tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-47653251210977062832024-03-05T18:28:08.771-08:00The Pook of PokThis is the Pook of Pok The Bard. Dig around and you'll find all kinds of my writings, musical recordings, old photos and a few videos. It's a bit like an untidy bedroom at the moment, but is slowly evolving into something more organised.
<p>Contact me: pok.star@yahoo.co.uk</p>Pokstarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06212139682737021237noreply@blogger.comBlogger312125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4765325121097706283.post-38291122449490122462015-02-04T15:27:00.000-08:002015-02-04T15:27:10.104-08:00Tommy DuffyIt's not hard<br />
To find out why<br />
So many homeless people die<br />
When there is no place to go<br />
In the ice and rain and snow<br />
Tommy Duffy lay down<br />
And he did'nai rise again<br />
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He was on a bench in Lace Walk<br />
Looking old and pretty drunk<br />
But it didn't bother me<br />
How far the man had sunk<br />
When he asked me to unlock his phone<br />
I did so straight away<br />
A Gentleman of the old Road<br />
Though somewhat held in sway<br />
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'Thank you very much' he said<br />
I'm a headin' down the road<br />
I like it much in Sidmouth Town<br />
Down there on the Coast<br />
Exeter it is too big<br />
And I am getting old<br />
Sidmouth Town it is just nice<br />
I'd like to get a home<br />
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I'm trying to get off the drink<br />
But got no place to go<br />
I need to booze inside of me<br />
To keep me from the cold<br />
No one moaned he was a fuss<br />
He slept in a Church porch<br />
But sleeping rough in January<br />
Snuffed his earthly torch<br />
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I read it in the local<br />
The news was very sad<br />
He died down at Port Royal<br />
By the cliffs there at the Ham<br />
Several people had not<br />
Judged him a bad man <br />
What can we do about this<br />
Was their question then<br />
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<br />Pokstarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06212139682737021237noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4765325121097706283.post-7937793061451954422015-01-27T11:10:00.002-08:002015-01-27T11:12:12.637-08:00The Land of Fiscal Plenty<br />
In the Spring of the financial year<br />
One Chancellor invented<br />
A world he built for you and me<br />
The land of fiscal plenty<br />
No differences for rich or poor<br />
Inflation fallen straight through the floor<br />
His lies shone like the morning dew<br />
In the land of fiscal plenty<br />
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In the land of fiscal plenty<br />
World leaders all are kind<br />
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Tax you will not find<br />
No borders and no conflict<br />
Trade by jumble sale<br />
The seas are clean<br />
War a has~been<br />
There are no secret submarines<br />
In the land of fiscal plenty <br />
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In the land of fiscal plenty<br />
We live happy and free<br />
World bankers brook no arms fairs<br />
It's just not their cup of tea<br />
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And bankers fund the poor<br />
The economy runs like a dream<br />
Injustice is never seen<br />
In the land of fiscal plenty<br />
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~Ooooh<br />
The clicking of the credits<br />
In the government merited<br />
Online casino tables<br />
Is given free<br />
Far overseas<br />
And for those less able<br />
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In the land of fiscal plenty<br />
There are no spending cuts<br />
Crime is a thing of the past<br />
The prisons all are shut<br />
There is no indoctrination<br />
No bullying in schools<br />
Toxic waste it don't exist<br />
Everybody lives in bliss<br />
In the land of fiscal plenty<br />
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In the land of fiscal plenty<br />
Not many take a job<br />
The bankers pay for everything<br />
They say 'Why, just because!'<br />
There is no segregation<br />
Because everybody cares<br />
Their welfare state<br />
Is praised as great<br />
Everybody is a mate<br />
In the land of fiscal plenty<br />
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In the land of fiscal plenty<br />
Everyone has health<br />
Dustmen and casual labourers<br />
Are the ones with most wealth<br />
Management have to busk<br />
To make their ends meet<br />
There is no slump<br />
No credit crunch<br />
No junkies are out to lunch<br />
In the land of fiscal plenty<br />
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~Ooooh...<br />
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<br />Pokstarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06212139682737021237noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4765325121097706283.post-47242643311510356182015-01-26T11:30:00.004-08:002015-01-26T14:09:21.930-08:00A hundred thousand ways (1986}Merry be the day that I cast my eyes on you<br />
And merry be the day that we meet<br />
Merry be the ways that I put myself to you<br />
And merry be the ways that you are pleased<br />
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With a hundred wondrous ways to receive<br />
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Lying there in the summer fields <br />
I look over to the hazy horizon<br />
