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Tonight I Wanna Cry - Keith Urban

Alone in this house again tonight

I got the TV on, the sound turned down and a bottle of wine

There's pictures of you and I on the walls around me

The way that it was and could have been surrounds me

I'll never get over you walkin' away

(Chorus:)

I've never been the kind to ever let my feelings show

And I thought that bein' strong meant never losin' your self-control

But I'm just drunk enough to let go of my pain

To hell with my pride, let it fall like rain

From my eyes

Tonight I wanna cry

Would it help if I turned a sad song on

"All By Myself" would sure hit me hard now that you're gone

Or maybe unfold some old yellow lost love letters

It's gonna hurt bad before it gets better

But I'll never get over you by hidin' this way

I've never been the kind to ever let my feelings show

And I thought that bein' strong meant never losin' your self-control

But I'm just drunk enough to let go of my pain

To hell with my pride, let it fall like rain

From my eyes

Tonight I wanna cry

I've never been the kind to ever let my feelings show

And I thought that bein' strong meant never losin' your self-control

But I'm just drunk enough to let go of my pain

To hell with this pride, let it fall like rain

From my eyes

Tonight I wanna cry

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Ironbound

(excerpt)

by Suzanne Vega

Kids will grow like weeds on a fence

She says they look for the light

They try to make sense.

They come up through the cracks

Like grass on the tracks

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the street is cold, the dawn is grey

my heart says no but my head says stay

my work is finished, or so I've been told

can't part the three of us, once we got a hold

I forgot the name

I took a shot on the chin

I'm rearranging my game

tell by the shape I'm in

in line of fire, you know what to say

they gave us no choices, just one shade of grey

my legs keep movin', I don't seem to stray

but I know each step we take, they're one step away

I found the secret, the key to the vault

we walked in darkness, kept hittin' the walls

I took the time, to feel for the door

I found the secret, the key to it all

I got the Nouveauree

and dragged it home to bed

I traded you for me

I took it all and said

I find my own fun,

sometimes for free

I got to pay it to come lookin' for

me walkin' on Gucci,

wearin' Yves St. Laurent

barely stay on cause

I'm so God damn gaunt

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Time-Pink Floyd

Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day

Fritter and waste the hours in an offhand way

Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town

Waiting for someone or something to show you the way

Tired of lying in the sunshine staying home to watch the rain

And you are young and life is long and there is time to kill today

And then one day you find ten years have got behind you

No one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun

And you run and you run to catch up with the sun, but it's sinking

Racing around to come up behind you again

The sun is the same in a relative way, but you're older

Shorter of breath and one day closer to death

Every year is getting shorter, never seem to find the time

Plans that either come to naught or half a page of scribbled lines

Hanging on in quiet desperation is the English way

The time is gone, the song is over, thought I'd something more to say

Breathe Reprise

Home, home again

I like to be here when I can

And when I come home cold and tired

Its good to warm my bones beside the fire

Far away across the field

The tolling of the iron bell

Calls the faithful to their knees

To hear the softly spoken magic spells.

:wub: :wub:

:peace:,

Jo

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Once there was a poor boy

Livin' from hand to mouth

Didn't have much of anything

Didn't know but I found out

Money can't buy

The love that I

Use to know

Now I buy you diamonds

And pearls from the orient

Now I live in a penthouse suite

And I don't owe nobody a cent

Money can't buy

The love that I

Use to know

Money can't buy

Money can't buy

Money can't buy

The love that I

Use to know

Running in a nightmare

Waking in a cold sweat

You sell your soul to the company payroll

Just to keep from gettin' in debt

Money can't buy

The love

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Falling To Pieces - Faith No More

Back and forth, I sway with the wind

Resolution slips away again

Right through my fingers, back into my heart

Where it's out of reach and it's in the dark

Sometimes I think I'm blind

Or I may be just paralyzed

Because the plot thickens every day

And the pieces of my puzzle keep crumblin' away

But I know, there's a picture beneath

Indecision clouds my vision

No one listens...

Because I'm somewhere in between

My love and my agony

You see, I'm somewhere in between

My life is falling to pieces

Somebody put me together

Layin' face down on the ground

My fingers in my ears to block the sound

My eyes shut tight to avoid the sight

Anticipating the end, losing the will to fight

Droplets of "yes" and "no"

In an ocean of "maybe"

From the bottom, it looks like a steep incline

From the top, another downhill slope of mine

But I know, the equilibrium's there

Indecision clouds my vision

No one listens

Because I'm somewhere in between

My love and my agony

You see, I'm somewhere in between

My life is falling to pieces

Somebody put me together

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If my words did glow with the gold of sunshine

And my tunes were played on the harp unstrung,

Would you hear my voice come through the music,

Would you hold it near as it were your own?

Its a hand-me-down, the thoughts are broken,

Perhaps they're better left unsung.

