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LYRICS FOR CD, LONG OVERDUE BY FRETBENDERS – LYRICS/MUSIC BY DIANE KORDAS
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1 SOMEBODY LEFT ME WITH THE BLUES – GENRE -BLUES
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Guitar, bass, vocals- Diane Kordas
Dobro- Bob Kordas
Piano- Kent Allyn
Harmonica- Stu Barer
Percussion- Paul Wolf
Bowed bass - Mike Harmon
SOMEBODY LEFT ME WITH THE BLUES,
A SHOT OF BOURBON IN MY GLASS, AND IT’S QUARTER OF 2.
I’M JUST BROKEN DOWN, I’M MELTED TO THE CORE,
A SCATTERING OF EMBERS THERE IS NOTHING MORE.
THE FLAME’S GONE OUT ACCORDING TO YOU
SOMEBODY LEFT ME WITH THE BLUES.
A DOOR SLOWLY CLOSES, RAIN FALLS ON THE GRAVEL ROAD,
FIRE JUST BURNT OUT, NOW THERE ARE ONLY COALS.
FOG GENTLY SWIRLS, AND BLURS MY EYES ,
THE BACK OF YOU IN SHADOWS I HEAR FOOTSTEPS IN THE NIGHT.
NOW YOU ARE FADING FROM VIEW
SOMEBODY LEFT ME WITH THE BLUES.
LOOK AROUND THERE’S PIECES OF MY LONELY HEART,
SCATTERED IN THIS PLACE GROUND IN THIS OLD CARPET.
THE DUST HAS SETTLED ON MY GUITAR CASE IN THE HALL.
WITH THE LEATHER JACKET THAT YOU LEFT HERE IN THE FALL.
NOW I HOLD IT CLOSE LIKE IT WAS YOU.
SOMEBODY LEFT ME WITH THE BLUES.
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2 WILL YOU BE MY DARLIN ANYWAY- GENRE - FOLK
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Guitar, vocals- Diane Kordas
Dobro- Bob Kordas
Piano- Kent Allyn
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IF I WERE A FLOWER WOULD YOU LOVE ME MORE
WOULD YOU WELCOME ME OR DRIVE ME FROM YOUR DOOR
I COULD BE A ROSE, SO CULTURED AND FINE
OR A MEADOW DAISY, GROWING WILD.
IF I WERE A BIRD THAT SINGS SO SWEET
WOULD YOU LOVE MY SONG AND FEATHERS SO NEAT?
I COULD BE A ROBIN, WELCOMING SPRING
OR AN EAGLE SOARING, WITH MAJESTIC WINGS
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CHORUS:
WHAT MORE CAN I DO
WHAT MORE CAN I SAY
WILL YOU BE MY DARLIN'
ANYWAY
IF I WERE A GLASS OF THE FINEST WINE
I’D GO TO YOUR HEAD I’D EASE YOUR MIND
AS I TOUCH YOUR SOFT TENDER LIPS
I’D DREAM OF LOVES FIRST SOLEMN KISS
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OH I’M NOT A FLOWER, NOR AM I A BIRD
I’M NOT A GLASS OF WINE I’M JUST A GIRL
WHO LOVES YOU MORE THAN I EVER CAN SAY
WILL YOU BE MY DARLIN ANYWAY?
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3 LONG COLD WINTER – GENRE- SWING
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Guitar, bass, vocals- Diane Kordas
Dobro- Bob Kordas
Piano- Kent Allyn
Fiddle- Ellen Carlson
Percussion- Paul Wolf
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EARLY IN THE MORNING THE SNOWFLAKES FLOATIN BY
PULL UP THE COVERS GO AHEAD AND CLOSE YOUR EYES
SHUT OFF THE ALARM PUT YOUR ARMS AROUND ME TIGHT
DON’T SAY ANOTHER WORD SLEEP LATE IT’S ALRIGHT
CUZ IT’S ANOTHER LONG COLD WINTER SETTING IN.
