One More River
Lead vocal: lenny zakatek
Dont look back cause theres one more river
Dont turn your back you got one more river to cross
No more fightin and no more dyin
No more cheatin and no more lyin
Dont look back cause theres one more river
Dont turn your back you got one more river to cross
Dont start askin the rhyme or the reason
Dont hold back its the time of the season
One more mile and one more road
One last bridge and one less load
One more river
Dont look back cause theres one more river
Dont turn your back you got one more river to cross
Dont start askin the rhyme or the reason
Dont hold back its the time of the season
One more mile and one more road
One last bridge and one less load
One more river
One more river
song performed by Alan Parsons Project
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Fat Lenny
Fat lennys gonna walk right into myself
Fat lennys gonna see myself (reflect it back on myself)
Fat lennys gonna lick the shellack off the window sill
And I say fat lennys gonna lick my head off
Stop by my friend fat lenny, I like him a lot (tell him about my buddy)
Hes fat lenny - what
Fat lennys gonna lick the shellack off the window sill
And I said now fat lennys gonna jump up and down (run back down the hill)
And I said now fat lenny knows what he is (to be fat lenny) cause he is fat lenny (hes my buddy)
Hes fat lenny (I know what he is to be fat lenny) cause hes my friend fat lenny
I like fat lenny, I like cause hes my friend fat lenny - fat lenny
What - you know - hes fat lenny - you know
You know hes fat lenny
Fat lennys gonna lick my brain today
Fat lenny doesnt like me anyway
Fat lenny said (my friend) today
Fat lenny
Fat lenny, fat lenny,
Fat lenny, fat lenny, fat fat fat lenny
Fat lenny, fat lenny
Fat lenny, fat lenny, fat fat fat lenny
song performed by Ween
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Dying Daze
Are ya living to live?
Are you living to die
Are you living a tale?
Are you living a lie?
You got one life to life
Are you living it right?
You've got one life to live
Who wants to ride?
Everyday, I do it my way
Live my life my way, but don't care what they say
Dying daze
Dying daze
Dying daze
Dying daze
Ridin till my dyin daze
I'm sick of watchin birds spill
I'm sick of chasin dollar bills
I'm sick of systems tryin to seal my fate (Oh, oh, oh)
I'd rather taste the sunshine with some endo in my ride
I wanna climb waterfalls all day (Oh, oh, oh)
I wanna break the open sky with my psychedelic eye
I wanna ride around the world today (Oh, oh, oh)
And if I never make it home I know my soul is gonna roam
I'm gonna ride until my dying day
Ridin till my dyin daze
Ridin till my dyin daze
Ridin till my dyin daze
Ridin till my dyin daze
I've been all around the world from the east to the west
Japan to LA, I said damn take a breath
Livin life fast put the rest in the past
Till my dyin daze I'll go ridin to the last
And until my dying days I'm living life to the fullest
Staring at the ripcord wondering when I should pull it
Thinkin I wanna stop but no I gotta go faster
Gonna go till I'm broke then throw me out to pasture
Alright Johnny Ric' need to stick to the picture
Knowin damn well how we flip these scriptures
The beats gonna hit ya, ya feel that vibe
It's a dance hall funk with the punk rock rhyme
So get down to pit cause its gonna explode
Circle gonna blow from the first distant go
Whether hittin 5th wide or chargin 12 step
Gaps, that's it when you commit cause there's no turning back.
That's it when you commit cause there's no turning back
That's it when you commit cause there's no turning back
Ridin till my dyin
Ridin till my dyin daze
Dyin daze
Dyin daze
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song performed by Kottonmouth Kings
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Lead Balloon
Kiss my ass! I said
And I threw my drink
Tequila trickling
Down his business suit
Must be the irish blood
Fight before you think
Turn it now
You cant cowtow
You cant undo it
Its his town
And that went down
Like a lead balloon
Lead lead lead lead balloon
He said sic her, rover
That went over
Like a lead balloon
Lead lead lead lead balloon
Lead balloon
An angry man is just an angry man
But an angry woman
Bitch!
