Burning Down One Side
Composer(s): Robbie Blunt; Robert Plant; Jezz Woodroffe
Performer(s): Robert Plant



Slipped through the window by the back door
Caught short in transit with my love
Jumped up, fell back, cut off from romance
How could I fall without a shove
Tip-toed like thunder on my feelings
You rock me gently with your sighs
My knees are weak - my head is reeling
Consumed by the fire in your eyes
Stepped in and shattered my defences
Just playing hookey with my heart
Slipped through the window by the back door
And took the keys to my poor heart, yes my poor heart

Try as I might - try as I may
Yes I'll try anything to make you stay
Cause I need your love - yes I need your love
I'm looking high - I'm looking low,
Can't find where did my baby go
Gotta find out why she ran away
I don't know where did my baby stay
Try as I might - try as I may
Yes I'll try anything to make you stay

Fire down the Boulevard d'Amour
Shoot through the neon in the night
Hot foot through alleys - check the doorways
Try that old parking lot on Ninth
There's three-course kissing in the same place
But that don't help me out no more
I've been away so long and dreaming
Little girl ain't I seen you before

Burning Bridges
Composer(s): Mike Curb; Lalo Schifrin
Originally performed by: Mike Curb Congregation



Friends all tried to warn me
But I held my head up high
All the time they warned me
But I only passed them by
They all tried to tell me
But I guess I didn't care
I turned my back and
Left them standing there

All the burning bridges that have fallen after me
All the lonely feelings and the burning memories
Everyone I left behind each time I closed the door
Burning bridges lost forevermore

Joey tried to help me find a job
A while ago
When I finally got it I didn't want to go
The party Mary gave for me
When I just walked away
Now there's nothing left for me to say

All the burning bridges that have fallen after me
All the lonely feelings and the burning memories
Everyone I left behind each time I closed the door
Burning bridges lost forevermore

Years have passed and I keep thinking
What a fool I've been
I look back into the past and
Think of way back then
I know that I lost everything I thought I that could win
I guess I should have listened to my friends

All the burning bridges that have fallen after me
All the lonely feelings and the burning memories
Everyone I left behind each time I closed the door
Burning bridges lost forevermore

Burning bridges lost forevermore

Lies (Through The 80's)
Composer(s): David "Fathead" Newman
Performer(s): Manfred Mann's Earth Band



We're all gonna live out the Hollywood dream
Everything's gonna be just what it seems
Gonna find a better way to run our cars
All through the Eighties
'Cause the race is on, we're gonna land on Mars
All through the Eighties
The Video Screen will open up the door
All through the Eighties
Information - there'll be more and more
All through the Eighties
Will the man on the street finally know the score 

But I saw a kid with no smile on his face today
Where is my place in this bright future, I heard him say
I've lost my hope there isn't anywhere to play
(Pull up the trees and put up a parking lot) 

The play's been written we'll all be in the cast
All through the Eighties
And our feet are gonna point away from the past
All through the Eighties
Will supersonic travel be our ticket to ride
We'll have cruise missiles, they think as they fly 

But I saw a kid with no smile on his face today
Where is my place in this bright future, I heard him say
I've lost my hope there isn't anywhere to play
(Pull up the trees and put up a parking lot) 

Time will go and the years fly by
All through the Eighties
And we'll have another slice of American Pie
All through the Eighties
Credit card living, push button cash
All through the Eighties
We'll pay our money and we'll take our trash
All through the Eighties
And another generation will "Talk about their Generation" 

But I saw a kid with no smile on his face today
Where is my place in this bright future, I heard him say
I've lost my hope there isn't anywhere to play
(Pull up the trees and put up a parking lot)
I saw a kid with no smile on his face today
Where is my place in this bright future, I heard him say
I saw a kid with no smile on his face today
Where is my place in this bright future, I heard him say ...