A hundred thousand birds all alight upon my gaze<br />
Saying life has just begun<br />
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All those hundred thousand ones<br />
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Walking along upon the sea shore<br />
Sparkling light all on the waves<br />
Hear the sky call out a thousand times<br />
Though I cannot quite hear what it says<br />
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Say it a hundred thousand million ways<br />
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Merry be the ways you come on to me<br />
Merry be the ways we laugh<br />
Merry be the ways we walk about this Earth<br />
And please, not too sad the way we part<br />
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With the love of my one true heartPokstarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06212139682737021237noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4765325121097706283.post-12536405036078932432015-01-21T04:11:00.002-08:002015-01-21T04:42:50.833-08:00Working for the Governor (1986}<h3 class="post-title entry-title" itemprop="name">
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I've been working all day for the Governor</div>
Working to earn my pay<br />
If I don't work for the Governor<br />
I won't get to eat today<br />
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OH ME, OH MY<br />
WORKING FOR THE MAN<br />
BUT I'D RATHER DIE<br />
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Yes I'd rather die than work for him<br />
But I got a wife and child<br />
I'll be turned out of house and home<br />
And they don't can live in the wild<br />
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If I don't work for the Governor<br />
I'm told it's against the grain<br />
Against the crowd is against fellow man<br />
And I don't know if I can, don't know if I can<br />
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But I've got to work for the Governor<br />
All my life I've done that thing<br />
And I do have some pride in the work I do<br />
If I left I don't know what that would bring<br />
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I've got to work for the Governor<br />
Often through till the mornin' light <br />
Leaves me no time for family<br />
My sorrow's as dark as night<br />
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I've been working all day for the management<br />
And my boss had a word with me<br />
Seems my section is overstaffed<br />
Redundancy may be coming my way<br />
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Sitting at home watching the fire get low<br />
I'm wondering about my life<br />
Wondering about my wife and children<br />
I wonder all through the night<br />
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I'm working all day down the mineshaft<br />
My world is black dust and cramp<br />
When I get out I'll go to sleep<br />
Out of this place of lamps<br />
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And my foreman tells me to work harder <br />
And I do because of my pay<br />
I'd rather not work for the Governor<br />
But that's not for me to say<br />
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I'm working all day for the Peaceman<br />
And he tries to fill me in his gap<br />
He's got many reasons to hold me<br />
But he's held back by the straps<br />
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You should see the way he rails<br />
Down those government lines<br />
See the venom that he spits out<br />
At those corporation liesPokstarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06212139682737021237noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4765325121097706283.post-81004117239692558282015-01-21T03:37:00.001-08:002015-01-21T03:49:53.570-08:00We Shall Break Free (1986}<br />
First for a mother left weeping by the sea<br />
Second for the conscript yearning to be free<br />
Third for a girl whose sadness does not end<br />
Fourth for a boy they to war do send<br />
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AND WE TRIED TO CLIMB<br />
BUT WE WERE PUSHED DOWN<br />
AND WE TRIED TO BUILD<br />
BUT THE WAR TOO MANY KILLED<br />
AND WE CLIMB AGAIN<br />
THEY THROW US TO THE GROUND<br />
WE SHALL BREAK FREE<br />
FLY LIKE A BIRD<br />
FROM THESE CHAINS<br />
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Many live with little to eat<br />
Some folk dine on a rich man's meat<br />
Poor men fight to defend the city walls<br />
Soldiers kill them when those walls a~fall<br />
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Poacher has to live on illegal kills<br />
Has to snatch what from the silver platter falls<br />
Gamekeeper he shoot that man with gun<br />
Think of his wife and children they'll die each one<br />
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Ladies play croquet embroider tapestry fine<br />
Old Lords play chess and drink vintage wine<br />
Lean man sits in squalor in a small hut all alone<br />
Cold is so bad he feels it to the bone<br />
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Clerk sits with ledger to note down all the taxes<br />
Increase the rates and it never relaxes<br />
Screw you down if you can't pay up<br />
If you can pay it's never enough<br />
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And they'll send you to Iraq they'll send you to Chad<br />
To fight overseas you know you've been had<br />
Defending our pile of sin, greed and dirt<br />
War and destruction, what is it worth<br />
