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2002
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One, two, three

Turn around, don't whisper out my name
Like a breeze, it would stir a dying flame
I'll miss someone, if it eases you to know
And close the door lightly when you go

Who was the one that stole my mind?
Who was the one that robbed my time?
Who was the one who made me feel unkind?
See you on the road, sweet love of mine

Take your tears from someone else's eyes
They're made of glass
And they cut like wounded knives
Memories, they're drifting like the snow
And close the door lightly when you go

Who was the one that stole my mind?
Who was the one that robbed my time?
Who was the one who made me feel unkind?
See you on the road, sweet love of mine

Who was the one that stole my mind?
Who was the one that robbed my time?
Who was the one who made me feel unkind?
See you on the road, sweet love of mine

Turn around, don't whisper out my name
For like a breeze, it would stir a dying flame
I'll miss someone, if it eases you to know
And close the door lightly when you go

. . .


Funny day, looking for laughter and finding it there
Sunny day, braiding wild flowers and leaves in my hair
Picked up a pencil and wrote I love you in my finest hand
Wanted to send it, but I don't know where I stand

Telephone, even the sound of your voice is still new
All alone in Carolina and talking to you
And feeling too foolish and strange to say the words that I had planned
I guess it's too early, 'cause I don't know where I stand

Crickets call, courting their ladies in star-dappled green
Thickets tall, until the morning comes up like a dream
All muted and misty, so drowsy now I'll take what sleep I can
I know that I miss you, but I don't know where I stand
I know that I miss you, but I don't know where I stand

. . .


Some sweet day, some sweet day
I'm gonna hold you like I want to
I'm gonna kiss you like I want to
I'm gonna love you like I need to
Some sweet day

Some sweet day, you will say
That you have started dreaming of me
That you love no-one else above me,
I'll find a way to make you love me,
Some sweet day

I hope it won't be long
Till I can take you and make you my very own
'Cause can't you see I get so tired
Of wishing and dreaming alone

Some sweet day, some sweet day
You'll get that twinkle in your eye, love
You're gonna look at me and sigh, love
And then you tell me that you're my love
Some sweet day

Some sweet day, some sweet day
You'll get that twinkle in your eye, love
You're gonna look at me and sigh, love
And then you tell me that you're my love
Some sweet day

. . .


It's a long,long way down to Reno, Nevada
It's a long,long way to your home.
And the change in your pocket is beginning to grumble
And you reap just about what you've sown.
You can walk down the street, pass your face in the window,
You can go on fooling around,
You can work night and day,take a chance on promotion,
You can fall through a hole in the ground.

Well there ain't no game like the game that you're playing,
When you got a little something to lose.
And there ain't no time, like the time you been wasting;
And you waste just about what you choose.
There's a man at the table and you know he's been able
To return all the odds that you lay
But you can't feed your hunger and you ain't getting younger
Your tongue ain't got nothing to say.

It's a long,long way down to Reno, Nevada
It's a long,long way to your home
and the ground underneath you is beginning to crumble,
And the sky up above you has grown.
There's a time to be grieving and a time to be screaming,
And a time just to stroll the wall
But you ain't got the double,and it ain't worth the trouble
Your feet are going nowhere at all.

. . .


Suzanne takes you down to a place near the river
You can hear the boats go by
You can spend the night forever
And you know that she's half crazy
But that's why you want to be there
And she feeds you tea and oranges
That come all the way from China
And just when you want to tell her
That you have no love to give her
Then she gets you on her wavelength
And she lets the river answer
That you've always been her lover
And you want to travel with her
And you want to travel blind
And you think that maybe you'll trust her
For she's touched your perfect body with her mind.

And Jesus was a sailor
When He walked upon the water
And He spent a long time watching
From His lonely wooden tower
And when He knew for certain
Only drowning men could see Him
He said "All men shall be sailors then
Until the sea shall free them"
But He Himself was broken
Long before the sky would open
Forsaken, almost human
He sank beneath your wisdom like a stone
And you want to travel with Him
And you want to travel blind
And you think maybe you'll trust Him
For He's touched your perfect body with His mind.

Suzanne takes you down to a place near the river
You can hear the boats go by
You can spend the night forever
And the sun pours down like honey
On our lady of the harbour
And she shows you where to look
Amid the garbage and the flowers
There are heroes in the seaweed
There are children in the morning
And they're leaning out for love
And they will lean that way forever
While Suzanne holds the mirror
And you want to travel with her
And you want to travel blind
And you think maybe you'll trust her
For you've touched her perfect body with your mind

. . .


