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Traveling, swallowing Dramamine
Feeling spaced, breathing out Listerine
I'd said what I'd said that I'd tell you
And that you'd killed the better part of me
If you could just milk it for everything
I've said what I'd said and you know what I mean
But I still can't focus on anything
We kiss on the mouth but still cough down our sleeves
Traveling, swallowing Dramamine
Look at your face like you're killed in a dream
And you think you've figured out everything
I think I know my geometry pretty damn well
You say what you need so you'll get more
If you could just milk it for everything
I've said what I said and you know what I mean
But I can't still focus on anything

Oh, I've been ridin' them blind passengers, I thought you knowed.
I've been ridin' in fast wheelers, way down the road.
Blind passengers, flat wheelers, dead enders, kicking up cinders
An' I've been havin' some hard travelin', Lawd.

Ooh, I've been workin' that Pittsburgh steel, I thought you knowed.
I've been pourin' red hot slag way down the road.
I've been a-blastin' an' I've been firin' an' I've been pourin' the red hot iron
An' I've been havin' some hard travelin', Lawd.

Oh, I've been walkin' that Lincoln Highway, I thought you knowed.
I've been hitchin' on the '66, way down the road.
Heavy load, a worried man, I'm a-lookin' for a woman that's a-hard to find
I've been havin' some hard travelin', Lawd.

Oh, I've been hittin' some hard harvestin', I thought you knowed.
North Dakota to Kansas City way down the road.
Bunchin' that wheat an' stacking that hay, trying to make about a dollar a day
An' I've been havin' some hard travelin', Lawd.

Oh, I've been locked in a hard rock jail, I thought you knowed.
I've been layin' out ninety days, way down the road.
The mean old judge he says to me, "That's a-ninety days for vagrancy."
An' I've been hittin' some hard travelin', Lawd.

Oh, I've been havin' some hard travelin', I thought you knowed.
I've been hittin' some hard travelin', way down the road.
I've been hittin' some hard travelin', hard ramblin', hard gamblin'
An' I've been havin' some hard travelin', Lawd

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Polar pposites don't push aw ay
It's the same on the weekends as the rest of the days
And I know I should go but I'll probably stay
And that's all you can do about some things

I'm trying, I'm trying to dr ink away the part of the day
That I cannot sleep away
I'm trying, I'm t rying to dr ink away the part of the day
That I cannot sleep away

i live down by the railroad tracks.
one of these days i wanna hop on board a train rolling down the line.
i wont care where it takes me because as long as im moving fast
call it easy riding, call it hard traveling; i wont mind.
i wont mind at all where im going.
it can take me east or west i dont care.
by that time ill be glad to be most anywhere.
dont that sound quite alright by me.
i wont mind at all where im going.
I live down by the railroad tracks.
there's a police station just down the street from here.
i imagine one day there's gonna be a good ol' boy
trying to pick me up for something i didn't do.
i won't care where he takes me. as long as i'm still alive,
as long as i'm still breathing and my fingers are picking out songs i won't mind.
i won't mind at all where i'm going. he can haul my ass to jail i don't care

Shady grove my little love, shady grove my dear
Shady grove my little love, I’m going to leave you here

Shady grove my little love shady grove I know
Shady grove my little love, Its time I should go

Cheeks as red as a blooming rose, eyes the deepest brown/You are the darling of my heart stay till the sun goes down

Went to see my shady grove, she was standing in the door /Shoes and stocking in her hand bare little feet on the floor



Headed down south to the land of the pines
I'm thumbin my way into North Caroline
Lookin down the road and I pray to God I see
head lights
I made down the coast in seventeen hours
pickin a boquet of dog wood flowers and I'm
hopin like Reliegh I can see my baby tonight

Chorus:
Rock me mamma like a wagon wheel
Rock me mamma any way you feel
hey mamma rock me
rock me mamma like the wind and the rain
rock me mamma like a south bound train
hey mamma rock me

runnin from the cold up in new england i was born to be a fiddler in an old time string band my baby plays the guitar i pick
the banjo now
o the north country keep gettin me now i lost my money playin poker so i had to up and leave but i ain't lookin back to live
in that old life no more

walkin to the south out of ronoak caught a trucker out of philly had a nice long toke
but he's headed west to the cumberland gap
johnson city tennessee
i gotta get a move on fit for the sun i hear my baby callin my name and i no she's the only one and if i die in reliegh at
least i will die free

