I can hear her heart beat for a thousand miles And the heaven's open every time she smiles And when I come to her that's where I belong Yet I'm running
When all the dark clouds roll away And the sun begins to shine I see my freedom from across the way And it comes right in on time Well, it shines so
Gotta spread the news in the regions again I'm gonna sing my blues in the regions again Gonna blow my fuse 'cause I wanna cut loose In the regions again
Yeah This one's called Caledonia Soul music Yeah Starts out like this It gets Gets low Do a little Little pick Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah alright Alright
And they'll lay you down, low and easy And it looks like you kids will stay Christmas It demands that you travel the distance So believe no lies Dry
We shall walk again All along the lane Down the avenue Just like we used to do With our heads so high Smile at the passers by And we'll softly sigh Ay
We were born before the wind Also younger than the sun Ere the bonnie boat was won As we sailed into the mystic Hark, now hear the sailors cry Smell
And the caravan is on it's way I can hear the merry gypsies play Mama, mama look at Emma Rose She's playin' with the radio La, la, la, la, la La, la,
I dreamed you paid your dues in Canada And left me to come through I headed for there right away I knew exactly just what to do I dreamed we played cards
I can hear her heart beat for a thousand miles And the heavens open every time she smiles And when I come to her that's where I belong Yet I'm running
We get it almost every night And when that moon gets big and bright It's supernatural delight Everybody was dancing in the moonlight Everybody here is
Well, they told me to come on over I made my way to New York And they tried to have me deported Stop me from getting work Blacklisted me all over They
Well, it's a marvelous night for a Moondance With the stars up above in your eyes A fantabulous night to make romance 'Neath the cover of October skies
Just like the sun shining over the mountain top You know I'll always come again You know I love to spend my morning time Watchin' sunlight dancing on
This here's the story about dumb, dumb George Who came up to Boston one sunny afternoon He drove up from New York City and he was freaky And he wanted
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When this old world has let you down And friends no longer want you around When you feel burdened down with care And troubles seem so hard to bear Call
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