O here we are just you and me
The folks have gone to bed
Cat's put out, the fire's stoked up
And the fish have all been fed
There's no one to disturb us
So put down your coffee mug
Let's get to work, come over here
And join me on the rug

And we can do that thing, do that thing, do it all night long
If you feel good, you know it can't be wrong

O George you are demanding
And you always get your way
But I really don't feel up to it
I've had a lousy day
The office was exhausting
My boss is such a creep
You know I'd love to, really
But now I need some sleep

So we can do that thing, do that thing, do it all night long
If you feel good, you know it can't be wrong

O won't you come on Ethel
Where's your sense
Of the gay, abandoned fun
Don't get uptight
The time is right
And the evening's just begun
Well you know the fun that we had last night
You said it was a groove
Let's get to work down here right now
‘Cause I'm feeling in the mood

To just do that thing, do that thing, do it all night long
If you feel good, you know it can't be wrong

O your fingers may be aching
My bones feel that way too
Control yourself a little
And slow down you wild one you
My father wouldn't like me to
So I'm showing you the door
I'll see you George tomorrow
And we'll limbo dance some more

Do that thing, do that thing, do it all night long
If you feel good, you know it can't be wrong
If you feel good, you know it can't be wrong

. . .


At my door the leaves are falling
The cold wild wind will come
Sweethearts walk by together
And I still miss someone

Oh, no I never got over those blues eyes
I see them everywhere
I miss those arms that held me
When all the love was there

I wonder if she's sorry
For leavin' what we'd begun
There's someone for me somewhere
And I still miss someone

Oh, no I never got over those blues eyes
I see them everywhere
I miss those arms that held me
When all the love was there

(Instrumental)

. . .


Like a bird on a wire
Like a drunk in a midnight choir
I have tried in my way
To be free

Like a worm on a hook
Like a knight from some old-fashioned book
I have saved all my ribbons
For thee

If I have been unkind
I hope you will just let it go by
And if I have been untrue
I hope you know it was not unto you

Like a baby stillborn
Like a beast with its horns
I have torn everyone
Who reached out for me

And I swear by this song
And by all I have done wrong
That I will make it all
Up to thee

I saw a beggar leaning on his wooden cross
He said to me "do not ask for so much"
And a woman standing in her darkened door
She cried to me "hey, why not ask for more?"

Like a bird on a wire
Like a drunk in a midnight choir
I have tried in my way
To be free

. . .


Some sunny day, baby
When everything seems okay, baby
You'll wake up and find that you're alone
Because I'll be gone
Gone, gone, gone really gone
Gone, gone, gone, 'cause you done me wrong

Everyone that you meet, baby
As you walk down the street, baby
Will ask you why you're walkin' all alone
Why you're on your own
Just tell 'em I'm gone
Gone, gone, gone
Gone, gone, gone, 'cause you done me wrong

If you change your way, baby
You might get me to stay, baby
You better hurry up if you don't wanna be alone
'Cause I'll be gone
Gone, gone, gone
Really gone
Gone, gone, gone
'Cause you done me wrong

. . .


Stopped awhile this morning on my way back home
I had to realize this time that I'd be all alone
'Cause she's moving somewhere far away not slow
And though I tried so hard to please her
She said she really had to go

Even though this time it really hurts me bad
I've been through similarities
It's not the first break I've had
Just can't let it bring me down too low
'Cause I tried so hard to please her
There must be something more to know

Never thought that we would find our end this way
It seemed that everything was going fine
Still with all the things that I can do or say
It won't change the fate I know so well is mine

So I'll stop again and look right past the pain
Because I've been in love before and I can love again
While she's moving somewhere far away not slow
Although I tried so hard to please her
She said she really had to go

(Instumental)

Stopped awhile this morning on my way back home
I had to realize this time that I'd be all alone
'Cause she's moving somewhere far away not slow
And though I tried so hard to please her
She said she really had to go

. . .


Nicol

Evening's dawning, missed the morning,
Slept the afternoon.
Half the day's gone, still I laze on,
Got no silver spoon.
But there's someone out there somewhere,
Some girl with my other side.
She won't know me, but she'll show me
How to treat another heart.
Life is bedlam if you let them
Kick and put you down.
They will race you, beat, disgrace you,
Push your face into the ground.
But you can get out of there somehow,
She will show you how it's done.
She's no lady, but she made me
Feel that I need a crown.
I'll repay her and convey her
my realities.
She'll respond with, condescend with
trivialities.
For she doesn't have to think of
For too long to read my mind.
She's a winner, no beginner,
She's a friend of mine.

. . .


