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"Carry It On"

"Carry It On"


There's a man by my side walking
There's a voice within me talking
There's a voice, within me saying
Carry on, carry it on

They will tell their empty stories
Send their dogs to bite our bodies
They will lock us up in prison
Carry on, carry it on
When you can't go on any longer
Take the hand, hand of your brother
Every victory brings another
Carry it on, carry it on

Carry on, carry it on
 
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"Cats In The Cradle"

"Cats In The Cradle"


My child arrived just the other day
He came to the world in the usual way
But there were planes to catch, bills to pay
He learned to walk while I was away

And he was talking 'fore I knew it and as he grew
He said, "I'm gonna be like you, dad
You know, I'm gonna be like you"

And the cats in the cradle and the silver spoon
Little boy blue and the man in the moon
When you comin' home? I don't know when
We'll get together then, son
You know, we'll have a good time then

My child turned ten, the other day
He said, "Thanks for the ball, dad, come on let's play
Can you teach me to throw?" I said, "Not today
I got a lot to do", he said, "That's okay"

He turned away but his smile never dimmed
"I'm gonna be like him", he said
"Yes, I'm going to be like him"

And the cats in the cradle and the silver spoon
Little boy blue and the man in the moon
When you comin' home? I don't know when
We'll get together then, son
You know, we'll have a good time then

When he came from college, the other day
So much like a man I just had to say
"I'm proud of you, son, will you sit for a while?"
He shook his head and he said with a smile

"What I'd really like to do is to borrow the car keys
I'll see you later, can I have them please?"

And the cats in the cradle and the silver spoon
Little boy blue and the man in the moon
When you comin' home? I don't know when
We'll get together then, son
You know, we'll have a good time then

Well, I've long since retired, my child moved away
I called him up just the other day
I said, "I'd like to see you if you don't mind"
He said, "I'd love to, dad, if I could find the time"

He said the new job's a hassle and the kid's got the flu
But it's so nice talking to you, dad
It's so nice talking to you

And as I hung up the phone it occurred to me
My boy's a lot like me, my boy's a lot like me

And the cats in the cradle and the silver spoon
Little boy blue and the man in the moon
When you comin' home? I don't know when
We'll get together then, son
You know, we'll have a good time then

We'll get together then, son
You know, we'll have a good time then
 
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"Che"

"Che"


One morning in Bolivia, the leader of the partisans
And two of his companions
Were forced to flee the mountains for their lives

Through green and dusty villages they sped along the little roads
The peasants smiled and shouted as they hurried by
Jesus called out to every one, "Don't think that we are leaving
They only tried to frighten us with guns, we shall return"

Continue with your work
Continue with your talk
You have it in your hands
To own your lives, to own your lands

The people smiled and shouted
And they ran along a little while
Then stood and watched
Their hands were restless and empty

The body of Jesus was in the jeep
That they blew up before it reached the plane
The priest was proud to bless him
For what there was of him remaining in the afternoon

Continue with your work
Continue with your talk
You have it in your hands
To own your lives, to own your lands

There is no one who can show you
The road you should be on
They only tell you, they can show you
And then tomorrow they are gone

The smell of oil and incense fill the room in this adobe hut
Where on the table lies the body of a man
His face is pale and young, his beard is dark and curled
Pennies hold his eyelids from the evening light

People from the village those who knew him, those who killed him
Stand inside the door, their hands are restless and empty
They watch the priest make silent crosses in the air
And pray to God inside their hearts for their own souls

Continue with your work
Continue with your talk
You have it in your hands
To own your lives, to own your lands

There is no one who can show you
The road you should be on
They only tell you, they can show you
And then tomorrow they are gone

Continue with your work
Continue with your talk
You have it in your hands
To own your lives, to own your lands

There is no one who can show you
The road you should be on
They only tell you, they can show you
And then tomorrow they are gone

Continue with your work
Continue with your talk
You have it in your hands
To own your lives, to own your lands

There is no one who can show you
The road you should be on
They only tell you, they can show you
And then tomorrow they are gone

Continue with your work
Continue with your talk
You have it in your hands
To own your lives, to own your lands
 