Burnin' Bush
Composer(s): Jerry Peters
Performer(s): Earth, Wind & Fire



What does it take to show an illustration 
Of the hurt and the pain of a nation
One glowing look upon a ragged canvas 
Tells the story of our past and present situation 

That old bush just keeps on burning 
Nobody seems to show they're learning 
That old bush just keeps on burning 
I wonder will we ever feel the flame

Our way of life on total exhibition 
Shows the way in which we live of an 
Imperfect nation
This tree of life so far from perfeciton 
Share a little love to improve our situation

That old bush just keeps on burning 
Share the hope for future learning 
I wonder will we ever feel the flame 

Flow of light could really stand a listen 
Bring the dark to the light, show us 
What we've been missing
Not many men are satisfied 
Without no light, there ain't no pride 

There's gonna come a time
Things that are on your mind
Trust and you will find 
Everything in your mind 
True love is here to find 
Simple as number 9 
Multiply you will find 
Peace and love all the time

Lies
Composer(s): Thomas Alexander Bailey - Alannah Joy Curry - Joseph Martin Leeway
First release by: Thompson Twins - 1982



You told me you loved me
So I don't understand
Why promises are snapped in two
And words are made to bend

(The bigger, the better)
Some stolen from japan
Collected from around the world
They'll catch you if they can

Lies lies lies yeah
Lies lies lies yeah
Lies lies lies yeah

Do I have to catch you out
To know what's on your mind
Well, Cleopatra died for Egypt
What a waste of time

White ones and red ones
And some you can't disguise
Twisted truth and half the news
Can't hide it in your eyes

Lies lies lies yeah
Lies lies lies yeah
Lies lies lies yeah

You say you'll try harder
But I think it's just too late
Well, the car is revving in the drive
And i'm not the sort to wait

The bigger, the better
Some nicked from old saigon
Collected from around the world
Love lies on and an and on and on and on and

Lies lies lies yeah (They're gonna get you)
Lies lies lies yeah (They won't forget you)
Lies lies lies yeah (They're gonna get you)
Lies lies lies yeah
Oh you know I know

Lies lies lies yeah
Lies lies lies yeah
Lies lies lies yeah

Oh you know I know

Lies lies lies yeah
Lies lies lies yeah
Lies lies lies yeah

But I'm Not
Composer(s): Gilbert O'Sullivan
Performer(s): Gilbert O'Sullivan



Don't you ever change your mind
Don't you ever be unkind
To me some say that (you're a fool)
Well I'm not
You might think that I'm a fool
But I'm not

If I take you to a dance
Don't let me catch you holding hands
With other boys
They think I'm cruel
Well I'm not
You might think that I'm being cruel
But I'm not

It's worth a little thought to think
Of how I fought for you
Even so you know I caught for you
Every bad dream you had and threw them away
There'll come a day
When I know you will say
All the things I said to you
Were the best things too

So don't you ever change your mind
And don't you ever be unkind
To me some say that (you're a fool)
Well I'm not, no no no no
You might think that I'm a fool
But I'm not

It's worth a little thought to think
Of how I fought for you
Even so you know I caught for you
Every bad dream you had and threw them away
There'll come a day
When I know you will say
All the things I said to you
Were the best things too

So don't you ever change your mind
And don't you ever be unkind
To me some say that (you're a fool)
Well I'm not, no no no no
You might think that I'm a fool
But I'm not

Lies
Composer(s): Buddy Randell - Beau Charles
First release by: The Knickerbockers - 1965
Covered by multiple other artists



Lies, lies, you're tellin' me that you'll be true
Lies, lies
That's all I ever hear from you
Tears, tears
I shed a million tears for you
Tears, tears
And now you're lovin' someone new
Someday I'm gonna be happy
But I don't know when just now
Lies, lie-ies
A-breakin' my heart
You think that you're such a smart girl
And I'll believe what you say
But who do you think you are, girl
To lead me on this way hey
Lies, lies
I can't believe a word you say
Lies, lies
Are gonna make you sad someday
Some day you're gonna be lonely
But you won't find me around
Lies, lie-ies
A-breakin' my heart
Someday I'm gonna be happy
But I don't know when just now
Lies, lie-ies
A-breakin' my heart
You think that you're such a smart girl
And I'll believe what you say
But who do you think you are, girl
To lead me on this way hey
Lies (ah!), lies (yeah baby)
I can't believe a word you say
Lies, lies
Are gonna make you sad someday
Some day you're gonna be lonely
But you won't find me around
Lies, lie-ies
A-breakin' my heart
I said, baby, now (breakin' my heart)
Oh, yeah, you're still breakin' my heart (breakin' my heart)

Burned
Composer(s): Neil Young
Originally performed by: Buffalo Springfield
Covered by various other artists