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<br />Pokstarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06212139682737021237noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4765325121097706283.post-29279506507260902492015-01-20T11:29:00.001-08:002015-01-21T02:47:22.939-08:00Spanner in the Works (1986} A Seditious Luddite's Ballade<br />
Big wheels keep on turning round and round<br />
Grind my soul into the ground<br />
Cog move machine, screw us up badly<br />
Hell~bent for doom round here sadly <br />
We've got to stop this pollution<br />
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You know it's a cert' <br />
With a spanner in the works<br />
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The men with the money set the wheels a turning<br />
And give the workers the money they're earning<br />
And what do we think is the price that we pay<br />
Destroy the Earth, we're doing it today<br />
It's not a good situation<br />
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You know it's a cert' <br />
With a spanner in the works<br />
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Chimneys reach up to the clouds<br />
Belching out fumes the sky it shrouds<br />
Wrap us up in vile useless confusions<br />
Make us ill stops our evolution<br />
To stop this intrusion<br />
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You know it's a cert' <br />
With a spanner in the works<br />
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All night and day the factories are ringing<br />
Weapons of war are what they are bringing<br />
Destroy our Earth without a care<br />
Where will we live, all in thin air<br />
This is not what we need<br />
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You know it's a dead cert' <br />
With a spanner in the works<br />
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To the men with the offices tall<br />
There are those who'd break your walls<br />
Your senseless kind of exploitation<br />
Gives them no cause for hesitation<br />
You know it's gonna come<br />
WIth a spanner in the works<br />
You know it's a cert' <br />
With a spanner in the works<br />
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<br />Pokstarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06212139682737021237noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4765325121097706283.post-32188433043345409332015-01-20T01:57:00.004-08:002015-01-20T02:01:22.019-08:00 Pack up your Troubles (1986}<br />
<span data-ft="{"tn":"K"}" data-reactid=".9p.1:3:1:$comment10204792917255451_10204793342186074:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1:$comment-body"><span class="UFICommentBody" data-reactid=".9p.1:3:1:$comment10204792917255451_10204793342186074:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1:$comment-body.0"><span data-reactid=".9p.1:3:1:$comment10204792917255451_10204793342186074:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1:$comment-body.0.$end:0:$0:0">P</span></span></span>ack up your troubles<br />
In a big brown bag<br />
Take them away for a day<br />
Forget about the time<br />
And just enjoy yourself<br />
Take your friends along the way<br />
If you're ever complicated<br />
By all the rules so indicated<br />
Just throw them away<br />
The point is to be yourself, see yourself<br />
Not to worry 'bout it all<br />
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When you're walking down the road<br />
Go the way your senses show<br />
Follow after your nose<br />
Look around and you'll see<br />
All of this fair country<br />
See how it changes<br />
Taking time to talk to your friends<br />
See what they think<br />
If they like the way they're going<br />
And the things that it is showing<br />
If they think that it stinks<br />
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<span data-ft="{"tn":"K"}" data-reactid=".9p.1:3:1:$comment10204792917255451_10204793342186074:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1:$comment-body"><span class="UFICommentBody" data-reactid=".9p.1:3:1:$comment10204792917255451_10204793342186074:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1:$comment-body.0"><span data-reactid=".9p.1:3:1:$comment10204792917255451_10204793342186074:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1:$comment-body.0.$end:0:$0:0">P</span></span></span>eace of mind comes to one in strange places<br />
Let it come, oh let it come<br />
Spread it around, it's that kind of stuff<br />
Let it flow, oh let it flow<br />
Take a chance and let yourself relax<br />
Let it groove, let your body relax<br />
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And so you're motivated<br />
And you're moving once again<br />
Ever onwards down the road<br />
And of course that same old road<br />
Is the life you have known<br />
So take it easy, take it easy<br />
Now you know there is no difference<br />
It is all as it is<br />
You're older now than you were<br />
Now you're wiser too<br />
That's something you can chew<br />
Or spit it out if you want to<br />
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<br />Pokstarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06212139682737021237noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4765325121097706283.post-77760179666808675312015-01-19T05:47:00.002-08:002015-01-19T05:47:46.394-08:00Ooh Babe (1986}<br />
Ooh baby what can we do<br />
We got money to burn<br />
But we're not getting through<br />
Oh no<br />
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I've sat in my room and I've thought about you<br />
Spent years like this<br />
But I haven't got through<br />
Ooh<br />
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I'd work till my head dropped to the floor<br />
