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All Her Love
02:55
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ALL HER LOVE
She gives me all her love
And all I gotta do I call her love
Then I know that by the stars above
She’ll chase the blues out of my day
She gives me all her time
And all I gotta do is call her mine
Then everything will fall in line
And we will find our way
So now tell me why should I worry
’Bout what will be or what has been?
When it’s all right here before me
All I gotta do is let it in –
She gives me all her heart
No need to go searchin’ for the missin’ part
It’s all been there right from the start
Never to part from me
So now tell me why should I worry
’Bout what has been or what will be?
When she stands right here before me
And she’s waitin’ just for me –
She gives me all her time
And all I gotta do is call her mine
Then everything will fall in line
And we will find our way
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Little Bird Flyin'
03:42
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LITTLE BIRD FLYIN’
Little bird flyin’, little bird flyin’
Little bird flies through the sky all alone
She’s lookin’ for a home, she’s lookin’ for a home
She’s lookin’ for a home
Little baby cryin’, little baby cryin’
Little baby cries in the night, wakes his mother and she wonders why
He’s cryin’ in the night, he’s cryin’ in the night again
He’s cryin’ in the night again, yeah
Long train ridin’, long train ridin’
Long train rides through the night, she sits by the window underneath a light
Waitin’ for her call to come, waitin’ for her call to come
Waitin’ for her call to come, yeah
Big lights shinin’, flashlights shinin’
Flashlights shine on the face of the man with a gun in his hand standin’
Up against the wall again, he’s up against the wall again
Up against the wall again, yeah
Little bird flyin’, little bird flyin’
Little bird flies through the sky all alone
He’s lookin’ for a home, he’s lookin’ for a home
He’s lookin’ for a home
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Wildflower
03:00
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WILDFLOWER
The wildflower’s bloomin’ in the forest
The wildflower blooms amongst the weeds
Some sing of the violets and the roses
But wildflower you’re beautiful to me
Up atop of the highest snow-capped mountain
Or deep within the valleys down below
The wildflower won’t be found in the garden
Where all the other flowers grow,
From the seeds which have been sown
By the ones who never see the wildflower
Would you try to pluck her
And hold her in your hand?
The wildflower fades
But then she blooms again
Though through the years the forces have conspired
To tear her from the earth which is her home
Her beauty rages like a deathless fire
And when all the rest have gone,
She will greet the new day’s sun
Which smiles down upon the wildflower
Would you try to pluck her
And hold her in your hand?
The wildflower fades
But then she blooms again
The wildflower’s bloomin’ in the forest
The wildflower blooms amongst the weeds
I’ve seen violets and I’ve seen roses
But wildflower you’re beautiful to me
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ANYTIME (IN THE LAND OF MIDNITE TERRORS)
Anytime we’re under the covers
Anytime we’re talkin’ at night
You’re like a new land I’ve never discovered
You’re like a song I can never get right
Well you got a love as deep as the ocean
If the ocean never had a floor
Though sometimes it might get kinda stormy
I never want to stay that close to the shore
’Cause I’m holdin’ onto you like a Bible
And I’m readin’ you one line at a time
I’m drinkin’ you down to the very last drop
Like the kinda blood that’s so much sweeter than wine
Look out, I’m fallin’ down all around you
But I know that you’ll be there when I land
’Cause anytime I’m above or below you
You always know how to hold on tight with both hands
Sometimes I get that icy bone-chill feelin’
But I never want to stray that far
’Cause anytime there’s smoke on the water
It always gets traced to someplace near where you are
It’s like tryin’ to clean house in a hurricane
With an earthquake blowin’ in from the West
’Bout the only mystery that you got to figure out
Is what’s gonna get uprooted next
Sometimes in the night I hear a creepin’
Then I know that you’ll be comin’ on hot
Nailin’ me down where I start to come loose
And pullin’ me free where I’m not
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5. |
Little Willow
02:58
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LITTLE WILLOW
Little willow on the pillow where you’re lyin
Little willow on the pillow where you sleep
While far above the songs of night are flyin
And far below the midnight shadows creep.
