The return of the Lyric Association Thread

[rdiberna]

Well, she was an American girl
Raised on promises
She couldn't help thinkin' that there
Was a little more to life somewhere else
After all, it was a great big world
With lots of places to run to
And if she had to die tryin'
She had one little promise she was gonna keep

Oh yeah, all right
Take it easy, baby
Make it last all night (Make it last all night)
She was an American girl

[trisha]

well I'm running down the road
trying to loosen my load
i got 7 women on my mind
4 want to own me
2 want to stone me
1 says she's a friend of mine
take it easy
take it easy
don't let the sound of your ow wheels make you crazy
lighten up while you still can
don't even try to understand
just find a place to make your stand
and take it easy

[Brian129]

You want so bad to leave this whirlwind storm
But you can't find no place to grab on
So round and round you go again, and it just ain't easy

[MushroomMan]

The mate that fate had me created for
And every time your lips meet mine
Darling, down and down I go
'Round and 'round I go
In a spin, lovin the spin that I'm in
Under that old black magic called love

[rdiberna]

And now
A quarter of my life is almost past
I think I've come to see myself at last
And I see that the time spent confused
Was the time that I spent without you
And I feel myself in bloom
Oh, my darling be home soon (darling be home soon)

[KEZHEAD]

Close the door, put out the light
No, they won't be home tonight
The snow falls hard and don't you know?
The winds of Thor are blowing cold
They're wearing steel that's bright and true
They carry news that must get through, oh
They choose the path where no-one goes
They hold no quarter
They hold no quarter, oh

[Brian129]

A broom is drearily sweeping
Up the broken pieces of yesterday's life
Somewhere a queen is weeping
Somewhere a king has no wife

And the wind—it cries, "Mary!"

[rdiberna]

Take me to the magic of the moment
On a glory night
Where the children of tomorrow dream away (dream away)
In the wind of change
(Mmmmmmm)

[KEZHEAD]

"Come on home, girl" he said with a smile
"You don't have to love me yet, let's get high awhile
But try to understand, try to understand
Try, try, try to understand, I'm a magic man"

[rdiberna]

Do you believe in magic in a young girl's heart?
How the music can free her, whenever it starts
And it's magic, if the music is groovy
It makes you feel happy like an old-time movie
I'll tell you about the magic, and it'll free your soul
But it's like trying to tell a stranger 'bout rock and roll

[Brian129]

Got a black magic woman
Got me so blind, I can't see
That she's a black magic woman
Tryna make a devil outta me

[trisha]

My love must be a kind of blind love
I can’t see anyone but you
Are the stars out tonight?
I don’t know if it’s cloudy or bright
I only have eyes for you

[rdiberna]

Your love lifting me higher
Than I've ever been lifted before
So keep it up, quench my desire
And I'll be at your side forevermore

[KEZHEAD]

Hey, little girl, is your daddy home?
Did he go away and leave you all alone?
I got a bad desire
Oh, oh, oh
I'm on fire

[rdiberna]

Lover, I'm off the streets
Gonna go where the bright lights
And the big city meet
With a red guitar, on fire
Desire

[KEZHEAD]

I want to run, I want to hide
I wanna tear down the walls that hold me inside
I wanna reach out and touch the flame
Where the streets have no name, ha, ha, ha

[Brian129]

Tuesday afternoon is never ending
Wednesday morning papers didn't come
Thursday night your stockings needed mending
See how they run

[rdiberna]

Well, the rain exploded with a mighty crash
As we fell into the sun
And the first one said to the second one there
"I hope you're having fun."

Band on the run, band on the run
And the jailer man
And sailor Sam
Were searching everyone

[KEZHEAD]

You're a lost sailor, been away too long at sea.
Now the shorelines beckon, there is a price for being free.

[rdiberna]

In a musty old hall in Detroit they prayed
In the maritime sailors' cathedral
The church bell chimed 'til it rang twenty-nine times
For each man on the Edmund Fitzgerald
The legend lives on from the Chippewa on down
Of the big lake they call Gitche Gumee
Superior, they said, never gives up her dead
When the gales of November come early