Swear I was dying and find some more<br />
Things to do<br />
Ooh babe<br />
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Ooh babe the sun's gone blue<br />
Haven't you noticed<br />
Or is it just my eyes<br />
Telling lies<br />
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All over the world there are eyes like yours<br />
Eyes like mine<br />
Don't it make you aware<br />
Where babe<br />
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This funny money that's bandied about<br />
Diamond, sapphire, throw it all out<br />
Ouch babe<br />
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Lucky baby pull your blue jeans on<br />
Move onto the high road<br />
And run, run, run away<br />
Hey<br />
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<br />Pokstarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06212139682737021237noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4765325121097706283.post-21373304520759389352015-01-19T05:29:00.000-08:002015-01-19T05:37:16.647-08:00All or Nothing (1986}<br />
Precious angel<br />
Starlight in your eyes<br />
Why are we so far apart<br />
For most of our lives<br />
I want to ask you a question<br />
Don't want to hear no lies<br />
And it's all or nothing<br />
This time <br />
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There's a bird and she's flying<br />
On the wings of the sky<br />
And why can't we go too<br />
Why are you asking why<br />
Catch hold of a reason<br />
Clean out of the air<br />
And it's all or nothing<br />
If we dare<br />
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A diamond revolving<br />
Is what our lives really are<br />
Fear need not live here<br />
We've not gone too far<br />
Let love be your answer<br />
Let the skies break their rain<br />
And it's all or nothing<br />
For us, again<br />
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<br />Pokstarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06212139682737021237noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4765325121097706283.post-56546043113157466952015-01-19T03:51:00.002-08:002015-01-19T03:52:57.365-08:00I don't want to (1986}<br />
When I was an itty bitty boy<br />
Didn't know a girl<br />
From one of my toys<br />
Now I'm older<br />
I've got more brains<br />
I know women are hurricanes <br />
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THE HARDER THEY COME<br />
THE HARDER THEY FALL<br />
AND I AIN'T GOT NOTHING<br />
NOTHING AT ALL<br />
BUT WORSE THAN THAT<br />
WOULD BE MARRYING YOU<br />
HEY GIRL<br />
I JUST DON'T WANT TO<br />
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Now there have been good times<br />
There have been bad<br />
Times we smiled<br />
Times we were sad<br />
With the cards all down<br />
For us to see<br />
That's the way<br />
This came to be<br />
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I've had trouble, trouble, trouble<br />
Since the moment go<br />
Times when sorrow<br />
Was like falling snow<br />
Times when life<br />
Ceased up inside<br />
Oh the things we do<br />
The things we hide<br />
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Old Rachel says<br />
And she's a grandmother<br />
'You can't have one<br />
If you ain't got the other<br />
You gotta listen<br />
If you want to hear<br />
If you got a head<br />
Use your eyes and your ears'<br />
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<br />Pokstarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06212139682737021237noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4765325121097706283.post-5522122452033159582015-01-19T03:34:00.001-08:002015-01-19T03:39:35.825-08:00I'd like to spend some time together (1986}<br />
I'd like to spend some time together<br />
I'd like to spend some time with you<br />
I'd like to spend some time together<br />
Some time with you <br />
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Oh yes you're the fabulous toothpick girl<br />
And then I wasn't a man<br />
I'd like you to pick clean my bones<br />
And love me if you can <br />
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And if you fancy me a bit<br />
Well that would be so fine <br />
I don't want to get in your way<br />
Or step over no line<br />
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Or if you don't want to see me<br />
I guess that's how it is <br />
What is best will be they say<br />
Not knowing confuses<br />
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Oh I am the ugly sister's son<br />
And my head doesn't match my feet <br />
I need to know 'cos you see<br />
You make me feel complete<br />
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Now I am dying to explain this<br />
Why I have to act this way<br />
It is the way the world has made me<br />
And I'm so dreadfully afraid<br />
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<br />Pokstarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06212139682737021237noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4765325121097706283.post-21695154937599808112015-01-17T04:53:00.001-08:002015-01-19T03:35:38.258-08:00On (1993}<br />
Walk a line that runs<br />
Through the gargoyle's eye<br />
Through stone and tree<br />
And into me<br />
Then out again<br />
And round about<br />
Fill our cup<br />
With wonder stuff<br />
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On<br />
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Come from heart<br />
Of our spinning globe<br />
Making vibes that live inside<br />
Which grow and grow<br />
If you'll join the glow<br />
Of music's ring<br />
