January, 2007

We're Here To Love

We all live
On a little round ball
Spinning somewhere in space
Just a tiny dot
In the universe
Reserved for the human race
And as our planet 
Obeys the laws
Of gravity, nature and time
We must look to our hearts 
To find our part 
That we play in the grand design

Ohhhh
We've all got the power
Yes its our finest hour
Will the stars up in Heaven
Keep shining down
From the ghetto to the Holy Land
Somebody's needin' 
Somebody's hand 
And it's time 
That we all understand
We're here to love

Some will lose their souls 
To the power of gold
And all that it may possess
They count their blessings
By the things they own
Never learning that more is less
From the moment we're born
To the that fatal light
Every season that turns in between
It's the love that you give
Every hour you live
That's the measure of the life you lead

Ohh ohh
We've all got the power
Yes its our finest hour
Will the stars up in Heaven
Keep shining down
From the ghetto to the Holy Land
Somebody's needin' 
Somebody's hand 
And it's time 
That we all understand
We're here to love

Ohh ohh
It's time that we all understand
We're here to love

Written by: T. Seals and M. Reid


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Human

Ohhh Lord
Why did you make me human
I've got to laugh
I've got to cry
I've got to live 
And I've got to die

And Ohh Lord
Why did you make me human
I've got the best girl in the world
But make her understand 
That I'm only a man

You mend
When I make the tears fall from her eyes
Forgive me for I apologize
Ohh and when I make I break her heart
And tear it all apart
Forgive me 
I'm only human

And ohhh Lord
Why did you make me human
I've got to work everyday
So little love and so little pay
And I'm just human
I'm just human

Written by: Luther Dixon

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Mystery Of Tomorrow

I'm used to being all alone
I don't really have a place called home
But I'm not sad
Oh I don't feel bad
There's still the mystery of tomorrow

People always tell me what I miss
Without having a girl to hold and kiss
Well they can't help the way the four winds blow
But there's still the mystery of tomorrow

You won't find me running or afraid of the dark
Just because the other day went wrong
I'm not in no hurry to foresee what will be
Not that I'm hesitating 
But half the fun is in the waiting

Once I had a girl who broke my heart
Some other guy she met tore us apart
But who knows when
I'll find a better girl to love in the end
There's still the mystery of tomorrow

Ohh
There's still the mystery of tomorrow

There's still the mystery of tomorrow

Written by: Mark Charron


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February, 2007

What A Way To Go

Met him in Seattle 
Bellied up to a bottle
Telling lies in the Blue Moon Bar
His face was hard and traveled
And as the line unraveled
I saw a man who could laugh about his scars

He said I got shanghaied in Vegas by a painted woman
Hog-tied by a hooker in Ohio
Derailed by a dancer down in Detroit
Lord he said women gonna be the death of me
But what a way to go

He said a girl named Nancy 
Once tickled his fancy
And backed it up with a fifty dollar smile
He laughed when he remembered
The pain of sweet surrender
But heartaches never seemed to cramp his style

He said I got tongue-tied by a teacher in Tallahassee
French-fried by a waitress in Idaho
Waylaid by a widow in Wyoming
Lord he said women gonna be the death of me
But what a way to go

He said I got shanghaied in Vegas by a painted woman
Hog-tied by a hooker in Ohio
Derailed by a dancer down in Detroit
Lord he said women gonna be the death of me
But what a way to go

He said I got tongue-tied by a teacher in Tallahassee
French-fried by a waitress in Idaho
Waylaid by a widow in Wyoming

Written by: Jim Rushing and Bobby David

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Beautiful Music

Once my life
Had no direction
I was lost as could be
I was caught in a world
Spinning around in misery
I needed a friend
You took me in and you touched my heart
With your song of love
You gave me a brand new start

Now there's beautiful music
Flowing all through me
Just like you said
Angels singing
Joy bells ringing inside my head
Since you came inside me
Now I'm lost inside your love

I tasted just enough
To make me hunger for more of you
Now I'm hooked on your lovin'
And I don't wanna break loose
With my heart in my hand
I'm yours to command
I'll do what you say to
Just never let me go Lord
I'm so in love with you

Now there's beautiful music
Flowing all through me
Just like you said
Angels singing
Joy bells ringing inside my head
Since you came inside me
Now I'm lost inside your love

