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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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A house not a home was a picture satin painted
For sweet little sister and me
Our daddy would frown while mother was praying
His heart was so hardened that he would not believe
In anger he'd swear his voice cold and loud
His Sundays were spent out with the gamblin crowd
I've never seen my daddy inside a house of God
For Satan held his hand down the path of sin he trod
Not long ago our circle was broken
When God called on mother one night
In a voice sweet and low her last words were spoken
Asking our daddy to raise her children right
The angels rejoiced in heaven last night
I heard my daddy praying dear God make it right
He was smiling and singing with tears in his eyes
While mother with the angels rejoiced last night
While mother with the angels rejoiced last night
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(Dolly Parton)
Back through the years I go wondering once again
Back to the seasons of my youth
I recall a box of rags that someone gave us
And how my mamma put these rags to use
There were rags of many colours, and every piece was small
And I didn't have a coat and it was way down in the fall
Mamma sewed the rags together, sewing ever piece with love
She made my coat of many colours, that I was so proud of
As she sewed she told the story from the bible she had read
About a coat of many colours, Joseph wore and they she said
Perhaps this coat will bring you, much love and happiness
And I just couldn't wait to wear it, and mamma blessed it with a kiss
My coat of many colours that mamma made for me
Made only rags, but I wore it so proudly
Although we had no money. oh I was rich as I could be
In my coat of many colours, my mamma made for me
So with patches on my breaches and holes in both my shoes
In my coat of many colours, I hurried off to school
Just to find the others laughing and makin' fun of me
In my coat of many colours, my mamma made for me
Oh, I couldn't understand it, for I felt I was rich
And I told them of the love my mamma sewed in ever stitch
And I told them all the story, mamma told me while she sewed
And how my coat of many colours is worth more than all of their clothes
They didn't under stand it and I tried to make them see
That one is only poor only if they choose to be
Now I know we have no money, but I'm as rich as I could be
In my coat of many colours, my mamma made for me
In my coat of many colours, my mamma just made for me
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(John Lennon/Paul McCartney)
The day breaks your mind aches
You find that all her words of kindness linger on
She no longer needs you
She wakes up she makes up
She takes her time and doesn't feel she has to hurry
She no longer needs you
And in her eyes you see nothing
No sign of love behind the tears
Cried for no one
A love that should have lasted years
You want her you need her
And yet you don't believe her when she said her love is dead
You think she needs you
She goes out you stay home
She says that long ago she knew someone but now he's gone
She doesn't need him
And in her eyes you see nothing
No sign of love behind the tears
Cried for no one
A love that should have lasted years
Your day breaks your mind aches
There will be time when all the things she said
Will fill your head
You won't forget her
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(Gram Parsons/Rik Grech)
Ooh, Las Vegas
Ain't no place for a poor boy like me
Ooh, Las Vegas
Ain't no place for a poor boy like me
Every time I hit your crystal city you know
You're gonna make a wreck outta me
Well, the first time I lose I drink whiskey
Second time I lose I drink gin
Third time I lose I drink anything
'cause I think I'm gonna win
Ooh, Las Vegas
Ain't no place for a poor boy like me
Ooh, Las Vegas
Ain't no place for a poor boy like me
Every time I hit your crystal city you know
You're gonna make a wreck outta me
The Queen of Hearts is a bitch
Someday when I clean up my mind
I'll find out which is a which
Ooh, Las Vegas
Ain't no place for a poor boy like me
Ooh, Las Vegas
Ain't no place for a poor boy like me
Every time I hit your crystal city you know
You're gonna make a wreck outta me
Well, I spend all night with the dealer
Tryin' to get ahead
Spend all day at the Holiday Inn
Tryin' to get out of bed
Ooh, Las Vegas
Ain't no place for a poor boy like me
Ooh, Las Vegas
Ain't no place for a poor boy like me
Every time I hit your crystal city you know
You're gonna make a wreck outta me
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(Edgar L. Eden)
Now if I were a queen and a ruler of nations,
With diamonds and jewels profound
Well, I'd rather know that I had salvation
Than to know my reward
Would be Satan's jewel crown
I've worm it so long but God for my
Soul has reached down
His love set me free
He made me His own, and helped me cast off
Satan's jewel crown
Oh, the life that I live so sinful and needless,
Drinkin' and runnin' around
All the things that I do for the love of the devil
I know my reward
Will be Satan's jewel crown
Satan's jewel crown
I've worn it so long
But God for my soul has reached down
His love set me free
He made me His own, and helped me cast off
Satan's jewel crown
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(Emmylou Harris/Rodney Crowell)
I heard the train
In the Tulsa night
Calling out my name
Looking for a fight
She's come a long, long way
Got a longer way to go
So tell me how a train from Tulsa
Has got a right to know
She sings a song
So sad and high
And the Tulsa Queen
Don't ever lie
And she don't care where she goes
Don't care where she's been
And the Tulsa Queen ain't crying
'Cause I won't see you again
And I want to ride
Calling out to you
As she calls to me
As far away from Tulsa
As these ten wheels can be
Lately I speak
Your name too loud
Each time it comes up
In a crowd
And I know it when I do
The Tulsa Queen and you
Are gone...
