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gotten so cold
He ain't the same old
Lover you used to know.
He's in a nose dive
Barely half alive
And just about to let go.

Someone's been telling
When the lyrics start telling your story
And Shakespeare starts writing the play
Then those well chosen words by some
Old country verse held all your
us
You boys keep your distance
That old man's just telling you lies
But to all of us kids
Cowboy Bill was a hero
Just as true
As the blue texas
heard
Not even the sound of a bird
Singing it over again, telling a different story
Never the same as before
See the summer going out by the door"
the wind to the pass

They'll journey on awaiting doom
Talling their stories in the gloom

Disrupted by his baby's crirs
...panting
The old jew carries
loud
Telling tales I once knew
But forgot by losing you

And the story now goes on and on and on
As the old has died the new arises
And a child will
I would come out just see you
Dancing freely by the sunset
Like the sun you'd shine brightly

We'd spend hours by the curbside
Telling stories
Me and Junior, Sonny and Steve hangin' at the fillin' station
And drinkin' Cokes out by the grease rack a week before graduation
Telling lies bout
City people and the city things
Window shoppin' and the noisy train
It’s all fine, just dropped by
To check in on the city old
Left my family for
City people and the city things
Window shoppin' and the noisy train
It’s all fine, just dropped by
To check in on the city old
Left my family for
old big boy telling jokes
Mom's holding sister in the chair
Sharing stories and forgetting time
Warm in their memories of
Falling asleep by the fire
where shall I begin?
He starts telling me the stories of the glories of his past
But he always saves the story of his Corey for the last.

And he says
and worry on their faces
They're lost and don't know where to go
He said I'll get the people straightened
By putting on a puppet show

The young New
waiting in the cold
Telling us the same old story
Knowing time is growing old

That was a wonderful remark
I had my eyes closed in the dark
I sighed
Not even the sound of a bird
Singing it over again, telling a different story
Never the same as before
See the summer going out by the door'
standing, waiting in the cold
Telling us the same old story
Knowing time is growing old. 

That was a wonderful remark
I had my eyes closed in the dark
A man on the corner with glassy look
Telling a story of his lifetime
A thousand times told, desperate verse
But never listened

Another on by
of Heaven and Hell
And many frightening things
Politicians say “One more war
And the bells of freedom will start to ring”
Those stories you told by
Back in the San Juan Mountains again
On a ride with some good old boys
Telling stories around a campfire
The sound of laughter is the loudest noise
up every night telling me
The same old story -
I told him it's alright no matter
What he does he never really bores me.
Strike a light!
He's making my
denial of every word I pray
Every day it's the same old no talent I' feeling like
My life is unbalanced no telling what tomorrow going look
Like yea
what a civilian does.

I promise not to bore you with my stories.
I promise not to scare you with my tears.
I never would exaggerate the glory.
I'll
Oh pick up flutes and fiddles, a new tune is beginning
A melody forsaken, on the chords of our elders' song
Each note is telling a story, a fragment
Notice to the phobias
Appropriately procreate
Woke up with a ghost farm
Focused on his groceries
When they aren't telling stories they are multiplying
on the table
Telling jokes about your friends,
And the chairs are all laughing
At this night that never ends

Things are subject to change
As days go by