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CHORUS:
IT’S A BLANKET OF WHITE A WINTER WONDERLAND
SNOW KEEPS FALLIN LOOKS LIKE WE’RE SNOWED IN AGAIN
LET’S YOU AND I SIGH A SIGH
SING A SWEET AND SOFT LULLABY
CUZ IT’S ANOTHER LONG COLD WINTER SETTIN IN.
WINTER WINDS BLOW AND SHAKE THE CABIN DOOR
WINDOWS WILL RATTLE THE FIRE FLICKERS SOME MORE.
CUDDLE UP CLOSE AND FEED THE FLAME
OUR LOVE WILL KEEP US WARM UNTIL THE SPRINGTIME COMES AGAIN
CUZ IT’S ANOTHER LONG COLD WINTER SETTIN IN.
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CHORUS X2
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4. BAD ATTITUDE, by SK & MJ WEST
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Guitar, vocals- Diane Kordas
Dobro- Bob Kordas
Piano, bass - Kent Allyn
Harmonica- Stu Barer
Percussion- Paul Wolf
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5 EMPTY POCKET BLUES- GENRE -BLUES
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Guitar, vocals- Diane Kordas
Lap Steel- Bob Kordas
Harmonica- Stu Barer
Bowed bass, percussion - Mike Harmon
IF I HAD THE MOST MONEY IN THE WHOLE WIDE WORLD
WOULD I SIP CHAMPAGNE WITH MY BUDDIES
HAVE HANDS DRIPPING WITH PEARLS.
NO I’D FEED POOR SOULS LIKE ME- WHO’S DOWN AND OUT
BREAKFAST LUNCH AND DINNER SECOND HELPINGS ALL ABOUT.
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CHORUS: I GOT HOLES IN MY POCKETS I GOT HOLES IN MY SHOES
IM SINGING THIS OLD SONG I GOT THE EMPTY POCKET BLUES.
IF I HAD THE MOST MONEY I’D THROW ALL THE DRIFTER’S BAIL I’D BUY THE JUDGES AND JURY NEVER LAND IN THE COUNTY JAIL. MY WAY WOULD BE THE LAW THERE WOULD BE NO MORE GUNS NO COPS JUST GYM TEACHERS AND WAVY GRAVY JUST FOR FUN.
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IF I HAD THE MOST MONEY MORE THAN BEZOS AND MUSK COULD I BUY EVERYBODY HAPPINESS COULD I BUY EVERYBODY LOVE? NO BUT MAYBE I COULD BUY ALL THE FACTORIES THAT MAKE MACHINES THAT KILL.
INSTEAD HAVE EM MAKE NEW SHOES AND POCKETS OF STEEL.
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6 GRANDMA’S FEED SACK QUILT- GENRE - FOLK
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Guitar, bass, vocals- Diane Kordas
Dobro- Bob Kordas
Fiddle, harmony vocal- Betsy Heron
Clawhammer banjo, harmony vocal- Scott Heron
I HAVE A QUILT HE EDGES ALL WORN
MADE BY MY GRANDMA BEFORE I WAS BORN
BENT BACK CROKER SACK, SHE PICKED COTTON BY HAND
STITCHED UP THE FEEDSACKS SO SIMPLE AND GRAND.
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CHORUS: GRANDMA’S QUILT FROM DAYS GONE BY
WHEN DRESSES WERE LONGER AND DEBT WAS SO HIGH
SELLING QUILTS KEPT HER FAMILY FED SO THEY COULD ENDURE.
A FAMILY RICH IN LOVE, IN MONEY SO POOR.
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THE FEED SACKS ONCE HELD FLOUR AND BEANS
FANCY CLOTH OUT OF REACH, AS A SEWING MACHINE
BACK BREAKING WORK ALL DAY, SHE MADE EM EACH NIGHT
HUSK TOUGHENED HANDS, SEWING BY LAMP LIGHT.
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THE PATCHWORK OF COLORS KEEPS US WARM EACH NIGHT
SAFE HAVEN FROM THE NORTH WIND’S CRUELEST BITE
THIS QUILT JOURNEYED TO WHITE MOUNTAINS FROM THE LAND OF RED CLAY
GRANDMA WOULD SAY “BLESS YOUR HEART GLAD YOU USE IT TODAY.”