Been burned and with both feet on the ground
I've learned that it's painful comin' down
No use runnin' away, and there's no time left to stay
Now I'm finding out that it's so confusin'
No time left and I know I'm losin'
Flashed and I think I'm fallin' down
Crashed, and my ears can't hear a sound
No use runnin' away, and there's no time left to stay
Now I'm finding out that it's so confusin'
No time left and I know I'm losin'
Now I'm finding out that it's so confusin'
No time left and I know I'm losin'
Burned and with both feet on the ground
I've learned that it's painful comin' down
No use runnin' away, and there's no time left to stay
Now I'm finding out that it's so confusin'
No time left and I know I'm losin'
Do I have to come right out and say it

(Neil Young):
Do I have to come right out and say it
Tell you that you look so fine?
Do I have to come right out and ask you to be mine?
If it was a game I could play it
Trying to make it but I'm losing time
I got to bring you in, you're overworking my mind

Chorus:
Indecision is crowding me
I have no room to spare
And I can't believe she cared
Like a dream she has taken me
And now I don't know where
And a part of me is scared
The part of me I shared
Once before
Do I have to come right out and say it
Tell you that you look so fine?
Do I have to come right out and ask you to be mine?

Chorus
Do I have to come right out and say it, girl
Tell you that you look so fine?
Do I have to come right out and ask you to be mine?
If it was a game I could play it
Trying to make it but I'm losing time
I got to bring you in, you're overworking my mind
Do I have to come right out and say it, girl
Tell you that you look so fine?

Burn That Candle
Composer(s): Winfield Scott
Performer(s): Bill Haley
and various other artists



Keep that candle burnin' birght, mother
I'll be kinda late tonight, mother
There's a yellow moon above, mother
Shinin' on the one I love, mother

Burn that candle, night and day
Burn that candle, light my way
Keep that doorway open wide
Till I'm strollin' thru that doorway with my bride

While that candle's burnin' high, mother
I'll be with my sugar pie, mother
We'll be comin home you know, mother
Lookin for that candle glow, mother

After we have had the wedding, mother
To the candle we'll be headin, mother
So, before we're winin', dinin', mother
Start that candle light a shinin', mother

Liebestraum
Composer(s): Franz Liszt - Spike Jones
Performer(s): Spike Jones & his City Slickers



Thine love is mine
Thine heart with mine entwine, love
My soul for thee doth pine
Thine eye doth shine
Thine life with mine combine, love
Thou art my valentine
Lips like apple wine
Face like kalsomine (oh, fine)
My clinging vine
My voice for thee doth whine
You're older than Auld Lang Syne

Twinkle, twinkle little star
How you wonder who I am
Way up in the sky, so low
You're a better man than I am, oh, by Jove

The polar bear sleeps in his little bearskin
He sleeps very well, I am told
Last night I slept in my little bare skin
And I got a heck of a cold

Pease Porridge hot
Pease porridge cold
Pease porridge in the pot
Nine days old 
Peehew!

Burn Rubber (Why You Wanna Hurt Me)
Composer(s): Charlie Wilson; Lonnie Simmons; Rudy Taylor
Originally performed by: The Gap Band



Woo, gave you my money, I gave you my time
Why you wanna hurt me, girl
Are you serious, I’m just curious
Why you wanna hurt me, girl

Just because you’re not for real
Why you hurt me, girl
Just because you’re not for real
Why you hurt me, girl

Never, ever had a lover
Who put the peddle to the metal
And burn rubber on me, Charlie
Oh, no

You took my money, you took my time
Made me think everything was fine
Then you upped and ran away
And made me just go crazy

I never, ever had a lover
Who put the peddle to the metal
And burn rubber on me, Charlie
Oh, no, no, no

Just because you’re not for real
Why you hurt me, girl
Just because you’re not for real
Why you hurt me, girl

I never, ever had a lover
Who put the peddle to the metal
And burn rubber on me, Charlie
Oh, no, no, no

Just because you’re not for real
Why you hurt me, girl
Just because you’re not for real
Why you hurt me, girl

You told me to go up the block
To get you a strawberry pop
When I got back to the flat
You had burned rubber out the back

I went to the closet and saw no clothes
All I saw was hangers and poles
I went to the phone and called your mother
And told me that you had burned rubber on me, Charlie
Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no

