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Since the amazing "Hallelujah" has already been posted, here are a couple more from Leonard Cohen's Ten New Songs, You Have Loved Enough, and A Thousand Kisses Deep, which has got to be the best song title ever. But first, just because, a little poem which isn't a song but claims to be:

The Sweetest Little Song

You go your way

I'll go your way too

You Have Loved Enough

I said I'd be your lover.

You laughed at what I said.

I lost my job forever.

I was counted with the dead.

I swept the marble chambers,

But you sent me down below.

You kept me from believing

Until you let me know:

That I am not the one who loves -

It's love that seizes me.

When hatred with his package comes,

You forbid delivery.

And when the hunger for your touch

Rises from the hunger,

You whisper, "You have loved enough,

Now let me be the Lover."

I swept the marble chambers,

But you sent me down below.

You kept me from believing

Until you let me know:

That I am not the one who loves -

It's love that chooses me.

When hatred with his package comes,

You forbid delivery.

And when the hunger for your touch

Rises from the hunger . . .

A Thousand Kisses Deep

The ponies run, the girls are young,

The odds are there to beat.

You win a while, and then it's done -

Your little winning streak.

And summoned now to deal

With your invincible defeat,

You live your life as if it's real,

A Thousand Kisses Deep.

I'm turning tricks, I'm getting fixed,

I'm back on Boogie Street.

You lose your grip, and then you slip

Into the Masterpiece.

And maybe I had miles to drive,

And promises to keep:

You ditch it all to stay alive,

A Thousand Kisses Deep.

And sometimes when the night is slow,

The wretched and the meek,

We gather up our hearts and go,

A Thousand Kisses Deep.

Confined to sex, we pressed against

The limits of the sea:

I saw there were no oceans left

For scavengers like me.

I made it to the forward deck.

I blessed our remnant fleet -

And then consented to be wrecked,

A Thousand Kisses Deep.

I'm turning tricks, I'm getting fixed,

I'm back on Boogie Street.

I guess they won't exchange the gifts

That you were meant to keep.

And quiet is the thought of you,

The file on you complete,

Except what we forgot to do,

A Thousand Kisses Deep.

And sometimes when the night is slow,

The wretched and the meek,

We gather up our hearts and go,

A Thousand Kisses Deep.

The ponies run, the girls are young,

The odds are there to beat . . .

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I’m The Slime ~ Zappa

I am gross and perverted

I'm obsessed n deranged

I have existed for years

But very little had changed

I am the tool of the government

And industry too

For I am destined to rule

And regulate you

I may be vile and pernicious

But you cant look away

I make you think Im delicious

With the stuff that I say

I am the best you can get

Have you guessed me yet?

I am the slime oozin out

From your tv set

You will obey me while I lead you

And eat the garbage that I feed you

Until the day that we dont need you

Dont got for help...no one will heed you

Your mind is totally controlled

It has been stuffed into my mold

And you will do as you are told

Until the rights to you are sold

Thats right, folks..

Dont touch that dial

Well, I am the slime from your video

Oozin along on your livinroom floor

I am the slime from your video

Cant stop the slime, people, lookit me go

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Soundchaser - Yes

Faster moment spent spread tales of change within the sound,

Counting form through rhythm electric freedom

Moves to counterbalance stars expound our conscience

All to know and see the look in your eyes.

Passing time will reach as nature relays to set the scene,

New encounters spark a true fruition,

Guiding lines we touch them, our bodies balance out the waves

As we accelerate our days to the look in your eyes.

From the moment I reached out to hold, I felt a sound,

And what touches our soul slowly moves as touch rebounds.

And to know that tempo will continue

Lost in trance of dances as rhythm takes another turn,

As is my want, I only reach to look in your eyes.

