The Promised Land
Left my home in norfolk, virginia
California on my mind
Straddled that greyhound
And rode it into raleigh
And on across caroline
We stopped in charlotte
But we bypassed rockhill
We never was a minute late
We were ninety miles out of atlanta by sundown
Rolling out of georgia state
Had some motor trouble
That turned into a struggle
Half way cross alabam
That hound broke and left us
All stranded in downtown birmingham
So right away I bought me a through train ticket
Right across mississippi clean
And I was on that special flyer
Out of birmingham
Smoking into new orleans
Someones got to help me get out of louisiana
Just to help me get to houston town
Theres an uncle there who cares a little about me
And he wont let the poor boy down
Sure as youre born
He bought me a silk suit
Put some luggage in my hand
And I woke up high over albuquerque
On a jet to the promised land
Working on a t-bone steak
A la carte
Flying over to the golden state
When the pilot told us that in thirteen minutes
He would have us at the terminal gate
Swing down chariot
Come down easy
Taxi to the terminal dome
Cut your engines
And cool your wings
And let me make it to the telephone
Los angeles give me norfolk, virginia
Tidewater four-ten-o-nine
Tell the folks back home
This is the promised land calling
And the poor boy is on the line
song performed by by James Taylor

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Promised Land
Left my home in Norfolk, Virginia
California on my mind
Straddled that Greyhound
And rode it into Raleigh
And on across Caroline
We stopped in Charlotte
But we bypassed Rockhill
We never was a minute late
We were ninety miles out of Atlanta by sundown
Rolling out of Georgia state
Had some motor trouble
That turned into a struggle
Half way 'cross Alabam
That hound broke and left us
All stranded in downtown Birmingham
So right away I bought me a through train ticket
Right across Mississippi clean
And I was on that Special Flyer
Out of Birmingham
Smoking into New Orleans
Someone's got to help me get out of Louisiana
Just to help me get to Houston town
There's an uncle there who cares a little about me
And he won't let the poor boy down
Sure as you're born
He bought me a silk suit
Put some luggage in my hand
And I woke up high over Albuquerque
On a jet to the Promised Land
Working on a T-Bone steak
A la carte
Flying over to the Golden State
When the pilot told us that in thirteen minutes
He would have us at the terminal gate
Swing down chariot
Come down easy
Taxi to the terminal dome
Cut your engines
And cool your wings
And let me make it to the telephone
Los Angeles give me Norfolk, Virginia
Tidewater four-ten-O-nine
Tell the folks back home
This is the Promised Land calling
And the poor boy is on the line
song performed by by James Taylor

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Promised Land
I left my home in norfolk virginia, california on my mind.
Straddled that greyhound, it rode me past raleigh, and on across caroline.
Stopped in charlotte and bypassed rock hill, and we never was a minute late.
We was ninety miles out of atlanta by sundown, rollin cross the georgia state.
Had motor trouble it turned into a struggle, half way cross alabam,
The hound broke down left us all stranded in downtown birmingham.
Straight off bought me a through train ticket, right across mississippi clean
And I was on the midnight flyer out of birmingham
Smoking into new orleans.
Somebody help me get out of louisiana
Just help me get to houston town.
People are there who care a little bout me
And they wont let the poor boy down.
Sure as she bore me, she bought me a silk suit, put luggage in my hands,
And I woke up high over albuquerque
On a jet to the promised land.
Workin on a t-bone steak a la carte,
Flying over to the golden state;
When the pilot told us in thirteen minutes
Wed be headin in the terminal gate.
Swing low sweet chariot, come down easy
Taxi to the terminal zone;
Cut your engines, cool your wings,
And let me make it to the telephone.
Los angeles give me norfolk virginia,
Tidewater four ten on nine
Tell the folks back home this is the promised land callin
And the poor boys on the line.
song performed by by Grateful Dead

