Post four lines of perfect lyrics from first verse
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DickyC said:
I came upon a child of God
He was walking along the road
I asked him, "Where are you going?"
This he told me...
(Let me do the second verse. Oh, go on. Please. Pretty please. I'd like it as my epitaph. It sums up all the hopes and dreams of all the hippies who were really shop assistants and petrol pump attendants.)
I'm going down to Yazgur's FarmHe was walking along the road
I asked him, "Where are you going?"
This he told me...
(Let me do the second verse. Oh, go on. Please. Pretty please. I'd like it as my epitaph. It sums up all the hopes and dreams of all the hippies who were really shop assistants and petrol pump attendants.)
I'm gonna join a Rock'n'Roll band
I'll camp out on the land
I'll try and set my soul free
Chisel that on my stone, can you? It's the absurd free spirited optimism of the baby boomers in four lines.
popeyewhite said:
DickyC said:
I came upon a child of God
He was walking along the road
I asked him, "Where are you going?"
This he told me...
(Let me do the second verse. Oh, go on. Please. Pretty please. I'd like it as my epitaph. It sums up all the hopes and dreams of all the hippies who were really shop assistants and petrol pump attendants.)
No.He was walking along the road
I asked him, "Where are you going?"
This he told me...
(Let me do the second verse. Oh, go on. Please. Pretty please. I'd like it as my epitaph. It sums up all the hopes and dreams of all the hippies who were really shop assistants and petrol pump attendants.)
Woodstock was s
te.Isle of Wight Festival a year later here in the UK bettered it by a mile, it didn't rain, the sun was out,
a record number of people attended, over double Woodstock.
A few here. Christ, I could pick soooo many I'd be here for hours! 
I was driving to Damascus when a sandstorm rose
The road disappeared and the axle froze
I was low on gas and lower on hope
I covered my eyes and I felt for the rope.
I can't help about the shape I'm in
I can't sing, I ain't pretty and my legs are thin
But don't ask me what I think of you
I might not give the answer that you want me to.
If I came into your city
Hung up on a game
Would you give me your assistance
Though you didn't know my name.
Now when the day goes to sleep and the full moon looks
The night is so black, that the darkness cooks
You come creepin' around making me do things I don't wanna do
I can't believe that you need my love so bad
It was a beautiful day, the sun beat down
I had the radio on, I was drivin'
The trees went by, me and Del were singin'
Little runaway, I was flyin'
Well, I started out down a dirty road
Started out all alone
And the sun went down as I crossed the hill
And the town lit up and the world got still
The mid-day sky was grey and purple
At least it wasn't blue
I want the sky to be the way I am
And what I do.
It was a rainy night when he came into sight
Standing by the road, no umbrella, no coat
So I pulled up along side and I offered him a ride
He accepted with a smile so we drove for a while.
She grew up in an Indiana town
Had a good-lookin' mama who never was around.
But she grew up tall and she grew up right
With them Indiana boys on an Indiana night.
The people came and listened
Some of them came and played
Others gave flowers away, yes they did
Down in Monterey
We got somethin' we both know it, we don't talk too much about it
Ain't no real big secret all the same, somehow we get around it
Listen, it don't really matter to me baby, you believe what you want to believe
You see you don't have to live like a refugee.
I was driving to Damascus when a sandstorm rose
The road disappeared and the axle froze
I was low on gas and lower on hope
I covered my eyes and I felt for the rope.
I can't help about the shape I'm in
I can't sing, I ain't pretty and my legs are thin
But don't ask me what I think of you
I might not give the answer that you want me to.
If I came into your city
Hung up on a game
Would you give me your assistance
Though you didn't know my name.
Now when the day goes to sleep and the full moon looks
The night is so black, that the darkness cooks
You come creepin' around making me do things I don't wanna do
I can't believe that you need my love so bad
It was a beautiful day, the sun beat down
I had the radio on, I was drivin'
The trees went by, me and Del were singin'
Little runaway, I was flyin'
Well, I started out down a dirty road
Started out all alone
And the sun went down as I crossed the hill
And the town lit up and the world got still
The mid-day sky was grey and purple
At least it wasn't blue
I want the sky to be the way I am
And what I do.
