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(Johnny Cash) |
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Hey Babe, do you remember, |
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Back in nineteen sixty-nine? |
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We gathered round the room. |
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You sang yours and I sang mine. |
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We took turns with the guitar, |
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In the front and center seat. |
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Shel and Kris and Dylan, |
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And a couple off the street. |
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Joni Mitchell cried on, "Both Sides Now." |
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We sang songs that made a difference. |
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And we can again somehow. |
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Everybody knew that this, |
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Was quite a special night. |
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(Willie Nelson) |
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Graham Nash was nervous, |
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In the hot seat, in the light. |
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(Kris Kristofferson) |
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Joe South was total magic, |
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And we all walked in his shoes. |
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(Waylon Jennings) |
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Orbison and Rabbitt cried, |
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And they rocked the country blues. |
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(Johnny Cash) |
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Mickey Newbury's, "San Francisco Mabel Joy." |
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We sang songs that made a difference. |
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June was pregnant with my boy. |
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(Waylon Jennings) |
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Oh, I could make a livin', |
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Drivin' nails or drivin' trucks. |
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Sleep beneath the bridge, |
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Or in the streets, down on my luck. |
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(Willie Nelson) |
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I'd stand the cold and hunger, |
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If they'd let me hear the songs. |
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Everybody write one, |
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That us bums can sing along. |
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(Kris Kristofferson) |
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Keep it from the heart and down to earth, |
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Sing the songs that make a difference. |
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Give us all our money's worth. |
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(Johnny Cash) |
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Hey, Keep it from the heart and down to earth. |
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Sing the songs that make a difference. |
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Give us all our money's worth. |
