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Verse 3:Last night I played a gig in Salzburg, outside in the pouring rainLast night I played a gig in Salzburg, outside in the pouring rainFlew from there to Montreux, and my heaÍ was filled with'pàin.
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Verse 4:Look out my windo'w, back at the way things areLook out my window pane, back at the way things areJust wonder how, how did things ever get this far?
Verse 5:Vince Taylor used to live here, nobody's ever heard of himVfurce Taylor used to live here, nobody's heard of him, ain't that a shame?Just who he was, just where he fits in.
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Verse 6:He was goin' down Geneva, give him a helping handHe was goin' down Geneva, give him a helping handIt wasn't easy living on the exile plan.
Verse 7:Vince Taylor used to live here, nobody's even heard of himVince, Vince Taylor lives here, nobody's even heard of himJust who he was, just where he fits in.
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Verse 3:And I'm looking for the silver lining, silver lining in the cloudsAld I'm searching for, and I'm searching for the philosophers stone.
Verse 4:Ald it's a hard road, it's a hard road daddy-oWlrcn my job is tuming lead into gold-
Verse 5:He was born in the back street, born in the back saeet Jelly Ro1lI'm on the road again, and I'm searching for the philosopheÍs stone.
Verse 6:Can you hear that engine, woe can you hear that engine drone?Well, I'm on the road again and I'm searching for, searching for the philosophers stone.
Verse 7:Up in the moming, up in the moming when the stre€ts are white with snowIt's a haÍd Íoad, it's a hard road, daddy-o.
Verse 8:Up in the moming, up in the moming out on the jobWell, you've got me searching for, searching for the philosophem stone.
Verse 9:Even my best ftiends, even my best friends they don't knowThat my job is tuming lead into gold.
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I'm on the road again, and I'm searching for the philosophers stone.
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Verse 5:ln the lonely, dead of midnightIn the dimness of the twilightIf you meet me, by the lamplightI '11be around.
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WHEN THE LEAVES COME FALLING DOWNWords & llusic by Van l'lorrison
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Verse 4:And as I'm looking at the colour of the leaves, in your handAs we're listening to Chet Baker on the beach, in the sand'When
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Verse 3: Verse 7:Thank God the dark nights are drawing in again Far away from thejealousy factor'Cos high summer has got me down And everything that was tearing him apartI'll wait till the end of August Far away from the organ grinderAnd get off this merry-go-round. And everyone that played their pa .
Verse 4: Verse 8:And they shut him out of Paradise And they shut him out of paradiseCalled him Lucifer and frowned Called him Lucifer and frownedHe took pride in what God made him 'Cos he took pride in what God made himEven before the angels shot him down to the ground. Even before the angels shot him to the ground
Verse 5: verse 9:He's a light out of the darkness He's a light out of the darknessAnd he wears a starry crown And he wears a starry crownIfyou she him, nothing will shake him Ifyou see him nothings shaken'Cos high summer has got him low down. 'Cos high summer's got him low down.
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REMINDS ME OF YOUWords & llusic by Van Morrison
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NEW BIOGRAPHYWords & lYusic by Van Morrison
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Verse 3:Reinvented all the stodes they knowGive them all a different slantWhat is it that they're really looking for?Just a hobby on the intemet?
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In the wee midnight hour I was parking my car ï r: i. : r t : :In this dimly-lit towÍr 490.' ÊC l: :
I was attacked by two thugs, who took me for a mug !i;--.' ' .-And shoved me down on the groundAnd they pulled out a knife, and I fought my way upAs they scarpered from the sceneWell this is no New YoÍk street, and there's no Bobby on the beatAnd things ain'tjust what they seem
And I'm taking in the Indian SummerAnd I'm soaking it up in my mindAnd I'm pretendiÍrg that it's pa&diseOn a golden autumn day, on a golden autumn dayOn a golden autumn day, on a golden autumn day.
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Verse 4:Who would think this could happen in a city like thisAmong Blake's green and pleasant hills?And we must remember, as we go through SeptemberAmong these dark satanic millsIf there's such a thing as justice I could take them out and flog themIn the neaÍest green fieldAnd it might be a lesson to the bleeders of the systemIn this whole society.
And I'm taking in the Indian summerAnd I'm soaking it up in my mindAnd I'm pretending like it's paradiseOn a golden autumr day, on a golden autuml dayOn a golden autumn day, on a golden autumn day e1c.
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