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Promised Land
Promised land
(words & music by chuck berry)
I left my home in norfolk virginia
California on my mind
I straddled that greyhound
And rode into raleigh
And on across caroline
We had motor trouble that turn into a struggle
Halfway across alabam
And that hound broke down and left us all stranded
In downtown birmingham
Right away I brought me a through train ticket
Ridin across mississippi clean
And I was on that midnight flyer out of birmingham
Smoking into new orleans
Somebody help me get out of louisiana
Just to help me get to houston town
There are people there who care a little about me
And they wont let the poor boy down
Sure as youre born brought me a silk suit
Put luggage in my hand
And I woke up high over alburquerque
On a jet to the promised land
Working on a t-bone steak a la carte
Flying over to the golden state
Ah when the pilot told us in thirteen minutes
He would set us at the terminal gate
Swing low chariot come down easy
Taxi to the terminal zone
Cut your engines and cool your wings
And let me make it to the telephone
Los angeles give me norfolk virginia
Tidewater four ten o nine
Tell the folks back home this is the promised land calling
And the poor boy is on the line
Working on a t-bone steak a la carte
Flying over to the golden state
Ah when the pilot told us in thirteen minutes
He would set us at the terminal gate
Swing low chariot come down easy
Taxi to the terminal zone
Cut your engines and cool your wings
And let me make it to the telephone
Los angeles give me norfolk virginia
Tidewater four ten o nine
Tell the folks back home this is the promised land calling
And the poor boy is on the line
song performed by by Elvis Presley

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The Promised Land
I left my home in norfolk, virginia, california on my mind
I straddled that greyhound and rode him into raleigh, and on across caroline
I had motor trouble that turned into a struggle, halfway across alabama
And that hound broke down and left me all stranded in downtown birmingham
Right away I bought me a through train ticket, ridin across mississippi clean
And I was on the midnight flyer out of birmingham, smokin into new orleans
Somebody helped me get out of louisiana, just to help me get to houston town
There are people there who care a little bout me
And they wont let a poor boy down
Sure as youre born, they bought me a silk suit, they put luggage in my hand
And I woke up high over albuquerque on a jet to the promised land
Workin on a t-bone steak, I had a party flyin over to the golden state
When the pilot told me in thirteen minutes
He would get us at the terminal zone
Swing low, chariot, come down easy, taxi to the terminal zone
Cut your engines and cool your wings, and let me make it to the telephone
Los angeles, give me norfolk, virginia, tidewater 41009
And tell the folks back home this is the promised land callin
And the poor boys on the line
(repeats 2x)
And tell the folks back home this is the promised land callin
And their big boys on the line
song performed by by Meat Loaf

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Birmingham
Got a wife, got a family
Earn my livin with my hand
Im a roller in a steel mill
In downtown birmingham
My daddy was a barber
And a most unsightly man
He was born in tuscaloosa
But he died right here in birmingham
Chorus
Birmingham, birmingham
The greatest city in alabam
You can travel cross this entire land
But theres no place like birmingham
Wifes named mary
But shes called marie
We live in a three room house
With a pepper tree
I work all day in the factory
Thats alright with me
Got a big black dog
Whose name is dan
Lives in my backyard in birmingham
He is the meanest dog in alabam
Get em dan
Chorus
song performed by by Randy Newman

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Dixie Flyer
I was born right here, november 43
My dad was a captain in the army
Fighting the germans in sicily.
My poor little momma
Didnt know a soul in l.a.
So we went down to the union station and made our getaway.
Got on the dixie flyer bound for new orleans
Across the state of texas to the land of dreams.
On the dixie flyer bound for new orleans
Back to her friends and her family in the land of dreams.
Her own mother came to meet us at the station,
Her dress as black as a crow in a coal mine
She cried when her little girl got off the train.
Her brothers and her sisters drove down from jackson, mississippi
In a great green hudson driven by a gentile they knew.
Drinkin rye whiskey from a flask in the back seat
Tryin to do like the gentiles do
Christ, they wanted to be gentiles, too.
Who wouldnt down there, wouldnt you?
An american christian, God damn!
On the dixie flyer bound for new orleans
Back to her friends and her family in the land of dreams
On the dixie flyer bound for new orleans
Across the state of texas to the land of dreams
Across the state of texas to the land of dreams.
song performed by by Randy Newman

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Birmingham Blues
Working on the road across this great big world
Ive been rolling like a stone, I never get back home
Yes, Ive been long-gone
And boy, Ive got the birmingham blues.
Been across the ocean to the south sea isles
Yeah, I travelled to the east and west for mile and miles and miles
And Ive been long-gone
And boy, Ive got the birmingham blues.
Chorus:
Across the world Ive seen
People and places
Could be the same
But with a different name.
I wouldnt change the things I do for anything
But Id just like to hear the message of the streets again
Give me a ticket
Cause boy, Ive got the birmingham blues.
It may be kind of homely but it sure is sweet
Industrial revolution put it on its feet
But its a long, long way
Boy, Ive got the birmingham blues.
Repeat chorus
Ill go and stay awhile and all the folks I meet
Theyll say you wont stay long, you got them travelling feet
Youll soon be long-gone
cos boy, you got the rest of the world blues!
Repeat chorus
Repeat chorus
song performed by by Electric Light Orchestra

