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I've never been. Seein' things that I may never see again. And I can't wait to get on the road again. . On the road again. Like a band of gypsies we go down the highway. We're the best of friends
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I've never been. Seein' things that I may never see again. And I can't wait to get on the road again. . On the road again. Like a band of gypsies we go down the highway. We're the best of friends
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I've never been. Seein' things that I may never see again. And I can't wait to get on the road again. . On the road again. Like a band of gypsies we go down the highway. We're the best of friends
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me tonight, no. I gotta be hittin' Tulsa by first mornin' light Call me a prisoner of the highway. Driven on by my restless soul. I'm a prisoner of the highway. Imprisoned by the freedom of the
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Song Endless Highway . Singer Alison Krauss. Endless highway, as far as I can see. The road'll take me back to him tonight. It's been so long since I've seen him smile. I'll be counting all the
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Bài hát Highway 61 Revisited (Live with The Band, Isle Of Wight, 1969) - Bob Dylan. Oh God said to Abraham, "Kill me a son". Abe says, "Man, you must be puttin' me on". God say, "No. " Abe say
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highway. Bleeding in the middle of the road. Time runs out on dawn's highway. The wind's so cold Time to let it go. Time to let it go. And time for you to grow old
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band of gypsies we go down the highway. We're the best of friends. Insisting that the world keep turning our way. And our way, is on the road again. . Just can't wait to get on the road again. The
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the endless desert sand. . 1976 Hat Band Music. International Copyright Secured. All rights reserved
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off the floor. He said I never engaged in this kind of thing before. But yes I think it can be very easily done. We'll just put some bleachers out in the sun. And have it on Highway 61.
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The music stopped. . But we were still dancing. . Which goes to show. . That music has charm. . The lights were low. . So we kept on dancing. . I fealt the glow. . Of you in my arms
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The music stopped. . But we were still dancing. . Which goes to show. . That music has charm. . The lights were low. . So we kept on dancing. . I fealt the glow. . Of you in my arms
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The music stopped. . But we were still dancing. . Which goes to show. . That music has charm. . The lights were low. . So we kept on dancing. . I fealt the glow. . Of you in my arms
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, yeah, your honesty. . One likes to believe in the freedom of music,. But glittering prizes and endless compromises. Shatter the illusion of integrity. . For the words of the prophets were written
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I've got the key to the highway. I am bound to go. I'm gonna roam this highway. Till my dying day When the moon peeks over the mountain. Honey, I'll be on my way. I'm gonna roam this highway
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band. Kill the band I was caught dreaming of wealth and. I was taught, was creeping in again They get ahead, you get so mad, why do you care? It's only money. Get out of bed, undo your head, think
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Nighttime sharpens, heightens each sensation. Darkness stirs and wakes imagination. Silently the senses abandon their defenses. Helpless to resist the notes I write. For I composed the music of
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road band working. But the last laugh, baby is yours. And don't you love the sound of the last laugh going down? They had you crying but you came up smiling. They had you crawling and you came up
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the years and the changes. And with the will of a train. Some have parted strangers. Some have stayed in the game And sooner or later. You've got a winning hand. Livin', livin' in the band. Oh
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Music makes pictures and often tells stories. All of it magic and all of it true. And all of the pictures and all of the stories. All of the magic, the music is you Music makes pictures and often
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I'm a rollin stone all alone and lost. For a life of sin I have paid the cost. When I pass by all the people say. Just another guy on the lost highway. . Just a deck of cards and a jug of wine
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Night time sharpens. Heightens each sensation. Darkness wakes and stirs imagination. Silently the senses. Abandon their defenses. Helpless to resist, the notes I write. For I compose the music of the
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Each night in some cafe. I'm on display until the dark, turns into dawn. Up upon the stand, singing with the band. While the music plays on Each night is just a long. And there where song until
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Each night in some cafe. I'm on display until the dark, turns into dawn. Up upon the stand, singing with the band. While the music plays on Each night is just a long. And there where song until
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honesty One likes to believe in the freedom of music. But glittering prizes and endless compromises. Shatter the illusion of integrity, yeah Invisible airwaves crackle with life. Bright antennae bristle
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Well, I'm walkin' down the highway. With my suitcase in my hand. Yes, I'm walkin' down the highway. With my suitcase in my hand. Lord, I really miss my baby. She's in some far-of land. . Well
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Well, I'm walkin' down the highway. With my suitcase in my hand. Yes, I'm walkin' down the highway. With my suitcase in my hand. Lord, I really miss my baby. She's in some far-of land. . Well
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, tremulous and tender. Turn your face away from the garish light of day. Turn your thoughts away from cold, unfeeling light. And listen to the music of the night. . Close you eyes and surrender to your
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Each night in some cafe. I'm on display until the dark, turns into dawn. Up upon the stand, singing with the band. While the music plays on Each night is just a long. And there where song until
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highway never ends. . So what about old handsome Johnny. And the class of '64?. Did the women all make promises. When they shipped him off to war?. Did his mama get the medal. And did his country
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there. Doesn't matter who you are or where you're from. Come and dance to the music of the sun. Forget about your troubles it's alright. Let them go till we see the morning light. Feel the beat as
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highway. Bits of glass for the machine to sweep away. Had to pass it on my way to where I was going. For the next few minutes, I drove a little slower Them M. A. D. D. mothers couldn't help him. He was
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. Write the words under cover of moonlight, oh. Make some magic with the things that you say. Together we can kill the day With our night music. You're the singer and I'm the song. Oh, night music
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he's starting to write. Well, I don't need no ticket so I screamed out of sight. Drove so fast that my eyes can't see. Look in the mirror, is he still following me? Let it roll down the highway. Let
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band wore blue shirts. And the music played on. . Then at the end of the evening. They throw the suckers out. Don't get me wrong, I got no beef about it. I get my rates from the union. I get my
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, tremulous and tender. Turn your face away from the garish light of day. Turn your face away from cold, unfeeling light. And listen to the music of the night Close your eyes and surrender to your darkest
