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Yours To Lose
04:09
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Hold on, change is coming soon
Only when you least expect it to
Where I come from, we've got different views
Fooled me, thought we had it made
Feel that golden sunshine on your face
Where we come from, we move different ways
The game was only meant to entertain
Or is there more than meets the eye
Well, save your opinion, honey, how can you win it
If you sit here and never try
So go open the door and show 'em all why
Let it roll, let it roll, let it roll right out the door
Let her fall, let her fall, let her fall right through the floor
Let him sink like a stone; to the promised land we go
When they turn their gold to greed it's yours to lose
Fooled me, thought we might escape
Can you feel that golden sunshine on your face
Where we come from, we move different ways
The game was only meant to entertain
And I've got nothing left to say
Such a simple illusion designed to confuse 'em
I'm sure there'll be hell to pay
So go open the door and show 'em all the way
Let it roll, let it roll, let it roll right out the door
Let her fall, let her fall, let her fall right through the floor
Let him sink like a stone; to the promised land we go
When they turn their gold to greed it's yours to lose
Well, his momma's angry
And her daddy cries
Fold 'em, take 'em away
We all get blue, or we fly to the moon
Remember it's never too late to choose
Let it roll, let it roll, let it roll right out the door
Let her fall, let her fall, let her fall right through the floor
Let him sink like a stone; to the promised land we go
When they turn their gold to greed it's yours to lose
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Tried & True
03:00
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I can't tell you where we went wrong
The queen of diamonds said the magic's gone
She was the best dressed girl that I'd ever seen
Oh, she wore a long red gown
And it brought me to my knees
When we left Kentucky for the Napa vines
Traded my bourbon for a bottle of wine
I took a one look back, as far as I could see
Oh, she had a velvet like finish
That could sweep you off your feet
How does it feel when you're walking into the room
How does it feel when all their eyes turn to you
How does it feel when the music stops playing in tune
Gotta see it to believe it tried and true
Wave goodbye
to a cold, cold bitter fight
Oh, sweet and dry
We don't see it, no, we don't see it
Eye to eye, goodbye
We'll always be here the same time every night
Hold tight, it's all sleight of hand
'Til the queen of hearts arrives
I can't tell ya where we went wrong
You go your way, I'll move on
Still the best dressed girl that I'd ever seen
Oh, brown hair to her ankles
And it brought me to my knees
How does it feel when you're walking into the room
How does it feel when all their eyes turn to you
How does it feel when the music stops playing in tune
Gotta see it to believe it tried and true
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3. |
Sweet November
02:45
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Give me something to remember
On this one fine day in sweet November
Check the time it's still a-waitin'
To move on, but maybe we'll just stay here
And hold on while the waves run high
Save my soul
This one could be better than before
Give me something to remember
On this one fine day in sweet November
From the rooftops they would shout it
And the sea of blue it leaves no doubt about it
Hold on while the waves run high
Save my soul
Don't you know it's better than the rest
This one's better than the best
10,000 days I spent without you
So, tie me up and haul me back to shore
Hit the lights, play Ol' Blue Eyes
Something like, "The Way You Look Tonight"
And in the moonlight when the stars align
Come on baby, spin me round
It's time to turn the tide
Hold on while the waves run high
Save my soul
Don't you know it's better than the rest
This one's better than the best
10,000 days I spent without you
So tie my up and haul me back to shore
Give me something to remember
On this one fine day in sweet November
Hold on while the waves run high
Save my soul
Don't you know it's better than the rest
This one's better than the best
10,000 days I spent without you
This one would be better than before
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4. |
Cincinnati Rain
02:28
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Well, maybe it's the red mud
They smeared upon my name
Them good old boys observe, but they don't play
My lady built the framework
She said, let 'em have their way
That Cincinnati rain ain't here to stay
You were young, she said
Hold on if you're inclined
But they were not the reason why you changed
You were gone too long
Caught up in fantasy
Addicted to the memories you made
She said, come on and dance with me
Come on and live to be free
Come on and lay it all down
Come on and dance with me
Come on and live to be free
Come on and sing it out loud
When everybody's willfully blind
Don't bother wasting your time
They'll never let you go
They hide 'em in the suburbs
Lock all their doors and pray
Entitled boys with nothing but the day
Open up your mind, son
They worked and paved the way
But you'd kick a man who's down on luck instead
You were young, she said
Hold on if you're inclined
But they were not the reason why you changed
You were gone too long
Caught up in fantasy
A victim to the memories you made
She said come on and dance with me
Come on and live to be free
Come on and lay it all down
Come on and dance with me
Come on and live to be free
Come on and say it out loud
When everybody's willfully blind
Don't bother wasting your time
They'll never let you go
When all this time I'm running wild
You held me close, you're so damn fine
I never let you know
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Illinois Joy Chicago, Illinois
Chicago-based brothers Matt & Kyle, brothers-in-law Victor & Drew and brother from another mother, Tom, form Illinois Joy, an American rock & roll band.
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