1166 – The Guess Who – She might have been a nice girl (1971)

Escrita por Burton Cummings, foi gravada em 1971 em Chicago e lançada em 1971 no oitavo disco da banda So long, Bannatyne.

Burton Cummings cantou, tocou sax e teclado. Kurt Winter tocou guitarra solo e fez backing vocals. Greg Leskiw tocou guitarra ritmica e fez backing vocals. Jim Kale tocou baixo e fez backing vocals. Garry Peterson tocou bateria e fez backing vocals.

A letra:

She might have been a nice girl
If she hadn't had a draggy mother
She might have been a good chick
If she hadn't had a rotten father
She might have played the right hunch
If she hadn't been so narrow-minded
She might have had a whole bunch
If she hadn't been so far behind it
Oh does it hurt when you know you can't play it the way that your beau knows
Oh does it hurt when you know you can't say it the way that your beau knows
And you know that that's the way that the show goes
And you know it really has to go on.

She drank the army's red wine
But she never found a moment's pleasure
She smelled the salty sea brine
But she never found the buried treasure
She might have played the chords right
But the song was never meant for singing
She might have really broke loose
But she never made it past the clinging
I can see that it hurts when you know you can't play it the way that your beau knows
I can see that it hurts when you know you can't say it the way that your beau knows
And you know that that's the way that the show goes
And you know it really has to go on.

A versão do Guess Who:

1165 – Bill Withers – Ain't no sunshine (1971)

Escrita por Bill Withers, foi gravada no início de 1971 e lançada no disco Just as I am em maio de 1971 e depois em um compacto que tinha Harlem como Lado B.

O produtor foi o grande Booker T. Jones. Teve Donald Duck Dunn no baixo. Al Jackson Jr. Na bateria e Stephen Stills na guitarra. Os arranjos de cordas foram feitos pelo próprio Booker T. Jones. Foi gravada em Memphis.

Chegou ao número 6 dos charts americanos de R&B e número 3 nos charts pop americanos.

Whiters escreveu a canção depois de assistir ao filme Days of Wine and Roses, de 1962. Ele diz que os personagens de Lee Remick e Jack Lemmon eram alcólatras, que alternavam entre estarem fortes e fracos.

Whiters tinha 31 anos e trabalhava como operário de fábrica fazendo banheiros pra aviões 747 quando escreveu a canção. Quando o disco chegou a disco de ouro, a gravadora deu pra ele uma privada de ouro pra marcar o começo da carreira dele. Foi o primeiro disco de ouro de 3 que ele iria ter nos Estados Unidos.

Ganhou um Grammy for the best R&B song em 1972. É o número 258 da lista da revista Rolling Stone das 500 maiores canções de todos os tempos.

Foi regravada por Michael Jackson e Johm Mayor, entre outros artistas.

A letra:

Ain't no sunshine when she's gone
It's not warm when she's away
Ain't no sunshine when she's gone
And she's always gone too long
Anytime she goes away

Wonder this time where she's gone
Wonder if she's gone to stay
Ain't no sunshine when she's gone
And this house just ain't no home
Anytime she goes away

And I know, I know, I know, I know
I know, I know, I know, I know, I know
I know, I know, I know, I know, I know
I know, I know, I know, I know, I know
I know, I know, I know, I know, I know
I know, I know
Hey, I oughta leave young thing alone
But ain't no sunshine when she's gone

Ain't no sunshine when she's gone
Only darkness every day
Ain't no sunshine when she's gone
And this house just ain't no home
Anytime she goes away
Anytime she goes away
Anytime she goes away
Anytime she goes away

A versão de Bill Withers:

A versão de John Mayer:

A versão de Michael Jackson:

1164 – The Band – Life is a carnival (1971)

Escrita por Robbie Robertson, Rick Danko e Levon Helm, foi gravada no começo de 1971 e lançada em 15 de setembro de 1971 no disco Cahoots, e também foi lançada em compacto como Lado A que tinha The moon struck one como Lado B. Trechos dessa música foram escritas na sepultura de Levon Helm, em Woodstock, New York.

Robbie Robertson tocou guitarra e violão. Garth Hudson tocou orgao Lowrey. Richard Manuel tocou piano elétrico. Rick Danko tocou baixo e cantou. Levon Helm tocou bateria e cantou.