Just because you’re not for real
Why you hurt me, girl
Just because you’re not for real
Why you hurt me, girl

I never, ever had a lover
Who put the peddle to the metal
And burn rubber on me, Charlie
Oh, no, no, no, no, oh, no, yeah, yeah

Just because you’re not for real
Why you hurt me, girl
Just because you’re not for real
Why you hurt me, girl

Just because you’re not for real
Why you hurt me, girl

You took my money, you took my time
You made me think everything was fine
Like the clock on the wall said ding-ding-dong
Got to find another lover that won’t be gone

She won’t put the medal to the metal
And burn rubber, burn rubber on me, Charlie
No, no, no, no

Never, ever had a lover
Who put the peddle to the metal
And burn rubber on me, Charlie
No, no, no, no, no, no

I never, ever had a lover
Who put the peddle to the metal
And burn rubber on me, Charlie
No, no, no, no, no, no

I never, ever had a lover
Who put the peddle to the metal
And burn rubber on me, Charlie
No, no, no, no, no, no

I never, ever had a lover
Who put the peddle to the metal
And burn rubber on me, Charlie
No, no, no, no, no, no

I never, ever had a lover
Who put the peddle to the metal
And burn rubber on me, Charlie
No, no, no, no, no, no

I never, ever had a lover
Who put the peddle to the metal
And burn rubber on me, Charlie
No, no, no, no, no, no

I never, ever had a lover
Who put the peddle to the metal
And burn rubber on me, Charlie
No, no, no, no, no, no

I never, ever had a lover
Who put the peddle to the metal
And burn rubber on me, Charlie
No, no, no, no, no, no

Burn My Candle (At Both Ends)
Composer(s): Ross Parker
Performer(s): Shirley Bassey



Who's got a match for a strikin'
Don't say it all depends
Who wants to help me burn my candle, at both ends

Who's got a light he's hidin', under a bush or fence
Who wants to help me burn my candle, at both ends

It's possible, it may not last a night
While it burns, what a wonderful light

Who'd like to play with fire
After they make ammends
Who wants to help me burn my candle, at both ends

Who doesn't mind a reaper, after he's sewn wild oats
Who wants to take a chance and help me, burn my boats

Who's not a look, then leaper
Wanting a warning note
Who wants to take a chance and help me, burn my boats

There's 'S' for Scotch, that's so direct
And for straight and simple sex
"I" for invitation to, a close relationship with you
"N" for nothing bad nor less
"S-I-N", that's sin, I guess

Who's got a good ignition
Waiting for dividends
Who wants to help me burn my candle, at both ends

It may not last, but it's all in the game, my friend
And while it burns, what a fabulous flame

Who has an inhibition
Who has a notch, that's on the handle
Open my door, and spun the scandal
Who wants to help me burn my candle, at both ends!

Lie For A Lie
Composer(s): Danny Peyronel - Nick Mason - Rick Fenn
Performer(s): Nick Mason & Rick Fenn



A game's a game I hear you say
Enough emotion in a day
We'll never live enough to play
I hear you say 

You make the you make the moves
Giving clues about the rules
But there's no way to warn the fools
They're only fools 

Give me a lie for a lie
Give me a truth for a truth
Nothing is hard to believe
No one is hard to deceive
Leave me a light in the dark
Give me a lie for a lie
Give me a truth for a truth 

So let the fire within me burn
You know something I should learn
But I don't know which way to turn
Still I turn 

Give me a lie for a lie
Give me a truth for a truth
Nothing is hard to believe
No one is hard to deceive
Leave me a light in the dark
Give me a lie for a lie
Give me a truth for a truth 

And when the flame begins to go
I'll be there inside the door
You'll never know that I care more
Than I can show 

Give me a lie for a lie
Give me a truth for a truth
Nothing is hard to believe
No one is hard to deceive
Leave me a light in the dark
Give me a lie for a lie
Give me a truth for a truth

Lie Back, Let Me Do Everything
Composer(s): Pope - Staples
Performer(s): Rough Trade



It's ten o'clock the bar is jammed
Waitresses circulate in and out of tables
Feel like a boxer, I'm punch drunk
Got a cigarette wedged in my face

Hearing voices breathing in my ear
How they wanna massage my ego
Sayin' lie back let me do everything
Her aroma rising from stale beer and listerine
Lie back let me do everything
I wanna get lost in ya, lie back

