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"The Last Thing On My Mind"

"The Last Thing On My Mind"


It's a lesson too late for the learning
Made of sand, made of sand
In the wink of an eye my heart is turning
In your hand, in your hand

Are you going away with no word of farewell
Will there be not a trace left behind
I could have loved you better, didn't mean to be unkind
You know that was the last thing on my mind

You've got reasons a-plenty for going
This I know, this I know
For the weeds have been steadily growing
Please don't go, please don't go

As I lie in my bed in the morning
Without you, without you
Every song in my heart lies a burning
Without you, without you

Are you going away with no word of farewell
Will there be not a trace left behind
I could have loved you better, didn't mean to be unkind
You know that was the last thing on my mind
 
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"The Life You Dream"

"The Life You Dream"


There's a time that comes once every morning
When you choose the kind of day you will have
It comes in with the sun and you know you've begun
To live the life you dream
You can light all your candles to the dawn
And surrender yourself to the sunrise
You can make it wrong you can make it right
You can live the life you dream

Pray to Buddha pray to Krishna pray to Jesus
Or the shadow of the devil on your wall
Anyone you call, will come

The night comes to you dressed in darkness
Descends on your body like a blessing
You can lie in its arms it will heal your heart
You can life the life you dream
You can wake in this vale of tears
You can laugh like a child again
You can make it right you can make it wrong
You can live the life you dream

What you see and you believe is not the answer
To anything that matters very much
Anything you touch...is gone

In the valleys you look for the mountains
In the mountains you search the rivers
You have no where to go you are where you belong
You can live the life you dream
If you call him your master will find you
Seven bars on the gate will not hold him
Seven fires burning bright only give him delight
You can live the life you dream

All your treasure buys you nothing but the moment
All your poverty has lost you everything
Love will teach your dream...to sing
 
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"The Lonesome Death Of Hattie Carroll"

"The Lonesome Death Of Hattie Carroll"


William Zantzinger killed poor Hattie Carroll
With a cane that he twirled around his diamond ring finger
At a Baltimore hotel society gath'rin'.
And the cops were called in and his weapon took from him
As they rode him in custody down to the station
And booked William Zantzinger for first-degree murder.
But you who philosophize disgrace and criticize all fears,
Take the rag away from your face.
Now ain't the time for your tears.
William Zantzinger, who at twenty-four years
Owns a tobacco farm of six hundred acres
With rich wealthy parents who provide and protect him
And high office relations in the politics of Maryland,
Reacted to his deed with a shrug of his shoulders
And swear words and sneering, and his tongue it was snarling,
In a matter of minutes on bail was out walking.
But you who philosophize disgrace and criticize all fears,
Take the rag away from your face.
Now ain't the time for your tears.
Hattie Carroll was a maid of the kitchen.
She was fifty-one years old and gave birth to ten children
Who carried the dishes and took out the garbage
And never sat once at the head of the table
And didn't even talk to the people at the table
Who just cleaned up all the food from the table
And emptied the ashtrays on a whole other level,
Got killed by a blow, lay slain by a cane
That sailed through the air and came down through the room,
Doomed and determined to destroy all the gentle.
And she never done nothing to William Zantzinger.
But you who philosophize disgrace and criticize all fears,
Take the rag away from your face.
Now ain't the time for your tears.
In the courtroom of honor, the judge pounded his gavel
To show that all's equal and that the courts are on the level
And that the strings in the books ain't pulled and persuaded
And that even the nobles get properly handled
Once that the cops have chased after and caught 'em
And that the ladder of law has no top and no bottom,
Stared at the person who killed for no reason
Who just happened to be feelin' that way without warnin'.
And he spoke through his cloak, most deep and distinguished,
And handed out strongly, for penalty and repentance,
William Zantzinger with a six-month sentence.
Oh, but you who philosophize disgrace and criticize all fears,
Bury the rag deep in your face
For now's the time for your tears.
 
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"The Long And Winding Road"
(originally by The Beatles)

"The Long And Winding Road"
(originally by The Beatles)



The long and winding road
That leads to your door
Will never disappear
I've seen that road before
It always leads me here
Lead me to you door
The wild and windy night
That the rain washed away
Has left a pool of tears
Crying for the day
Why leave me standing here?
Let me know the way
Many times I've been alone
And many times I've cried
Anyway you'll never know
The many ways I've tried
And still they lead me back
To the long winding road
You left me standing here
A long long time ago
Don't leave me waiting here
Lead me to your door
But still they lead me back
To the long winding road
You left me standing here
A long long time ago
Don't keep me waiting here
Lead me to your door
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
 
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"The Lovin' Of The Game"

"The Lovin' Of The Game"


I watched the feather river glide
Over shinin' golden sand
Struck the silver ribbon wide
Held a million in my hand
But besides the lookin' for
The finding's always tame
And there's nothin' drives a gambler
Like the lovin' of the game

All my life I've searched around
Travelin' hard from town to town
But I never really found
Anything to tie me down
Still I would not trade my time
For a solid diamond claim
No, I would not trade a fortune
For the lovin' of the game

So long Darlin' don't you cry
I hope that things turn out for you
All these good times goin' by
Got to get ourselves a few
Where I'm going has no end
What I'm seeking has no name
Oh the treasure's not for takin
It's the lovin' of the game
The lovin' of the game
 
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"The Moon Is A Harsh Mistress"

"The Moon Is A Harsh Mistress"


