1. |
How It Happened
02:09
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well i asked you to come over
and you said ok you said ok
you told me that you liked me
and i said the same i said the same
and i asked you if i could kiss you
and you kissed me
i didnt know this could happen
or where it would go where it would go
and i asked you to stay over
and you said ok you said ok
we slept arm and arm
straight til morning straight til morning
thats how it happened
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2. |
In My Time Of Darkness
02:18
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Once I knew a young man
Went driving through the night
Miles and miles without a word
With just his high-beam lights
Who'd have ever thought they'd build such
a deadly Denver bend
To be so strong, to take as long as
it would till the end
In my hour of darkness
In my time of need
Oh, Lord grant me vision
Oh, Lord grant me speed
Another young man safely strummed his
silver string guitar
And he played to people everywhere
Some say he was a star
But he was just a country boy,
his simple songs confess
And the music he had in him,
so very few possess
In my hour of darkness
In my time of need
Oh, Lord grant me vision
Oh, Lord grant me speed
Then there was an old man
Kind and wise with age
And he read me just like a book and he
never missed a page
And I loved him like my father
And I loved him like my friend
And I knew his time would shortly come
but I did not know just when
In my hour of darkness
In my time of need
Oh, Lord grant me vision
Oh, Lord grant me speed
Oh, Lord grant me vision
Oh, Lord grant me speed
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3. |
Last You Hear
02:53
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4. |
Folk Music
02:27
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5. |
Is This What You Wanted
04:20
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You were the promise at dawn,
I was the morning after.
You were jesus christ my lord,
I was the money lender.
You were the sensitive woman,
I was the very reverend freud.
You were the manual orgasm,
I was the dirty little boy.
And is this what you wanted
To live in a house that is haunted
By the ghost of you and me?
You were marlon brando,
I was steve mcqueen.
You were k.y. jelly,
I was vaseline.
You were the father of modern medicine,
I was mr. clean.
You where the whore and the beast of babylon,
I was rin tin tin.
You got old and wrinkled,
I stayed seventeen.
You lusted after so many,
I lay here with one.
You defied your solitude,
I came through alone.
You said you could never love me,
I undid your gown.
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