Bad news, bad news,
Come to me where I sleep,
Turn, turn, turn again.
Sayin' one of your friends
Is in trouble deep,
Turn, turn to the rain
And the wind.

Tell me the trouble,
Tell me once to my ear,
Turn, turn, turn again.
Joliet prison
And ninety-nine years,
Turn, turn to the rain
And the wind.

Oh what's the charge
Of how this came to be,
Turn, turn, turn again.
Manslaughter
In the highest of degree,
Turn, turn to the rain
And the wind.

I sat down and wrote
The best words I could write,
Turn, turn, turn again.
Explaining to the judge
I'd be there on Wednesday night,
Turn, turn to the rain
And the wind.

Without a reply,
I left by the moon,
Turn, turn, turn again.
And was in his chambers
By the next afternoon,
Turn, turn to the rain
And the wind.

Could you tell me the facts?
I said without fear,
Turn, turn, turn again.
That a friend of mine
Should get ninety-nine years,
Turn, turn to the rain
And the wind.

A crash on the highway
Flew the car to a field,
Turn, turn, turn again.
There were four persons killed
And he was at the wheel,
Turn, turn to the rain
And the wind.

That may be true,
He's got a sentence to serve,
Turn, turn, turn again.
But ninety-nine years,
He just don't deserve,
Turn, turn to the rain
And the wind.

And at that the judge jerked forward
And his face it did freeze,
Turn, turn, turn again.
Sayin', "Could you kindly leave
My office now, please,"
Turn, turn to the rain
And the wind.

Well his eyes looked funny
And I stood up so slow,
Turn, turn, turn again.
With no other choice
Except for to go,
Turn, turn to the rain
And the wind.

I walked down the hallway
And I heard his door slam,
Turn, turn, turn again.
I walked down the courthouse stairs
And I did not understand,
Turn, turn to the rain
And the wind.

And I played my guitar
Through the night to the day,
Turn, turn, turn again.
And the only tune
My guitar could play
Was, "The old Cruel Rain
And the Wind."

. . .


Frank

Wondering and waiting, my back agaist the wall
Not a word that passed between us comes to recall
Just your shadow at the window as you pass on down the hall
You never wanted me and never knew me at all

I haven't any picture to set before my eyes
Nothing I can blame when the blues start to rise
Just the memory of laughter and a living out of lies
But if I could change my ways we would never have said goodbye

If you ever get the time, please think of me
It's a lock that can't be broken and there isn't any key
I'm only in your mind, only you can set me free
You can't hurt me anymore and it isn't hard to see

Someday, someone will leave you and I know you'll feel the same
But you'll mark it down to memory and a dream that never came
But there are no answers given when love is just a game
And you never wanted me and now I feel the same

. . .


In Nottamun Town, not a soul would look up
Not a soul would look up
Not a soul would look down
Not a soul would look up
Not a soul would look down
To show me the way to fair Nottamun Town

When the king and the queen and a company more
Were a-walking behind
And riding before
Come a stark naked drummer
A-beating the drum
With his hands on his bosom come marching along

Sat down on a hard, hard cold frozen stone
Ten thousand stood around me
Yet I was alone
Took my hat in my hands
For to keep my head warm
Ten thousand got drownded that never was born

In Nottamun Town, not a soul would look up
Not a soul would look up
Not a soul would look down
Not a soul would look up
Not a soul would look down
To show me the way to fair Nottamun Town

(instrumental)

. . .


How often she has gazed from castle windows all
And watched the daylight passing within her captive wall
With no one to heed her call

The evening hour is fading within the dwindling sun
And in a lonely moment, those embers will be gone
And the last of all the young birds flown

Her days of precious freedom, forfeited long before
To live such fruitless years behind a guarded door
But those days will last no more
Tomorrow, at this hour, she will be far away
Much farther than these islands, for the lonely Fotheringay

. . .


C'est pas que je te demande
De faire ce que tu n'as jamais fait
C'est seulement qu'il fait trop tard
Et il fait trop noir pour trouver la porte

Mais si tu dois partir, va t'en
Mais si tu dois partir, va t'en
Si non, tu dois rester la nuit

C'est pas que je te demande
De prendre part dans ce jeu
C'est seulement que je n'ai pas de montre
Et tu demandes toujours le par contre

Mais si tu dois partir, va t'en
Mais si tu dois partir, va t'en
Si non, tu dois rester la nuit

Tu sais j'aurais des cauchemars
Et aussi mauvaise conscience
Si je t'empèchais de faire
Ce que vraiment tu espères

Mais si tu dois partir, va t'en
Mais si tu dois partir, va t'en
Si non, tu dois rester la nuit

La, la, la......