Now there's beautiful music
Flowing all through me
Just like you said
Angels singing
Joy bells ringing inside my head

Now there's beautiful music
Flowing all through me
Just like you said
Angels singing

Written by: Ferguson

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I Want Everyone To Cry

Nobody could love anybody like she loved me
I hurt her
Hurt her so badly
I can't believe
Now she's gone
I'm low as I've ever felt
I've cried till there's nothing else
Now I'm gonna need some help

I want everyone who hears this song to cry
Maybe I'll get over her
If the whole world helps me try
When I get through
Don't let me see 
One dry eye
I want everyone who hears this song to cry

Don't tell me
In time I'll forget her
That's not true
So help me
I've tried every angle
I know to
If you want to
Wait till the lights are low
Nobody has to know
So come on
Let the teardrops flow

I want everyone who hears this song to cry
Maybe I'll get over her
If the whole world helps me try
When I get through
Don't let me see 
One dry eye
I want everyone who hears this song to cry

I want everyone who hears this song to cry
Maybe I'll get over her
If the whole world helps me try
When I get through
Don't let me see 
One dry eye
I want everyone who hears this song to cry

Written by: M. Noble and Wood Newton

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March, 2007

To Be Loved

Someone to kiss
Someone to miss
When you're away 
To be here for you today

To be loved
To be loved
Oh what a feeling
To be loved

Someone to care
Someone to share
Lonely hours 
And the moments of despair

To be loved
To be loved
Oh what a feeling
To be loved

Some wish to be a king or a queen
Some wish for fortune and fame
But to be truly
Truly loved 
Is more than all of these things

Ohh ohh
Someone to kiss
Someone to miss
When you're away 
To be here for you today

To be loved
To be loved
Oh what a feeling
To be loved 

To be loved
To be loved
Oh what a feeling
To be
To be loved 

Written by: Carlo, B. Gordy & G. Gordy

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Don't Worry

Don't worry 'bout me
It's all over now
Though I may be blue 
I'll manage somehow
Love can't be explained
Can't be controlled
One day it's warm
Next day it's cold

Don't pity me 
'Cause I'm feelin' blue
Don't be ashamed
It might have been you
Oh oh oh oh oh love
Kiss me one time
Then go love
I'll understand
Don't worry 'bout me

Sweet sweet sweet love
I want you to be
As happy as I
When you loved me
I'll never forget you
Your sweet memory
It's all over now
Don't worry 'bout me

When one heart tells
One heart
One heart good-bye
One heart is free
One heart will cry
Oh oh oh oh oh sweet
Sweet baby sweet baby sweet
It's alright
Don't worry 'bout me

Written by: Marty Robbins

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You're The Only Reason I'd Ever Leave Texas

Let 'em just say Texas to me
And I'll talk on and on
But let 'em ask about you 
And I'll talk twice as long
I'll talk about those blue Texas skies
But not the way I'll talk about your blue eyes

You're the only reason I'd ever leave Texas
And for a cowboy born and raised here
That's saying a lot
You're the only reason I'd ever leave Texas
'Cause you mean more to me 
Than all that Texas has got

Let 'em just say Texas ain't big
And they're in for a fight
Let 'em just talk bad about you
And they're risking their life
Oh to me no other place means so much
But even Texas can't compare with your touch

You're the only reason I'd ever leave Texas
And for a cowboy born and raised here
That's saying a lot
You're the only reason I'd ever leave Texas
'Cause you mean more to me 
Than all that Texas has got

Ohh ohh
You're the only reason I'd ever leave Texas
You're the only reason I'd ever leave Texas
Ohh ohh
You're the only reason I'd ever leave Texas
You're the only reason I'd ever leave Texas

Written by: Archie Jordan

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April, 2007

Goin' Thru The Motions

Listen everybody everyday
I go to work and get my pay
Then I go out
Out to have some fun
Find me someone
At the drive-in or the show
Every place we used to go
Oh I just go thru the motions

And these motions I go thru
Only remind me more of you
Why did you go and leave me
Wait and see
You'll be sorry one day
When you hear him say
That he's grown tired of you

Then you'll go thru the motions
The motions I've gone thru
The motions of living a lonely life
Of crying yourself to sleep at night
Just like I cried over you

