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"Love Is Everywhere"

"Love Is Everywhere"


Love is everywhere, I can see it, you are all that you can be, go on and be it.
Life is perfect, I believe it, come and play the game with me.
Open yourself to the first celebration, open your eyes to the joy and pain.
Life is the fruit of your own creation, every new birth is a soul regained.

Love is everywhere, I see it, you are all that you can be, go on and be it.
Life is perfect, I believe it, come and play the game with me.
Drinking my life from a silver fountain, sweet water running to the cold salt sea.
Old man moon on white-top mountain, sound of the wind singing dreams for me.

Love is everywhere, I see it, you are all that you can be, go on and be it.
Life is perfect, I believe it, come and play the game with me
Follow your heart like a flying stallion, race with the sun to the edge of the night.
Form your truth like a gold medallion, dance in the circle of the love and the light.

Love is everywhere, I see it, you are all that you can be, go on and be it.
Life is perfect, I believe it, come and play the game with me.
Love is everywhere, I see it, you are all that you can be, go on and be it.
Life is perfect, I believe it, come and play the game with me.
 
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"Love Is The Master"

"Love Is The Master"


Almost exactly a year ago, I came here for the very first time.
Looking up at the Spanish windows from a trail on the edge of the timberline.
I've been off on a journey to find myself, maybe find my way back home.
Been many an hour all by myself, in the darkest of nights I was never ever alone.

Back in the San Juan Mountains again on a ride with some good old boys.
Telling stories around a campfire, the sound of laughter is the loudest noise.
There's something in a night in the wilderness, it's a magical thing to me.
Like the sky is just a little bit brighter, and your life is everything that you'd like it to be.
There'll be snow on the passes tomorrow, you can feel it in the chill of the wind.
Let the rain wash away all my sorrow, today is the day that my life starts all over again.

I guess that it's just about over now, everything's about to change.
Everything's a brand new number, darling, everything's a brand new game.
And it's funny I could even call you that after all the pain we've been through,
Ah, but time is the master of healing, love is the master of everything that we do.
There'll be snow on the passes tomorrow, you can feel it in the chill of the wind.
Let the rain wash away all my sorrow, today is the day that my life starts all over again.
 
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"Marvelous Toy"

"Marvelous Toy"


When I was just a wee little boy.
Full of health and joy.
One Christmas morning I received
A marvelous little toy.
A wonder to be hold it was
Many colours bright.
And the moment I layed eyes on it
It became my heart's delight.
It went "zzzip" when it moved,
"Bopp" when it stopped,
"Brrr" when it stood still.
I never knew just what it was
And I guess I never will.

The first time that I picked it up.
I had a big surprise.
For right on it's bottom
Were two green buttons
That looked like big green eyes.
I first pushed one.
And then the other.
And then I pushed on its lid.
And when I set it down again
This is what it did.
It went "zzzip" when it moved,
"Bopp" when it stopped,
"Brrr" when it stood still.
I never knew just what it was
And I guess I never will.

It first marched left.
Then marched right
And then marched under a chair.
And when I looked where it had gone
It wasn't even there.
I started to cry.
My daddy laughed.
He knew that I would find.
When I turned around my marvelous toy
Chugging from behind.
It went "zzzip" when it moved,
"Bopp" when it stopped,
"Brrr" when it stood still.
I never knew just what it was
And I guess I never will.

Well, the years have passed
Too quickly it seems.
I have my own little boy.
And yesterday I gave to him
My marvelous little toy.
His eyes nearly popped
right out of his head.
He gave the squeal of glee
Neither one of us knows just what it is,
But he loves it just like me.
It still goes "zzzip" when it moves,
"Bopp" when it stoppes,
"Brrr" when it stands still.
I never knew just what it was
And I guess I never will.
I never knew just what it was
And I guess I never will.
 
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"Matthew"

"Matthew"


I had an uncle, name of Matthew, he was his father's only boy.
Born just south of Colby, Kansas, he was his mother's pride and joy.
Yes, and joy was just a thing that he was raised on,
love was just a way to live and die.
Gold was just a windy Kansas wheat field,
blue was just the Kansas summer sky.

And all the stories that he told me back when I was just a lad.
All the memories that he gave me, all the good times that he had.
Growing up a Kansas farm boy, life was mostly having fun.
Riding on his daddy's shoulders behind the mule, beneath the sun.
Yes, and joy was just a thing that he was raised on,
love was just a way to live and die.
Gold was just a windy Kansas wheat field,
blue was just the Kansas summer sky.

Well, I guess there were some hard times, and I'm told some years were lean.
They had a storm in '47, twister came and stripped 'em clean.
He lost the farm, he lost his family, he lost the wheat, he lost his home.
But he found the family bible, his faith as solid as a stone.
Yes, and joy was just a thing that he was raised on,
love was just a way to live and die.
Gold was just a windy Kansas wheat field,
blue was just the Kansas summer sky.

So he came to live at our house, and he came to work the land.
He came to ease my daddy's burden, and he came to be my friend.
So I wrote this down for Matthew, and it's for him this song is sung.
Riding on his daddy's shoulders, behind the mule, beneath the sun
Yes, and joy was just a thing that he was raised on,
love was just a way to live and die.
Gold was just a windy Kansas wheat field,
blue was just the Kansas summer sky.
Yes, and joy was just a thing that he was raised on,
love was just a way to live and die.
Gold was just a windy Kansas wheat field,
blue was just the Kansas summer sky.
 
