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Dont You Fret

Dont you fret, now, Ill be there
Ill be there to hold your hand.
Ill be there to see the sunrise,
As it lightens up the sky.
Dont you fret, now, Ill be there,
Ill be there to put you right.
Ill be there to hold you tightly,
When the sun goes down at night.
I cant wait until the day,
Ill come home to you again.
For my love wont ever fade,
I will always feel the same.
Dont you fret, dont you fret,
Ill come home to you again.
Dont you fret, dont you fret,
Ill come home to you again.
Make a brand new pot of tea,
Make my favorite kind of dish.
Do the things that I remember,
Thatll make my dearest wish.

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song performed by Kinks
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The Hungry Sea

The Hungry Sea.

The fog descends and spitefully blots out the harsh reality.
Of the hidden rocks and shoals that lie in wait to drown poor souls
Who are familiar with this coast which has claimed now more lives than most
When the sea fret hides the sea, the sad foghorn sound dismally.
The local fishermen are wise, but can be taken by surprise.
The dense fog muffles the warning sound and fishing boats can run aground.
The sea fret and the cold North Sea can work together readily
Malevolence personified they seem to take a perverse pride
in drowning honest sailor men for reasons far beyond out ken.
Despite modern technology.The sea fret and the hungry sea
demand their yearly sacrifice, and sailormen must pay the price.
It has been so for centuries recorded in the histories
which been written in the past by men who sailed before the mast.
The sea and sea fret are allied and they cannot be satisfied
Until the yearly toll is paid.This will not change I am afraid.
We try but cannot guarantee safety for those who sail the sea.
Along this coast where dangers lie.The ancient rules will still apply.
The sea won’t curb her appetite for she believes she has the right.

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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Waiting Man

I come back...come back
You see my return
My returning face is smiling
Smile of a waiting man...
I be home soon soon soon
Soon cry on your shoulder
Your shoulder against my burning tears
Tears of a waiting man...
One two three four one two three...
I wait every moment
I wait, wait for my chance
I wait for my friend to say
Hello, you waiting man
Feel no fret feel no fret feel no fret
You can wait and feel no fret
And so I wait so I wait so I wait so I wait
I return face is smiling
Be home soon cry on your shoulder
Tears of a waiting man
Every moment wait for my chance

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song performed by King Crimson
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All I Am

I am a canary trapped in a cage.
I am the words not on a page.
I am the body showing its age.
I should not fret. It's just a stage.

I am the leafless tree in the fall.
I am the Cinderella left at the Ball.
I am the echo that's lost its call.
I should not fret. I've seen it all.

I am the desert without any rain.
I am the soul that feels your pain.
I am the thoughts I can't explain.
I should not fret or ever complain.

I am the wind that has no sound.
I am the fish afraid to drown.
I am the lover waiting to be found.
I should not fret. I'm still around.
I am.

poem by Edwina Reizer
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The World & His Dog

(instrumental)
Windows are closing, you smell the track
Traffic is heavy
Up riding the rack
Bodies are buried, freeways and wells
Boneyards with vistas
Gateways to hell
When its all over,
Youll frown and fret
Way down the line
Where no angels tread
Soldiers are gathering, not missing a beat
A poetry reading, while reaping the wheat
Out looking for venus
Shes black marble on ice
Cut to precision
Weighted like dice
When its all over, youll frown and fret
Way down the line, where no angels tread
Maybe youll make it, maybe you wont

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song performed by Ufo
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The World And His Dog

(instrumental)
Windows are closing, you smell the track
Traffic is heavy
Up riding the rack
Bodies are buried, freeways and wells
Boneyards with vistas
Gateways to hell
When it's all over,
You'll frown and fret
Way down the line
Where no angels tread
Soldiers are gathering, not missing a beat
A poetry reading, while reaping the wheat
Out looking for Venus
She's black marble on ice
Cut to precision
Weighted like dice
When it's all over, You'll frown and fret
Way down the line, where no angels tread
Maybe you'll make it, maybe you won't

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song performed by Ufo
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Don't Tease The Lion

If you saw a lion
Not within a cage,
Would you tease and fret him
Till he roared in rage?
Would you tempt his anger
And his savage power,
Knowing he could crush you,
Kill you, and devour?

Yet I know some people
Who, morn and noon and night,
Tease and fret with bitters
The lion-appetite.
It matters not what ails them,
For each disease and all
They seem to think there's healing
In demon alcohol.

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poem by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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Opposition

Of fret, of dark, of thorn, of chill,
Complain no more; for these, O heart,
Direct the random of the will
As rhymes direct the rage of art.

The lute's fixt fret, that runs athwart
The strain and purpose of the string,
For governance and nice consort
Doth bar his wilful wavering.

The dark hath many dear avails;
The dark distils divinest dews;
The dark is rich with nightingales,
With dreams, and with the heavenly Muse.

Bleeding with thorns of petty strife,
I'll ease (as lovers do) my smart
With sonnets to my lady Life
Writ red in issues from the heart.

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poem by Sidney Lanier
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Seed-Time and Harvest

“Thou waterest her furrows, thou sendest rain into the little valleys
thereof; thou makest it soft with the drops of rain, and blessest the increase
of it.”

Fret not thyself so sorely, heart of mine,
For that the pain hath roughly broke thy rest,—
That thy wild flowers lie dead upon thy breast,
Whereon the cloud-veiled sun hath ceased to shine.

Fret not that thou art seam'd and scarr'd and torn;
That clods are piled where tinted vetches were;
That long worms crawl to light, and brown rifts, bare
Of green and tender grasses, widely yawn.

God's hand is on the plough—so be thou still.
Thou canst not see Him, for thine eyes are dim;
But wait in patience, put thy trust in Him;
Give thanks for love, and leave thee to His will.

Ah! in due time the lowering clouds shall rain

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poem by Ada Cambridge
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Claudette

Roy orbison
Well, well, hey hey yeah now...
I've got a brand-new baby and i feel so good
She loves me even better than i thought she would
I'm on my way to her house and i'm plumb out of breath
When i see her tonight, i'm gonna squeeze her to death
Claudette, pretty little pet
Claudette, never make me fret, claudette
She's the sweetest little girl that i've ever met
Got the best love that i'll ever get from claudette
Oh-oh claudette
Well i'm a lucky man my baby treats me right
She's gonna let me hug and kiss and hold her tight
When the date is over and we're at her front door
When she kiss me goodnight i'll holler "more, more, more!"
Claudette, pretty little pet, claudette
Never make me fret, claudette
She's the greatest little girl that i ever met
You can bet i'm glad to get claudette
Pretty little pet claudette

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song performed by Roy Orbison
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