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  • 29-01-1970
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    Mean Woman Blues
    Composer(s): Claude Demetrius
    Originally performed by: Elvis Presley
    Covered by various other artists



    I got a woman
    Mean as she can be
    I got a woman
    Mean as she can be
    Sometimes I think
    She's almost mean as me

    A black cat up and died of fright
    cause she crossed his path last night
    Oh, I got a woman
    Mean as she can be
    Sometimes I think
    She's almost mean as me

    She kiss so hard, she bruise my lips
    Hurts so good, my heart just flips
    Oh, I got a woman
    Mean as she can be
    Sometimes I think
    Shes almost mean as me

    The strangest gal I ever had
    Never happy less she's mad
    Oh, I got a woman
    Mean as she can be
    Sometimes I think
    She's almost mean as me

    She makes love without a smile
    Ooh, hot dog that drives me wild
    Oh, I got a woman
    Mean as she can be
    Sometimes I think
    She's almost mean as me



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    Tags:Elvis Presley

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    On The Sentimental Side
    Composer(s): Johnny Burke; James V. Monaco
    Performer(s): Al Bowlly;
    and various other artists



    If you wonder why I'm near you
    Even though I've been denied
    I'm inclined to be a little
    On the sentimental side

    I suppose I should forget you
    If I had an ounce of pride
    But I guess I can't help being
    On the sentimental side

    I should act gay
    Laugh it off and say, "Faretheewell"
    Say it just didn't wear well
    But I'm not that way

    I'm in hopes you'll think it over
    And perhaps be satisfied
    With a simple sort of person
    On the sentimental side




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    28-01-1970
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    Mean To Me
    Composer(s): Roy Turk; Fred E. Ahlert
    Performer(s): Ruth Etting
    and various other artists



    You're mean to me
    Why must you be mean to me?
    Gee, honey, it seems to me
    You love to see me cryin'
    I don't know why
    I stay home each night
    When you say you phone
    You don't and I'm left alone
    Sing the blues and sighin'
    You treat me coldly each day in the year
    You always scold me
    Whenever somebody is near, dear
    I must be great fun to be mean to me
    You shouldn't, for can't you see
    What you mean to me



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    27-01-1970
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    Mean Talking Blues
    Composer(s): Woody Guthrie
    Performer(s): Woody Guthrie



    I'm the meanest man that ever had a brain
    All I scatter is aches and pains
    I'm carbolic acid, and a poison face
    And I stand flat-footed in favor of crime and disgrace
    If I ever done a good deed -- I'm sorry of it

    I'm mean in the East, mean in the West
    Mean to the people that I like the best
    I go around a-causin' lot of accidents
    And I push folks down, and I cause train wrecks
    I'm a big disaster -- just goin' somewhere's to happen
    I'm an organized famine -- studyin' now I can be a little bit meaner
    I'm still a whole lot too good to suit myself -- just mean...

    I ride around on the subway trains
    Laughin' at the tight shoes dealin' you pain
    And I laugh when the car shakes from side to side
    I laugh my loudest when other people cry
    Can't help it -- I was born good, I guess
    Just like you or anybody else ---
    But then I... just turned off mean

    I hate ev'rybody don't think like me
    And I'd rather see you dead than I'd ever see you free
    Rather see you starved to death
    Than see you at work
    And I'm readin' all the books I can
    To learn how to hurt
    Daily Misery -- spread diseases
    Keep you without no vote
    Keep you without no union

    Well, I hurt when I see you gettin' 'long so well
    I'd ten times rather see you in the fires of hell
    I can't stand to fixed... see you there all fixed up in that house so nice
    I'd rather keep you in that rotten hole, with the bugs and the lice
    And the roaches, and the turnamights
    And the sand fleas, and the tater bugs
    And the grub worms, and the stingarees
    And the tarantulas, and the spiders, childs of the earth
    The ticks and the blow-flies
    These is all of my little angels
    That go 'round helpin' me do the best parts of my meanness
    And mosquiters...

    Well, I used to be a pretty fair organized feller
    Till I turned a scab and then I turned off yeller
    Fought ev'ry union with teeth and toenail
    And I sprouted a six-inch stinger right in the middle of the tail
    And I growed horns...
    And then I cut 'em off, I wanted to fool you
    I hated union ever'where
    'Cause God likes unions
    And I hate God!

    Well, if I can get the fat to hatin' the lean
    That'd tickle me more than anything I've seen
    Then get the colors to fightin' one another
    And friend against friend, and brother... and sister against brother
    That'll be just it
    Everybody's brains a-boilin' in turpentine
    And their teeth fallin' out all up and down the streets
    That'll just suit me fine
    'Cause I hate ever'thing that's union
    And I hate ever'thing that's organized
    And I hate ever'thing that's planned
    And I love to hate and I hate to love!
    I'm mean, I'm just mean...



