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(T. Bradshaw, L. Mann, H. Kay)
Well on a train I met a dame
She rather handsome we kinda looked the same
She was pretty from New York City
I'm walkin' down that old fair lane
I'm in heat I'm in love
But I just couldn't tell her so
I said train kept a rollin' all night long
Train kept a rollin' all night long
Train kept a rollin' all night long
Train kept a rollin' all night long
With a heave and a ho
But I just couldn't tell her so no no no
Well get along
Sweet little woman get along
On your way get along
Sweet little woman get along
On your way
I'm in heat I'm in love
But I just couldn't tell her so no no no
Well on a train I met a dame
She rather handsome we kinda looked the same
She was pretty from New York City
I'm walkin' down that old fair lane
I'm in heat I'm in love
But I just couldn't tell her so
I said train kept a rollin' all night long
Train kept a rollin' all night long
Train kept a rollin' all night long
Train kept a rollin' all night long
With a heave and a ho
But I just couldn't tell her
Well get along
Sweet little woman get along
On your way get along
Sweet little woman get along
On your way
I'm in heat I'm in love
But I just couldn't tell her
Well we made a stop in Albequerque
She must'a thought I was a real cool jerk
Got off the train and put her hands up
Lookin' so good child I couldn't let her go
But I just couldn't tell her so
I said train kept a rollin' all night long
Train kept a rollin' all night long
Train kept a rollin' all night long
Train kept a rollin' all night long
I'm in heat I'm in love
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(Tyler, Kramer, Whitford, Hamilton, Douglas)
Long ago in days untold
Were ruled by lords of greed
Maidens fair with gold they dared
To bare their wombs that bleed
Kings And Queens and guillotines
Taking lives denied
Starch and parchments laid the laws
When bishops took the ride
Only to deceive
Oh I know I
Lived this life before
Somehow I know now
Truths I must be sure
Tossin' turnin', nightmares burnin'
Dreams of swords in hand
Sailing ships, the Viking spits
The blood of father's land
Only to deceive
Living times of knights and mares
Raising swords for maidens fair
Sneer at death
Fear only loss of pride
Living other centuries
Deja vú or what you please
Follows true
To all who do or die
Screams of no reply
They died
Screams of no reply
And died
Lordy Lordy they died
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(Tyler, Hamilton)
Sweet emotion
Sweet emotion
Talk about things that nobody cares
Wearing other things that nobody wears
Ya callin' my name but I gotta make clear
I can't say baby where I'll be in a year
Some sweat hog mama with a face like a gent
Said my get up and go musta got up and went
Well I got good news she's a real good liar
'Cause backstage lover set your pants on fire
Sweet emotion
Sweet emotion
I pulled into town in a police car
Your daddy said I took you just a little too far
Tellin' other things but your girlfriend lied
You can't catch me cause the rabbit done died
Yes it did
Standin' in the front just a shakin' your ass
I take you back stage you can drink from my glass
I talk about something you can sure understand
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(Tyler)
Every time that I look in the mirror
All these lines on my face getting clearer
The past is gone
It went by like dusk to dawn
Isn't that the way
Everybody's got their dues in life to pay
Well, I know nobody knows
Where it comes and where it goes
I know it's everybody's sin
You got to lose to know how to win
Half my life's in books' written pages
Live and learn from fools and from sages
You know it's true
All the things come back to you
Sing with me sing for the years
Sing for the laughter and sing for the tears
Sing with me if it's just for today
Maybe tomorrow the good Lord will take you away
Sing with me sing for the year
Sing for my laughter and sing for the tear
Sing with me if it's just for today
Maybe tomorrow the good Lord will take you away
Dream on dream on dream on
Dream yourself a dream come true
Dream on dream on dream on
Dream until your dream comes true
Dream on dream on dream on dream on
Dream on dream on dream on yeah
Sing with me sing for the year
Sing for my laughter and sing for the tear
Sing with me if it's just for today
Maybe tomorrow the good Lord will take you away
Sing with me sing for the year
