Eight miles high And when you touch down You'll find that it's Stranger than known Signs in the street That say where you're goin' Are somewhere Just
Turn! Turn! Turn! (To Everything There Is a Season) The Byrds music by Pete Seeger words adapted from the Book of Ecclesiastes by Pete Seeger To
In your blue room, sit with a candle lit On a charcoal bed of dreams you carry on Though the streets are hot you can still a lot But you can walk out
You better go now, take what you want You think will last But if there's something you wish to keep Better grab it fast Yonder stands your orphan with
all If I stand on understanding what is now If I ever need someone to show me how If the daylight can be hidden by the sun If you're gone, then I know I will
Well, I come from Alabama With a banjo on my knee And I'm going to Louisiana Susannah for to see Oh! Susannah Oh, don't you cry for me 'Cause I come
Every time I see you smile, come to me, don't be long Let me tell you how my heart goes wild Please let me love you and it won't be wrong Every time
Hallways and staircases everyday to climb To go up to my white walled room out on the end of time Where I can be with my love, for she is all that is
How many times Have you heard someone say? "If I had his money I'd do things my way" But little they know That it's so hard to find One rich man in ten
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The first thing that I heard you say When you were standing There said in your way Was that you were not blind You were sure to make a fool of me 'Cause
come again Watch what you say For the wheel's still in spin And there ain't tellin' who that it's naming For the loser now Will be later to win For the
Watch out what you say Only in my way I'm gonna get that girl Wait and see I saw her today She came by my way I'm gonna win her love Just for me And
He was a friend of mine, he was a friend of mine His killing had no purpose, no reason or rhyme Oh, he was a friend of mine He was in Dallas town, he
Lay down your weary tune, lay down Lay down the song you strum And rest yourself beneath the strength of strings No voice can hope to hum Struck by the
I didn't know So if you tell her everyday you love her And if you tell her everything she could be You'll find out that your world will turn around
is cast The slow one now will later be fast The present now will later be past The order is rapidly fadin' And the first was now will later be last
And if you think I'm ready You may lead me to the chasm Where the rivers of our vision Flow into one another I will watch her dive beneath The white