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Take a Look at the Guy

Who's standin' in front of you

Take a look at the guy

Who once lived here with you

Does he look like the same guy

Same guy, same guy

Who's lookin' straight back at you

Take a look at the guy

Once lost in fields

Remember the time

He traveled the sky

It wasn't too long ago

He ran away from home

And he ran away from you

Take a look

Take a look at the guy

Hangin' flesh on the bone

Who used to play

Silly games for you to be amused

Does he look like the same face

The same eyes, the same guy

Who's starin' straight back at you

Take a look at the guy

Who's standin' in front of you

Take a look at the guy

Who once lived here with you

Does he look like the same guy

Same guy, same guy

Who used to sing songs for you

-Rod Stewart

written by Izzy Stradlin

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Sometimes the snow comes down in June

Sometimes the sun goes 'round the moon

I see the passion in your eyes

Sometimes it's all a big surprise

Cause there was a time when all I did was wish,

You'd tell me this was love

It's not the way I hoped or how I planned

But somehow it's enough

And now we're standing face to face

Isn't this world a crazy place?

Just when I thought a chance had passed

You go and save the best for last

All of the nights you came to me

When some silly girl had set you free

You wondered how you'd make it through

I wondered what was wrong with you

Cause how could you give your love to someone else

And share your dreams with me

Sometimes of everything you're looking for

It's the one thing you can't see

But now we're standing face to face

Isn't this world a crazy place?

Just when I thought a chance had passed

You go and save the best for last

Sometimes of everything you're looking for

It's the one thing you can't see

(instrumental)

Sometimes the snow comes down in June

Sometimes the sun goes 'round the moon

Just when I thought a chance had passed

You go and save the best for last

You went and saved the best for last

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"In The Evening"

In the evening, When the day is done

I'm looking for a woman, but the girl don't come

So don't let her, Play you for a fool

She don't show no pity baby, she don't make no rules

[Chorus:] Oh, oh, I need your love, I need your love

Oh, I need your love, I just got to have

So don't you let her, Oh, get under your skin

It's only bad luck and trouble, From the day that you begin

I hear you crying in the darkness, Don't ask nobody's help

Ain't no pockets full of mercy baby, Cause you can only blame yourself

[Chorus]

Oh it's simple, All the pain that you go through

You can turn away from fortune, fortune, Cause that's all that's left to you

It's lonely at the bottom, Man, it's dizzy at the top

But if you're standing in the middle, Ain't no way you're gonna stop

[Chorus]

Oh whatever that your days may bring

No use hiding in a corner, Cause that won't change a thing

If you're dancing in the doldrums, One day soon, it's got to stop, it's got to stop

When you're the master of the off-chance, When you don't expect a lot

[Chorus]

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Don't know much about history,

don't know much biology.

Don't know much about a science book,

don't know much about the french I took.

But I do know that I love you,

and I know that if you love me, too,

what a wonderful world this would be.

Don't know much about geography,

don't know much trigonometry.

Don't know much about algebra,

don't know what s slide rule is for.

But I know that one and one is two,

and if this one could be with you,

what a wonderful world this would be.

I don't claim to be an 'A' student,

but I'm tryin' to be.

For maybe by being an 'A'-student, baby,

I can win your love for me.

Don't know much about history,

don't know much biology.

Don't know much about a science book,

don't know much about the french I took.

But I do know that I love you,

and I know that if you love me, too,

what a wonderful world this would be.

History

Biology

Science book

French I took.

But I do know that I love you,

and I know that if you love me, too,

what a wonderful world this would be.

Food Fight!!!!!! B)

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One of my favorites from "Out in LA"

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Dedicated to an old friend. :)

F.U.

Fuck You

Fuck your whole family

and your beverages

Fuck You

Fuck your little sister

and your little brother

Fuck You

Fuck all your friends and everyone

Fuck You

Fuck your little puppy

and your puppy dog

Fuck You....

It's a must listen.

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Children Of Bodom-You're Better Off Dead!

War-eyes!

Hey what's the matter with you?

Whatcha trying to do?

We're wrecking the place...And i don't get it

Did I ever hurt you in any way?

If I did then hear my apology ..fuck you!

If I did anything to batter you down

...all the way to six feet under!