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(Jesse Winchester)
Songbird in a golden cage
She'd prefer the blue
How I crave the liquor of her song
Poor bird who has done no harm
What harm could she do
She shall be my prisoner her life long
My songbird wants her freedom
Now don't you think I know
But I can't find it in myself
To let my songbird go
I just can't let her go
O lord, when your jeweler's eye
Peers into my soul
O lord, I am overcome with shame
Take me lord and purify
Heal me with a word
Lord, I beg a gift I dare not claim
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(Utah Phillips)
The green rolling hills of West Virginia
Are the nearest thing to heaven that I know
Though the times are sad and drear
And I cannot linger here
They'll keep me and never let me go
My daddy said don't ever be a miner
For a miner's grave is all you'll ever own
'Cause the hard times everywhere
I can't find a dime to spare
These are the worst times I've ever known
So I'll move away into some crowded city
In some northern factory town you'll find me here
Though I'll leave the past behind
I'll never change my mind
These trouble times are more than I can bear
But someday I'll go back to west Virginia
To the green rolling hills I love so well
Yes someday I'll go home
And I know I'll right the wrong
These trouble times will follow me no more
Yes someday I'll go home
And I know I'll right the wrong
These trouble times will follow me no more
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(Walter Martin Cowart)
Cowboys and indians and trees he could climb
Tomorrow came too fast but he didn't mind
The distance was short so light it again
It don't take no time to get where I am
But one paper kid wasn't really so mean
Just a little bit scarred and a little bit green
And he'd heard of a place it was legal to dream
So he sat with his coffee in a blue Texas wind
And he wrote on a rock
The one paper kid is rollin' again
Driver was drunk or he just didn't see
The future is there it'll happen to me
And all the time that he wasted was his once again
Ah, it never takes long to get where you've been
Broken hearts scattered all over the past
Old bad memories trying to last
Whiskey and women and growing up fast
Fussing and loving and itching like grass
Hell that one paper kid wasn't really so mean
Just a little bit weird cause times were so lean
Now he's gone to a place where it's legal to dream
No camels no coffee no cold morning winds
It was wrote on a rock
The one paper kid is rollin' again
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(Jean Ritchie)
I hear the soft wind sighing
In every bush and tree
The sound of my heart crying
When you are far from me
When we're apart, my darlin'
There's sorrow in the wind
When we're apart, my darlin
Sweet sorrow in the wind
You leave me in the morning
Your footsteps die away
Tho' not a leaf is stirring
I hear the wind all day
When we're apart, my darlin'
There's sorrow in the wind
When we're apart, my darlin'
Sweet sorrow in the wind
They say when love grows older
It dies and fades away
Yet all our life together
One ever brightening day
When we're apart, my darlin'
There's sorrow in the wind
When we're apart, my darlin'
Sweet sorrow in the wind
When we're apart, my darlin'
There's sorrow in the wind
When we're apart, my darlin'
Sweet sorrow in the wind
Sweet sorrow in the wind
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(Charles Justice/Shoji Tabuchi)
Darlin' I have come to tell you
Tho' it almost breaks my heart
But before the mornin', darlin'
We'll be many miles apart
Don't this road look rough and rocky
Don't that sea look wide and deep
Don't my baby look the sweetest
When he's in my arms asleep
Can't you hear the nightbird's cryin'
Far across the deep blue sea
While others you are thinking
Won't you sometimes think of me
Don't this road look rough and rocky
Don't that sea look wide and deep
Don't my baby look the sweetest
When he's in my arms asleep
One more kiss before I leave you
One more kiss before we part
You have caused me lots of trouble
Darlin', you have broke my heart
Don't this road look rough and rocky
Don't that sea look wide and deep
Don't my baby look the sweetest
When he's in my arms asleep
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(Fred Rich)
Come in as you tread life's journey
Take Jesus as your daily guide
Though you may feel pure and safely
Without Him walking by your side
But when you come to make the crossing
At the ending of your pilgrim's way
If you ever will meet our Savior
You'll surely meet Him on that day
Now look at that cold Jordan
Look at these deep waters
Look at that wide river
Oh hear the mighty billows roar
You'd better take Jesus with you
He's a true companion
For I'm sure without Him
That you never will make it o'er
That awful Day of Judgment
We'll se our Lord descending
In Glory from on high
So let us keep in touch with Jesus
And in his grace the Love of God
That we may be ever called ready
When He calls us over Jordan's Tide
Now look at that cold Jordan
Look at these deep waters
Look at that wide river
Oh hear the mighty billows roar
You'd better take Jesus with you
He's a true companion
For I'm sure without Him
That you never will make it o'er
Oh what, what you gonna do
Oh what, what you gonna do
Oh how, how you gonna feel
When you come to the end of the Way
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The sun is slowly sinkin'
The day's almost gone
Still darkness falls around us
And we must journey on
The darkest hour is just before dawn
The narrow way leads home
Lay down your soul at Jesus' feet
The darkest hour is just before dawn
Like a shepherd out on the mountain
A-watchin' the sheep down below
He's coming back to claim us
Will you be ready to go
The darkest hour is just before dawn
The narrow way leads home
Lay down your soul
Let Jesus in
The darkest hour is just before dawn
The darkest hour is just before dawn
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(Rodney Crowell)
This morning is Monday where are you now
Teasin' my memory teaching me how to lay low
When I don't want to
Well love is elusive this I know now
It's making me crazy leaving me out
In the open when I don't want to
The moments of pleasures Never do last
Are gone like a suitcase full of your past
Long gone and in a hurry
Baby, I can't go through this again
I don't need to go down more then I've already been
Just like a wild fire you're running all over town
As much as you burn me baby I should be ashes by now
The second street beggars alone in their life
Drunk on a sidewalk to hide from the night
Like I am They're just like I am
Baby, I can't go through this again
I don't need to go down more then I've already been
Just like a wild fire you're running all over town
As much as you burn me baby I should be ashes by now
Just like a wild fire You're running all over town
As much as you burn me, baby I should be ashes by now
Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah I should be ashes by now
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(Morgan Lewis/Nancy Hamilton)
Somewhere there's music, how faint the tune
Somewhere there's heaven, how high the moon
There is no moon above and love is far away too
'Till it comes true
That you love me and I love you
Somewhere there's music, how near how far
Somewhere there's heaven, that's where you are
The darkest night would shine if you would come to me soon
Until you will, I'll still my heart, how high the moon
Somewhere there's music, how faint the tune
Somewhere there's heaven, how high the moon
The darkest night would shine if you would come to me soon
Until you will, I'll still my heart, how high the moon
The darkest night would shine if you would come to me soon
Until you will, I'll still my heart, how high the moon
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(Paul Siebel)
Those other years, the dusty years
We drove the big hers through
I tried to forget the miles we rode
And Spanish Johnny too
He'd sit beside a water ditch when all this herd was in
And he'd never harm a child but sing to his mandolin
The old talk, the old ways, and the dealin' of our game
But Spanish Johnny never spoke, but sing a song of Spain
And his talk with men was vicious talk
When he was drunk on gin
Ah, but those were golden things he said to his mandolin
We had to stand, we tried to judge, we had to stop him then
For the hand so gentle to a child had killed so many men
He died a hard death long ago before the road come in
And the night before he swung he sung to his mandolin
Well, we carried him out in the mornin' sun
A man that done no good
And we lowered him down in the cold clay
Stuck in a cross of wood
And a letter we wrote to his kinfolk
To tell them where he'd been
And we shipped it out to Mexico, along with his mandolin
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(Sonny Throckmorton)
She was going to pieces when he walked in the door
She had to see him she can't wait no more
Tonight she'll be with him no matter the cost
As the band plays The Last Cheater's Waltz
And oooooooohh don't they play lonely
Oooooooohh don't they play sad
Oooooooohh three quarter only
See how he holds her
As the band plays The Last Cheater's Waltz
He tells her he loves her as the music plays on
He tells he loves her but someone's at home
The ball game's all over and she knows she's lost
As the band plays The Last Cheater's Waltz
And oooooooohh don't they play lonely
Oooooooohh don't they play sad
Oooooooohh three quarter only
See how he holds her
As the band plays The Last Cheater's Waltz
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I got a '69 Chevy with a 396 Fuelie heads
And a Hurst on the floor
She's waiting tonight down in the parking lot
Outside the 7-11 store.