I had to ask him for a helping hand
It came with the heart
Of a bonaparte
Of a frozen fish
Its his town
And that went down
Like a lead balloon
Lead lead lead lead balloon
He said sic her, rover
That went over
Like a lead balloon
Lead lead lead lead balloon
Lead balloon
Lead balloon, lead lead lead lead balloon
Lead balloon, lead lead lead lead balloon
Lead balloon, lead lead lead lead balloon
Lead balloon
Its his town
And that went down
Like a lead balloon
Lead lead lead balloon
He said sic her, rover
That went over
Like a lead balloon
Lead lead lead lead balloon
Lead balloon
Lead lead lead lead balloon
Lead lead lead lead balloon
Lead balloon
song performed by Joni Mitchell
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Dyin Of A Broken Heart
(micky dolenz)
Micky dolenz music (bmi)
Lead vocal: micky dolenz
I told my doctor somethings wrong with me
She said gimme forty dollars and well look and see
Hop up on the table now well take some blood
Find out what youre dyin of
She called me in the morning and she said now herere the facts
Well, it isnt your liver and it isnt your back
Its not your blood sugar or the asian flu
Thats not what killing you
Youre dyin of a broken heart
It really wasnt very smart
You lived through nixon and a drug or two
Just to get your due
Dyin of a broken heart
I called my analyst said I was a mess
He said gimme hundred dollars and well take a test
Lie down on the couch and tell me what you dream
It really isnt what it seems
Youre dyin
Youre dyin of a broken heart
And Im cryin
It really wasnt very smart
I lived through nixon and a drug or two
Just to get your due
Dyin of a broken heart
Youre dyin
Youre dyin of a broken heart
And Im cryin
It really wasnt very smart
I lived through nixon and a drug or two
Just to get your due
Dyin of a broken heart
Youre dyin of a broken heart
It really wasnt very smart
I lived through nixon and a drug or two
Just to get your due
Dyin of a broken heart
(get your due)
Dyin of a broken heart
(get your due)
Dyin of a broken heart
Dyin
Dyin
Dyin
song performed by Monkees
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Cheatin In Your Dreams
You see me now as large as life, but underneath you knew all too well
The hollow shell, no spark of life
Where once upon a time there beat a heart
For you and you knew it from the start, and you went and blew it all away
And you knew how, oh you knew best
The strings to pull and buttons to press
To wind me up and make me shake, you controlling every move I made
I couldnt see through it, all the pain, and you put me through it
Over and over again, just tell me over and over and over
Chorus:
How could you say there was no other, why is it nothings what it seems
You told me Im your greatest lover, do you even know what that word means
Your lovin is coolin, baby who ya think youre foolin
cos when I woke up I caught you cheatin in your dreams
When I woke up I caught you cheatin in your dreams
Stop it! stop it! dont you say a word
I feel my hands around her neck and everything went blurred
Broken, broken, she slipped from out my hands
She lay so still and lifeless, I cried baby, baby, baby
(chorus)
(cheatin, cheatin, cheatin in your dreams)
(cheatin, cheatin, cheatin in your dreams)
It was my dumb luck, I just came unstuck
My whole world shook, Id had about enough
When I woke up, I caught you cheatin in your dreams
(cheatin, cheatin, cheatin in your dreams)
(repeats out)
song performed by Meat Loaf
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What Are We Fighting For?
Battle flag in the bassinet
Oil and blood on the bayonet
Crowded downtown hit the floor
What are we fightin' for?
What are we fightin' for?
What are we fightin' for?
The world got smaller but the bombs got bigger
Holocaust on a hairpin trigger
Aint no game so forget the score
What are we fightin' for?
What are we fightin' for?
What are we fightin' for?
What are we fightin' for?
What will I tell my daughter?
What will you tell your son?
Where were all the doves?
That we were nothing but a shadow,
a faceless generation devoid of love?
The crucifix ain't no baseball bat
Tell me what kind of God is that?
Ain't nothing more godless than a war
So what are we fightin' for?
What are we fightin' for?
What are we fightin' for?
What are we fightin' for?
What will I tell my daughter?
What will you tell your son?
Where were all the doves?
That we were nothing but a shadow,
A faceless generation?
