The Guess Who
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These Eyes
These eyes cry every night for you
These arms long to hold
you again
The hurtin's on me, yeah
But I will never be free, no, my baby,
no, no
You gave a promise to me, yeah
And you broke it, you broke it, oh,
no
These eyes watched you bring my world to an end
This heart
could not accept and pretend
The hurtin's on me, yeah
But I will never be
free, no, no, no
You took the vow with me, yeah
And you spoke it, you
spoke it, babe
These eyes are cryin'
These eyes have seen a lot of loves
But they're never gonna see another one like I had with you
These eyes are cryin'
These eyes have seen a lot of loves
But they're never gonna see another one like I had with you
These eyes are cryin'
These eyes have seen a lot of loves
But they're never gonna see another one like I had with you
These eyes cry every night for you
These arms, these arms
long to hold you, hold you again, ahh
These eyes are cryin'
These eyes have seen a lot of loves
But they're never gonna see another one like I had with you
These eyes are cryin'
These eyes have seen a lot of loves
But they're never gonna see another one like I had with you
These eyes are cryin'
These eyes have seen a lot of loves
But they're never gonna see another one like I had with you
These eyes are cryin'
These eyes have seen a lot of loves
But they're never gonna see another one like I had with you
Baby, baby, baby,
baby
Friends Of Mine
Friends of mine don't have the time
For food or wine
Just money is on their minds
Life is sweet
On a one-way street
They're indiscrete
And funny, they'll never meet
B-bay-b-bay-b-bay-b-bay-bay-baby...
I gotta get a two-ton truck
I gotta get a two-ton truck
I gotta get a two-ton truck
I gotta get a two-ton truck
I gotta do it to a
duck on a two-ton truck and fade away like Ron Rene
All right, all right
You got the magical mystery tour
You got the magical
mystery tour
You got the magical mystery tour
You got the magical mystery
tour
And Kurt is the Walrus
And Kurt is the Walrus
And the
Walrus does funny things to the veins in his left arm
All right
And Michael is now a father, all right
And Michael is now a
proud father, all right
And my good friend Michael is now a proud father
And Michael is now a father, all right
And that means Michael's wife is a
mother, all right
Up the 13 steps of the gallows walked the condemned man
And
time passes very quickly when death is near
After having completed the first
step, the condemned man knew there were but 12 left
Before he would meet
death and his soul would leave his body
And after having completed the 13
steps the condemned man was met by a giant cloaked figure
And with a quick
flick of the wrist the man was dead
And his soul left his body and went down
down down
To a place we laughingly refer to as hell
But none of us will
ever go there because we're all far too groovy
The man's body was left to rot
on the gallows
And a great multitude of black birds came and picked the man's
corpse apart
Piece by piece
Limb by limb
Until nothing remained
And
his blood melted into the ground below
The gallows was made from a tree created by God
The man's
blood dripped into the ground which was created by God
Even the giant cloaked
figure which was the man's own end was created by God
Even the man's soul
which went down was created by God
Even the black birds which picked the
man's corpse apart were created by God
AND WHERE WAS GOD?
In Flanders Fields the poppies grow
between the crosses row
on row
to mark the dead
To Flanders Fields the hippies go
to smoke the poppies
there below
and feed their heads
And they're all friends of mine, each and every one of them,
no better or no worse
And we'll probably end up down there together when it's
all over
And that's why we say
b-bay-b-bay-b-bay-b-bay-b-baby ...
It's all over and it's all right.
Maple Fudge
Miss Fudge is only waiting for a man to come her way
she
has been waiting 80 years for Mr. Maple but he doesn't know that she is waiting
too
it's nothing new
Mr. Maple gets up early every morning cooks his breakfast all
alone the house is cold
He needs a woman's hand to comfort him in his
reclining years
He overhears
The people on the street they pass him by and sort of snicker
In his younger years he should have been a little quicker
For in the hand of
someone he could love but who's to judge
If he'll ever have a meeting with
Miss Fudge
Miss Fudge's hopes were fading that a man would come her way
She had been darning no ones socks and when the years crept up her misery
Just slowly pushed her on
And now she's gone
Mr Maple's life alone was just too much for him to bear
And
in his heart he knew there'd never be someone to comfort him at times he cried
And then he died
But everything is better now
They're both at last together
The question now is answered for all those who wondered whether
They each at
last had found a friend and if they did misjudge
Their tombstones side by
side read Maple Fudge
No Time
No time left for you
On my way to better things
No time
left for you
I'll find myself some wings
No time left for you
Distant
roads are calling me
No time left for you
Mm-da, mm-da, mm-da, mm-da,
mm-da
No time for a summer friend
No time for the love you send
Seasons change and so did I
You need not wonder why
You need not wonder
why
There's no time left for you
No time left for you
No time left for you
On my way to better things
No time
left for you
I found myself some wings
No time left for you
Distant
roads are calling me
