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Lay My Hat Down
04:25
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If I’m feeling lonely,
yeah if I’m feeling blue.
If I’m feeling lonely,
if I’m feeling blue,
I pick up my guitar case,
and this is what I do
CHORUS
I walk into town
lay my hat down,
sing some songs.
Yeah I walk into town
lay my hat down,
sing some songs,
and if the sun keeps shining
I’ll keep playing all day long.
It’s all about the music,
it’s what I love to do.
Yeah, it’s all about the music,
it’s what I love to do.
Don’t even count my money
when the day is through.
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Well sometimes I meet up,
meet up with a friend.
Yeah sometimes I meet up,
meet up with a friend.
We play our songs through once
then we play ‘em all again.
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2. |
Summer 76
02:45
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Floating on my back,
sink below the water line.
Open up my eyes
to the diamond sunlight,
and the silhouette of you.
Hot days stacked endlessly
on ground scorched and cracked.
Kite flying though the sunset,
bare feet on corn stubble,
and the fields will soon be burning.
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Walking down the hillside,
no need to hurry.
I bite the fresh green apple
thinking of nothing,
and Summer’s nearly through.
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3. |
Dolphins
04:21
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Floating in the blue.
What do you see when I look at you?
From the shore it’s hard to see,
are you drowning or waving at me?
The waves are not the sea.
The waves are not the sea.
My ideas are not me.
You make me happy, you make me sad,
happy and sad at the same time.
There is no word for it,
the beauty and the crime.
The waves are not the sea.
The waves are not the sea.
My ideas are not me.
And we trawl the depths
destroying as we go,
catch you in our nets,
leave nothing left to grow.
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Floating in the blue.
What do you see when I look at you?
From the shore it’s hard to see,
are you drowning or waving at me?
The waves are not the sea.
The waves are not the sea.
My ideas are not me.
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4. |
Simplify
03:48
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I feel the need to simplify,
an empty room, a glass of wine.
Just wanna be left alone sometimes.
I feel the need to simplify.
Don’t need six strings, I’ve got three.
What you get is what you see.
Say what you mean when you talk to me,
then let it go and let it be.
I feel the need to simplify,
an empty room, a glass of wine.
Just wanna be left alone sometimes.
I feel the need to simplify.
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It will all look different in the morning.
That’s what you always used to say,
but sometimes it seems the only thing I need
is for everything to stay the same.
I feel the need to simplify,
an empty room, a glass of wine.
Just wanna be left alone sometimes.
I feel the need to simplify.
I feel the need to simplify,
an empty room, a bottle of wine.
Just wanna be left alone sometimes.
I feel the need to simplify.
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5. |
When I Was A Bird
02:32
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When I was a bird I sat in a tree,
sang my song, feeling free.
Mmmm when I was a bird.
Mmmm feeling free.
When I was a tree I sheltered you,
watched you play, and watched you grow.
Mmmm when I was a tree.
Mmmm I watched you grow.
When I was you and you were me,
we understood no need to speak.
Mmmm when I was you.
Mmmm no need to speak.
And you can be anything
if you can just imagine it.
You can be anything,
anything that you need, whoo!
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When I was a bird I sat in a tree,
sang my song, feeling free.
Mmmm when I was a bird.
Mmmm feeling free.
Mmmm feeling free.
Mmmm feeling free.
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6. |
Haruki Murakami
04:02
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Can you hear the wind singing
in a world so fresh and clean?
You put two moons up in the sky.
Is it all a dream?
The rain was falling Sunday morning
on the unforgiving ground.
We drank two more cups of coffee,
then you got up to leave.
Take me south of the border
where the rules have all been changed.
Mixing mundane with surreal.
Is it all a dream?
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The books I’ve read are on the table,
same old records on a shelf.
I pick one out without seeing,
lower the needle to the groove.
Can you hear the wind singing
in a world so fresh and clean?
You put two moons up in the sky.
Is it all a dream?
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7. |
Don't Know
03:19
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Don’t know what I’m doing till it’s done.
Don’t know where I’m going till I’ve gone.
Don’t know if I’m near the end or just begun.
