Lyrics:
A clouded dream on an earthly night
Hangs upon the crescent moon
A voiceless song in an ageless light
Sings at the coming dawn
Birds in flight
running
Taxi driver sees her coming
Chilly in the morning sun
She seems a little sad
Say goodbye
She's not afraid of leaving
No-one by her side
all of it
Not some of it
I saw a man turn into a bird
I saw a bird turn into a tiger
I saw a man hang from a cliff by the tips of his toes
In
And there's nothing like a walk on down by the bayou
To leave the world behind
Mud Slide
I'm depending upon you
Mister Mud Slide Slim
And the Blue Horizon
He's got a slow, slow ride
Got a camera inside
He takes a picture
Hangs it up to dry.
And there's one girl named
And another disclaimed
All
Into the arms, you'll always find me
In England and America (England and America)
It seems good to hold, to not let go
The safety net still hangs real
Hang your head, Tom Dooley,
Hang your head and cry;
You killed poor Laurie Foster,
And you know you're bound to die.
You left her by the roadside
you're smiling out the window
Of that crummy hotel
Over Washington Square
Our breath comes out white clouds
Mingles and hangs in the air
Speaking
It's a lazy afternoon
And the beetle bugs are zooming
And the tulip trees are blooming
And there's not another human in view
But us two
It's
There's daddy on his John Deere, brand new in '96
Beside me and Bandit playing fetch when I was a kid
A save-the-date, best day of my best buddy's
of the day
Safe in the knowledge there will always be
A bit of my heart devoted to it
All the people
So many people
And they all go hand-in
Mama said, Don't go near that river,
Don't be hanging around old Catfish John
Come in the morning I'd always be there,
Walking in his footsteps in
come in by the pool, real ones, there's barely a few
But, somehow I found you, harmony when I'm around you
Paradise when I'm around you (I'm around
There were three men came out of the West,
Their fortunes for to try,
And these three men made a solemn vow:
John Barleycorn must die.
They've
Sing, sing, sing of the mistletoe
Dance, dance, dance by the fire
Keep the golden songs alive
With an old church choir
And you can hang your
Mama said, "Don't go near that river,
Don't be hanging around old Catfish John."
Come in the morning I'd always be there,
Walking in his footsteps in
A woolly man adorned in disarray
A man who got his feet wet for the glory of the Lord
John the Baptist was a chosen man
His voice called from
Mama said, Don't go near that river,
Don't be hanging around old Catfish John
Come in the morning I'd always be there,
Walking in his footsteps in
no camera's, forget a quote
Some of my family doing good, most doing dope
I from Virginia where they hang the niggas by rope
I used to see my momma
Early in the evenin' just about supper time,
Over by the courthouse they're starting to unwind.
Four kids on the corner trying to bring you up.
one when thinking of each other
More than partners much more than pieces more than friends
Words and music by John Denver
stars in the sky
You can bet that he's doin' it for some doll
When you spot a John
Waitin' out in the rain
Chances are he's insane
As only a John
Sing, sing, sing of the mistletoe
Dance, dance, dance by the fire
Keep the golden songs alive
With an old church choir
And you can hang your
you're smiling out the window
Of that crummy hotel
Over Washington Square
Our breath comes out white clouds
Mingles and hangs in the air
Speaking
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