Life goes on
So they tell me
Well I don't feel
What they tell me
Her memory lingers on
She's not gone
Everyday that I go thru
Lost and lonely without you
I just go thru the motions

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
La la la la
La la la

Written by: Rush & Lee

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I Wonder

I wonder
Wonder what I did to Mom and Daddy
My Mom and Daddy
They don't love me

And I wonder
Wonder what I did to all the friends I had
And the only girl I loved
To all my dreams so high
And all the days gone by
They keep reminding me

My Mother and Dad
The friends I've had
The girl I loved
They don't want me
The days gone by
My dreams so high
They don't care if I die

Neither do I
Neither do I
Neither do I
Neither do I

Oh oh ohhh
Oh ohhh

Written by: Mark Charron

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Gonna Send You Back To Georgia

Well you had nothing when I met you baby
But look what you got now
Sometimes I wonder did I make a mistake
But I brought you from the south

So I'm gonna take you back to Georgia
Well back where you belong
Yes I am
You done got in the big city baby
You done started doing me wrong
Yes you have

Well your Momma and your Daddy told me baby
Not to take you from the south
I took you to the city when you were a child
And the fight bout knocked you out

And girl I'm gonna take you back to Georgia
Ohh because you don't know a thing
No you don't
Well when I first met you baby
You couldn't read or write your name
Well no

Well you run the streets with your wig hair
Trying to play your high class games
You run the streets both day and night
You don't have pocket change
So I'm gonna take you back to Georgia
Well before I have to lose my mind

Well I just can't understand it baby
What is that makes your head so hot
What is it

I'm gonna take you back to Georgia
Right back where you belong
Yes I am
Yeah
I'm gonna take you back to Georgia

Written by: Matthews and Hammond Jr.

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May, 2007

The Greatest Love

Ohh ohh ohh oh
Your other love
Buys you pretty clothes
And all the fine things
That Heaven only knows
I wish I could

Your other love dances and he sings
And he swings and he says all the witty little things
That a playboy should

Oh he's got money
He's got charm
And when you're walking arm in arm
It hurts me so
But I want you to know

It's not easy
Heaven knows I've tried
To wish the best to you
And push myself aside

It takes the greatest love
That you'll ever find
To let you walk away
Leaving me behind
That's the greatest love

Oh yes it is
Oh Ohh ohh ohh

Your other love
He's got the power
To entertain you
Each and every hour
Of the day and night

Your other love
He's got the ways and the means
To show you all the wild scenes
Where the lights are bright

Oh love should never be possessed
So don't you cry and be depressed
You're free to go
But I still want you to know

It's not easy
Heaven knows I've tried
To wish the best to you baby
And push myself aside

It takes the greatest love
That you'll ever find
To let you walk away
Leaving me behind
And that's the greatest love
Oh yes it is

Oh it takes the greatest love
Ohh ohhh it takes the greatest love
Ohh it takes the greatest love

Written by Joe South

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Statue Of A Fool

Somewhere there should be 
For all the world to see
A statue of a fool made of stone
An image of a man 
Who let love slip through his hands
And then just let him stand there all alone

And there on his face 
A gold tear should be placed
To honor the million tears he's cried
And the hurt in his eyes would show
So everyone would know
Concealed is a broken heart inside

So build a statue 
Ohh oh build it high 
So that all 
All the world can see
Then inscribe The World's Greatest Fool 
And name it after me

Written by: Jan Crutchfield

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You Are The Song (Inside Of Me)

This love song
Is for you
And all of the little things
That you always do
You begin my day
Girl how you end my day
You are the song inside of me

I didn't care
If we're in a crowd
'Cause I might come right out
And sing it right aloud
Your happiness
Brings it on I guess
You are the song inside of me

Everytime I hold you close to me
I can feel the music start
And every kiss I love you
And the rhythm is my wildly beating heart

The melody
Is your love for me
You are the song inside of me
You are the song inside of me

Written by: Ben Peters and George Richey

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June, 2007

The Girl Can't Help It

If she walks by
The men folks get engrossed
Ah yeah
If she moves 
Bread slice turn to toast
She's got a lot of 
What they call the most
Ah yeah

The girl can't help it
That she was born to please
Ah nah
She's got a figure ya'll
A figure made to squeeze
Won't you kindly be aware
The girl can't help it

