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BABY WHERE YOU BEEN SO LONG
Written by Kevin Bingo Richey ©1998 HOOP SNAKE BMI
BABY WHERE YOU BEEN SO LONG
I BEEN TRYING TO TELL YOU SOMETHING, BUT I GOT THE TENSES WRONG
I LOOK OUT OF MY WINDOW AND I KNOW THAT YOU'RE STILL GONE
SO BABY WHERE YOU BEEN SO LONG
BABY TURN YOUR LAMP DOWN LOW
I BEEN ALL AROUND THIS GREAT BIG WORLD AND I GOT NOTHING TO SHOW
I FEEL ALRIGHT TO SIT HERE AND JUST WATCH THE RIVER FLOW
SO BABY TURN YOUR LAMP DOWN LOW
BABY WON'T YOU COME BACK AGAIN
EVEN THOUGH WE BOTH AGREE THAT IT JUST MIGHT BE A SIN
I FEEL ALRIGHT TO LOVE YOU IF YOU'LL ONLY LET ME IN
SO BABY WON'T YOU COME BACK AGAIN
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Tornadoes
03:59
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TORNADOES
Written by Kevin Bingo Richey ©1998 HOOP SNAKE BMI
WHEN THE WIND STOPS BLOWING
AND THE AIR TURNS GREEN
THAT'S THE TIME THAT I GO INSIDE
AND I TURN ON MY MACHINE
WON'T YOU PLEASE COME IN AND MAKE MY WORLD
JUST A LITTLE BIT SMALLER
WHEN THE MOON IS RISING
AND THE DOGS ARE ELECTRIFIED
AND I'M SHAKING IN MY PILLOW
AND THERE'S NOWHERE SAFE TO HIDE
WON'T YOU PLEASE COME IN AND MAKE MY WORLD
JUST A LITTLE BIT SMALLER
WELL THERE'S A BLANKET OVER THE SKY
AND THERE'S A BLANKET OVER MY HEAD
AND I'M FEELING LIKE I WANT TO GET HIGH
OR MAYBE EVEN ALREADY DID
WON'T YOU PLEASE COME IN AND MAKE MY WORLD
JUST A LITTLE BIT SMALLER
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Keening
03:57
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NO LYRICS
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Yonder Hill
03:37
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YONDER HILL
Written by Kevin Bingo Richey ©1998 HOOP SNAKE BMI
EVERY TIME I SEE THE SUNRISE UP ON YONDER HILL
I FEEL MY SPIRIT CLIMB
BECAUSE I KNOW I'M ALIVE
EVERY TIME I SEE THOSE BIRDS FLY UP ON YONDER HILL
I FEEL MY SPIRIT CRY
BECAUSE I KNOW I'M ALIVE
WAY UP ON YONDER HILL
WAY UP ON YONDER HILL
I USED TO THINK I'D BE RUNNING WITH THEM LEGENDARY DOGS
BUT IN MY SOUL I KNOW SOMETHING WENT WRONG
FOR I AM JUST A STONE AND I AM WARMED UP BY THE SUN
AND WHEN THE NIGHT COMES I GROW SO COLD
WAY UP ON YONDER HILL
WAY UP ON YONDER HILL
WAY UP ON YONDER HILL
WAY UP ON YONDER HILL
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Walking Boss
04:47
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WALKING BOSS
Trad. Arr. by Kevin Bingo Richey ©1998 HOOP SNAKE BMI
WALKING BOSS
WALKING BOSS
WALKING BOSS
WELL I DON'T BELONG TO YOU
I BELONG
I BELONG
I BELONG
TO THAT STEEL DRIVING CREW
I WORK ONE DAY
JUST A DAY
JUST A DAY
THEN GO LAY IN THE SHANTY TWO
WALKING BOSS
WALKING BOSS
WALKING BOSS
WELL I DON'T BELONG TO YOU
GET THE MESSAGE NOW.
ASKED THAT BOSS
FOR A JOB
GOTTA GET A JOB
HE SAID SON WHAT CAN YOU DO
I CAN LINE A TRACK
I CAN HAUL A JACK
YEAH I CAN HAUL A TRACK
I CAN PICK AND SHOVEL TOO
WALKING BOSS
WALKING BOSS
WALKING BOSS
WELL I DON'T BELONG TO YOU
GET THE MESSAGE NOW.
