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"The Harder They Come"

"The Harder They Come"



Well they tell me of a pie up in the sky
Waiting for me when I die
But between the day you're born and when you die
They never seem to hear even your cry

So as sure as the sun will shine
I'm gonna get my share now of what's mine
And then the harder they come the harder they'll fall,
One and all
Ooh the harder they come the harder they'll fall,
One and all

Well the oppressors are trying to keep me down
Trying to drive me underground
And they think that they have got the battle won
I say forgive them Lord, they know not what they've done

'Cause as sure as the sun will shine
I'm gonna get my share now of what's mine
And then the harder they come the harder they'll fall,
One and all
Ooh the harder they come the harder they'll fall,
One and all

And I keep on fighting for the things I want
Though I know that when you're dead you can't
But I'd rather be a free man in my grave
Than living as a puppet or a slave

So as sure as the sun will shine
I'm gonna get my share now of what's mine
And then the harder they come the harder they'll fall,
One and all
Ooh the harder they come the harder they'll fall,
One and all
 
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"The Healing Hands Of Time"

"The Healing Hands Of Time"



They're working while I'm missing you those healing hands of time
And soon they'll be dismissing you from this heart of mine
They'll lead me safely through the night and I'll follow as though blind
My future tightly clutched within those healing hands of time
They let me close my eyes just then those healing hands of time
And soon they'll let me sleep again those healing hands of time
So already I've reached mountain peaks and I've just begun to climb
I'll get over you by clinging to those healing hands of time
I'll get over you by clinging to those healing hands of time
 
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"The Heart Of A Clown"

"The Heart Of A Clown"


If I had the heart of a clown
I'd laugh every time you made me blue
If I had the heart of a clown
You wouldn't see me cry the way you do
And I'd paint a smile upon my face
Each time you hurt me so
My arms could long for your embrace
But you would never know
And I'd sing as my dream world tumbled down
If I had the heart of a clown

[guitar - fiddle]

And I'd paint a smile upon my face
Each time you hurt me so
My arms could long for your embrace
But you would never know
And I'd sing as my dream world tumbled down
If I had the heart of a clown
 
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"The Highway"

"The Highway"



I drove in on the four lane
Where the two lane used to be
The highway hummed a near forgotten tune
From 1963
The year I turned 18 and set my sights
And heard the highway call
Now the highway’s come full circle
To a place I scarce recall

There’s a girl I still remember
Whose name I can’t recall
I gave her what I had, but then
She tried to take it all
I stayed long enough to love her
And then left her on the run
Like a flower left to wither
In that deep East Texas sun

There’s a place out on the highway
Where I go to spend my time
Where the bartenders all know me
And the players are friends of mine
And we light up on the brakes
And talk of things that we all know
But I’ve heard it all before
And I’ll hear it all again
And I’ve heard it said
The highway never ends

So what about old handsome Johnny
And the class of ’64?
Did the women all make promises
When they shipped him off to war?
Did his mama get the medal
And did his country ever win?
Well, let’s drink a round to Johnny
‘Cuz he died for all our sins.

They’re still down there in the factories
You can see ‘em in the mills
They’ve sweated there for years, Lord
I guess they always will.
And you know they won’t be leaving
And I can’t watch ‘em die that way
So in my rear view mirror
I’ll just watch them slip away

There’s a place out on the highway
Where I go to spend my time
Where the bartenders all know me
And the players are friends of mine
And we light up on the brakes
And talk of things that we all know
But I’ve heard it all before
And I’ll hear it all again
And I’ve heard it said
The highway never ends

The highway never ends
The highway never ends
 
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"The Maker"

"The Maker"



Oh, Oh Deep water
Black, and cold like the night
I stand with arms wide open
I've run a twisted mile
I'm a stranger
in the eyes of the maker

I could not see
for fog in my eyes
I could not feel
for the fear in my life
From across the great divide
In the distance i saw a light
Jean baptiste
walking to me with the maker