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7 SMALL TOWN GIRL – GENRE – FOLK
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Guitar, bass, vocals- Diane Kordas
Dobro- Bob Kordas
Harmonica- Stu Barer
Mandolin- Justin Quinn
Harmony vocals- Lindsay Lassonde
YES I KNOW YOU’RE A SMALL TOWN GIRL
AND I KNOW IT’S A BIG BIG WORLD
DO NOT LET IT GET YOU DOWN IN THIS BIG OLD CITY NOW
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CHORUS: BRUSH THE SAND OFF YOUR GINGHAM DRESS, SMALL TOWN GIRL IT ONLY TAKES A SPECK OF SAND TO BECOME A PEARL. LA LA….
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LIFE HAS NOT BEEN AN EASY THING
YOUR DREAMS HAVE FOUND WAYS TO TAKE WINGS
NOWS THE CHANCE YOU BEEN LOOKIN FOR
GO RIGHT OUT WALK THROUGH THAT DOOR
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YES I KNOW YOU GOT A LOT OF FRIENDS
I KNOW HEARTS DON’T ALWAYS MEND
I WILL ALWAYS BE RIGHT THERE, IN YOUR POCKET, ANYWHERE
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8. SUNRISE ON SATURDAY – GENRE – TEX MEX
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Guitar, bass, vocals- Diane Kordas
Dobro- Bob Kordas
Percussion- Paul Wolf
Accordion- Stroker Rogovin
A SILKY BREEZE BRUSHED A DIM MOONLIGHT
YOU WERE THERE ON A SUMMER NIGHT
WAITING AMONG THE FRAGRANT LILLIES
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A SOFT GLOW RINSES YOUR FACE AND EYES
A PAUSE A BLINK OF FAINT SURPRISE
WE CAST SHADOWS OF DANCING GYPSIES.
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CHORUS: TEQUILA SUNSET LIGHTS THE SKY,
ANTICIPATION OF LOVES DISGUISE,
AND SUNRISE ON SATURDAY
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THE PERFECTION OF THE FIREFLIES
THE WELL RUNS DEEP WITHIN YOUR EYES
WE TUMBLED INTO ROMANCE.
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I START TO REMEMBER THEN I FORGOT,
TIES THAT KEPT ME IN A LOCK,
WHILE SWAYING IN A SLOWDANCE
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NO CANDID GLANCE OR SHAMEFUL CAST
TO MYSTIFY THIS CIRCUMSTANCE
SUSPENDED STARS, DAWN UNFURLS.
THE DOOR STAYS OPEN JUST A CRACK,
I TOOK A STEP, DID NOT LOOK BACK,
SUN IN THE EAST, I CLENCH MY PEARLS.
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BEAMS OF SUN LIGHT THE SKY,
A GENTLE WHISPER OF A SIGH,
AND SUNRISE ON SATURDAY, SUNRISE ON SATURDAY.
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9. YES I GUESS THEY OUGHTTA NAME A DRINK AFTER YOU, BY JOHN PRINE
Guitar, bass, vocal- Diane Kordas
Dobro, vocal- Bob Kordas
Fiddle- Ellen Carlson
Percussion- Paul Wolf
Mandolin- Scott Heron
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10. THE (BLUEGRASS) FESTIVAL SONG- GENRE – BLUEGRASS/FOLK
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Guitar, bass, vocals- Diane Kordas
Dobro- Bob Kordas
Fiddle, harmony vocal- Betsy Heron
Banjo, harmony vocal- Dave Kiphuth
Mandolin- Justin Quinn
Harmony vocals- Betsy Heron
THE WIND IS BLOWIN SO COLD
I CAN’T FEEL MY HANDS ANYMORE
MY FEET ARE ACHIN MY VOICE KEEPS BREAKING
AND MY BABY WANTS TO GO HOME.
