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(Bob Dylan)
Close your eyes, close the door,
You don't have to worry any more.
I'll be your baby tonight.
Shut the light, shut the shade,
You don't have to be afraid.
I'll be your baby tonight.
Well, that mockingbird's gonna sail away,
We're gonna forget it.
That big, fat moon is gonna shine like a spoon,
But we're gonna let it,
You won't regret it.
Kick your shoes off, do not fear,
Bring that bottle over here.
I'll be your baby tonight.
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(Emmylou Harris)
Happy calling children are falling in line
To ride on the merry-go-round
People are passing, children are laughing
They want to ride on the merry-go-round.
Doesn't matter when you came
Every ride is just the same
Do not worry how it's done
There is room for everyone.
Carousel turning children are yearning
To ride it forever and never come down
Little one's singing, older one is clinging
Everyone riding the merry-go-round.
Go round and round and up and down
Round and round they go
Always reaching for the ring of gold
Never knowing when the music's over they will be old.
Happy calling children are falling in line
To ride on the merry-go-round
People are passing, children are laughing
They want to ride on the merry-go-round.
Sometimes up and sometimes down
Don't let your feet ever touch the ground
Sometimes right and sometimes wrong
You'll end up where you belong.
Sound of their laughter makes the ride faster
Soon the circus stand must come down
Music grows nowhere the ride is over
Say goodbye to the merry-go-round...
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(Hank Williams)
I wandered so aimless, life filled with sin
I wouldn't let my dear savior in
Then Jesus came like a stranger in the night
Praise the Lord, I saw the light.
Just like a blind man I wandered a long,
Worries and fears I claimed for my own.
Then like the blind man that God gave back my sight
Praise the Lord, I saw the light
I was a fool to wander and stray,
Straight is the gate and narrow the way
Now I have traded the wrong for the right
Praise the Lord, I saw the light
I saw the light, I saw the light
No more in darkness no more in night
Now I'm so happy, no sorrow in sight
Praise the Lord, I saw the light
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(Emmylou Harris)
Old brown clock ticking on my shelf
Take my mind to someplace else
Little gold clock ticking by my bed
Funny little people dancing 'round my head
Morning brings me things to do
Morning brings me thoughts of you
Gentle sunshine through the curtain lace
Some of which shining on your sweet face
Counting hours making days
Watching time throwing love away
Nothing golden never stays
That's what I heard the poets say Mmm ...
Time is always taking me
Places I don't want to be
But when the morning rise the moon
I know a bird day's coming soon
Counting hours making days
Watching time throwing love away
Nothing golden never stays
That's what I heard the poets say Mmm ...
Morning brings me things to do
Morning brings me thoughts of you
Gentle sunshine through the curtain lace
Some of which shining on your sweet face
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(Emmylou Harris)
Broken bottles, broken songs
Broken people been in town too long
Where's everyone gone
Ooh, baby this city gonna break your heart
Oh, gipsy please tell me
Where everyone's gone
Never had a second name
Never spoke of why we came
Fellowship and Gloriousness
The loneliness of pain
Sitting in the rain
Why is the soul of me
Where is my heart
Where is the part of me
That I would give to you
If kindness were my style
Where is the soul of me
Where is my heart
In my own time
Better leave it behind
In a thousand bottles of wine
Oh, precious plans of standing strong
Why is life taking so long
I would tell you everything
If I only had the words to explain
Don't know nothing but the rain
Why is the soul of me
Where is my heart
Where is the part of me
That I would give to you
If kindness were my style
Where is the tenderness
Where is the warmth
In my own soul
That I let it grow old
Oh, it's getting so cold
Broken bottles, broken songs
Broken faces been in town too long
Where has everyone gone
Oh, baby this city gonna break your heart
Oh, gipsy please tell me
Where everyone's gone
Oh, gipsy please tell me
Where everyone's gone
Where everyone's gone
Where everyone's gone
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(Tom Slocum)
Gliding bird gliding through the sky
I'm wondering why I can't be why I can't be as free
Gliding bird gliding all day long
Sing your secret song away from all these faces that I see
Is where I want to be
My feet are so tired
They walked too many miles
If I run so wild like heaven's child
I'll learn to fly someday
Gliding bird riding in the sun
Rainbow colors run
I hear the wind
I hear its mournful call
Gliding bird high above the sea
Is it longing to be free
Your voice is silent
But your wings tell all
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(Fred Neil)
