JOHN DENVER lyrics - John Denver

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Songs of the future, songs of the past, songs of the first day, songs of the last, songs of tomorrow, songs of the play, songs of the struggle, songs of the way. Songs of the future, songs of the past, songs of the first day, songs of the last, songs of tomorrow, songs of the play, songs of the struggle, songs of the way.

Nobody Likes Sad Songs

RONNIE MILSAP "40 #1 Hits [Virgin]"
You've seen the way I entertain a crowd. I use to pack ‘em in for miles around. And I play the happy songs that made ‘em smile. Why'd she want to go and change my style? Nobody like sad songs, ones about devise, Songs about broken hearts with tears in your eyes. Nobody like sad songs - since you went away. Seems like sad songs are all I can play. A crowd gets restless, they drift away. Lately no one wants to hear me play. I tried to do the songs I use to do Ah, but then I think of you. Nobody like sad songs, ones about devise, Songs about broken hearts with tears in your eyes. Nobody like sad songs - since you went away. Seems like sad songs are all I can play. The boss just told me Ronnie, things aren't going well He's gonna let me go, I can tell. He said what happened son, you had it made Why'd you change the way you played. Cause, nobody like sad songs, ones about devise, Songs about broken hearts with tears in your eyes. Nobody like sad songs - since you went away. Seems like, seems like sad songs are all I can play. Nobody like sad songs, ones about devise, Songs about broken hearts with tears in your eyes. Nobody like sad songs - since you went away. Seems like sad songs are all I can play. Nobody like sad songs, ones about devise, Songs about broken hearts, with tears in your eyes Nobody like sad songs, since you went away. You know it seems like sad songs are all I can play.

Halloween

RYAN ADAMS "Love Is Hell, Pt. 1"
Heart stops beating, all the words worth repeating She is dancing but not singing, is it maybe that she doesn't know the words? She's dressed up, but don't worry, she's got friends Snowflake eating, she is mildly self-defeating And the secrets that she's keeping they are really only dangerous to her Ships ain't sinking We are here to help you sing your songs We are here to help you sing your songs Because tomorrow comes and no one calls She stops grinning when the room it starts spinning She is losing all her winnings, she's angry but it's just the alcohol She's all fucked right up, it's okay, man, she's got friends 'Cause we are here to help her sing her songs We are here to help her sing her songs Because tomorrow's gonna come Tomorrow's gonna come, and no one's gonna call This isn't Christmas, this is Chinatown and those are pretty lights Just use some more and put 'em on your make-up dolls A painting on the underneath that never smiles on the scene Is just like Christmas if it was Halloween Someone taught her it's okay to be a martyr Like an educated angel, be a rat, you know in all the things you love, Well okay Priceless pictures, she's collected iceless fixtures that is freezing from the people She's chosen out to help her through it all Whatever We are here to help you sing your songs We are here to help you sing your songs We are here to help you sing your songs Because tomorrow's gonna come Tomorrow's gonna come, and no one's gonna call