What are we fightin' for?
song performed by Live
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She Just Started Liking Cheatin' Songs
She just started liking cheatin songs
And what's bothering me
I don't know if its the cheatin' she likes
Or just the melody
I've never had any reason to doubt her
As far as I know she's been true
But lately she's had a different look in her eyes
I wonder if she's seein somebody new
You can't blame a body for lookin
When there's a world of people out there
But I hope that she's not takin any closer looks
I tell ya lately frankly I've been scared
Cause she just started liking cheatin' songs
And what's bothering me
I don't know if its the cheatin' she likes
Or just the melody
I've got to admit I do some looking too
But she's the only one I love
She still tells me she loves me
But I wonder if my love's enough
Cause she just started liking cheatin' songs
And what's bothering me
I don't know if its the cheatin' she likes
Or just the melody
Yeah she just started liking cheatin' songs
And what's bothering me
I don't know if its the cheatin' she likes
Or just the melody
Yeah I don't know if its the cheatin' she likes
Or just the melody
song performed by Alan Jackson
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The Ghost - Book IV
Coxcombs, who vainly make pretence
To something of exalted sense
'Bove other men, and, gravely wise,
Affect those pleasures to despise,
Which, merely to the eye confined,
Bring no improvement to the mind,
Rail at all pomp; they would not go
For millions to a puppet-show,
Nor can forgive the mighty crime
Of countenancing pantomime;
No, not at Covent Garden, where,
Without a head for play or player,
Or, could a head be found most fit,
Without one player to second it,
They must, obeying Folly's call,
Thrive by mere show, or not at all
With these grave fops, who, (bless their brains!)
Most cruel to themselves, take pains
For wretchedness, and would be thought
Much wiser than a wise man ought,
For his own happiness, to be;
Who what they hear, and what they see,
And what they smell, and taste, and feel,
Distrust, till Reason sets her seal,
And, by long trains of consequences
Insured, gives sanction to the senses;
Who would not (Heaven forbid it!) waste
One hour in what the world calls Taste,
Nor fondly deign to laugh or cry,
Unless they know some reason why;
With these grave fops, whose system seems
To give up certainty for dreams,
The eye of man is understood
As for no other purpose good
Than as a door, through which, of course,
Their passage crowding, objects force,
A downright usher, to admit
New-comers to the court of Wit:
(Good Gravity! forbear thy spleen;
When I say Wit, I Wisdom mean)
Where (such the practice of the court,
Which legal precedents support)
Not one idea is allow'd
To pass unquestion'd in the crowd,
But ere it can obtain the grace
Of holding in the brain a place,
Before the chief in congregation
Must stand a strict examination.
Not such as those, who physic twirl,
Full fraught with death, from every curl;
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poem by Charles Churchill
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Lead Them Home My Dreams
Intro:
Lead them home
Lead them home my dreams,
My dreams
Verse 1:
Some people stand
Some choose not to understand
Some people fight (fight, fight)
Some people dream
Some people wake up
In the middle of the night
With the eyes of a tiger and a childs curiosity
Cant turn from my conscience when its starin at me
Chorus:
Lead them home
Lead them home my dreams
You can hear
When you disguise whispers as screams
(lead them home my, lead them home my...dreams)
Verse 2:
Some people climb
Some people wait for time to pass
Looking for a miracle (a miracle)
Some people could care less
Some people dwell on the impossible
And I always remember the times I let myself slide
And I put all the bad things like money
Far lower on the list than pride
Bring me home
Bring them home my dreams (lead the home)
Bring them home my dreams
(bring the home my, lead them home my)
You can hear, you can hear (you can hear)
When you disguise whispers as screams
(lead them home my, lead them home my)
Bring them home (bring them home, bring them home)
Bring them home my dreams
(lead them home my, bring them home my)
You can hear, you can hear when you
Disguise whispers as screams
(lead them home my, bring them home my...dreams)
Verse 3:
Wait a lifetime
Then my wish will drag on slowly
Come into ones own
At the time of conception (ooooo...)
