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Still Stills: The Best Of Stephen Stills (1976)
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If you're down and confused
And you don't remember who you're talking to
Concentration slip away
Because your baby is so far away

Well, there's a rose in the fisted glove
And the eagle flies with the dove
And if you can't be with the one you love, honey
Love the one you're with
Love the one you're with
Love the one you're with
Love the one you're with

Don't be angry, don't be sad
And don't sit crying over good times you had
There's a girl right next to you
And she's just waiting for something to do

And there's a rose in the fisted glove
And eagle flies with the dove
And if you can't be with the one you love, honey
Love the one you're with
Love the one you're with
Love the one you're with
Love the one you're with

Do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do
Do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do
Do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do
Do do do, do do do

Love the one you're with
Love the one you're with
Love the one you're with
Love the one you're with

Turn your heartache right into joy
She's a girl and you're a boy
Get it together, make it nice
Ain't gonna need any more advice

And there's a rose in the fisted glove
And eagle flies with the dove
And if you can't be with the one you love, honey
Love the one you're with
Love the one you're with
Love the one you're with
Love the one you're with

Do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do
Do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do
Do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do
Do do do, do do do

. . .


(does it? No. Thank you, I was beginning to worry)
Fallin' and spinnin'
Losin' and winnin'
Keepin' my head
Watchin' for signals
wearysome vigil (??? That's what Stevie wrote!)
Was I misled
I remember you said that you
Don't want to forget me
It doesn't matter
Which of our fantasies fled
Every tomorrow
Lookin' to borrow
A piece of today
Run a bit faster
Here comes the catcher
Makin' his play
You had better not stay
You will soon be surrounded
It doesn't matter
Which of our fantasies fled
Lonely and winsome
Calling for someone
Living right now
Something is shallow
Ugly and hollow
Doesn't even allow
You to want to know how you might
Live for the living and
Give for the giving. Living
Moment by moment
One day at a time
It doesn't matter
It's nothin' but dreamin' any how

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We are not helpless, we are men
What lies between us
It can be set aside and ended
Ev'ryday we learn more how to hate
Shut the door
And then we tell ourselves we can't relate
Only to the ones who are the same
Yet even they are diff'rent
And ever so they shall remain
All are strangers, all are friends
All are brothers, brothers
Open up, my friend, and learn to hear
For even lying
When it has nothing you should fear
If you cannot let yourself be known
By anyone
Then you are hiding and not whole
All are strangers, all are friends
All are brothers, brothers
We, your children, we would ask you all
Please do not hide your eyes
And listen when we call
We will whisper, shout or make a scene
We are the answer
For we can live the peace we dream
All are strangers, all are friends
All are brothers, oh yeah, oh yeah
Yes, America's children
Are askin' ev'rybody some questions about how it is
Yes, America's children
Are makin' it hard to look them in the eyes
America's children
Are makin' it hard to live lies, you know, whoa, it is
And America's children
Are diggin' that ev'rywhere children
Are diggin' we live on the earth
We live on the earth, we live on the earth right now
Yes, and it's right on, children of the earth, and it's right on
Children of the earth, and it's right on
Children of the earth and it's right on, right on, yeah
This is what has made our nation free
For life is change
And only blind men cannot see
The new order is upon us now
It is the children
They have the wisdom to be free
All are strangers, all are friends
All are brothers

. . .


Can I get through to you now, can I, Marianne
What are you trying to do now, come on, Marianne
Ain't no use in conversation
Poor little girl, you're out of this world, Marianne

Everyone seems to think you're too much, Marianne
Everyone seems to think they know you, Marianne
Why you don't even know yourself
Poor little girl, you're out of this world, Marianne
Wake up, Marianne

Ooh, I can tell you're a sweet little heartbreaker, Marianne
Don't mind me, but I think I'll see you later, Marianne
Don't you go flip out, trip out, skip out
Poor little girl, you're out of this world, Marianne

Wake up, wake up, wake up
Are you afraid of the shakeup
There's a better things you can take up
Wake up, Marianne
Wake up, Marianne
Wake up, Marianne
Ooh, Marianne
Ooh

. . .


