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| Hang on St. Christopher |
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Hang on st. christopher through the smoke and the oil Buckle down the rumble seat let the radiator boil got an overhead downshift and a two dollar grill got an 85 cabin on an 85 hill Hang on st. christopher on the passenger side open it up tonight the devil can ride hang on st. christopher with a barrel house dog kick me up mt. baldy throw me out in the fog tear a hole in the jack pot drive a stake through his heart do a 100 on the grapevine do a jump on the start hang on st. christopher now don't let me go get me to reno and bring it in low, yeah hang on st. christopher with the hammer to the floor put a hi ball in the crank case nail a crow to the door get a bottle for the jockey gimme a 294 there's a 750 norton bustin down january's door hang on st. christopher on the passenger side open it up tonight the devil can ride hang on st. christopher now don't let me go get to me reno got to bring it in low put my baby on the flat car got to burn down the caboose get 'em all jacked up on whiskey then we'll turn the mad dog loose hang on st. christopher on the passenger side open it up tonight the devil can ride |
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| Straight to the top (rhumba) |
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I'm going straight to the top oh yea up where the air is fresh and clean I'm going straight up to the top if you know me, you know what I mean I can't let sorrow try and pull ol' Frankie down live for tomorrow I have found you I'm going straight up to the top up where the air is fresh and clean i know that I will never stop, oh no until I know I'm wild and free just like a champagne bubble pop pop pop I'm like those birdies high up in the trees I can't let sorrow pull ol' Frankie down live for tomorrow I have found you I'm going straight up to the top oh yeah up where the air is fresh and clean |
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| Blow wind blow |
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Mary's on the black top There's a husband in the dog house In the middle of a shakedown She got quiet as a church mouose She found Raleigh's on the dashboard Sugar daddy caught a polocar Ain't no solitary tap dance way down here I swear I's riding on a field mouse we were dancin' in the slaughterhouse If you swing along the beltway then you skid along the all day cause I went a little crazy and I sat upon a high chair And I'm smokin like a diesel way out here Blow wind blow - blow me away here - blow wind blow (repeat) |
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| Temptation |
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Rusted brandy in a diamond glass everything is made from dreams time is made from honey slow and sweet only the fools know what it means temptation, temptation, temptation oh, temptation, temptation, I can't resist I know that she is made of smoke but I've lost my wayy she knows that I am broke so that I must play temptation, temptation, temptation oh, whoa, temptation, temptation, I can't resist Dutch pink and Italian blue she is waiting there for you my will has disappeared now my confusions oh so clear temptation, temptation, temptation whoa, whoa, temptation, temptation I can't reisist |
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| Innocent when you dream (barroom) |
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The bats are in the belfry the dew is on the moor where are the arms that held me and pledged her love before and pledged her love before
CHORUS
Running through the graveyard CHORUS
I made a golden promise
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| I'll be gone |
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Tonight I'll shave the mountain I'll cut the hearts from pharoahs I pull the road off of the rise tear the memories from my eyes and in the morning I'll be gone I drink 1000 shipwrecks tonight I'll steal your paychecks I paint the sheets across my bed the birds will all fly from my head and in the morning I'll be gone take every dream that's breathing find every boot that's leaving shoot all the lights in the cafe and in the morning I'll be gone I bet 1000 dollars I have a french companion I tie myself below the deck I pull the rope around my neck and in the morning I'll be gone it takes a life to win her there is a drum of bourbon 800 pounds of nitro his boots are thunder as he plays theree is a stone inside it tonight his bones will ride it I'll need a tent to hide it and in the morning I'll be gone and in the morning I'll be gone and in the morning I'll be gone |
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| Yesterday is here |
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If you want money in your pocket and a top hat on your head a hot meal on your table and a blanket on your bed well today is grey skies tomorrow is tears you'll have to wait til yesterday is here Well I'm going to New York City and I'm leaving on a train and if you want to stay behind and wait til I come back again well today is grey skies tomorrow is tears you'll have to wait til yesterday is here If you want to go where the rainbows end you'll have to say goodbye all our dreams come true baby up ahead and it's out where your memories lie well the road's out before me and the moon is shining bright what I want you to remember as I disappear tonight today is grey skies tomorrow's tears you'll have to wait til yesterday is here |
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| Please wake me up |
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I put my chips on her shoulder running in the carnival time she bought the things that I told her they made her eyes sparkle and shine together we'll ring in the new year I know that she'll be my queen and if I fall asleep in your arms please wake me up in my dreams Her out-fit was all made of vinyl like nothing I've ever seen when our divorces are final She'll fit right into my scheme next to the pawnshop's a chapel I'll show you just what I mean and if I fall asleep in your arms please wake me up in my dreams |
