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Three Dog Night




Альбом Three Dog Night


It Ain't Easy (1970)
1970
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Good Feeling 1957
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Rock & Roll Widow
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Carry me away
I know your angel eyes can see through me
Carry me away
Far from the love you give so generously
So generously
Woman, woman
I got a burning heart
I need to call
And tell you that's its you that I love
I've got a burning heart
I need to tell you that's its you that I love
I've got a burning heart
I need to tell you that I'll never get enough, yeah
Never, never, never, never, never, never, never get enough
Woman

Woman, I know you understand
The way that I feel, feel
Can't you hear me?
I'm a callin' your name
I want to make love to you
Lord, oh Lord, I want to hold you so much
Let me feel all about ya
Woman and I got a woman
Let me make love to you
Woman I love ya
Woman Oh no, no, no, no
Woman Oh, no
Woman (carry me away, carry me away)
Woman, carry me away


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Cold gray buildings where a hill should be.
Steel and concrete closing in on me.
City faces haunt the places i roam alone.

Cowboy, cowboy, can't run, can't hide, too late.
To fight now, to die to try.

Winds that once blew free now scatter dust to the sky
Cowboy, cowboy, can't run, can't hide, too late.
To fight now, to die to try


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When you go up on the mountain top
And you look out across the sea
And you know there's another place perhaps
A young man can be
And you jump down to the rooftop
And you look out across the town
And you know there's a lot of strange things
Circulatin' round

But it ain't easy,
It ain't easy, it ain't easy
To go ahead when your going' down

Well, the people have their problems
But that ain't nothing new
Well the hope and understanding
Can bring you on through
Well it can bring you on through
It can take you to the end
And that, ooh, woman, she can bring you down again

But it ain't easy,
It ain't easy, it ain't easy
To go ahead when your going' down

Satisfaction, satisfaction, tell me who is satisfied
When she, ooh, she take it in
And she hold it deep inside
And she hold it in too deep
And she bite it with her teeth
And that, ooh woman, she can give you some relief

But it ain't easy,
It ain't easy, it ain't easy
To go ahead when your going' down

It ain't easy when you're goin' down


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Whenever I need to leave it all behind
Or feel the need to get away-ay-ay
I find a quiet place, far from the human race
Out in the country

Before the breathin' air is gone
Before the sun is just a bright spot in the night-time
Out where the rivers like to run
I stand alone and take back somethin' worth rememberin'

Whenever I feel them closing in on me
Or need a bit of room to move
When life becomes too fast, I find relief at last
Out in the country

Before the breathin' air is gone
Before the sun is just a bright spot in the night-time
Out where the rivers like to run
I stand alone and take back somethin' worth rememberin'

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Before the breathin' air is gone
Before the sun is just a bright spot in the night-time
Out where the rivers like to run
I stand alone and take back somethin' worth rememberin'

Before the breathin' air is gone
Before the sun is just a bright spot in the night-time
Out where the rivers like to run
I stand alone and take back somethin' worth rememberin'

Before the breathin' air is gone
Before the sun is just a bright spot in the night-time
(fade)


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Good Feeling 1957

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Rock & Roll Widow

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Want some whiskey in your water?
Sugar in your tea?
What's all these crazy questions they're askin' me?
This is the craziest party that could ever be
Don't turn on the lights 'cause I don't wanna see

Mama told me not to come
Mama told me not to come
"That ain't the way to have fun, no"

Open up the window, let some air into this room
I think I'm almost chokin' from the smell of stale perfume
And that cigarette you're smokin' 'bout scare me half to death
Open up the window, sucker, let me catch my breath

Mama told me not to come
Mama told me not to come
"That ain't the way to have fun, son"
"That ain't the way to have fun, son"

The radio is blastin', someone's knockin' at the door
I'm lookin' at my girlfriend - she's passed out on the floor
I seen so many things I ain't never seen before
Don't know what it is - I don't wanna see no more

Mama told me not to come
Mama told me not to come
She said, "That ain't the way to have fun, son"
"That ain't the way to have fun, no"

"That ain't the way to have fun, no"
"That ain't the way to have fun, son"
"That ain't the way to have fun, no"
"That ain't the way to have fun, son"

"That ain't the way to have fun, no"
"That ain't the way to have fun, son"
"That ain't the way to have fun, no"
"That ain't the way to have fun, son"


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It's a little bit funny this feeling inside
I'm not one of those who can easily hide
I don't have much money but boy if I did
I'd buy a big house where we both could live

If I was a sculptor, but then again, no
Or a man who makes potions in a travelling show
I know it's not much but it's the best I can do
My gift is my song and this one's for you

And you can tell everybody this is your song
It may be quite simple but now that it's done
I hope you don't mind
I hope you don't mind that I put down in words
How wonderful life is while you're in the world

I sat on the roof and kicked off the moss
Well a few of the verses well they've got me quite cross
But the sun's been quite kind while I wrote this song
It's for people like you that keep it turned on

So excuse me forgetting but these things I do
You see I've forgotten if they're green or they're blue
Anyway the thing is what I really mean
Yours are the sweetest eyes I've ever seen


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Air pollution, revolution, you know I've had my fill.
Advertisin', computerizin', don't understand it and I never will.

Got to get back to some good time livin'
Got to get out where the air is sweet.
Got to, got to get back livin'
Work with our hands, live off the land,
Feel good clean earth under your feet.

Isolation, segregation, government controls
Call it a cop out gotta drop out.
You and me we gotta save out souls.

Got to get back to some good time livin'
Got to get out where the air is sweet.
Got to, got to get back livin'
Work with our hands, live off the land,
Feel good clean earth under your feet.

You're gonna take to planting flowers everywhere.
We'll find a world of simple pleasures we can share.

Gotta, gotta, got, got, to get back living.
Gotta, gotta, got, got, to get back living.
Gotta, gotta, got, got, to get back living.
Gotta, gotta, got, got, to get back living.
Gotta, gotta, got, got, to get back living.
[Repeat and fade.]


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