The river flows, it flows to the sea
Wherever that river goes thatґs where I want to be
Flow river flow, let your waters wash down
Take me from this road to some other town

All they wanted was to be free
and thatґs the way it turned out to be
Flow river flow, let your waters wash down
Take me from this road to some other town

Flow river flow, pass the shady tree
Go river go, go to the sea
Flow to the sea

Fido stayed all night, he would not go home
I asked him to leave, I said I do not have that bone
I was feelinґ lonesome sittinґ by the phone
Wide awake stayinґ up late wishinґ I was home

You were on the outside talking to some chick
I was on the inside feelinґ mighty sick
Sleep is what I wanted, you know what I got
Wide awake...

Dogs have it made, lyinґ round in the shade
Never have to worry about get there on time
I canґt help but wonder what was on your mind
Ridinґ round in the pouring rain, havin a heck of time
Livinґ may be easy, dyinґ may be hard
But Iґm wide awake stayinґ up late, sendinґ my regards

Give me oil in my lamp
Keep me burning burning burnin
Give me oil in my lamp as I pray
Give me oil in my lamp
Keep me burnin', burnin', burnin'
Keep me burnin' till I burn away
Sing oh sinner, sing oh sinner
Sing oh sinner to the king
Sing oh sinner, sing oh sinner
Sing oh sinner to the king

My nights have been lonely since I`ve been in Tulsa country
and I really don`t know what I'm gonna do.
I just might take a trip somewhere along the southern border
'cause I know I've gotta get away from you.

I don't know - just where I'll go
I believe I'll ride it down to Mexico
down to Mexico.

Got your note in Charlston, said you needed my assistance
but when I got there you didn't need me then.
I may not be a wise man but I know this life you're leading
you learned your tricks from lots of other men.

When first I came to Liverpool I went upon the spree
Me money at last I spent it fast got drunk as drunk could be
And when my money was all gone it was then that I wanted more
But a man must be blind to make up his mind to go to sea once more

I spent the night with Angeline to drunk to roll in bed
Me watch it was new and my money was too
And the morning with them she fled
And as I roamed the streets of Bath the whores they all would roar
There goes Jarr Tarr the poor sailor
He must go to sea once more
As I walking down the steet I ran into Rapper Brown
I asked him for to take me in and he looked at me with a frown
He said last time you was on board with me you job no score
But I'll take your advance and I'll give you the chance
And I'll send you to sea once more
They shipped me aboard of a whaling ship bound for the Artic Sea

Where the cold winds blow thru the frost and the snow
Jamaica rum would freeze
A'las I had no luck with my gear for I left my money ashore
It was then that I wished that I was there safe with the girl's
ashore

Come all ye boat seafaring lads who listen to my song
And when you come off them long trip pray that you don't go wrong
Take my advice drink no strong drink don't go sleeping with no whores
But get married lads and have all night in and go to to sea no more

Jesus is just alright with me
Jesus is just alright oh yeah
Jesus is just alright with me
Jesus is just alright

I donґt care what they may know
I donґt care where they may go
I donґt care what they may know
Jesus is just alright

I donґt care what they may say
I donґt care what they may do
I donґt care what they may say
Jesus is just alright oh yeah
Jesus is just alright

You must leave now, take what you need, you think will last.
But whatever you wish to keep, you better grab it fast.
Yonder stands your orphan with his gun,
Crying like a fire in the sun.
Look out the saints are comin' through
And it's all over now, Baby Blue.

The highway is for gamblers, better use your sense.
Take what you have gathered from coincidence.
The empty-handed painter from your streets
Is drawing crazy patterns on your sheets.
This sky, too, is folding under you
And it's all over now, Baby Blue.

All your seasick sailors, they are rowing home.
All your reindeer armies, are all going home.
The lover who just walked out your door
Has taken all his blankets from the floor.
The carpet, too, is moving under you
And it's all over now, Baby Blue.

Leave your stepping stones behind, something calls for you.
Forget the dead you've left, they will not follow you.
The vagabond who's rapping at your door
Is standing in the clothes that you once wore.
Strike another match, go start anew
And it's all over now, Baby Blue.

There must be someone I can turn to
Someone like me, lonely too
All my life Iґve been alone, got no friends, got no home
and there must be someone I can turn to

Well all my so called friends have turned their backs on me
They were lookinґ for someone I just couldnґt be
Let them go and have their fun, unaware of the harm theyґve done
and there must be someone I can turn to

Now if all the tears that I should have cried are still inside me
Why canґt a man be accepted for what he has to be
Must I live my whole life through not knowinґ what to do
Oh there must be someone I can turn to
Turn to, turn to, turn to
Oh there must be someone I can turn to
Turn to, turn to, turn to

Iґm writing this here letter from abroad a D.C.8
Headinґ into Angel town, I hope itґs not too late

It rained in New York City, Mr.Rockґn Roll couldnґt stay
The crowd was mad and we were bad, chasinґ the sun back to L.A.

