Now the songs have been sung, all the games have been played, This love has won over all masquerades, I love you, I love you, I love youit's the end of
words - Robert Hunter music - David Freiberg I heard you singing What were you singing when the people got right? Were you singing Stand and Deliver?
Just about love, like the wing of some high-flying bird, That I ever heard come to you. Of the people I've been, of the visions I have seen, Of the songs
Just about love, like the wing of some high-flying bird, Of the songs I will sing to you, you can hear every word, That I ever heard come to you. Of the
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Hey, Mona Hey hey hey, Mona Oh, Mona I'm gonna tell you, Mona, what I wanna do I wanna build my house next door to you Can I make love to you once in
Happy trails to you, until we meet again Happy trails to you, keep smilin' till then Happy trails to you, till we meet again
You ask me why my mind goes to wanderin', And how can I be so many people in the meantime. I try to tell you, but words can't find my way, All I can tell
Don't cry, my sweet love You know how I can't stand you crying All right, my lady love I know how hard you been tryin' Some day in the morning When the
There are no lyrics to Edward the Mad Shirt Grinder...it was a piano solo by Nicky Hopkins~
(Gary Duncan) : Doin' Time In The USA We're Doin' Time in The USA Brothers and my sisters Mamas and your children too Daddy's there's a big wheel turnin
I'll stay a while, but I won't stay long. No I won't, it's been too long since I've been next to my lover, I'll stay a while, but I won't stay long. It
Been waiting here a long, long time Pain and trouble on my mind You came along and made me see Oh you lifted me Shot up everything that my money could
In the valley where the moons and lovers play live two children who were born on Saturday. One was dark, one was fair, followed by the hawk, mothered
Sometimes I dream of a world without war People laughing in the sun And a world without love ain't no place to live Yet, we're still living but the gun
Oh, what you do to me, oh, what you do to me, little girl. Ooo, have another hit of sweet air, come on, ooo, have another hit. I want to know where you
Hold on girl, now don't be blue, Dry those tears for me and you, Can't you see our love is true, when you remember, To do just what you say you'll do,