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Rent Free:
In the hollows, in the
shadows, in the back room. We commit our art, we tuck
and bloom. They say a man¡¯s gotta do
what a man¡¯s gotta do. But who pays the bills when
you hear a different tune. I¡¯m livin¡¯ Rent Free Livin¡¯ on borrowed time When they come to collect me They¡¯ll find I haven¡¯t a
dime. No time to ease up Got to forge ahead Want to make a difference Before I¡¯m dead. There was a time When widows wore weeds For a year Sadness expressed, released
and at rest, Never feared. Oh, there is a notion,
Nothing gets done without constant motion. Dream Mountain:
She
teaches dances, to the locals, every Saturday night. Two step tilly, oh won¡¯t ya
hold me, won¡¯t you hold me, hold me tight. Twirls and spins, ain¡¯t got
a care Least that¡¯s the way it
looks from here. And she dares, yes she dares, To take on, take on the
stares. And she goes up to Dream
Mountain. Yes she goes up, when ere she
can. She goes up to Dream
Mountain. Where she dreams that
there¡¯ll be better days, Watch them pass through a
bourbon haze, Ridin¡¯ on the wind, to
Dream Mountain. Verse: She hides her feelings oh so
well, Most folks ¡®round here
could never tell. But she sits alone and hits
the gin, After a few she speaks of
him. Something real, something
fine, Is what they shared. Now go to sleep, feel the
wine, Ridin¡¯ on the wind, to
Dream Mountain. This life she¡¯s leading is
killing her, It takes some time to
understand. Don¡¯t let her heart tell
her, stop believin¡¯ Look out over Eden, look out
over, to Dream Mountain. Who¡¯s Laughin¡¯ Now: I need a new track, I need a new train. Down at the central, They say I haven¡¯t got a
brain. Maybe I¡¯m crazy, Or just plain blue, But either way, Baby look at you. I¡¯ve got style, I know how
to dress, I am happy in this mess, Who¡¯s laughin¡¯ now. Verse: Some people say, that I¡¯m
too old. But I have hope and just one
goal. Gotta keep, moving and
singing my song I do nothin¡¯ all day long. Don¡¯t think for a moment,
that I give a damn, What people say, I¡¯m what I am, Who¡¯s Laughin¡¯ Now. Bridge: I was living¡¯ in a one room
shack. Now I¡¯m out runnin¡¯ fancy
free, Gee golly, will ya look at
me. Who¡¯s laughin¡¯ now. Verse: Well, I¡¯ve been good and
I¡¯ve been bad. I know one fine thing I¡¯m
the best you ever had. I¡¯ve been down and I¡¯ve
been true, And I don¡¯t need to be
rescued. Don¡¯t think for a moment,
that I give a damn, What people say, I¡¯m what I
am, Who¡¯s Laughin¡¯ Now. Verse: My mind flashes through
pictures, Taken back in the time. When you and I were together, I was your¡¯s and you were
mine, That was back in the time. Verse: Our laughter fills my
memories, How much joy can one heart
hold. I don¡¯t know which makes it
harder, Havin¡¯ those memories, or
now my bed cold. Lover, take me with you, As you journey to the next. Our time together was too
short The love we shared the best. I will whisper sweet
surrender, As you whisper, sweet , love
you¡¯s Tell me once again your
stories. Say anything, Anything But
Over. Why do we give our love away, To have it met with a
wonderous day. I wanted years and years with
you, Life give us everything, but only two. All it takes is one false
move to peel the years away, No one heart can understand,
or can stand to stay So she cries, One More Night. Yes, she cries, ya know she
might. She looks in the mirror, Searchin¡¯ for something she
knows. The face staring back at her, Is lined with the years and
the blows. So she cries, One More Night, Yes, she cries, ya know she
might. Midnight¡¯s just about an
hour away, Life on this planet another
day, Strange new discoveries and
mundane tasks, Seek expression through the
mask. She¡¯s got no one to turn
to, She¡¯s used up all her
