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Hayden lyrics

Between Us To Hold

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I taught you to play guitar last night. We've been sick for days, and we were stuck inside. And I held your arm as you hit the string. I pressed your fingers down and started to sing. And our heater was shaking cause the city was cold. And my favourite guitar was between us to hold. And I held your arm as you hit the strings. I pressed your fingers down and started to sing, sing. (humming to beat of song til end)

I Sing The Albums

Ijahman Levi "Beauty And The Lion"
I sing the albums (Part 1) If I was a hippy Go lucky Rastaman I know a man Millionaire Blackwell Willing to spend his money On my gifted talent I walk with the rod Of God in my hand In and out the house of Island My guitar and my songs I sing the albums Haile I Hymn, Are we a warrior Tell it to the children, Africa Lilly of my valley, I do, Culture Country Forward Rastaman, Ijahman and Friens And over Europe Live If I was a hippy Go lucky Rastaman I know a man Millionaire Blackwell Willing to spend his money On my gifted talent I walk with the rod Of God in my hand In and out the house of Island With my instrument of ten strings My guitar and my songs I sing the albums (Part 2) If I was a hippy Go lucky Rastaman I know a man Millionaire Blackwell Willing to spend his money On my gifted talent I walk with the rod Of God in my hand In and out the house of Island My guitar and my songs With my instrument of ten strings My guitar and my songs I sing the albums Inside out, love smiles On track, Kingfari Gemini man, entitlement Two double six 701 Black Royalties,Ijahman sings Bob Marley And Ijahman live in Paris If I was a hippy Go lucky Rastaman I know a man Millionaire Blackwell Willing to spend his money On my gifted talent I walk with the rod Of God in my hand In and out the house of Island My guitar and my songs I sing the albums

Ghost In His Guitar

KEITH URBAN "In The Ranch"
Down the drain pipe cross the yard and through the fence I risked a whoopin' every time I went 'Cause white boys weren't allowed On the colored side of town But I was proud to call That old black man my friend He had a pillow by the bed he used to pray on And a beat up old guitar he let me play on I knew where my fingers went From his greasy fingerprints Yeah, he was passin' on What was handed down to him [Chorus] And it soaked up all the blood and sweat and teardrops And the beers he missed in smokey little bars And sometimes that old man he comes alive in my hands I feel the beating of his sad old broken heart Just like there's a ghost in this guitar A ghost in this guitar Well, the night before he died he made me take it He said, "You play it now, 'cause I gotta go" And I can feel him in my fingers when I play it 'Cause sometimes I'm in control And sometimes I just sit back And let him go Sit back and let him go [Repeat Chorus] Take a listen to the ghost in this guitar

Planet Of The Baritone Women

FRANK ZAPPA "Broadway the Hardway"
Frank Zappa (lead guitar, vocals) Ike Willis (guitar, vocals) Mike Keneally (guitar, synthesizer, vocals) Bobby Martin (keyboards, vocals) Ed Mann (percussion) Walt Fowler (trumpet) Bruce Fowler (trombone) Paul Carman (alto saxophone) Albert Wing (tenor saxophone) Kurt McGettrick (baritone saxophone) Scott Thunes (bass) Chad Wackerman (drums) Eric Buxton (vocals) On the Plane of the Baritone Women They talk low 'Bout stuff they know, They sing Oooh! And laugh at you Ah-ha-ha-ha-hah! If you can't IF YOU CAN'T Do it too DO IT TOO Ah-ha-ha-ha-hah! They sing Li-li-li-li! They sing Lo-lo-lo-lo! The man carry purses Wherever they go Junior executives. All in a row, Watch the Baritone Women Do the Baritone show Ah-ha-ha-ha-hah! They sing about wheat; They sing about corn; They sing about places Where women was born They sing about hate! They sing about fear! It seems like they all got A pretty good ear Ah-ha-ha-ha-hah! They sing it in harmony Not often heard With a big ol' cadenza On every long word They keep it as low As they possibly can, And sometimes they walk Like an E-GYP-TIAN Ah-ha-ha-ha-hah! They do choreography Still more unique! They leave their legs open Whenever they speak! They roll their eyes upward. And over again, And slam their legs closed When they sing about mmen! Those Baritone Women! They are not your friend! You will make a mistake If you go there again!

This Old Guitar

JOHN DENVER "Back Home Again"
This old guitar taught me to sing a love song, it showed me how to laugh and how to cry. It introduced me to some friends of mine and brightened up some days. It helped me make it through some lonely nights. What a friend to have on a cold and lonely night This old guitar gave me my lovely lady, it opened up her eyes and ears to me. it brought us close together and I guess it broke her heart, it opened up the space for us to be, what a lovely place and a lovely space to be. This old guitar gave me my life my living all the things you know I love to do To serenade the stars that shine from a sunny mountainside, and most of all, to sing my songs for you, I love to sing my songs for you, yes I do, you know, I love to sing my songs for you.

Hat Shaped Hat

ANI DIFRANCO "Up Up Up Up Up Up"
in walked a man in the shape of a man holding a hat-shaped hat he held up two fingers and said 'how many fingers' and i said 'Peace man, that's where it's at' i said you are what you do in order to prevent becoming what you're busy not doing and if you do do it truly then you arrive at it newly then in the end you are absolved and the problem of heaven is solved and the man broke into a smile, like he was breaking into a song and he was broken and smiling and i was singing along and we agreed completely agreetly about most things 'til the sun set sweetly like it does in those paintings the ones they hang in hotel rooms the ones they bolt to the wall as though anyone would want to steal them at all we talked like children without breathing 'til i stopped this lady as she was leaving and i said 'excuse me, but do you know what time it would be if we were on mars ' and she held up her hand like a crossing guard stopping the cars and she said five in the morning in walked a man in the shape of a man holding a hat shaped hat

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