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Far East and Far Out: Council Meeting in Japan (The Style Council) · Far In, Far Out Worlds of Shelley Hirsch (Shelley Hirsch) · Far Far North (Einherjer) · Down Down Down (Lollipop) · From the Far East to Down South with Love (Rag Pickers of Tokyo) · Far Away, Down on a Georgia Farm (Norman Blake) · Down the Line (Mickey Gilley) · Straight Down the Line (Return) · Down the Line: Rarities (Buddy Holly) · Down the Line (Bobby Vee) – and 90 other albums »


And the hope far away, hold the line
We'll survive
So let's just smile through the rain
Through the heartache and pain
Hold the line we'll survive
We'll Survive
to the Texas line
Highway miles, they go by so slow
She's waitin' down the road from El Paso
How much further do I have to go
How far to Waco

Stopped
There's a goldmine in the sky far away
We will find it, you and I, some sweet day
There'll be clover just for you down the line
Where the skies
There's a goldmine in the sky far away
We will find it, you and I, some sweet day
There'll be clover just for you down the line
Where the skies
the chemicals
That help you through the day
Step outside your door
Do we all look the same?
No one says a word

We all get by
Above the lights
And it seems so far
Well, it's a rainy night in Paris,
And I'm sitting by the Seine,
It's a pleasure to be soaking in the European rain,
Now my belly's full of fancy
Little red caboose behind the train

Flying down the line, line, line, line
Always on time, time, time, time
Little red caboose behind the train
and frees up the memory of everything so far behind

Second chances, still waiting
Second chance is still waiting there for me

I count down the miles,
the bill for some time

Step by step and line by dotted line
Well I haven't bought the farm yet
But I'm not that far behind
I've got one more payment
that you fight it
The further down you're knocked

Humbled by the fall
You're humbled, humbled
I wasn't the first one on my knees
Get in line, you
She threw down her golden band 
Crushed it with her feet into the sand 
Took her silent partner by the hand 
Yeah yeah ooh yeah yeah 

Somewhere
out on the highway flyin' by me
Headlights and tail lights are all i could see
Down at the junction another flies by
They come and go in the blink
Once upon a time there was an engineer.
Drove a locomotive both far and near.
Accompanied by a monkey that would sit on a stool
Watching
to them

That train's just movin' on down the line
Leavin' people who ever did fall behind
And you wanna begin somewhere
But you'll always take a chance out
line
(Manhattan fault line)
Manhattan fault line
(Manhattan fault line)
Manhattan fault line ?
Will take us down with it someday

The boxes were
the best part of a romance novel
Writing our story, mama, line by line
See how it might feel like trouble
Staring down the barrel of a heart like mine
I got the blues from my baby 
Down by the San Francisco bay,
The ocean liner's gone so far away
Didn't mean to treat her so bad, 
She was
follow the tides
Down my song lines far and wide
The world to me should still be free and wild
Yes, I follow the tides
Give me more, big blue rides
Little red caboose behind the train

Flying down the line, line, line, line
Always on time, time, time, time
Little red caboose behind the train
I got the blues for my baby left me by the San Francisco Bay, 
The ocean liner's gone so far away. 
Didn't mean to treat her so bad, she was
Come on boy, I want to dance now
Line by line we talk all night, yeah

Hold me down, I think I'm flying
Everybody's eyes are shining
Runaway
Words and Music by Michael Reynolds 
Well there's a black train a rolling through the hills of Tennessee
Taking my baby so far away from me
Oh
the mountains
Aphrodisiac to pull me west again

Tire this hidden cave to jagged line and step inside it
And line by line it's written, 
Your blood will
Lifting the mask from from a local clown
Feeling down like him
Seeing the light in a station bar
And travelling far in sin
Sailing downstairs
far can't be retraced
There is no punch line anybody can tack on
There are loose ends by the score
What did I come down here for?
You
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