these
Strange days indeed, strange days indeed

Everybody's runnin' and no one makes a move
Everyone's a winner and nothing left to lose
There's a little yellow idol to the north of Katmandu

Everybody's flying and no one leaves the ground
Everybody's crying and no one makes a sound
There's a place for us in the movies you just gotta lay around

Nobody told me there'd be days like these
Nobody told me there'd be days like these
Nobody told me there'd be days like these
Strange days indeed, most peculiar, mama

Everybody's smoking and no one's getting high
Everybody's flying and never touch the sky
There's a UFO over New York and I ain't too surprised

Nobody told me there'd be days like these
Nobody told me there'd be days like these
Nobody told me there'd be days like these
Strange days indeed, most peculiar, mama, roll
Written by: John Winston Lennon
Album: Milk and Honey
Released: 1984
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Across The Wide Missouri
The Kingston Trio
My lady love, she stands a-waitin'
Far across the wide Missouri
On the banks, I hear her callin' to me

A-roll, a-rollaree
Across the wide Missouri
A-roll, a-rollaree
Across the wide Missouri

For seven years, I've been a-roamin'
Seven years I left the valley
Now I live just for my true love to see

A-roll, a-rollaree
Across the wide Missouri
A-roll, a-rollaree
Across the wide Missouri

I'm pushin' on when dawn's a-breakin'
Goin' 'cross the wide Missouri
Where my love, she stands a-waitin' for me

A-roll (a-rollaree), a-rollaree
Across the wide Missouri
A-roll (a-rollaree), a-rollaree
Across the wide Missouri
Written by: Ervin Drake, Jimmy Shirl
Album: Here We Go Again
Released: 1959
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Oh Yoko
John Lennon
In the middle of the night
In the middle of the night I call your name
Oh, Yoko
Oh, Yoko
My love will turn you on

In the middle of a bath
In the middle of a bath I call your name
Oh, Yoko
Oh, Yoko
My love will turn you on

My love
Will
Turn
You on

In the middle of a shave
In the middle of a shave I call your name
Oh, Yoko
Oh, Yoko
My love will turn you on

In the middle of a dream
In the middle of a dream I call your name
Oh, Yoko
Oh, Yoko
My love will turn you on

My love
Will
Turn
You on (alright)

(Right)

In the middle of a cloud
In the middle of a cloud I call your name
Oh, Yoko
Oh, Yoko
My love will turn you on

Oh, Yoko
Oh, Yoko
Oh, Yoko
Written by: John Winston Lennon
Album: Rushmore
Released: 2011
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What do you call a deer with no eyes : no idea
What do you call a deer with no eyes and no legs : still no idea

In the Garden
Van Morrison
The fields are always wet with rain
After a summer shower when I saw you standin'
Standin' in the garden
In the garden wet with rain

You wiped the teardrops from your eyes in sorrow
Yeah, we watched the petals fall down to the ground
Yet, when I sat beside you, I felt the great sadness that day
In the garden

And then one day you came back home
You were a creature all in rapture
You had the key to your soul and you did open
That day you came back to the garden

The olden summer breeze was blowin' against your face, alright
The light of God was shinin' on your countenance divine
And you were a violet colour as you sat beside your father and your mother
In the garden

The summer breeze was blowin' on your face
Within your violet, you treasure your summery words
And as the shiver from my neck down to my spine
Ignited me in daylight and nature in the garden

And you went into a trance, your childlike vision became so fine
And we heard the bells within the church, we loved so much
And felt the presence of the youth, of eternal summers in the garden
Alright

And as it touched your cheeks so lightly
Born again you were and blushed
And we touched each other lightly
And we felt the presence of the Christ within our hearts
In the garden

And I turned to you and I said
"No guru, no method, no teacher
Just you and I and nature
And the Father in the garden"

Listen, no guru, no method, no teacher
Just you and I and nature
And the Father and the Son and the Holy Ghost
In the garden wet with rain

No guru, no method, no teacher
Just you and I and nature
And the Father and the Son and the Holy Ghost
In thar garden, in the garden wet with rain