Mais si tu dois partir, va t'en
Mais si tu dois partir, va t'en
Si non, tu dois rester la nuit

. . .


The baby that the preacher gave you in the Spring
Spent the winter with his finger in the undertaker's ring

Oh Cajun woman, some people still call you a queen
I don't believe you're sinking but look at all the trouble you've been

He grew up in the bayou with a bible ‘round his neck
He never loved a woman in the way you would expect

Oh Cajun woman, some people still call you a queen
I don't believe you're sinking but look at all the trouble you've been

Don't tell him 'bout his Father, don't tell him 'bout his name
The Gods won't get to Heaven if you crucify his brain

Oh Cajun woman, some people still call you a queen
I don't believe you're sinking but look at all the trouble you've been

Well it's welcome to the graveyard and welcome to the throne
Welcome to the orphanage where your family sit and moan
Welcome to the liquor store and welcome to the poor
Your momma never told you how lucky you are

Oh Cajun woman, some people still call you a queen
I don't believe you're sinking but look at all the trouble you've been

. . .


You must philosophise
But why must you bore me to tears?
You're red around the eyes
You tell me things no one else hears
You spend all your time crying
Crying the hours in tears
Crying the hours in tears
Come lend your time to me
And you will know that you are free
And when you look at me
Don't think you're owning what you see
For remember that you're free
And that's what you want to be
So just lend your time to me
You must philosophise
But why must you bore me to tears?
You're red around the eyes
You tell me things no one else hears
You spend all your time crying
Crying the hours in tears
Crying the hours in to ears

. . .


One evening as I rambled
among the leaves so green,
I overheard a young woman
converse with Reynardine.

Her hair was black, her eyes
were blue, her lips as red as wine,
And he smiled to gaze upon her,
did that sly, bold Reynardine.

She said, “Kind sir, be civil,
my company forsake,
For in my own opinion
I fear you are some rake.”

“Oh no,” he said, “no rake am I,
brought up in Venus' train,
But I'm seeking for concealment
all along the lonesome plain.”

“Your beauty so enticed me,
I could not pass it by
So it's with my gun I'll guard you
all on the mountain side.”

“And if by chance you should look
for me, perhaps you'll not me find,
For I'll be in my castle,
inquire for Reynardine.”

Sun and dark she followed him,
his teeth did brightly shine,
And he led her up a-the mountains,
did that sly, bold Reynardine.

. . .


I forbid you maidens all that wear gold in your hair
To travel to Carterhaugh for young Tam Lin is there

None that go by Carterhaugh but they leave him a pledge
Either their mantles of green or else their maidenhead

Janet tied her kirtle green a bit above her knee
And she's gone to Carterhaugh as fast as go can she

She'd not pulled a double rose, a rose but only two
When up then came young Tam Lin, says "Lady, pull no more"

"And why come you to Carterhaugh without command from me?"
"I'll come and go", young Janet said, "and ask no leave of thee"

Janet tied her kirtle green a bit above her knee
And she's gone to her father as fast as go can she

Well, up then spoke her father dear and he spoke meek and mild
"Oh, and alas, Janet," he said, "I think you go with child"

"Well, if that be so," Janet said, "myself shall bear the blame
There's not a knight in all your hall shall get the baby's name"

For if my love were an earthly knight as he is an elfin grey
I'd not change my own true love for any knight you have"

Janet tied her kirtle green a bit above her knee
And she's gone to Carterhaugh as fast as go can she

"Oh, tell to me, Tam Lin," she said, "why came you here to dwell?"
"The Queen of Faeries caught me when from my horse I fell

And at the end of seven years she pays a tithe to Hell
I so fair and full of flesh and feared it be myself

But tonight is Hallowe'en and the faerie folk ride
Those that would their true love win at Miles Cross they must bide

First let past the horses black and then let past the brown
Quickly run to the white steed and pull the rider down

For I'll ride on the white steed, the nearest to the town
For I was an earthly knight, they give me that renown

Oh, they will turn me in your arms to a newt or a snake
But hold me tight and fear not, I am your baby's father

And they will turn me in your arms into a lion bold
But hold me tight and fear not and you will love your child

And they will turn me in your arms into a naked knight
But cloak me in your mantle and keep me out of sight"

In the middle of the night she heard the bridle ring
She heeded what he did say and young Tam Lin did win

Then up spoke the Faerie Queen, an angry queen was she
"Woe betide her ill-fought face, an ill death may she die"

"Oh, had I known, Tam Lin," she said, "what this night I did see
I'd have looked him in the eyes and turned him to a tree"

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