Me and my partner Sonny built her straight out of scratch
And he rides with me from town to town
We only run for the money got no strings attached
We shut 'em up and then we shut 'em down.
Tonight, tonight the strip's just right
I'm gonna blow 'em off in my first heat
Summer's here and the time is right
For racing in the street.
We take all the action we can meet
And we cover all the northeast states
When the strip shuts down we run 'em in the street
From the fire roads to the interstate.
Now some guys they just give up living
And start dying little by little piece by piece
Some guys come home from work
And wash up and go racing in the street.
Tonight, tonight the strip's just right
I'm gonna blow 'em all out of their seats
Calling out around the world
We're going racing in the street.
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He met her on the strip three years ago
In a Camaro with this dude from LA
He blew that Camaro off his back
And he drove that little girl away.
But now there's wrinkles around his baby's eyes
And she cries herself to sleep at night
When he comes home the house is dark
She says baby did you make it alright?
She sits on the porch of her daddy's house
But all her pretty dreams are torn
She stares out alone into the night with the eyes
Of one who hates for just being born.
For all the shut-down strangers and hot rod angels
Rumbling through this promised land
Tonight my baby and me we're gonna ride to the sea
And wash these sins off our hands.
Tonight, tonight the highway's bright
Out of our way mister, you best keep
'Cause summer's here and the time is right
For racing in the street...
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(Sandy Denny)
Roses are red
Violets are blue
Primrose is pale
On the velvet green hue
Warm summer days
Like cool water falls
Like music we hear
Those things we'll always hold dear
Like an old fashioned waltz
When the moonlight shines down
On the Hollywood world
And the heroine waits
For her love to return
And the violins play
From behind garden walls
Oh how I love to remain
With the silver refrain
Of an old fashioned waltz
And they dance 'round the floor
And there's no one else there
In the world is no worry
And is never a care
By the perfect moon
As the nightingale calls
With only the moon
And the nostalgic tune
Of an old fashioned waltz
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(Emmylou Harris/Paul Kennerley)
I hear the sound of sorrow in the wind
Blowing down from every mile I've ever been
Calling me out on some road that just won't end
Where the sweetheart rides the rodeo again
A thousand nights a thousand towns I took the bows
But there is no compensation for me now
Out along the highway where the west was won
No matter how fast I ride or far I run
Waiting for the sweetheart of the rodeo
They're comin' down from Tonopah to Tupelo
She'll come to town to ride the radio
Like she's slidin' down the walls of Jericho
There goes the sweetheart of the rodeo
I stepped into the light you left behind
I stood there where all the world could see me shine
Oh I was on my way to you to make you mine
But I took the longest road that I could find
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(Emmylou Harris/Paul Kennerley)
In a lonely room waiting for the night to fall
I hear your voice in every whip-poor-will that calls
And it takes me back to a better place and a sweeter time
When I was yours and you were mine
As the shadows fall and the light grows dim I see your face
I close my eyes and feel the warmth of your embrace as I long for you
And for all those days when hearts entwined
When I was yours and you were mine
When I was yours and you were mine
When I was yours and you were mine
A truer love in Caroline
Ever waltzed across these hills and danced beneath the stars
Life was sweeter than the flowers blooming on the vine
When I was yours and you were mine
So I lay my head
On a pillow soft and stained with tears
I cry for you through all the long and lonely years
But when I dream till the morning sun comes to shine
Then I'll be yours and you'll be mine
Yes I will go back to a better place and a sweeter time
When I was yours and you were mine
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(Bruce Springsteen)
Last night I dreamed that I was a child
Out where the pines grow wild and tall
I was trying to make it home through the forest
Before the darkness falls
I heard the wind rustling through the trees
And ghostly voices rose from the fields
I ran with my heart pounding down that broken path
With the devil snappin' at my heels
I broke through the trees, and there in the night
My father's house stood shining hard and bright
The branches and brambles tore my clothes and scratched my arms
But I ran till I fell, shaking in his arms
I awoke and I imagined the hard things that pulled us apart
Will never again, sir, tear us from each other's hearts
I got dressed, and to that house I did ride
From out on the road, I could see its windows shining in light
I walked up the steps and stood on the porch
A woman I didn't recognize came and spoke to me through a chained door
I told her my story, and who I'd come for
She said "I'm sorry, son, but no one by that name lives here anymore"
My father's house shines hard and bright
It stands like a beacon calling me in the night
Calling and calling, so cold and alone
Shining 'cross this dark highway where our sins lie unatoned
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(Traditional)
Bright morning stars are rising,
Bright morning stars are rising,
Bright morning stars are rising,
Day is a-breaking in my soul.
Oh, where are our dear mothers,
Day is a-breaking in my soul.
They are down in the valley praying,
Day is a-breaking in my soul.
Oh where are our dear fathers,
Day is a-breaking in my soul.
They have gone to heaven shouting,
Day is a-breaking in my soul.
Bright morning stars are rising,
Day is a-breaking in my soul.
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(Paul Kennerley)
When darkness fills the valley
Fear and dread strive deep within us
But our burdens soon will be lifted
When these old homes turn to dust
When He calls
I'm going to live with Jesus
In His kingdom He welcomes everyone
I shall not fear no more earthly peril
For He will carry me Home
Now Satan will come to tempt me
But I'll try to resist sinful ways
And I pray that I'll find salvation
In that peaceful Home far away
When He calls
I'm going to live with Jesus
In His kingdom He welcomes everyone
I shall not fear no more earthly perils
For He will carry Home
When He calls
I'm going to live with Jesus
In His kingdom He welcomes everyone
I shall not fear no more earthly peril
He will carry me Home
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(Carl Belew/W.S. Stevenson/Kenny Sowder)
I'm looking for that Lonely Street
I've got a sad sad tale to tell
I need a place to go and weep
Where's this place called Lonely Street
A place where there's just loneliness
Where dim lights bring forgetfulness
Where broken dreams and memories meet
Where's this place called Lonely Street
Perhaps upon that Lonely Street
There's someone such as I
Who came to bury broken dreams
And watch an old love die
A place where there's just loneliness
Where dim lights bring forgetfulness
Where broken dreams and memories meet
Where's this place called Lonely Street
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(Paul Kennerley)
Darlin' you're tired
I can see in your eyes
I know how you feel
We've been together
Too long to conceal
What's in our hearts
Maybe we should part
But after so many years
That would only bring loneliness
Sorrow and tears
And anyway...
