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Kenny Rogers Album



1988
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W/ Dolly Parton

Baby, when I met you there was peace unknown
I set out to get you with a fine tooth co-omb
I was soft insi-ide, There was somethin' going o-o-on

You do something to me that I can't explain
Hold me closer and I feel no pain
Every beat of my hear-eart, We got something going o-o-on

Tender love is blind, It requires a dedication
All this love we feel, Needs no conversation
We ride it together, ah-ha-ah, Makin' love with each other, ah-ha-ah

Islands in the stream, That is what we are, No one in between
How can we be wrong, Sail away with me, To another world
And we rely on each other, ah-ha-ah, From one lover to another, ah-ha-ah

I can't live without you, if the love was gone
Everything is nothing if you got no one
And you did walk in the night, Slowly losing sight of the real thi-ing

But, that won't happen to us and we got no doubt
Too deep in love and we got no way out
And the message is clear, This could be the year for the real thi-ing

No more will you cry, Baby, I will hurt you never
We start and end as one, In love forever
We can ride it together, ah-ha-ah
Making love with each other, ah-ha-ah

Islands in the stream, That is what we are, No one in between
How can we be wrong, Sail away with me, To another world
And we rely on each other, ah-ha-ah, From one lover to another, ah-ha-ah

Sail away-ay
Oh come sail away-ay with me

Islands in the stream, That is what we are, No one in between
How can we be wrong, Sail away with me, To another world
And we rely on each other, ah-ha-ah, From one lover to another, ah-ha-ah

Islands in the stream, That is what we are, No one in between
How can we be wrong, Sail away with me, To another world
And we rely on each other, ah-ha-ah, From one lover to another, ah-ha-ah


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Girl, there are no words to say
what I feel in my heart
you, you're on my mind night and day
and it hurts me when we're apart
when you're not here by my side
there is nothing in this world for me.

I guess I'm crazy
crazy for you can't you see
although you may think it's crazy
here it's where I want to be
I will always need your love.

Well now, I can see every dream
when I look in your eyes
and though, things never are what they seem
there is one thing that I realize
that there's no doubt in my mind
we can make this love go on forever.

I guess I'm crazy
crazy for you can't you see
although you may think it's crazy
here it's where I'll always be
and I need you with me

Cos you are the dream
that finally came true in me
in all my life there'll be no one else
if I looked all my life
there could be no one else
and for the rest of my life

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Now if the aim in your life is to settle me down I couldn't change my point of
view
I got a lady in red at the back of my head but the woman in white is you
Do you wanna be the only one, fade away in the mornin' sun
I could love you all of my life, you are my wife, haven't I let you know-ow

We don't need no buried treasure, no buried treasure, we don't need it
We don't stand on ceremony but life is phony in spite of it
You can never be all you wanna be when you're searchin' for gold
We don't need no buried treasure, I've still got you (still got you, still got
you)
I've still got you in my sou-ou-oul

Well it's a long way down and you gotta get up, you gotta figure on a master
plan
You couldn't do it, if you don't get ready, you'll be beaten by the other man
Do you wanna be the last one in, play the game that you just don't win
I can see me makin' you cry, sayin' goodbye, but I could never let you go-o

We don't need no buried treasure, no buried treasure, we don't need it
We don't stand on ceremony but life is phony in spite of it
You can never be all you wanna be when you're searchin' for gold
We don't need no buried treasure, I've still got you (still got you, still got
you)
I've still got you in my sou-ou-oul

Well you're takin' my life in the palm of your hand, make you mine for another
day
Ain't nobody doesn't need anybody when the good times turn away
I don't wanna be the lonely one, fade away in the evenin' sun
I could love you all of my life, you are my wife, haven't I told you so-o

We don't need no buried treasure, no buried treasure, we don't need it
(Baby we don't need i-i-it)
We don't stand on ceremony but life is phony in spite of it
(In spite of i-i-it)
You can never be all you wanna be when you're searchin' for gold
We don't need no buried treasure, I've still got you (still got you, still got
you)
I've still got you in my sou-ou-oul
We don't need it, we don't need it

(We don't need no buried treasure) we don't need no buried treasure, we don't
need it
(Baby we don't need it)
We don't stand on ceremony but life is phony in spite of it
(We don't stand on ceremony in spite of it)
You can never be all you wanna be when you're searchin' for gold
(We don't need no buried treasure) We don't need no buried treasure
I've still got you (still got you) I've still got you in my sou-ou-oul
We don't need it, we don't need it
(We don't need no buried treasure) we don't need no buried treasure, we don't
need it
(Baby we don't need it)

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It's been a long time since I walked
Through this old town
But oh how the memories start to flow
And there's the old movie house
They finally closed it down
You could find me there every Friday night
Twenty years ago.

I worked the counter at the drugstore down the street
But nobody's left there I would know
On Saturday mornings that's where
All my friends would meet
You'd be surprised to know what a dime would buy
Twenty years ago.

All my memories from those days come gather round me
What I'd give if they could take me back in time
It almost seems like yesterday
Where do the good times go?
Life was so much easier twenty years ago.

I guess I should stop by Mr. Johnson's hardware store
His only son was my friend Joe
But he joined the army back in 1964
How could we know he would never come back

. . .