Your voice will sing<br />
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On <br />
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Unseen bonds<br />
Have begun<br />
To work a way<br />
To better days<br />
These chords you hear<br />
Should make it clear<br />
If you believe in media fear<br />
Then your mind will rot<br />
Though you call it life<br />
You've sold yourself<br />
To prison years<br />
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Ha!<br />
Ha! <br />
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Authorities that will not see<br />
Another way to live<br />
To be<br />
Will try to snuff<br />
Out your flame<br />
Try to pass their guilty blame<br />
But we see the thorn<br />
In Achille's heel<br />
Cause these mighty Titans reel<br />
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On<br />
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(Repeat first verse}<br />
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La la la la la,,, <br />
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So if you see us come along<br />
Wearing bright clothes singing songs<br />
Open yourselves<br />
Yes free your minds<br />
Make the world have a better time<br />
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Like a mean old alligator in the bay<br />
I've got everything you could want or need<br />
I've got you girl in the pocket of my jeans<br />
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It's the Springtime and I'm full of love<br />
I've got wings I must look like a dove<br />
I've got claws where my feet used to be<br />
If you're going to get me come over and be my dream<br />
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You're a fright girl but you got style<br />
You're all right girl you make me smile<br />
I bet you could string me up well and good<br />
Here's luck to you if you think you should<br />
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That's an old trick I've heard it said<br />
You've got Johnny B Goode inside your head<br />
You don't go for me but for some other guy<br />
I'm just sat here, waiting for the turn of tide<br />
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ROLL OVER LAY DOWN<br />
ROLL OVER LAY DOWN<br />
FIND A PLACE ON THE GROUND<br />
WHERE WE CAN ROLL OVER AND LAY DOWN<br />
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<br />Diggers oh Diggers you done a mighty weird thing<br />Just walking into a restuarant at all you done a mighty weird thing<br /><br />You fill your plate with fungus tell the waiter that he's a has been<br />You wash your face liberally in any old sooting dust it seems<br />No wonder the man snubs you and calls you unclean<br /><br />Diggers oh Diggers you done a mighty odd thing<br />In getting dressed at all you done a mighty odd thing<br /><br />You got your trousers where your shirt should be<br />We all wish you'd take yourself out of the washing machine<br />Your face might be sooty black but your soul comes up with a gleam<br /><br />Diggers oh Diggers you live a mighty peculiar way<br />In learning to swim at all you done it a mighty peculiar way<br /><br />You dived into the ocean disappeared for a year and a day at least<br />You went to a place called Malimaga and met the Julibob beast<br />You tamed it, or it tamed you, then you sat down for a feast<br /><br />Diggers oh Diggers you done a mighty curious thing<br />In waking up at all you done a mighty curious thing <br /><br />You played pinball on the moon and thought it great<br />Then faintly heard your Mother calling 'It's time for school dear, don't be late'Pokstarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06212139682737021237noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4765325121097706283.post-32459389082358238362014-12-18T03:30:00.000-08:002014-12-18T03:30:22.220-08:00Working for the Government<br />I've been working all day for the government<br />Working to earn my pay<br />If I don't work for the government<br />I won't get to eat today<br /><br />If I don't work for the government<br />I'm told it's against the grain<br />Against the crowd is against fellow man<br />And I don't know if I can, don't know if I can<br /><br />But I've got to work for the government<br />All my life I've done that thing<br />I've got pride in the work I do<br />If I left I don't know what that would bring<br /><br />I've got to work for the government<br />It keeps me sane at night<br />Gives me reason out of chaos<br />Lets me feel straight and right<br /><br />I've been working all day for the management<br />And my boss had a word with me<br />Seems my section is overstaffed<br />Redundancy may be coming my way<br /><br />Sitting at home watching the fire get low<br />I'm wondering about my life<br />Wondering about my wife and children<br />I wonder all through the night<br /><br />I'm working all day down the mineshaft<br />My world is black dust and cramp<br />When I get out I'll go to sleep<br />Out of this place of lamps<br /><br />And my foreman tells me to work harder <br />And I do because of my pay<br />I'd rather not work for the government <br />But that's not for me to say<br /><br />I'm working all day for the peaceman<br />And he tries to fill me in his gap<br />He's got many reasons to hold me<br />But he's held back by the straps<br /><br />You should see the way he spills out<br />Down those government lines<br />See the venom that he spits out<br />At those corporation lies<br />Pokstarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06212139682737021237noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4765325121097706283.post-59903558426489261492014-12-18T00:20:00.004-08:002014-12-18T00:20:34.792-08:00Universal