A letra:

You can walk on the water
Drown in the sand
You can fly off a mountaintop
If anybody can

Run away, run away (run away, run away)
It's the restless age
Look away, look away (look away, look away)
You can turn the page

Hey, buddy, would you like to buy a watch real cheap?
Here on the street
I got six on each arm
And two more 'round my feet

Life is a carnival
Believe it or not
Life is a carnival
Two bits a shot

Saw a man with a jinx
In the third degree
From trying to deal with people
People, you can't see

Take away, take away (take away, take away)
This house of mirrors
Give away, give away (give away, give away)
All the souvenirs

We're all in the same boat ready to float
Off the edge of the world
The flat old world
The street is a sideshow
From the peddler to the corner girl

Life is a carnival
It's in the book
Life is a carnival
Take another look

Hey, buddy, would you like to buy a watch real cheap?
Here on the street
I got six on each arm
And two more 'round my feet

Life is a carnival
Believe it or not
Life is a carnival
Two bits a shot

Life is a carnival
Life is a carnival
Life is a carnival

A versão da Band:

A versão da Kalob Griffin Band:

A versão de Norah Jones:

1163 – Pink Floyd – San Tropez (1971)

Escrita por Roger Waters, foi gravada em agosto de 1971 e lançada em 30 de outubro de 1971 no disco Meddle. É a única música do disco que não foi escrita com David Gilmour. Fala sobre o que seria um dia na famosa cidade de Saint-Tropez, na Riviera Francesa.

Roger canta, toca violão e baixo e David Gilmour toca uma slide guitar. Richard Wroght toca um solo extendido de piano. Nick Mason toca bateria e percussão.

A letra:

As I reach for a peach
Slide a rind down behind
The sofa in San Tropez
Breakin' a stick with a brick on the sand
Ridin' a wave in the wake of an old sedan

Sleepin' alone in the drone of the darkness
Scratched by the sand that fell from my love
Deep in my dreams and I still hear her callin'
"If you're alone I'll come home"

Backward and homebound
The pigeon, the dove
Gone with the wind and the rain, on an airplane
Owning a home with no silver spoon
I'm drinking champagne like a good tycoon

Sooner than wait for a break in the weather
I'll gather my far-flung thoughts together
Speeding away on the wind to a new day
And if you're alone I'll come home

And I pause for a while by a country style
And listen to the things they say
Diggin' for gold with a hoe in my hand
Open a book take a look at the way things stand

And you're leading me down to the place by the sea
I hear your soft voice calling to me
Making a date for later by phone
And if you're alone I'll come home

A versão do Pink Floyd:

A versão de Acoustic Bruce:

A versão de Link Floyd:

1162 – The Doors – L.A. Woman (1971)

Escrita por Jim Morrison, foi gravada em dezembro de 1970 e janeiro de 1971, e lançada no disco L.A. Woman, em abril de 1971.

A letra:

Well, I just got into town about an hour ago
Took a look around, see which way the wind blow
Where the little girls in their Hollywood bungalows

Are you a lucky little lady in the City of Light
Or just another lost angel?
City of Night, City of Night
City of Night, City of Night, woo, c'mon

L.A. woman, L.A. woman
L.A. woman, Sunday afternoon
L.A. woman, Sunday afternoon
L.A. woman, Sunday afternoon

Drive through your suburbs
Into your blues, into your blues, yeah
Into your blue-blue blues
Into your blues, oh, yeah

I see your hair is burnin'
Hills are filled with fire
If they say I never loved you
You know they are a liar

Drivin' down your freeway
Midnight alleys roam
Cops in cars
The topless bars
Never saw a woman so alone, so alone
So alone, so alone

Motel, money, murder, madness
Let's change the mood from glad to sadness

Mr. Mojo Risin', Mr. Mojo Risin'
Mr. Mojo Risin', Mr. Mojo Risin'
Got to keep on risin'
Mr. Mojo Risin', Mr. Mojo Risin'
Mojo Risin', gotta Mojo Risin'
Mr. Mojo Risin', gotta keep on risin'
Risin', risin'
Gone risin', risin'
I'm gone risin', risin'
I gotta risin', risin'
Well, risin', risin'
I gotta, woo, yeah, risin'
Whoa, oh, yeah

Well, I just got into town about an hour ago
Took a look around, see which way the wind blow
Where the little girls in their Hollywood bungalows

Are you a lucky little lady in the City of Light
Or just another lost angel?
City of Night, City of Night
City of Night, City of Night, whoa, c'mon

L.A. woman, L.A. woman
L.A. woman, you're my woman
Little L.A. woman, little L.A. woman
L.A., L.A. woman woman
L.A. woman, c'mon

A versão do The Doors:

A versão do Unlocking The Doors:

A versão de Billy Idol:

1161 – John Lennon – It's so hard (1971)

Escrita por John Lennon, foi gravada em fevereiro e julho de 1971 e lançada em 9 de setembro de 1971 no disco Imagine e também lançada em um compacto como Lado B de Imagine em 11 de outubro de 1971.