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    On The South Sea Isle
    Composer(s): Harry Von Tilzer



    Down upon the south sea island
    Where I long to be, it's my land
    Oriental breezes fan the air, there
    On the beach of old Whi Woola
    You can see the hula hula
    Pretty maidens dancing everywhere, so fair
    In the night time, that's the right time
    All the world's in tune
    Oriental, sentimental, dusky lovers croon

    Humm, humm, humm, humm
    Sweet melodies fill the air
    Strange harmonies you will hear most everywhere
    Just humm, humm, humm, humm
    You'll hear them singing while you're there
    Ukaleles strumming too
    They'll play so soft for you
    While dusky maidens will try hard to woo with
    Humm, humm, humm, humm
    It's worth your while, on the south sea isle

    In this dreamy land of pleasure
    There are memories I treasure
    Moonlight strolls along the silv'ry sand, and
    Loving eyes that seem to haunt me
    Lips that used to laugh and taunt me
    List'ning to the oriental band, so grand
    Birds a-cooing, lovere wooing
    As they stroll along
    Tropic moonlight, dreamy spoonlight
    Just a world of song

    Humm, humm, humm, humm
    Sweet melodies fill the air
    Strange harmonies you will hear most everywhere
    Just humm, humm, humm, humm
    You'll hear them singing while you're there
    Ukaleles strumming too
    They'll play so soft for you
    While dusky maidens will try hard to woo with
    Humm, humm, humm, humm
    It's worth your while, on the south sea isle




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    26-01-1970
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    Mean Old World
    Composer(s): Little Walter
    Originally performed by: Little Walter
    Covered by various other artists



    This is a mean old world, try and live it by yourself
    This is a mean old world, try and live it by yourself
    Can't get the one you love, have to use somebody else

    I've got the blues, gonna pack my things and go
    I've got the blues, gonna pack my things and go
    Guess you don't love me, babe, loving mister so-and-so

    Sometimes I wonder why can your love be so cold?
    Sometimes I wonder why can your love be so cold?
    I guess you don't love me, gonna pack my things and go



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    Tags:Little Walter

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    On The Road Again
    Composer(s): Willie Nelson
    Performer(s): Willie Nelson



    Just can't wait to get on the road again
    The life I love is makin' music with my friends
    And I can't wait to get on the road again

    On the road again
    goin' places that I've never been
    Seein' things that I may never see again
    And I can't wait to get on the road again

    On the road again
    like a band of gypsies we go down the highway
    We're the best of friends
    Insisting that the world be turnin' our way

    And our way
    Is on is on the road again
    Just can't wait to get on the road again
    The life I love is makin' music with my friends
    And I can't wait to get on the road again




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    25-01-1970
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    Mean Old Frisco
    Composer(s): Arthur "Big Boy" Crudup
    Performer(s): Eric Clapton



    Well that mean old dirty Frisco and that low down Santa Fe
    Mean old Frisco and that low down Santa Fe
    You know they take my girl away, Lord, and blow back out on me

    Well my mama, she done told me, and my papa told me too
    Mama told me and my papa told me too
    A woman that gets in your face, Lord she ain't no friend for you

    Well I'm goin' away now baby, and I won't be back until fall
    Goin' away, baby. Lord, I won't be back till fall
    If I don't come back by then, Lord, I won't be back at all

    Well that mean old dirty Frisco and that low down Santa Fe
    Mean old Frisco and that low down Santa Fe
    Gonna take my gal away, Lord, and blow back out on me



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.On The Road Again (Canned Heat)
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    On The Road Again
    Composer(s): Floyd Jones; Alan Wilson
    Performer(s): Canned Heat



    Well, I'm so tired of crying
    But I'm out on the road again
    I'm on the road again
    Well, I'm so tired of crying
    But I'm out on the road again
    I'm on the road again
    I ain't got no woman
    Just to call my special friend
    You know the first time I traveled hard
    Out in the rain and snow
    In the rain and snow
    You know the first time I traveled hard
    Out in the rain and snow
    In the rain and snow
    I didn't have no payroll
    Not even no place to go
    And my dear mother left me
    When I was quite young
    When I was quite young
    And my dear mother left me
    When I was quite young
    When I was quite young
    She said "Lord, have mercy
    On my wicked son"
    Take a hint from me, mama
    Please don't you cry no more
    Don't you cry no more
    Take a hint from me, mama
    Please don't you cry no more
    Don't you cry no more
    'Cause it's soon one morning
    Down the road I'm going
    But I aint going down
    That long old lonesome road
    All by myself
    But I aint going down
    That long old lonesome road
    All by myself
    I can't carry you, Baby
    Gonna carry somebody else




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    On The Road Again
    Composer(s): Bob Dylan
    Performer(s): Bob Dylan



    Well, I woke up in the morning
    There's frogs inside my socks
    Your mama, she's a-hidin'
    Inside the icebox
    Your daddy walks in wearin'
    A Napoleon Bonaparte mask
    Then you ask why I don't live here
    Honey, do you have to ask?