CavalcadeMisty mornings wandering and you are on your own<br />Yet there are many spirits about you<br />Walking through the silent way<br />You can see their shrouded forms<br />The trees sway in the light of false dawn<br /><br />Hush now my sleeping friend would you stir the hordes<br />For they are gathered now around me<br />Harking crashing omens firing in the mind<br />My body is propelled <br />Out of space and Time<br /><br />ONE BY ONE WE TURN TO FADE<br />UNIVERSAL CAVALCADE<br /><br />Pokstarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06212139682737021237noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4765325121097706283.post-81112754173805475922014-12-15T05:55:00.000-08:002014-12-15T05:55:54.152-08:00Far AheadWell it come to me to think of Autumn<br />
It comes to me bear Spring in mind<br />
I don't know where I'm going<br />
But out of luck and out of time<br />
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Out of luck and out of time<br />
The bells ring but there's no chime<br />
Was it something that I said<br />
It's hard with a planet for a head<br />
Far ahead<br />
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We've been riding on the ocean<br />
We've been trapped inside Time<br />
You're a little bit suspicious<br />
You think we'll get out alive<br />
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You think we'll get out alive<br />
Give us a break cut the jive<br />
You'd better get it in your head<br />
You'd better swim or sink like lead<br />
Far ahead<br />
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If you've ever travelled inwards<br />
To that glowing point of light<br />
You know it's rather different there<br />
It's a place give it it's rights<br />
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You self govern by your own lights<br />
But if you don't go there don't judge<br />
Do not judge where you never tread<br />
'Cos you fill me full of dread<br />
Far ahead<br />
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Now comes the time of Winter<br />
And Summer's way behind<br />I've done alot of thinking<br />
Since that flowery time<br />
I've done with races in the mind<br />
You'd better get it this time<br />
Trace the glow line of the days <br />
It's globe~like though we're poorly fed<br />
Far ahead<br />
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And when nothing is left to see<br />
When the fame and glory crack with rust<br />
Will you see eye to eye with me<br />
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Listen to the music around you<br />
Listen now it's free<br />
Becoming is not so easy<br />
But I am you are me<br />
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Indigo and red the mood in me<br />
Flashing and poeming words<br />
You are dancing through existance<br />
A voice flies by as verse<br />
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Make your way back in again<br />
Make it back to be<br />
Becoming is not so easy<br />
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Whether you live or whether you die<br />
In these matters our senses fry<br />
Whether you're near or whether far<br />
In these things you can only try<br />
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Mages and menhirs around you spin<br />
Ancient fire that listens in<br />
The man the mask the arrowed eye<br />
In these things we can only try<br />
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A fool is like the loaded dice<br />
Not he can change his destiny<br />
Folded wings open the door<br />
Watch out for the fatal flaw<br />
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He left behind the folded bed<br />
Looked back to where her body lay<br />
Started to recall the wing<br />
Hoovering the only thing<br />
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Fastly fitting planet sphere<br />
Posters on your wall disappear<br />
Your head spins out, the paper flies<br />
Enter in the Anti~Eye<br />
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Papers flying everywhere<br />
Swirling patterns in the air<br />
Quite soon his mind got left behind<br />
But clement elements were kind<br />
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TRY TRY TRY SO SAYS THE ANTI~EYE<br />
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'Cos pickin' and choosing's what we do all day<br />
And when the choice is made at last<br />
Turn it round it won't hold fast<br />
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PICKIN' AND CHOOSIN'<br />
IT'S ALL IN THE GAME<br />
THROW THE DICE<br />
AND IT'S ROUND AND ROUND<br />
AND ROUND AND ROUND AGAIN<br />
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Cat a walking on a painted fence<br />
She don't look down she got to much sense<br />
But what she gets is what she can't see<br />
Bucket of water such a wet moggy<br />
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If the music's in your head<br />
You can listen or go to bed<br />
If you lie down you might not sleep<br />
So a vigil you will keep<br />
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Gypsy gives me of a charm<br />
Says it'll keep me out of harm<br />
But what's this she says to me<br />
She wants some silver in her palm<br />
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A windy day and the sky so black<br />
You were going out but you came on back<br />
Indecision running in your brain<br />
Is it or ain't it going to rain<br />