Give in over time
You may as well change your mind
Now is when I see the light (I see it)
Im gonna touch it, grab it -
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song performed by Debbie Gibson
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Percys Song
Bad news, bad news,
Come to me where I sleep,
Turn, turn, turn again.
Sayin one of your friends
Is in trouble deep,
Turn, turn to the rain
And the wind.
Tell me the trouble,
Tell once to my ear,
Turn, turn, turn again.
Joliet prison
And ninety-nine years,
Turn, turn to the rain
And the wind.
Oh whats the charge
Of how this came to be,
Turn, turn, turn again.
Manslaughter
In the highest of degree,
Turn, turn to the rain
And the wind.
I sat down and wrote
The best words I could write,
Turn, turn, turn again.
Explaining to the judge
Id be there on wednesday night,
Turn, turn to the rain
And the wind.
Without a reply,
I left by the moon,
Turn, turn, turn again.
And was in his chambers
By the next afternoon,
Turn, turn to the rain
And the wind.
Could ya tell me the facts?
I said without fear,
Turn, turn, turn again.
That a friend of mine
Would get ninety-nine years,
Turn, turn to the rain
And the wind.
A crash on the highway
Flew the car to a field,
Turn, turn, turn again.
There was four persons killed
And he was at the wheel,
Turn, turn to the rain
And the wind.
But I knew him as good
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song performed by Bob Dylan
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English Bards and Scotch Reviewers: A Satire
'I had rather be a kitten, and cry mew!
Than one of these same metre ballad-mongers'~Shakespeare
'Such shameless bards we have; and yet 'tis true,
There are as mad, abandon'd critics too,'~Pope.
Still must I hear? -- shall hoarse Fitzgerald bawl
His creaking couplets in a tavern hall,
And I not sing, lest, haply, Scotch reviews
Should dub me scribbler, and denounce my muse?
Prepare for rhyme -- I'll publish, right or wrong:
Fools are my theme, let satire be my song.
O nature's noblest gift -- my grey goose-quill!
Slave of my thoughts, obedient to my will,
Torn from thy parent bird to form a pen,
That mighty instrument of little men!
The pen! foredoom'd to aid the mental throes
Of brains that labour, big with verse or prose,
Though nymphs forsake, and critics may deride,
The lover's solace, and the author's pride.
What wits, what poets dost thou daily raise!
How frequent is thy use, how small thy praise!
Condemn'd at length to be forgotten quite,
With all the pages which 'twas thine to write.
But thou, at least, mine own especial pen!
Once laid aside, but now assumed again,
Our task complete, like Hamet's shall be free;
Though spurn'd by others, yet beloved by me:
Then let us soar today, no common theme,
No eastern vision, no distemper'd dream
Inspires -- our path, though full of thorns, is plain;
Smooth be the verse, and easy be the strain.
When Vice triumphant holds her sov'reign sway,
Obey'd by all who nought beside obey;
When Folly, frequent harbinger of crime,
Bedecks her cap with bells of every clime;
When knaves and fools combined o'er all prevail,
And weigh their justice in a golden scale;
E'en then the boldest start from public sneers,
Afraid of shame, unknown to other fears,
More darkly sin, by satire kept in awe,
And shrink from ridicule, though not from law.
Such is the force of wit! but not belong
To me the arrows of satiric song;
The royal vices of our age demand
A keener weapon, and a mightier hand.