No guru, no method, no teacher
Just you and I and nature and the Father
In the garden
Written by: Van Morrison
Album: No Guru, No Method, No Teacher
Released: 1986
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Paradise
John Prine
When I was a child, my family would travel
Down to Western Kentucky where my parents were born
And there's a backwards old town that's often remembered
So many times that my memories are worn

And daddy won't you take me back to Muhlenberg County
Down by the Green River where paradise lay?
Well, I'm sorry, my son, but you're too late in asking
Mister Peabody's coal train has hauled it away

Well, sometimes we'd travel right down the Green River
To the abandoned old prison down by Adrie Hill
Where the air smelled like snakes and we'd shoot with our pistols
But empty pop bottles was all we would kill

And daddy won't you take me back to Muhlenberg County
Down by the green river where paradise lay?
Well, I'm sorry, my son, but you're too late in asking
Mister Peabody's coal train has hauled it away

Then the coal company came with the world's largest shovel
And they tortured the timber and stripped all the land
Well, they dug for their coal till the land was forsaken
Then they wrote it all down as the progress of man

And daddy won't you take me back to Muhlenberg County
Down by the Green River where paradise lay?
Well, I'm sorry, my son, but you're too late in asking
Mister Peabody's coal train has hauled it away

When I die let my ashes float down the Green River
Let my soul roll on up to the Rochester dam
I'll be halfway to Heaven with paradise waitin'
Just five miles away from wherever I am

And daddy won't you take me back to Muhlenberg County
Down by the green river where paradise lay?
Well, I'm sorry my son, but you're too late in asking
Mister Peabody's coal train has hauled it away
Written by: Tanyayette Charlaiss Willoughby, Davide Romani, Mauro Malavasi
Album: John Prine
Released: 1971
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A memory of my youth

Right

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Running on Faith
Eric Clapton
Lately I've been running on faith
What else can a poor boy do?
But my world will be right
When love comes over you

Lately I've been talking in my sleep
Can't imagine what I'd have to say
Except my world will be right
When love comes back your way

I've always been
One to take each and every day
Seems like by now
I'd find a love who'd care just for me

And we go running on faith
All of our dreams will come true
And our world will be right
When love comes over me and you

Well, I've always been
One to take each and every day
Seems like by now
I'd find a love who cares just for me

Then we'd go running on faith
All of our dreams would come true
And our world will be right
When love comes over me and you,
Yes it would

When love comes over you
Said when love comes over you
Love comes over you (love comes over you)
All of our dreams will come true (love comes over you)
Love comes over you (love comes over you)
All of our dreams will come true (love comes over you)
I said when love comes over you (love comes over you)
All of our dreams will (love comes over you)
All of our dreams will come true (love comes over you)
When love comes over you (love comes over you)
All of our dreams will come true (love comes over you)
When love comes over you (love comes over you)
When love comes over you (love comes over you)
(Love comes over you)
Love comes over you

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Stuff You Gotta Watch
Muddy Waters
You know the girl you love she don't treat you right sometimes
You know the girl you love she don't treat you right sometimes
Well, that's the stuff you gotta watch because your girl is a liar.

You know, the girl you love stays out all night long,
Yeah, the girl you love, she stays out all night long.
That's the stuff you gotta watch because your girl's treatin' you wrong.

I need my hat, go get my coat,
Uncle Zak found out baby you don't want it anymore.
That's the stuff you gotta watch
That's the stuff you gotta watch
That's the stuff you gotta watch if you don't wanna lose your girl.

You know the girl's no good but don't you make no change.
Oh, the girl's no good but don't you make no change.
That's the stuff you gotta watch 'cause you're justified all the same.

She spends your dough, she drinks your gin
And if she rode round the corner then she's ready to go within.
That's the stuff you gotta watch
That's the stuff you gotta watch
That's the stuff you gotta watch if you don't wanna lose your girl.