She mesmerizes
Every mother's son
Ah yeah
If she's smiles
Beefsteak become well done
Ah yeah
She makes Grandpa feel like he's twenty one
Ah yeah

The girl can't help it
She was born to please
Ah no
And if I go to her on bended knees
Won't you kindly be aware
That I can't help it

The girl can't help it
If she was born to please
Ah nah
She's got a figure ya'll
A figure made to squeeze
And I'm hoping
Obviously
That some day
The answer will be
The girl can't help it
That she's in love with me
Ah yeah

I can't help it
Ah no
She can't help it

Written by: Bobby Troup
(trivia note: Bobby Troup played Dr. Joe Early on the TV series, "Emergency")

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I Pray For Rain

I pray for rain
I pray for rain
Picnic basket
Filled with goodies
For you and your new love
To have dinner on the ground

Oh ohh 
I pray for rain
I pray for rain
If it rains
It won't be groovy
For you and your new love
To share the new love that you've found

Oh ohh
I pray for rain
I pray for rain

Rainy season
Setting in
On you and your new love
I'll be seeing you again
I pray for rain
I pray for rain

Written by: S. Oldham and D. Penn

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That Was A Long Long Time Ago

That was a long long time ago
And I hardly recognize you now

I remember the first that we ever met
It was raining and you were all wet
I offered you my coat
But you were too shy
You said I don't know you
So I better say bye
But

That was a long long time ago
That was a long long time ago
That was a long long time ago
And I hardly recognize you now

I asked if I could walk you home that day
You said first meet Mom and Dad
It's better that way
I met your Mom and Dad
And they were no fools
Why they had been raising you according
To old fashioned rules
But 

That was a long long time ago
That was a long long time ago
That was a long long time ago
And I hardly recognize you now

We courted for a year
And when we were ready
We went to the country 
Said our vows and stayed
Two children later
We were still doing fine
Till the traveling salesman
Took me out of your mind
But

That was a long long time ago
That was a long long time ago
That was a long long time ago
And I hardly recognize you now

You were gone for almost a year
And every night I shed a tear
And when you came back
You found our country life dead
The city life had gone 
Gone to your head
But now

That was a long long time ago
That was a long long time ago
That was a long long time ago
And I hardly recognize you now

What happened to the sweet girl 
That I used to know
The girl I married
Where did she go
I guess I'll have to spend 
The rest of my life
Remembering the good days
When you acted like a wife
But

That was a long long time ago
That was a long long time ago
That was a long long time ago
And I hardly recognize you now

That was a long long time ago
That was a long long time ago
That was a long long time ago
And I hardly recognize you now

Written by: Mark Charron

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July, 2007

Honorable Peace

Now your Father has told you
Son you're naive
To still be out lookin'
For something to believe
The realities of power
Are above your ideals
And he sure has good reasons
For the way that he feels

For man has never hesitated
To do violent deeds
To ravage this earth
And take more than he needs
Can there be any doubt
To the size of his crimes
After all that we've seen
Within our own times

Oh but what kind of logic
In what kind of brain
What manner of man
Would think it was sane
What kind of soul
And what heart that beats
Would chose to kill millions
For an honorable peace

There are those who will argue
It's all too complex
You must live past the present
To see it's effects
As if the peasant in the fields
Hearing planes in the sky
Waits for history to tell him
It's his turn to die

Now I'm sorry that you have to hear
These words tonight
They're not pleasant to sing
They're not pleasant to write
I know the tide of protest
Has passed us somehow
Oh but when do you speak out
If you don't speak out now

Tell me
What kind of logic
In what kind of brain
What manner of man
Would think it was sane
What kind of soul
And what heart that beats
Would chose to kill millions
For an honorable peace

Tell me
What kind of logic
In what kind of brain
What manner of man
Would think it was sane
What kind of soul
In what heart that beats
Would chose to kill millions
For an honorable peace

Tell me
What kind of logic
In what kind of brain
What manner of man
Would think it was sane
What kind of soul
In what heart that beats
Would chose to kill millions
For an honorable peace

Written by: Gerry Goffin and Barry Goldberg
Recorded on Christmas Eve, 12/24/1972