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Bend A Little
By: jimmy buffett, buzz cason
1971
Evil, it's been here all along
Good things, they just seem to have come and gone
In my life i have seen so much go wrong
And there's only one way left for us to get along
Chorus:
You got to bend a little one way or the other
You got to leave your mind open to discover
Seems i've been fightin' it all along
You got to bend a little no matter which side you're on
Or soon you'll be gone
Papers, they print it every day
Housewife, wraps the garbage then throws it away
I don't guess she thinks they have that much to say
But when the time is right she'll be the lady with so much to pay
Chorus:
You got to bend a little one way or the other
You got to leave your mind open to discover
Seems i've been fightin' it all along
You got to bend a little no matter which side you're on
Or soon you'll be gone
History, it teaches much too well
Nations, had to rise up before they fell
And my eyes see the story they're tryin' to tell
And tonight i think i heard the final toll of the bell
Chorus:
We better bend a little one way or the other
You got to leave your mind open to discover
Seems i've been fightin' it all along
You've got to bend a little no matter which side you're on
Or soon you'll be gone
Seems i've been fightin' it all along
I've been a fightin' and a fightin'
Got to bend a little no matter which side you're on
It's a long and and dirty battle
It seems i've been fightin' it all along
I've been a tearin' and a pullin'
Got a bend a little no matter which side you're on
Yes i know cause
It seems i've been fightin' it all along
I've been a punchin' and a gougin'
And it seems it don't matter which side you're on
I've been a tearin' and a rippin' and
It seems i've been fightin' it all along
song performed by Jimmy Buffett
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Yanks
O'Leary, from Chicago, and a first-class fightin' man,
For his father was from Kerry, where the gentle art began:
Sergeant Dennis P. O'Leary, from somewhere on Archie Road,
Dodgin' shells and smellin' powder while the battle ebbed and flowed.
And the captain says: 'O'Leary, from your fightin' company
Pick a dozen fightin' Yankees and come skirmishin' with me;
Pick a dozen fightin' devils, and I know it's you who can.'
And O'Leary, he saluted like a first-class fightin' man.
O'Leary's eye was piercin' and O'Leary's voice was clear:
'Dimitri Georgoupoulos!' And Dimitri answered 'Here!'
Then 'Vladimir Slaminsky! Step three paces to the front,
For we're wantin' you to join us in a little Heinie hunt!'
'Garibaldi Ravioli!' Garibaldi was to share;
And 'Ole Axel Kettleson!' and 'Thomas Scalp-the-Bear!'
Who was Choctaw by inheritance, bred in the blood and bones,
But set down in army records by the name of Thomas Jones.
'Van Winkle Schuyler Stuyvesant!' Van Winkle was a bud
From the ancient tree of Stuyvesant and had it in his blood;
'Don Miguel de Colombo!' Don Miguel's next of kin
Were across the Rio Grande when Don Miguel went in.
'Ulysses Grant O'Sheridan!' Ulysses' sire, you see,
Had been at Appomattox near the famous apple-tree;
And 'Patrick Michael Casey!' Patrick Michael, you can tell,
Was a fightin' man by nature with three fightin' names as well.
'Joe Wheeler Lee!' And Joseph had a pair of fightin' eyes;
And his granddad was a Johnny, as perhaps you might surmise;
Then 'Robert Bruce MacPherson!' And the Yankee squad was done
With 'Isaac Abie Cohen!' once a lightweight champion.
Then O'Leary paced 'em forward and, says he: 'You Yanks, fall in!'
And he marched 'em to the captain. 'Let the skirmishin' begin.'
Says he, 'The Yanks are comin', and you beat 'em if you can!'
And saluted like a soldier and first-class fightin' man!
poem by James W Foley
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One Reason To Believe
Lighting candles in the church of my choice, loving strangers in the dark
Looking for someone to give me what I lack
Searching for something 'till you showed me the gun in my back
I'm human and I need it, I must have my beliefs
I open myself to the love, yeah
And I love you 'cause you showed me a merciful release
I'm living this time and I know you gave me the reason
Chorus:
One reason (to believe), one reason (you're the one)
One reason (to believe), one reason (my baby)
One reason (it's all I need), one reason (to believe)
One reason (my baby), one reason
Trying to get faith from the eight fifty paperbacks
Hoping they'll show me the way (the way to what?)
Man in a crisis, a young girl in his bed
She's trying to help him when she tells him it's all in his head
I'm human and I need it, I must have my beliefs
I open myself to the love, yeah
I love you 'cause you showed me a merciful release
I'm living this time and I know you gave me the reason
chorus
I bow to the east or I kneel to the west, it's a matter of faith
I'm the only one who has to believe it
chorus
(Solo)
One reason, one reason, one reason, one reason
I bow to the east or I kneel to the west, it's a matter of faith
I'm the only one who has to believe it
One reason (to believe), one reason (you're the one)
One reason (one reason), one reason (my baby)
One reason (that's all I need), one reason (to believe)
One reason (to believe), one reason (just give me one)
One reason (one reason), one reason (to believe)
One reason (it's all I need), one reason (my baby)
One reason (my baby), one reason (my baby)
One reason (you are the reason), one reason
One reason (that's all I want), one reason (that's all I need)...