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IT’S 5 O’CLOCK IN THE MORNING
THE SUN RISES WITHOUT WARNING
IT MAY COME AS NO SURPRISE, I SEE THE BLOODSHOT LOOK IN YOUR EYES….
YOU SAY YOU ARE ALL DONE, BUT WE KNOW YOU GOT AT LEAST ONE,
BEFORE YOU GO, PLAY ONE YOU KNOW,
ONE MORE ONE MORE LAST SONG….
THE EMPTY’S ARE PILED UP SO HIGH
MY THROAT FEELS OH SO DRY,
SO PASS AROUND THE LAST OF THAT BOTTLE OF JACK
BEFORE WE CALL IT A NIGHT.
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CHORUS
THE GUITAR’S A LITTLE OUT A TUNE
SO’S THE BANJO, SO WHAT’S NEW.
THE BASS PLAYER RETIRED, THE FIDDLE LOST ITS FIRE
AND THE DAWN IS BREAKING SOON.
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ISN’T QUALITY IT’S QUANTITY YOU’RE AFTER
ISN’T THE MUSIC, IT’S THE LAUGHTER,
GRAB YOUR AXE AND COME PLAY, KEEP THE SANDMAN AWAY,
YOU CAN SLEEP IN THE HEREAFTER…..
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CHORUS
BEFORE YOU GO, PLAY ONE YOU KNOW
ONE MORE, ONE MORE LAST SONG
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11 WANDERING SOUL- GENRE - FOLK
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Guitar, vocals- Diane Kordas
Dobro- Bob Kordas
Piano, bass - Kent Allyn
Accordion- Stroker Rogovin
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OH WANDERING SOUL PLEASE COME HOME TO ME
YOU LOOK WEARY NOW, LAY YOUR HEAD TO REST
ON THE WINGS OF A PRAYER YOU ARE AN ANGELS GUEST
ROAMIN AROUND FEET BEAT THE GROUND, SO RESTLESS.
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CHORUS
DID YOU LOSE YOURSELF SOMEWHERE DOWN THE LINE
WHAT ARE YOU SEARCHING FOR IS IT SOMETHING YOU CAN FIND
OH WANDERING SOUL.
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IN THE ALLEYWAYS, IN THE SHADOWS ALL ALONE
IN THE CARDBOARD JUNGLE TRYING TO STAY WARM
NICKLES AND DIMES THE HARD TIMES AND THE COLD,
YOU’RE CRADLING THE SLEEPING ROLL YOU CALL HOME.
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THERE’S A FIRE BURNING HERE SO WARM AND BRIGHT
I KNOW COMFORT AND HOT SOUP WON’T MAKE IT ALL RIGHT
YOU CAN REST HERE NOW, FROM THE WEARY FIGHT
AND FIND SOLACE IN MY ARMS, I’LL HOLD YOU TIGHT.
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OHHHH COME HOME TO ME
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12 THE BEST GIFT MAMA GAVE ME - GENRE- FOLK/BLUEGRASS
Guitar, bass, vocals- Diane Kordas
Dobro- Bob Kordas
Fiddle, harmony vocal- Betsy Heron
Mandolin - Scott Heron
Banjo- Dave Kiphuth
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MAMA WAS A WHOLE LOTTA DIFFERENT,
THOUGHT SOCIETY LIFE WAS FAKE,
SAID IDLE HANDS ARE THE DEVILS WORKSHOP,
ALWAYS WORKIN WAS HER WAY.
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SHE USED A CROSSCUT SAW TO CUT UP WOOD
PILE IT HIGH NEAR THE GLENWOOD STOVE
WHILE SINGIN SONGS BY LORETTA AND MAYBELLE
TAMMY AND OLD GEORGE JONES.
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CHORUS
MAMA GAVE ME WHAT I NEED NOT MUCH FOR FANCY THINGS, THE BEST GIFT MAMA GAVE TO ME, SHE TAUGHT ME HOW TO SING. HMMM.