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Grow Young

Don't get so busy
Don't get so tired
Climbing the ladder 
And counting each rung
Try not to worry 
Too much to have fun
Don't get so old
You forget to grow young

Grow young
Grow young
And maybe this way
You'll be a child 
Again someday

Grow young
Grow young
And maybe this way
You'll be a child 
Again someday

Don't get so caught up 
In telephone wires
That you can't remember 
The songs that you've sung
Feel sorry for things that 
You've already done
Don't get so old
You forget to grow young

Grow young
Grow young
And maybe this way
You'll be a child 
Again someday

Grow young
Grow young
And maybe this way
You'll be a child 
Again someday

You'll be a child
Again someday

Written by: J. Webb


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Everybody's Talkin'

Everybody's talkin' at me
Can't hear a word they're sayin'
Only the echoes of my mind

People are stoppin' and starin'
I can't see their faces
Only the shadows of their eyes

I'm goin' where the sun keeps shinin'
Through the pourin' rain
Goin' where the weather 
Suits my clothes

Bankin' off the northeast wind
Sailin' on a summer breeze
Skippin' over the ocean 
Like a stone

I'm goin' where the sun keeps shinin'
Through the pourin' rain
Goin' where the weather 
Suits my clothes

Bankin' off the northeast wind
Sailin' on a summer breeze
Skippin' over the ocean 
Like a stone

Everybody's talkin' at me
Can't hear a word they're sayin'
Only the echoes of my mind

And I won't let you leave my love behind
I won't let you leave
I won't let you leave
I won't let you leave

Written by Fred Neil

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August, 2007

The Best Time To Tell Your Lover You Love Her

He sat down at the counter 
Beside me
He said son 
My woman left me today
And if you want to keep 
The woman you love
Then listen to what I've got to say

The best time to tell 
Your lover you love her
Ain't when I thought that it was
The best time to tell 
Your lover you love her
Is before somebody else does

He said son I took her for granted
Now she's gone
How could I've been so blind
And if you've got a woman
That you love
Then tell her a
And don't waste no time

'Cause the best time to tell 
Your lover you love her
Ain't when I thought that it was
The best time to tell 
Your lover you love her
Is before somebody else does

Before somebody else does

Written by: Archie Jordan

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Baby Cried

Baby is the only name I've called her
Ever since the day she came my way
And told me
She was lonely
When I asked her why
Baby cried

She told me that no boy ever held her hand
Sixteen and she couldn't understand
Why no one
Paid attention yeah
When I held her hand
Baby cried

Then she told me that no boy ever held her tight
Only the ones in her dreams at night
Then rushing
She started running yeah
I caught her
I held her tight
Baby cried

And as I held her tenderly
The strangest feeling came over me
And it told me
I too was lonely
Then I kissed her lips
Baby cried

And I cried
Yeah baby cried
And I cried
Baby cried

Written by: Mark Charron

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Am I That Easy To Forget

They say you've found somebody new
But that won't stop my loving you
I just can't let you walk away
Forget the love I had for you

Guess I could find somebody too
But I don't want no one but you
How could you leave without regret
Am I that easy to forget

Before you leave be sure you find
You want his love much more than mine
'Cause I'll just say we've never met
If I'm that easy to forget

Before you leave be sure you find
You want his love much more than mine
'Cause I'll just say we've never met
If I'm that easy to forget

If I'm that easy to forget 

Written by Carl Belew and W. S. Stevenson

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September, 2007

Do What You Gotta Do

Girl I can understand how it might be
Kinda hard to love a guy like me
I don't blame you much 
For wanting to be free
I just wanted you to know
I loved you better that your own kin did
And from the very start 
It was my own fault
For what happened to my heart
You see I've always known you'd go

So you just do what you gotta do
My wild sweet love
Though it may mean 
I'll never kiss
Those sweet lips again
Pay that no mind
And find that dapper dream of yours
Come on back and see me when you can

I know they make you feel sad
Ooh they make you feel bad
They say you don't treat me like you should
They got ways to make you feel no good
I guess they got no way to know
I've had my eyes wide open from the start
And girl you never lied to me
And the part of you that they'll never never see
Is the part you've shown to me

So you just do what you gotta do
My wild sweet love
Though it may mean I'll never kiss
Those sweet lips again
Pay that no mind
And find that dapper dream of yours
Come on back and see me when you can 

