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Carole King
Carole King


Background information
Birth name Carol Klein
Born February 9, 1942
Origin New York City, New York, United States
Genre(s) Folk-Rock
Pop
Jazz
Years active 1958—present
Label(s) Epic Records
Sony BMG Music Entertainment
EMI Group
Priority Records
Associated acts James Taylor
The City
Danny Kortchmar
Website Website



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Carole King Album



1994
1.
Dancin' With Tears in My Eyes
2.
Locomotion
3.
One Fine Day
4.
Hey Girl
5.
Snow Queen
6.
Chains
7.
8.
Hi De Ho
9.
Wasn't Born to Follow
10.
Goin' Back
11.
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20.
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Dancin' With Tears in My Eyes

[No lyrics]

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Locomotion

[No lyrics]

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One Fine Day

[No lyrics]

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Hey Girl

[No lyrics]

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Snow Queen

[No lyrics]

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Chains

[No lyrics]

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When my friends told me you had someone new
I didn't believe a single word was true
I showed them all I had a faith in you
I just kept on saying

Oh, no, not my baby
Oh, no, not my sweet baby
You're not like those other guys
Who lead you on and tell you lies

My mama told me when rumors spread
There's truth somewhere and I should use my head
But I didn't listen to what she said
I kept right on saying

Oh, no, not my baby
Oh, no, not my sweet baby
You're not like those other boys
Who play with hearts like they were toys

Well, you might have had a last minute fling
But I am sure it didn't mean a thing
'Cause yesterday you gave me your ring
And I'm so glad that I kept on saying

(* Possibly * You and I we got a special thing
We go together just like summer and spring
They're all jealous of the love you bring
And I'm gonna keep on saying)

Oh, no, not my baby
Oh, no, not my sweet baby
You're not like those other guys
Who lead you on and tell you lies

Oh, no, not my baby
Oh, no, not my sweet baby
Oh, no, not my baby
Oh, no, not my sweet baby

. . .

Hi De Ho

[No lyrics]

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Wasn't Born to Follow

[No lyrics]

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Goin' Back

[No lyrics]

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Downtown anywhere in the USA
You can find yourself a Hard Rock Cafe
Put your money on a number anyone can play
Come on and tell us all about what happened to you today

At the Hard Rock Cafe
come to the Hard Rock Cafe
I hope you can find your way to the Hard Rock Cafe

After a hard day's work I guarantee
there just isn't anywhere better to be
If you're unable to find good company
You can always sit down and watch the color TV

At the Hard Rock Cafe
come to the Hard Rock Cafe
The regulars can't keep away from the Hard Rock Cafe

And if you’re feeling just a little bit lonely
don't sit at home just hoping
Come on down to where the spirits flow so free
You know that door is always open

At the Hard Rock Cafe
come to the Hard Rock Cafe
They will help keep your blues at day at the Hard Rock Cafe


. . .


Do the things you believe in
In the name of love
And know that you aren't alone
We all have doubts and fears
Know throughout every season
You are the name of love
And you'll keep on feeling at home
Throughout the coming years

Change is for certain
This is we all know
Each day opening the curtain
On a brand new show
Through your sorrow and grieving
Don't forget the name of love
It goes on without any end
Forever

Birth and life and death make a circle
We are all part of
To see the light ever lasting
Live in the name of love
Forever

. . .


Sometimes I feel like I've been living much too long
And I've wasted too much time
I think I've lost the inner harmony that flows through me
And my body and mind

Like the shoreline that divides the sea and sand
I'm a surface ever changing
I get burdened by the things I just don't understand
And all the mountains left to climb

But then the morning sun comes shining through my window
And it's good to be alive
It's gonna be a golden day
Wings unfoldin' day
Green trees, blue sky

If I can only learn the lesson of the seasons
Of a balance rearranging
Though they may not always come just when I want them to
Still they come and keep me high

And the morning sun comes shining through my window
And it's good to be alive
It's gonna be a golden day
Wings unfoldin' day
Green trees, blue sky

. . .


Simple things mean a lot to me
Some things only children can see
Simple things like horses running free
And easy acceptance of life

Simple things never compromise
All things have a rhythm I can't realize
I feel content in my freedom
And I feel my freedom is right

I never want to stop being a child
I want to see the flowers growing wild on the hillside
To see the sun rise in the morning
Sunlight growing, filling the skies

Simple things of the earth don't die
They just grow and change as time goes by
There are no questions without answers
I've found my answer to life is living
The secret of living is life

. . .