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Going Nowhere Slow
Got the mike in my hand but can I make you understand
That a-hole bands have a-hole fans
Bloodhound's the name and the Gang's to blame
Like Chan n' Chin the Siamese twins it's one in the same
So fame ain't gonna live forever
Never worrying about dying cause it can't be any better
But whatever happens to happen always happens for the worst
And if the worst is yet to happen I hope it happens to you first
So hello Joe what do you know?
Heard ya just got back from a Bloodhound show
Did you do the Batussi or did you do the Hustle?
Did you do the Flamin' Waffle or the Super Bowl Shuffle?
No matter what you did you're gonna be amused
If you were not entertained you did not drink enough booze
If ya get your eyes a'fuzzin' then we'll get your ears a'buzzin'
Cause we play around the world you play around with your cousin
Bloodhound boys
Bloodhound girls
Bloodhound noise
Bloodhound world
Rock on rock on do it dusk til' dawn
Anywhere we go everywhere we've gone
Don't matter what town what state what show
Hell-bound Bloodhound going nowhere slow
We rock Philadelphia Baltimore Las Vegas Indianapolis
Louisville Atlanta New Orleans and Minneapolis
Houston Tucson Phoenix Buffalo
Tulsa Mobile Albuquerque Wichita and Orlando
Portland Salt Lake City Memphis Washington D.C.
Charlotte Oklahoma City Little Rock and Milwuakee
Cleveland Tampa Norfolk Dallas Raleigh Hartford Cincinatti
Boston Nashville Kansas City Chattanooga and Miami
Honolulu Richmond Austin Pittsburgh San Antonio
Baton Rouge and Anchorage and Birmingham and Toledo
Denver Detroit Dayton Spokane Fresno
And Jacksonville Colombus Springfield New York Sacramento
Los Angeles St. Paul St. Louis San Francisco
Madison Knoxville Seattle San Jose and San Diego
Jackson Omaha Des Moines Boise Providence Chicago
But no where in New Jersey that's the only place we won't go
Bloodhound boys
Bloodhound girls
Bloodhound noise
Bloodhound world
Rock on rock on do it dusk til' dawn
Anywhere we go everywhere we've gone
Don't matter what town what state what show
Hell-bound Bloodhound going nowhere slow
Rock on rock on do it dusk til' dawn
Anywhere we go everywhere we've gone
Don't matter what town what state what show
Hell-bound Bloodhound going nowhere slow
song performed by by Bloodhound Gang from One Fierce Beer Coaster

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Nowhere Slow
Got the mike in my hand but can I make you understand
That a-hole bands have a-hole fans
Bloodhound's the name and the Gang's to blame
Like Chan n' Chin the Siamese twins it's one in the same
So fame ain't gonna live forever
Never worrying about dying cause it can't be any better
But whatever happens to happen always happens for the worst
And if the worst is yet to happen I hope it happens to you
first
So hello Joe what do you know?
Heard ya just got back from a Bloodhound show
Did you do the Batussi or did you do the Hustle?
Did you do the Flamin' Waffle or the Super Bowl Shuffle?
No matter what you did you're gonna be amused
If you were not entertained you did not drink enough booze
If ya get your eyes a'fuzzin' then we'll get your ears
a'buzzin'
Cause we play around the world you play around with your
cousin
Bloodhound boys
Bloodhound girls
Bloodhound noise
Bloodhound world
Rock on rock on do it dusk til' dawn
Anywhere we go everywhere we've gone
Don't matter what town what state what show
Hell-bound Bloodhound going nowhere slow
We rock Philadelphia Baltimore Las Vegas Indianapolis
Louisville Atlanta New Orleans and Minneapolis
Houston Tucson Phoenix Buffalo
Tulsa Mobile Albuquerque Wichita and Orlando
Portland Salt Lake City Memphis Washington D.C.
Charlotte Oklahoma City Little Rock and Milwuakee
Cleveland Tampa Norfolk Dallas Raleigh Hartford Cincinatti
Boston Nashville Kansas City Chattanooga and Miami
Honolulu Richmond Austin Pittsburgh San Antonio
Baton Rouge and Anchorage and Birmingham and Toledo
Denver Detroit Dayton Spokane Fresno
And Jacksonville Colombus Springfield New York Sacramento
Los Angeles St. Paul St. Louis San Francisco
Madison Knoxville Seattle San Jose and San Diego
Jackson Omaha Des Moines Boise Providence Chicago
But no where in New Jersey that's the only place we won't go
Bloodhound boys
Bloodhound girls
Bloodhound noise
Bloodhound world
Rock on rock on do it dusk til' dawn
Anywhere we go everywhere we've gone
Don't matter what town what state what show
Hell-bound Bloodhound going nowhere slow
song performed by by Bloodhound Gang