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| Frank's theme |
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Dream away the tears in your eyes Dream away your sorrows Dream away all your goodbyes Dream away tomorrow I promise when the sun comes up I promise I'll be true and just like before the band starts to play they always play your favorite tune and dream awawy when everyone's gone dream away your grey skies tooo dream away and nothing is wrong dreams have wishes that are waiting for you and up ahead the road is turning turning for you and me and just like before the band starts to play now there's that twinkle in your eye and dream away |
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| More than rain |
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It's more than rain that falls on our parade tonight it's more than thunder it's more than thunder it's more than a swindle this crooked card game it's more than sad times it's more than sad times none of our pockets are filled with gold nobody's caught the boquet there are no dead presidents we can fold nothing is going our way and it's more than goodbye I have to say to you it's more than woe-be-gotten grey skies now |
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| Way down in the hole |
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When you walk through the garden you gotta watch your back well I beg your pardon walk the straight and narrow track if you walk with Jesus he's gonna save your soul you gotta keep the devil way down in the hole he's got the fire and the fury at his command well you don't have to worry if you hold on to Jesus hand we'll all be safe from Satan when the thunder rolls just gotta help me keep the devil way down in the hole All the angels sing about Jesus' mighty sword and they'll shield you with their wings and keep you close to the lord don't pay heed to temptation for his hands are so cold you gotta help me keep the devil way down in the hole |
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| Straight to the top (Vegas) |
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I'll Take New York |
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I'll tip the newsboy I'll get a shine I'll ride this dream to the end of the line I'm goin places I'll take a ride Up to the Riverside I'll take NY I'll let it happen I'll pop the cork tear off the wrappin' I'll make a splash on the Hudson that's how I will arrive Hey, do you have two tens for a five? Roll out the carpet Strike up the band break into the best champagne when I land Beat the parade drum hit all the bars I want the moon and stars But I'll take NY I'll make it happen Blow out the candlels tear off the wrappin' And I know someday they'll have to name a street after me right next door to old Franklin D |
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| Telephone call from Istanbul |
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All night long on the broken glass livin in a medicine chest mediteromanian hotel back sprawled across a roll top desk the monkey rode the blade on an overhead fan they paint the donkey blue if you pay I got a telephone call from Istanbul my baby's coming home today will you sell me one of those if I shave my head get me out of town is what fireball said never trust a man in a blue trench coat never drive a car when you're dead Saturday's a festival Friday's a gem dye your hair yellow and raise your hem follow me to beulah's on dry creek road I got to wear the hat that my baby done sewed take me down to buy a tux on red rose bear got to cut a hole in the day I got a telephone call from Istanbul my baby's coming home today |
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| Cold cold ground |
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Crest fallen sidekick in an old cafe never slept with a dream before he had to go away there's a bell in the tower Uncle Ray bought a round don't worry about the army in the cold cold ground now don't be a cry baby when there's wood in the shed there's a bird in the chimmney and a stone in my bed when the road's washed out they pass the bottle around and wait in the arms of the cold cold ground cold cold ground there's a ribbon in the willow and a tire swing rope and a briar patch of berries takin over the slope the cat'll sleep in the mailbox and we'll never go to town til we bury every dream in the cold cold ground cold cold ground gimme a Winchester rifle and a whole box of shells blow the roof off the goat barn let it roll down the hill the piano is firewood times square is a dream I find we'll lay down together in the cold cold ground cold cold ground cold cold ground call the cops on the Breedloves bring a bible and a rope and a whole box of rebel and a bar of soap make a pile of trunk tires and burn 'em all down bring a dollar with you baby in the cold cold ground cold cold ground take a weathervane rooster throw rocks at his head stop talking to the neighbors til we all go dead beware of my temper and the dog that I've found break all the windows in the cold cold ground cold cold ground |
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| Train song |
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Well I broke down in E. St. Louis On the Kansas City line and I drunk up all my money that I borrowed every time and I fell down at the derby and now the night's black as a crow It was a train that took me away from here but a train can't bring me home What made my dreams so hollow was standing at the depot with a steeple full of swallows that could never ring the bell and I come ten thousand miles away with not one thing to show well it was a train that took me away from here but a train can't bring me home I remember when I left without bothering to pack you know I up and left with just the clothes I had on my back now I'm sorry for what I've done and I'm out here on my own well it was a train that took me away from here but a train can't bring me home |
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| Innocent when you dream (78) |
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