Where the calliope man is in his red suit
And he’s preparing all his horses for the ride
In an hour’s time he’ll pass beside your bedroom
And if you’re leaning out, he’ll let you jump inside.
Through a doorway in the moon someone left open
To the Big Top where the circus never ends.
Where the lion tamer’s whips have all been broken
And monkey man is dancin’ with his friends.
Where the ostriches all laugh with wild wonder
And the clowns and wearing smiles not pretend
As in their ship they take you gently down to slumber
Little willow on your pillow in your bed.
Little willow let me fill your night with dreamin
Little willow with your willow silhouette.
Until the morning sunrise finds them streamin
Down your windowpane just so you don’t forget.
That the calliope man is in his red suit
And he’s preparing all his horses for the ride
In an hour’s time he’ll pass beside your bedroom
And if you’re leaning out he’ll let you jump inside.
Through a doorway in the moon someone left open
To the Big Top where the circus never ends.
Where the lion tamer’s whips have all been broken
And monkey man is dancin’ with his friends.
Where the ostriches all laugh with wild wonder
And the clowns are wearing smiles not pretend
As in their ship they take you gently down to slumber
Little willow on your pillow in your bed.
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Lonely Heart
05:29
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LONELY HEART
There was a man I used to know,
I used to see him on the street
He was the kind of a guy
who never looked surprised
anytime you happened to meet
He just turned like he expected you,
and he accepted you with grace
To me he was like a brother,
but to others he was like a man from outer space
He stood alone at the crossroads
where the traffic came and went
He was either just gettin’ out of jail
or on his way back in
Drinkin’ whiskey from a paper bag,
he’d greet the people there
Some were amazed as they went on their way,
But to most it was like he wasn’t even there
He was a lonely heart, a fallen angel in a world of stone
Without a thing to call his own
He was a falling star, and he tried to fight the battle all alone
He was a long, long way from home
In the rat race of the rush hour
he stood amongst the stream
Of working people running
like an old ship lost at sea
And he’d stop me and he’d talk to me
about the angels that he’d seen
On the shoulders of the businessmen
and in the wheels of the machine
The cops would come and hassle him
for standing there so long
But he’d just smile and close his eyes
like was listening to a song
The merchants they would come with brooms
to chase the man away
He’d run in fear and disappear
but they knew he’d be back again the very next day
He was a lonely heart, a fallen angel in a world of stone
Without a thing to call his own
He was a falling star, and he tried to fight the battle all alone
He was a long, long way from home
I’d ask him questions of his life
but none of them he heard
He’d just reach into his pockets
and he’d start to feed the birds
Except for one time when I asked him
why he lived this way
He just pointed to the rags he wore and said
“One day this all shall pass away”
In the summer’s rain and the winter’s snow
he stood alone there listening
To the bells which rang from the tower
with clock with both hands missing
Little children they would come
and throw tomatoes in his face
And scream with glee, and so would he
With a look in his eyes like he was in some other place
He was a lonely heart, a fallen angel in a world of stone
Without a thing to call his own
He was a falling star, and he tried to fight the battle all alone
He was a long, long way from home Me, I had a steady job in a shoelace factory
Each year I took a vacation, went up north where the air was clean
Till one time I was comin’ back,
I noticed that the streets had changed
I looked around, but he was gone,
and the spot where he once stood had been re-paved
I later heard a truck had come and taken him away
To cure him of the illness that made him act so strange
They said that he was crazy, they said he was an outlaw
But to me he was the closest thing to bein’ true I think I ever saw
He was a lonely heart, a fallen angel in a world of stone
Without a thing to call his own
He was a falling star and he tried to fight the battle all alone
He was a long, long way from home
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Hometown
04:16
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HOMETOWN
Far back in the memory of your evergreen past
There’s a sleepy little village by the railroad tracks
Each night the whistle blows as the train passes through
But it’ll stop there if you ask it to
You step off onto the platform, take a look around
There’s a gas pump, a bank, and an old fairground
Down in my hometown
There’s a barbershop, a hockey rink, a fire hall station
A playground and a church of both denominations
You can shoot your .22 down Main Street any night
And never hit a soul because there ain’t no-one in sight
Down in my hometown
That big house on the corner is the home of Mrs. Jones
Ever since her son went away she lives there all alone
She sits upon her porch and she watches people pass
Mrs. Jones and her memories and twenty-seven cats
You plant in the spring and you can harvest in the autumn
You can make it through the winter of the rain keeps fallin’
You can take your whole family to the country fair
You can show your cows and pigs, you can meet your friends there
Down in my hometown
“Did ya see that Mr. Haskett got himself a new car?”
