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Simple Man
03:38
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In the trees
On a mountain slope
I see myself
In the campfire smoke
Thinking I could lay down,
Die right here
I ain’t got no fear
I see the hills
That are far away
I see the nighttime
Turn to day
I see the water
Melt into the sky
Shine so bright
And the greatest thing of all
Is to sit so very still
Try if you can
Be a simple man
I don’t need to
Brush my hair
I don’t need to
Think or care
All I need’s the sunshine
And a smile
And hope it lasts a while
Yeah, I don’t need
The finer things
All I need’s my
Guitar strings
To sing a little
Hippy song about
Peace and love
Flying high above
And I wouldn’t trade it for the world
The peace that I have found
Stick to the plan
Be a simple man
Why are we just living
Life this way?
It’s an endless rat race
Day after day
What happened to tomorrow?
What happened to us all?
There’s babies dying
All the time
People walking
Right on by
And some would call this living
What are we living for?
Well I’m living for tomorrow
And I’m living just to be
To be a simple man
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2. |
Life is a Train
03:45
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Life is a train, boy
Not much to say, boy
Life’s just a big long train
Life is a train boy
But don’t look away
Or else you’ll miss the show
You’ll pass
Gentle springs
Summers full of flings
Autumns full of rain
Don’t care what winter brings
It won’t bring you pain
The sun’s gonna melt the snow
You’ll see
Trees so green
Mountains big and mean
Clouds that won’t slow down
They just fly so free
Without a single sound
Over sunsets crimson gold
You’ll pass
Rivers wide
Birds up in the sky
Little sleepy towns
There’s people living life
But living full of doubt
They need a hand to hold
Life is a train, and there ain’t no looking back
Leave your pain behind
And though this little train, rides on a crooked track
Roll on past that horizon line
I’ve been
Young and old
I’ve been big and bold
I’ve felt the weight of the world on my soul
But never once did I fold
I kept on marching through the snow
Until I saw the other side
Life is a train, and there ain’t no looking back
Leave your pain behind
And though this little train, rides on a crooked track
Roll on past that horizon line
Life is a train, and there ain’t no looking back
Leave your pain behind
And though this little train, rides on a crooked track
Roll on past that horizon line
Roll on past that horizon line
Roll on past that horizon line
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3. |
Don't Worry, Mamma!
03:47
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[Cough]
I don’t know what I been told
But all this glitter, it ain’t gold
The American dream, that was sold to me
Died a long long time ago
But don’t get me wrong, I nine to five
I work to survive
But when I’m off the clock, well I’d like to stop
All my thoughts, and just unwind
So Mamma
Don’t you worry, please don’t you fret
I’ll be fine just smoking on them
Funny smelling cigarettes
So Mamma
Don’t you worry, please don’t you fret
I’ll be fine just smoking on them
Funny smelling cigarette
It don’t
Make me dumb, it don’t make me mean
It helps me feel at ease
Mamma don’t you cry, just see my side
Where the grass is always green
Some drink beer, and some use wine
With the exact same goal in mind
To drown it out, all the pain and doubt
When the world is just unkind
So Mamma
Don’t you worry, please don’t you fret
I’ll be fine just smoking on them
Funny smelling cigarette
So Mamma
Don’t you worry, please don’t you fret
I’ll be fine just smoking on them
Funny smelling cigarette
Mamma tell me what I’m supposed to do
When the whole dark world gets cruel
Mamma tell me how I’m supposed to find
A little peace of mind
Mamma tell me what I’m supposed to do
When the whole dark world gets cruel
Mamma tell me how I’m supposed to find
A little peace of mind
Well mamma I don’t wanna fucking waste away
I don’t really wanna work and die for pay
They say a man that ain’t working ain’t worth a dime
Well the work ain’t worth my time
So Mamma
Don’t you worry, please don’t you fret
I’ll be fine just smoking on them
Funny smelling cigarette
So Mamma
Don’t you worry, please don’t you fret
I’ll be fine just smoking on them
Funny smelling cigarette
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Working in the fields for the past seven days
Breaking my back digging ditches in the clay
They got my feet in shackles and they got my
