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Albums:

Movin'/Movin' on Broadway (Kay Starr) · Everybody Movin' (Bob Sinclar) · Keep It Movin' (Bullet) · Movin' Up (Inaya Day) · Movin' Up (The Frank & Joe Show) · Keep Movin' On (Sam Cooke) · The Best of Brass Construction: Movin' & Changin' (Brass Construction) · Don't Stop Movin' (S Club) · Movin' on a Groove: Blues & Soul Situation (Barbara Lynn) · Movin' on Up, Vol. 1: Songs from the Civil Rights Struggle (Hutchinson, Hutch) – and 90 other albums »


to become you 
So just get to 

Movin' on 
We're movin' on 
We're movin 'on 
Living day by day, everything must change 
But in a way everything stays
' on tommorow is another day
On and on and on

Our problems have dissappeared, vanished one by one
We've got to keep movin' until we're done
This band is
in my sleep
Insinuation of a diamond place by visions of you

Bringin' me joy
Movin’ me on like a river
Rollin' me on
Movin’ me on like a river
Rollin'
Written by (traditional).


Gotta keep movin'
Gotta keep movin'
Hellhound on my trail
Hellhound on my trail

If today was christmas day
If today was
kneeling high and wide 

Movin' movin' movin'
Movin' movin' movin'
Movin' movin' movin'
Keep movin' movin' movin'
Though they're disapprovin'
Keep
of peaches
Movin' to the country,
Gonna eat a lot of peaches

Peaches come from a can,
They were put there by a man
In a factory downtown
If I had my little
I was walkin' down a road
I was movin' down a road
Walkin' down a road, movin' down a road
And saw you comin' by
I was walkin' down a road
I was
She has to leave
She has to go
The fastest way
Is by trism
Steps off the curb
Stella Corona hopes for the best
To be home by sunset
Gotta be
it's all about
Mama if that's movin' up
Then I'm movin' out
I'm movin' out

You should never argue with a crazy mind (mmm)
You oughta know by now
You can
skin was tanned by moonshine

{chorus}
Got to keep-a-movin'
Got to keep-a-movin' on
Got to keep-a-movin'
Got to keep-a-movin' on
Got to keep-a-movin'
Got
I'm goin' home
And when I want to go home
I'm goin' mobile
Well, I'm gonna find a home
And we'll see how it feels
Goin' mobile
Keep me movin
down the highways and the by ways
(Where do they go)
Movin' on their way
People with their shy ways and their sly ways

Oh, you can see the little
me girl was by me side

Rollin', rollin', rollin'
Keep movin', movin', movin'
Keep them doggies movin' Rawhide!
Rain and wind and weather
to use you
Some of them want to get used by you
Some of them want to abuse you
Some of them want to be abused

Ooh...hey...ooh...aha, oh...
of time
If that's what it's all about
If that's movin' up then I'm movin' out 

You should never argue with a crazy mind (mmm)
You oughta know by now
' up then I'm movin' out
You should never argue with a crazy mind
You oughta know by now
You can pay Uncle Sam with overtime
Is that all you get for your
me girl was by me side

Rollin', rollin', rollin'
Keep movin', movin', movin'
Keep them doggies movin' Rawhide!
Rain and wind and weather
Dark dream world
All alone
Shadows movin'
Shadows have long gone by
Shadows have long gone by
Dark night of the soul

Our souls
Time slippin'
can pull up by the curb,
I can make it on the road,
Goin' mobile
I can stop in any street
And talk with people that we meet
Goin' mobile
Keep me moving,
you
Some of them want to get used by you
Some of them want to abuse you
Some of them want to be abused

Sweet dreams are made of this
Who am I
once I'm at peace with myself
I've been burdened with blame, trapped in the past for too long
I'm movin' on

I've lived in this place and I know all
to use you
Some of them want to get used by you
Some of them want to abuse you
Some of them want to be abused

Sweet dreams are made of this
Who am I
eat a lot of peaches
Movin' to the country, I'm gonna eat a lot of peaches
Peaches come from a can, they were put there by a man
In a factory
watchin' and I still be movin' the base
Gave a job to the children you scared to raise
Chain swangin', name rangin'
Shots fired, same nigga
We movin' weight
to use you
Some of them want to get used by you
Some of them want to abuse you
Some of them want to be abused.

Sweet dreams are made of this
Who am I