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A wise man was telling stories to me
About the places he had been to
And the things that he had seen
A quiet voice is singing something to me
An age old song about the home of the brave
In this land here of the free
One time one night in America
A lady dressed in white with the man she loved
Standing along the side of their pickup truck
A shot rang out in the night
Just when everything seemed right
Another headline written down in America
The guy that lived next door in #305
Took the kids to the park and disappeared
About half past nine
Who will ever know
How much she loved them so
That dark night alone in America
A quiet voice is singing something to me
An age old song about the home of the brave
In this land here of the free
One time one night in America
Four small boys playing ball in a parking lot
A preacher, a teacher, and the other became a cop
A car skidded into the rain
Making the last little one a saint
One more light goes out in America
A young girl tosses a coin in the wishing well
She hopes for a heaven while for her
There's just this hell
She gave away her life
To become somebody's wife
Another wish unanswered in America
People having so much faith
Die too soon while all the rest come late
We write a song that no one sings
On a cold black stone
Where a lasting peace will finally bring
The sunlight plays upon my windowpane
I wake up to a world that's still the same
My father said to be strong
And that a good man could never do wrong
In a dream I had last night in America
A wise man was telling storie to me
About the places he had been to
And the things that he had seen
A quiet voice is singing something to me
An age old song about the home of the brave
In this land here of the free
One time one night in America
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The wind blows through the valley
It's warm and hard and wild
It gets all up inside the trees
And shakes the leaves all night
They shake up through the mountains
They shake up to the sky
They shake up to the moon above
And then it starts to shine
And Lord it makes me tremble
And Lord it makes me tremble
They shakin' and shakin' and shakes
A fault runs through the valley
It's long as it is mean
It starts to tear into the earth
And gets all in between
It shakes up through the mountains
It shakes down to the sea
It shakes up to the volcano
And then it starts to scream
And then it starts to shine
And Lord it makes me tremble
And Lord it makes me tremble
It's shakin' and shakin' and shakes
There's a woman in this valley
She's sweet as she is rough
And when she starts to dance that way
She shakes the boys all up
She shakes it through the mountains
She shakes it through the night
She shakes it like a hurricane
She gives a blind man sight
And Lord it makes me tremble
And Lord it makes me tremble
She's shakin' and shakin' and shakes
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Climbing high to the mountain top
Reaching up to the sky above
Asking to myself
Is this all there is?
Sailing into the ocean blue
Trying to find at least one clue
On a paper scrawled
Is this all there is?
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And they all came to talk about it
The came to cry and laught and fight about it
All searching for the promised land
Tired souls with empty hands
Asking to themselves
Is this all there is?
Fifteen years on a sewing machine
Where twisted hands don't mean a thing
Wondering to herself
Is this all there is?
Baby crying in an old tin cup
Wanting more but there's never enough
While her mother sighs
Is this all there is?
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?Que hare lejos de ti prenda del alma?
?Sin verte, sin oirte y sin hablarte?
A cada instante intentare de ti acordarme
?Como quitar la esencia de las flores?
?Como quitarle al viento la armonia?
?Como negar que te amo, vida mia?
?Como borrar de mi alma esta pasion?
Al ver que el cruel destino nos condena
Mi bien de que me olvidez tengo miedo
Mi corazon me dice ya no puedo
No puedo mis angustias soportar
?Como quitar el brillo a las estrellas?
?Como impedir que corra el manso rio?
?Como negar que sufrir el pecho mio?
?Como borrar de mi alma esta pasion?
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Who's feeling sorry now?
Just when I thought I knew how
The man with the master plan
I let it all slip through my hands
Why did you turn on me?
I'm the same man that I used to be
Did you forget who I am?
I'm the man with the master plan
But every day's the same
Nothing seems to change
My life is just minutes away
And all I wanted to do was dance
How could this happen to me?
I had it all worked to a T
Went through it with a fine toothed comb
Now you want to leave me here alone
But every day's the same
Nothing seems to change
My life is just minutes away
And all I wanted to do was dance
I didn't ask for much
I maybe didn't ask for enough
I maybe should've forced your hand
But all I wanted to do was dance
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When love's in vain, love can be so strange
There ain't nothing I can take to kill this pain
Set me free
Why don't you, Rosa Lee?
She is a dream, but she's so hard to please
She moves around like an Egyptian queen
Set me free
Why don't you, Rosa Lee?