“Yes, I saw it in his yard”
“Had to come pretty dear, so I hear”
“He must’ve had a very good year”
Sunday morning after church down the street the families wander
Neighbours lean upon their fences and talk to one another
“Hello, Mrs. Smith, how’s your husband been?”
“He’s been doing very well – thanks for asking, Mrs. Green”
Wintertime and everything is boarded up tight
As the wind cuts like a knife through the black cathedral night
Nothin’ but the silence of the snow fallin’ down
And a little red mitten left layin’ on the ground
Down in my hometown
Friday night the 4-H club has got a dance on
There’s a couple fellas with a bottle in a field behind a barn
Country western music and a square dancin’ crowd
But from the town cemetery you never hear a sound
Down in my hometown
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8. |
Blessing in Disguise
03:24
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BLESSINGS IN DISGUISE
The night came down like a deck of cards
As she was lockin’ up the store
She headed home, feelin’ most unknown
Just like so many times before
She didn’t expect much and she never did get much
Oh, you could see it in her eyes
But was this solitude just a passing mood
Or a blessing in disguise?
She’d been loved by many, she’d loved a few
And many times she’d been deceived
When the cold dawn broke, though not a word was spoken
Still, she knew she had to leave
It wasn’t that she didn’t hunger for a lover
But she wanted true love,
And she wouldn’t compromise
Although sometimes she’d pray
These blues would fade away
Into a blessing in disguise
Everybody said that she was crazy,
Wasn’t she afraid of
Growin’ old alone?
She loved her freedom, but
Didn’t she know it was dangerous
In this world for a woman on her own?
Tea kettle whistle blew, as she took her cup over to
A table set for one
And leanin’ on the windowsill, she looked out to the hill
Turned red by the setting sun
At times like this she didn’t miss the kiss or the promises
Of anyone, and she realized
That all the pain she felt might fade away and melt
Into a blessing in disguise
Everybody said that she was crazy,
And wasn’t she afraid of
Growin’ old alone?
She loved her freedom, but
Didn’t she know it was dangerous
In this world for a woman on her own?
And though they knew a lot
She knew something they did not
As she counted her blessings in disguise
She spent her nights
Counting blessings in disguise
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THAT’S WHY I MADE MY VOW TO YOU
Darling, I won’t let you down
Although this world may come and turn my head around
You’re the brightest joy I’ve ever found
That’s why I made my vow to you
Sweetheart, this love won’t rest
Though outside pressures may grow stronger, I confess
One thing you’ll never be to me is second best
That’s why I made my vow to you
And you know that I wouldn’t be honest
You know that it wouldn’t be right
If I could not make good on this promise
Or at least try with all my might
Baby, you know that it’s true
The only game in this town for me is you
In spite of whatever troubles might ensue
That’s why I made my vow to you
And you know that I wouldn’t be honest
And you know that it wouldn’t be right
If I could not make good on this promise
Or at least try with all my might
Darling, I won’t let you down
The days roll by, seasons spin around
But you’re the brightest joy I’ve ever found
That’s why I made my vow to you
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10. |
Contaminated Love
04:40
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CONTAMINATED LOVE
Once thought love was a safe and sure thing,
Clean and pure thing, but I found out
That no love lives that hasn’t been troubled,
That hasn’t had to struggle
Through a firestorm of doubt
To an operating table, for last minute surgery
There is no human heart that hasn’t been bent into
A pleasant deformity
It all starts out with the first desire
You’re dragged through the mire and left for dead
You lie there so disgraced till one fine morning
You find yourself reborn with a crown on your head
Oh, the river of love flows sweetly
But there’s a sewer pipe upstream
So help yourself to a heaping helping of my contaminated love.