Well, that's the stuff you gotta watch if you don't wanna lose your girl.
Yeah, that's the stuff you gotta watch if you don't wanna lose your girl.
Well, that's the stuff you gotta watch if you don't wanna lose your girl.

I like the driving rhythm of that song

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Power And The Passion
Midnight Oil
People, wasting away in paradise
Going backward, once in a while
Moving ahead, falling behind
What do you believe, what do you believe
What do you believe is true
Nothing they say makes a difference this way
Nothing they say will do

You take all the trouble that you can afford
At least you won't have time to be bored
At least you won't have time to be bored

Oh the power and the passion, oh the temper of the time
Oh the power and the passion
Sometimes you've got to take the hardest line

Sunburnt faces around, with skin so brown
Smiling zinc cream and crowds, Sundays the beach never a cloud
Breathing eucalypt, pushing panel vans
Stuff and munch junk food
Laughing at the truth, cos Gough was tough til he hit the rough
Uncle Sam and John were quite enough

Too much of sunshine too much of sky
It's just enough to make you want to cry
It's just enough to make you want to cry

Oh the power and the passion, oh the temper of the time
Oh the power and the passion
Sometimes you've got to take the hardest line

I see buildings, clothing the sky, in paradise
Sydney, nights are warm
Daytime telly, blue rinse dawn
Dad's so bad he lives in the pub, it's a underarms and football clubs
Flat chat, Pine Gap, in every home a Big Mac
And no one goes outback, that's that
You take what you get and get what you please
It's better to die on your feet than to live on your knees
It's better to die on your feet than to live on your knees

Oh the power and the passion, oh the temper of the time
Oh the power and the passion
Sometimes you've got to take the hardest line

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Fashion
David Bowie
There's a brand new dance
But I don't know its name
That people from bad homes
Do again and again
It's big and it's bland
Full of tension and fear
They do it over there
But we don't do it here

Fashion, turn to the left
Fashion, turn to the right
Ooh, fashion
We are the goon squad and we're coming to town
Beep-beep
Beep-beep

Listen to me, don't listen to me
Talk to me, don't talk to me
Dance with me, don't dance with me, no
Beep-beep

There's a brand new talk
But it's not very clear (oh, bop)
That people from good homes
Are talking this year (oh, bop, fashion)
It's loud and it's tasteless
I've not heard it before (oh, bop)
You shout it while you're dancing
On the dance floor (oh, bop, fashion)

Fashion, turn to the left
Fashion, right
Fashion
We are the goon squad and we're coming to town
Beep-beep
Beep-beep

Listen to me, don't listen to me
Talk to me, don't talk to me
Dance with me, don't dance with me, no
Beep-beep
Beep-beep

Oh, bop, do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do
Fa-fa-fa-fa-fashion
Oh, bop, do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do
Fa-fa-fa-fa-fashion, la-la-la-la la la la la la
Oh, bop, do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do
Fa-fa-fa-fa-fashion
Oh, bop, do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do
Fa-fa-fa-fa-fashion, la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la

Oh, bop, do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do
Fa-fa-fa-fa-fashion
Oh, bop, do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do
Fa-fa-fa-fa-fashion, la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
Oh, bop, do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do
Fa-fa-fa-fa-fashion
Oh, bop, do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do
Fa-fa-fa-fa-fashion, la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la

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Don't Fence Me In
Roy Rogers
Wildcat Kelly, lookin' mighty pale
Was standing by the sheriff's side
And when that sheriff said, "I'm sending you to jail"
Wildcat raised his head and cried

Oh, give me land, lots of land under starry skies above
Don't fence me in
Let me ride through the wild open country that I love
Don't fence me in

Let me be by myself in the evening breeze
Listen to the murmur of the cottonwood trees
Send me off forever, but I ask you please
Don't fence me in

Just turn me loose, let me straddle my old saddle
Underneath the western skies
On my cayuse, let me wander over yonder
Till I see the mountains rise

I want to ride to the ridge where the west commences
And gaze at the moon until I lose my senses
I can't look at hobbles and I can't stand fences
Don't fence me in

Oh, give me land, lots of land under starry skies above
Don't fence me in
Let me ride through the wild open country that I love
Don't fence me in

Let me be by myself in the evening breeze
Listen to the murmur of the cottonwood trees
Send me off forever, but I ask you please
Don't fence me in

Just turn me loose, let me straddle my old saddle
Underneath the western skies
On my cayuse, let me wander over yonder
Till I see the mountains rise

I want to ride to the ridge where the west commences
And gaze at the moon until I lose my senses
I can't look at hobbles and I can't stand fences
Don't fence me in

Thanks for that.