I'm so afraid of losing you
But there's only so much that a man can do
For Rosa Lee
Why don't you set me free?
When I hit the road the time goes slow
Thinking about the places I used to go
With Rosa Lee
Why won't you set me free?
They're trying to close the Tu y Yo
The Latin Playboy and the Sky Room shows
Oh! Rosa Lee
Why don't they let them be?
I can't get used to losing you
But there's only so much that a man can do
For Rosa Lee
Why don't you set me free?
When love's in vain, love can be so strange
But I never thought I'd wear a ball and chain
Set me free
Why don't you, Rosa Lee?
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A toast to love with paper cups
And a vow to never part
They're saying to each other there's a fire burning
Deep within their hearts
But at her darkest hour he's gone far away
She's all alone
And when the lights go out it's the hardest time
The hardest time to be alone
She sends her Mary off to school
And sits to watch TV
They're talking about spending their lives together
The way it's supposed to be
Then the baby cries, wakes her from her dream
She's on her own
And when the lights go out it's the hardest time
The hardest time to be alone
A mother's dream is like a story never told
Reaching out for something more then a hand to hold
Wanting the girl she left behind
So far behind
Pen and paper in her hand
To write the folks back home
She's telling them again that her life is better
Not like long ago
Then her shaking hand tears across the page
Crumbles to the floor
And when the lights go out it's the hardest time
The hardest time to be alone
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My Baby's Gone
She's gone away from me
My Baby's Gone
She's gone away from me
Living doesn't matter now
She's going to set me free
Most people say
That now I'm free from your spell
Most people say
That now I'm free from your spell
Living on the outside
You know it's hard to tell
Five years relations
Went down the drain
What does it matter
She'll always be the same
My Baby's Gone
She's gone away from me
Crying doesn't matter now
She's going to set me free
She's going away
She's going away for good
She's going away
She's going away for good
Crying doesn't matter now
It wouldn't do a bit of good
She's gone away...
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Memories of a lonely past
A boat set into the wind
Drifting lost in waters of doubt
On a journey that has no end
Torn and faded photographs
A chestful of old goodbyes
Tear streaked faces by the light of the moon
Here on a river of fools
Here on a river of fools
A trio of angels holding candles of light
Guide the ship to an unknown shore
Sad soul riders with arms drawn tight
As they stopped for just one more
Fingers pointed to a star in the sky
A message from someone they can't see
Tear streaked faces by the light of the moon
Here on a river of fools
Here on a river of fools
Traveling along a cloudy path
With a wing, a heart, and a prayer
Pieces fall from the heavens above
To a place they know not where
A string of beads in trembling hands
Heading close to the judgement day
Tear streaked faces by the light of the moon
Here on a river of fools
Here on a river of fools
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We've got no money
But we've got our lives
A voice that's louder than any picket sign
Don't take away what is ours to keep
This very land that lies beneath our feet
Don't know about this mess we're in
Bombs are bursting in a far off land
Fire in the sky, a soldier takes his stand
But who is to know about the rules that men make
For what honor and for who's sake
Don't know about this mess we're in
The smoke is clearing and we see a light
Coming together for a different fight
All of us looking, finding our way again
Out of this mess we're in
She's walking the streets because she has no home
All she has hangs on her flesh and bones
Too many nights sleeping without a warm bed
She passes by but they just turn their heads
Don't know about this mess we're in
Old man dying from too much drink
Blood and glass laying in the bathroom sink
No one stopped to read the words that he wrote
Or care to hear to stories that he told
Don't know about this mess we're in
The smoke is clearing and we see a light
Coming together for a different fight
All of us looking, finding our way again
Out of this mess we're in
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When it's up to you
To figure out what's right and wrong
It's someone else's parade
And yours is an unhappy song
When it hurts so bad
And you feel that you can't go on
Each day go by too fast
And the nights are so very long
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You'll find out true
What mother said to you
That tears of god will show you the way
The way to turn
When your only escape
Is a cheap nickel wine
And the peace you need in your heart
Is so very hard to find
It's a stubborn life we lead
And there's never no rest
Trouble's out there looking for you
Even when you try your best
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Hide not your head
The way to turn
Hear what he once said
He'll show you the way
For there is a world for you and me
Where the blind too can see
Through the tears of god
The son of the maker said
This is my cross to bear
Taking off of our shoulders
Something we should have shared
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