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New York City
03:46
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I'll pick you up after night school
Make sure to come running from across that street
Your hair looks nice, your lips are sweet
Let all my boys say I'm a fool
You will soon be bored with me
This thing will be reduced to tears
There ain't no way - no how they're gonna ever turn us around
Not a clue what's up the road
Visors down and radio playing
We'll learn to drive along the way
Big city's always on the go
First it jumps on the gas
Then it hits the brakes
It's easily rubbed the wrong way
There ain't no way - no how they're gonna ever turn us around
We're gonna make it to New York City
Before they tear it down
We're gonna make it to New York City
Before they tear it down
Ain't no turning round, ain't no turning us back
Ain't no turning round, we couldn't afford the gas - anyhow
I need to stop chewing my finger nails
The girl I'm with she ain't the worrying kind
Look at them eyes, they are always smiling
Traffic round here is a disgrace
You just rest your little head upon my thigh
I'll wake you soon as we arrive
There ain't no way - no how they're gonna ever turn us around
We're gonna make it to New York City
Before they tear it down
We're gonna make it to New York City
Before they tear it down
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From Dreams
04:48
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I dreamt I climbed a tree last night
Not even from its highest branch could I see into your mind
I thought I saw you gesturing for me to come inside
On closer look you had moved out of sight
You weren't waving me in, you were waving goodbye
I walked out into this garden full of weeds
I saw men as big as houses, they fell down at your feet
The closer to the honey, the closer to the bees
A dark shape was hiding in the trees
I'll be goddamned if he's taking you from me
I dreamt I had nowhere I belonged
I tried my key on every lock, until it finally broke
I ain't a man of learning, but there's one thing that I know
Come hell or high water I'm taking you home
Now set that bottle down and climb out on this song
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Standup Guy
03:36
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She's all kinds of pretty, right now she's all kinds of mad
Leave it to my cowards lips, to mess up this thing we have
I know I ain't much of a gift, she'll scramble to make things alright
She don't ask for ribbons or bows, just a standup guy
Love don't make a peep, when it's stepped on
But trust and faith - they sigh but once, then they're gone
I can turn away anything, if it don't include a pretty girl's smile
I need to learn to turn on my heels and be a standup guy
See my mouth is a lion's, but my heart is a thief's
What if she finds the truth about me?
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Claudia
04:08
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It's been thirtyfive years today, guess that's still too soon to tell
If we ever even really had a shot, or just made fools of ourselves
Not a day goes by I don't think of how it felt (just to hold you)
Claudia, are we ever gonna say farewell?
I bet you're wondering how I'm doing, wondering where I've gone
I bet you're thinking you could still have, if you could just get me alone
I coulda kept that to myself, baby when was I that strong?
Had I been a guy about it I wouldn't have had to write this song
Out of all the ones that got away - You shoulda got the farthest
Out of all the ones I had to let go off - You sure let go the hardest
Claudia I love you, but Claudia I hate you!
Come out to see me, in your new dress tonight
Paint your whore lips, paint your whore eyes
Act like you can make it work for me, we both know that's a lie
Claudia, when you gonna let me have my goodbye?
Out of all the ones that got away - You shoulda got the farthest
Out of all the ones I had to let go off - You sure let go the hardest
Claudia I love you, but Claudia I hate you!
Am I a cruel cruel fool of a man, to poke at where it hurts?
With my sentimental songs and my misrepresentation of the truth
The way I'll change your name, write an album with lies of your youth
How would I feel, if the shoe was on the other foot?
Claudia, I kinda love you so I don't think i would care that much
Yeah Claudia, I still love you
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Dutch Cassidy Amsterdam, Netherlands
Yes he's Dutch, but he serves up true and raw Americana, as natural as breathing a Nashville breeze. A mix of country, blues, rock'n'roll and folk.
As real as it gets. Songs that'll break your heart or drive you to drink.
www.dutchcassidy.com
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