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Intro - This Is A Song
00:26
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Birdie In The Yard
01:58
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Birdie in the yard, birdie in the yard
try to get the seeds but it's too hard
the wind says no, and it starts to blow
and that's when the birdies say
we won't give up, we won't give up
we'll keep on trying till we're flying
won't give up, we won't give up
until we get that food, seed, or any other thing we need
Kitty in the sun, kitty in the sun
he's the king of everyone
he lays there like he doesn't care
and that's when we hear him say
I won't get up, I won't get up
I will stay here, I'm gonna lay here
won't get up, I won't get up
until I stretch my back, calm my breath, and feel relaxed
Everyone at home, everyone at home
don't be afraid you're not alone
if you don't believe so go to a window
open it up and sing
we sing this song because we're strong
anybody near me, join if you can hear me
sing along, and we are strong
sing the fear away, and everything will be okay
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I Should Quit
03:02
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I should quit smoking and play my guitar
treat my pipes like golden amber
pull my timbre from the tar
crack my clogged pipe, no filter
roll on unrolled, like I couldn't do so far
I should quit drinking and just play my guitar
pass a glass, I'll pass it on
when I'm onstage I wanna know it
pass a bottle all I gottle do is waddle through
the wicked water, man, and that'll show it
I should quit women and just play my guitar
cutting this one loose'll hurt
i like their skirts and their cabooses
but I remember they got tempered attitudeses
and fluid moodes, so what the dueces
I should quit working and just play my guitar
I sell my soul and time and fate
if Lady Music she would let me
and I don't care how much I make as long as she
and maybe two or three people, never forget me
I should quit it all and just play my guitar,
I'd play outside the mall or inside of any bar
I don't need a stage I can just stroll around the floor
and when I feel enraged I'll play guitar a little more
but still will I be stimulating with stimulant ignored
for without any vices in my life, what am I playing for?
Or should I quit playing around and go live a little more?
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4. |
Same Old
03:13
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Hard times got you down, pain in the neck, ain't no looking up
tough times break your back, you bust your ass, they kick it harder
can't get ahead, can't catch a break, can't seem to
make it stretch, no matter how much you make
today or made last month it's always stuck here in the same old mess.
I can't put it off another week, inspect the car or get this cough checked out
if you do you're damned and overdue, add to the pile
the utilities, amenities, and groceries are all
creditors are calling, bills stacked tall
and I fall so often I'm content to crawl
I can't pull it off another day, I'm just a work routine there is no me
wish I would've known to sell my soul and principles for much more money than what I've got
and what it's worth, and all the interest that's left
for what it's worth, I lost my interest in being stuck here in the same old mess
I can't take today, just go to bed, and hope tomorrow will forget it
like the sand forgets the tide dictates the dry times and the wet
and when it rains it pours and when it's pouring, man, it starts to flood
and if I drown before I wake 'least I won't be stuck here in this mud
I can't take a breath, my chest is heavy and my lungs collapse
like a sunken ship, concave and wrecked, a slave and sailors grave
all among their bones the gold of thrones and courts are fishes forts now
if all quarrels fall to coral, contented I'll cement and calcify myself
forever stuck here in the same old mess
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Little Stream
01:32
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Great lake's gone solid, little stream don't freeze.
I don't know, I sure been told, that don't mean that I believe,
I wouldn't take your great lake over my little stream.
Great lake's on fire, little stream don't burn.
Whether one in the hand or two in the bush, they all fly the same way when the poll come to push, they fly from your great lake back to my little stream.
Great lake's gone dry, little stream still flow.
With so many people draining it, it must be a pain but my little creek is still catching the rain, your many open mouths cry no tribute to the tide.
Great lake's gone bare, little stream still there.
You can say what you want but I won't pay no mind, I wouldn't go piss in your lake if it meant draining mine.
When your great lake's all gone my little crick still trickles on.
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6. |
Hand In Hand
04:03
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This is the day I stand beside
the man i thought was my enemy
this is my land, and it is yours
hand in hand, we change the course
We used to play, we used to dream
and then we blamed, and then we screamed
but now we're done and moving on
we'll see though darkness until the dawn
We used our guns, we used our bombs
but now we sing and get along
we share the past in our songs
and our future is looking strong
There's only you, there's only me
we're getting older, we're getting weak
but we're getting wise, and getting over
what we don't want our children to own.
Now we can fight, and we can hide
or we can rise when we decide
to create peace, when we unite
the way no government can provide
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