Representa um sumário da luta de John com os problemas da vida. O sax foi tocado por King Curtis, que tocou em vários hits dos anos 50 e 60, incluindo o hit dos Coasters Yakety Yak. Murtis foi assassinado um mês antes do disco Imagine ser lançado.

John cantou, tocou guitarra e piano. Klaus Voorman tocou baixo. King Curtis tocou sax tenor. Jim Gordon tocou bateria e pandeiro. The Flux Fiddlers tocaram as cordas.

A letra:

You gotta live
You gotta love
You gotta be somebody
You gotta shove
But it's so hard
It's really hard
Sometimes I feel like
Going down
You gotta eat
You gotta drink
You gotta feel something
You gotta worry
But it's so hard
It's really hard
Sometimes I feel like
Going down
But when it's good
It's really good
And when I hold you in my arms, baby
Sometimes I feel like
Going down
You gotta run
You gotta hide
You gotta keep
Your woman satisfied
But it's so hard
It's really hard
Sometimes I feel like
Going down

A versão de John Lennon:

A versão de Estefy Lennon Band:

A versão de Rick Alaska:

1160 – The Guess Who – Sour Suite (1971)

Escrita por Burton Cummings, foi gravada em 1971 e lançada em julho de 1971 no disco So long, Bannatyne. Foi também lançada como compacto, que tinha Life in the bloodstream como Lado B.

Chegou ao número 12 no Canadá e número 50 nos charts pop americanos. Fala em voltar pra Indianapolis, com o codigo 46201.

A letra:

Don't want to listen to my telephone ring
Or sing ding-a-ling or talk about a thing
Not this mornin'

I don't want to think about the night before
Or maybe it's a bore behind that open door
Got no time for that this mornin'

If I had the mind or I had the time
Maybe I could throw together a new kind of rhyme
And tell about my warnin'

But it's too late now
It's too late now
It's too late now

I don't want to think about a runaway dad
That took away the only thing that I've ever had
Don't even miss him this mornin'

I don't want to think about a cold goodbye
Or a high school buddy got a little too high
I can't help him out this mornin'

Reviewers laugh at me so I go out to see
And perhaps it's just as well, 'cause I'd rather be in hell
Than be a wealthy man this mornin'

But it's too late now
It's too late now
It's too late now

Whatever happened to images, 'cause now they're gone
And worn out phrases just keep a-hangin' on
Whatever happened to homes as opposed to houses?
The conversation, sayings as the evening drowses
It's just like four six two zero one
It's just like four six two zero one

Whatever happened to early morning urban skies?
And broken faces, half with melting eyes
Enough of riddles that just play with time
'Cause I'm still here and I can't beg a dime
I'm back here in four six two zero one
I'm back here in four six two zero one

Some bed is waitin' for me 'round the corner now
I gotta find it and try and hang on for a little while
Back here in four six two zero one, yeah
Mmm, there's gotta be a few small changes made

Don't want to listen to my telephone ring
Or sing ding-a-ling or talk about a thing
Leave me alone this mornin'

A versão do Guess Who:

A versão de Burton Cummings sozinho:

1159 – John Denver – Take me home country roads (1971)

Escrita por Bill Danoff, Taffy Nivert e John Denver, foi gravada em janeiro de 1971 e lançada em 6 de abril de 1971 no disco Poems, Prayers and promises. Foi também lançada em um compacto que tinha Poems, Prayers and promises como Lado B. Fala sobre o estado americano de West Virginia.

Chegou ao número 2 dos charts pop americanos, chegando a receber disco de ouro e platina. É considerada a música mais marcante de Denver. Se tornou em 2014 um dos hinos do estado. Virou também o tema da West Virginia University e toca durante os jogos de futebol americano desde 1972.

John Denver cantou e tocou violão de 6 e de 12 cordas. Bill Danoff fe backing vocals. Taffy Nivert fez backing vocals. Eric Weissberg tocou banjo e steel guitar. Mike Taylor tocou violão. Richard Kniss tocou baixo. Gary Chester tocou bateria e percussão.