No time left for you
Mm-day, mm-gay, mm-day, mm-gay,
mm-day
No time for a gentle rain
No time for my watch and chain
No time for revolving doors
No time for the killing floor
No time for the
killing floor
There's no time left for you
No time left for you
No time for a summer friend
No time for the love you send
Seasons change and so did I
You need not wonder why
You need not wonder
why
There's no time left for you
No time left for you
No time, no time, no time, no time
No time, no time, no
time, no time
I got, got, got, got no time
I got, got, got, got no time
I got, got, got, got no time
No, no, no, no, no, no, no time
No, no, no,
no, no, no, no time
I got, got, got, got no time
No, no, no, no, no, no,
no, no, no
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no time
I got no time, got no time,
got no time, no time, got no time
Got no time, got no time
Undun
She's come undone
She didn't know what she was headed for
And when I found what she was headed for
It was too late
She's come undone
She found a mountain that was far too
high
And when she found out she couldn't fly
It was too late
It's too late
She's gone too far
She's lost the sun
She's come undone
She wanted truth, but all she got was
lies
Came the time to realize
And it was too late
She's come undone
She didn't know what she was headed for
And when I found what she was headed for
Mama, it was too late
It's too late
She's gone too far
She's lost the sun
She's come undone
No-na-na, no-na-na, no-na-na
Too many mountains and not enough stairs to climb
Too many
churches and not enough truth
Too many people and not enough eyes to see
Too many lives to lead and not enough time
It's too late
She's gone too far
She's lost the sun
She's come undone
Doe-doe-doe-doe-doe, doe, un-doe-doe-doe, un-doe-doe-doe
Doe doe-doe-doe-doe, un-doe-doe-doe, doe-doe-doe
Doe doe-doe-doe, doe,
doe-doe-doe, doe, doe
It's too late
She's gone too far
She's lost the sun
She's come undone
She didn't know what she was headed for
And when I found what she was headed for
It was too late
She's come undone
She found a mountain that was far too
high
And when she found out she couldn't fly
Mama, it was too late
It's too late
She's gone too far
She's lost the sun
She's come undone
No, no-no-no-no-no, no
Doe, doe, doe-doe
Old Joe
He comes home after working for so many many years
Lays
down weary on his bed
So many worries, broken dreams and fears, hurting
things that people said.
Is there something you could do for him right now if you were
there?
Is there some kind word that you would say to him if you were there?
He don't remember mama
His mama never saw his face
The
wounds he suffered from an angry, bitter world
Are something time cannot
erase
Is there something you could do for him right now if you were
there?
Is there some kind word that you would say to him if you were there?
American Woman
American woman gonna mess your mind
American woman, she
gonna mess your mind
Mm, American woman gonna mess your mind
Mm, American
woman gonna mess your mind
Say A
Say M
Say E
Say R
Say I
C
Say A
N, mm
American woman gonna mess your mind
Mm, American woman
gonna mess your mind
Uh, American woman gonna mess your mind
Uh!
American woman, stay away from me
American woman, mama, let
me be
Don't come a-hangin' around my door
I don't wanna see your face no
more
I got more important things to do
Than spend my time growin' old with
you
Now woman, I said stay away
American woman, listen what I say
American woman, get away from me
American woman, mama, let
me be
Don't come a-knockin' around my door
Don't wanna see your shadow no
more
Coloured lights can hypnotize
Sparkle someone else's eyes
Now
woman, I said get away
American woman, listen what I say, hey
American woman, said get away
American woman, listen what I
say
Don't come a-hangin' around my door
Don't wanna see your face no more
I don't need your war machines
I don't need your ghetto scenes
Coloured
lights can hypnotize
Sparkle someone else's eyes
Now woman, get away from
me
American woman, mama, let me be
Go, gotta get away, gotta get away
Now go go go
I'm
gonna leave you, woman
Gonna leave you, woman
Bye-bye
Bye-bye
Bye-bye
Bye-bye
You're no good for me
I'm no good for you
Gonna look
you right in the eye
Tell you what I'm gonna do
You know I'm gonna leave
You know I'm gonna go
You know I'm gonna leave
You know I'm gonna go,
woman
I'm gonna leave ya, woman
Goodbye, American woman...
Talisman
Trinket worn with colours matching saddened eyes has lost its
magic touch
People from a distant hill have crossed an ever-stretching sea of
sand
Artificial flowers cannot die for life within them is illusion
Talisman, talisman grace my hand
Talisman grace my hand.
Figures made of pedigrees control the non-existent soul of
John Smith
Walk the creature let it run but slacken not the rope to which
it's bound
Ships in bottles cannot sail and neither can a tombstone kill a
feather
Talisman, talisman grace my hand
Talisman grace my hand.
Kings are nothing more without the glory and the wealth behind
their thinking
Let me feel the choice of seeing dawn or setting sun before I
die
Myriads of painted faces rush behind the eye of the uncertain
Talisman, talisman grace my hand
Talisman grace my hand.
[Recitative]
Let me live only to do
And let me do only
to live
My steel image comes with the sun
And that's where it slumbers
now.
Talisman, talisman grace my hand
Talisman grace my hand.
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László Zoltán 2014
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