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Make your mind up is what it's about<br />
Is there worry is there any doubt<br />
Is the cat any better than you<br />
Take some care in what you choose<br />
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Leather in your shoes<br />
Hat up on your head man<br />
But you still got those blues<br />
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Bird in the sky<br />
He soars so high<br />
All you can think of<br />
Is pigeon pie<br />
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TANGLED UP AND RUNNING BLUES<br />
YOU WON'T CATCH US WITH THEM<br />
WE'D BETTER CATCH UP BEHIND YOU<br />
'COS YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU'RE MISSING<br />
BABY BLUE<br />
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Something I did<br />
Or something I said <br />
Set you on fire<br />
Made you see red<br />
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Caves of ice<br />
Caves of blue<br />
Nothing will stop<br />
You getting on through<br />
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Menacing men<br />
Don't bother you<br />
You bottled it up<br />
Into something new <br />
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Charms have you<br />
To hold a man<br />
It's nothing more<br />
Than a wicked plan<br />
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Rogue spirit was I<br />
Hid out in the yard when my soul ghost would beat me<br />
Lost in sheets of time<br />
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But it's A ~ OK<br />
It's A ~ OK<br />
It's OK to laugh <br />
But it's really a bummer to cry<br />
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Step out of the shadows step out of the mire<br />
You are a timeless star child walk on wild<br />
There is heaven in your hair and rivers between your fingers<br />
Celebrate your mysterious self in style<br />
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Take this crown of thorns they say<br />
Take this cross of iron<br />
Stick yourself into the ground<br />
Cover your face in frowns<br />
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A warning to those who talk to us<br />
And call us wasters delinquents<br />
Might you use the same language<br />
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When we were young<br />
We were one <br />
We had so much joy <br />
When we were girls and boys<br />
We ran through the meadows of time<br />
We knew ourselves, we beheld no crime<br />
When we were one<br />
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There was a moment <br />
When we began<br />
There was a time<br />
When we like rivers ran<br />
There was no confusion or mistrust<br />
There was harmony because we must<br />
Have been in it together<br />
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We are of the open sky<br />
We can fly through the air<br />
We are of the swelling sea<br />
The tide laps through our hair<br />
We are still one<br />
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You are old and young<br />
You have just begun<br />
The seed planted in your bed<br />
Is growing through your head<br />
What would you have instead<br />
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There is a golden road<br />
There is a golden road<br />
Don't take no money<br />
You won't need it at all<br />
There is no toll<br />
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And we were waiting all the while<br />
For the bud to come of age<br />
For us to reach the next stage<br />
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It's you and me or meaning more <br />
Our words stretch out across the floor<br />
And meaning less we had to guess<br />
What it was we were put here for<br />
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I don't know, it's just sometimes<br />
My thoughts go up in the air<br />
And there's a feeling <br />
Of something more that was there<br />
Something so simple <br />
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A quick pause a wordless clause<br />
A tooth pick girl, pain with no cause<br />
No need to say no words anymore<br />
Simple things for simple minds<br />
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You hold me I respond with glee<br />
Our farmhouse home that we don't see<br />
Lots of people running round<br />
Lots of make up lots of clowns<br />
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You reminded me just then<br />
Of a picture I once saw<br />
Was either in a gallery<br />
Or I picked it off the floor<br />
Ain't that funny<br />
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Just to think that time last week<br />
You stood on a hill I could not hear you speak<br />
You talked louder and had to shout<br />
Said the Moon. 'What's all this noise about'<br />
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You came in with a shining ring<br />
I ran out, felt the need to sing<br />
You've come up, I've gone down<br />
I guess if you look, you'll look again<br />
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When I was only laughing <br />
You were way ahead<br />
When they wound up with scorn<br />
We had something else instead<br />
Something too simple<br />
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Give and take plus and minus<br />
These are things we believe in<br />
If you awake there's no time for hate<br />
But please be back for evening<br />
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Last time round without a sound<br />
Sweep your feet up off the ground<br />
Hold your hands up in the air<br />
