ALABAMA lyrics - The Touch

Pony Express

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He came in and sit down at the end of the bar His old rawhide shirt full of dust He asked for a glass and he ordered rye whiskey He talked to himself and he cussed He left Sacramento early that morning With a sackful of mail for St. Joe Had to outrun some outlaws outside Carson City By riding where they wouldn't go He said to me,"Mister, this long riding's hell But I guess it's got to be done Otherwise how would you get all your mail If the pony express couldn't run?" I said, "I hear you, mister and you do your job well But I hear it won't be for long They'll be sending the mail by the wire and the rail And your pony and you will be gone He came in and sit down at the end of the bar His coveralls covered with dust He said Jesse James had just held up his train He talked to himself and he cussed He pulled out of St. Joe early that morning With the mail and the union payroll Had to stop for a rockslide outside Jackson City And Jesse made off with the gold He said to me, "Mister, this railroading's hell But I guess it's got to be done Otherwise how would you get all you mail If that old iron horse couldn't run?" I said, "I hear you,mister and you do your job well But I hear it won't be for long They'll be sending the mail without you or the rail 'Cause they say man will fly before long." He came in and sit down at the end of the bar His face looked all haggard and grey He ordered a drink and said, "Make it a double Boys it's sure been a long day." He pulled out of Denver early that morning He said, "You'll never guess where I've been A highjacker needed a lift down to Cuba So your mail will be late getting in." I said, "I hear you, mister and you do your job well But you know it ain't been that long They were doing it best with the pony express Before you and your friends came along."

Nightingale

ROXY MUSIC "Siren"
(Ferry/Manzanera) Before the morning comes, will I hear your song Come little nightingale, I won't be here for long When you're up there flying, do you care If there's no one else around' When your lover leaves you in the air Do you waver, do you fall' Now while the moon is high Shall we, nightingale, Duet all through the night A pair of souls for sale Stars cluster glistening Captive till the dawn Patiently listening They've heard it all before Should I stay here or should I go' I couldn't bear to be alone Was it really love I saw' Oh, now I'll never know What is this I hear' I recognise that song Sweet little nightingale I knew you'd come along Soon when the morning comes. We will both be gone So sing pretty nightingale Lead, I'll follow on.

Broken Silence

SO SOLID CREW "Second Verse"
I grew up in the same place, where Squeeky got shot in the face, I saw Abrahams brains split on the pave, he'd jumped off the block, right where the kids play, we used to sit everyday, chattin' ####, we all strayed, I guess its deep-seeded urban decay, from my angle I can see the ghetto burning away, I wanna cry, I find myself turning away, This kids 16, burning the yay, mislearning the game, I send a prayer for the pain [Chorus] As I stand here, Ooooooh, Watching the world go round, How it always gets me down, Is it supposed to be like this? (Like this?) As we ride, (As we ride) Ooooooh, To gain an edge in life, Searching-one always seems to try, To come in the way, Is it supposed to be like this? I come from a place where, you can't tell what's round the corner, going to jail, or fail, getting ###### up, like them little black kids from Bronxtale, well, as long as we're living in hell, in the streets violence will always dwell, I can tell u a thousand tales, documented in detail, and most niggaz can relate round the world, my nigga Kirk got found, with bullet rounds in his chest, up in the ATL end, and the papers hate me well, I'm trying to revoke the violence, not promote the violence, this is my broken silence, and u can hear my screams louder than police sirens, I'm trynna fight back, like my nigga little Byron, just as long as I love and stay vibrant, I shall provail, (I shall provail) And I shall not betrayal, (I shall not betray you) I shall put my hands up at the end and say I done wrong, only time will tell for real [Chorus] [Last verse coming from the heart] I guess we need more stability, it's like we're imprisoned in the ghetto and it's getting to me, to the point where I'm feeling institutionalised, look in my eyes, you'll see pain in it, but who can decide? whether I stay entrapped in, packed in, or fly from the restraining of thoughts packed in-side my brain but, I proclaim that I will withstand the rain in order to get out this game, plus, the Media, Government, tried to blow us, but they can't out the flame, or doubt the name, #### and ur evolution's bout to change, trust me, sitting round tables with the ties and shirts, with the lust to discuss me, you disgust me, so I must be, as level headed as I can, to neva back pedal on the plan, so we can all hold hands together, unite so we can live as one [Chorus (x2)]

Lets Talk Dirty In Hawaiian

JOHN PRINE "German Afternoons"
Well,I packed my bags and bought myself a ticket For the land of the tall palm tree Aloha Old Milwaukee, Hello Waikiki I just stepped down from the airplane When I heard her say, Waka waka nuka licka, waka waka nuka licka Would you like a lei? Eh? Chorus Let's talk dirty in Hawaiian Whisper in my ear Kicka pooka mok a wa wahini Are the words I long to hear Lay your coconut on my tiki What the hecka mooka mooka dear Let's talk dirty in Hawaiian Say the words I long to hear It's a ukelele Honolulu sunset Listen to the grass skirts sway Drinking rum from a pineapple Out on Honolulu Bay The steel guitars all playing While she's talking with her hands Gimme gimme oka doka make a wish and wanta polka Words I understand Hey! Repeat Chorus Well, I boughta lota junka with my moola And sent it to the folks back home I never had the chance to dance the hula Well,I guess I should have known When you start talking to the sweet wahini Walking in the pale moonlight Ohka noka whatta setta knocka-rocka-sis-boom-boccas Hope I said it right Oh! Repeat Chorus Let's talk dirty in Hawaiian Say the words I long to hear spoken: Aloha

All That Heaven Will Allow

BRUCE SPRINGSTEEN "Tunnel Of Love"
I got a dollar in my pocket there ain't a cloud up above I got a picture in a locket that says baby I love you Well if you didn't look then boys then fellas don't go lookin' now Well here she comes a-walkin' all that heaven will allow Say hey there mister bouncer now all I wanna dance But I swear I left my wallet back home in my workin' pants C'mon Slim slip me in man I'll make it up to you somehow I can't be late I got a date with all that heaven will allow Rain and storm and dark skies well now they don't mean a thing If you got a girl that loves you and who wants to wear your ring So c'mon mister trouble we'll make it through you somehow We'll fill this house with all the love all that heaven will allow Now some may wanna die young man young and gloriously Get it straight now mister hey buddy that ain't me 'Cause I got something on my mind that sets me straight and walking proud And I want all the time all that heaven will allow

All That Heaven Will Allow

Mavericks
I got a dollar in my pocket there ain't a cloud up above I got a picture in my locket that says, baby I love you well if you didn't look then boys the fellas don't go lookin' now well here she comes a-walkin' all that heaven will allow say hey there mister bouncer now all I wanna do is dance but I swear I left my wallet back home in my working pants c'mon Slim, slip me in man I'll make it up to you somehow I can't be late, I got a date with all that heaven will allow rain and storm and dark skies well now they don't mean a thing if you got a girl that loves you and who wants to wear your ring so c'mon mister trouble we'll make it through you somehow we'll fill this house with all the love all that heaven will allow rain and storm and dark skies well now they don't mean a thing if you got a girl that loves you and who wants to wear your ring so c'mon mister trouble we'll make it through you somehow we'll fill this house with all the love all that heaven will allow now some may die young man young and gloriously get it straight now mister hey buddy, that ain't me 'cause I got something on my mind, yeah that sets me straight and walkin' proud and I want all the time all that heaven will allow and I want all the time all that heaven will allow

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