It’s all been written down by the wisemen and the sages
In the sacred scattered pages
Of pink and purple prose.
It comes in jerks and it comes in flashes
But when your last chance passes,
That’s where true love grows
In the most unlikely places, it may take you by surprise
When the most deserted, barren wasteland
Becomes another Graceland before your eyes.
Tell me what does it mean?
Tell me what makes it stay?
Mostly love won’t be seen
Till everything else gets torn away
It’s a long highway of descriptions and disguises
Equipment and devices, detours and false starts
And it never really ends till you’re stretched out on the pavement,
Stripped so naked you don’t know who you are.
That’s when it starts to move you
Into some other place
Far from the road paved with all your best intentions,
Through the infinite dimensions of a human face.
You run out with your arms wide open
Then you fall down a manhole
Some say every heart must be broken
Before they ever can be whole.
It’s not locked in the refuge of the most devoted brethren
Or in some old decrepit reverend’s virgin kiss
It’s out on the streets where it’s battered and it’s beaten,
Rained, snowed, and sleeted on, yet still persists.
It’s not that it’s diluted,
It just gets polluted some.
It’s that little speck of extra dirt
That never did hurt a pearl,
It’s our contaminated love.
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HAS ANYBODY HERE SEEN JANE?
Has anybody here seen Jane?
Has anybody here seen Jane?
Never took much notice of her
But now she’s gone we’re thinkin’ of her
Has anybody here seen Jane?
Seems like it was only just last week
She was pickin’ flowers by the creek
As she sat upon the shore
But now she’s not there anymore
Has anybody here seen Jane?
Standin’ by the churchyard in the sun
With a smile for everyone
And though she never made a sound
She was so nice to have around
Has anybody here seen Jane?
She had a brightness in her face
And something else no-one could trace
Just a girl of seventeen
Now that’s all she’ll ever be
Has anybody here seen Jane?
Has anybody here seen Jane?
Has anybody here seen Jane?
Never took much notice of her
But now she’s gone we’re thinkin’ of her
Has anybody here seen Jane?
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If I Didn't Have You
02:44
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IF I DIDN’T HAVE YOU
When the day is slow and the night is long
I have a dream, I have a song
And these would almost see me through
But I wouldn’t have nothin’ if I didn’t have you
When I’m alone I have my mind
To take me someplace outside of time
And I could live there, it would almost do
But I wouldn’t have nothin’ if I didn’t have you
If you take a look at all the things I’ve got
From a distance it might seem like quite a lot
But it really don’t amount to very much
Without the addition of your love
When the sky is black I have the stars
When the rain is fallin’, rainbows of course
Got a good umbrella and a raincoat too
But I wouldn’t have nothin’ if I didn’t have you
If all these things were taken from me now
With your love I’d make it through somehow
But if I had all of this and so much more
And lost your love I’d have no clue
As to what it all was for
When my TV’s broken I have a radio
Or I can have a look out my window
I’ll always have myself I can talk to
But I wouldn’t have nothin’ if I didn’t have you
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ALL ROADS (LEAD TO HAPPINESS IN THEIR WAY)
I woke up this morning
And found my house had burned to the ground
There was nothin’ left there of it but a smoking heap
The neighbours all came by and they asked me how it started
I said “How would I know?