I never would
Never could
Never will ever kill what's between us
So let's try again
We'll start a brand new dance
Between old friends
When it don't seem to pay
When it just doesn't rhyme
Well, that's bound to happen
Some of the time
Our best days aren't gone
We don't need to move on
Well, maybe we should try
But I don't think you could take it
And neither could I
And anyway...
I never would
Never could
Never will ever kill what's between us
So let's try again
We'll start a brand new dance
Between old friends
Darlin' come here
Love's not disappeared
You're just feelin' low
Well, let me tell you my darlin'
That's a feelin' I know
It don't mean too much
We just got out of touch
Well, it's easy to change
'Cause lovin' you's not too hard to arrange
And anyway...
I never would
Never could
Never will ever kill what's between us
So let's try again
We'll start a brand new dance
Between old friends
We'll start a brand new dance
Between old friends
Yes, we'll start a brand new dance
Between old friends
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(Bill Monroe/Marty Stuart/Jerry Sullivan)
Well get up John go down to Jordan
Get up John prepare the way
Man from Galilee is waiting
You must meet him there today
Get up John go tell my people
This will be a Holy day
Tell them of the Jew that's waiting
That the Saviors on the way
John
Even the children
John
Go Unafraid
John
I'll go with you
John The Baptist
This is the day
Savior's waiting on the shore
Baptize Him in the River Jordan
I'll send a dove from Heaven's door
John
Even the children
John
Go Unafraid
John
I'll go with you
John The Baptist
This is the day
Well get up John your work is finished
Daylight breaks the soldiers come
You will die for me tomorrow
Welcome home your race is run
John
You've been chosen
John
Go Unafraid
John
I'll go with you
John The Baptist
This is the day
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(Kieran Kane/Jamie O'Hara)
If I could be there I'd be there tonight comforting you
This road I'm on is so far away
Too far away
If God would grant me wings to fly
I'd be in your arms by and by
If I could be there I'd be there tonight comforting you
If I could be there I'd look in your eyes and say I love you
These hills and highways between us now keep us apart
If God would grant me wings to fly
I'd be in your arms by and by
If I could be there I'd look in your eyes and say I love you
If I could be there I wouldn't have this pain in my heart
Tomorrow I'll wake up with joy for the day
Joy for the day
If God would grant me wings to fly
I'd be in your arms by and by
If I could be there I wouldn't have this pain in my heart
If I could be there
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Say a prayer for the cowgirl her horse ran away
She'll walk 'til she finds him her darlin' her stray
But the river's in flood and the roads are awash
And the bridges break up in the panic of loss
And there's nothin' to follow nowhere to go
He's gone like the summer gone like the snow
And the crickets are breaking her heart with their song
As the day caves in and the night is all wrong
Did she dream it was he who went galloping past
And bent down the fern broke open the grass
And printed the mud with the well-hammered shoe
That she nailed to his speed in the dreams of her youth
And although he goes grazin' a minute away
She tracks him all night she tracks him all day
And she's blind to his presence except to compare
Her injury here with his punishment there
Then at home on a branch on a high stream
A songbird sings out so suddenly
And the sun is warm and the soft winds ride
On a willow tree by the riverside
An the world is sweet and world is wide
And he's there where the light and the darkness divide
And the steam's comin' off him he's huge and he's shy
And he steps on the moon when he paws at the sky
And he comes to her hand but he's nor really tame
He longs to be lost she longs for the same
And he'll bolt and he'll plunge thru the first open pass
To roll and to feed in the sweet mountain grass
Or he'll make a break for the high plateau
Where there's nothing above and noting below
It's time for their burden the whip and the spur
Will she ride with him or will he ride with her
So she binds herself to her galloping steed
And he binds himself to the woman in need
And there is no space just left and right
And there is no time but there is day and night
Then she learns on his neck and whispers low
Whither thou goest I will go
And they turn as one the head for the plain
No need for the whip oh no need for the rain
Now the clasp of this union who fastens it tight
Who snaps it asunder the very next night
Some say it's him some say it's her
Some say love's like smoke beyond all repair
So my darlin' my darlin' just let go by
That old silhouette on the great western sky
And I'll pick out a tune and they'll move right along
And they're gone like smoke and they're gone like this song
Say a prayer for the cowgirl
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There where no cuckoos, no sycamores
We played about the forest floor
Underneath the silver maples, the balsams and the sky
We popped the heads off dandelions
Assuming roles from nursery rhymes
Rested on the riverbank
And grew up by and by, and grew up by and by
Frail my heart apart
And play me a little shady grove
Ring the bells of rhymney
Till they ring inside my head forever
Rounce the bow, rock the gallows
For the hangman's reel
And wake the devil from his dream
I'm going back to harlan
I'm going back to harlan
I'm going back to harlan
And if you were Willie Moore
And I was Barbara Allen
Or Fair Ellen all sad at the cabin door
A weepin' and a-pinn', for love
A weepin' and a-pinn', for love
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(Lucinda Williams)
See what you lost when you left this world, this sweet old world
See what you lost when you left this world, this sweet old world
The breath from your own lips, the touch of fingertips
A sweet and tender kiss
The sound of a midnight train, wearing someone's ring
Someone calling your name
Somebody so warm cradled in your arm
Didn't you think you were worth anything
See what you lost when you left this world, this sweet old world
See what you lost when you left this world, this sweet old world
Millions of us in love, promises made good
Your own flesh and blood
Looking for some truth, dancing with no shoes
The beat, the rhythm, the blues
The pounding of your heart's drum together with another one
Didn't you think anyone loved you
See what you lost when you left this world, this sweet old world
See what you lost when you left this world, this sweet old world
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(Julie Miller)
When I go don't cry for me
In my fathers arms I'll be
The wounds this world left on my soul
Will all be healed and I'll be whole
Sun and moon will be replaced
With the light of Jesus' face
And I will not be ashamed
For my savior knows my name
It don't matter where you bury me
I'll be home and I'll be free
It don't matter where I lay
All my tears be washed away
Gold and silver blind the eye
Temporary riches lie
Come and eat from heaven's store
Come and drink and thirst no more
So weep not for me my friend
When my time below does end
For my life belongs to him
Who will raise the dead again
It don't matter where you bury me
I'll be home and I'll be free
It don't matter where I lay
All my tears be washed away
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(Emmylou Harris)
