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1973 |
1. | Grinding Stone |
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4. | The Energy Dance |
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Well, I came into the city
with a swansuit on my back.
I didn't have no place to live,
I didn't even have a country shack.
I didn't have no money,
didn't even have a place to go.
Just one thing on my mind,
I'm gonna tell you so you know.
I've been hurt so bad now,
couldn't know the way I feel.
Well, I tell you,
I've been hurt so bad,
gonna take a long, long time to heal.
Well, I got myself a woman,
then I proved myself a man.
Got myself a place to live,
gonna do the best I can.
Got myself some money,
even got myself a place to go.
One thing on my mind,
I'm gonna tell you so you know.
Well, I've been hurt so bad now,
you couldn't know the way I feel.
No, no.
I've been hurt so bad,
gonna take a long, long time to heal.
Well, I stand and fall, kickin' round.
Lord, I've been thrown out of every place, yeah.
I've been.
One thing I gotta do,
got to sing my song to you
before my dyin' day.
That's right.
Hooh.
Well, I've been stoopin', fallin', I've been kicked around.
Lord, I've been thrown out of every place.
Ah, just one thing I gotta do,
I gotta sing my song to you,
before my dyin' day.
Yeah.
Yeah, ah, hooh.
Let me tell you,
I've been living in the city.
Said I've been living in the city, yeah.
I've been walkin', talkin', livin', dyin', laughin', cryin'.
Yeah, let me tell,
one thing I gotta do,
oh, you couldn't know the way I feel.
Oh, no.
Cause I've been hurt so bad,
I gonna take a long time to heal.
Let me hear you playin' now, ah.
Hey, now.
Well, I've been hurt so bad,
gonna take a long, long time to heal.
I've been hurt so bad now,
gonna take a long, long, long time to heal.
Yeah, I've been hurt so bad,
gonna take a long, long time to heal.
Yeah, I've been hurt so bad now,
gonna take a long, long time to heal.
Well, I've been, I've been, I've been hurt so bad,
I'm gonna take a very long, long time to heal.
Hooh-ha.
Yeah, I've been hurt so bad,
gonna take a long, long time to heal.
I ain't foolin'.
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As the day begins, it finds me wonderin'
what to do with myself.
You came here, you left your mark, you disappeared,
now there is nobody else.
Time was we sailed across the mountain.
The song of the sky made my body rejoice.
Time was we sailed across the mountain.
Sailed across the mountain,
and the sun was in my voice.
I need someone to come along and
take this weight right of my shoulder before I fall.
You were here, but now you've gone.
The summer came and slept away from under us all.
Time was we sailed across the mountain.
The mist cleared away and I saw your face there.
Time was we sailed across the mountain.
Sailed across the mountain,
and the sun was in your hair.
The mountainside is very steep,
can't go on, I've tried to sleep.
Somebody lay me down.
If you don't climb, you're gonna fall,
catch your wary dreams at all.
A-a-ah, yeah (somebody lay me down).
Back in the ground,
yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah.
Somebody lay me down.
I need somebody (somebody lay me down).
Need somebody to lay me down,
yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah,
somebody to lay me down.
How I got here I can't say.
It was my own fault,
I admit that I should have learned.
From watching others I have seen
it's either up or down,
there can be no in-between.
Time was we sailed across the mountain.
To think it could last can't have been very wise.
Time sent me falling down the mountain.
Falling down the mountain,
for the sun was in my eyes.
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I need you to show me the way.
"Can you help me?" is all I can say.
I need you to set me on straight.
Help me now before it's too late.
Come along, I'll give you your directions
how to try, but nothin' I see.
Or is it just a subtle reflection
of what I am or am destined to be.
I need you to set me on straight.
Help me now before it's too late.
I need you to show me the way.
"Can you help me?" is all I can say.
Come along, I'll give you your directions
how to try, but nothin' I see.
Or is it just a subtle reflection
of what I am or am destined to be.
Hoh!
I need you to show me the way.
"Can you help me?" is all I can say.
I need you to set me on straight.
Help me now before it's too late.
Come along, I'll give you your directions.
how to try, but nothin' I see.
Or is it just a subtle reflection
of what I am or am destined to be.
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Hey you with the guitar.
Where did you play last night?
I do believe it was in Memphis,
But I can't remember right now.
'Cause I been foul politicin'
And I acted in fear to be.
I had to get up five this morning
With them bells playing in my head.
Sometimes I work so hard,
I'm gonna play my fingers to the bone.
Well, I can boogie, boogie,
Boogie on my way back home.
Well, I've been workin' every night
For the pastes buy meats and needs.
I'm gonna finish up tomorrow night
And turn myself a plane back east.
I'm gonna do my work
So I can help my pain and rest.
Well, I'll be back here someday soon
Hope I can give my best.
Sometimes I work so hard,
I'm gonna play my fingers to the bone.
And now I can boogie, boogie,
Boogie on my way back home.
Yeah.
Well, my axe is gettin' rusty
And an old slow demon I seem to be.
The throat is gettin' dusty,
Before it's gone that I had thrifty hands.
Well, I've been up for heart breakin'
And I had to keep my men to pay.
I had to catch a plane this morning
With them bells ringing in my head.
Sometimes I work so hard,
I'm gonna, gonna play my fingers to the bone, hooh.
Well, now I can boogie, boogie,
Boogie on my way back home.
Said I learned to boogie, boogie,
Boogie on my way back home.
I can boogie, boogie,
Boogie on my way back home.
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