    Well, I go to pet your monkey
    I get a face full of claws
    I ask who's in the fireplace
    And you tell me Santa Claus
    The milkman comes in
    He's wearing a derby hat
    Then you ask why I don't live here
    Honey, how come you have to ask me that?

    Well, I asked for something to eat
    I'm hungry as a hog
    So I get brown rice, seaweed
    And a dirty hot dog
    I've got a hole
    Where my stomach disappeared
    Then you ask why I don't live here
    Honey, I gotta think you're really weird

    Your grandpa's cane
    It turns into a sword
    Your grandma prays to pictures
    That are pasted on a board
    Everything inside my pockets
    Your uncle steals
    Then you ask why I don't live here
    Honey, I can't believe that you're for real

    Well, there's fist fights in the kitchen
    They're enough to make me cry
    The mailman comes in
    Even he's gotta take a side
    Even the butler
    He's got something to prove
    Then you ask why I don't live here
    Honey, how come you don't move?




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    24-01-1970
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    Mean Old Bed Bug Blues
    Composer(s): Ernest Tubb
    Performer(s): Ernest Tubb



    Did you ever see a bed bug that looks just like a whale?
    Did you ever see a bed bug that looks just like a whale?
    Well if you never did you never in a real jail

    These bugs are divin’ me crazy I don’t know what to do
    These bugs are divin’ me crazy I don’t know what to do
    I could turn my bed over but they’re all over side too

    There’s a boy in here with me with 99 years to go
    There’s a boy in here with me with 99 years to go
    Boy these dog gone bud bugs will get fed up on him I know

    This here old jailer sure is a mean old man
    This old jailer sure is a mean old man
    All he bring me is beans in my little old bent up can

    Just like a little old dog’s can

    Got a letter from my baby she didn’t have much to say
    I got a letter from my Mama she didn’t have much to say
    She said son don’t let them bed bugs whittle my Daddy away

    Well I’ll soon be leavin’ and I’ll be so glad to go
    I’ll soon be leavin’ and I’ll be so glad to go
    ‘Cause these dog gone bed bugs done got me beat I know



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    On The Road Again
    Composer(s): Bernard Lavilliers
    Performer(s): Bernard Lavilliers



    Nous étions jeunes et larges d'épaules
    Bandits joyeux, insolents et drôles
    On attendait que la mort nous frôle

    On the road again, again
    On the road again, again

    Au petit jour on quittait l'Irlande
    Et derrière nous s'éclairait la lande
    Il fallait bien un jour qu'on nous pende

    On the road again, again
    On the road again, again

    La mer revient toujours au rivage
    Dans les blés mûrs y a des fleurs sauvages
    N'y pense plus, tu es de passage

    On the road again, again
    On the road again, again

    Nous étions jeunes et larges d'épaules
    On attendait que la mort nous frôle
    Elle nous a pris les beaux et les drôles

    On the road again, again
    On the road again, again

    Ami sais-tu que les mots d'amour
    Voyagent mal de nos jours
    Tu partiras encore plus lourd

    On the road again, again
    On the road again, again
    On the road again, again
    On the road again, again
    On the road again




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    23-01-1970
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    Mean Old Bed Bug Blues
    Composer(s): Leo Wood
    Performer(s): Bessie Smith



    Gals, bed bugs sure is evil, they don't mean me no good
    Yeah, bed bug sure is evil, they don't mean me no good
    Thinks he's a woodpecker and I'm a chunk of wood

    When I lay down at night, I wonder how can a poor gal sleep
    When I lay down at night, I wonder how can a poor gal sleep
    When some is holding my hand, others eating my feet

    Bed bug as big as a jackass1, will bite you and stand and grin
    Bed bug as big as a jackass, will bite you and stand and grin
    Will drink all the bed bur for them turn around and bite you again

    Something moan in the corner, I went over and see
    Something moan in the corner, I went over and see
    It was the bed bug a prayin', Lord, gimme some more cheese