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song performed by Rick Springfield
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Hudibras: Part 3 - Canto II
THE ARGUMENT
The Saints engage in fierce Contests
About their Carnal interests;
To share their sacrilegious Preys,
According to their Rates of Grace;
Their various Frenzies to reform,
When Cromwel left them in a Storm
Till, in th' Effigy of Rumps, the Rabble
Burns all their Grandees of the Cabal.
THE learned write, an insect breeze
Is but a mungrel prince of bees,
That falls before a storm on cows,
And stings the founders of his house;
From whose corrupted flesh that breed
Of vermin did at first proceed.
So e're the storm of war broke out,
Religion spawn'd a various rout
Of petulant Capricious sects,
The maggots of corrupted texts,
That first run all religion down,
And after ev'ry swarm its own.
For as the Persian Magi once
Upon their mothers got their sons,
That were incapable t' enjoy
That empire any other way;
So PRESBYTER begot the other
Upon the good old Cause, his mother,
Then bore then like the Devil's dam,
Whose son and husband are the same.
And yet no nat'ral tie of blood
Nor int'rest for the common good
Cou'd, when their profits interfer'd,
Get quarter for each other's beard.
For when they thriv'd, they never fadg'd,
But only by the ears engag'd:
Like dogs that snarl about a bone,
And play together when they've none,
As by their truest characters,
Their constant actions, plainly appears.
Rebellion now began, for lack
Of zeal and plunders to grow slack;
The Cause and covenant to lessen,
And Providence to b' out of season:
For now there was no more to purchase
O' th' King's Revenue, and the Churches,
But all divided, shar'd, and gone,
That us'd to urge the Brethren on;
Which forc'd the stubborn'st for the Cause,
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poem by Samuel Butler
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Your Cheatin' Heart
Your cheatin' heart
Will make you weak
Your cryin' crimes
Try to sleep
But sleep won't come
The whole night through
Your cheatin' heart
Will tell on you
When tears come down
Like fallin' rain
You'll toss around
And call my name
You'll walk the floor
The way I do
Your cheatin' heart
Will tell on you
Your cheatin' heart
Will pain some day
And crave the love
You threw away
The time will come
When you'll be blue
But your cheatin' heart
Will tell on you
When tears come down
Like fallin' rain
You'll toss around
And call my name
You're gonna walk the floor
The way I do
Your cheatin' heart
Will tell on you
Your cheatin' heart
Is gonna tell on you
song performed by LeAnn Rimes
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Your Cheatin Heart
Your cheatin' heart
Will make you weak
Your cryin' crimes
Try to sleep
But sleep won't come
The whole night through
Your cheatin' heart
Will tell on you
When tears come down
Like fallin' rain
You'll toss around
And call my name
You'll walk the floor
The way I do
Your cheatin' heart
Will tell on you
Your cheatin' heart
Will pain some day
And crave the love
You threw away
The time will come
When you'll be blue
But your cheatin' heart
Will tell on you
When tears come down
Like fallin' rain
You'll toss around
And call my name
You're gonna walk the floor
The way I do
Your cheatin' heart
Will tell on you
Your cheatin' heart
Is gonna tell on you
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Dyin' Ain't Much Of A Livin'
A whiskey bottle comforts me
And tells me not to cry
While a full moon says a prayer for me
I try to close my eyes
But the night's there to remind me
Of the guns and the early graves
The ghosts appear as I fall asleep
To sing an outlaw's serenade
Dyin' ain't much of a livin'
When you're livin' on the run
Dyin' ain't much of a livin' for the young
Is it too late to ask for forgiveness
For the things that I have done
Dyin' ain't much of a livin' for the young
The desert's been a friend to me
It covers me by night
And a snakebite's not my enemy
But it taught me how to fight
All this fame don't bring you freedom
Though it wears a thin disguise
When an outlaw is just a man to me
And a man has to die
Dyin' ain't much of a livin'
When you're livin' on the run
Dyin' ain't much of a livin' for the young
Is it too late to ask for forgiveness
For the things that I have done
Dyin' ain't much of a livin' for the young
And I hope someone will pray for me
When it's my turn to die... PRAY FOR ME !!!