Foi regravada por Olivia Newton-John e Ray Charles, entre outros artistas.

A letra:

Almost heaven, West Virginia
Blue Ridge Mountains, Shenandoah River
Life is old there, older than the trees
Younger than the mountains, growin' like a breeze

Country roads, take me home
To the place I belong
West Virginia, mountain mama
Take me home, country roads

All my memories gather 'round her
Miner's lady, stranger to blue water
Dark and dusty, painted on the sky
Misty taste of moonshine, teardrop in my eye

Country roads, take me home
To the place I belong
West Virginia, mountain mama
Take me home, country roads

I hear her voice in the mornin' hour, she calls me
The radio reminds me of my home far away
Drivin' down the road, I get a feelin'
That I should've been home yesterday, yesterday

Country roads, take me home
To the place I belong
West Virginia, mountain mama
Take me home, country roads

Country roads, take me home
To the place I belong
West Virginia, mountain mama
Take me home, country roads

Take me home, down country roads
Take me home, down country roads

A versão de John Denver:

A versão de Ray Charles:

A versão de Olivia Newton-John:

1158 – James Taylor – Mud slide slim (1971)

Escrita por James Taylor, foi gravada entre 3 de janeiro e 28 de fevereiro de 1971 e lançada em abril de 1971 no disco Mud slide slim and The Blue Horizon.

James Taylor cantou e tocou violão. Danny Kortchmar tocou guitarra. Carole King tocou piano. Leland Sklar tocou baixo. Russ Kunkel tocou bateria e congas.

A letra:

Mud Slide Slim
And the Blue Horizon

Oh, Mud Slide
I'm dependent on you

I don't know but I've been told
There's a time from time to time
I can't eat
I can't sleep
But I just might move my feet
'Cause there's nothing like the sound of sweet soul music
To change a young lady's mind
And there's nothing like a walk on down by the bayou
To leave the world behind
Mud Slide
I'm depending upon you
Mister Mud Slide Slim
And the Blue Horizon

I've been letting the time go by
Letting the time go by
Yes, I'm letting the time go by
Letting the time go by

I'm gonna cash in my hand
And pick up on a piece of land
And build myself a cabin back in the woods
Lord, it's there I'm gonna stay
Until there comes a day
When this old world starts to changing for the good
Now the reason I'm smiling is over on a island
On a hillside in the woods where I belong
I wanna thank Jimmy, Jimmy, John, Nick and Laurie
The No Jets Construction
For setting me down a homestead on the farm

Mud Slide
I'm depending upon you
Mud Slide Slim and the Blue Horizon

Night goes on and on, don't want to come at all
Baby, baby, baby, I know

Stoney Lee Blue Borne,
Picking on a fretless bass, babe

Oil slick, slipping and a slapping and a sliding on

Kootcheroo

A versão de James Taylor:

A versão de Marianne Faithfull:

A versão de Melanie Duval:

1157 – Pink Floyd – Fearless (1971)

Escrita por David Gilmour e Roger Waters, foi gravada entre janeiro e agosto de 1971 e lançada no disco Meddle em 31 de outubro de 1971 e também lançada como compacto que tinha One of these days como Lado A.

Foi adicionada uma gravação ao vivo dos torcedores do Liverpoll cantando You'll never walk alone.

David Gilmour cantou e tocou guitarra elétrica e violão. Roger Waters tocou baixo. Richard Wright tocou piano e Nick Mason tocou bateria.

A letra:

You say the hill's too steep to climb, chiding
You say you'd like to see me try, climbing
You pick the place and I'll choose the time
And I'll climb the hill in my own way
Just wait a while for the right day
And as I rise above the tree-line and the clouds
I look down hear the sounds of the things you said today

Fearlessly the idiot faced the crowd, smiling
Merciless the magistrate turns round, frowning
And who's the fool who wears the crown
No doubt in your own way
And every day is the right day
And as you rise above the fear-lines in his brow
You look down hear the sound of the faces in the crowd

A versão do Pink Floyd:

A versão dos Terrapin All Stars:

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1156 – Elton John – Levon (1971)

Escrita por Elton John e Bernie Taupin, foi gravada em 27 de fevereiro de 1971 e lançada em 29 de novembro de 1971 no disco Madman Across the water. Os Backing vocals foram feitos por Tony Burrows. Quando lançada em compacto, chegou ao numero 24 nos charts pop americanos e número 6 no Canadá.

