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(Written by Danny Kirwan)
I've got things to do
I move everyday
I hope you don't mind
'Cause I'm goin' your way
You've got things to do
You move everyday
I hope you don't mind
'Cause I'm coming your way
You've got things to do
You move everyday
I hope you don't mind
'Cause I'm coming your way
I've got things to do
I move everyday
I hope you don't mind
'Cause I'm coming your way
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Now it's the same as before
and I'm alone again
With no sorrow for myself
And I'm blaming no one else
And closing my eyes
And seeing you standing there
Now it's the same as before
You've touched me with your love
And though you're in my heart
We're still a world apart
As now I'm back to the time
Where I would search for a dream
But no use to try anymore as before
Someday I'll die, and maybe then I'll be with you
So I'm closing my eyes
To hear the people laugh
For they're all aglow
Not knowing where to go
But is it asking too much
When the question is what to do
With the life I'll have
It seems I know nothing now
Except my love for you
And the strength in my hands
To go on feeding your smile
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(Written by Danny Kirwan)
When you say
That you know
Of all the good times to come
When you say
That there'll alway be
You and me
When I say
That I know
Of all the good time to come
When you say
That there'll always be
You and me
La la la la la la
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When you say
That you know
Of all the good times to come
When you say
That there'll alway be
You and me
When I say
That I know
Of all the good time to come
When you say
That there'll always be
You and me
La la la la la la
La la la la la la
La la la la la la
La la la la la la
La la la la la la
La la la la la la
La la la la la la
La la la la la la
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(Written by Peter Green)
Tell me anybody
Now do you really give a damn for me
I said tell me anybody
Do you really give a damn for me
Oh 'cause I just got to tell you
About a thing that's bothering me
I was a rambling pony
I would roll, I would roll
I would roll from town to town
I was a rambling pony
I would roll from town to town
Yes just looking for a sweet woman
And making my love come on down
If I need anybody
Baby I would take you home with me
If I need anybody
Baby I would take you, Baby I would take you
Baby I would take you home with me
Whoa but I don't need nobody
I don't anybody but him and me
And you're sitting there so green
Believe me man I'm just the same as you
I said you're sitting there so green
Believe me man I'm just the same as you
You want me to make a last cry I'll be satisfied
And that's exactly what I mean to do
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(Written by Danny Kirwan)
Help me baby
Help me take my blues away
Help me baby
Help me take my blues away
Wake up one morning
Feel good one sunny day
Times I've wondered
Why it is a lonesome day
Times I've wondered
Why it is a lonesome day
I see you walking
See you walking away
All I want from you
Is more then I can do
There's one thing that I know
I'll never let you go
Although the people say
I shouldn't treat you this way
Help me baby
Help me take my blues away
Wake up one morning
Feel good one sunny day
All I want from you
Is more then I can do
There's one thing that I know
I'll never let you go
Although the people say
I shouldn't treat you this way
Help me baby
Help me take my blues away
Wake up one morning
Feel good one sunny day
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(Written by Danny Kirwan)
Although the sun is shining
high above
There's one thing on my mind
you my love
I see a weeping willow
in the park
Like this there's sadness growing
in my heart
When we're together
We will never part
And if you leave me
It'll break, it'll break my heart
break:
When we're together
We will never part
And if you leave me
It'll break, it'll break my heart
Although the sun is shining
high above
There's one thing on my mind
you my love
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(written by Peter Green)
Baby, if you got to rock
I got to be your rockin' horse
Baby, think you'd like to roll
Maybe your diggin' it more
They're shakin' the world
When it's time to crash
But when I get home tonight
I guess I got to shake myself
You need some love
You must have the blues
Ain't but the one thing
A good man can do
He do the shake
The rattlesnake shake
Man, do the shake
Yes, and jerk away the blues
Now, jerk it
Break:
Now, I know this guy
His name is mick
Now, he don't care when he ain't got no chick
He do the shake
The rattlesnake shake
Yes, he do the shake
And jerks away the blues
Now, jerk it
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(Written by Danny Kirwan)
I'm crazy for my baby
But my baby she don't love me
I'm so lonely babe
I'm so lonely babe
No I can't live without you babe
I'm so lonely babe
I woke up last night
Found she was gone
I woke up last night
Found she was gone
I'm so lonely babe
I'm so lonely babe
No I can't live without you babe
I'm so lonely babe
I woke up last night
Found she was gone
I woke up last night
Found she was gone
I'm so lonely babe
I'm so lonely babe
No I can't live without you babe
I'm so lonely babe
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(Written by Danny Kirwan)
She's got so much blues
Her best friend can't help her
Her best friends a woman
How can a woman help her
Woman's got the blues
She just feels like crying
She just feels like dying
Woman's got the blues
She just feels like dying
She just feels like dying
Woman's got the blues
Womans got the blues
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(Written by Peter Green)
So many nights I lay awake
Can't sleep
I lay here thinkin' 'bout a woman
I used to love
Can't sleep but no good to count sheep
I'll just count the worries
That I've got plenty of
And how many times
Must I be the fool
Before I can make it
Oh Make it on home
I've got to find a place to sing my words
Is there nobody listening to my song?
You talk about a life
Been searching for the key
But can't find an answer
To comfort me
I ask myself about love
Can't even find the door
To take me to a place
I've never seen before
But how many times
Must I be the fool
Before I can make it
Oh make it on home
I've got to find a place to sing my words
Is there nobody listening to my song?
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