Everybody's talkin' at me
I don't hear a word their sayin'
Only the echos of my mind
People stop and stare
I can't see their faces
Only the shadows of their eyes
I'm goin' where the sun keeps shinin'
Through the pourin' rain
Goin' where the weather suits my clothes
Bankin' off of the northeast winds
Sailin' on summer breeze
And skippin' over the ocean like a stone
I'm goin' where the sun keeps shinin'
Through the pourin' rain
Goin' where the weather suits my clothes
Bankin' off of the northeast winds
Sailin' on summer breeze
And skippin' over the ocean like a stone
Everybody's talkin' at me
Can't hear a word their sayin'
Only the echos of my mind
I won't let you leave my love behind
No i won't let you leave
I won't let you leave my love behind
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(Emmylou Harris)
Beneath her clothes her heart is breaking
Spends her mornings making lines
Though her pain is real and aching
All she owns are borrowed lines
Doesn't know which side to be on
Though she's trying every door
Only needs the floor she sleeps on
All she asks is a little more time
Bobbie's gone to California
I won't see her anymore
Bobbie's gone to California
Like she did the year before
And the year before
The day she left her shirt was clinging
To her back wet with rain
I watched her leave heard her singing
Bobbie's young but getting older
The face she shows is not her own
Winter's near it's getting colder
California's called her home again
Bobbie's gone to California
I won't see her anymore
Bobbie's gone to California
Like she did the year before
And the year before
The mirror gives back no reflection
Of shadow she will not see
It understands she needs protection
Of what she swears she has to be
Bobbie's nights are empty tables
Hold her 'til she's made to leave
Bobbie's dreams are empty fables
She makes herself believe
To be free
Sometimes she cried because of visions
Of what she loved had all been sold
There's not much left no one to listen
To the echoes that she holds
How could I tell her when she's fading
She run out of a place to be
There will be no one waiting
For the poetry of her soul
I won't see her anymore
Bobbie's gone to California
Like she did the year before
And the year before
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(Burt Bacharach/Hal David)
What do you get when you fall in love?
A girl with a pin to burst your bubble
That's what you get for all your trouble
I'll never fall in love again
I'll never fall in love again
What do you get when you kiss a girl
You get enough germs to catch pneumonia
After you do, she'll never phone ya
I'll never fall in love again
I'll never fall in love again
Don't tell me what it's all about
'cause I've been there and I'm glad I'm not
Out of those chains those chains that bind you
That is why I'm here to remind you
What do you get when you fall in love?
You only get lies and pain and sorrow
So far at least until tomorrow
I'll never fall in love again
I'll never fall in love again
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(Emmylou Harris)
The very first time I ever saw my Tommy love
He came dancing into my room
And I felt the sunlight sparkle warm
Out from his magic shoes
And he danced so proud
And he laughed so wild
And he charmed me like a piper
When he smiled
So dance with me, dance with me, sing with me can't you see
I'm following the rainbow kissed strands of your magic carol
Follow your joyful song anywhere, anywhere my raggedy magical music man
For I am only your tag along raggedy-anne and I want you to hold me
As long as your raggedy magical music carol can
He asked me if I'd like to have my own parade
I answer yes and he blew his golden horn
Then the violins and the trumpets rang out he led them all
And he swung me to a loving sound
While the fiddlers played and pranced around
He spun so fast 'til we left the ground
Then the music filled the heavens with a joyful noise
The stars would dance to greet us as we'd come
Then he'd wave his hand and send them back to the morning light
And we'd keep climbing through the midnight sun
On a rocking horse with wings we'd fly
To a place where dreams can never die
Lovers little children in the sky
So dance with me, dance with me, sing with me can't you see
I'm following the rainbow kissed strands of your magic carol
Follow your joyful song anywhere, anywhere my raggedy magical music man
For I am only your tag along raggedy-anne and I want you to hold me
As long as your raggedy magical music carol can
And when it came time for my Tommy love to leave
I begged him please to stay and save my soul
And with a fading voice I heard him say as he danced away
You know I can't even save my own
And now when I look up I see
The stars are dancing the same as he
I think of him wherever he may be
And he danced so proud
And he laughed so wild
And he charmed me like a piper
When he smiled
And he danced so proud
And he laughed so wild
Charmed me like a piper
When he smiled
And he danced
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