Have breakfast with me mama, I hope theyґll let us in
Got a leather jacket on, you know that itґs a sin
Gunga Din

Sittinґ backwards on this airplane, itґs bound to make me sick
Spend your life on a D.C.8, never get to bed, settle down in the blue

Now weґre over Kansas where the clouds are flowing by
The whole wide world looks back at me
just like a mushroom high, I wonder why

The crops are all in and the peaches are rotting
The oranges are filed in their creosote dumps
They're flying 'em back to the Mexico border
To take all their money to wade back again

Goodbye to my Juan, farewell Roselita
Adios mis amigos, Jesus y Maria
You won't have a name when you ride the big airplane
All they will call you will be deportees

My father's own father, he waded that river
They took all the money he made in his life
It's six hundred miles to the Mexico border
And they chased them like rustlers, like outlaws, like thieves

The skyplane caught fire over Los Gatos Canyon
The great ball of fire it shook all our hills
Who are these dear friends who are falling like dry leaves?
Radio said, "They are just deportees"

Is this the best way we can grow our big orchards?
Is this the best way we can raise our good crops?
To fall like dry leaves and rot on out topsoil
And be known by no names except "deportees"

minus 20 in counting...19..18..17..16..15..14..13..12..11..
10..9..8..7..6..5.. we have ignition..3..2..1..
we have lift off

Armstrong, Aldrin and Collins were launched away in space
Millions of hearts were lifted, proud of the human race
Space control at Houston, radio command
The team below that gave the go they had Godґs helping hand

I'm going back baby way behind the sun
I'm going back baby way behind the sun
I'm gonna find me some honey and I just might bring you some
Well I'm going back baby don't you want to go
I'm going back baby don't you want to go
Goodbye to trouble never come back no more


You're gonna go out and find one of those fancy men
You better go out and find one of those fancy men
He'll roll you over in the clover and never come back again
Well I'm going back baby way behind the sun
Yes I'm going back baby way behind the sun
I'm gonna find me some honey and I just might bring you some

Honey when I brought you here you said that you would sing(?)
You said that you would win(?) your way to fortune and fame
Now I've given everything to keep you warm and clean
I didn't bat an eye when you changed your name
I'm getting tired of hearing people call you someone else
I'm getting tired of seeing you go to work in the morning and eating supper by myself
Now this Hollywood producer has offered you the world
He lets you drive his sporty new Camero
Wonder just how many girls he's told that story to
How many dreams have gone away in sorrow
I'm getting tires of biting my nails and pumping gasoline
I'm getting tired of waiting for you to figure out why this city is unclean
Mae Jean run back home with me and I'll go back to working on your daddy's farm
Mae Jean run back home with me
This wicked cities bound to do us harm
Now all this time I helped you with your promising career
I never said one word about your singing
I just want to let you know that you'll still be my star
If you say goodbye to Hollywood
And do your singing in the shower

Mae Jean run back home with me back to where the air is clean + free
May Jean run back home with me
If this city doesn't get us first it's gonna sink into the sea

Give me oil in my lamp
Keep me burning burning burnin
Give me oil in my lamp as I pray
Give me oil in my lamp
Keep me burnin', burnin', burnin'
Keep me burnin' till I burn away
Sing oh sinner, sing oh sinner
Sing oh sinner to the king
Sing oh sinner, sing oh sinner
Sing oh sinner to the king

My nights have been lonely since I`ve been in Tulsa country
and I really don`t know what I'm gonna do.
I just might take a trip somewhere along the southern border
'cause I know I've gotta get away from you.

I don't know - just where I'll go
I believe I'll ride it down to Mexico
down to Mexico.

Got your note in Charlston, said you needed my assistance
but when I got there you didn't need me then.
I may not be a wise man but I know this life you're leading
you learned your tricks from lots of other men.

I got goin', Jenny come along
Here come John, big boots on
I got goin', Jenny come along
Here come Johnny with his big boots on

I got goin', Jenny come along
Pretty little girl with a red dress on
She put it on, I put it on
Here come Johnny with his big boots on

Come on people give the fiddler a dram
Come on people give the fiddler a dram
Come on people give the fiddler a dram
Come on and give the fiddler a dram

I got a dog
Sitting on a fence
And I haven't seen the damn thing since
Worked all day with a bottle in my hand
Come on and give the fiddler a dram

Come on people give the fiddler a dram
Come on give the fiddler a dram
Come on people give the fiddler a dram
Come on and give the fiddler a dram

I got goin', Jenny come along
Twenty long years since I've been gone
I got goin', Jenny come along
Here come Johnny with his big boots on

Fiddler a dram, Fiddler a dram
Come on give the fiddler a dram
Fiddler a dram, Fiddler a dram
Come on give the fiddler a dram

The river flows, it flows to the sea
Wherever that river goes thatґs where I want to be
Flow river flow, let your waters wash down
Take me from this road to some other town

All they wanted was to be free
and thatґs the way it turned out to be
Flow river flow, let your waters wash down
Take me from this road to some other town

Flow river flow, pass the shady tree
Go river go, go to the sea
Flow to the sea

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