I don't know, don't really care

Let there be songs to fill the air.

Ripple in still water,

When there is no pebble tossed,

Nor wind to blow.

Reach out your hand if your cup be empty,

If your cup is full may it be again,

Let it be known there is a fountain,

That was not made by the hands of men.

There is a road, no simple highway,

Between the dawn and the dark of night,

And if you go no one may follow,

That path is for your steps alone.

Ripple in still water,

When there is no pebble tossed,

Nor wind to blow.

You who choose to lead must follow,

But if you fall you fall alone,

If you should stand then who's to guide you?

If I knew the way I would take you home.

La dee da da da, la da da da da, da da da, da da, da da da da da

La da da da, la da da, da da, la da da da, la da, da da.

- by Jerry Garcia and Robert Hunter

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:) very nice!

Shakedown Street

Music & Lyrics by Jerry García & Robert Hunter

You tell me this town ain't got no heart

Well, well, well, you can never tell

The sunny side of the street is dark

Well, well, well, you can never tell

...

Nothin shakin' on Shakedown Street, used to be the heart of town

Don't tell me this town ain't got no heart.

You just gotta poke around...

Well, well, well, you can never tell...

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John Barleycorn Traffic

There were three men came out of the West,

Their fortunes for to try,

And these three men made a solemn vow:

John Barleycorn must die.

They've ploughed, they've sewn, they've harrowed him in,

Threw clods upon his head,

And these three men made a solemn vow:

John Barleycorn was dead.

They've let him lie for a very long time,

‘Till the rains from heaven did fall,

And little Sir John sprung up his head,

And so amazed them all.

They've let him stand ‘till midsummer's day,

‘Till he looked both pale and wan,

And little Sir John's grown a long, long beard,

And so become a man.

They've hired men with the scythes so sharp,

To cut him off at the knee,

They've rolled him and tied him by the way,

Serving him most barbarously.

They've hired men with the sharp pitchforks,

Who pricked him to the heart,

And the loader he has served him worse than that,

For he's bound him to the cart

They've wheeled him around and around the field,

‘Till they came unto a barn,

And there they made a solemn oath,

On poor John Barleycorn.

They've hired men with the crab-tree sticks,

To cut him skin from bone,

And the miller he has served him worse than that,

For he's ground him between two stones.

And little Sir John and the nut-brown bowl,

And he's brandy in the glass;

And little Sir John and the nut-brown bowl,

Proved the strongest man at last.

The huntsman, he can't hunt the fox,

Nor so loudly to blow his horn,

And the tinker he can't mend kettle nor pot,

Without a little Barleycorn

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Let There Be More Light-Pink Floyd

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Far, far, far, far a-way, way

People heard him say, say

I will find a way, way

There will come a day, day

Something will be done

Then at last the mighty ship,

Descending on a point of flame

Made contact with the human race at Mildenhall

Now, now, now

Is the time, time, time

To be be be aware

Carter's father saw it there

And knew the Rhull revealed to him

The living soul of Hereward the wake

Oh, my something in my eye eye

Something in the sky sky

Waiting there for me

The outer lock rolled slowly back

The servicemen were heard to sigh

For there revealed in flowing robes

Was Lucy in the sky

Oh, oh did you ever know, know?

Never ever will they

I'll say

Summoning his cosmic powers

And glowing slightly from his toes

His psychic emanations fly

:whistling:

:peace: and ROF,

Jo

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Well, I was raised in a sophisticated kind of style.

Yeah, my taste in music and women drove my folks half wild.

Mom and Dad had a plan for me,

It was debutantes and symphonies,

But I like my music; I like my women wild.

Yeah, an' I like my women just a little on the trashy side,

When they wear their clothes too tight and their hair is dyed.

Too much lipstick an' too much rouge,

Gets me excited, leaves me feeling confused.

An' I like my women just a little on the trashy side.

Shoulda seen the looks on the faces of my Dad and Mom,

When I showed up at the door with a date for the senior prom.

They said: "Well, pardon us son, she ain't no kid.

"That's a cocktail waitress in a Dolly Parton wig.

I said: "I know it dad, ain't she cool, that's the kind I dig."

Yeah, an' I like my women just a little on the trashy side,

When they wear their clothes too tight and their hair is dyed.

Too much lipstick an' and too much rouge,

Gets me excited, leaves me feeling confused.

An' I like my women just a little on the trashy side.

Instrumental break.

I like 'em sweet, I like 'em with a heart of gold.

Yeah an' I like 'em brassy, I like 'em brazen and bold.

Well, they say that opposites attract, well, I don't agree

I want a woman just as tacky as me.

Yeah, I like my women just a little on the trashy side.

Yeah, an' I like my women just a little on the trashy side,

When they wear their clothes too tight and their hair is dyed.

