Tin Man – Miranda Lambert

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1,156,725 views•19 Nov 20063.9K120ShareSaveXavier Héraud 601 subscribers Kate & Anna McGarrigle and friends (Rufus Wainwright – son of Kate -, Emmylou Harris, Mary Black, Karen Matheson, Rod Paterson) perform Stephen Foster’s Hard times come again no more during the Transatlantic sessions.



I don’t have a reason to cry
And I have every reason to smile
And I don’t have a reason to lie
When you’re already reading my mind
And I don’t have a reason to be, if I can’t be with you
And I don’t need air in my lungs, if I can’t sing your song
No, I don’t need hands if I don’t get to keep you warm
And I don’t really need myself, if I don’t need you
‘Cause darling I wake up just to sleep with you
I open my eyes so I could see with you
And I live so I can die with you
And I don’t really need these fingers, if I don’t get to touch your spine
Well I don’t need these legs, if I ain’t walking by your side
And I don’t really need to be if I can’t be with you
‘Cause darling I wake up just to sleep with you
I open my eyes so I could see with you
And I live so I can die with you
‘Cause darling I wake up just to sleep with you
I open my eyes so I can see with you
And I live so I can, I live so I can
I live so I can
Die with you
Source: LyricFind
Songwriters: Beyonce Knowles / Kirby Dockery
Die With You lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc

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Wow. Memories. The Jules Holland show in London.
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I just love this song by two powerful vocalists. Bonnie Raitt and Trisha Yearwood Feel like going home. Nov, 1998


Lyrics
Oh, Mary, this London’s a wonderful sight
With people here working by day and by night
They don’t sow potatoes nor barley nor wheat
But there’s gangs of them diggin’
For gold in the street
At least when I asked them
That’s what I was told so I just took a hand
At this diggin’ for gold
But for all that I’ve found there
I might as well be
In the place where the dark Mourne
Sweeps down to the sea
I believe that when writin’
A wish you expressed
As to how the fine ladies
In London were dressed
Well if you’ll believe me
When asked to a ball
They don’t wear no tops to
Their dresses at all
Oh, I’ve seen them myself and
You could not in truth
Tell it if they were bound for
A ball or a bath
Don’t be startin’ them fashions now
Mary McRee
In the place where the dark Mourne
Sweeps down to the sea
There’s beautiful girls here, oh
Never you mind
Beautiful shapes Nature never designed
Lovely complexions of roses and cream
But let me remark with regard to the same
That if at those roses you venture to sip
The colors might all come away on your lip
So I’ll wait for the wild
Rose that’s waitin’ for me
In the place where the dark Mourne
Sweeps down to the sea
You remember young Diddy McClaren, of course
Well he’s over here with the
Rest of the force
I saw him one day as he stood on the Strand
Stopped all the traffic with a
Wave of his hand
And as we were talking of days that are gone
The whole town of London stood
There to look on
But for all his great powers
He’s wishful like me
To be back where the dark Mourne
Sweeps down to the sea
Source: LyricFind
Songwriters: Colin Meloy
Mountains of Mourne lyrics © BMG Rights Management


Lyrics
I do my makeup in somebody else’s car
We order different drinks at the same bars
I know about what you did and I wanna scream the truth
She thinks you love the beach, you’re such a damn liar
Those great whites, they have big teeth
Hope they bite you
Thought you said that you would always be in love
But you’re not in love no more
Did it frighten you
How we kissed when we danced on the light up floor?
On the light up floor
But I hear sounds in my mind
Brand new sounds in my mind
But honey I’ll be seein’ you ‘ever I go
But honey I’ll be seein’ you down every road
I’m waiting for it, that green light, I want it’
Cause honey I’ll come get my things, but I can’t let go
I’m waiting for it, that green light, I want it
Oh, I wish I could get my things and just let go
I’m waiting for it, that green light, I want it
Sometimes I wake up in a different bedroom
I whisper things, the city sings ’em back to you
All those rumors, they have big teeth
Hope they bite you
Thought you said that you would always be in love
But you’re not in love no more
Did it frighten you
How we kissed when we danced on the light up floor?
On the light up floor
But I hear sounds in my mind
Brand new sounds in my mind
But honey I’ll be seein’ you ‘ever I go
But honey I’ll be seein’ you down every road
I’m waiting for it, that green light, I want it’
Cause honey I’ll come get my things, but I can’t let go
I’m waiting for it, that green light, I want it
Oh, honey I’ll come get my things, but I can’t let go
I’m waiting for it, that green light, I want it
Yes, honey I’ll come get my things, but I can’t let go
I’m waiting for it, that green light, I want it
Oh, I wish I could get my things and just let go
I’m waiting for it, that green light, I want it
I’m waiting for it, that green light, I want it
I’m waiting for it, that green light, I want it
I’m waiting for it, that green light, I want it
I’m waiting for it, that green light, I want it
I’m waiting for it, that green light, I want it
I’m waiting for it, that green light, I want it
Source: Musixmatch
Songwriters: Jack Antonoff / Joel Little / Ella Yelich – O’connor
Green Light lyrics © Emi Blackwood Music Inc., Sony/atv Songs Llc, Ducky Donath Music, Kmr Music Royalties Ii Scsp