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I remember quite clearly now
When the story happened
The autumn leaves were floating
And measured down to the ground
They¡¦re covering the lake
Where we used to swim like children
And the sun would dare to shine
That time we used to be happy
Well I thought we were
But the truth was that you had been
Longing to leave me
Not daring to tell me
On that precious night
Watching the lake
Vaguely conscious
You said our story was ending

Now I¡¦m standing here
No one to wipe away my tears
No one to keep me warm
And no one to walk along with
No one to make me feel
No one to make me hope
Oh what am I to do?

I¡¦m standing here alone
It doesn¡¦t seem so clear to me
What am I supposed to do
About this burning heart of mine?
Oh what am I to do?
Oh how should I react?
Oh tell me please

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The rain was killing the last days of summer
You had been killing my last breath of love
Since long time ago
I still don¡¦t think I¡¦m gonna make it through another love story
You took it all away from me
And there I stand
I knew I was gonna be the one left behind
But still I¡¦m watching the lake vaguely conscious a
nd I know my life is ending

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­ì©«¥Ñ LouisLee ©ó 4-7-2012 22:00 µoªí 720p °ª²Mª©:http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RKuU8c-ekes&hd=1»ô¿Ý¤£½×°Û¥\»P·P±¡³£«Y¤@µ¥¤@!!!

Thank you for the HD version. A beautiful song in the mid-80s.

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House of the rising sun




Songwriters: LEANDROS, LEO / FLOR, ARNO / PRICE, ALAN

There is a house in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun
It's been the ruin of many a poor girl
Me, oh God, I'm one

My mother was a tailor
She sewed these new bluejeans
My sweetheart was a gambler
Way down in New Orleans

Now the only thing a gambler needs
Is a suitcase and trunk
And the only time he's satisfied
Is when he's on a drunk

He¡¦d fill his glasses up to the brim
And he¡¦d pass the cards around
And the only pleasure he gets out of life
Is rambling from town to town

Go and tell my baby sister
Not to do what I have done
Go and shun that house
Down in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun

Well, I got one foot on the platform
The other foot on the train
I'm goin' back to New Orleans
To wear that ball and chain

(guitar solo)

I¡¦m going back to New Orleans
My race is almost run
I¡¦m going back to spend my life
Beneath the Rising Sun

There is a house down in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun
And it's been the ruin of many a poor girl
Me, oh God, I¡¦m one

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­ì©«¥Ñ LouisLee ©ó 11-11-2012 00:04 µoªí House Of The Rising Sun - Tom Clarence Ashley & Gwen Foster (1933)http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=147kS8O59Qs&hd=1 House of The Rising Sun - Libby Holman 1940shttp://www.youtube.com/watch?v=C4ZGrlO7 ...

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Dust in the wind 1977- Kansas

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I close my eyes
only for a moment
and the moments gone
all my dreams
pass before my eyes in curiosity
dust in the wind,
all they are is dust in the wind

Same old song,
just a drop of water
in an endless sea
all we do,
crumbles to the ground
though we refuse to see
dust in the wind,
all we are is dust in the wind

Don't hang on
nothing lasts forever
but the earth and sky
it slips away
and all your money,
won't another minute buy

Dust in the wind
all we are is dust in the wind
dust in the wind
everything is dust in the wind
dust in the wind


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­ì©«¥Ñ LouisLee ©ó 5-12-2012 22:12 µoªí ªL¤l²» Ãö¥¿³Ç - folk songs medley  http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=slLiDs4jgXA&hd=1   Devoted to youDarlin' you can count on me Till the sun dries up the sea Until then I'll alwa ...

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»ô¿Ý - The Wayfaring Stranger




The Wayfaring Stranger

I am just a poor wayfaring stranger
Traveling thru this world of woe
And there's no sickness no toil no danger
In that fair land to which I go

I'm going there to see my Mother
I'm going there no more to roam
I'm only going over Jordan
I'm only going over home

I am a poor wayfaring stranger
Wondering thru this world of woe
And there's no sickness no toil on danger
In that bright land to which I go

I'm going there to see my father
He said he'd meet me when I come
I'm only going over Jordan
I'm only going over home

I'm going there to see my Mother
I'm going there no more to roam
I'm only going over Jordan
I'm only going over home

I'm only going over home



Trace Adkins - Wayfaring Stranger



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At Seventeen - Rowena Cortes



At Seventeen

I learned the truth at seventeen

That love was meant for beauty queens
And high school girls with clear skinned smiles
Who married young and then retired
The valentines I never knew
The Friday night charades of youth
Were spent on one more beautiful
At seventeen I learned the truth...


And those of us with ravaged faces
Lacking in the social graces
Desperately remained at home
Inventing lovers on the phone
Who called to say "come dance with me"
And murmured vague obscenities
It isn't all it seems at seventeen...


A brown eyed girl in hand me downs
Whose name I never could pronounce
Said: "Pity please the ones who serve
They only get what they deserve"

The rich relationed hometown queen
Marries into what she needs
With a guarantee of company
And haven for the elderly...


So remember those who win the game
Lose the love they sought to gain
In debitures of quality and dubious integrity
Their small-town eyes will gape at you
In dull surprise when payment due
Exceeds accounts received at seventeen...


To those of us who knew the pain
Of valentines that never came
And those whose names were never called
When choosing sides for basketball
It was long ago and far away
the world was younger than today
when dreams were all they gave for free
to ugly duckling girls like me...


We all play the game, and when we dare
We cheat ourselves at solitaire
Inventing lovers on the phone
Repenting other lives unknown
That call and say: "Come dance with me"
And murmur vague obscenities
At ugly girls like me, at seventeen...


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