friends. Too many years of sad tales, And where does it end. So she cries, One More Night. Yes, she cries, ya know she
might. Verse: Cruisin¡¯ with the top down
on the boulevard, Got my ¡®magination and my
mastercard. Watchin¡¯ pretty people and
the golden lights, Hopin¡¯ this maybe my magic
night. Well, lookin¡¯ like thunder
and actin¡¯ like rain. Don¡¯t stand in front of
this movin¡¯ train. Big Time Lookin¡¯ for a Big Time. Ya¡¯ gotta walk a fine line, When you¡¯re lookin¡¯ for a
Big Time. Well, keep away from that
lightenin¡¯ vine, Big Time. I ain¡¯t misbehavin¡¯ there¡¯s no need to be rude. But I got this aggitation
percolatin¡¯ and brewed. You can ply me with liquor or
give me your ring, But I ain¡¯t sayin¡¯
nothin¡¯ ¡®cause I got this thing. Don¡¯t have much money, so I
gotta believe. But I feel this burnin¡¯
achin¡¯ yearnin¡¯ down to my knees. Big Time. Cross over the valley, come
down from the hill. Come out from the waysides
and give me a thrill. Go ask Aunt Sally what
happened to Bea, She left one mornin¡¯
lookin¡¯ just like me Big Time. Verse: I¡¯ve been kicked around, my
fair share. I¡¯ve kept on going even
when I didn¡¯t care. Not it seems the time to roll
up the mat, Put down the pen, push back
the chair. Let myself out take a dare, Stroll down the street and
breathe the fresh air I¡¯m movin¡¯, I¡¯m
movin¡¯ To the Softer Side. Can¡¯t find the will to push
and drive. I¡¯m just lucky to be alive. My eyes are open, but I let
it slide. I¡¯m movin¡¯ to the Softer
Side. Time does a funny thing, Keeps on going on a wing, And doesn¡¯t care that I
couldn¡¯t keep up, Stepped aside, dropped the
ball, Left the field, kicked the
dust off my heels. Oh if only, they say
that¡¯ll make ya crazy, Say next time, next time. Verse: Sunday¡¯s are for dreamin¡¯ Takin¡¯ life slow. No worryin¡¯ ¡®bout
tomorrow, For that day will surely
know. I¡¯ve been lookin¡¯ forward
to lazy, And some time with nowhere to
go. How¡¯s about we take in a
movie, And get a bite at Moonshadows. Three Shades of Mimosa That¡¯s whre I wanna be. I¡¯ll be, sippin¡¯ on some
champange, While I wile an hour or
three. Squeeze me up some OJ And pour me down a brew, I¡¯ll be three shades of
mimosa Before I¡¯m through. Set the clock for Tuesday And tuck the covers over my
head. I¡¯ve got a date with old
Mr. Dreamland, You can bet I¡¯ll find him
in bed. Pull the lawn chairs out of
the closet, We can read our books in the
sun. Take a walk, through the
garden of angels, And have a day of nothin¡¯
but fun. Verse: All of us hope In the dark of this city. Of makin¡¯ it big, Before our thing¡¯s past. But very few do, And the rest of us hollow, Must carry the torch, Of what we¡¯ve begged, stole
and borrowed. All I can say, Is it takes more than money To keep us alive, It takes heart, it takes
cunning. I would not boast, Of this strength I¡¯ve been
given. I¡¯ve just carried the load, Of this thing they call
livin¡¯. It¡¯s Just a Matter of Time, Before we all see. There are ways things could
be, To put light on the road. But we struggle and strain, We have not faced the truth, How often we cry, It¡¯s just a Matter of Time. Rio:
Last night in my dreams I
flew to Paris You see it¡¯s springtime
there and I should be there too. I walked down my old familiar
street and wondered, Should I take the time for
breakfast and to read. I found an English paper in
the caf¨¦ on the corner, And ordered from a chalkboard
on the wall. The faces all around me
looked peaceful yet distracted, As they sipped on cappacinos
ate their berries, tried to stall. No one was in a hurry, to
rush off to the office, For a moment in my dreams we saw the meaning of it
all. Take the time to go to Rio. Brussels would be nice For Easter or the Fall. Yes, I¡¯ll meet you in
Bonair for the weekend, Did I tell you, we¡¯re
having a ball.
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