It was six in the morning
When I made the county line
There's someone I got to talk to
I can't get it off my mind

He's just a kid
And he's in a pretty rough spot
Two dimes to make a phone call
That's about all I've got

How's my boy today?
I know it's been three weeks
But you know how far I've got to go
To make those loose ends meet

How's your mama now
With her new live-in friend
Oh, how I hate the wounds
That never seem to mend

And he says I don't call him daddy
But he takes care of things
When you pick me up on Friday
Are you gonna bring me anything?
Oh, don't worry dad, ya know
It don't matter what we do
I don't call him daddy
He could never be like you
Never be like you

God bless their little hearts
They're the ones who really pay
When mom and dad can't get along
And go their separate ways

In a way I'm glad there's someone
There to fill the empty place
Tears of understanding
Streak down a dirty face

And he says I don't call him daddy
But he takes care of things
When you pick me up on Friday
Are you gonna bring me anything?
Oh, don't worry dad, ya know
It don't matter what we do
I don't call him daddy
He could never be like you
Never be like you, be like you
Be like you

He is quite a little man
Growing up as fast as he can
And I don't get to see him
Half as much as I had planned

There's so much I need to tell him
So precious little time
A little rain on the window
In a little wave goodbye

And he says I don't call him daddy
But he takes care of things
When you pick me up on Friday
Are you gonna bring me anything?
Oh, don't worry dad, ya know
It don't matter what we do
I don't call him daddy
He could never be like you
Never be like you

I don't call him daddy
But he takes care of things
When you pick me up on Friday
Are you gonna bring me anything?
Oh, don't worry dad, ya know
It don't matter what we do
I don't call him daddy
He could never be like you
Never be like you

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When tempting eyes across the road
Said to me I'd love to be with you
I'm not tempted for a moment
I just think about my woman
The baby calls me on the phone
Telling me I need to hurry home
Well the hurrying is easy
Because she's waiting up
With all the love I need

I prefer the moonlight
The one right little lady by my side
That's what I like
I prefer a late drive down the turn park
With the moonlight shining so brightly
Got her by my side
That's what I'd like
I prefer the moonlight

I prefer playing quiet song
She's a mother love her daughter
Moonlight dances on the water
The moon is full and so am I
I look at her and feel like I could cry
But my tears contain no sorrow
Because I know
She'll wake up by my side tomorrow

Morning, noon and night
When the feeling comes so right
Somewhere in some sky

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Factory

[No lyrics]

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SHE'S READY FOR SOMEONE TO LOVE HER
WRITERS CHARLIE BLACK, JERRY GILLESPIE, TOMMY ROCCO


Her heart has had more knocks than a gypsy's tambourine
Yet it's worth more gold than any man has ever seen
And although no one has fallen for her like she's fallen for them
She says her heart isn't broken, it's only broken in
She's ready for someone to love her
Someone to hold her tight
Some to curl up next to when her feet get cold at night
She's weathered the whirlwind romance
Stood through the one-night stands
She's ready for someone to love her
Who'll be the lucky man
Well she has had her fill of those unfulfilling men
You know the kind that come calling never to call back again
Oh she's bound and determined not to be fooled anymore
And poor thing she'll keep that promise
The same way she kept it before
She's ready for someone to love her
Someone to hold her tight
Some to curl up next to when her feet get cold at night
She's weathered the whirlwind romance
Stood through the one-night stands
She's ready for someone to love her
Who'll be the lucky man
She's ready for someone to love her
Someone to hold her tight
Some to curl up next to when her feet get cold at night
She's weathered the whirlwind romance
Stood through the one-night stands
She's ready for someone to love her
Who'll be the lucky man
You know she's ready for someone to love her

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Don't call her up, anymore
'Cause I don't wanna hear your voice
I don't wanna see your face answer her door.
Make no mistake, she's mine, she's mine.

She only knows how I feel
I only know what she's like when she needs me
Oh, how she needs me deep in the night
Make no mistake, she's mine, no, she's mine.

Don't get too close when you dance
'Cause I don't wanna hear from my friends
You were out on the town
With her in your arms.

Don't include her in your dreams
'Cause I don't wanna close my eyes
No, I don't wanna know where she goes
Each night when she leaves
Make no mistake, she's mine, no, she's mine.

Don't call her up, anymore...

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(Dave Loggins)

Here it's seven in the am, 
It's gonna take more then wakin" to rise me
I wake up with this need again
But feel the love of the woman beside me
It's just one of those days
When I wana lay here with her
And love her before I leave
And listen to the rain fall up on the roof
and the thunder sounds like horses hooves

Oh I listen to her breathe 
And it makes me wana wake her up
And tell her that I'm on fire
With morning desire

It looks like I'm gonna be late again
And I need to get up and get movin'
And I'm tryin'
But the longer I keep stalling
The more I think about callin' in and lying here
It's just one of those days
When I wana stay here with her
And watch her while she sleeps
And listen to the rain fall up on the roof
and the thunder sounds like horses hooves

Oh I listen to her breathe 
And it makes me wana wake her up
And tell her that I'm on fire
With morning desire

Well I love to hear the rain fallin' on the roof
and the thunder sounds like horses hooves

Oh I listen to her breathe 
And it makes me wana wake her up
And tell her that I'm on fire
With morning desire


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