Foi regravada por Jon Bon Jovi, que disse que era a sua canção favorita de todos os tempos e que Elton era o seu ídolo. Muitos outros artistas também regravaram Levon.

A letra:

Levon wears his war wound like a crown
He calls his child Jesus 'cause he likes the name
And he sends him to the finest school in town

Levon, Levon likes his money
He makes a lot they say
Spends his days counting
In a garage by the motorway

He was born a pauper
To a pawn on a Christmas day
When the New York Times
Said God is dead and the war's begun
Alvin Tostig has a son today

And he shall be Levon
And he shall be a good man
And he shall be Levon
In tradition with the family plan
And he shall be Levon
And he shall be a good man
He shall be Levon

Levon's sells cartoon balloons in town
His family business thrives
Jesus blows up balloons all day
Sits on the porch swing watching them fly
And Jesus, he wants to go to Venus
Leave Levon far behind
Take a balloon and go sailing,
While Levon, Levon slowly dies

He was born a pauper
To a pawn on a Christmas day
When the New York Times
Said God is dead and the war's begun
Alvin Tostig has a son today

And he shall be Levon
And he shall be a good man
And he shall be Levon
In tradition with the family plan, woo
And he shall be Levon
And he shall be a good man
He shall be Levon

And he shall be Levon
And he shall be a good man
And he shall be Levon
In tradition with the family plan, woo
And he shall be Levon
And he shall be a good man
He shall be Levon

A versão de Elton John:

A versão de Myles Kennedy:

A versão do Bon Jovi:

1155 – John Lennon – Gimme some truth (1971)

Escrita por John Lennon, foi gravada em maio e julho de 1971 e lançada no disco Imagine de 9 de setembro de 1971.

Começou a ser escrita no começo de 1969 durante as gravações do que seria o disco Get Back, que evoluiu pro disco Let it be.

John cantou e tocou guitarra. George Harrison tocou guitarra e slide guitar, Nicky Hopkins tocou piano, Rod Linton tocou violão, Andy Davis tocou violão, Klaus Voorman tocou baixo e Alan White tocou bateria.

Foi regravada pelos Wallflowers, Billie Joe Armstrong, Pearl Jam e Cheap Trick, entre outros artistas.

A letra:

I'm sick and tired of hearing things
From uptight, short-sighted, narrow-minded hypocritics
All I want is the truth
Just gimme some truth
Ive had enough of reading things
By neurotic, psychotic, pig-headed politicians
All I want is the truth
Just gimme some truth

No short-haired, yellow-bellied, son of tricky dicky
Is gonna mother hubbard soft soap me
With just a pocketful of hope
Money for dope
Money for rope

No short-haired, yellow-bellied, son of tricky dicky
Is gonna mother hubbard soft soap me
With just a pocketful of soap
Money for dope
Money for rope

I'm sick to death of seeing things
From tight-lipped, condescending, mamas little chauvinists
All I want is the truth
Just gimme some truth now

I've had enough of watching scenes
Of schizophrenic, ego-centric, paranoiac, prima-donnas
All I want is the truth now
Just gimme some truth

No short-haired, yellow-bellied, son of tricky dicky
Is gonna mother hubbard soft soap me
With just a pocketful of soap
Its money for dope
Money for rope

Ah, I'm sick and tired of hearing things
From uptight, short-sighted, narrow-minded hypocrites
All I want is the truth now
Just gimme some truth now

Ive had enough of reading things
By neurotic, psychotic, pig-headed politicians
All I want is the truth now
Just gimme some truth now

All I want is the truth now
Just gimme some truth now
All I want is the truth
Just gimme some truth
All I want is the truth
Just gimme some truth

A versão de John Lennon:

A versão de Billie Joe Armstrong:

A versão de Pearl Jam:

1154 – Joni Mitchell – Little green (1971)

Escrita por Joni Mitchell, foi lançada em 1971 no disco Blue. Foi escrita em 1966, logo após ela ter dado a filha pra adoção, enquanto ainda era uma pobre cantora folk em Toronto. A existência dessa filha nao se tornou pública até 1993, quando uma mulher que dividia um apartamento com Joni contou a história a um tabloide. Ela reencontraria filha em 1997.