A Golden Temple is to be seen there<br />
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We talk and talk from dawn till dusk turns to night<br />
We guess about the time and then turn out the light<br />
We're just simple you see<br />
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Charlotte's gone<br />
Charlotte's gone<br />
Gone, gone <br />
Way down the river <br />
To the sea<br />
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Skyfallin'<br />
Skyfallin'<br />
Baby n' all<br />
Way down the river <br />
To the sea<br />
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Zaania's gone<br />
Zaania's gone<br />
Gone, gone<br />
Way down the river <br />
To the sea<br />
<br />
Skyfallin'<br />
Skyfallin'<br />
Baby n'all<br />
Way down the river<br />
To the sea<br />
<br />
Mother's gone<br />
Baby's gone <br />
Gone, gone<br />
Way down the river <br />
To the sea<br />
<br />
Skyfallin'<br />
Skyfallin'<br />
Way down the river<br />
To the sea <br />
<br />
Eight thirty evening time <br />
New born baby in her arms<br />
Gone, gone<br />
Way down the river<br />
To the sea<br />
<br />
Into the cold December night<br />
She slipped past the alarms<br />
Gone, gone<br />
Way down the river <br />
To the sea<br />
<br />
Services came out in force<br />
But when they searched they found the worst<br />
Gone, gone<br />
Way down the river <br />
To the sea<br />
<br />
I called the detective<br />
Won't you put me at my ease<br />
Gone, gone<br />
Way down the river <br />
To the sea<br />
<br />
Saw it on the front page<br />
I knelt down on my knees <br />
Gone, gone <br />
Way down the river <br />
To the sea<br />
<br />
As soon as I began pray<br />
I saw her smiling back at me<br />
But she's gone, gone<br />
Way down the river <br />
To the sea<br />
<br />
De big wheel run by faith<br />
Little wheel run by the grace of God<br />
Gone, gone<br />
Way down the river <br />
To the sea<br />
<br />
Ezekiel says<br />
'It were a wheel in the middle of a wheel'<br />
Gone, gone<br />
Way down the river<br />
To the sea<br />
<br />
I dreampt I saw Charlotte <br />
On the Midnight Special<br />
With Jesus and baby Zane<br />
She's gone, gone<br />
Never comin' back this way again<br />
<br />
They'd taken no dough with 'em<br />
To pay no bullguard's fare<br />
Gone, gone<br />
Way down the river<br />
To the sea<br />
<br />
So Jesus let 'em jump freight<br />
Atop de carriage in de open air<br />
Gone, gone<br />
Way down the river<br />
To the sea<br />
<br />
Jesus Train<br />
Holy Roller <br />
Midnight Special<br />
Halleluliah!<br />
Hear the Word of the Lord!<br />
<br />
Oh Lord<br />
Pick up a bum<br />
Get on the train<br />
Jump freight with Jesus<br />
Halleluliah!<br />
<br />
Oh Lord<br />
Pick up a bum<br />
He ain't got nothin'<br />
Give him a ride <br />
Walk with Jesus by your side<br />
Halleluliah, I'm a bum<br />
<br />
Let the Midnight Special<br />
Shine it's light on me <br />
Let the Midnight Special<br />
Shine it's ever lovin' light on me<br />
<br />
Light flickers though the window bars<br />
I hear the midnight train<br />
One time I saw my baby<br />
Steppin' through the rain<br />
Underneath her umberella<br />
She held the letter to set me free<br />
It was hallucination<br />
Brain playin' tricks on me<br />
And I never saw her one more<br />
Save that one midnight<br />
But everytime I see the flickerin'<br />
I feel it's glorious light<br />
<br />
Let the Midnight Special<br />
Shine it's light on me<br />
Let the Midnight Special <br />
Shine it's ever lovin' light on me<br />
<br />
If you ever get to Heuston<br />
Say hello from me<br />
I don't get too far a roamin'<br />
In penetentiary<br />
Grit bread and water<br />
Is the best I get for feeds<br />
But when I hear the Special<br />
It shines it's light on me<br />
<br />
Let the Midnight Special <br />
Shine it's light on me<br />
Let the Midnight Special<br />
Shine it's ever lovin' light on me <br />
<br />
Stormy weather, stormy weather<br />
Stormy weather, stormy weather<br />
I saw Charlotte on the Midnight Train<br />
<br />
Stormy weather, stormy weather<br />
Stormy weather, stormy weather<br />
Jesus at the engine goin' through the rain<br />
<br />
Stormy weather, stormy weather<br />
Stormy weather, stormy weather<br />
Stokin' coal for Jesus on the Midnight Train<br />
<br />
Stormy weather, Midnight Special <br />
Stormy weather, Midnight Special<br />
Charlotte and Jesus on the Midnight Train<br />
<br />
Stormy weather, Midnight Special<br />
Stormy weather, Midnight Special<br />
Jesus, Charlotte and Zaania on the Midnight Train<br />
<br />
Hear the Word of the Lord!<br />
Hear the Word of the Lord!<br />
Hear the Word of the Lord!<br />
<br />
Lord, Lord<br />
I might be a hobo<br />
Lord, Lord<br />
I might be a bum<br />
But I'm a walkin' with Jesus<br />
Hallelulliah, I'm a bum<br />
<br />
Lord, Lord<br />
I might be a hobo<br />
Lord, Lord<br />
I might be a bum<br />
I ain't better than anyone<br />
Hallelulliah, I'm a bum<br />
<br />
Jesus Train<br />
Holy Roller<br />
Midnight Special<br />
Get on the Train<br />
Hallellulliah!<br />
Way up the middle of the sky<br />
Hear the Word of the Lord!<br />
Hear the Word of the Lord!<br />
<br />
I dreampt I saw Jesus<br />
Ridin' on the Midnight Special<br />
With Charlotte and baby Zane<br />
No money for a ticket<br />
But he let 'em on just the same<br />
<br />
I dreampt I saw Jesus<br />
Ridin' high on the Midnight Special<br />
With Charlotte and baby Zane<br />
'Dey ridin' home with Jesus <br />
On the Midnight Train<br />
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