You and I in a little toy shop
Buy a bag of balloons with the money we've got
Set them free at the break of dawn
'Til one by one they were gone
Back at base, bugs in the software
Flash the message, something's out there
Floating in the summer sky
Ninety-nine red balloons go by

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Ninety-nine red balloons
Floating in the summer sky
Panic bells, it's red alert
There's something here from somewhere else
The war machine springs to life
Opens up one eager eye
Focusing it on the sky
Where ninety-nine red balloons go by

Ninety-nine Decision Street
Ninety-nine ministers meet
To worry, worry, super scurry
Call the troops out in a hurry
This is what we've waited for
This is it, boys, this is war
The President is on the line
As ninety-nine red balloons go by

Ninety-nine knights of the air
Ride super-high-tech jet fighters
Everyone's a superhero
Everyone's a Captain Kirk
With orders to identify
To clarify and classify
Scramble in the summer sky
As ninety-nine red balloons go by
As ninety-nine red balloons go by

Ninety-nine dreams I have had
And every one a red balloon
It's all over, and I'm standing pretty
In this dust that was a city
If I could find a souvenir
Just to prove the world was here
And here is a red balloon
I think of you and let it go

What if we stop having a ball?
What if ths paint chips from the wall?
What if there's always cups in the sink?
What if I'm not what you think, think I am?

What if I fall further than you?
What if you dream of somebody new?
What if you lose yourself sometimes? Then I'll be the one to find you
Safe in my heart.

'Cause I am giving up on making passes and
I am giving up on half empty glassess and
I am giving up on greener grasses.
I am giving in.


If you miss the train I’m on, you will know that I am gone
You can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles
A hundred miles (x4)
You can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles

Lord I’m 1, lord I’m 2, Lord I’m 3 lord I’m 4
Lord I’m 5 hundred miles away from home
Away from home (4x)
Lord I’m five hundred miles away from home

Not a shirt on my back, not a penny to my name
No, I cant go back home this-a-way
This-a-way (4x)
Lord I can’t go back home this-a-way

Once a jolly swagman camped near a billybong under the shade of a coolibah tree
And he sang as he watched and waited till his billy boil
You’ll come a waltzing Matilda with me!

Chorus
Waltzing Matilda (2x)
You’ll come a waltzing Matilda with me
(3rd line)
You’ll come a waltzing Matilda with me

Down came a jumbuck to drink at the billabong
Up jumped the swagman and grabbed him with glee
And he sang as he stowed that jumbuck in his tucker bag

Up rode the squatter mounted on his thoroughbred
Down came the troopers, one ,two three
Where’s that jolly jumbuck you’ve got in your tucker bag

Up jumped the swagman, sprang into the billabong
You’’ never catch me alive said he
And his ghost may be heard as you pass through that billabong
There is a house in new orleans
They call the risin' sun
And it's been the ruin of many a poor girl
Lord I know I'm one


My mother was a tailor
She sewed those new blue jeans
My sweetheart was a gambler, lord
who drinks down in new orleans

the only thing a gambler needs
Is a suitcase and a trunk
And the only time he's satisfied
Is when he's on a drunk

Is ramblin' from town to towngo tell my baby sister
Never do like I have done
to shun that house in new orleans

They call the risin' sun
Well, it's one foot on the platform
And the other foot on the train
I'm goin' back to new orleans
To wear that ball and chain

I'm a-goin' back to new orleans
My race is almost run
I'm goin' back to end my life
In the house of the rising sun
I'd like to be under the sea
In an octopus' garden in the shade
He'd let us in, knows where we've been
In his octopus' garden in the shade

I'd ask my friends to come and see
An octopus' garden with me
I'd like to be under the sea
In an octopus' garden in the shade.

We would be warm below the storm
In our little hideaway beneath the waves
Resting our head on the sea bed
In an octopus' garden near a cave

We would sing and dance around
because we know we can't be found
I'd like to be under the sea
In an octopus' garden in the shade

We would shout and swim about
The coral that lies beneath the waves
(Lies beneath the ocean waves)
Oh what joy for every girl and boy
Knowing they're happy and they're safe
(Happy and they're safe)

We would be so happy you and me
No one there to tell us what to do
I'd like to be under the sea
In an octopus' garden with you.