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And soon it was almost dawn
I looked and looked but the girl was gone

Deep down I felt kinda blue for a day or two
Then clear as a bell, I knew
I would

down to the south coast
Leaving my blues on the road
yes I'm feeling allright with the sun in by back and a song in my mind
I'm taking it easy all

And he's gone with the wind
Dead wrong, a song with a spin and a grin
Out of style
With the blow out the mild mannered smile
Like a foul wild Spaniard

There Only Was One Choice

Harry Chapin

The Elektra Collection: 1971-1978

2015

America gone plastic 

And now there's Dylan dripping from his mouth 
He's hitching himself way down south 
To learn a little black and blues 
From old

strange
Looks strange, looks strange
Marching to the promised land
Where the honey flows and takes you by the hand
Pulls you down on your knees
While you're

they walk down the street
Yeah.

He's just a rich old man
He never cared for anyone
He likes to count his possessions
He's been a miser from penny one
He

You see me riding, down the lone prairie
You see me me hiding, that's alright by me

Dust in my eyes
Dust everywhere
Looking at blue skies
Are you

The wheezin' starlings and the dashin' foam
Down by Smuggler's Bay the pines turn scarlet and gold
I used to sit there and play my guitar when I was fifteen

just pray that we get old
My niggas is gone
If they was not in the field
I won't put they name in a song
I been in the zone
Callin' my niggas from

down
Cause babe I think you’ve gone too far
Rigid law is cut by a flexible saw
Being perfect is her only flaw
Princess Anne in the Straits of Mackinac

again
Inquiring of my gentle Jen
The words return such pain to me
You're ever gone, suddenly

I chase the tears, and yet they come
I song for you is on my

I wasn't so far gone
Into feeling nothing much at all
Downtrodden all I see is blue
When I'm looking down at dishes that I've found
On the tables

down
Cause babe I think you've gone too far

Rigid law is cut by a flexible saw
Being perfect is her only flaw
Princess Anne in the Straits of Mackinac

song…

A special day with festive cheer
shouts from every pub we near
we’d Sing with Noddy
one more year

So here it is In Christmas Steps
We down another

the sky
Jane, down by St. Mary's river you can hear her fly
Bamewawagezhikaquay

Jane lived inside a frame of beauty and pain and painted it blue
Jane cried

1. The Foggy Dew

As down the glen one Easter morn to a fair city I did ride

Three armed lines of marching men in squadrons passed me by.

No pipe

1. The Foggy Dew

As down the glen one Easter morn to a fair city I did ride

Three armed lines of marching men in squadrons passed me by.

No pipe

Speakers on Blast

E-40

The R.E.D. Album

2011

It's not usual, the game be, all up on some South shit
Straight west coasting, you can tell by my outfit
Red 'nati fitted, "Blood in, Blood out"

""Down in her arms on a three-day drunk When the world was lawless and wild With the last drop gone and the lust all shrunk I clung to her chest like

streets up and down
Looking for Paul Simon

All I found was myself, lost in time
I tried singing my songs
But I lost my mind

What have they done

another song
Maybe if I write it out
These feelings will get long gone
But I wanna sing
And dance to the blues
Underneath
The strawberry moon
With you

keep keeping on
Gotta keep rolling along
Gotta keep staying strong
Before you know our life is gone
Gotta keep keeping on
Gotta keep humming a song
Gotta

A wandering poet
Packs up his shoes
His feet hurt when he's walking
But standing still he gets the blues
He sits by the river and pens another poem
Cries his

things are just what they seem
That cooler full of booze'll be gone by noon, but we ain't got nothin' to lose
Down in Carolina Creek, aristocrat handles