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THE VERY FIRST SONG SHE TAUGHT ME
WAS COLUMBUS STOCKADE BLUES
SHE SANG SONGS FROM THE GRAND OLE OPRY,
SHE SANG ALL THE SONGS SHE KNEW.
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WHEN I SANG CIRCLE BE UNBROKEN,
A TEAR CAME TO HER EYE,
HER APPROVAL WENT UNSPOKEN,
I FELT MY HEART LIFT HIGH.
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NONE COULD SAY SHE SPARED THE ROD
SHE WAS STERN AND SHE WAS TOUGH.
ON SUNDAY SHE’D SING AND PRAY TO GOD,
LORD, SHE COULDN’T PRAY ENOUGH.
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NOW WHEN I VISIT IN THE OLD FOLKS HOME,
SHE DOESN’T KNOW MY NAME,
WHEN I SING ROCK OF AGES,
SHE JOINS IN JUST THE SAME.
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13. EVERTHING IS FREE, BY GILLIAN WELCH & DAVID RAWLINGS
Guitar, vocals- Diane Kordas
Dobro- Bob Kordas
Piano, bass - Kent Allyn
Harmonica- Stu Barer
Percussion- Paul Wolf
Harmony vocals- Dusty Clampitt
14 I JUST WANT TO DANCE – GENRE – FOLK/BLUEGRASS
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Guitar, bass, vocals- Diane Kordas
Dobro- Bob Kordas
Mandolin- Justin Quinn
Accordion- Stroker Rogovin
Harmony vocals- Dusty Clampitt
I WOKE UP THIS MORNING,
A LITTLE BIT OLDER AND A LITTLE BIT WISER.
I SEE MORE LINES AROUND MY EYES,
MY HEART AND MIND CAN’T DENY
I STILL BURN WITH A FIRE.
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CHORUS
THE FREEDOM TO LIVE AND CHOOSE,
SOMETIMES WIN, SOMETIMES LOSE,
LIFE IS A GAME OF CHANCE.
I’M NOT INTO STANDIN STILL,
I JUST WANT TO DANCE.
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SOMETIMES I THINK I’M GOIN CRAZY,
THEN I THINK MAYBE, I BETTER GET READY.
TO SETTLE DOWN IN AN EASY CHAIR,
GET A REGULAR JOB STYLED SUIT AND HAIR,
GO EVEN AND STEADY.
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I WANT AS MUCH AS I CAN HOLD,
THEY’LL BE ENOUGH TIME WHEN I’M OLD
TO SIT AND DREAM.
WILL YOU COME WITH ME OR WILL YOU STAY,
WILL YOU DANCE WITH ME ANYWAY?
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15 LONG OVERDUE – GENRE - FOLK
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Guitar, bass, vocals- Diane Kordas
Dobro- Bob Kordas
Fiddle, harmony vocal- Betsy Heron
Mandolin- Scott Heron
Banjo, harmony vocal- Dave Kiphuth
Harmony vocal- Stroker Rogovin, Lindsay Lassonde
THE YEARS WEAR ON, SOME HAVE GONE
WE SHARE HOPES WITH DAUGHTERS AND SONS
EMPTY PLACES, EMPTY CHAIRS,
HONOR LOVED ONES WE HOLD SO DEAR.
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CHORUS
OH ITS LONG OVERDUE
SEEMS YEARS SINCE WE SANG A TUNE
LIKE THE SUNSHINE FOLLOWS THE RAIN
BRINGS JOY TO SEE YOUR LOVIN SMILE AGAIN
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TIME PASSES LIKE LEAVES ON A STREAM
FIND ALL YOU HAVE ARE PRECIOUS MEMORIES
SHARE MUSIC, SONGS AND A LAUGH
SAY GOODBYE, TO LONELINESS AT LAST
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THESE HARD TIMES KEPT US APART
YOUR FRIENDSHIP , HELPED MEND MY ACHIN HEART
COME SIT WITH ME POUR A GLASS OR TWO
LORD KNOWS, SO LONG OVERDUE
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CHORUS x2
OH HARD TIMES COME AGAIN NO MORE.