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really tough that you
keep the record player going by rubbing two sticks together. And if all else fails, throw
the record away... build your own green
the kitchen cookin' 
The hound dog's on the back porch lookin' 
The rooster crows the same time every day 

Green river, you're still my home 
I miss you
My father's name was Hannibal, Mama was Hanna-Mariah.
Everything we owned got all burned up in the great depression fire
Strip mines and one crop
When I left the trees had no green leaves like your love everything had died
I said if I ever come back to you it'll be a cold day in July
bright
And of all the flowers in the forest
And all trees that do abound
The ones that please my heart the most
Are green the whole year 'round
around not knowing danger of night
And then you touch my hand
That's all that happens
And the whole world turns bright

Slowly the green grass starts
of everything, into the water they go.
Everything changes for the strangers on the shore.
They are blue and green no more, 
They are yellow and rose.

Down
Who's that creeping out of my back door
Don't say he's collecting for the poor
Don't you tell me you're not having fun
The green eyed monster's
The ambulance came right away.
Across the street, I heard him say:
"Al I got hit by a car,
You're a good friend Al, that's what you are."

Crushed like green
those witches some pasture

All you guys out there tryin' to act like Al Green
All you guys out there tryin' to act like Al Green, you're all weak
how I woosh)
It made my face turn green (from her fuming bush)

Ohh what a sourpuss...
Nothin' but a sourpuss

Sour (p-you-s-s) sour (p-you-s-s)...

Do
green fields 
the sun fading, pastel in the breeze 
the swallow swooping, migrating home 
and everything slows 

the ______ vacuum draws you in
Green are your eyes 
In the morning, when you arise 
Don't you be afraid to lie 
By me, my love
Your father will not know

Love can be broken
sun by
Trips to tropic shores
Clothes from fancy stores
You want too much
You want too badly
You want everything for nothing

Going to the church
green lime green and tangerine
Are the sickly sweet colors of the devil in my dreams
It gets to Friday and I give you a call
You know I'm getting kind
the river

You are green, you are red, you are "yuprle" you are blue, you are gold you are silver

Well my eyes are made of lemons
My tears are made
And the teacher said.. What you doin' young man
I'm paintin' flowers he said
She said,
It's not the time for art young man
And anyway flowers are green and red
green lime green and tangerine
Are the sickly sweet colors of the devil in my dreams
It gets to Friday and I give you a call
You know I'm getting kind
present lack of speed?
Are your muscles bound by ropes
Or do crutches cloud your day?
My sources say, "The road is clear
And street signs point the way"
before

From the oriental rug
You meet my gaze
And all my desperation
Retreats into the haze

And lilacs in the vase
Still got the life
By their
the truth in things, I think that you are
The remedy for everything it seems that you are
The truth itself because nothing else can take me so far

My
and happiness moved in to stay
And life has been extasy since you've been loving me

You turned the skies into a bluer blue
The trees are all a greener green
(Well well well well)
Al Green
Al Green
Ooh
Whatcha know about the Isley Brothers?

Now Kanye, I know I told you to slow it down
It's good, it's all good,
Dreams are my everything
I'm not here
Dreams are my everything
I don't care

I hear green symphonies in the silence
I hear black melodies in
Hopes are high, there's no other place I'd rather be  
Find your dream by a tree out in the meadow  
Where the flowers are yellow, life is what it