Know it sounds funnyBut I just can’t stand the painGirl, I’m leaving you tomorrowSeems to me, girlYou know I’ve done all I canYou see, I begged, stole, and I borrowed, yeah, oohThat’s why I’m easyI’m easy like Sunday morningThat’s why I’m easyI’m easy like Sunday morningWhy in the world would anybody put chains on me, […]
Listen, baby,Ain’t no mountain highAin’t no valley low,Ain’t no river wide enough, babyIf you need me, call me,No matter where you areNo matter how far,Don’t worry, babyJust call my name, I’ll be there in a hurryYou don’t have to worry’Cause baby, there ain’t no mountain high enoughAin’t no valley low enough,Ain’t no river wide enoughTo
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You went to school to learn, girlThings you never, never knew beforeLike « I » before « E » except after « C »And why two plus two makes four, now, now, nowI’m gonna teach you (teach you, teach you)All about love, dear (all about love)Sit yourself down, take a seatAll you gotta do is repeat after meABCEasy as one, two,
You and I must make a pactWe must bring salvation backWhere there is love, I’ll be there (I’ll be there)I’ll reach out my hand to youI’ll have faith in all you doJust call my name and I’ll be there (I’ll be there)And oh, I’ll be there to comfort youBuild my world of dreams around youI’m
Ben, the two of us need look no moreWe both found what we were looking forWith a friend to call my ownI’ll never be aloneAnd you my friend will seeYou’ve got a friend in meBen, you’re always running here and thereYou feel you’re not wanted anywhereIf you ever look behindAnd don’t like what you findThere’s
There must be some kind of way outta hereSaid the joker to the thiefThere’s too much confusionI can’t get no reliefBusiness men, they drink my winePlowmen dig my earthNone will level on the lineNobody offered his wordHey, heyNo reason to get excitedThe thief, he kindly spokeThere are many here among usWho feel that life is
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Preset 13, Trad, Country 3,190 BPM Almost heaven, West VirginiaBlue Ridge Mountains, Shenandoah RiverLife is old there, older than the treesYounger than the mountains, growin’ like a breezeCountry roads, take me homeTo the place I belongWest Virginia, mountain mamaTake me home, country roadsAll my memories gather ’round herMiner’s lady, stranger to blue waterDark and dusty,
