1. |
Going To California
04:28
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Spend my days with a woman unkind
Smoked my stuff and drank all my wine
Made up my mind, make a new start
Goin' to California with an achin' in my heart
Someone told me there's a girl out there
With love in her eyes and flowers in her hair
Took my chances on a big jet-plane
Never let 'em tell ya that they're aw-ooh-all the same
Hoh, the sea was red and the sky was grey
I wonder how tomorrow could ever follow today-hee
Mountains and the canyons start to tremble and shake
The children of the sun begin to awake
Now
Watch out
It seems that the wrath of the gods got a punch on the nose
And it's startin' to flow, I think I might be sinkin'
Throw me a line, if I reach it in time
Meet you up there where the path runs straight and high
Find a queen without a king
They say she plays guitar and cries and sings, la-la-la-la
Ride a white mare in the footsteps of dawn
Tryin' to find a woman who's never, never, never been born
Standin' on a hill in the mountain of dreams
Tellin' myself it's not as hard, hard, hard as it seems
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2. |
Penny Lane
02:56
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Penny Lane there is a barber showing photographs
Of every head he's had the pleasure to have known
And all the people that come and go
Stop and say hello
On the corner is a banker with a motorcar
The little children laugh at him behind his back
And the banker never wears a mac
In the pouring rain...
Very strange
Penny Lane is in my ears and in my eyes
There beneath the blue suburban skies
I sit, and meanwhile back
In Penny Lane there is a fireman with an hourglass
And in his pocket is a portrait of the Queen.
He likes to keep his fire engine clean
It's a clean machine
Penny Lane is in my ears and in my eyes
Four of fish and finger pies
In summer, meanwhile back
Behind the shelter in the middle of a roundabout
A pretty nurse is selling poppies from a tray
And though she feels as if she's in a play
She is anyway
Penny Lane the barber shaves another customer
We see the banker sitting waiting for a trim
Then the fireman rushes in
From the pouring rain...
Very strange
Penny Lane is in my ears and in my eyes
There beneath the blue suburban skies
I sit, and meanwhile back
Penny Lane is in my ears and in my eyes
There beneath the blue suburban skies...
Penny Lane
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3. |
Sadie
04:25
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4. |
Can't Find My Way Home
04:14
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Come down off your throne
And leave your body alone
Somebody must change
You´re the reason
I have been waiting so long
Somebody holds the key
Well, I am near the end & I just aint got the time
Well, I am wasted & I cannot find my way home
Come down on your own
And leave your body alone
Somebody must change
You´re the reason
I have been waiting all these yeahrs
Somebody holds the key
Well, I am near the end & I just aint got the time
Well, I am wasted & I cannot find my way home
But I cannot find my way home
But I cannot find my way home
But I cannot find my way home
But I cannot find my way home
Suntil, I cannot find my way home
And, I aint done nothing wrong
But, I cannot find my way home
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5. |
Tempted
04:33
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I bought a toothbrush, some toothpaste, a flannel for my face
Pajamas, a hairbrush, new shoes & a case.
I said to my reflection, Let´s get out of this place.
Pass the church & the steeple, the laundry on the hill
Billboards & the buildings
Memories of it still keep calling
And calling
But forget it all I know I´ll
Tempted by the fruit of another
Tempted but the truth is discovered
What´s been going on
Now that you´ve gone
Theres no other
Tempted by the fruit of another
Tempted but the truth is discovered
I am at the carpark, the airport, the baggage carousel
The people keep on grabbing, aint wishing I was well
I said, "It is no occasion. It is no story I can tell."
At my bedside, empty pocket, a foot without a sock
Your body gets much closer
I fumble for the clock, alarmed by
The seduction
I wish that it´d stop
Tempted by the fruit of another
Tempted but the truth is discovered
What´s been going on
Now that you´ve gone theres no other
Tempted by the fruit of another
Tempted but the truth is discovered
I bought a novel, some perfume, a fortune all for you
But it isn´t my conscience that hates to be untrue.
I asked of my reflection,
What is there to do?
Tempted by the fruit of another
Tempted but the truth is discovered
What´s been going on
Now that you´ve gone theres no other
Tempted by the fruit of another
Tempted but the truth is discovered
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6. |
In Your Eyes
04:33
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love I get so lost, sometimes
days pass and this emptiness fills my heart
when I want to run away
I drive off in my car
but whichever way I go
I come back to the place you are
all my instincts, they return
and the grand facade, so soon will burn
without a noise, without my pride
I reach out from the inside
in your eyes
the light the heat
in your eyes
I am complete
in your eyes
I see the doorway to a thousand churches
in your eyes
the resolution of all the fruitless searches
in your eyes
I see the light and the heat
in your eyes
oh, I want to be that complete
I want to touch the light
the heat I see in your eyes
love, I don't like to see so much pain
so much wasted and this moment keeps slipping away
I get so tired of working so hard for our survival
I look to the time with you to keep me awake and alive
and all my instincts, they return
and the grand facade, so soon will burn
without a noise, without my pride
I reach out from the inside
in your eyes
the light the heat
in your eyes
I am complete
in your eyes
I see the doorway to a thousand churches
in your eyes
the resolution of all the fruitless searches
in your eyes
I see the light and the heat
in your eyes
oh, I want to be that complete
I want to touch the light,
the heat I see in your eyes
in your eyes in your eyes
in your eyes in your eyes
in your eyes in your eyes
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7. |
Pretzel Logic
03:46
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I would love to tour the Southland
In a traveling minstrel show
Yes I'd love to tour the Southland
In a traveling minstrel show
Yes I'm dying to be a star and make them laugh
Sound just like a record on the phonograph
Those days are gone forever
Over a long time ago, oh yeah
I have never met Napoleon
But I plan to find the time
I have never met Napoleon
But I plan to find the time
'Cause he looks so fine upon that hill
They tell me he was lonely, he's lonely still
Those days are gone forever
Over a long time ago, oh yeah
I stepped up on the platform
The man gave me the news
He said, You must be joking son
Where did you get those shoes?
Where did you get those shoes?
Well, I've seen 'em on the TV, the movie show
They say the times are changing but I just don't know
These things are gone forever
Over a long time ago, oh yeah
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8. |
Sweet Baby James
03:02
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There is a young cowboy he lives on the range
His horse and his cattle are his only companions
He works in the saddle and he sleeps in the canyons
Waiting for summer, his pastures to change
And as the moon rises he sits by his fire
Thinking about women and glasses of beer
And closing his eyes as the doggies retire
He sings out a song which is soft but its clear
As if maybe someone could hear
(chorus)
Goodnight you moonlight ladies
Rockabye sweet baby James
Deep greens and blues are the colors I choose
Wont you let me go down in my dreams
And rockabye sweet baby James
Now the first of December was covered with snow
And so was the turnpike from stockbridge to Boston
Lord, the Berkshires seemed dream-like on account of that frosting
With ten miles behind me and ten thousand more to go
Theres a song that they sing when they take to the highway
A song that they sing when they take to the sea
A song that they sing of their home in the sky
Maybe you can believe it if it helps you to sleep
But singing works just fine for me
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WooleyGodwin Los Angeles, California
Creating a little musical magic in the living room with a few very talented friends. This has always been one of our favorite ways to make music.
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