Off That

JAY-Z "The Blueprint 3"
Welcome to the Future, Blue Print 3 Ay count me in Find me a nice soft place to land I'm so high Find me a place to land, Yeah right there, I'm so tomorrow, The Audemars are yesterday, Which means your on time delay, So even if I slow it doooown, My sound is fast forward, hold up I'm just a runway show But I wear this on my plane in my runway clothes, Cashmere sweats they come out next year But these my last year sweats, And my hoe so sick, your new chick cant f-ck with my old b-tch, And you know this sh-t, I'm professional, they know this is, I just may let you borrow this, This the blueprint n-gga follow this, This what what tomorrow is, Welcome to tomorrow b–tch, [Drake - Chorus] Whatever you about to discover we off that You about to tell her you love her we off that, Always wanna fight in the club and we off that, But you can’t bring the future back, Ya'll steady chasing the fame we off that, Oversized clothes and chains we off that, N-gga still making it rain and we off that, Cos you can’t bring the future back, Tell n-ggas top get off me, Cris we off that, Timbs we off that, Rims we off that, [Jay-Z] Yeah We off that is you still on that, If you still making money cos we still on that, This ain’t black versus white my n-gga we off that, Please tell Bill O Reilly to fall back, Tell Rush Limbaugh to get off my balls, Its 2010 not 1864 , Ah yeh we come so far, So I drive around town hard top and its off Ah and my tribeca loft with my high brow art And my high yellow broad Ah and my dark skin sis and my best white mate Say whats up to to chris, Ah, hows that for a mix, Got a black president, Got green presidents, Blueprints in my white ipod, Black diamonds in my Jesus piece, My God, Ah we aint tripping off that, Its a benetton ad, n-gga been up off that [Chorus] [Jay-Z] I dont give a fidduuck, abiddout the widday, You used to move, what you used to do, And I dont give a fidduuck abiddout the b-tches That you used to screw What your future do, And we don’t really care what you used to say, Unless that affects your future pay, Im on the practice field running two a day, So I don’t drop the ball when its threw my way, So I don’t a fidduck abiddout the sh-t that You probably did, Who you probably is, The only time I deal in past tense Is i’m past rims, And i’m past tints, If you driving it I drove it, You got it cos I sold it, You copped it and I bought it back, And we don’t give a fidduck n-gga we off that. [Chorus]

One Man Band

JACK SAVORETTI "Between The Minds"
Gotta get my stuff together I'm heading out Gotta do the things that I've been speaking 'bout Gotta show the world the difference between right and wrong Yes I gotta make myself a living writing songs I'm just a lonely singer on a lonely road This is the life that I chose I give it more So much more than what I've got Everything you think I am I am not 'Cause I'm just a one man traveling band Writing down poems on the back of my hand I'm hoping you will understand me I've come a long way I've given up the cocaine Looking for a chance to play a couple songs that I wrote along the way I never thought that I would ever learn guitar That I'd be the man on stage No Never thought that I would get to see the world Love and miss the band everyday But I headed out to California for margaritas by the pool And the house of a good old friend of mine I knew way back in school Just a box of wood Six strings This guitar I've played in bedrooms and still play in bars On city streets with pennies at my feet And you know I'll play for money I will play for free 'Cause I'm just a one man traveling band Writing down poems on the back of my hand I'm hoping you will understand me I've come a long way I've given up the cocaine Looking for a chance to play a couple songs that I wrote along the way I never thought that I would ever learn guitar That I'd be the man on stage No Never thought that I would get to see the world Love and miss the band everyday But I headed out to California for margaritas by the pool And the house of a good old friend of mine I knew way back in school Yes

Soldiers

ABBA "The Visitors"
Do I hear what I think I'm hearing? Do I see the signs I think I see? Or is this just a fantasy? Is it true that the beast is waking Stirring in his restless sleep tonight In the pale moonlight In the grip of this cold December You and I have reason to remember Soldiers write the songs that soldiers sing The songs that you and I don't sing They blow their horns and march along They drum their drums and look so strong You'd think that nothing in the world was wrong Soldiers write the songs that soldiers sing The songs that you and I won't sing Let's not look the other way Taking a chance 'Cause if the bugler starts to play We too must dance What's that sound, what's that dreadful rumble? Won't somebody tell me what I hear? In the distance but drawing near Is it only a storm approaching? All that thunder and the blinding light In the winter night In the grip of this cold December You and I have reason to remember Soldiers write the songs that soldiers sing The songs that you and I don't sing They blow their horns and march along They drum their drums and look so strong You'd think that nothing in the world was wrong Soldiers write the songs that soldiers sing The songs that you and I won't sing Let's not look the other way Taking a chance 'Cause if the bugler starts to play We too must dance Soldiers write the songs that soldiers sing The songs that you and I won't sing Let's not look the other way Taking a chance 'Cause if the bugler starts to play We too must dance

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