a very close friend writing words in the car. How many beans could Woody have picked when he was always writing songs? How many jail songs could Allen
I ain't asking to cry on your shoulder I don't want to see your happiness folder I gotta sing when things go wrong I gotta sing a runaway song And I
there's courage in the wind And in the face of freedom And those who look to him And search within the heart Of every young man with a song Then I think
John Stevens I don't like to work but I got to. When my friends ask for advice, I tell them not to. I'm gonna move way down South where it's too hot
Little winds sing a song of the sun in the sky And I know, like the wind, the songs will always be there In your hair, soft and warm, light of dawn, shining
by Woody Guthrie I was born about ten thousand years ago There ain't nuthin' in this world that I don't know I saw Peter Paul and Moses playin' ring-around
even close you tied me down Where I'm forced to watch as you poke holes in every part of me Containing something secretly Something sacred to me Well I lied
Chestnuts roasting on an open fire Jack Frost nipping at your nose Yuletide carols being sung by a choir And folks dressed up like Eskimos Everybody
(Instrumental)
not even close. you tied me down, where i'm forced to watch as you poke holes in every part of me containing something secretly. something sacred to me. i lied
Venez ecouter cette sombre histoire, Tout ca n'est pas beau, mais faut l'savoir... Je m'souviens encore de ces annees noires, Ou au fond d'un verre,
(John Stevens) I don't like to work but I got to. When my friends ask for advice, I tell them not to. I'm gonna move way down South where it's too hot
Stewart) I ain't asking to cry on your shoulder. I don't wanta see your happiness folder. I got a sing when things go wrong. I gotta sing a runaway song
(Mason Williams) Little winds sing a song of the sun in the sky and I know, like the wind, the songs will always be there. In your hair, soft and warm
s courage in the wind and in the face of freedom and those who look to him. And search within the heart of ev'ry young man with a song then I think we
(George Archer) E inu tatou e Hara E inu tatou ite ava e E inu tatou e E inu tatou e Hara E inu tatou ite ava e E inu tatou e A rave hoi oe A rave hoi
