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There's an old spinning wheel in the parlor,
 Spinning dreams of the long, long ago.
 Spinning dreams of an old fashioned garden,
 And a maid with her
boy I helped the old man
Workin' in the fields
And everyday, we hauled the hay
To the rollin' of the wheels
'Til one day the tractor laid
The old
Time: 2:46 beach bum music bmi/beachead music, inc. ascap
Producer: brian wilson/russ titelman
Mixed by hugh padgham assisted by bob vogt at a & m
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One by one, all the stars appear
As the great winds of the planet spiral in
Spinning away, like the night sky at Arles
In the million insect
We made Oklahoma a little after 3
Randy, his brother Bob and my old G-M-C
We had some moonshine whiskey
And some of Bob's homegrown 
We were so
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One by one, all the stars appear
As the great winds of the planet spiral in
Spinning away, like the night sky at Arles
In the million insect
At a time when the world seems to be 
Spinning hopelessly out of control
There's deceivers and believers 
And old in-betweeners
That seem to have
We made Oklahoma a little after 3
Randy, his brother Bob and my old GMC
We had some moonshine whisky
And some of Bob's homegrown 

We were so
I read about this baby she got beat up by her dad
She was nine months old and he was a full grown man
She may have been learning how to crawl
I read about this baby she got beat up by her dad
She was nine months old and he was a full grown man
She may have been learning how to crawl
At a time when the world seems to be
Spinning hopelessly out of control
There's deceivers and believers
And old in-betweeners
That seem to have no
,
Of something so real
Yeah I feel like I'm heading home
Now in the shape of an oak, down by the river,
You see an old man and a boy

They're setting sails,
William greets the day
With a song

It's a slow builder
Got your wheels spinning 'round the world
On a cliff by the river
Just the thought makes your
fortune and fame

Now when we feel every wheel spinnin' steel on that track
We shake the dust off the sack
In our old house by the track
Hold back time
We made Oklahoma a little after three
Randy, his brother Bob, and my old GFC
We had some moonshine whiskey and some of Bob's homegrown
We were so
Spinning wheels keep turning backwards
It's so hard to hold your faith
All we do for the children
All we're givin we're takin' away

As sure
Street 
Pull it from the air
And they throw it in the blue
And you're spinning under their wheels
Trapped in your room 

You're jumpy, you don't want
bossin' it don't matter what it's costing
Tossing deuces out the roof, but that coupe
While I ride by, players chucking deuces back
Bobs holl'in out "hi"
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One by one, all the stars appear
As the great winds of the planet spiral in
Spinning away, like the night sky at Arles
In the million insect
Well this old world can get you down
And leave you spinning 'round and 'round
Not knowing what's for real
On this crazy wheel

Is part
the luck of the draw and the old spinning wheel, 
Like a message in a bottle, 
Like a message in a bottle. 
  
Watching the sky, with tears in my eyes,
fortune and fame

Now when we feel every wheel spinnin' steel on that track
We shake the dust off the sack
In our old house by the track
Hold back time
To look up at the same stars
They both found their wheels
Were spinning in a soft shoulder
When they got back into their cars
They missed fate's
the snow from cruel and cutting bolls Round 'n round the spinning wheel beneath Aunt Mattie's boot She was patient pale and slender and was only eight years
I'm a 45 spinning on an old Victrola
I'm a two strike swinger, I'm a Pepsi Cola
I'm a blue jean quarterback saying "I love you" to the prom queen