Dyin' ain't much of a livin'
When you're livin' on the run
Dyin' ain't much of a livin' for the young
Is it too late to ask for forgiveness
For the things that I have done
Dyin' ain't much of a livin' for the young
song performed by Bon Jovi
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Lyin' Eyes
Album: Common Thread: The Songs of the Eagles
City girls just seem to find out early
How to open doors with just a smile
A rich old man and she wont have to worry
Shell dress up all in lace and go in style.
Late at night a big old house gets lonely
I guess evry form of refuge has its price
And it breaks her heart to think her love is only
Given to a man with hands as cold as ice.
So she tells him she must go out for the evening
To comfort an old friend whos feelin down
But he knows where shes goin as shes leavin
She is headed for the cheatin side of town.
You cant hide your lyin eyes
And your smile is a thin disguise
I thought by now youd realize
There aint no way to hide your lyin' eyes.
--- Instrumental ---
On the other side of town a boy is waiting
With fiery eyes and dreams no one could steal
She drives on through the night anticipating
Cause he makes her feel the way she used to feel.
She rushes to his arms, they fall together
She whispers that its only for awhile
She swears that soon shell be comin back forever
She pulls away and leaves him with a smile.
You cant hid your lyin eyes
And your smile is a thin disguise
I thought by now youd realize
There aint now way to hide you lyin eyes.
--- Instrumental ---
She gets up and pours herself a strong one
And stares out at the stars up in the sky
Another night, its gonna be a long one
She draws the shade and hangs her head to cry.
She wonders how it ever got this crazy
She thinks about a boy she knew in school
Did she get tired or did she just get lazy?
Shes so far gone she feels just like a fool.
My, oh my, you sure know how to arrange things
You set it up so well, so carefully
Aint it funny how your new life didnt change things
Youre still the same old girl you used to be.
You cant hide your lyin' eyes
And your smile is a thin disguise
I thought by now youd realize
There aint no way to hide your lyin eyes.
There aint no way to hide your lyin eyes.
Honey, you cant hide your lyin eyes...
song performed by Diamond Rio
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Lyin Eyes
City girls just seem to find out early
How to open doors with just a smile
A rich old man
And she wont have to worry
Shell dress up all in lace and go in style
Late at night a big old house gets lonely
I guess evry form of refuge has its price
And it breaks her heart to think her love is
Only given to a man with hands as cold as ice
So she tells him she must go out for the evening
To comfort an old friend whos feelin down
But he knows where shes goin as shes leavin
She is headed for the cheatin side of town
You cant hide your lyin eyes
And your smile is a thin disguise
I thought by now youd realize
There aint no way to hide your lyin eyes
On the other side of town a boy is waiting
With fiery eyes and dreams no one could steal
She drives on through the nice anticipating
cause he makes her feel the way she used to feel
She rushes to his arms,
They fall together
She whispers that its only for awhile
She swears that soon shell be comin back forever
She pulls away and leaves him with a smile
You cant hid your lyin eyes
And your smile is a thin disguise
I thought by now youd realize
There aint now way to hide you lyin eyes
She gets up and pours herself a strong one
And stares out at the stars up in the sky
Another night, its gonna be a long one
She draws the shade and hangs her head to cry
She wonders how it ever got this crazy
She thinks about a boy she knew in school
Did she get tired or did she just get lazy?
Shes so far gone she feels just like a fool
My, oh my, you sure know how to arrange things
You set it up so well, so carefully
Aint it funny how your new life didnt change things
Youre still the same old girl you used to be
You cant hide your lyin eyes
And your smile is a thin disguise
I thought by now youd realize
There aint no way to hide your lyin eyes
There aint no way to hide your lyin eyes
Honey, you cant hide your lyin eyes
song performed by Eagles
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