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Laura Nyro




Альбом Laura Nyro


More Than a New Discovery (1967)
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We were lost in the fair on the highland, good bye, Joe,
with the sky and the deer on the highland, good bye, Joe.
Time is full of changes and now you've got to go.
Don't forget that we loved on the highland, good bye, Joe.

Good bye, Joe, yes, I understand, I'm trying not to cry
but if I do, it's only cause I'll miss you, one more time, let me kiss you.

I remember when you came calling, good bye, Joe,
like a sunrise that rose without warning, good bye, Joe.
Time is full of changes and now you've got to go.
And we walked on a Manhattan morning, good bye Joe.

Good bye, Joe, yes, I understand, I'm trying not to cry
but if I do, it's only cause I'll miss you, one more time, let me kiss you.
Good bye, Joe, good bye, Joe, time is full of changes, Joe, and now you've got to go.
Don't forget that we loved on the highland, good bye, Joe, goodbye, Joe…

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Billy's blue with his head hanging to his shoes.
Right the wrong or play a song to ease Billy's blues.
Billy's down, he was born, he was bound to lose.
Right the wrong or play a song to ease Billy's blues.

Some folks have it good and some folks have it no good
but Billy's got it bad, he's so endlessly sad.

Billy's blue with his head hangin to his shoes.
Somebody please right the wrong or play a song
to ease Billy's blues, to ease Billy's blues.

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And when I die and when I'm dead, dead and gone,
there'll be one child born and a world to carry on, to carry on.

I'm not scared of dying and I don't really care.
If it's peace you find in dying, well, then let the time be near.
If it's peace you find in dying, when dying time is here,
just bundle up my coffin cause it's cold way down there,
I hear that's it's cold way down there, yeah, crazy cold way down there.
And when I die and when I'm gone,
there'll be one child born and a world to carry on, to carry on.

My troubles are many, they're as deep as a well.
I can swear there ain't no heaven but I pray there ain't no hell.
Swear there ain't no heaven and pray there ain't no hell,
but I'll never know by living, only my dying will tell,
only my dying will tell, yeah, only my dying will tell.
And when I die and when I'm gone,
there'll be one child born and a world to carry on, to carry on.

Give me my freedom for as long as I be. All I ask of living is to have no chains on me.
All I ask of living is to have no chains on me,
and all I ask of dying is to go naturally, only want to go naturally.
Don't want to go by the devil, don't want to go by the demon,
don't want to go by Satan, don't want to die uneasy, just let me go naturally.
And when I die and when I'm gone, there'll be one child born, there'll be one child born.
When I die, there'll be one child born. When I die, there'll be one child born.
When I die, there'll be one child born. When I die, there'll be one child born.

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I was born from love, and my poor mother worked the mines
I was raised on the good book Jesus till I read between the lines
Now I don't believe I want to see the morning

Going down the stoney end
I never wanted to go down the stoney end
Mama, let me start all over
Cradle me, Mama, cradle me again
(Cradle me, Mama, cradle me again)

I can still remember him with love light in his eyes
But the light flickered out and parted as the sun began to rise
Now I don't believe I want to see the morning

Going down the stoney end
I never wanted to go down the stoney end
Mama, let me start all over
Cradle me, Mama, cradle me again
(Cradle me, Mama, cradle me again)

Never mind the forecast, 'cause the sky has lost control
'Cause the fury and the broken thunder's come to match my raging soul
Now I don't believe I want to see the morning

Going down the stoney end
I never wanted to go down the stoney end
Mama, let me start all over
Cradle me, Mama, cradle me
Going down the stoney end
I never wanted to go down the stoney end
Mama, let me start all over
Cradle me, Mama, cradle me again

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Lazy flower, my, you've grown so tall. I have lost and loved him, you have seen it all.

Lazy Susan, lazy through, hasn't got a think to do.
Oh, but to sit there and light up the hillside, sun-fried, black-eyed Sue.

Lazy Susan, lazy through, all the hills in love with you,
Courted and cradled by Heaven and hillside, sun-fried,
black-eyed Sue, black-eyed Sue, black-eyed.

Black-eyed Sue, how happy you must be. Once, I too had someone loving me.

Johnny, Johnny, warm and true, that's how I remember you,
this morning, just as I found you: up there on the hillside
with sun-fried, black-eyed lazy Susan, Susan.

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Hands off the man, the flim flam man.
His mind is up his sleeve and his talk is make believe.
Oh lord, the man's a fraud, he's flim flam man. He's so cagey, he's a flim flam man.

