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Le matin, quand je me réveille,J’ai du mal à quitter MorphéePour aller justifier la payeQue mon patron peut s’octroyerCà n’est pas vraiment que je tienneA continuer de l’engraisserMais aussi petite soit la mienne (de paye)J’en ai besoin pour boufferJe fais des trous dans ma ceintureUn par jour pour mieux gérerLe minimum que cette enflureSe croit
Knock’in on Heaven’s Door
G D Am Mama, take this badge off of meG D CI can’t use it anymoreIt’s gettin’ dark, too dark to seeI feel like I’m knockin’ on heaven’s doorKnock, knock, knockin’ on heaven’s doorKnock, knock, knockin’ on heaven’s doorKnock, knock, knockin’ on heaven’s doorKnock, knock, knockin’ on heaven’s doorMama, put my guns in the groundI
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Here Comes the Sun
Here comes the sun do, do, doHere comes the sunAnd I say it’s all right Little darling, it’s been a long cold lonely winterLittle darling, it seems like years since it’s been here Here comes the sun do, do, doHere comes the sunAnd I say it’s all right Little darling, the smiles returning to the
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Mrs Robinson
And here’s to you, Mrs. RobinsonJesus loves you more than you will know, oh oh oh.God bless you please, Mrs. Robinson.Heaven holds a place for those who pray, hey hey hey, hey hey hey.We’d like to know a little bit about you for our files.We’d like to help you learn to help yourself.Look around you,
I Will
Who knows how long I’ve loved youYou know I love you stillWill I wait a lonely lifetimeIf you want me to, I willFor if I ever saw youI didn’t catch your nameBut it never really matteredI will always feel the sameLove you forever and foreverLove you with all my heartLove you whenever we’re togetherLove you
Mother Nature Son
Born a poor young country boy, Mother Nature’s sonAll day long I’m sitting singing songs for everyone Sit beside a mountain stream, see her waters riseListen to the pretty sound of music as she flies Find me in my field of grass, Mother Nature’s sonSwaying daises sing a lazy song beneath the sunWah, Mother Nature’s
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Heart of Gold
I wanna live I wanna give I’ve been a miner For a heart of gold It’s these expressions I never give That keep me searching For a heart of gold And I’m getting old Keep me searching For a heart of gold And I’m getting old (harmonica) I’ve been to Hollywood I’ve been to Redwood