Got my hair slicked back like a Latino
Lounging in a naugahyde chair
Got my fists bunched, shoved in my pockets
Watchin' those queens slithering by

Hearing voices syrup in my ear
How they wanna massage my ego
Sayin' lie back, let me do everything
Her aroma rising from stale beer and listerine
Lie back, let me do everything
I wanna get lost in ya lie back

Sayin' lie back, let me do everything
Lie back, let me do everything
Lie back, let me do everything
I wanna get lost in ya, lie back
Lie back, let me do everything
Lie back, let me do everything

Burn Down The Mission
Composer(s): Elton John; Bernie Taupin
Performer(s): Elton John;
Phil Collins; Toto



You tell me there's an angel in your tree
Did he say he'd come to call on me
For things are getting desperate in our home
Living in the parish of the restless folks I know

Everybody now bring your family down to the riverside
Look to the east to see where the fat stock hide
Behind four walls of stone the rich man sleeps
It's time we put the flame torch to their keep

Burn down the mission
If we're gonna stay alive
Watch the black smoke fly to heaven
See the red flame light the sky

Burn down the mission
Burn it down to stay alive
It's our only chance of living
Take all you need to live inside

Deep in the woods the squirrels are out today
My wife cried when they came to take me away
But what more could I do just to keep her warm
Than burn burn burn burn down the mission walls

Burma Shave
Composer(s): Roger Miller
Originally performed by: Roger Miller
Covered by: Eugene Chadbourne; The Everly Brothers; Shockabilly



Way down yonder by the forks of the branch
The old sow whistled and the little pigs danced
Burma Shave Burma Burma Burma Shave
I bet I've seen a million rows
of them little red poles and it's signs up and down the line
Come on come on one more time

Yonder goes Willie he's passin' on a hill
He don't dress nice but he drives fit to kill
Burma Shave Burma Burma Burma Shave
I bet I've seen a million rows
of them little red poles and it's signs up and down the line
Giddyup Giddyup Tally ho

Well my pappy ain't smart he ain't good at quizzin'
But one thing he knows is how to keep mama his'n
Burma Shave Burma Burma Burma Shave
I bet I've seen a million rows
of them little red poles and it's signs up and down the line
Come on come on one more time

Roses are red and violets are blue 
you chase me and so will I
Burma Shave Burma Burma Burma Shave
I bet I've seen a million rows
of them little red poles and it's signs up and down the line
Come on come on one more time

Burlington Bertie From Bow
Composer(s): William Hargreaves
Performer(s): Ella Shields
and various other artists



I'm Bert, p'raps you've heard of me
Bert, you've had word of me,
Jogging along, hearty and strong
Living on plates of fresh air
I dress up in fashion
And when I am feeling depressed
I shave from my cuff all the whiskers and fluff
Stick my hat on and toddle up West

I'm Burlington Bertie, I rise at ten thirty
And saunter along like a toff
I walk down the Strand with my gloves on my hand
Then I walk down again with them off
I'm all airs and graces, correct easy paces
Without food so long I've forgot where my face is
I'm Bert, Bert, I haven't a shirt
But my people are well off you know
Nearly everyone knows me from Smith to Lord Rosebr'y
I'm Burlington Bertie from Bow

I stroll with Lord Hurlington
Roll in The Burlington
Call for Champagne, walk out again
Come back and borrow the ink
I live most expensive
Like Tom Lipton I'm in the swim
He's got so much 'oof', he sleeps on the roof
And I live in the room over him

I'm Burlington Bertie, I rise at ten thirty
And saunter along Temple Bar
As round there I skip
I keep shouting 'Pip Pip!'
And the darn'd fools think I'm in my car
At Rothchilds I swank it
My body I plank it
On his front door step with 'The Mail' for a blanket
I'm Bert, Bert, and Rothchild was hurt
He said ' You can't sleep there' I said 'Oh'
He said 'I'm Rothchild sonny!' I said 'That's damn'd funny
I'm Burlington Bertie from Bow

I smile condescendingly
While they're extending me
Cheer upon cheer when I appear
Captain with my polo team
So strict are my people
They're William the Conqueror's strain
If they ever knew I'd been talking to you
Why they'd never look at me again

I'm Burlington Bertie, I rise at ten thirty
And reach Kempton park around three
I stand by the rail, when a horse is for sale
And you ought to see Wooton watch me
I lean on some awning while Lord Derby's yawning
Then he bids two thousand and I bid Good Morning
I'm Bert, Bert, I'd buy one, a cert
But where would I keep it you know
I can't let my man see me in bed with a gee-gee
I'm Burlington Bertie from Bow!