It was a rainy night when he came into sight
Standing by the road, no umbrella, no coat
So I pulled up along side and I offered him a ride
He accepted with a smile so we drove for a while.
She grew up in an Indiana town
Had a good-lookin' mama who never was around.
But she grew up tall and she grew up right
With them Indiana boys on an Indiana night.
The people came and listened
Some of them came and played
Others gave flowers away, yes they did
Down in Monterey
We got somethin' we both know it, we don't talk too much about it
Ain't no real big secret all the same, somehow we get around it
Listen, it don't really matter to me baby, you believe what you want to believe
You see you don't have to live like a refugee.
Bright are the stars that shine
Dark is the sky
I know this love of mine
Will never die, and I love her.
I was central
I had control
I lost my head
I need this, I need this.
Thank you for the days,
Those endless days, those sacred days you gave me.
I'm thinking of the days,
I won't forget a single day, believe me.
The road is long, with many a winding turn
That leads us to who knows where, who knows where
But I'm strong, strong enough to carry him
He ain't heavy, he's my brother.
Love on the rocks, ain't no surprise
Just pour me a drink and I'll tell you some lies
Got nothing to lose, so you just sing the blues
All the time.
One day in your life
When you find that you are always lonely
For a love we used to share
Just call my name, and I'll be there
If you're lost, you can look and you will find me
Time after time
If you fall, I will catch you, I will be waiting
Time after time.
Tank fly boss walk jam nitty-gritty
You're listening to the boy from the big bad city
This is jam hot
This is jam hot.
Dark is the sky
I know this love of mine
Will never die, and I love her.
I was central
I had control
I lost my head
I need this, I need this.
Thank you for the days,
Those endless days, those sacred days you gave me.
I'm thinking of the days,
I won't forget a single day, believe me.
The road is long, with many a winding turn
That leads us to who knows where, who knows where
But I'm strong, strong enough to carry him
He ain't heavy, he's my brother.
Love on the rocks, ain't no surprise
Just pour me a drink and I'll tell you some lies
Got nothing to lose, so you just sing the blues
All the time.
One day in your life
When you find that you are always lonely
For a love we used to share
Just call my name, and I'll be there
If you're lost, you can look and you will find me
Time after time
If you fall, I will catch you, I will be waiting
Time after time.
Tank fly boss walk jam nitty-gritty
You're listening to the boy from the big bad city
This is jam hot
This is jam hot.
gazza285 said:
smn159 said:
I got a sixty-nine Chevy with a 396
Fuelie heads and a Hurst on the floor
She's waiting tonight down in the parking lot
Outside the Seven-Eleven store
Meanwhile, in Barnsley...Fuelie heads and a Hurst on the floor
She's waiting tonight down in the parking lot
Outside the Seven-Eleven store
When my foots on the throttle there's no looking back
I leave the motor tickin' over when she's back on the track
I've got a 68 Chevy with pipes on the side
You know she's my idea of beauty, that's what I drive...
Two in a row, everybody knows
At the green light you rev it on the red line
Been waitin' all week to get my wheels on the street
Get my hands on the wheel, slide down in the seat
DickyC said:
I'm going down to Yazgur's Farm
I'm gonna join a Rock'n'Roll band
I'll camp out on the land
I'll try and set my soul free
Chisel that on my stone, can you? It's the absurd free spirited optimism of the baby boomers in four lines.
In the same vein...I'm gonna join a Rock'n'Roll band
I'll camp out on the land
I'll try and set my soul free
Chisel that on my stone, can you? It's the absurd free spirited optimism of the baby boomers in four lines.
Call out the instigators
Because there's something in the air
We've got to get together sooner or later
Because the revolution's here
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