Just as everythings going fine
Lose my grip and slide
Bounce the rock and catch the ball bound to fall
Fall stumble or toe the line
See my face and hide
Catch the tears I've cried
From reality it seems I've strayed
Tired of all the silly games I play
From reality it seems I've strayed
Tired of all the silly games I play
Just as everythings going fine
See my life in rhyme
Hear my hand slip from the wall bound to fall
Fall, stumble and reaching blind
Oh, how hard I've tried
Possibly I've died

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Don't look now
Don't heed the warning
It's really of no concern

Don't mind the sound
They're only just bombing
Anything left to burn

Isn't it about time
Isn't it about time we learned
Isn't it about time
Isn't it about time we learned

Fire flood familiar famine
The jungle so far away
Blood baked into blackened soil
How many tons a day

Isn't it about time
Isn't it about time we learned
Isn't it about time
Isn't it about time we learned
Isn't it about time
Isn't it about time we learned
Isn't it about time
Isn't it about time we learned

Why
Does it have to take so long
Is it easy not to care
Seems to me that
Enemies are fantasies
Somebody else's living nightmare

Who gonna live
Who gonna die
Do you want to know

Does it give you
A sense of power
To say yes or no

Isn't it about time
Isn't it about time we learned
Isn't it about time
Isn't it about time we learned

. . .


All of the ladies attending the ball
Are requested to gaze
In the faces found on the dance cards
Please then remember and don't get too close
To one special one
He will take your defenses and run

So we change partners
Time to change partners
You must change partners
Again

This is how most of our ladies grew up
At the country club dances
They learned how to handle the boys
Gently but firmly, they learned to say no
There were four more young men
Who were waiting in the color and the noise

So we change partners
Time to change partners
You must change partners
Again

All of the ladies attending the ball
Are requested to gaze
In the faces found on the dance cards
Please then remember and follow your list
'Cause the dear things get hurt
And the broken hearts make you feel hard

So we change partners
Time to change partners
You must change partners
Again

. . .


Think I'll go back home
Think I'll go back home
Think I'll go back home
Back where I belong
Think I'll go back home
Nothin' for me here
Nothin' for me here, child, no there ain't
Nothin' for me here
People trapped by fear
And you can't get near
Lived with you I felt
Lived with you I felt, child
Lived with you I felt
I was by myself
I was someone else
Babe, come home with me
Babe, come home with me now
Babe, come home with me
And I'll make you see
Yes, I'm gonna set you free
When I woke up this morning
I found that I was alone, yeah
Till I called your number
They told me there's no one home again
Baby, what does it mean?
Is it like it seems?

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There's a place
I can get to
Where I'm safe
>From the city blues
And its green
And its quiet
Only trouble was
I had to buy it
And I'll do anything I got to do >
Cut my hair and shine my shoes > chorus
And keep on singin' the blues >
If I can stay here in Johnny's garden >
As the swift bird
Flies over the grasses
Dipping now and then
To take his breakfast
Thus I come and go
And I travel
And I can watch that bird
And unravel
chorus --
With his love
And his carin'
He puts his life
Into beauty sharin'
And his children
Are his flowers
There to give us peace
In quiet hours
chorus --

. . .


Lookout mama
Its comin to you
I can't tell you
What you gonna do
Rock and roll crazies
Get you right down
Make you feel so tough
Your feet leave the ground

Lookout mama don't you go too far >
Don't you get hung up bein' no rock and roll star > chorus
You find out it's easy to lose your way >
Catch yourself practicin' bein' shallow every day yeah >

Don't wanna tell you
How to run your scene
I only can tell you
What happened to me
Keep you eyes open
Keep a clear head
The woman inside you
Might wind up dead

chorus --

Girl I love you-oo-ooh
Yes I was taken
After it'd been a while
Wondered was I mistaken

Only my foolish pride
Sensibilities shakin'
Picking up piece by piece
You say I was shaken

Musica latina es cuban bluegrass

If I could thank you now
Feeling musch smoother
If I could just be here
Make it much cooler

Dale su alma bien
Por la descarga
Nada importa pues
En lo que hagas

. . .


When I get restless, what can I do?
When I need someone, I think about you
I got to move on, not fade away
I'm only just growing a little each day

(Hold it) I got to quit this runnin' 'round
(Hold it) Never gonna get rid of these blues
(Hold it) I got to find somebody to love
(Hold it) Slow me down, yeah

(My, what a time) Look out, now
(Sit yourself down, take a look around)
(Sit yourself down, take a look around)
(Sit yourself down, take a look around)
(Sit yourself down, take a look around)

When I get older, mellowed down
Get myself settled on a patch of ground
Takin' it easy, live every day
Me and the raven, we make our way

(Hold it) I got to quit this runnin' 'round
(Hold it) Never gonna get rid of these blues
(Hold it) I got to find somebody to love
(Hold it) Let me slow me down, yeah

(My, what a time) Look out
(Sit yourself down, take a look around)
(Sit yourself down, take a look around)
(Sit yourself down, take a look around)
(Sit yourself down, take a look around)

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