It was already going when I went to sleep”
All roads, all roads lead to happiness in their way
Anybody that you meet could be your savior
All roads, all roads lead to happiness in their way
Just take a step, and where you stand that’s where your road begins
So I walked on down the road
And I left it all behind
I was thinkin’ that maybe with the circus I would run away
I got a job as a human cannonball and I was feelin’ most content
But I got discharged the very next day
All roads, all roads lead to happiness in their way
Anybody that you meet could be your savior
All roads, all roads lead to happiness in their way
Just take a step, and where you stand that’s where the road begins So I thought I’d go to the doctor
And get myself checked up
I was feelin’ kinda tired and I had a bad cough
I said “Doctor, no matter what I do, I still can’t get to sleep at night.”
He said “That’s easy son, just lay down on the very edge of the bed,
You’ll soon drop off!”
All roads, all roads lead to happiness in their way
Anybody that you meet could be the savior
All roads, all roads lead to happiness in their way
Just take a step, and where you stand that’s where the road begins
So I married my one true love
And we set off on a honeymoon
Went way down to the sunny shores of Spain
The man at the hotel
He asked us if we had a reservation
I said “Well, maybe one or two, but you know we really can’t complain.”
All roads, all roads lead to happiness in their way
Anybody that you meet could be your savior
All roads, all roads lead to happiness in their way
Just take a step, and where you stand that’s where the road begins
So I died and went to Heaven
And seen St. Peter at the pearly gates
He said “What took you so long, man?” I said “You know, I got detained –
I found my wife holdin’ hands with another man.”
“You bitter?” St. Peter asked
“Darn right, and I bit him too,” I explained
All roads, all roads lead to happiness in their way
Anybody that you meet could be your savior
All roads, all roads lead to happiness in their way
Just take a step and where you stand that’s where the road begins
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14. |
Bonus Track
09:04
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BONUS TRACK
Well I wake up every morning and I got to scratch my head
What direction should I turn to, on what side of my bed?
On one side is the world and on the other side’s the wall
The wall could use some painting – the world, an overhaul
Lookin’ out my window, I see the people walkin’ ’round
They all got someplace to go, they don’t have time to stick around
Because they’re runnin’ in a race, to hesitate they do not dare
The finish line is in the graveyard and they can’t wait to make it there
I’m feelin’ like a square peg shoved into a round hole
They’re pushin’ me out upon the stage but no-one’s written me a role
It don’t have to be Shakespeare, Harold Robbins would be fine
If I could just know how to move, or make it to the next line
Mr. Genghis Khan the Second believes in absolute control
Prayin’ to his tiny god perched up atop of his console
My apathy disgusts him – don’t I know there’s money to be made?
Forests to be turned into deserts, people to be enslaved
But you know that I love you, you know that I do
The way you sewed me back together with your magic thread and glue
All except for that one part where you left me so exposed behind
But we don’t have to talk about that, it just reminds me to be kind
I’m not the kind to give up, you know that it’s a fact
If they throw me out the front door I’ll come crawlin’ in the back
If they throw me out the back door, I ain’t gonna hang around
I’ll just come back with gasoline and burn the motherfucker down
People say to me “Get real” and I say to them “What for?”
After that there doesn’t seem to be much to talk about anymore
Reality and me, we haven’t been on speaking terms
Since I stumbled out through the gates of Paradise into this cafeteria for worms
Now there’s shooting in the schoolyards, families bein’ torn apart
You’d almost think the world had been designed without our interests at heart
Still I salute the resolutions of the governing elect
Their eyedroppers of compassion, their steam shovels of neglect
I feel like cuttin’ out of here, I’m tired of all these crazy games
They keep recycling the plot, all that changes is the names
I lay hungover in this bed, so alone and full of trepidation
Like the morning after the apocalypse, or the first day of an occupation
But if I go I’ll take ya with me, of that there is no doubt
Whenever I’m invisible you can always make me out
I’ll keep on comin’ back for seconds as long as you’re with me in line
Till we defy the laws of gravity, till we forget how to tell time
So honey if you need me, I’ll be out here swingin’ from this noose
With all these stories without endings, all these tools that have no use
All these questions without answers, all these locked doors without keys
Except for the ones we build ourselves from what’s washed up upon the beach
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