There's a valley of sorrow in my soul
Where every night I hear the thunder roll
Like the sound of a distant gun
Over all the damage I have done
And the shadows filling up this land
Are the ones I built with my own hand
There is no comfort from the cold
Of this valley of sorrow in my soul
There's a river of darkness in my blood
And through every vein I feel the flood
I can find no bridge for me to cross
No way to bring back what is lost
Into the night it soon will sweep
Down where all my grievances I keep
But it won't wash away the years
Or one single hard and bitter tear
And the rock of ages I have known
I use to ride it like a rolling stone
Now just carry it alone
There's a highway risin' from my dreams
Deep in the heart I know it gleams
For I have seen it stretching wide
Clear across to the other side
Beyond the river and the flood
And the valley where for so long I've stood
With the rock of ages in my bones
Someday I know it will lead me home
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(Emmylou Harris/Guy Clark)
I meant to ask you how to fix that car
I always meant to ask you about the war
And what you saw across a bridge too far
Did it leave a scar
Or how you navigated wings of fire and steel
Up where heaven had no more secrets to conceal
And still you found the ground beneath your wheels
How did it feel
Bang the drum slowly play the pipe lowly
To dust be returning from dust we begin
Bang the drum slowly I'll speak of things holy
Above and below me world without end
I meant to ask you how when everything seemed lost
And your fate was in a game of dice they tossed
There was still that line that you would never cross
At any cost
I meant to ask you how you lived what you believed
With nothing but your heart up your sleeve
And if you ever really were deceived
By the likes of me
Bang the drum slowly play the pipe lowly
To dust be returning from dust we begin
Bang the drum slowly I'll speak of things holy
Above and below me world without end
Gone now is the day and gone the sun
There is peace tonight all over Arlington
But the songs of my life will still be sung
By the light of the moon you hung
I meant to ask you how to plow that field
I meant to bring you water from the well
And be the one beside you when you fell
Could you tell
Bang the drum slowly play the pipe lowly
To dust be returning from dust we begin
Bang the drum slowly I'll speak of things holy
Above and below me world without end
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(Emmylou Harris)
You don't love me this I know
Don't need a bible to tell me so
I hung around a little too long
I was good but now I'm gone
Like the buffalo
That boy from Tupelo
Any way the wind can blow
That's where I'm gonna go
I'll be gone like a five and dime
It'll be the perfect crime
Just ask the boy from Tupelo
He's the king and he oughta know
The shoulder I've been leanin on
Is the coldest place I've ever known
There's nothin left for me round here
Looks like it's time to disapear
That boy from Tupelo
The old wall down in jericho
Maybelle on the radio
I'll be gone like the five and dime
It'll be the perfect crime
Just ask the boy from Tupelo
He's the king and he oughta know
You don't love me, this I know
Don't need a bible to tell me so
It's a shame and it's a sin
Everything I coulda been to you
Your last chance Texaco
Your sweetheart of the rodeo
A juliet to your romeo
The border you cross into Nexico
I'll never understand why or how
Oh but baby its too late now
Just ask the boy from Tupelo
He's the king and he oughta know
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(Emmylou Harris/Danniel Lanois)
I was once some mother's darlin'
Some daddy's little girl
More precious than the ruby
More cherished than the pearl
My heart was full of mercy
And my forehead full of curl
Now I am nothing and am lost unto this world
I am lost unto this world...
They herded me like cattle
Cut me down like corn
Took me from my babies
Before they could be born
You can blame it on the famine
You can blame it on the war
You can blame it on the devil
It don't matter anymore
I am lost unto this world...
I was raped out on the piain
I was murdered by the high way
And my cries went up in vain
My blood is on the mountain
My blood is on the sand
My blood runs in the river
That now washes thru their hands
I am lost unto this world...
Can I get no witness this unholy tale to teil
Was God the only one there watching
And weeping as l feil
O you among the living
Will you remember me at all
Will you write my name out
With a single finger scrawl
Across a broken window
In some long forgotten wall
That goes stretching out forever
Where the tears of heaven fall
I am lost unto this world...
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(Emmylou Harris)
You gave yourself up to the mystery
And sailed the oceans looking for
The secret of the key
To unlock a truth that you may never find
For it was m a cup of kindness all the time
You feel the thirst
But none can make you drink
The answer's waiting for you here but
It's not what you think
It won't steal your soul or leave you blind
It was just a cup of kindness all the time
And when Mother Mary finally comes to cal
She could pass right thru your heart
And leave no trace at all
While you were reaching for
The sacred and divine
She was standing right beside you
And the emptiness
You can't seem to fill
Beauty fades and pleasures cannot
Take away the chili
And the glamour lures you down into a lie
O but the cup of kindness
Never will run dry
You hear the vandals
Howlin' down your walls
And arm yourself against the ones
Who want to see you fall
Till some Holy Grail reveals
The grand design
Well it was in a cup of kindness
All the time
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(David Olney)
The strange young man who comes to me
A soldier on a three day spree
He needs one night's cheap ecstasy
And a woman's arms to hide him.
He greets me with a courtly bow
And hides his pain by acting proud
He drinks too much and he laughs too loud
How can I deny him?
Let us dance beneath the moon
I'll sing to you Claire de Lune
The morning always comes too soon
But tonight the war is over.
He speaks to me in schoolboy French
Of a soldier's life inside a trench
Of the look of death and the ghastly stench
I do my best to please him.
He puts two roses in a vase
Two roses sadly out of place
Like the gallant smile on his haggard face
Playfully I tease him.
Hold me neath the Paris skies
Let's not talk of how or why
Tomorrow's soon enough to die
But tonight the war is over.
We make love too hard, too fast
He falls asleep his face a mask
He wakes with the shakes and he drinks from his flask
I put my arms around him.
They die in the trenches and they die in the air
In Belgium and France the dead are everywhere
They die so fast there's no time to prepare
A decent grave to surround them.
Old world glory, old world fame
The old world's gone, gone up in flames
Nothing will ever be the same
And nothing lasts forever.
Oh, I'd pray for him but I've forgotten how
And there's nothing nothing that can save him now
There's always another with the same funny bow
And who am I to deny them.
Lux aeterna Luce-at e-is domine cum
Sanctic tu-is in aeternum
Qui-a pius es requiem aeternaum
Dona e-is Domine.
Qui-a pius es requiem aeternaum
Dona e-is Domine
Qui-a pius es et lux perpetua luce-at- e-is Cum
Sancris tu-is in
Aeternum qui-api-us es
Tonight the war is over...