Do what you gotta do
My wild sweet love
Though it may mean 
I'll never kiss
Those sweet lips again
Pay that no mind
And find that dapper dream of yours
Come on back and see me when you can 

Ohh come on back and see me
Come on back and see me
I want you to do what you gotta do

Written by: Jimmy Webb

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The Whole World's In Love When You're Lonely

Last night my room mate brought his girlfriend home
Started carrying on
Like I wasn't there
I ain't no fool
I know that three's a crowd
I'm the odd man out
So I disappeared
I walked outside in the cold night air
I saw two lovers kissing there

Don't it seem like 
The whole world's in love when you're lonely
Everybody's holding hands
Making eyes
Making plans
Oh the whole world's in love when you're lonely
And it sure makes you blue when
The whole world's in love without you

So I went and saw an old movie
Was a love story
Almost made me cry
Somehow the hero always gets the girl
In a make believe world
So could I
Lights came up and as I turned to go
I caught the love scene in the very last row

Don't it seem like 
The whole world's in love when you're lonely
Everybody's holding hands
Making eyes
Making plans
Oh the whole world's in love when you're lonely
And it sure makes you blue when
The whole world's in love without you

Is something wrong with me
Everybody I meet
Seems to have their one and only

Don't it seem like 
The whole world's in love when you're lonely
Everybody's holding hands
Making eyes
Making plans

The whole world's in love when you're lonely
Everybody's holding hands
Making eyes
Making plans

The whole world's in love when you're lonely
Everybody's holding hands
Making eyes
Making plans
The whole world's in love when you're lonely

Written by: D. Tyler and F. Knobloch

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In My Heart

They got cowboys in Boston
Baked beans in Austin
Rock 'n roll in Barcelona
Snow flakes in Daytona
Surf in Arizona
Anything you want anywhere

They got lobsters in Greenville
Seagulls in Nashville
French fries in Portland Maine
Sunshine and rain
Crazy insane
Depends on how you feel when you're there

I've got you
In my heart
Even when I'm all alone
It's still strong
In my heart
I've got you 
In my heart

They got food out of season
Port without a reason
Pity for the cruel at heart
Seen a horse behind a cart
I felt the end before the start
Nothing tried to make any sense

I've got phone calls from strangers
Warning of danger
I fell victim to their fantasies
I was insanity
Lonely up a tree
But I've learned how to put up my fence

'Cause I've got you 
In my heart
Even when it's out of range
It still stands 
In my heart
I've got you
In my heart

Just like the life in my love strings
You are the love in my life strings
In my heart
I've got you 
In my heart

In my heart
You really know the love
It's still strong 
In my heart
I've got you 
In my heart

Written by: Tim Krekel
Produced by: Chips Moman

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October, 2007

Love Me Tender

Love me tender
Love me sweet
Never let me go
You have made my life complete
And I love you so

Love me tender
Love me true
All my dreams fulfill
For my darling
I love you
And I always will

Love me tender
Love me long
Take me to your heart
For it's there
I belong
And we'll never part

Love me tender
Love me true
All my dreams fulfill
For my darling
I love you
And I always will

Love me tender
Love me dear
Tell me you are mine
I'll be yours 
Through all the years
Till the end of time

Love me tender
Love me true
All my dreams fulfill
For my darling
I love you
And I always will

Written by: Vera Matson, Ken Darby & Elvis Presley


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Since I Don't Have You

I don't have plans and schemes
And I don't have hopes and dreams 
I don't have anything 
Since I don't have you 

And I don't have hot desires
And I don't have happy hours
I don't have anything 
Baby since I don't have you

I don't have happiness
And I guess 
I never will again
When you walked out on me
In walked old misery
And it's been here since then

I don't have love to share
And I don't have one who cares
I don't have anything 
Baby since I don't have you

And I don't have hot desires
And I don't have happy hours

Written by: J. Rock and The Skyliners 

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Uncloudy Day 

Oh they tell me of a home 
Far beyond the skies
They tell me of a home 
Far away
Oh they tell me of a home 
Where no storm clouds rise
Oh they tell me of an uncloudy day

Oh the land of cloudless day
Oh the land of an uncloudy day
Oh they tell me of a home 
Where no storm clouds rise
Oh they tell me of an uncloudy day

