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2. | Tell 'Em Willie Boy's A'Comin' |
3. | White Horses |
4. | The Last One to Know |
5. | Rosalee |
6. | Paper Flowers |
7. | Walk a Country Mile |
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9. | Forty Days and Forty Nights |
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11. | I Live to Love a Woman |
12. | Fortunada |
13. | Dark Is the Night |
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Coming to carry, coming, sweet Mary.
Lay down my body, my sins I will bare thee.
Now I lay me down to sleep,
Lord, I pray my soul to keep,
When the bells a-ring out,
I'm a gonna sing out.
Mama, don't you, Mama, don't you,
Mama, don't you weep no more.
I know where I'm going.
Got no hurry, no worry, nothing to hide.
Now I lay me down to rest,
When I know I've done my best,
When my day is over,
I'll be coming over.
Mama, don't you, Mama, don't you,
Mama, don't you weep no more.
I know where I'm going.
Got no hurry, no worry, nothing to hide.
I've got nothing to hide, I'm satisfied,
Gonna rest my soul on the other side.
Coming to carry, coming, sweet Mary,
Lay down my body, my sins I will bare thee.
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Did you ever take the time to look inside your mind and find what's on the other side?
Did you ever see yourself the way somebody else is a-lookin' back at you?
What would you do?
Oh, would you understand or would you even care if the man who called you "Brother" lived or died?
Would you lend a hand or leave him standin' there?
'Cause if you don't, mister, tell me, who's gonna cry?
I wanna know, now.
Chorus
Who's gonna cry for the babies, now?
Who's gonna feel the sorrow?
Who's gonna cry for the babies, now?
Who's gonna weep tomorrow?
La la-la-la la-la la-la-la
La la-la-la la-la la-la-la
La la-la-la la-la la-la-la
Did you ever want to know what's deep inside your soul and go just to take a ride?
Did you ever see yourself the way somebody else is a-lookin' back at you?
What would you do?
Oh, would you understand or would you even care if the man who called you "Brother" lived or died?
Would you lend a hand or leave him standin' there?
'Cause if you don't, mister, tell me, who's gonna cry?
I wanna know, now.
repeat chorus
repeat chorus until fade out
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Forty Days and Forty Nights |
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Only ten more miles, a hundred years; a thousand smiles to hide the tears.
Oh, Kingston (Kingston) Highway (Highway).
Just a two-lane road, rock and sand; a heavy load for a broken man.
Whoa, Kingston (Kingston) Highway (Highway)
Where the lights are all bright and everything's goin' my way (my way).
Kingston (Kingston) Highway (Highway).
(oh-oh-oh)
Yeah, Kingston (Kingston) Highway (Highway)
Where the lights are all bright and everything's goin' my way (my way).
Kingston (Kingston) Highway (Highway).
(oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
Kingston (Kingston) Highway (Highway). (repeat ad lib until fade out)
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