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(Jean Ritchie)
Oh, have you seen my dear companion
For he was all this world to me
I hear he's gone to some far country
And that he cares no more for me.
I wish I were a swallow flying
I'd fly to a high and lonesome place
I'd join the wild birds in their crying
Thinking of you and your sweet face.
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Oh, have you seen my dear companion
For he was all this world to me
But now the stars have turned against me
And he cares no more for me.
Oh, when the dark is on the mountain
And all the world has gone to sleep
I will go down to cold dark waters
And there I'll lay me down and weep.
Oh, have you seen my dear companion?
Oh, have you seen my dear companion?
Oh, have you seen my dear companion?
Oh, have you seen my dear companion?
For he was all this world to me...
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( Emmylou Harris - Anna McCarrigle)
All I left behind should come as no surprise
To me since I fell through the black hole of your eyes
Only little things inconsequential I could say
Of all I left behind with you along the lost highway.
Silver earrings in Wichita, beaded moccasins in Tonapah
But I had you so I just let them go
The flannel shirt I wore to keep me from the cold
When we drove from Boston all the way to Buffalo.
The leather boots I bought so many miles ago
I took them off to follow you into the Ohio
Never did my armor feel so thin
Silk was all I had between me and your skin.
Like waterloo I lost that too
And the gold bracelet with my fathers name inscribed
On the back by the one who loved him all her life
The way I too could have loved you.
Spanish shawl I put across the broken shade
Of the lamp that lit the room that last night near Cour d'Alene
Only little things inconsequential I could say
Of all I left behind with you along the lost highway.
Of all I left behind...
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I went home to a place I swore I'd never see again
Though it's different now there's hardly anything that hasn't changed
And the friends I know have grown and moved away
But the love I felt for you still remains
I walked down past the buildings, stand empty and unused
Where you asked me one more time if I'd stay
And then you cried when I refused
Oh that was long ago
I moved away and I changed my name
But the love I felt for you still remains
It remains it blows down the dusty streets
And rise above the rain
And rooms locked the time away
Out on the open plains
Yes the love I felt for you still remains
All I can say is I always thought you'd be there when I came
But you wanted more and I could say the same
Now I'm leaving like a boxcar on some lonesome westbound train
But the love I felt for you still remains
It remains it blows down the dusty streets
And rise above the rain
And rooms locked the time away
Out on the open plains
Yes the love I felt for you still remains
And rooms locked the time away
Out on the open plains
Yes the love I felt for you still remains
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You can't hold me
I'm too slippery
I do no sleepin'
I get lonely
you can touch me
if you want to
I got poison
I just might bite you
Lie in circles
on the sunlight
shine like diamonds
on a dark night
ain't no mercy
in my smilin'
only fangs and
sweet beguiling
Future, he don't
try to find me
skin I been through
dies behind me
solid hollow
wrapped in hatred
not a drop of
venom wasted
You can slip in
try to find me
hold your breath and
flat deny me
it makes no difference
to my thinkin'
I'll be here when
you start sinkin'
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WONDERING
(Joe Werner)
« © '51 Unichappell Music, BMI »
Wondering wondering who's kissing you
Wondering just wondering if you're wondering too
Every hour through the day since you went away
I've been wondering yes wondering if you're wondering too
I pray every night to the good Lord above
To send back to me the one I really love
(Wondering wondering) who's kissing you
(Wondering just wondering) if you're wondering too
I pray every night...
Every hour through the day since you've been away
I've been wondering yes wondering if you're wondering too
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(Gram Parsons / Chris Hillman)
No affection were the words that stuck on my mind
When she walked out on me for the very last time
Oh mamma sweet mamma can you tell me what to say
I don't know what I've done to be treated this way
In a cold dirty room that's where I found myself
With a bottle of wine and some pills off the shelf
Oh mamma sweet mamma can you tell me what to say
I don't know what I've done and I'm feeling so ashamed
Then an angel appeared she was just 17
In a dirty old town with a conscious so clean
Oh mamma sweet mamma can you tell me what to say
She's brought back the life that I once threw away
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(Gram Parsons/Chris Ethridge)
She ...
She came from the land of the cotton
A land that was nearly forgotten
By everyone
And she ...
She worked and she slaved so hard
A big ol' field was her backyard
In the delta sun
Oh, but she sure could sing
Yes, yes
She sure could sing
Then he ...
Looked down and he took a little pity
The whole town swore he decided
He help her some
And he
Didn't mind if she wasn't very pretty
For deep inside his heart he knew
Oh, but she sure could sing
My, my she sure could sing
She had faith and she had believin'
She led all the people together in singin'
And she prayed very night
To the Lord up above
Singin' hallelujah
Oh, hallelujah
They ...
Would walk singin' songs by the river
Even when she knew for sure
She had to go away
And she
Never knew what her life had to give her
And never had to worry about it
For one single day
Oh, but she sure could sing
Yes, yes she sure could sing
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(Gram Parsons/Chris Hillman)
This old town is filled with sin
It will swallow you in
If you've got some money to burn
Take it home right away
You've got three years to pay
But Satan is waiting his turn
The scientists say
It will all wash away
But we don't believe any more
Cause we've got our recruits
And our green mohair suits
So please show your I.D. At the door
This old earthquake's gonna leave me in the poor house
It seems like this whole town's insane
On the thirty-first floor a gold plated door
Won't keep out the Lord's burning rain
A friend came around
Tried to clean up this town
But he trusted his crowd
So he spoke right out loud
And they lost the best friend they had
This old earthquake's gonna leave me in the poor house
It seems like this whole town's insane
On the thirty-first floor a gold plated door
Won't keep out the Lord's burning rain
On the thirty-first floor a gold plated door
Won't keep out the Lord's burning rain
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(Chris Hillman/Gram Parsons)
We've all got wheels to take ourselves away
We've got telephones to say what we can't say
We all got higher and higher every day
Come on wheels take this boy away
We're not afraid to ride
We're not afraid to die come on wheels take me home today
So come on wheels take this boy away
Now when I feel my time is almost up
And destiny is in my right hand
I'll turn to him who made my faith so strong
Come on wheels make this boy a man
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Away beyond the blue
Away beyond the blue
One star belongs to you
One star belongs to you
And every breath I take
And every breath I take
I'm closer to that place
I'm closer to that place
Yeah baby, I'm gonna meet you there
On the outskirts of the sky
Yeah baby, I'm gonna meet you there
And we will fly
Away beyond the blue
Away beyond the blue
One star belongs to you
This life is but a dream
This life is but a dream
Go gently down the stream
Go gently down the stream
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We met in the springtime when blossoms unfold
The pastures were green and the meadows were gold
Our love was in flower as summer grew on
He love like the leaves now has withered and gone.
