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"Saturday Night In Toledo, Ohio"

"Saturday Night In Toledo, Ohio"


Saturday night in Toledo, Ohio is like being nowhere at all.
All through the day how the hours rush by, you sit in the park and you watch the grass die.

Ah, but after the sunset, the dusk and the twilight, when shadows of night start to fall.
They roll back the sidewalk precisely at ten and people who live there are not seen again.

Just two lonely truckers from Great Falls, Montana and a salesman from places unknown
all huddled together in downtown, Toledo to spend their big night all alone.

You ask how I know of Toledo, Ohio? Well I spent a week there one day.
They've got entertainment to dazzle your eyes: go visit the bakery and watch the buns rise.

Ah, but let's not forget that the folks of Toledo unselfishly gave us the scale.
No springs, honest weight, that's the promise they made,
so smile and be thankful next time you get weighed.

And "wive and wet wive", let this be our motto, let's let the sleeping dogs lie.
And here's to the dogs of Toledo, Ohio, ladies, we bid you goodbye.
 
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"Season Suite: Summer, Fall, Winter, Late Winter, Early Spring, Spring"

"Season Suite: Summer, Fall, Winter, Late Winter, Early Spring, Spring"


[Summer]

Silently the morning mist is lying on the water, captive moonlight waiting for the dawn.
Softly like a baby's breath, a breeze begins to whisper.
The sun is coming quick you must be dawn.

Smiling like a superstar the morning comes in singing, the promise of another sunny day.
And all the flowers open up to gather in the sunshine, I do believe that summer's here to stay.

And do you care what's happening around you,
do your senses know the changes when they come?
Can you see yourself reflecting in the seasons, can you understand the need to carry on?

Riding on the tapestry of all there is to see, so many ways and oh, so many things.
Rejoicing in the differences, there's no one just like me.
Yet as different as we are, we're still the same.

And oh, I love the life within me, I feel a part of everything I see.
And oh, I love the life around me, a part of everything is here in me.
A part of everything is here in me, a part of everything is here in me.

[Fall]

Reflections on the water, like shadows in my mind,
speak to me of passing days and nights and passing time.
The falling leaves are whispering, winter's on its way.
I close my eyes remembering the warmth of yesterday.
It seems a shame to see September swallowed by the wind.
And more than that, it's oh, so sad to see the summer end.
And though the changing colors are a lovely thing to see,
if it were mine to make the change I think I'd let it be.
But I don't remember hearing anybody asking me.

[Winter]

It's cold and it's getting colder. It's gray and white and winter all around.
And oh, I must be getting older, all this snow is trying to get me down.
There's a fire in the corner slowly dying, sometimes I just don't feel like going on anymore.
And yet I know it's more than worth the waiting for another chance to see the summer sun,
come on, shine on me.

There's a fire in the corner slowly dying, sometimes I just don't feel like going on anymore.
And yet I know it's more than worth the waiting for another chance to see the summer sun,
come on, shine on me.

[Spring]

Open up your eyes and see the brand new day, the clear blue sky and brightly shining sun.
Open up your ears and hear the breezes say, "everything that's cold and gray is gone."
Open up your hands and feel the rain come down,
taste the wind and smell the flowers' sweet perfume.
Open up your mind and let the light come in, the earth has been reborn and life goes on.
Do you care what's happening around you? Do your senses know the changes when they come?
Can you see yourself reflected in the seasons? Can you understand the need to carry on?

Riding on the tapestry of all there is to see, so many ways and oh, so many things.
Rejoicing in the differences, there's no one just like me.
Yet as different as we are, we're still the same.
And oh, I love the life within me, I feel a part of everything I see.
And oh, I love the life around me, a part of everything is here in me.
A part of everything is here in me, a part of everything is here in me.

(Derek, there were some good things in there...)
 
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"Seasons Of The Heart"

"Seasons Of The Heart"


Of course we have our differences, you shouldn't be surprised.
It's as natural as changes in the seasons and the skies.
Sometimes we grow together, sometimes we drift apart,
a wiser man than I might know the seasons of the heart.