Too much lipstick an' er too much rouge,

Gets me excited, leaves me feeling confused.

An' I like my women just a little on the trashy side.

Yeah, I like my women an' I like 'em on the trashy side.

Written by Chris Wall

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M. Jagger/K. Richards)

The police in New York City

They chased a boy right through the park

And in a case of mistaken identity

They put a bullet through his heart

Heart breakers with your forty four

I wanna tear your world apart

You heart breaker with your forty four

I wanna tear your world apart

A ten-year old girl on a street corner

Sticking needles in her arm

She died in the dirt of an alleyway

Her mother said she had no chance, no chance!

Heart breaker, heart breaker

She stuck the pins right in her heart

Heart breaker, pain maker

Stole the love right out of your heart

Heart breaker, heart breaker

You stole the love right out of my heart

Heart breaker, heart breaker

I wanna tear your world apart

Doo, doo doo doo doo doo doo, doo doo doo....

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Russian Roulette

Rihanna

Take a breath, take it deep

Calm yourself, he says to me

If you play, you play for keeps

Take a gun, and count to three

I’m sweating now, moving slow

No time to think, my turn to go

[Chorus -- JustJared.com]

And you can see my heart beating

You can see it through my chest

And I’m terrified but I’m not leaving

Know that I must must pass this test

So just pull the trigger

Say a prayer to yourself

He says close your eyes

Sometimes it helps

And then I get a scary thought

That he’s here means he’s never lost

(Chorus)

As my life flashes before my eyes

I’m wondering will I ever see another sunrise?

So many won’t get the chance to say goodbye

But it’s too late too pick up the value of my life

(Chorus)

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Dedicated to Tiger Woods...

Muddy Waters - My Eyes Keep Me in Trouble

My eyes keep me in trouble

I want every woman I see

My eyes keep me in trouble

I want every woman I see

Ahh you pretty women kill me

You're gonna get poor me

Now I want women on my left

Women on my right

Women all day

Women all night

I want to love pretty women

That is a natural fact

Natural fact

I want to love pretty women

Love 'em till their hair turns back

Now when you see me comin'

Raise your window high

Now when you see me comin'

Raise your window high

She's got a bad old man

And I'm too young to die

My eyes keep me in trouble

I want every woman I see

My eyes keep me in trouble

I want every woman I see

Ahh you pretty women kill me

You're gonna get poor me

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just had it in my head

Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers-Mary Jane's Last Dance

She grew up in a Indiana town,

Had a good lookin' mama who never was around.

But she grew up tall and she grew up right

With them Indiana boys on an Indiana night.

Well she moved down here at the age of eighteen,

She blew the boys away; was more than they'd seen.

I was introduced and we both started groovin'

She said, "I dig you, baby, but I got to keep movin' - on.

Keep movin' on."

Chorus

Last dance with Mary Jane, one more time to kill the pain.

I feel summer creepin' in and I'm tired of this town again.

Well I don't know but I've been told, you never slow down,

you never grow old.

I'm tired of screwin' up, tired of goin' down,

Tired of myself, tired of this town,

Oh my, my, oh hell yes - Honey put on that party dress.

Buy me a drink, sing me a song,

Take me as I come . cause I can't stay long.

(Repeat Chorus)

There's pigeons down on Market Square,

She's standing in her underwear.

Lookin' down from a hotel room,

Nightfall will be coming soon.

Oh my, my, oh hell yes, you got to put on that party dress.

It was too cold to cry, when I woke up alone.

I hit my last number, I walked to the road.

(Repeat Chorus)

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I appear brief in a bend of light,

Carving the animal from gelignite.

Oh I take no form, I am a leision in time,

The weight of the world is love.

I'm the devil incarnate and I am loose,

Feel me in your lungs and your trachea sluice.

Oh, I am the music of joy, I am the music of death,

The weight of the world is love.

[Wright]

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(words & music by Doc Pomus and Mort Shuman)

Bright light city gonna set my soul

Gonna set my soul on fire

Got a whole lot of money that's ready to burn,

So get those stakes up higher

There's a thousand pretty women waitin' out there

And they're all livin' devil may care

And I'm just the devil with love to spare

Viva Las Vegas, Viva Las Vegas

How I wish that there were more

Than the twenty-four hours in the day

'Cause even if there were forty more

I wouldn't sleep a minute away

Oh, there's black jack and poker and the roulette wheel

A fortune won and lost on every deal

All you need's a strong heart and a nerve of steel

Viva Las Vegas, Viva Las Vegas

Viva Las Vegas with your neon flashin'

And your one-arm-bandits crashin'