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"Molly"

"Molly"


When I was a young man
I ran away trom home
I went to join the circus
Went to see the cotton candy whirl
And make me lots ot money on my own
For molly, oh my pretty molly
But she's waiting all alone
Someday soon I will return to her

Then I made the big time
Bright 11ghts show biz
I'm really in the circus
There's only one thing wrong

I haven't saved a peony on my own
For molly, oh my pretty molly
But she's writing everyday
Molly understands so it's okay

Ride a windy box car
See a thousand children young and old
Oh that grease paint smile
Can hide your soul
Here comes a carrousel
Guess which town it is
Feel the thnil
Grease paint covers everything
But winters chill

I'm reading molly's letter
The ink is fading
And the page is fuming yellow
Long ago I promised molly
Don't you know i
I will close my eyes and go to her

Words and music by rose
 
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"Mother Nature's Son"

"Mother Nature's Son"


Born a poor young country boy, Mother Nature's son.
All day long I'm sitting singing songs for everyone.
Sit beside a mountain stream, see her waters rise.
Listen to the pretty sound of music as she flies.

Find me in my field of grass, Mother Nature's son.
Swaying daises sing a lazy song beneath the sun.

Mother Nature's son.
 
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"Mr. Bojangles"

"Mr. Bojangles"


Knew a man, Bojangles, and he danced for you in worn out shoes.
Silver hair, ragged shirt and baggy pants, the old soft shoe.
He jumped so high, he jumped so high, then he'd lightly touch down.
Mr. Bojangles, Mr. Bojangles, Mr. Bojangles, dance.

Met him in a cell, in New Orleans it was, down and out.
He looked to me to be the eyes of age as he spoke right out.
He talked of life, he talked of life. He laughed, slapped his leg and stared.
He said his name, Bojangles, and he danced a lick across the cell.
He grabbed his pants and took a stance and he jumped so high, he clicked his heels.
He let go a laugh, he let go a laugh, shook his clothes all around.
Mr. Bojangles, Mr. Bojangles, Mr. Bojangles, dance.

He danced for those at minstrel shows and county fairs throughout the South.
He spoke in tears of 15 years how his dog and him, they traveled about.
The dog up and died, he up and died. After 20 years he still grieves.
He said, I dance now at every chance and honky-tonks for drinks and tips.
But most the time I spend behind these county bars 'cause I drinks a bit.
He shook his head now, he shook his head and I heard someone ask please,
Mr. Bojangles, Mr. Bojangles, hey, Mr. Bojangles, dance.
 
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"My Old Man"

"My Old Man"


My old man had a rounder's soul, he'd hear an old freight train, then he'd have to go.
Said he'd been blessed with the gypsy bone,
that's the reason they guessed he'd been cursed to roam.

Came into town back before the war, didn't even know what it was he was looking for.
He carried a tattered bag for his violin, it was full of lots of songs and places that he'd been.
He talked real easy, had a smiling way to pass along to you when his fiddle played.

Making people drop their cares and woes to hum out loud those tunes that his fiddle bowed.
Till the people there began to join that sound, and everyone in town was laughing,
singing, dancing round.
Like the fiddler's tune was all they heard that night,
as if some dream said, "All the world is right,"

His fiddler's eye caught one beauty there. She had that rolling, flowing, golden kind of hair.
He played for her as if she danced alone, he played his favorite songs, ones he called his own.
He played until she was the last to go, stopped and packed his case, said he'd take her home.
All the nights that passed a child was born.
All the years that passed, love would keep them warm.
All their lives they'd share a dream come true, all because she danced so well to his fiddle tune.

My old man had a rounder's soul, he'd hear an old freight train, then he'd have to go.
All that I recall he said when I was so young
was no one else could really sing those songs he sung.
 
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"My Sweet Lady"

"My Sweet Lady"


Lady, are you crying, do the tears belong to me?
Did you think our time together was all gone?
Lady, you've been dreaming. I'm as close as I can be.
And I swear to you our time has just begun.
Close your eyes and rest your weary mind. I promise I will stay right here beside you.
Today our lives were joined, became entwined.
I wish that you could know how much I love you.

Lady, are you happy, do you feel the way I do?
Are there meanings that you've never seen before?
Lady, my sweet lady, I just can't believe it's true.
And it's like I've never ever loved before.
Close your eyes and rest your weary mind. I promise I will stay right here beside you.
Today our lives were joined, became entwined.
I wish that you could know how much I love you.
Lady, are you crying, do the tears belong to me?
Did you think our time together was all gone?
Lady, you've been dreaming. I'm as close as I can be.
And I swear to you our time has just begun.
 
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"Never A Doubt"

"Never A Doubt"


There was never a doubt, never a doubt in my mind, we were meant to be lonely.
Never a doubt, I knew that I'd find you some day.
There was never a doubt, after all of those nights all alone, all those desperate mornings.
Never a doubt, there was never a doubt in my mind.

I suppose there have been times when you felt like a room filled with darkness,
not a window around.
There must have been moments you felt you were truly alone.
Then again, each of us knows in a night of unbearable sadness, still a light can be found.
In each morning the promise that someday your true love will come.
I suppose there are some people who never believe in the magic, oh, the magic of love,
they think nothing is precious and life is just pleasure and pain.
Then again, each of us knows when a heart has been broken, it's tragic, oh the magic of love.
Even that which is broken with love can be mended again.

All the things that you fear, at the most they mean nothing.
All the sorrow and sadness can just disappear.
There was never a doubt, never a doubt in my mind, we were meant to be lonely.
Never a doubt, I knew that I'd find you some day.
There was never a doubt, after all of those nights all alone, all those desperate mornings.
Never a doubt, there was never a doubt in my mind.
Never a doubt, there was never a doubt in my mind.
 
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