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Silver Dollar Forger
Swingin my sweet chariot low
Gotta make it home to georgia
Excise lawman on my trail
Im a silver dollar forger
I see a road block on my right
Engine take me through the night
Gotta make it home to the arms of my sweet baby.
Twenty miles from that georgia state
I can hear the sirens wailing
If only I can cross that line
And leave the police trailing
I see a red light at my rear
Now Im sweatin cold steel fear
Gotta make it home to the arms of my sweet baby.
Im tired of all this running
Hiding from the light
I want to walk out in the sun
Ill soon be home I can see the clay
Ill soon be in atlanta
If only I can hold that line
I can live just how I want to
I see the state line in my lights
Engine take me through the night
Gotta make it home to the arms of my sweet baby.
(copyright 1974 mountain/carlin music)
song performed by by Nazareth

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Leave Virginia Alone
Well I've Seen her
Down the alley
And over the hill
To steel her away
She was as hot as
Georgia asphalt
When the aircraft came
To adore her brain
So leave Virginia alone
Leave Virginia alone
She's not like you
And me
She's not like you
And me
You should've seen her
Back in the city
Poetry and jewels
Broke all the rules
She was as high as
A Georgia palm tree
*So Leave Virginia alone
Leave Virginia alone
She's not like you
And me
She's not like you
And me
Some sunny day
When the h... of times have
Gone farewell
You'll understand
Why it was so hard
To run away
To run away
She's a loser
She's a forgiver
She still finds good
When no one could
You want her
More than money
Cadillac can rust
Diamond and dust
(*Repeat)
Ah, yeah
Leave Virginia alone
Leave Virginia alone
She's not like you
And me
She's not like you
And me
Ah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah ,...
La, la, la, leave her alone
Oh, Virginia
Oh, Virginia
Leave her alone
song performed by by Rod Stewart

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California
Sitting in a park in Paris, France
Reading the news and it sure looks bad
They won't give peace a chance
That was just a dream some of us had
Still a lot are left to see
But I wouldn't want to stay here
It's too old and cold and settled in its ways here
Oh, but california
California I'm coming home
I'm going to see the folks I dig
I'll even kiss a sunset pig
California I'm coming home
I met a redneck on a Grecian isle
Who did the goat dance very well
He gave me back my smile
But he kept my camera to sell
Oh the rogue, the red red rogue
He cooked good omelettes and stews
And I might have stayed on with him there
But my heart cried out for you, California
California I'm coming home
Oh make me feel good rock'n roll band
I'm your biggest fan
California, I'm coming home
Chorus:
Oh it gets so lonely
When you're walking
And the streets are full of strangers
All the news of home you read
Just gives you the blues
Just gives you the blues
So I bought me a ticket
I caught a plane to Spain
Went to a party down a red dirt road
There were lots of pretty people there
Reading rolling stone, reading vogue
They said, how long can you hang around?
I said a week, maybe two,
Just until my skin turns brown
Then I'm going home to California
California I'm coming home
Will you take me as I am
Strung out on another man
California I'm coming home
I'm coming home
I'm coming home
I'm coming home
Yeah
Take me as I am
Will you
Will you
song performed by by Wilson Phillips

