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(The Rolling Stones)

When I'm drivin' in my car
And the man come on the radio
He's tellin' me more and more
About some useless information
Tryin' mess my imagination

When I'm watchin' my TV
And a man comes on to tell me
How white my shirts can be
But, he can't be a man 'cause he doesn't smoke
The same cigarettes as me

When I'm ridin' around the globe
And I'm doin' this and I'm signin' that
And I'm tryin' to make some boy
Baby, baby, baby, come back
'Cause you see I'm on a losing streak

When I'm ridin' a round the globe
And I'm doin' this and I'm signin' that
And I'm tryin'

(Bob Dylan)

The winter wind
Is blowing so strong
My hands have got
No gloves

Wish to my sole
That I could have
The boy I'm dreaming of

Don't you remember me, babe
I remember you quite well
Caused me to leave
All of New York town
With a high sheriff on my tail

A high sheriff on my tail, boys,
High sheriff on my trail.

All because I've fallen for
A curly headed dark-eyed boy

Who's gonna stroke
Your coal black hair
And your sandy colored skin?
Who's gonna walk you side by side
And tell you everything is alright?

Who's gonna look
You straight in the eye
And hold your bad luck hand?

Who's gonna walk you?
Who's gonna talk to you
And who's gonna be your woman?

The winter wind
Is blowing so strong
My hands have got
No gloves

Don't you remember me, babe?

(Michael Hurley)

I must be
One of the devil's daughters
They look at me with scorn
I'll never hear their horn
Sometimes
It's like being in chains
Sometimes I hang my head
In shame
When people see me
They scandalize my name
I'm going down
To the devil's daughter
I'm gonna drown
In that troubled water
It's coming 'round my soul
It's way beyond control
I must be one
I must be one
I must be
One of the devil's daughters
They look at me with scorn
I'll never hear their horn
Sometimes it's like
Being in chains
Sometimes I hang my head
In shame
When people see me
They scandalize my name
I'm going down
To the devil's daughter
I'm gonna drown
In that troubled water
It's coming 'round my soul
It's way beyond control
I must be one
I must be one

(Moby Grape)

Would you let me walk down your street
Naked if I want to?
Can I fire fireworks on the fourth of every single July?
Can I buy an amplifier, oh, on time?
My sweet time

Well I ain't got no money
I will pay this time
And I ain't got no money
But I will pay you before I die

And would you let me walk down your street
Naked if I want to?
Can I fire fireworks on the fourth of every single July?
Can I buy an aeroplane while i'm high in all the sky?
And I got no mercy
I will pay this time
And I got no mercy

(Michael Hurley)

You wash them clothes
Swee dee dee
And hang 'em on the line
I can see by the way
You wash them clothes
Your cookin' must be fine
I'm with you in the morning
'Til the break of day
And I know everybody
Has a little hard luck
Sometimes
And I know lately
I've been havin' mine
We used to live
In a fleabag apartment
You know the kind
And he come home and he'd say to me
"We gotta leave, leave, leave the city"
You wash them clothes
Swee dee dee
And hang 'em on the line
I can see by the way you wash them clothes
Your cookin' must be fine
I'm with you in the morning
Untill the break of day
I know everybody
Has a little hard luck
Sometimes
I know lately

Here in this hole that we fixed
We get further and further and further
For what
We must do

I saw you asleep beside a hole
Your skull inside a hole
Your eyes blankened by the sound
And the thought of God

Where should I hang my head?
Where would you like for me
To hang my head

One absent truth
The one horrible thing I saw
What you truly wanted to become
And who you thought I was
The fall, the fall,
Afraid, the blood
Runs deeper than the grave
It goes all the way down those tracks
Everybody bow your head
For the greatest inspiration
A complete contradiction
Of ways.

In this hole that we have fixed
We get further and further
For what we must do
I know this, I know this
You know this, you know this

In this hole that we have fixed
We get further and further and further
For what we must do.

I saw you outside that hole
Your skull girl outside that hole
Your eyes glistened by the sound

(Velvet Underground)

Oh I do believe
In all the things you say
What comes is better than what came before

And you'd better come come, come come to me
Better come come, come come to me
Better run, run run, run run to me
Better come

Oh I do believe
In all the things you say
What comes is better that what came before

And you'd better run run, run run to me
Better run, run run, run run to me
Better come, come come, come come to me

(Nina Simone)

Love me, love me
Say you do

Let me fly away
With you

We're creatures of the wind
Wild is the wind

Give me more than one grasp
To satisfy this hungryness
We're creatures of the wind
Wild is the wind

You touch me
I hear the sound of mandolins
You kiss me
With your kiss my life begins

Like a leaf clings to a tree
Baby please cling to me
We're creatures of the wind
Wild is the wind

You touch me
I hear the sound of mandolins
And you kiss me
With your kiss my life begins

Love me, love me
Say you do

Let me fly away

(Smog)

I went down to the river
To meet the widow
She gave me an apple
And it was red

I slept in her black arms
For a century
She wanted nothing in return
I gave her nothing in return

The ghost of her husband
Beautiful as a horse
Pulled up an apple cart
Full of millions of red apples for us
Full of millions of red apples for us

I went down to the river
To meet the widow
She gave me an apple
And it was red

I slept in her black arms
For a century
She wanted nothing in return
I gave her nothing in return

I went down to the river

(Bob Dylan)

The trail is dark and dusty
The road is kinda rough
But the clearer road up yonder
With the cinders on the side.

Trails of troubles
And your roads of battle,
They lead paths of victory
We shall walk

I walked down to the valley
Turned my head up high.
Seen that silver linin'
That was hangin' in the sky

Trails of troubles
And your roads of battle,
They lead paths of victory
We shall walk

The mountain was a movin'
The hummin' of its wheels,
Told me of the new day
it was coming across the fields

Trails of troubles
And your roads of battle,
They lead paths of victory
We shall walk

The gravel road is bumpy,
It's a hard old road to ride,
But the good road is a-waitin'
And the boys it ain't far off.

Trails of troubles
And your roads of battle,
They lead paths of victory

(Traditional)

Salty dog, salty dog
I don't wanna be your Annie doll
Honey let me be your salty dog
Candyman

Two old maids
Sittin' in the sand
One were a she
The other were a man
Salty dog
Candyman

Worst day I ever had in my life
My best friend caught him kissin his wife
Salty dog
Candyman

Salty dog, salty dog
I don't wanna be your Annie doll
Honey let me be your salty dog

(Phil Phillips & the Twilights)

Come with me
My love
To the sea
The sea of love

I wanna tell you
How much
I love you

Do you remember
When we met?
That's the day
I knew you were my pet

I wanna tell you
How much
I love you

Come with me
My love
To the sea
The sea of love

I wanna tell you
How much

Apple the sailor girl
She lived in a cabbage world
Along came Annie she pinched her fanny
Apple the sailor girl

Billy was an alley cat
Alone and so afraid
Along came tweety and there he stayed
Eating fish bones from the old fish tray

They lived happily ever after
Every single day
Billy and tweety
Love to be silly
Billy and tweety
Love to be silly
Billy billy billy so silly
Billy and tweety