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"Chelsea Morning"

"Chelsea Morning"


I woke up, it was a Chelsea morning
And the first thing that I heard
Was a song outside my window
The traffic wrote the words
It came ringing up like Christmas bells
Rapping up like pipes and drums

Oh, won't you stay we'll put on the day
And we'll wear it 'till the night comes

I woke up, it was a Chelsea morning
And the first thing that I saw
Was the sun through yellow curtains
And a rainbow on my wall
Blue, red, green and gold to welcome you
Crimson crystal beads to beckon

Oh, won't you stay we'll put on the day
There's a sun show every second

Now the curtain opens on a portrait of today
And the streets are paved with passersby
Pigeons fly, and papers lie
Waiting to blow away

I woke up, it was a Chelsea morning
And the first thing that I knew
There was milk and toast and honey
And a bowl of orange juice too
And the light poured in like butterscotch
Stuck to all my senses

Oh, won't you stay we'll put on the day
And we'll talk in present tenses

When the contain closes
And the rainbow runs away
I will bring you incense owls by night
By jewel light, by candlelight, if only you will stay
Oh my darling won't you wake up, it is a Chelsea morning
 
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"Cherry Tree Carol"

"Cherry Tree Carol"


When Joseph was an old man, an old man was he
He married Virgin Mary, the Queen of Galilee
He married Virgin Mary, the Queen of Galilee

And one day as they went walking, all in the garden green
There were berries and cherries as thick as may be seen
There were berries and cherries as thick as may be seen

Then Mary said to Joseph, so meek and so mild
"Joseph, gather me some cherries for I am with child"
"Joseph, gather me some cherries for I am with child"

The Joseph flew in anger, in anger flew he
"Let the father of the baby gather cherries for thee
Let the father of the baby gather cherries for thee"

Then up spoke baby Jesus, from out Mary's womb
"Bow down ye tallest tree that my mother might have some
Bow down ye tallest tree that my mother might have some"

So bent down the tallest tree to touch Mary's hand
Said she, "Oh look now Joseph, I have cherries at command"
Said she, "Oh look now Joseph, I have cherries at command"

When Joseph was an old man, an old man was he
He married Virgin Mary, the Queen of Galilee
He married Virgin Mary, the Queen of Galilee
 
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"Christ Child Lullaby"

"Christ Child Lullaby"


My love, my pride, my treasure, O
My wonder new and pleasure, O
My son, my beauty, ever You
Who am I to bear You here?

The cause of talk and tale am I
The cause of greatest fame am I
The cause of proudest care on high
To have for mine, the king of all

And though You are the king of all
They sent You to the manger stall
Where at Your feet they all shall fall
And glorify my child the king

There shone a star above three kings,
To guide them to the king of kings.
They held You in their humble arms
And knelt before You until dawn.

They gave You myrrh they gave You gold
Frankincense and gifts untold
They traveled far these gifts to bring,
And glorify their newborn king.

My love, my pride, my treasure, O
My wonder new and pleasure, O
My son, my beauty, ever You
Who am I to bear You here?
 
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"City Of Cities"

"City Of Cities"


Living here for years and years
Riding out the stormy weather
We're waiting for the day to come
That gets us back together

In the city of cities
You may think you're alone
Then you turn a corner
And there's a new wind blowing
There's a dream we'd forgotten
That we've known all along
Where the street and the avenue meet
The heart beats strong

Looking out for number one
Looking past each others eyes
Has made us blind for far too long
Now the sun is bound to rise

In the city of cities
You may think you're alone
Then you turn a corner
And there's a new wind blowing
There's a dream we'd forgotten
That we've known all along
Where the street and the avenue meet
The heart beats strong

A message of hope
A message of peace
A message of helping each other
Is all the message we need

In the city of cities
You may think you're alone
Then you turn a corner
And there's a new wind blowing
There's a dream we'd forgotten
That we've known all along
Where the street and the avenue meet
The heart beats strong

Where the street and the avenue meet
The heart beats strong
In the city of cities
 
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"City Of New Orleans"

"City Of New Orleans"


Riding on the City of New Orleans
Illinois Central Monday morning rail
Fifteen cars and fifteen restless riders
Three conductors and twenty-five sacks of mail