And why in earth should I stop

Until I see your fucking ass drop

Mind your own business and leave mine alone

To take a look at the real world for a sec

It's a hell for heroes and heaven for fools,

What makes you the luckiest bastard on the earth

In the prejudiced mind you narrow yourself in,

I'm the servant while you're the king

Ohhhhhohh,

Til' tomorrow is the better day to be

Ooohhohohoh,

You're better off dead than fucking with me!

Ohooohhoooh

What if there ain't no tomorrow?

Ohooohoho

Let me tell ya, there wasn't one today!

(solo)

Hey, if you like me so dare

so, that i know why it's gone.

and the only to be

and it's raining flesh And blood.

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(Aaah)

(A-haa)

(Aaah)

(A-haaa)

You've got a cute way of talkin'

You've got the better of me

Just snap your fingers and I'm walkin'

Like a dog hangin' on your lead

I'm in a spin, you know

Shakin' on a string, you know

You make me feel like dancing

I wanna dance the night away

You make me feel like dancing

I'm gonna dance the night away

You make me feel like dancing

I feel like dancing

(Oooh)

Dancin'

(Oooh)

Dance the night away

I feel like dancin'

(Oooh)

Dancin'

Aaah

Quarter to four in the morning

Ain't feeling tired, oh no no no no

Just hold me tight and leave on the light

'Cause I don't wanna go home

You put a spell on me

Right where you want me to be

You make me feel like dancing

I wanna dance the night away

You make me feel like dancing

I'm gonna dance the night away

You make me feel like dancing

I feel like dancing

(Oooh)

Dancin'

(Oooh)

Dance the night away

I feel like dancing

(Oooh)

Dancin'

(Oooh)

Dance the night away

I feel like dancing

(Oooh)

Dancin'

(Oooh)

Dance the night away

I feel like dancin'

(oooh)

Dancin'

Aaaah

(Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo)

(Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo)

Woo-ooo

(Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo)

(Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo)

Ah-hah

(Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo)

(Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo)

And if you let me stay

We'll dance our lives away

You make me feel like dancing

I wanna dance my life away

You make me feel like dancing

I'm gonna dance my life away

You make me feel like dancing . . .

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Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,

I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to.

Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,

In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you.

Though I know that evenin's empire has returned into sand,

Vanished from my hand,

Left me blindly here to stand but still not sleeping.

My weariness amazes me, I'm branded on my feet,

I have no one to meet

And the ancient empty street's too dead for dreaming.

Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,

I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to.

Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,

In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you.

Take me on a trip upon your magic swirlin' ship,

My senses have been stripped, my hands can't feel to grip,

My toes too numb to step, wait only for my boot heels

To be wanderin'.

I'm ready to go anywhere, I'm ready for to fade

Into my own parade, cast your dancing spell my way,

I promise to go under it.

Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,

I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to.

Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,

In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you.

Though you might hear laughin', spinnin', swingin' madly across the sun,

It's not aimed at anyone, it's just escapin' on the run

And but for the sky there are no fences facin'.

And if you hear vague traces of skippin' reels of rhyme

To your tambourine in time, it's just a ragged clown behind,

I wouldn't pay it any mind, it's just a shadow you're

Seein' that he's chasing.

Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,

I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to.

Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,

In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you.

Then take me disappearin' through the smoke rings of my mind,

Down the foggy ruins of time, far past the frozen leaves,

The haunted, frightened trees, out to the windy beach,

Far from the twisted reach of crazy sorrow.

Yes, to dance beneath the diamond sky with one hand waving free,

Silhouetted by the sea, circled by the circus sands,

With all memory and fate driven deep beneath the waves,

Let me forget about today until tomorrow.

Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,

I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to.

Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,

In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you.

