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It's All About (1967)
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Ian

Come to my door, baby
Face is clean and shining black as night
Mama went to answer you know
Said you looked so fine
Now I can understand your tears and your pain
She called you girl instead of your name
When she wouldn't let you inside
When she turned and said
"But honey, she's not our kind"

She says I can't see you anymore, baby
Can't see you anymore

Walk me down to school, baby
People acting like they're deaf and blind
'Til they turn and say
"Why don't you stick to your own kind"
My teachers laugh, their smirking stares
Cutting deep down in our affairs
Preachers of equality
They said believe it
Then why won't they just let us be?

She said I can't see you anymore, baby
I can't see you anymore

One of these days I'm gonna stop my listening
Gonna raise my head up high
One of these days I'm gonna spread
My glistening wings and fly
But that day will have to wait for a while
Baby, I'm only society's child
When we're older, things may change
But for now that's the way they must remain

I say I can't see you anymore, baby
I can't see you anymore
I can't see you anymore, baby
I can't see you anymore

. . .


Grosvenor-Miller-Wright

Turning around, coming up from the town
In which you found me
Filled with delusions and self-persecutions around me
Somebody got to say hello (I need somebody)
Somebody wanted me to know that you wanted to be what I'm needing and
Love really changed me
Love really changed me

So be gone all the wrong
??????? desire for me
I belong to a wiser man inside of me
We love another
Really ???? like me

Racing the feet
How's the man that is weak getting stature?
Chasing a rainbow
How few really see that they catch her
Somebody took my fear from me (I need somebody)
Somebody showed me just how free I could be
I'm in sea of tranquility
Love really changed me
Love really changed me

Take me…

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Grosvenor-Harrison-Miller-Wright

Somebody broke the garden gate
The insect fighter came too late
The foot that set upon the door
Have turned the raven's "evermore" (???)

And here I lived so well before it died

The flower blooming every day
Has let the weeds come out to play
The gables reaching for the sky
Just sit on top and don't know why

And here I lived so well before it died
It died...it died

The tree that used to hold a swing
Can barely hold the lettering
Describing what the property can be

So this one (unwanted???) plot (???)
Soon to be erected on the spot -
A seven storey parking lot

And here it lived so well before I died

Ohh..someone broke the garden gate
Ohh..insect fighter came too late
Ohh..?????????????? (???)
Ohh..close that garden gate

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Dylan

Too much of nothing can make a man ill at ease
One man's temper rises while another man's temper might freeze
Now in the day of confession, we cannot mock a soul
Oh, when there's too much of nothing, no one has control.

Say hello to Valerie, say hello to Vivian
Give her all my salary on the waters of oblivion.

Well, now too much of nothing can cause a man to weep
He can walk the streets and like most and boast of what he'd like to keep
But it's all been done before, it's all been written in the book
And where there's too much of nothing, nobody should look.

Say hello to Valerie, say hello to Vivian
Give her all my salary on the waters of oblivion.

Now too much of nothing can make a man a liar
It can cause some man to sleep on nails, it can cause others to eat fire
Everybody's doin' somethin', I heard it in a dream
But when there's too much of nothing, it just makes a fella mean.

Say hello to Valerie, say hello to Vivian
Give her all my salary on the waters of oblivion.

. . .


Wright

Hold me tight the time is right
crazy dreams and mind-blowing schemes will get you
yeah

People talking bad to her
sitting on the block without any love
somewhere

It's time to let your mind play again
it's your heart just let mind play again

CHORUS

Sunshine help me
sunshine help me
help me take the strain away

Sunshine help me
sunshine help me
help me take the strain away

Is it true that I been wrong about the things
you always thought were innocent
People always going round putting me down

It's time to let your mind play again
its your heart let your mind take it

CHORUS

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Miller-Wright

It's all about a roundabout
Some swinging in, some swinging out
Some just slip and fall
Some don't swing at all.

Ain't you feelin' better, gettin' it together
Speeding off to bed, floatin' like a feather
You finally worked it out, you follow what it's all about

It's all about a roundabout
Some swinging in, some swinging out
Some just slip and fall
Some don't swing at all.

Ain't you feelin' better, gettin' it together
Running to and from, floatin' like a feather
Finally you see how it's got to be

Ain't you feelin' better, floatin' like a feather
Racing off to bed, gettin' it together
Finally you see how it's got to be
It's just you and me, swinging from a tree
Digging what we see, feelin' crisp(?) and free
In security, totally carefree, that's the way to be (...fading)

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Loudermilk

I was born in a dump
Mama died and my daddy got drunk
He left me there to die or grow
In this place called Tobacco Road

I grew up in a rusty shack
All I own was hangin' on my back
Lord knows how I loathe
This place called Tobacco Road

But it's home, yeah
The only life that I've ever known
I used to livin' that way, baby, and it's price of you
But I Love you 'cause you're my own

I'm gonna leave get a job
With the help and grace from above
Save my money get rich I know
In this place called Tobacco Road

Bring Dynamite and a crane
Blow it up and start all over again
Build a town I'll be proud to show
And keep the name of Tobacco Road

But it's home
The only life that I've ever known
I used to livin' that way, and it's price of you
But I Love you 'cause you're my own

Tobacco Road, Tobacco Road, Tobacco Road

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Miller-Wright

Take a longing for the someone
To fill an empty space inside
Add moments of infatuation
Together with an empty pride

You play hide-and-seek upon the wall
While your heart is bouncing like a ball
And you think you've finally found it all
But you didn't know
The gloom is taking away the glow

And it hurts you so
It hurts you so
And it hurts you so
It hurts you so
And it hurts you so
Lord, how it hurts you so

It's my way of thinking (my way…thinking)
Is it right or is it wrong? (Is it wrong?)
But life has no color (Life…color)
No flavor, no soul
Ah-h-h-h

After having more than taste it
What regret for years that wasted
You've come from deep inside the row
And leave behind your empty show

So you tell yourself you're not to blame
And that everything is still the same
There's another face, another name
But you cry, you cry for the loneliness deep inside

And it hurts you so
It hurts you so
And it hurts you so
It hurts you so
And it hurts you so
Lord, how it hurts you so
And it hurts you so
It hurts you so
Lord, how it hurts you so
Oh, it hurts you so
And it hurts you so
Oh, it hurts you so

. . .


Miller-Wright

Have you sick of loving?
That's quite all right
You try to kick affection
With all your mind
I heard it, did you in, girl?
It wasn't right
And all because of him, girl
??????????????

But if you want some loving
So hold it so tight
Forget it, I've got it
So get it wide and get it right
And if you need somebody
To love you tonight
Come on, step in my direction
Girl, I'm hungry for affection

I will give you loving
And more than that
You know my loving
Is where it's at
And where it's at, girl,
Is here with me
That's a fact, girl
I guarantee

And if you want some loving
So hold it so tight
Forget it, I've got it
So get it wide and get it right
And if you need somebody
To love you tonight
Come on, step in my direction
Girl, I'm hungry for affection
Get up and get together
Forever

Forget it, I've got it
So get it wide and get it right
Repeat to fade

. . .


Grosvenor-Wright

Watching pretty bubbles
Giving pleasure to the young
Watching as they popping
Disappearing, lot of fun
It's only soapy water
Giving bubbles to your eyes
When they disappear
Lots of children watch it fly

This windy feeling falling round me
See them whirl
This windy feeling falling round me
And I know (Finally discover what it means to be brother
Or love for each other we can find in the mind of the young)

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