And I'm walking here beside you in the early evening chill.
a thing we've always loved to do, I know we always will.
We have so much in common, so many things we share,
that I can't believe my heart when it implies that you're not there.
Love is why I came here in the first place, love is now the reason I must go.
Love is all I ever hoped to find here, love is still the only dream I know.

So I don't know how to tell you, it's difficult to say.
I never in my wildest dreams imagined it this way.
But sometimes I just don't know you, there's a stranger in our home.
When I'm lying right beside you is when I'm most alone.

And I think my heart is broken, there's an emptiness inside.
So many things I've longed for have so often been denied.
Still I wouldn't try to change you, there's no one that's to blame.
It's just some things that mean so much and we just don't feel the same.
Love is why I came here in the first place, love is now the reason I must go.
Love is all I ever hoped to find here, love is still the only dream I know.
True love is still the only dream I know.
 
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"Shanghai Breezes"

"Shanghai Breezes"


It's funny how you sound as if you're right next door when you're really half a world away.
I just can't seem to find the words I'm looking for to say the things that I want to say.
I can't remember when I felt so close to you, it's almost more than I can bear.
And though I seem a half a million miles from you, you are in my heart and living there.
And the moon and the stars are the same ones you see, it's the same old sun up in the sky.
And your voice in my ear is like heaven to me like the breezes here in old Shanghai.

There are lovers who walk hand in hand in the park and lovers who walk all alone.
There are lovers who lie unafraid in the dark and lovers who long for home.
Oh, I couldn't leave you even if I wanted to, you're in my dreams and always near.
And especially when I sing the songs I wrote for you, you are in my heart and living there.
And the moon and the stars are the same ones you see, it's the same old sun up in the sky.
And your face in my dreams is like heaven to me just like the breezes here in old Shanghai.

Shanghai breezes, cool and clearing, evening's sweet caress.
Shanghai breezes, soft and gentle, remind me of your tenderness.
And the moon and the stars are the same ones you see, it's the same old sun up in the sky.
And your love in my life is like heaven to me, like the breezes here in old Shanghai.
And the moon and the stars are the same ones you see, it's the same old sun up in the sky.
And your love in my life is like heaven to me, like the breezes here in old Shanghai.
Just like the breezes here in old Shanghai
 
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"She Won't Let Me Fly Away"

"She Won't Let Me Fly Away"


Well, I wake up late in the afternoon. I eat my eggs with the evening news.
And the sun's gone down before I find my shoes.
Music fills the air, but it's all the blues.
She won't let me fly away, she won't let me fly away.

Well, we got no heat and the window's broke,
The storm rains came, everything got soaked.
And there's no bread left, nothing here to smoke,
and the Lord looks down saying, "Can't you take a joke?"
She won't let me fly away, she won't let me fly away.

The palm tree's just a picture on a postcard,
the ocean's just a memory in my dream.
And a man comes a TV selling soapsuds to dirty up my rivers and my streams.

Like a mystery movie without an end. When you think it's over, it just begins.
It's not always true that the good guy wins,
I been down so long that I got the bends.

She won't let me fly away, she won't let me fly away.
She won't let me fly away, she won't let me fly away.
She won't let me fly away, she won't let me fly away.
She won't let me fly away, she won't let me fly away.
 
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"She'll Be Comin' 'Round The Mountain"

"She'll Be Comin' 'Round The Mountain"


She'll be comin' 'round the mountain

When she comes, Yoohoo!

She'll be comin' 'round the mountain
When she comes, Yoohoo!
She'll be comin' 'round the mountain,
She'll be comin' 'round the mountain,
She'll be comin' 'round the mountain
When she comes, Yoohoo!

She'll be scolding her hair stylist

When she comes, will you please!

She'll be scolding her hair stylist
When she comes, will you please!
She'll be scolding her hair stylist
With some language that's the vilist
She'll be scolding her hair stylist
When she comes, will you please! Yoohoo!

She'll be followed by her fan club

When she comes, Yeah!, Miss Piggy!

She'll be followed by her fan club
When she comes, Yeah!, Miss Piggy!
She'll be followed by her fan club
And the local Superman club
She'll be followed by her fan club
When she comes

Yeah! Miss Piggy! Will you please! Yoo hoo!