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    On The Radio
    Composer(s): Giorgio Moroder; Donna Summer
    Performer(s): Donna Summer;
    and various other artists



    Someone found a letter you wrote me, on the radio
    And they told the world just how you felt
    It must have fallen out of a hole in your old brown overcoat
    They never said your name
    But I knew just who they meant

    I was so surprised and shocked, and I wondered, too
    If by chance you heard it for yourself
    I never told a soul just how I've been feeling about you
    But they said it really loud
    They said it on the air
    On the radio
    Whoa, oh, oh
    On the radio
    Whoa oh oh oh
    On the radio
    Whoa, oh, oh
    On the radio
    Whoa, oh, oh

    Now, now
    Don't it kinda strike you sad when you hear our song
    Things are not the same since we broke up last June
    The only thing that I wanna hear is that you love me still
    And that you think you'll be comin' home real soon
    Whoa, oh, yeah, yeah
    And it made me feel proud when I heard you say
    You couldn't find the words to say it yourself
    And now in my heart I know I can say what I really feel
    'Cause they said it really loud
    They said it on the air
    On the radio
    Whoa, oh, oh
    On the radio
    Whoa, oh, oh
    On the radio
    Whoa, oh, oh
    On the radio

    Played in shorter version:
    If you think that love isn't found on the radio
    Well tune right in you made find the love you lost
    'Cause now I'm sitting here with the man I sent away long ago
    It sounded really loud
    They said it really loud
    On the radio
    Whoa, oh, oh
    On the radio
    Whoa, oh, oh
    On the radio
    Whoa, oh, oh
    On the radio
    Whoa, oh, oh
    On the radio
    Whoa, oh, oh

    (end)

    Played in longer version:
    Sendin' in a letter to tell them that I love you, too
    If you hear it, maybe you will know
    When you hear them read the line about love's return on the radio
    You'll think about the two of us and you'll come home
    Whoa, oh, oh,
    If you knew just how I'd felt why'd you make me wait?
    Life goes on and on while you play with my heart
    Don't hold on any longer 'cause now I know how you really feel
    'Cause I heard it really loud
    They said it on the air
    On the radio
    Whoa, oh, oh
    On the radio
    Whoa, oh, oh
    On the radio
    Whoa, oh, oh
    On the radio
    Whoa, oh, oh

    Now
    If you think that love isn't found on the radio
    Then tune right in you made find the love you lost
    'Cause now I'm sittin here with the man I sent away long ago
    It sounded really loud
    They said it really loud
    On the radio
    Whoa, oh, oh
    On the radio
    Whoa, oh, oh
    On the radio
    Whoa, oh, oh
    On the radio
    Whoa, oh, oh
    On the radio
    Whoa, oh, oh




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    22-01-1970
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    Mean Mr. Mustard
    Composer(s): John Lennon; Paul McCartney
    Originally performed by: The Beatles
    Covered by various other artists



    Mean Mr. Mustard sleeps in the park
    shaves in the dark, tries to save paper
    Sleeps in a hole in the road
    Saving up to buy him some clothes
    Keeps a ten bob note up his nose
    Such a mean old man
    Such a mean old man

    His sister Pam works in a shop
    she never stops, she's a go getter
    Takes him out to look at the Queen
    Only place that he's ever been
    Always shouts out something obscene
    Such a dirty old man
    Dirty old man



    Categorie:Eng. Songs
    Tags:The Beatles

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    Mama Tried
    Composer(s): Merle Haggard
    First release by: Merle Haggard and The Strangers - 1968
    Covered by multiple other artists



    First thing I remember knowin' was a lonesome whistle blowin'
    And a young'uns dream of growin' up to ride
    On a freight train leavin' town, not knowin' where I'm bound
    And no one could change my mind, but Mama tried
    One and only rebel child from a family meek and mild
    My Mama seemed to know what lay in store
    Spite of all my Sunday learnin', toward the bad I kept on turnin'
    Till Mama couldn't hold me anymore
    I turned twenty-one in prison doin' life without parole
    No one could steer me right, but Mama tried, Mama tried
    Mama tried to raise me better, but her pleading I denied
    That leaves only me to blame 'cause Mama tried
    Dear old Daddy rest his soul left my Ma a heavy load
    She tried so very hard to fill his shoes
    Workin' hours without rest, wanted me to have the best
    She tried to raise me right but I refused
    I turned twenty-one in prison doin' life without parole
    No one could steer me right, but Mama tried, Mama tried
    Mama tried to raise me better, but her pleading I denied
    That leaves only me to blame 'cause Mama tried