On the southbound odyssey
The train goes out at Kankakee
Rolls along past houses, farms and fields
Passin' trains that have no name
Freight yards full of old black men
And the graveyard of the rusted automobiles

Good morning America how are you
Don't you know me I'm your native son
I'm the train they call The City of New Orleans
I'll be gone five hundred miles when the day is done

Playin' cards with the old men in the club car
A penny a point ain't no one keepin' score
Pass the paper bag that holds the bottle
And feel the wheels rumblin' beneath the floor

And the sons of pullman porters
And the sons of engineers
Ride their father's magic carpet made of steam
Mothers with their babes asleep
Rocking to the gentle beat
The rhythm of the rails is all they dream

Good morning America how are you
Don't you know me I'm your native son
I'm the train they call The City of New Orleans
I'll be gone five hundred miles when the day is done

Nighttime on The City of New Orleans
Changing cars in Memphis, Tennessee
Half way home, and we'll be there by morning
Through the Mississippi darkness
Rolling down to the sea

And all the towns and people seem
To change into a bad dream
The steel rails still ain't heard the news
The conductor sings his songs again
Passengers will please refrain
This train's got to disappear in railroad blues

Good night, America, how are you?
Don't you know me I'm your native son
I'm the train they call The City of New Orleans
I'll be gone five hundred miles when the day is done

I'll be gone a million miles when the race is run

I'll be goooone
 
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"City Of New Orleans"
(feat. Arlo Guthrie, Eric Anderson & Tom Rush)

"City Of New Orleans"
(feat. Arlo Guthrie, Eric Anderson & Tom Rush)



Riding on the City of New Orleans
Illinois Central Monday morning rail
Fifteen cars and fifteen restless riders
Three conductors and twenty-five sacks of mail

On the southbound odyssey
The train goes out at Kankakee
Rolls along past houses, farms and fields
Passin' trains that have no name
Freight yards full of old black men
And the graveyard of the rusted automobiles

Good morning America how are you
Don't you know me I'm your native son
I'm the train they call The City of New Orleans
I'll be gone five hundred miles when the day is done

Playin' cards with the old men in the club car
A penny a point ain't no one keepin' score
Pass the paper bag that holds the bottle
And feel the wheels rumblin' beneath the floor

And the sons of pullman porters
And the sons of engineers
Ride their father's magic carpet made of steam
Mothers with their babes asleep
Rocking to the gentle beat
The rhythm of the rails is all they dream

Good morning America how are you
Don't you know me I'm your native son
I'm the train they call The City of New Orleans
I'll be gone five hundred miles when the day is done

Nighttime on The City of New Orleans
Changing cars in Memphis, Tennessee
Half way home, and we'll be there by morning
Through the Mississippi darkness
Rolling down to the sea

And all the towns and people seem
To change into a bad dream
The steel rails still ain't heard the news
The conductor sings his songs again
Passengers will please refrain
This train's got to disappear in railroad blues

Good night, America, how are you?
Don't you know me I'm your native son
I'm the train they call The City of New Orleans
I'll be gone five hundred miles when the day is done

I'll be gone a million miles when the race is run

I'll be goooone
 
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"Close To The Flame"

"Close To The Flame"


You wanna be warmed by the desire
But you don't wanna get burned
You want me to take you much higher
But you escape at every turn
There is no shame, facing the truth
Keeping your secrets can turn on you

Baby get closer, get close to the flame
Dance in the flame, again and again
Surrender the moment, release the pain
Get close to the flame

You wanna be held like a baby
But you hold back, you won't cry
You wanna be happy with maybe
But maybe could end in good-bye
There is no shame in facing the truth
If you want love, then this what you gotta do

Baby get closer, get closer to the flame
Dance in the flame, again and again
Surrender the moment, release the pain
Get close to the flame

Touching, caressing through the shadows of the night
Don't let your heartache close you off from the light
Baby get closer, Baby get closer, Baby get closer
Closer and closer to me

Baby get closer, get close to the flame
Dance in the flame, again and again
Surrender the moment, release the pain
Get close to the flame
 
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