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I'm gonna open up the window and let in October
And roll up my sleeves in the rain

Roll out on the freeway with a heart a little harder
Breezes
I believe in.

Alabama soft-spoken blues again,
Alabama soft-spoken blues again.
Early morning fog is rolling in,
Time for leaving.

Alabama
October was a drag
Damn it all
You and I were fools
Overcast and sad
Winter blues
Allowing us to cool
When it's I know all I want to do
Resort
Yeah most of all
I love
You
You
I love the tree's of gold
Against the blue
October sky
I love to feel the sea
Runnin' over my feet
As the waves
From a shack by a mountain stream 
To a room in New Orleans 
So far from my Blue Ridge Mountain home 
The men I meet ain't warm and friendly
How can there be trouble in this world? 
With the color in these hills, the blue October sky, 
this little road that winds along the river. 
Dusty
Her hair was golden brown and she wore blue jeans
And she told me that she cried a lot
I told her not to worry 'bout the little things
Our
(Dolly Parton)

From a shack by a mountain stream 
To a room in New Orleans 
So far from my Blue Ridge Mountain home 
The men I meet ain't warm
Beck here the leaves are turning
On me just like you
Change is full of color
And it's anything but blue

I thought that I'd stop living
Without
Looking out the window at the clouds flying by
I wonder if You moved them with a thought or with a breath
And as they pass, I see the beauty
Standing by the highway
Just waiting in the rain
Standing by the highway
Just waiting in the rain

October sun is shining
These tears they
fling?
Oh, this thing we have, will it mean anything?
Oh, when October rolls around, will you sober up and let me down?
Will you sober up and let me?

Out

Please

U2

Pop

U2

1997

Your catholic blues
Your convent shoes
Your stick on tattoos
Now they're making the news
Your holy war
Your northern star
Your sermon on the mount
keep you stole 

Your catholic blues 
Your convent shoes 
Your stick on tattoos 
Now they're making the news 
Your holy war 
Your northern star
Nineteen hundred seventy three
My second cousin Calvin and me
We loaded down his old blue green Corvair
And headed for the State Fair

Was mid
strived the valley sides
Reached the bright blue castle
It appeared in defiant solitude
Spreading scraps of paint
Out on the October sky surface
From inside
standing by the live oak tree, in our yard on Canyon Lake
And I'm driving under miles and miles of clear blue Texas skies
Some strangers in a pick-up truck,
Hear him on the radio
See him on the news
See him on the TV
Hear him sing the blues
Welcome to his nightmare
He's been fit to kill

Death my
you good news every time they wished me luck
And now I'm passing by the brakeman who says just wait and see
He only knows that he's best to believe
He
T-Bone Steak Blues Trk 6 Dsc 1 3:40 
Sleepy John Estes
(John Adams Estes)
James 'Yank' Rachell - Vocal & mandolin
Sleepy John Estes - guitar
It was the morning of October 6th, 1960
I was wearing my brown suit
Preparing to leave the house of D.
Shook some hands then adios Brooklyn amigos
Davis - piano, Big Bill Broonzy - guitar
Willie Dixon sb and Charles Saunders - drums
September 19, 1947
Album: Complete Recorded Works Vol 5
October 19,
Standing by the highway
Just waiting in the rain
Standing by the highway
Just waiting in the rain

October sun is shining
These tears they cause
Friday night butterflies,
Like clockwork they'd arrive...
A little chill and the October sky.
Nervous till the kickoff game,
Four quarters win
flames, October ashes
Southern skin and blue jean flashes
Strike a match and light a memory
We never said goodbye, we let it fly into thin air
Tonight I'm