She'll be towing her string section

When she comes, more violins!

She'll be towing her string section
When she comes, more violins!
She'll be towing her string section
While they play her pet selection
She'll be towing her string section
When she comes

More violins! Yeah! Miss Piggy!

Will you please! Yoo hoo!

She'll be hounded by photographers

When she comes, say cheese!

She'll be hounded by photographers
When she comes, say cheese!
She'll be hounded by photographers
Secretaries and stenographers
She'll be hounded by photographers
When she comes, say cheese! More violins!

Yeah! Mis Piggy! Will you please! Yoo Hoo!

She'll be comin' 'round the mountain

When she comes, when she comes

She'll be comin' 'round the mountain
When she comes, when she comes
She'll be comin' 'round the mountain
She'll be comin' 'round the mountain
She'll be comin' 'round the mountain
When she comes
 
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"Shipmates And Cheyenne"

"Shipmates And Cheyenne"


Shipmates and cheyenne, raindrops and crying haunt the dreams of an old, old man.
Candles and church bells, laughter and farewells revolve in his thoughts like the wind.
Stallions and blizzards, steelies and lizards drift in the meadows of time.
No sense of progression, of age and direction, no meter, no form, no rhyme.
I'll hold me one, just one rising sun long after daylight is gone.
I'll hold me one, one more rising sun till my daylight and darkness is done.

Kingdoms and cupboards, losers and lovers and evenings of blackberry wine.
Falling like sand, the memory of hands and kisses, and whispers and sighs.
I'll hold me one, just one rising sun long after daylight is gone.
I'll hold me one, one more rising sun till my daylight and darkness is done.
 
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"Silent Night, Holy Night"

"Silent Night, Holy Night"


Silent night, holy night. All is calm, all is bright.
Proud young virgin mother and child. Holy infant so tender and mild.
Sleep in heavenly peace. Sleep in heavenly peace.

Silent night, holy night. Shepherds wake at the sight.
Glorious dreams from heaven above. Heavenly hosts sing "Hallelujah."
"Christ the savior is born, Christ the savior is born."

Silent night, holy night. Son of God, love's pure light.
Radiant beams from thy holy face with the dawn of breathing in grace.
Jesus Lord of thy herd, Jesus Lord of thy herd.

Hmmmm, hmmmm. Hmmmm, hmmmm.
Sleep in heavenly peace, sleep in heavenly peace.
 
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"Silver Bells"

"Silver Bells"


City sidewalk, busy sidewalks dressed in holiday style. In the air there's a feeling of Christmas.
Children laughing, people passing, meeting smile after smile,
and on every street corner you'll hear:
Silver bells, silver bells, it's Christmas time in the city.
Ring-a-ling, hear them ring, soon it will be Christmas day.

Silver bells, silver bells, it's Christmas time in the city.
Ring-a-ling, hear them ring, soon it will be Christmas day.
Soon it will be Christmas day.
 
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"Sing Australia"

"Sing Australia"


I come to Australia as many people do, to see the old koala, hitch a ride on a kangaroo.
To hear somebody call me "Mate" and call somebody "Blue,"
to hear an Aborigine play a didgeridoo.
Some of you came as prisoners two centuries ago,
some of you come as kings and queens your blessing to bestow.
Some of you stand all swelled with pride, some with shattered wings,
but all of us come with open hearts to hear Australia sing.
In the desert, in the city, in the mountains and in the sea.
In the stories and in the people I can hear Australia sing.

Waltzing Matilda, the men of Gallipoli, Clancy of the Overflow and Crocodile Dundee.
The myth of all creation, the teaching of Baiame, the legends of the Dreamtime for all eternity.
And in this celebration, a brief two hundred years,
the cost to build a nation in blood and sweat and tears.
And if we stand divided, divided we shall fall. But if we stand together, we shall conquer all.
In the desert, in the city, in the mountains and in the sea.
In the stories and in the people I can hear Australia sing..
Sing Australia, sing Australia, sing Australia, sing Australia.
In the sails on Sydney Harbour I can hear Australia sing.
 
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