The roses have faded, there's frost at my door
The birds in the morning don't sing anymore
The grass in the valley is starting to die
And out in the darkness the whippoor wills cry.
Alone and forsaken by fate and by man
Oh, Lord, if You hear me please hold to my hand
Oh, please understand.
Oh, where has he gone to, oh, where can he be
He may have forsaken some other like me
He promised to honor, to love and obey
Each vow was a plaything that he threw away.
The darkness is falling, the sky has turned gray
A hound in the distance is starting to "BAY"
I wonder, I wonder - what he's thinking of
Forsaken, forgotten - without any love.
Alone and forsaken by fate and by man
Oh, Lord, if You hear me please hold to my hand
Alone and forsaken by fate and by man
Oh, Lord, if You hear me please hold to my hand
Oh, please understand.
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Although you see the world
Different that me
Sometimes I can touch upon
The wonders that you see
And all new colours
In pictures you've designed
Oh yes sweet darling
So glad you are a child of mine
Child of mine, child of mine
Oh yes sweet darling
So glad you are a child of mine
You don't need direction
You know which way to go
And I don't want to hold you back
I just want to watch you grow
You're the one who taught me
You don't have to look behind
Oh yes sweet darling
So glad you are a child of mine
Child of mine, child of mine
Oh yes sweet darling
So glad you are a child of mine
Nobody's gonna to kill your dreams
Or tell you how to live your life
The'll always be people
To make it hard for awhile
But you'll change their heads
When they see you smile
The times you were born in
May not have been the best
But you can live the times to come
Better than the rest
I know you will be honest
If you can't always be kind
Oh yes sweet darling
So glad you are a child of mine
Child of mine, child of mine
Oh yes sweet darling
So glad you are a child of mine
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When they carried you into the parlor
Your wounds were the worst I'd seen
Cold as snow as your body trembled
Cradled in the arms of morphine
All the kinfolk cried out loud
"Good Shepherd save this man"
But you whispered with icy breath
"It is not in His hands," and you said
"Heaven ain't ready for me yet," and you looked at me
"Give me your heart and take a bet," and you held my hand
"Now I've seen your face, now that we've met
"I shall not slip away"
Mama said to me, "daughter
"You must nurse your cousin well"
So I cared for you through days and nights
But your fever I did not quell
For weeks I watched you suffer pain
That no laudanum could ease
All I had left to do is pray
"Lord have mercy on him please," and you said
"Heaven ain't ready for me yet," and you looked at me
"Give me your heart and take a bet," and you held my hand
"Now I've seen your face, now that we've met
"I shall not slip away"
Now winter's lights has cooled the air
At last your strength's returned
You talk to me of the life you spent
And of the life you've earned
You'll waste no time on vengeance
You've no wish to fight again
"To find peace," you say, "In God we trust
"But little faith in Man"
Heaven aint' ready for you yet, Jesse
I'll give you my heart, I'll take a bet, Jesse
Now I've seen your face, now that we've met
I shall not slip away
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A canvas covered cabin in a crowded labour camp
Stand out in this memory I revived;
Cause my daddy raised a family there, with two hard working hands
And tried to feed my mama's hungry eyes.
He dreamed of something better, and my mama's faith was strong
And us kids were just to young to realize
That another class of people put us somewhere just below;
One more reason for my mama's hungry eyes.
Mama never had the luxuries she wanted
But it wasn't cause my daddy didn't try.
She only wanted things she really needed;
One more reason for my mama's hungry eyes.
I remember daddy praying for a better way of life
But I don't recall a change of any size;
Just a little loss of courage, as their age began to show
And more sadness in my mama's hungry eyes.
Mama never had the luxuries she wanted
But it wasn't cause my daddy didn't try.
She only wanted things she really needed;
One more reason for my mama's hungry eyes.
Oh, I still recall my mama's hungry eyes.
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(Rodney Crowell/Emmylou Harris)
The wind can blow cold, it moans and it cries
When it carries the sound of a thousand goodbyes
But if you listen tonight on that high, lonely plain
You'll just hear my voice as it calls out your name
You'll just hear my voice as it calls out your name
You've been on a road that just don't seem to end
Where that broken old heart of yours won't ever mend
You've crossed over bridges and bridges they burn
So many rivers and so much to learn
So many bridges and so much to learn
But the moon is so full, the stars are so bright
And my hand is steady, my touch id light
Look in my eyes, hold on real tight
And I'll waltz you my darling across Texas tonight
I'll waltz you my darling across Texas tonight
We both have known hard luck
When the ghosts take the shadows and
The night takes too long
We folded our cards when the hand wasn't strong
But that wheel will keep spinning long after we're gone
Yeah, that wheel will keep spinning long after we're gone
And the moon is so full, the stars are so bright
And my hand is steady, my touch is light
Look in my eyes, hold on real tight and I'll
Waltz you my darling across Texas tonight
I'll waltz you my darling across Texas tonight
Look in my eyes, hold on real tight
And I'll waltz you my darling across Texas tonight
I'll waltz you my darling across Texas tonight
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(Emmylou Harris)
O the dragons are gonna fly tonight
They're circling low and inside tonight
It's another round in the losing fight
Out along the great divide tonight
We are aging soldiers in an ancient war
Seeking out some half remembered shore
We drink our fill and still we thirst for more
Asking if there's no heaven what is this hunger for?
Our path is worn our feet are poorly shod
We lift up our prayer against the odds
And fear the silence is the voice of God
And we cry Allelujah Allelujah
We cry Allelujah
Sorrow is constant and the joys are brief
The seasons come and bring no sweet relief
Who takes our lot but leaves behind the grief
It is the heart that kills us in the end
Just one more old broken bone that cannot mend
As it was now and ever shall be amen
And we cry Allelujah Allelujah
We cry Allelujah
So there'll be no guiding light for you and me
We are not sailors lost out on the sea
We were always headed toward eternity
Hoping for a glimpse of Gaililee
Like falling stars from the universe we are hurled
Down through the long loneliness of the world
Until we behold the pain become the pearl
Cryin? Allelujah Allelujah
We cry Allelujah
And we cry Allelujah Allelujah
We cry Allelujah
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Here's a wishing well
Here's a penny for
Any tought it is
That makes you smile
Every diamond dream
Everything that brings
Love and happiness
To your life
Here's a rabbit's food
Take it when you go
So you'll always know
You're safe from harm
Wear your ruby shoes
When you're far away
So you'll always stay
Home in your heart
You will always have a lucky star
Even in the deepest dark
Because your aim is true
And if i could only have one wish
Darling, then i would be this
Love and happiness for you
Here's a spinning wheel
Use it once you've learned
There's a way to turn
The straw to gold
Here's a rosary
Count on every bead
With a prayer to keep
Thehope you hold
You will always have a lucky star
That shines because of what you are
Even in the deepest dark
Because your aim is true
And if I could only have one wish
Darling, then it would be this
Love and happiness fot you
And if I could only have one wish
Darling, then it would be this
Love and happiness for you
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(Kieran Kane - James Paul O'Hara)
Trouble we have known
trouble in our struggle just to get by
Many times the burden's been heavy
still we carried on side by side
And when we're gone, long gone
The only thing that will have mattered
Is the love that we shared
And the way that we cared
When we're gone, long gone.