Sing for my laughter and sing for the tear
Sing with me if it's just for today
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(Tyler)
It ain't easy livin' like a gypsy
Tell ya honey how I feel
I've been dreaming floatin' down stream
And losin' touch with all that is real
Whole earth lover keepin' under cover
Never knowin' where ya been
You've been fadin' always out paradin'
Keepin' touch with Mama Kin
Well you've always got your tail on the wag
Shootin' fire from your mouth just like a dragon
You act like a perpetual drag
You better check it out or someday soon you'll have to climb back on the wagon
It ain't easy livin' like ya wanna
It's so hard to find piece of mind- Yes it is
The way I see it you've got to say shit
But don't forget to drop me a line
Said you're as bald as an egg at eighteen
And workin' for your dad is just a drag
He still stuffs your mouth with your dreams
You better check it out or someday soon you'll have to climb back on the wagon
Keep in touch with Mama Kin
Tell her where you've gone and been
Livin' out your fantasy
Sleeping late and smoking tea
Keep in touch with Mama Kin
Tell her where you've gone and been
Livin' out your fantasy
Sleeping late and smoking tea
It ain't easy livin' like ya wanna
It's so hard to find piece of mind -Yes honey
The way I see it you've got to say shit
But don't forget to drop me a line
Said you're as bald as an egg at eighteen
And workin' for your dad is just a drag
He still stuffs your mouth with your dreams
You better check it out or someday soon you'll have to climb back on the wagon
Keep in touch with Mama Kin
Tell her where you've gone and been
Livin' out your fantasy
Sleeping late and smoking tea
Keep in touch with Mama Kin
Tell her where you've gone and been
Livin' out your fantasy
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(As wild as wild can be) ?
Yak yak ak ak ak ak aow
Oooh gi gi gi ga...
Take a walk in the warm New England sun
Ain't no time to look for clues
You get the point of Uncle Sam's loaded gun
Who be the one to light the fuse
Take a look, take a look at my old billy goat
He used to raise all kinds of hell
He took a dose of radiation dope
A back in the barn is where he felt, like hell
Aar...Lucy, a superdome
Lucy, gimmie the dope
(What make you think that you could do all the miles you can) ?
After you drive in my car, car
What you gonna do when your oil's Mexican
OPEC boys, you went too far, too far
Aar...Lucy, superdome
Lucy, Coke-a-tome
Aar...Lucy, kill me John (?)
Lucy, sing a song
(Ah), dig it up
(Ah), live it up
(Ah), live it up
(Ah), give it up, up ,up
Look out!
I got a reefer headed woman
She fell right down from the sky
Well, I got a reefer headed woman
She, she fell right down from the sky
Oooh, I gotta to drink me two fifths of whiskey
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(Tyler)
Down to who knows who just to socialize
I'm waiting for my girls when you caught my eyes
You got no way to make a man
Honey you got to understand
I'm your man child
Lord of the thighs
Well well lordy my God what do we got here
She's flashin' 'cross the floor
Make it perfectly clear
You're the bait and you're the hook
Someone 'bound to take a look
I'm your man child lord of the thighs
You must have come here to find it
You've got the look in your eyes
Although you really don't mind it
I am the lord of your thighs
You must have come here to find it baby
You've got the look in your eyes
Although you really don't mind it
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Major....
Major Barbra sits in the fields
And waits for her crops to grow
She sits in a chair, that she made outa wood
So many many years ago
Major why won't they grow
You giv'em their water and hope
Major why won't they grow
She waits all day
And she hopes through the night
For a new day that might show
A bright yellow sun
That will make the crops come
And let the old days go
Major why won't they grow
You've given them water and hope
Major why won't they grow...ohh
Major...
Look out in your field
Tell me what do you see shinin' through
Major...
Look after your fields
And your fields will look after you
Yes they do
Yes they do
Yeah yeah yeah...
Major...
Look out in your fields
Tell me what do you see shinnin' through
Major...
Look after your fields
And your fields will look after you
Yes they do
Yeah they do
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