My body is bent and broken
by long and dangerous leaps
I can't work the fields of abraham
and turn my head away
I'm not a stranger
in the eyes of the maker

Brother john
Have you seen the homeless daughters
standing there
with broken wings
I have seen the flaming swords
there over east of eden
burning in the eyes of the maker
burning in the eyes of the maker
burning in the eyes of the maker
burning in the eyes of the maker

oh river rise from your sleep
 
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"The Most Unoriginal Sin"

"The Most Unoriginal Sin"



What there was left of us
Was all covered in dust and thick skin
A half-eaten apple
Or the whole Sistine Chapel
Painted on the head of a pin

A lifelong love's work
Gone up in a smirk
And you didn't even see her waltz in
Now this love is a ghost
For having played host
To the most unoriginal sin

At the wedding we smiled
As some devil played wild violin
Soon after the chapel
She offered me that apple
One bite and I was gone with the wind

And you needed no proof
'Cause the whole naked truth
Was wearing only an infidel's grin
And a proud schoolboy's boast
For having left his post
For the most unoriginal sin

Now the jukebox is humming
All the venal shortcomings of men
But I found me this drink
That can finally sink
All this guilt that I've been wallowing in

Buddy, once you get started
Once true love's departed
You do it over and over again
So tonight I will toast
Just whoever comes close
To the most unoriginal sin

So tonight I will toast
Just whoever comes close
To the most unoriginal sin
 
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"The Nearness Of You"

"The Nearness Of You"



It's not the pale moon that excites me
That thrills and delights me, oh no
It's just the nearness of you

It isn't your sweet conversation
That brings this sensation, oh no
It's just the nearness of you

When you're in my arms and I feel you so close to me
All my wildest dreams come true

I need no soft lights to enchant me
If you'll only grant me the right
To hold you ever so tight
And to feel in the night the nearness of you
 
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"The Part Where I Cry"

"The Part Where I Cry"



Life is a picture and I play the lead but my biggest line was goodbye
Now my leading lady has walked out on me and this is the part where I cried
I was great in the scene where she found someone new
You should have seen my look of surprise
And if you'll have just walk into the picture this is the part where I cry

And after the picture is over and it's judged for the part where you lied
The award of the chiefment that's given will be mine for the part where I cried
I was great in the scene...
 
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"The Party's Over"

"The Party's Over"



Turn out the lights
The party's over
They say that
All good things must end
Call it tonight
The party's over
And tomorrow starts
The same old thing again

But the crazy crazy party
Never seen so many people
Laughing dancing
Look at you you're having fun
But look at me
I'm almost cryin'
That don't keep her love from dyin'
Misery cause for me the party's over
Turn out the lights...

Once I had a love undyin'
I didn't keep it but I tried
Life for me was just one party
And then another
I broke her heart so many times
I had to have my parting wife
I had to have my party
Why broke her heart so many times
But one day she said
Sweetheart the party's over
Turn out the lights...
 
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"The Pilgrim, Chapter 33"

"The Pilgrim, Chapter 33"


See him wasted on the sidewalk in his jacket and his jeans
Wearin' yesterday's misfortunes like a smile
Once he had a future full of money love and dreams
Which he spent like they was going out of style
And he keeps right on a changin' for the better or the worse
And searchin' for a shrine he's never found
Never knowing if believin' is a blessin' or a curse
Or if the going up is worth to coming down
He's a poet he's a picker he's a prophet he's a pusher
He's a pilgrim and a preacher and a problem when he's stoned
He's a walking contradiction partly truth and partly fiction
Taking every wrong direction on his lonely way back home

He has tasted good and evil in your bedrooms and your bars
And he's traded in tomorrow for today
Runnin' from the devils Lord and reachin' for the stars
And losin' all he loved along the way
But if this world keeps right on turnin' for the better or the worse
And all he ever gets is older and around
From the rocking of the cradle to the rolling of the hearse
The going up was worth the coming down
He's a poet he's a picker...
[guitar]
 
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