Heart in chains
So I pray
Everyday
Break these chains
Sweet God Almighty won’t you break these chains
Spare this tired sinner of his awful pain
I’ll give up the gambling and the drinking and my
Haggard ways
So I pray
Change my ways
Break these chains
Freedom: it shines like the Northern Star
Freedom: it beats in my war-torn heart
You can’t know your freedom til
You’ve had yours stripped away
I feel like an eagle in a small bird cage
I dream of the sky but all I see is gray
Will someone let this eagle fee and let me
Fly away
So I pray
Fly away
And break these chains
(Then I hear a small voice whisper)
Prison is a mindset, you don’t have to stay
This labyrinth of the world is just a dull corn maze
With love as a fire, you can set the
World ablaze
So I pray
For the blaze
To break these chains
Freedom: it shines like the Northern Star
Freedom: it beats in my war-torn heart
You can’t know your freedom til
You’ve had yours stripped away
Freedom: it shines like the Northern Star
Freedom: it beats in my war-torn heart
You can’t know your freedom til
You’ve had yours stripped away
You can’t know your freedom til
You’ve had yours stripped away
So I pray
Oh I pray
For better days
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5. |
Material Girl
04:02
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Some boys hug me
Some boys kiss me
I think they're ok
If they don't give me proper credit
I just walk away
They can beg and they can plead
But they can't see the light
'Cause the boy with the cold hard cash
Is always Mister Right
And we’re living in a material world
I am a material, girl
We’re living in a material world
I am a material, girl
Some boys slow dance
Some boys romance
That's all right with me
If they can't raise my interest
I have to let them be
Some boys try and some boys lie but
I don't let them play
Only boys who save their pennies
Can make my rainy day
'Cause we're living in a material world
I am a material, girl
We're living in a material world
And I am a material, girl
Some boys come and some boys go
But that's all right you see
Experience has made me rich
And now they're after me
We’re living in a material world
And I am a material, girl
We’re living in a material world
And I am a material, girl
We’re living in a material world
And I am a material, girl
We’re living in a material world
And I am the material, girl
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Oh when the chickens
Come home to roost
Let ‘em roost
Let ‘em roost
And when you’re ducks
Fall out of line
That’s just fine
It’ll be alright
And when you find your little world
Built with your own hands
Come crashing
To the ground
Remember
You can build it up again
Just start anew right now
And when the sky
Raining cats and dogs
Go whole hog
Go whole hog
And when your horse
Don’t want a drink
Tell his shrink
What you think
And when you find your little world
Built with your own hands
Come crashing
To the ground
Remember
You can build it up again
Just start anew right now
And when you’re lost
And you can’t be found
Turn around
Turn around
When your love
Has crumpled up and died
Don’t you cry
It’ll be alright
And when you find your little world
Built with your own hands
Come crashing
To the ground
Remember
You can build it up again
Once your peace is found
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7. |
Holy Mountain
05:23
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Quiet in the streets
Darkness below
There are troubled people
In troubled homes
Cities full of strangers
And billboard signs
Asking where I’m going
At the end of times
Well, I don’t know
If there’s a place I can even go
They say there’s a holy mountain
They say there’s a promised land
They say they’ve got milk and honey
And a dance hall with an old time country band
The Lion and the lamb
The leopard and goat
They all brave the storm
Together on this little boat
Coyote and a calf
A baby and a snake
They will play together
Please make no mistake
If you want peace and love
Don’t you realize
You’ve gotta give a piece of Heaven
To all of those that you despise
If your lack of faith just won’t allow
We can try and build that place right now
Cause they say there’s a holy mountain
They say there’s a promised land
They say they’ve got milk and honey
And a dance hall with an old time country band
Let’s climb up that holy mountain
Let’s go to the promised land
We can drink all the milk and honey
And dance along to that old time country band
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