See her how she flies
Golden sails across the sky
Close enough to touch
But careful if you try
Though she looks as warm as gold

The moon's a harsh mistress
The moon can be so cold

Once the sun did shine
Good lord, it felt so fine
The moon a phantom rose
Though with the mountains and the pine
Then the darkness fell

The moon's a harsh mistress
It's hard to love her well

I fell out of her eyes
Fell out of her heart
Fell down on my face
I tripped and missed my star
Fell and fell alone

The moon's a harsh mistress
The sky is made of stone
The moon's a harsh mistress
She's hard to call your own
 
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"The Night Before Christmas"

"The Night Before Christmas"


Ribbons and paper
Cover the floor
It's been
A good Christmas
Presents galore
Everyone's happy
I'm happy, too
Cause oh
What a night
Oh
What a night
Night
Before Christmas
I had with you

Frost on the window
Snow on the ground
Holiday spirit
Holiday sounds
Everyone's thankful
I'm thankful, too
Cause oh
What a night
Oh
What a night
Night
Before Christmas
I had with you

It all started
Underneath
That mistletoe
While we were
Waiting up
To help
Ol' Santa Claus
We were
Making merry
In ways
We'd never
Thought of
Then we heard
Those sleigh bells
Ol' Santa
Almost caught us

No
We didn't
Take pictures
But I'll
Always remember
One very special
Twenty-fourth day
Of December
Cause oh
What a night
Oh
What a night
Night
Before Christmas
I had with you

It all started
Underneath
That mistletoe
While we were
Waiting up
To help
Ol' Santa Claus
We were
Making merry
In ways
We'd never
Thought of
Then we heard
Those sleigh bells
Ol' Santa
Almost caught us

If we don't do it
Next year
Honey
I'm sure
Gonna miss it
Why don't
We make it
A new
Yuletide tradition
Cause oh
What a night
Oh
What a night
Night
Before Christmas
I had with you
Cause oh
What a night
Oh
What a night
Night
Before Christmas
I had with you
 
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"The Patriot Game"

"The Patriot Game"


Come all ye young rebels, and list while I sing,
For the love of one's country is a terrible thing.
It banishes fear with the speed of a flame,
And it makes us all part of the patriot game.

My name is O'Hanlon, and I've just turned sixteen.
My home is in Monaghan, and where I was weaned
I learned all my life cruel England's to blame,
So now I am part of the patriot game.

It's nearly two years since I wandered away
With the local battalion of the bold IRA,
For I read of our heroes, and wanted the same
To play out my part in the patriot game.

This Ireland of ours has too long been half free.
Six counties lie under John Bull's tyranny.
But most of our leaders are greatly to blame
For shirking his part in the Patriot game.

They told me how Connolly was shot in his chair,
The wounds from his battle all bleeding and bare.
His fine body twisted, all battered and lame
They soon made me part of the patriot game.

And now I am dying, my body all holes
I think of those traitors who bargained ones soul
I'm sorry my rifle had not done the same
To traitors who sold out the patriot's game.
 
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"The Prickilie Bush"

"The Prickilie Bush"


O, the prickilie bush
It pricks my heart full sore
If I ever get out of the prickilie bush
I'll never get in it anymore

Hangman, stay your rope
Will you stay it for a while
I think I see my mother coming
Ridin' over yonder stile
Mother, did you bring me gold
Or silver to pay my fee
For to save my body from the cold clay ground
My neck from the gallows tree
I didn't bring you gold
Or silver to pay your fee
But I have come to see you hang
On the gallows tree

O, the prickilie bush
It pricks my heart full sore
If I ever get out of the prickilie bush
I'll never get in it anymore

Hangman, stay your rope
Will you stay it for a while
I think I see my father comin'
Over yonder stile
Father, did you bring me gold
Or silver to pay my fee
Or have you come to see me hang
On the gallows tree
I didn't bring ya gold
Or silver to pay your fee
Your mother and I have come today
To see you on the gallows tree

O, the prickilie bush
It pricks my heart full sore
If I ever get out of the prickilie bush
I'll never get in it anymore

Hangman, stay your rope
Once more for a while
I think I see my darlin' comin'
Over yonder stile
Darlin', did you bring me gold
Or silver to pay my fee
For to save my body from the cold clay ground
My neck from the gallows tree

I brought ya gold
And silver to pay your fee
I did not come to see you hang
On the gallows tree

Oh, the prickilie bush,
It pricks my heart full sore
But now that I'm out of the prickilie bush
I'll never get in it any more
 
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"The Rainbow Connection"

"The Rainbow Connection"


Why are there so many songs about rainbows
And what's on the other side?
Rainbows are visions but only illusions
And rainbows have nothing to hide

So we've been told and some choose to believe it
I know they're wrong, wait and see
Someday we'll find it, the rainbow connection
The lovers, the dreamers and me

Who said that every wish would be heard and answered
When wished on the morning star?
Somebody thought of that and someone believed it
Look what it's done so far

What's so amazing that keeps us star gazing
And what do we think we might see?
Someday we'll find it, the rainbow connection
The lovers, the dreamers and me

All of us under it's spell
We know that it's probably magic

Have you been half asleep and have you heard voices?
I've heard them calling my name
Is this the sweet sound that calls all the sailors?
The voice might be one and the same

I've heard it too many times to ignore it
It's something that I'm supposed to be
Someday we'll find it, the rainbow connection
The lovers, the dreamers and me

La la la la, la la la
The lovers, the dreamers and me
 
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