Oh they tell me of a home 
Where my friends have gone
They tell me of a home far away
Where the tree of life 
In eternal bloom
Sheds its fragrance 
Through the uncloudy day

Oh the land of cloudless day
Oh the land of an uncloudy day
Oh they tell me of a home 
Where no storm clouds rise
Oh they tell me of an uncloudy day

Oh they tell me that He smiles 
On His children there
And His smile drives their sorrows away
And they tell me that no tears 
Ever come again
In that lovely land of uncloudy day

Oh the land of cloudless day
Oh the land of an uncloudy day
Then they tell me of a home 
Where no storm clouds rise
Oh they tell me of an uncloudy day

Oh they tell me of a an uncloudy day

Written by: Josiah K. Alwood

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November, 2007

Your Tears Leave Me Cold

I remember the feeling of wanting to die
When you said goodbye
Now you've come back home
Crying
Go on and cry girl
Your tears leave me cold

At first the pain of losing you
Tore my poor heart in two
Now I find my prayers weren't lying
Go on and cry girl
Your tears leave me cold

If you think I still love you
You're mistaken
I don't care what you do
Never thought I'd see your heart aching
Go on and cry girl
Your tears leave me cold

Yes I saw her
On the corner drinking wine
The same girl I once called mine
You say that you'll be true
Stop lying
Go on and cry girl
Your tears leave me cold

Go on and cry girl
Your tears leave me cold

Go on and cry ...

Written by: Mark Charron

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Guess I'll Pack My Things

Squirrels playing in the trees
Two by two
Gonna try to live my life with ease
Without you

Seems so hard
To catch the moments 
That are gone
Guess I'm gonna pack my things
Guess I'm gonna pack my things
Guess I'm gonna pack my things
And travel on

Little children stop and stare
As I play
They don't know
And they don't care
Just what I say

Now they're here 
But now they've gone away
I guess I'm gonna pack my things
Guess I'm gonna pack my things
Guess I'm gonna pack my things
And travel on

Maybe someday 
When I am wandering
She'll find me and call
Call me her own

But till that day
I wander like a river
Winding pathways
Leaving me drifting along
Halfway home

Looking at this worried world
What's that I see
I see the eyes of a little girl
Reaching for me

Now she too has gone
I'll just wander to the sea
Guess I'm gonna pack my things
I guess I'm gonna pack my things
I guess I'm gonna pack my things
And travel on

I guess I'm gonna pack my things
I guess I'm gonna pack my things
Guess I'm gonna pack my things
And travel on

Written by: Jerry Merrick

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Suspicious Minds

We're caught in a trap
I can't walk out
Because I love you too much baby

Why can't you see
What you're doing to me
When you don't believe a word I say

We can't go on together
With suspicious minds
And we can't build our dreams
On suspicious minds

So if an old friend I know
Stops by to say hello
Would I still see suspicion in your eyes

Here we go again
Asking where I've been
Can't you see these tears are real
I'm crying

We can't go on together
With suspicious minds
And be can't build our dreams
Because suspicious minds

Won't let our love survive
Or dry the tears from your eyes
So let's don't let a good thing die
When honey you know I've never 
Lied to you
Mmm mmm yeah yeah

We're caught in a trap
I can't walk out
Because I love you too much baby

Why can't you see
What you're doing to me
When you don't believe a word I say

Now don't you know we're caught in a trap
I can't walk out
Because I love you too much baby

Now don't you know we're caught in a trap
I can't walk out
Because I love you too much baby

Whoa don't you know that we're caught in a trap
I can't walk out
Because I love you too much baby

Now don't you know that we're caught in a trap
I can't walk out
Because I love you too much baby

Now don't you know we're caught in a trap
Now girl
I know can't walk out
Because I love you too much baby

Now don't you know we're caught in a trap
Now girl
I can't walk out
Because I love you too much baby

Now don't you know we're caught in a trap
I know I can't walk out
Because I love you too much baby

We're caught in a trap
I know I can't walk out
Because I love you too much baby

We're caught in a trap
I know I can't walk out
Because I love you too much baby

We're caught in a trap
Ohh I can't walk out
Because I love you too much baby

We're caught in a trap
Now baby
I know I can't walk out
Because I love you too much baby

Written by Mark James

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