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And they never would come down

Turn around and hold me
I'd like to see your face alone
I'm hoping there's someone home

[Instrumental Acoustic Guitar
Pre>this is reported to be played with open tuning but what tuning
Exactly I don't know. I have created a simple version which
Gets me by. it
One, two, look at you
Three, four, she locked the door
I keep knockin' and knockin' and knockin' and knockin'

She was born in Paris
At the age of 21
acoustic guitar 
DAVE BROWN: electric guitar 
ERIC RIEBLING: bass 
RAY DEFADE: drums 
JOHN BURGH: hammond b3, piano
so wide awake
And when that board creaks in the hallway, I can see my mind about to break
Lying here without you the silence is so loud that I can't
It's a little bit lonely down here 
It's a little bit faint without you near 
Without you near 

It's a little bit lonely down here 
It's
It's a little bit lonely down here 
It's a little bit faint without you near 
Without you near 

It's a little bit lonely down here 
It's
the door: a guided tour; what we came here for
One: don't let the sun go down on
Two: love, but are undone by
Three: whose name is...
I won't even start
Muzak version of James Taylor's big hit, 
Called "Fire and Rain" was playing as you crouched down and tearfully kissed me, 
And I thought, "Damn, what
At first I was afraid I was petrified
Kept thinkin' I could never live without you by my side
But then I spent so many nights
Thinkin' how you did
kill under-covers down here we can't stand em.
Fill up the door panels and stuff the floor boards,
I can fit a hundred in a Honda Accord.
Blood
sorrow followed by pain
Nothing's changed here without you
I start every day the same

I see your sweet lips softly kiss me goodbye
I taste the salt
whispering so she can't overhear you telling me
You still want me desperately
What about a knock on the door at 3 AM
Don't have to hear your voice
To know
sore
Everybody knows behind the closed doors
Kick down the doors, kick down the doors 

I believe in justice
I believe in vengeance
I believe in
Open the door, Richard
Open the door and let me in 
Open the door, Richard 
Richard, why don't you open that door

I met old zeke standing
Open the door, Richard
Open the door and let me in 
Open the door, Richard 
Richard, why don't you open that door

I met old zeke standing
We met in a place I used to go
Now I just walk by it for show
Can't bear to go in without you now
Wish I could
Wish I could

But Annie is
surprise at all

No one here can recognize you
Here is everything that you like
Feelings without explanations
Somethings are hard to describe
The sound
the docks and the Badlands meet

This Halloween is something to be sure
Especially to be here without you

There's a Greta Garbo and an Alfred Hitchcock
Let them burn across your face
As you keep smiling inside
You cannot be afraid of your destiny
All the walls you've built around
Without me right by
of the dark was suddenly heard
Welcome to the Home by the Sea

Coming out the woodwork, through the open door
Pushing from above and below
Shadows without
One, and here comes the two to the three and four
Then I drop the beat I have in store
Lay dynamics on the top like a rug
Make it sound smooth
they spin, you freeze in ya souped up paint clean
Fifties, amps, six by nines and thangs
Comin down the block, let my sub straight bang
Like, "Fuck
I'd be saying this here in country music.
We be no stars, imagine be-Boying over acoustic guitars,
Not the sixteen bars. 
FEEL ME!
The art of sampling
be call out, and rob your son and daughter
Lintballz in my pocket and yours is real lumby
Nah, Lay Down, gimme what you got G
Split the pie three ways,