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California
Sitting in a park in paris, france
Reading the news and it sure looks bad
They wont give peace a chance
That was just a dream some of us had
Still a lot of lands to see
But I wouldnt want to stay here
Its too old and cold and settled in its ways here
Oh, but california
California Im coming home
Im going to see the folks I dig
Ill even kiss a sunset pig
California Im coming home
I met a redneck on a grecian isle
Who did the goat dance very well
He gave me back my smile
But he kept my camera to sell
Oh the rogue, the red red rogue
He cooked good omelettes and stews
And I might have stayed on with him there
But my heart cried out for you, california
Oh california Im coming home
Oh make me feel good rockn roll band
Im your biggest fan
California, Im coming home
Chorus:
Oh it gets so lonely
When youre walking
And the streets are full of strangers
All the news of home you read
Just gives you the blues
Just gives you the blues
So I bought me a ticket
I caught a plane to spain
Went to a party down a red dirt road
There were lots of pretty people there
Reading rolling stone, reading vogue
They said, how long can you hang around?
I said a week, maybe two,
Just until my skin turns brown
Then Im going home to california
California Im coming home
Oh will you take me as I am
Strung out on another man
California Im coming home
Chorus:
Oh it gets so lonely
When youre walking
And the streets are full of strangers
All the news of home you read
More about the war
And the bloody changes
Oh will you take me as l am?
Will you take me as l am?
Will you?
song performed by by Joni Mitchell

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New Jersey Is My Home
Im proud new jersey is my home
Yeah said Im proud now new jersey is my home
Well theyre breaking out the tractors to build more interstates
Theyre moving out my neighbors all across the garden state
Im proud new jersey is my home
Yeah said Im proud now new jersey is my home
Theyre closing all the factories making people lose their jobs
While the fat cats get rich living high upon the hog
Im proud new jersey is my home
Yeah said Im proud now new jersey is my home
Yeah theyre grooving down at freehold this birds left in line (? )
? aint what the people had in mind
Im proud new jersey is my home
Yeah said Im proud now new jersey is my home
Im proud new jersey is my home
Yeah so proud that new jersey is my home
Yes were not gonna take it gonna make that final stand
cuz you know we aint ever gonna let them destroy the promised land
Yeah, yeah, yeah
New jersey is my home
New jersey is my home
New jersey is my home and I like it
Yeah Im going down the garden state parkway Im passing my hometowns
Im going here to get my friends gonna mess around this town
Yeah, yeah
song performed by by Bruce Springsteen

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One Road
Time...is the enemy of a young mans dreams
Im stranded...in the heartland, or so it seems
Im hitching a ride for a chance at the good life
Ill have my own place. out on fifth avenue
Im leavin this time gonna walk on that fine line
Ill be the first one who finally breaks through
One road to the promised land
I have to get there any way I can
One road to the promised land
Gonna find out just who I am
Freedom...do you know what I mean
Flatlands...are all Ive ever seen
Stuck in a small town where you live, then you die
Aint nothin but fools workin nine until five
Ill sleep in the subways till I get what I need
Im not gonna stay here, just lie here and bleed
One road to the promised land
Im gonna get there any way I can
One road to the promised land
Show the world just who I am
One road to the promised land
I thought by now Id be a different man
One road to the promised land
Guess I found out...just who I am
song performed by by Toto

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Swing Down Sweet Chariot
(arranged and adapted by elvis presley)
Why dont you swing down sweet chariot
Stop and let me ride
Swing down chariot
Stop and let me ride
Rock me lord, rock me lord
Calm and easy
Well Ive got a home on the other side
Why dont you swing down sweet chariot
Stop and let me ride
Swing down chariot
Stop and let me ride
Rock me lord, rock me lord
Calm and easy
Well Ive got a home on the other side
Well, well, well, well, well, well
Ezekial went down in the middle of a field
He saw an angel workin on a chariot wheel
Wasnt so particular bout the chariot wheel
Just wanted to see how a chariot feel
Why dont you swing down sweet chariot
Stop and let me ride
Swing down chariot
Stop and let me ride
Rock me lord, rock me lord
Calm and easy
Well Ive got a home on the other side
Well, well, well ezekial went down and he got on board
Chariot went a bumpin on down the road
Zeke wasnt so particular bout the bumpin of the road
Just wanted to lay down his heavy load
Why dont you swing down sweet chariot
Stop and let me ride
Swing down chariot
Stop and let me ride
Rock me lord, rock me lord
Calm and easy
Well Ive got a home on the other side
Well I got a father in the promised land
Aint no more stoppin till I shake his hand
Rock me lord, rock me lord
Calm and easy
Ive got a home on the other side
Why dont you swing down sweet chariot
Stop and let me ride
Swing down chariot
Stop and let me ride
Rock me lord, rock me lord
Calm and easy
Well Ive got a home on the other side
song performed by by Elvis Presley

