Your name froze on the winter air. An empty bench in Soho Square. Forgotten, now I turn away. Just save me for a rainy day. But don't be sorry, I don't want to hear it, baby.
If you don't open your eyes then you're gonna get hurt. 'Cause she keeps telling you lies, she's just a full time flirt. Now I know I don't count no more but you're the one I still care for.
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John Stewart/George Yanok. . (Spoken) I remember when I rode into town that morning in December of forty-eight. Oh, bitter cold. I had on my parka, my sheepskin coat and my brown and white spectator pumps. Cut quite a figure if I do say so. Huh, cute. First thing I spied was a poster. There's going to be a dance. The second Hogsville dandy-steppin' ball and frog happin; contest. Drag..
John Stewart. . Chorus:. I don't want to hear your stories of old. Don't show me your golden chains.. For if there's just one man in this whole wide land and he is living in pain. Oh, then freedom's not your name..
Oh, we'll stay awhile to bide awhile. We'll never want to leave ya. Oh, we'll stay awhile to bide awhile. 'Til we come back to see ya. . As we were walkin' down to Wales one day.
Is it wrong to be so much in love with a girl. That you can't tell her voice from the spinnin' of the world?. . I am gone, I can fly like a comet on the sky.
Jane Bowers. . I used to ride a little old speckled roan. I told him lots of things I wouldn't have told at home.. I said to the speckled roan, said I, "I'm so lonesome I could die, but I ain't gonna stay lonesome very long.".
Well, I know I don't have to be told. That the North wind is chilly and cold. Well, I know far from the South wind I ran. Now, I'm a lost and lonely man, well, I know.
South Coast, the wild coast, is lonely. You may win at the game at Jolon. But the lion still rules the barranca, and a man there is always alone. . My name is Juan Hano de Castro. My father was a Spanish grandee.
When you sit and wonder. Why things have gone so wrong. And you wish someone would tell us. Where our friend has gone. . Look then to the hills. When there's courage in the wind.
Mike Settle. . Caroline, Caroline, girl, you'd better go on home 'cause I'll be leavin' with the morning dew, stronger for the seeds we've sown.. I'll write you love down in a song. I will sing it a life time long. That way, my love will never do you any wrong..
Eric Schwandt/Dave Guard. . Wassail, wassail, all over the town. The cup, it is white and the ale, it is brown.. The cup, it is made of the good ashen tree and so is the malt of the finest barley..
I am a young man, so you'll know my age is twenty-one. I come from out in southern Colorado. Just home from the service and I'm looking for my fun. . Someday soon, she's goin' with me, someday soon.
I remember when I was a barefooted boy. Climbing in a sycamore tree. But now I'm a little older, got a rifle on my shoulder. Some fool made a soldier of me.
Bob Shane/Nick Reynolds/John Stewart. . Chorus:. My heaven is so high, you can't get over it. So low, you can't get under it.. So wide, you can't get around it. You gotta come in at the door..
We come on the sloop John be,. My grandfather and me. Around Nassau town we did roam. Drinkin' all night. Got into a fight (got into a fight). Well, I feel so break up.
Have you heard of the ship, called the good Reuben James. Run by hard fighting men, both of honor and fame. She flew the stars and stripes for the land of the free.