Hands off the man, flim flam man.
He's the one in the Trojan horse making out like he's Santa Claus.
Oh lord, the man's a fraud, he's a flim flam man. He's a fox, he's a flim flam man.

Everybody wants him, the people and the police and all the pretty ladies disarm.
Oh yeah, the beautiful gent, you know he has hardly a cent.
He pays his monthly rent with daily charm.

Hands off the man, the flim flam man.
His mind is up his sleeve and his talk is make believe.
Oh lord, the man's a fraud, he's flim flam man. He's so cagey, he's an artist.
He's a fox, he's a flim flam man.
Don't believe him, he's a flim flam. Ole road runner, he's a flim flam.

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Bill
I love you so, I always will
I look at you and you see the passion eyes of May
Oh, but am I ever gonna see my wedding day?
Oh, I was on your side, Bill, when you were losing
I'd never scheme or lie, Bill, there's been no fooling
But kisses and love won't carry me 'til you marry me, Bill

I love you so, I always will
And in your voice I hear a choir of carousels
Oh, but am I ever gonna hear my wedding bells?
I was the one came running when you were lonely
I haven't lived one day not loving you only
But kisses and love won't carry me 'til you marry me, Bill

I love you so, I always will
And though devotion rules my heart, I take no bows
Oh but, Bill, you know I wanna take my wedding vows
Come on, Bill
So come on, Bill
Come on and marry me, Bill
I love you so, I always will
Got the wedding bell blues
Yeah, yeah, the wedding bell blues
Yeah, yeah, the wedding bell blues
Yeah, yeah, the wedding bell blues

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Cocaine and quiet beers, sweet candy and caramels.
Pass the time and dry the tears on a street called buy and sell.

Life turns like the endless sea. Death tolls like a vesper bell.
Children laugh and lover dream on a street called buy and sell.

Ladies dress calico style, beware your heart.
And the men walk shamelessly, aimlessly by.
Cinders in the daylight, junkyards in the sky, buy and sell.
Sell my goods to buy my roof, my bed, my bed.

Two pennies will buy a rose. Three pennies and who can tell
on a street that comes and goes by the name of buy and sell?
Buy and sell, sell my goods to buy my roof, my bed.

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He's a runner and he'll run away. Soon there'll be no man.
Woman ain't been born who can make him stay, woman get away while you can. He's a runner.

He's a runner and he'll run away with the midnight train.
Woman ain't been born who can make him stay,
come the judgement day, come the rain, he's a runner.

There'll come the running, he knows he's got to.
Don't ask him not to or why, oh why, oh why did you leave me and run off with tomorrow?
Now I'm in chains till I die.

He's a runner and he'll run away. Soon there'll be no man.
Woman ain't been born who can make him stay, woman get away while you can.
He's a runner. He's a runner and he's got to run, he's got to run away. He's a runner.

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You ole fire, I'm mad with desire, You're my favorite one.
You got me cooking with the fever, got me running for the sun.
Uh-huh, running for the sun, I feel so high, I feel like I may go
blowing away, blow, blow, blowing.

My well meaner, my day fancy dreamer, oh, what can it be?
Well, it's something like a power, like a hold, and it's holding me.
Uh-huh, and it's holding me. I feel so high, I feel like I may go
blowing away, blow, blow, blowing away. Blow, blow, blowing.

My long laster, my soft-hearted master ain't been born and bred.
But he's standing in my doorway in my mind, up above my, up above, up above my head.
Up above my head, up above my head, I feel so high, I feel like I may go blowing away,
blowing away, blowing away, blowing away, blowing away…

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I never meant to hurt you, I'm not that way at all.
Please believe the words of a heart, a heart that seems so small.
And I never meant to hurt you, I guess I lost my place.
Please believe the words of a heart, a heart that hides its face.

Why do I do things I never mean to do?
Why did I speak so carelessly when all that I felt was love for you?

And I swear, I never meant to hurt you. I've got to make you know.
Please believe the words of a heart, a heart that didn't show.
I never meant to hurt you, I only meant to love you it's true.
And when I saw you crying, I cried too.

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California sunshine boys, counting up their dimes,
counting up the girls they've known and counting up the times.
I got heartache but I got news, California sunshine boys, you can shine my shoes.

California sunshine boys never really care, only for that California shoeshine in their hair.
I got heartache, I got heartache, I got miles of heartache, I got heartache, I got heartache,
but I got news, California sunshine boys, yeah.

California sunshine boys, rapping ten feet tall.
John can make sweet Cindy cry but Joe can make her crawl.
I got heartache but I got news, California sunshine boys, you can shine my shoes.

California sunshine boys, California sunshine boys, California sunshine boys…

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