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    On The Outgoing Tide
    Composer(s): Lew Brown; Mabel Wayne
    Performer(s): Perry Como;
    Vic Damone; Jo Stafford



    On the outgoing tide
    I know that you're leaving today
    And my tears will be
    A part of the sea

    That's taking you, darling
    Away from me
    But they can't take my dreams
    They can't take the love in my heart

    And, although I know we're drifting apart
    If heaven has meant you for me, for me
    I know I will sail at your side
    Someday on the outgoing tide

    And, although I know we're drifting apart
    If heaven has meant you for me, for me
    I know I will sail at your side
    Someday on the outgoing tide




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    Oh Death (aka "Death And A Lady: Echoes Of A Mortal Conversation" or "Conversations With Death")
    (Traditional)
    Performer(s): Dock Boggs
    and various other artists



    What is this that I can see
    With icy hands taking hold on me
    I am death and none can excel
    I'll open the doors to heaven or hell
    Oh, death, oh, death, can't you spare me over till another year?
    Oh, death, oh, death, please spare me over till another year
    Oh, death, someone would pray
    Couldn’t you call some other day
    God's children prayed
    The preacher's preached
    The time of mercy is out of your reach
    I'll fix your feet so you can't walk
    I'll lock your jaws so you can't talk
    Close your eyes so you can 't see
    This very hour come go with me
    Death, I come to take the soul
    Leave the body and leave it cold
    To drop the flesh oft of the frame
    The earth and worms both have a claim
    Oh, death, oh, death, can't you spare me over till another year?
    Oh, death, oh, death, please spare me over till another year
    My mother come to my bed
    Place a cold towel upon my head
    My head is warm, my feet is cold
    Death is moving upon my soul
    Oh, death, how you treating me
    Close my eyes so I can't see
    You hurt my body
    You make me cold
    You're ruling my life right out of my soul
    Oh, death, oh, death, can't you spare me over till another year?
    Oh, death, oh, death, please spare me over till another year
    Oh, death, please consider my age
    Please don't take me at this stage
    My wealth is all at your command
    If you will move your icy hand
    The old, the young, the rich or poor
    Are all alike with me, you know
    No wealth, no land, no silver, no gold
    Nothing satisfies me but your soul
    Oh, death, oh, death, can't you spare me over till another year?
    Oh, death, oh, death, please spare me over till another year



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    21-01-1970
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    Mean Mama Blues
    Composer(s): Ernest Tubb
    Performer(s): Ernest Tubb; Doc Watson



    There’s lots of mean women on almost any street
    Lord There’s lots of mean women on almost any street
    But I’ve got the meanest Mama that ever walked on two feet

    That gal is so low down I often wonder why
    Lord she’s so low down I often wonder why
    That she keeps on livin’ I guess she’s to mean to die

    Now you triflin’ women always say you love your man
    Lord you triflin’ women always say you love your man
    And when he goes out the front door the back door lets a new man in
    (Ah maybe two of them)

    (Ah pick it out there Smitty)

    Now there’s two things in this world I don’t understand
    Lord there’s two things in this world that I don’t understand
    One of thems a woman the other ones a man

    I’m gonna buy me a pistol I’ll think I’ll get a 44
    Gonna buy me a pistol I’ll think I’ll get a 44
    And when I get through shootin’ that girl wont step no more



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    On The Other Side Of Midnight
    Performer(s): Johnny Logan



    How long have you had this feeling
    Never see a brighter side
    Always standing in the shadows
    Rapped up tightly in your pride

    How long have you need a healing
    Some lost Island where you can hide
    Too many questions and no answers
    So many rivers that you’ve cried

    On the other side of midnight
    Where only broken dreams come true
    On the other side there’s daylight
    And you know that I’ll be there waiting for you

    How long must you keep believing
    Love’s lost promises come true
    Lay awake and count the reasons
    Nothing never leads to you

    Dark clouds rising on the heartland
    Dreams keep slipping so far away
    A helpless heart can never understand
    Tomorrow is just another day

    On the other side of midnight
    Where only broken dreams come true
    On the other side there’s daylight
    And you know that I’ll be there waiting for you

    Now beneath the smile that’s fading
    You tell your self you say goodbye (you say goodbye)
    Still the fire inside keeps burning on
    Through the tears of one more lie

    On the other side of midnight
    Where only broken dreams come true
    On the other side there’s daylight
    And you know that I’ll be there waiting for you

    On the other side of midnight
    Where only broken dreams come true
    On the other side there’s daylight
    And you know that I’ll be there waiting for you

    Yeah you know that I’ll be there waiting for you




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