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Stupid Girl

(M. Jagger/K. Richards)

I'm not talking about the kind of clothes she wears

Look at that stupid girl

I'm not talking about the way she combs her hair

Look at that stupid girl

The way she powders her nose

Her vanity shows and it shows

She's the worst thing in this world

Well, look at that stupid girl

I'm not talking about the way she digs for gold

Look at that stupid girl

Well, I'm talking about the way she grabs and holds

Look at that stupid girl

The way she talks about someone else

That she don't even know herself

She's the sickest thing in this world

Well, look at that stupid girl

Well, I'm sick and tired

And I really have my doubts

I've tried and tried

But it never really works out

Like a lady in waiting to a virgin queen

Look at that stupid girl

She bitches 'bout things that she's never seen

Look at that stupid girl

It doesn't matter if she dyes her hair

Or the color of the shoes she wears

She's the worst thing in this world

Well, look at that stupid girl

Shut-up, shut-up, shut-up, shut-up, shut-up

Shut-up, shut-up, shut-up, shut-up, shut-up

Shut-up, shut-up, shut-up

Like a lady in waiting to a virgin queen

Look at that stupid girl

She bitches 'bout things that she's never seen

Look at that stupid girl

She purrs like a pussycat

Then she turns 'round and hisses back

She's the sickest thing in this world

Look at that stupid girl

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Poor Tom, by our Zeppelin Boys.

:hurrah:

Here's a tale of Tom

Who worked the railroads long

His wife would cook his meal

As he would change the wheel

Poor Tom, Seventh Son, Always knew what's goin on

Ain't a thing that you can hide from Tom

There ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom

Worked for thirty years

Sharing hopes and fears

Dreamin' of the day

He could turn and say

Poor Tom, work's done, been lazin' out in the noonday sun

Ain't a thing that you can hide from Tom

His wife was Annie Mae

With any man a game she'd play

When Tom was out of town

She couldn't keep her dress down

Poor Tom, Seventh Son, always knew what's goin on

Ain't a thing that you can hide from Tom

And so it was one day

People got to Annie Mae (?)

Tom stood, a gun in his hand

And stopped her runnin' around

Poor Tom, Seventh Son, gotta die for what you've done

All those years of work are thrown away

To ease your mind is that all you can say?

But what about that grandson on your knee?

Them railroad songs, Tom would sing to me

Ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom

Keep-a Truckin'

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Tangerine

Measuring a summer's day, I only finds it slips away to grey,

The hours, they bring me pain.

Tangerine, Tangerine, Living reflection from a dream;

I was her love, she was my queen, And now a thousand years between.

Thinking how it used to be, Does she still remember times like these?

To think of us again? And I do.

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^ Nice song...

From The Edge Of The Deep Green Sea

smith/gallup/thompson/williams/bamonte

Every time we do this

I fall for her

Wave after wave after wave

It's all for her

I know this can't be wrong i say

(and i'll lie to keep her happy)

As long as i know that you know

That today i belong

Right here with you

Right here with you...

And so we watch the sun come up

From the edge of the deep green sea

And she listens like her head's on fire

Like she wants to believe in me

So i try

Put your hands in the sky

Surrender

Remember

We'll be here forever

And we'll never say goodbye...

I've never been so

Colourfully-see-through-head before

I've never been so

Wonderfully-me-you-want-some-more

And all i want is to keep it like this

You and me alone

A secret kiss

And don't go home

Don't go away

Don't let this end

Please stay

Not just for today

Never never never never never let me go she says

Hold me like this for a hundred thousand million days

But suddenly she slows

And looks down at my breaking face

Why do you cry? what did i say?

But it's just rain i smile

Brushing my tears away...

I wish i could just stop

I know another moment will break my heart

Too many tears

Too many times

Too many years i've cried over you

How much more can we use it up?

Drink it dry?

Take this drug?

Looking for something forever gone

But something

We will always want?

Why why why are you letting me go? she says

I feel you pulling back

I feel you changing shape...

And just as i'm breaking free

She hangs herself in front of me

Slips her dress like a flag to the floor

And hands in the sky

Surrenders it all...

I wish i could just stop

I know another moment will break my heart

Too many tears

Too many times

Too many years i've cried for you

It's always the same

Wake up in the rain

Head in pain

Hung in shame

A different name

Same old game

Love in vain

And miles and miles and miles and miles and miles

Away from home again...