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And when we're walking together in glory
Hand in hand through eternity
It's the love that will be remembered
Not wealth not poverty.
And when we're gone, long gone
The only thing that will have mattered
Is the love that we shared
And the way that we cared
When we're gone, long gone.
When we're gone, long gone
The only thing that will have mattered
Is the love that we shared
And the way that we cared
When we're gone, long gone...
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(Buck Owens)
Together again my tears have stopped falling
The long lonely nights are now at an end
The key to my heart you hold in your hand
But nothing else matters cause we're together again
Together again the grey skies are gone
You're back in my arms right where you belong
The love that we knew is living again
And nothing else matters cause we're together again
Together again my tears have stopped falling
The long lonely nights are now at an end
The love that we knew is living again
And nothing else matters now we're together again
No nothing else matters now we're together again
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(Jimmie Work)
Making believe that you still love me
It's leaving me alone and so blue
Still I'll always dream, but I'll never own you
Making believe, its all I can do
Can't hold you close when you're not whit me
You're somebody's love, you'll never be mine
Making believe I'll spend my lifetime
Loving you and making believe
Making believe I never lost you
But my happy hours are so few
My plans for the future will never come true
Making believe what else can I do
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(Johnny Mullins)
You left me for the bright lights of the town
A country boy set out to see the world
Remember when those neon lights shine down
That big old moon shines on your Kentucky girl
I swear I love you by the moon above you
How bright is it shining in your world
Some morning when you wake up all alone
Just come on home to your blue Kentucky girl
Don't wait to bring great riches home to me
I need no diamond rings or fancy pearls
Just bring yourself, you're all I'll ever need
That's good enough for this blue Kentucky girl
I swear I love you by the moon above you
How bright is it shining in your world
Some morning when you wake up all alone
Just come on home to your blue Kentucky girl
Just come on home to your blue Kentucky girl
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(Edgar L. Eden)
Now if I were a queen and a ruler of nations,
With diamonds and jewels profound
Well, I'd rather know that I had salvation
Than to know my reward
Would be Satan's jewel crown
I've worm it so long but God for my
Soul has reached down
His love set me free
He made me His own, and helped me cast off
Satan's jewel crown
Oh, the life that I live so sinful and needless,
Drinkin' and runnin' around
All the things that I do for the love of the devil
I know my reward
Will be Satan's jewel crown
Satan's jewel crown
I've worn it so long
But God for my soul has reached down
His love set me free
He made me His own, and helped me cast off
Satan's jewel crown
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Mister Sandman, bring me a dream
Make him the cutest that I've ever seen
Give him two lips like roses and clover
Then tell him that his lonesome nights are over.
Sandman, I'm so alone
Don't have nobody to call my own
Please turn on your magic beam
Mister Sandman, bring me a dream.
Mister Sandman, bring me a dream
Make him the cutest that I've ever seen
Give him the word that I'm not a rover
Then tell him that his lonesome nights are over.
Sandman, I'm so alone
Don't have nobody to call my own
Please turn on your magic beam
Mister Sandman, bring me a dream,
Mister Sandman, bring us a dream
Give him a pair of eyes with a come hither gleam
Give him a lonely heart like Pagliacci
And lots of wavy hair like Liberace.
Mister Sandman, someone to hold
Would be so peachy before we're too old
Sp please turn on your magic beam
Mister Sandman, bring us
Please, please, please
Mister Sandman, bring us a dream...
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(Rodney Crowell)
When you look at me
Like you don't know me
And you talk to me
Like you've never met me
I can leave you alone if i try
If I tried I could tell you goodbye
If I wanted to
I could be long gone
And I don't have to crawl
Then you call on me
As if I should run to you
You make your move
as if I should follow you
Well I don't have to be nobody's fool
I won't make no exception of you
I don't make no exception of you
I don't have to crawl
I can just walk away
No I don't have to crawl
I don't have to get down on my knees
I don't have to crawl
I can just walk away
No I don't have to crawl
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(Rodney Crowell)
You looked for trouble and you found it son
Straight down the barrel of a lawman's gun
You'd try to run but you don't think you can
You make one move and you're dead man, friend
I ain't living long like this
I can't live at all like this, can I baby
He slipped the handcuffs on behind my back
Then he left me freezing on a steel rail track
They got 'em all in the jailhouse, ain't they bay
I ain't living long like this
grew up in Houston off of Wayside drive
Son of a charhop in some all night dive
Dad drove a stock car to an early death
All I remember was a drunk man's death
I ain't living long like this
I can't live at all like this can I baby
We know the story how the wheel goes round
Don't let 'em take you to the man downtown
I ain't living long like this
You live for angel, she's a roadhouse queen
Make Texas ruby look like Sandra Dee
You want to love her but you don't know how
You're at the bottom of the jailhouse now
I ain't living long like this
I can't live at all like this, can I baby
You know the story 'bout the jailhouse rock
Go on and do it, but just don't get caught
They got 'em all in the jailhouse, ain't they baby
I ain't living long like this
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(feat. Gram Parsons)
(Boudleaux Bryant)
Love hurts, love scars, love wounds and mars
Any heart not tough or strong enough
To take a lot of pain, take a lot of pain
Love is like a cloud holds a lot of rain
Love hurts, mmm, mmm, love hurts
I'm young I know but even so
I know a thing or two I learned from you
I really learned a lot, really learned a lot
Love is like a stove burns you when it's hot
Love hurts, mmm, mmm, love hurts
Some fools think of happiness
Blissfulness, togetherness
Some fools fool themselves I guess
But they're not fooling me
I know it isn't true, know it isn't true
Love is just a lie made to make you blue
Love hurts, mmm, mmm, love hurts
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