I BELONG
I BELONG
I BELONG
TO THAT STEEL DRIVING CREW
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Tea Song
04:28
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TEA SONG
Written by Michael Hurley, Arranged by Peter Stampfel. Adapted by Kevin Bingo Richey ©1998 HOOP SNAKE BMI
I'LL PUT ON THE TEAPOT
MAKE SOME TEA FOR ME AND YOU
I LIKE SIX CUPS
NOT JUST ONE OR TWO
THE TEARS OF THE BUDDHA
ARE CONCENTRATED IN MY TEA
HE WAS ONCE HUMAN
JUST AS YOU OR ME
HE WAS HUMAN
JUST LIKE YOU OR ME
POOR LONELY BUDDHA
HE WAS TURNED TO STONE
AND THAT'S PRECISELY
WHY I TAKE MY TEA ALONE
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Carolina
06:08
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CAROLINA
Written by Kevin Bingo Richey ©1998 HOOP SNAKE BMI
THE AIR SMELLS SWEET IN CAROLINA
DOWN WHERE THE RUSHES GROW
THE AIR IS CLOSE AND IT SURROUNDS ME
THE AIR IS HEAVIER THAN STONE
IT MAKES ME FEEL LIKE I'VE FOUND MY WAY HOME
WHEN THE MOON TIDES BRING THE WATER
OVER THE TOP EDGE OF THE WALL
THE STARS ARE CLOSER THAN THEY'VE EVER BEEN BEFORE
AND THEY'RE SURELY SET TO FALL
IT MAKES ME FEEL SO DAMN SMALL
TAKE ME BACK
TAKE ME BACK
TO THE PLACE I LONG TO BE
TAKE ME BACK
TAKE ME BACK
TO MY SWEET SUNNY SOUTH BY THE SEA
CAROLINA
CAROLINA
CAROLINA
HOME SWEET HOME
LET THE CARS AND TRUCKS ROLL BY ME
OUT ON HIGHWAY 61
I'M OUT SO I CAN THINK AND DRIVE
ABOUT THE THINGS WE'VE SAID AND DONE
IT LET'S ME KNOW I'VE BEEN BURNT BY THE SUN
TAKE ME BACK
TAKE ME BACK
TO THE PLACE I LONG TO BE
TAKE ME BACK
TAKE ME BACK
TO MY SWEET SUNNY SOUTH BY THE SEA
CAROLINA
CAROLINA
CAROLINA
HOME SWEET HOME
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Same Old Man
04:34
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SAME OLD MAN
Trad. Arr. by Kevin Bingo Richey ©1998 HOOP SNAKE BMI
IT'S THE SAME OLD MAN SITTING AT THE MILL
THE MILL TURN AROUND OF ITS OWN FREE WILL
ONE HAND IN THE HOPPER AND THE OTHER IN THE SACK
LADIES STEP FORWARD AND THE GENTS FLY BACK
THERE'S ONE OLD LADY HANGING OUT HER WASH
NOW SHE'S WEARING A MACKINTOSH
HANGING OUT HER WASH IN THE MIDDLE OF THE RAIN
AND I THOUGHT NEW YORK WAS GOING INSANE
MY MIND IS FAILING, MY BODY GROWS WEAK
MY LIPS DON'T FORM THE WORDS AS I SPEAK
I'M FLOATING AWAY ON A BARREL FULL OF PAIN
YOU'LL HEAR MY SAD CRY BUT NEVER SEE ME AGAIN
YOU'LL SEE THE SAME OLD MAN SITTING AT THE MILL
THE MILL TURN AROUND OF ITS OWN FREE WILL
GEE I'M MOST CERTAINLY GLAD TO BE HOME
NEW YORK CITY WILL CONTINUE ON ALONE
WITHOUT ME TOO
HEY LITTLE LEAF LAYING ON THE GROUND
NOW YOU'RE TURNING SLIGHTLY BROWN
WHY DONT YOU HOP BACK UP ON YOUR TREE
TURN THE COLOR GREEN THE WAY YOU OUGHT TO BE
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Sham Ba Q'Allah
04:34
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SHAM BA Q'ALLAH
Written by Kevin Bingo Richey ©1998 HOOP SNAKE BMI
I CAN BRING GOOD THINGS TO THE LIVING
IF I JUST SING THEM IN THIS SONG
AND THEN THE WORLD WILL VIBRATE SWEETLY
AND THEN THE WORLD WILL SING ALONG
IT SHINES
IT SHINES
IT SHINES
IT SHINES
WHEN I WAS YOUNG I HAD A VISION
BROUGHT THE FIRE INTO THE LIGHT
WHEN I AWOKE I CRIED FOR MERCY
MERCY CAME TO ME ON THAT NIGHT
IT SHINES
IT SHINES
IT SHINES
IT SHINES
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Halla'q Ab Mahs
04:43
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HALLA'Q AB MASH
Written by Kevin Bingo Richey ©1998 HOOP SNAKE BMI
SENIHS TI
SENIHS TI
SENIHS TI
THGIN TAHT NO EM OT EMAC YCREM
YCREM ROF DEIRC I EKOWA I NEHW
THGIL EHT OTNI ERIF EHT THGUORB
NOISIV A DAH I GNOUY SAW I NEHW
SENIHS TI
SENIHS TI
SENIHS TI
GNOLA GNIS LLIW DLROW NEHT DNA
YLTEEWS ETARBIV LLIW DLROW EHT NEHT DNA
GNOS SIHT NI MEHT GNIS TSUJ I FI
GNIVIL EHT OT SGNIHT DOOG GNIRB NAC I
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Zenith Raga
12:03
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NO LYRICS
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Cuckoo
01:29
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CUCKOO
Trad. Arr. by Kevin Bingo Richey ©1998 HOOP SNAKE BMI
THE CUCKOO SHE'S A PRETTY BIRD
SHE SINGS AS SHE FLIES
SHE BRINGS YOU GREAT TIDINGS
SHE TELLETH NO LIES
SHE SLUICE AT SWEET FLOWERS
TO MAKE HER VOICE CLEAR
AND NEVER SAYS CUCKOO
TIL THE SPRINGTIME OF THE YEAR
WHEN SHE SAYS CUCKOO
THE SUMMER DRAWS NIGH
I SAY MY TRUE LOVER
I SEE HER BY AND BY
SO COURTING IS PLEASURE
BUT PARTING IS GRIEF
A FALSE-HEARTED LOVER
IS WORSER THAN A THIEF
A THIEF WILL BUT ROB YOU
THEY TAKE WHAT YOU'D SAVE
BUT A FALSE-HEARTED LOVER
WILL TROUBLE YOU TO THE GRAVE
A GRAVE IT WILL ROT YOU
AND MOLD YOU TO DUST
NOT A GIRL IN A THOUSAND
A POOR BOY CAN TRUST
THEY TELL YOU A STORY
AND MAKE YOU BELIEVE
THEY WILL PLACE IN BONDAGE
AND CHAIN YOU TO GRIEF
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