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L.A. Woman - The Doors

Well, I just got into town about an hour ago

Took a look around, see which way the wind blow

Where the little girls in their Hollywood bungalows

Are you a lucky little lady in the city of light

Or just another lost angel...city of night

City of night, city of night, city of night, woo, cmon

L.A. woman, L.A. woman

L.A. woman sunday afternoon

L.A. woman sunday afternoon

L.A. woman sunday afternoon

Drive through your suburbs

Into your blues, into your blues, yeah

Into your blue-blue blues

Into your blues, ohh, yeah

I see your hair is burnin

Hills are filled with fire

If they say I never loved you

You know they are a liar

Drivin down your freeways

Midnight alleys roam

Cops in cars, the topless bars

Never saw a woman...

So alone, so alone

So alone, so alone

Motel money murder madness

Lets change the mood from glad to sadness

Mr. mojo risin, mr. mojo risin

Mr. mojo risin, mr. mojo risin

Got to keep on risin

Mr. mojo risin, mr. mojo risin

Mojo risin, gotta mojo risin

Mr. mojo risin, gotta keep on risin

Risin, risin

Gone risin, risin

I'm gone risin, risin

I gotta risin, risin

Well, risin, risin

I gotta, wooo, yeah, risin

Woah, ohh yeah

Well, I just got into town about an hour ago

Took a look around, see which way the wind blow

Where the little girls in their Hollywood bungalows

Are you a lucky little lady in the city of light

Or just another lost angel...city of night

City of night, city of night, city of night, woah, cmon

L.A. woman, L.A. woman, L.A. woman, you're my woman

Little L.A. woman, little L.A. woman

L.A. L.A. woman woman, L.A. woman cmon

-The Doors

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SWAY

(M. Jagger/K. Richards)

Did you ever wake up to find

A day that broke up your mind

Destroyed your notion of circular time

It's just that demon life has got you in its sway

It's just that demon life has got you in its sway

Ain't flinging tears out on the dusty ground

For all my friends out on the burial ground

Can't stand the feeling getting so brought down

It's just that demon life has got me in its sway

It's just that demon life has got me in its sway

There must be ways to find out

Love is the way they say is really strutting out

Hey, hey, hey now

One day I woke up to find

Right in the bed next to mine

Someone that broke me up with a corner of her smile, yeah

It's just that demon life has got me in its sway

It's just that demon life has got me in its sway

It's just that demon life has got me in its sway

It's just that demon life has got me...

It's just that demon life has got me...

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Rose

Sky

Northward

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Chuaig mé 'na Rosann (Rose) ar cuairt

Gur bhreathnaigh me uaim an speir (sky)

Is thart fá na holeain ó thuaidh (northward)

Mar eiht agus cu 'na diaidh

Se dearfadh gach duine fan chuan

O tharla mé nuas fán cheidh

"Nach maith a aithnim ar do ghruaim

Gur fear thú 'bhfuil an toir 'na dhiaidh"

Casadh dom an ainnir dheas óg

Ach má casadh 'si a labhair go géar

"Más fear thú a bhaineas do mhnaio óig

Cha mholaim ró-mhór do thrade

Chonaic mé fear ar thir mór

Is e ag siul gan bhróg inné

Is dóigh liom gur thusa an fear óg

Is go bhfuil ort an tóir 'do dhaigh"

Thit muid a dtuirse is i mbrón

Is d'fhiafraigh mé den óigbhean chaoin

"Cá bhfuigheas muid gloine le h-ól

A thógfadh an brón dar gcroi?"