The rebel cry of desolation
To which we used to hearken
Echoes now in isolation
As the skies in fury darken
A thousand acts of desecration
Hundreds more continue
When y'know that you are all creation
You're gonna fight them with all that's in you

I remember time gone by
When peace and hope and dreams were high
We followed inner visions and touched the sky
Now we who still believe won't let them die

Waters dammed to overflowing
Like tears brimming over in our eyes
Sometimes it's so hard to keep on going
When promises turn to lies
Go ahead, give into confussion
And put aside your ideals too
Soon you'll see only illusion
Don't care who's hurt
As long as it's not you

CHORUS

Soemtimes a leader emerges
And is followed for a while
Doesn't matter what he encourages
Just as long as he's got style
Young ones conceived in a passion
Of directions we thought enlighted
Grown up they follow the mood in fashion
But beneathe their bravado
you know they're frightened

CHORUS

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From the shelter of your solitude you see her
Running circles round the emptiness within
And you wonder what it's been like to be her
As you feel yourself awakening
Though she fills her life between with new adventure
There's confusion in her eyes each time you meet
You don't think she's gonna last another winter
With all the snow she's rakin' in

CHORUS:
You can't believe you still want her
After all these years of knowing her so well
ALl the same you'd willingly consign yourself
To a life of hell

You would think by now you'de see it in perspective
She's too insecure to ever really change
You've convinced yourself this time you'll be objective
You won't need any breakin' in
There's no reason to believe it will be different
She's still playing games and running from herself
But you've always thought you love for her could save her
And that's how you get taken in

CHORUS

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May you travel bright and cheery
The many roads ahead you'll have to blaze
Gonna be hard times to make you weary
It's a part of the passing of the days

With all the people in the middle
Selling things that self destruct and make us bleed
One day it's all gonna fall down
Then you'll find out you're all you really need

May you wonder through the changes
With the warmth of the sun behind the haze
When your lifestyle quickly rearranges
May you follow the passing of the days

We trade our money for magic words
Like Dumbo flying high in the nightly show
You think you can't fly without them
But someday when it happens you will know

May you travel bright and cheery
The many roads ahead you'll have to blaze
Gonna be hard times to make you weary
It's a part of the passing of the days
May you follow the passing of the days

. . .


Here we are in time alone
No one else's feelings but our own
Seems to me that we have always known
What love was meant to be

Separately we stood before
Life was good but we knew there should
be more
Time alone could open up the door
And you came through for me

No sign of the changes we have come through
No mind of the strangers who think they
know you

Now as one we are the a light
Though sometimes we were blinded by the night
Here in time alone it all seems right
And I'm feeling wholly free
Won't you stay in time alone with me

. . .


See them drivin' by
Look at them fancy wheels
Headlights winkin'
checkin' each other out
the Great American Pastime
is still the automobile
Cruisin' on the white line
Is the only way to make time

Down on Main Street, Saturday night
Eevrybody thinks they're so cool
On Main Street Saturday night
Don't you mess with him (her), Daddy,
he's (she's) nobody's fool

Look at the blonde beauties,
givin' all they got
Maybe if you hit on one,
you might luck out
Soem of them are foxy
some of them are not
But all of them will get down
If the right thing comes around

Here comes Little Willie
higher than a kite
He's been doin' some
heavy duty hangin' out
If Willie's got a line on
some of the best
It's got to be dynamite
You know you can trust him
If the Law don't bust him

. . .


I have opened up my mind to things
I was afraid of
Done things I've never done before
Taken a chance and seen just what
the world is made of
Nothing is the same any more

At times I feel a golden spirit coming through me
Thinking of my life and what it's given to me

I will live within that spirit ever knowing
I'm where I'm supposed to be
Welcome Home

In the waters I can see a clear refelection
Of the force that's all around
There's a harmony of season and direction
This is surely sacred ground

Sweet life is everywhere as we stand in the clover
Feel the circle magic, let it take us over

And through all that I've been blessed
with I feel certain
I'm where I'm supposed to be
Welcome Home

. . .


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