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When Jesus Left Birmingham
When jesus left birmingham
All the disciples went crazy
When jesus left birmingham
All the people went completely nuts
They all busted out on a wild night
Riding high on a golden calf
When jesus left birmingham
All the people had themselves a big long laugh
Well my girl, shes a walker
And she can talk herself out of any mess
My girl, she dont pray
But somehow she seems still to be blessed
And when those crazy nights come callin
Man, shell dance on the tables
Like all of the rest
When my girl left birmingham
She was doing what she thought was best
Its all free on the inside
I passed a very uncomfortable feeling last night
Save us right now, we need you...
To hell with all the lies and liars
Recovery, recovery, I dont know about any recovery
Inside, gotta get inside
Inside
I see myself with a rosary
Im in a garden and Im talking to myself
I aint sayin much worth repeating
Just askin for forgiveness and all of his best
When those crazy nights come callin
Man, Im just as human as I can be
When jesus left birmingham
He left it there for you and me
When jesus left birmingham
He left it there for you and me
So let it rock, let it roll
Let the Bible belt come and save my soul
(repeat out.)
song performed by by John Mellencamp

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Orleans
My sister was named Orleans
After the town where she was born,
Dear Orleans, my best friend,
A little girl with hazel eyes,
Dear Orleans, please don’t cry,
Hold my hand and stay with me,
And never say good bye.
My sister grew up beautiful
Like so many little girls do,
My sister Orleans, late one night,
Danced with a man named Lou.
Dear Orleans, please come home,
Mama and daddy and I
Are waiting here for you.
My sister never came home that night,
And daddy called the law,
Mama paced the floor till dawn
And wrung her hands till they were raw,
Dear Orleans, we waited till
The police came to our house
And told us what they saw.
My sister had been ravished bad
And left to die alone.
The man called Lou had fled the town
And by morning he was gone.
Dear Orleans, thank God you lived,
Though you’ll never be the same,
At least you’re safe at home.
My sister Orleans grew a life
Conceived through hate and fear;
We tried to hide it from the town
But soon it became clear.
Dear Orleans, hid her shame
As day by day she swelled
And the baby’s birth drew near.
My sister thrashed and cried in bed
On the day the sun was high;
She begged for mercy and release
Till we heard the infant cry
Dear Orleans, reached out for him
I wrapped him in a towel
And watched her baby die.
poem by Caroline Misner

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California
I remember I was in the tanning salon
When I heard that river phoenix was gone
They say that only the good die young
But that aint true where I come from
California...california
It took a lot for me to say
I want to walk away, la
From the sharks and the chardonnay
In california...california
4 in the morning we were in our beds
The swaying palm trees above our heads
Woke up to a primal rumbling sound
When the northridge quake ripped open the
Ground
California...california
It took a lot for me to say
I want to walk away la
From the sharks and the chardonnay
In california... in california
Golden state, Im back in the golden state
Golden state of mind
Golden state, Im back in the golden state
Golden state of mind
It took a lot for me to say
I want to walk away la
From the sharks and the chardonnay
In california... in california
Walk, walk away
I remember I was in the tanning salon
When I heard that river phoenix was gone...
song performed by by Belinda Carlisle

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Treetop Flyer
[transcribed by sean c]
By stephen stills(? )
I could be a rambler from the seven dials
I dont pay taxes cause I never file
I dont do bidness that dont make me smile
I love my aeroplane cause shes got style
Im a treetop flyer
Treetop flyer
I fly any cargo that you can pay to run
The bush league pilots, they just cant get the job done
Youve got to fly down the canyon, dont never see the sun
Theres no such thing as an easy run
Im a treetop flyer
Treetop flyer
I fly low, Im in high demand
Go 15 feet over the rio grande
I blow the mesquite right up off the sand
Im seldon seen, specially when I land
Im a treetop flyer
Born survivor
Now people been askin me whered you learn to fly that way
Was over in vietnam, chasin the nva
The government taught me, and they taught me right
Stay down below the treeline and youll be alright
Im a treetop flyer
Born survivor
So Im comin home, Im runnin low and fast
Promised my woman this is gonna be my last
I get the ship down, I tie her fast
And then some old boy wakes up, and he says, hey son,
Wanna make some fast cash?
Im a treetop flyer
Well theres things I am
And theres things I am not
Yes Im a smuggler and I could get shot
I aint gonna die, I aint going to get caught
You see Im a flying fool, and this aeroplane is, whoo, hot
Im a treetop flyer
Born survivor
Workin alone
song performed by by Jimmy Buffett

Submitted by Lucian Velea
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