All those hopes down the drain

Viva Las Vegas turnin' day into nighttime

Turnin' night into daytime

If you see it once

You'll never be the same again

I'm gonna keep on the run

I'm gonna have me some fun

If it costs me my very last dime

If I wind up broke well

I'll always remember that I had a swingin' time

I'm gonna give it everything I've got

Lady luck please let the dice stay hot

Let me shoot a seven with every shot

Viva Las Vegas, Viva Las Vegas,Viva Las Vegas

Viva, Viva Las Vegas

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One of my recent favorites:

Ben Harper

Fool for a Lonesome Train

It's late and I can't sleep

I made promises that I can't keep

Cobblestones and broken bones, he has a

Kingdom but he's got no home

Last night is still ringing in my head like

That lonesome whistle in the rain

Lord I'm a fool for a lonesome train

I'm a fool for a lonesome train

The lifetime we left behind with strangers

Promises and lies both have their dangers

I can't be wrong enough and I can't hide for long enough

So far away, but I still feel your pain

I'm a fool for a lonesome train

I'm a fool for a lonesome train

I'd try to say goodbye by I never got your name

I'm a fool for a lonesome train

I'm a fool for a lonesome train

I'm your fool for a lonesome train

I know it sounds crazy but I'm painfully sane

I'm a fool for a lonesome, lonesome train

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I was born in the wagon of a travelin' show

My mama used to dance for the money they'd throw

Papa would do whatever he could

Preach a little gospel

Sell a couple bottles of Doctor Good

CHORUS:

Gypsies, tramps and thieves

We'd hear it from the people of the town

They'd call us gypsies, tramps and thieves

But every night all the men would come around

And lay their money down

Picked up a boy just south of Mobile

Gave him a ride, filled him with a hot meal

I was sixteen, he was twenty-one

Rode with us to Memphis

And papa woulda shot him if he knew what he'd done

Chorus

I never had schoolin' but he taught me well

With his smooth southern style

Three months later, I'm a gal in trouble

And I haven't seen him for a while

I haven't seen him for a while

She was born in the wagon of a travelin' show

Her mama had to dance for the money they'd throw

Grandpa'd do whatever he could

Preach a little gospel

Sell a couple bottles of Doctor Good

As recorded by Cher

Written by Campbell Connelly

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Mitzi Dupree!

Oooo oo oo have another drink!

flying to salt

lake city

seats 3a and b

i was down and needed

a window

but in 3a sat mitzi dupree

she said hi i am mitzi

the queen of the ping pong

where you going boy

i said nowhere

she said i'm movng on

i thought what is this

i cannot resist

here she is

and i've always wanted a girl

with a name

a name like mitzi dupree

she said what do you do

i said i'm a singer in a band

she said ya i'm an entertainer

reached out and took my hand

she was going to a mining town

way up north to do her show

i said it must be cold up there

she said depends on who you know

oh that look in her eye

i can tell you no lies

i'm just a man

she made me feel like a king in my mind

i love you mitzi dupree

i said what is this queen of the ping pong business

she smiled what do you think

it has no connection with china

i said oow have another drink

well i knew right away

that i'd seen her act before

in a room behind a kitchen in bangkok

and three or four times more in singapore

she may not be the first

but i know she ain't the worst

she was mine but i ran out of time

i miss you i love you mitzi dupree

my darling mitzi dupree

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Come they told me, pa rum pum pum pum

A new born King to see, pa rum pum pum pum

Our finest gifts we bring, pa rum pum pum pum

To lay before the King, pa rum pum pum pum,

rum pum pum pum, rum pum pum pum,

So to honor Him, pa rum pum pum pum,

When we come.

Little Baby, pa rum pum pum pum

I am a poor boy too, pa rum pum pum pum

I have no gift to bring, pa rum pum pum pum

That's fit to give the King, pa rum pum pum pum,

rum pum pum pum, rum pum pum pum,

Shall I play for you, pa rum pum pum pum,

On my drum?

Mary nodded, pa rum pum pum pum

The ox and lamb kept time, pa rum pum pum pum

I played my drum for Him, pa rum pum pum pum

I played my best for Him, pa rum pum pum pum,

rum pum pum pum, rum pum pum pum,

Then He smiled at me, pa rum pum pum pum

Me and my drum.

by Katherine K. Davis, Henry Onorati and Harry Simeone

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Where are you Christmas

Why can't I find you

Why have you gone away

Where is the laughter

You used to bring me

Why can't I hear music play

My world is changing

I'm rearranging

Does that mean Christmas changes too

Where are you Christmas

Do you remember

The one you used to know

I'm not the same one

See what the time's done

Is that why you have let me go

Christmas is here

Everywhere, oh

Christmas is here

If you care, oh

If there is love in your heart and your mind

You will feel like Christmas all the time

I feel you Christmas

I know I've found you

You never fade away

The joy of Christmas

Stays here inside us

Fills each and every heart with love

Where are you Christmas

Fill your heart with love

sung by Faith Hill

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