A letra:

Born with the moon in cancer
Choose her a name she will answer to
Call her green and the winters cannot fade her
Call her green for the children who've made her
Little green, be a gypsy dancer
He went to california
Hearing that everything's warmer there
So you write him a letter and say, "her eyes are blue."
He sends you a poem and she's lost to you
Little green, he's a non-conformer
Just a little green
Like the color when the spring is born
There'll be crocuses to bring to school tomorrow
Just a little green
Like the nights when the northern lights perform
There'll be icicles and birthday clothes
And sometimes there'll be sorrow
Child with a child pretending
Weary of lies you are sending home
So you sign all the papers in the family name
You're sad and you're sorry, but you're not ashamed
Little green, have a happy ending
Just a little green
Like the color when the spring is born
There'll be crocuses to bring to school tomorrow
Just a little green
Like the nights when the northern lights perform
There'll be icicles and birthday clothes
And sometimes there'll be sorrow

A versão de Joni Mitchell:

A versão de Cordelia Gartside:

A versão de Morgan James:

1153 – John Denver – City of New Orleans (1971)

Escrita por Steve Goodman, foi gravada e lançada por ele ainda em 1971 e fala de uma viagem de trem de Chicago pra New Orlens. A nossa versão, no entanto, é a de John Denver, também de 1971.

A idéia surgiu quando Goodman foi de Chicago visitar a familia da sua esposa. Fi também regravada por Arlo Guthrie e Willie Nelson, entre outros artistas.

A letra:

Riding on the City of New Orleans
Illinois Central, Monday morning rail
Fifteen cars and fifteen restless riders
Three conductors and twenty-five sacks of mail
All along a southbound odyssey
The train pulls out of Kankakee
Rolls along past houses, farms and fields
Passin' towns that have no name
Freight yards full of old black men
The graveyards of the rusted automobiles

Singing good morning America, how are you?
Saying, don't you know me I'm your native son?
I'm the train they call the City of New Orleans
I'll be gone 500 miles when the day is done
Dealing cards with the old men in the club car
Penny a point, ain't no one keeping score
Pass the paper bag that holds the bottle
Feel the wheels a rumbling beneath the floor
And the sons of Pullman porters
And the sons of engineers
Ride their fathers' magic carpet made of steel
And mothers with their babes asleep
Rockin' to the gentle beat
And the rhythm of the rails is all they feel
Singing good morning America, how are you?
Saying don't you know me, I'm your native son?
I'm the train they call the City of New Orleans
I'll be gone 500 miles when the day is done

Night time on the City of New Orleans
Changing cars in Memphis, Tennessee
Halfway home and we'll be there by morning
Through the Mississippi darkness rolling down to the sea
But all the towns and people seem
To fade into a bad dream
And the steel rails still ain't heard the news
The conductor sings his song again
The passengers will please refrain
This train has got the disappearing railroad blues
Singing good morning America, how are you?
Saying don't you know me, I'm your native son?
I'm the train they call the City of New Orleans
I'll be gone 500 miles when the day is done

A versão de John Denver:

A versão de Willie Nelson:

A versão de Johnny Cash:

1152 – James Taylor – Hey mister, that's me up on the jukebox (1971)

Escrita por James Taylor, foi gravada em janeiro e fevereiro de 1971 e lançada em abril de 1971 no disco Mud Slide Slim and The Blue Horizon.

James Taylor cantou e tocou violão. Carole King tocou piano. Leland Skalar tocou baixo e Russ Kinkel tocou bateria.

A letra:

Hey mister, that's me up on the jukebox
I'm the one that's singing this sad song
Well, I'll cry every time that you slip in one more dime
And let the boy sing the sad one, one more time

Southern California, that's as blue as the boy can be
Blue as the deep blue sea
Won't you listen to me now
I need your golden gated cities like a hole in the head
Just like a hole in the head, I'm free

Hey mister, that's me up on the jukebox
I'm the one that's singing this sad song
Well, I'll cry every time that you slip in one more dime
And let the boy sing the sad one, one more time

I do believe I'm headed home
Hey mister, can't you see that I'm as dry as a bone
I think I'll spend some time alone
Yes, unless you've found a way of squeezing water from a stone

Let the doctor and the lawyer do as much as they can
Let the springtime begin
Let the boy become a man
I done wasted too much time just to sing you this sad song
I done been this lonesome picker a little too long

Hey mister, that's me up on the jukebox
I'm the one that's singing this sad song
Well, I'll cry every time that you're up and slip in one more dime
And let the boy sing the sad one, one more time

Well, I've been spreading myself thin these days
Don't you know
Good-bye

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