"Ta teach beag ar leath-taobh an ród

Is coinnionn sé i gcónaí braon

Gabh thusa, agus buail at an mbord

Is ní dhíolfaidh do phócaí a'n phingin"

Cha rabh mise i bhfad ag gabháil cheoil

Gur chruinnigh go leor 'un toigh (ú)

Achan fhear is a ghloine ina dhom

Le comhmóradh a thabhairt don dis

Bhi biotáilte fairsing go leor

Cha rabh beagán á ól sa tir

Is dá dtarraingeoinnse gálun Uí Dhomhnaill

B'fhurst' mo scor a dhrol

Tharla mé isteach i dtoigh-an-óil

Agus b'fhaiteach go lear mé le suí

Ar eagla go dtiochfadh an tóir

Is go mbainfi an óighean diom

Nuair a fuair muid gach ni mar ba chóir

Agus mheas me gur chóir dom sui

Sé duirt si "Bi thusa ag gabháil cheoil

Is ní dhíolfaidh do phócaí a'n phingin"

Nuair a lig muid dúinn tuirse le brón

Sé d'fhiafraigh an óigbhean diom

"Cá mbionn tú 'do chónaí sa lá

Nuair nach gcoinnionn tú cró doit féin?"

"Bimse seal 'dtoigh-an-óil

Cha deanaimse lón den phingin

An méid ud a shaothraim sa lá

A chaitheamh le spórt san oiche"

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That's life, that's what all the people say.

You're riding high in April,

Shot down in May

But I know I'm gonna change that tune,

When I'm back on top, back on top in June.

I said that's life, and as funny as it may seem

Some people get their kicks,

Stompin' on a dream

But I don't let it, let it get me down,

'Cause this fine ol' world it keeps spinning around

I've been a puppet, a pauper, a pirate,

A poet, a pawn and a king.

I've been up and down and over and out

And I know one thing:

Each time I find myself, flat on my face,

I pick myself up and get back in the race.

That's life

I tell ya, I can't deny it,

I thought of quitting baby,

But my heart just ain't gonna buy it.

And if I didn't think it was worth one single try,

I'd jump right on a big bird and then I'd fly

I've been a puppet, a pauper, a pirate,

A poet, a pawn and a king.

I've been up and down and over and out

And I know one thing:

Each time I find myself laying flat on my face,

I just pick myself up and get back in the race

That's life

That's life and I can't deny it

Many times I thought of cutting out

But my heart won't buy it

But if there's nothing shakin' come this here july

I'm gonna roll myself up in a big ball and die

My, My

Frank Sinatra

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"Sweet Baby James", James Taylor

There is a young cowboy he lives on the range

His horse and his cattle are his only companions

He works in the saddle and he sleeps in the canyons

Waiting for summer, his pastures to change

And as the moon rises he sits by his fire

Thinking about women and glasses of beer

And closing his eyes as the doggies retire

He sings out a song which is soft but its clear

As if maybe someone could hear

(chorus)

Goodnight you moonlight ladies

Rockabye sweet baby james

Deep greens and blues are the colors I choose

Wont you let me go down in my dreams

And rockabye sweet baby james

Now the first of december was covered with snow

And so was the turnpike from stockbridge to boston

Lord, the berkshires seemed dream-like on account of that frosting

With ten miles behind me and ten thousand more to go

Theres a song that they sing when they take to the highway

A song that they sing when they take to the sea

A song that they sing of their home in the sky

Maybe you can believe it if it helps you to sleep

But singing works just fine for me

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I looked out this morning and the sun was gone

Turned on some music to start my day

I lost myself in a familiar song

I closed my eyes and I slipped away

It's more than a feeling, when I hear that old song they used to play (more than a feeling)

I begin dreaming (more than a feeling)

'till I see Marianne walk away

I see my Marianne walkin' away

So many people have come and gone

Their faces fade as the years go by

Yet I still recall as I wander on

as clear as the sun in the summer sky

It's more than a feeling, when I hear that old song they used to play (more than a feeling)

I begin dreaming (more than a feeling)

'till I see Marianne walk away

I see my Marianne walkin' away

When I'm tired and thinking cold

I hide in my music, forget the day

and dream of a girl I used to know

I closed my eyes and she slipped away

She slipped awa y. She slipped away.

It's more than a feeling, when I hear that old song they used to play (more than a feeling)

I begin dreaming (more than a feeling)

'till I see Marianne walk away

I see my Marianne walkin' away

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