Call Me The Breeze
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I like being naked and I like taking photos of myself but had no where for others to see them. I searched long and hard to find this site, so here I am.

Pink Floyd
"Have A Cigar"

Come in here, dear boy, have a cigar
You're gonna go far, you're gonna fly high
You're never gonna die
You're gonna make it if you try
They're gonna love you

Well, I've always had a deep respect
And I mean that most sincerely
The band is just fantastic
That is really what I think
Oh by the way, which one's Pink?

And did we tell you the name of the game, boy?
We call it Riding the Gravy Train

We're just knocked out
We heard about the sell-out
You gotta get an album out
You owe it to the people
We're so happy we can hardly count

Everybody else is just green
Have you seen the chart?
It's a hell of a start
It could be made into a monster
If we all pull together as a team

And did we tell you the name of the game, boy?
We call it Riding the Gravy Train
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Ray La Montagne
Beg Steal Or Borrow
So your home town's bringing you down
Are you drowning in the small talk and the chatter?
Are you gonna step into line like your daddy done
Punching the time and climbing life's long ladder?

You've been howling at the moon like a slack-jawed fool
And breaking every rule they can throw on
But one of these days, it's gonna be right soon
You'll find your legs and go and stay gone

Young man full of big plans and thinking about tomorrow
Young man gonna make a stand
You beg, steal, you borrow
You beg, you steal, you borrow

Well, all the friends that you knew in school
They used to be so cool, now they just bore you
Well, look at 'em now, already pulling the plow
So quick to take to grain, like some old mule

Young man full of big plans and thinking about tomorrow
Young man gonna make a stand
You beg, steal, you borrow
You beg, you steal, you borrow

Dreaming of the day you're gonna pack your bags
Put the miles away
Oh, just grab your girl and go where no one knows you
What will all the old folks say?

So the home town's bringing you down
Are you drowning in the small talk and the chatter?
Are you gonna step into line like your daddy done
Punching the time and climbing life's long ladder?

Young man full of big plans and thinking about tomorrow
Young man gonna make a stand
You beg, steal, you borrow
You beg, you steal, you borrow

War Pigs
Black Sabbath
Generals gathered in their masses
Just like witches at black masses
Evil minds that plot destruction
Sorcerer of death's construction

In the fields, the bodies burning
As the war machine keeps turning
Death and hatred to mankind
Poisoning their brainwashed minds
Oh lord, yeah!

Politicians hide themselves away
They only started the war
Why should they go out to fight?
They leave that role to the poor, yeah

Time will tell on their power minds
Making war just for fun
Treating people just like pawns in chess
Wait till their judgement day comes, yeah!

Now in darkness, world stops turning
Ashes where their bodies burning
No more war pigs have the power
Hand of God has struck the hour

Day of judgement, God is calling
On their knees, the war pigs crawling
Begging mercy for their sins
Satan laughing, spreads his wings
Oh lord, yeah!
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Pink Floyd ; Breathe
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"Breathe"

Breathe, breathe in the air
Don't be afraid to care
Leave, but don't leave me
Look around
Choose your own ground

Long you live and high you fly
And smiles you'll give and tears you'll cry
And all you touch and all you see
Is all your life will ever be

Run, rabbit run
Dig that hole, forget the sun
And when at last the work is done
Don't sit down
It's time to dig another one

For long you live and high you fly
But only if you ride the tide
And balanced on the biggest wave
You race towards an early grave