My pose, Tho' ironical
Shows that my monocle
Holds up my face, keeps it in place
Stops it from slipping away
Cigars, I smoke thousands
I usually deal in The Strand
But you've got to take care when you're getting them there
Or some idiot might stand on your hand

I'm Burlington Bertie, I rise at ten thirty
And Buckingham Palace I view
I stand in the yard while they're changing the guard
And the queen shouts across "Toodle oo"!
The Prince of Wales' brother along with some other
Slaps me on the back and says "Come and see Mother"
But I'm Bert, Bert, and Royalty's hurt
When they ask me to dine I say no
I've just had a banana with Lady Diana
I'm Burlington Bertie from Bow

Lido Shuffle
Composer(s): David Paich - Boz Scaggs
First release by: Boz Scaggs - 1976
Covered by multiple other artists



Lido missed the boat that day he left the shack
But that was all he missed and he ain't comin' back
A tombstone bar in a jukejoint car, he made a stop
Just long enough to grab a handle off the top
Next stop Chi town, Lido put the money down and
Let it roll

He said one more job ought to get it
One last shot 'fore we quit it
One more for the road

Lido, whoa-oh-oh-oh
He's for the money
He's for the show
Lido's waitin' for the go
Lido whoa-oh-oh-oh
He said one more job ought to get it
One last shot 'fore we quit it
One more for the road

Lido be runnin', havin' great big fun, 'til he got the note
Sayin' "Toe the line or blow" and that was all she wrote
He be makin' like a beeline, headin for the borderline
Goin' for broke

Sayin' one more hit ought to do it
This joint ain't nothin to it
One more for the road

Lido, whoa-oh-oh-oh
He's for the money
He's for the show
Lido's waitin' for the go
Lido whoa-oh-oh-oh
He said one more job ought to get it
One last shot 'fore we quit it
One more for the road

Lido, whoa-oh-oh-oh
He's for the money
He's for the show
Lido's waitin' for the go
Lido whoa-oh-oh-oh
He said one more job ought to get it
One last shot 'fore we quit it
One more for the road

Will I Ever Tell You? ((aka Lida Rose/Will I Ever Tell You? (by Scott Dreier) - 2003))
From "The Music Man"
Composer(s): Meredith Wilson
First performance by: Barbara Cook - 1957



Barbershop Quartet: 
Lida Rose, I'm home again, Rose
To get the sun back in the sky
Lida Rose, I'm home again, Rose
About a thousand kisses shy

Ding dong ding
I can hear the chapel bell chime
Ding dong ding
At the least suggestion
I'll pop the question

Lida Rose, I'm home again, Rose
Without a sweetheart to my name
Lida Rose, how everyone knows
That I am hoping you're the same

So here is my love song
Not fancy or fine
Lida Rose, oh won't you be....
Mine, Lida Rose, oh Lida Rose
Oh Lida Rose...

Marian:
Dream of now
Dream of then
Dream of a love song
That might have been

Do I love you?
Oh yes, I love you
And I'll bravely tell you
But only when we dream again

Sweet and low
Sweet and low
How sweet that mem'ry
How long ago
Forever
Oh yes, forever
Will I ever tell you?
Oh no

Barbershop Quartet and Marian overlap 
(repeat)

Burgers And Fries
Composer(s): Ben Peters
Performer(s): Charley Pride



Chorus:
Burgers and fries and cherry pies
It was simple and good back then
Walking in the sand hand in hand 
Never thinking that it could end
Making our love with the moon above 
At the drive-in picture show
And it was burgers and fries and cherry pies 
In a world we used to know

Changes come and go, we've had our share I know
Now it seems we don't have time for love anymore
The things we used to say, little things we did each day
Oh I long to do the things that we did before, when it was...

Chorus

Well I'm still the same old me, that's all I'll ever be
I'd like to think that you're the same old you
We lost something down the line that I wish we both could find
Lord I'd like to do the things that we used to do, when it was...

Chorus