Don’t know when to help and when to pass on by.
I don’t know these days what’s true and what’s a lie.
Don’t know when to keep it in and when to cry.
La la la….
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Don’t know if I’m a pawn or if I am a Queen.
Don’t know the answers after all that I have seen.
Don’t know if to look ahead or where I’ve been.
Don’t know what I’m doing till it’s done.
Don’t know where I’m going till I’ve gone.
Don’t know if I’m near the end or just begun,
or just begun.
Think I’ve just begun…
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8. |
Playing On The Street
03:06
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I am playing on the street.
Got the whole world at my feet.
I am playing on the street.
Love all the people that I meet.
If you like the song I play
give me a smile and make my day.
Yeah if you like the song I play
stop for a while, then be on your way.
I am singing on the street.
Got the whole world at my feet.
Yeah I am singing on the street.
Love all the people that I meet.
Mouth trumpet….
I’ll sing every song I know.
I’ll sing them high, I’ll sing them low.
Yeah I’ll sing every song I know
cos I don’t really want to go.
I am happy on the street.
Got the whole world at my feet.
Yeah I am happy on the street.
Love all the people that I meet.
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9. |
The Boring Things
02:59
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If you enjoy the boring things
you’ve got this life cracked.
Sing while you fold the washing,
mend that dripping tap.
Write yourself a funny song
Loudon Wainwright style.
Put on someone else’s shoes,
go walking for a mile.
Things are only as bad
as you let them be.
Don’t believe in God or angels
so it’s all up to me.
The second verse is always harder
to write than the first.
Enthusiasm disappears
like a bubble that has burst.
Fill it up with rambling
is what I often do.
No one’s listening anyway
except of course for you.
Things are only as bad
as you let them be.
Don’t believe in God or angels
so it’s all up to me.
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Focus on what’s happening now
not what’s coming next.
Go and see your friends and talk
don’t just send a text.
The sky is grey and cloudy now,
they said it would be blue.
Be prepared for anything
is all that you can do.
Things are only as bad
as you let them be.
Don’t believe in God or angels
so it’s all up to me.
Yeah things are only as bad
as you let them be.
Don’t believe in God or angels
so it’s all up to me.
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10. |
Winter Song
02:23
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Short days, long nights,
landscapes in black and white.
No summer greens or autumn hues,
just the darkness,
and me and you.
Everything is slowing down,
pushing up through the hard ground.
Life still struggles through,
through the darkness,
with me and you.
Skies of pale yellow grey,
air that takes your breath away.
Trees laced with frosty dew,
in the morning light
for me and you.
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11. |
Sebastiao Salgado
03:16
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Black and white,
drawing with light.
Vast compositions
with details so fine.
Crouching like a predator
waiting to snap,
and time stands still.
You caught the madness
of the mine.
Heard the gold
softly whispering.
Thousands of free men,
slaves to the idea
of getting rich.
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You revealed the story
of mankind.
A silent drama,
mirror of life.
Hit us with reality,
beauty, and pain,
side by side.
With heart of darkness
you were drawn to home.
Rewrote the world
and the dry dead land.
Planted a seed,
planted an idea,
and passed it on.
Black and white,
drawing with light.
Vast compositions
with details so fine.
Crouching like a predator
waiting to snap,
and time stands still.
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12. |
See What You Will
05:08
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Sentences holding hands.
Hands on the clock speeding up.
Up ahead clouds are forming,
forming shapes for us to see.
See what you will,
see what you will.
Will you come with me?
La la la la…..
Another day, another dollar.
Dollars make the world go round.
Round and round and round it spins,
spinning too fast to see.
See what you will,
see what you will
Will you understand?
La la la la…..
Doors are opening and closing.
It’s closing time at the bar.
The bar is set way up high,
high as the levels of the sea.
See what you will,
see what you will.
Will we turn around in time?
La la la la…..
Sentences holding hands.
Hands on the clock speeding up.
Up ahead clouds are forming,
forming shapes for us to see.
See what you will,
see what you will.
Will you sing with me?
La la la la…..
Mmmmm…..
Will we turn around in time?
Will we turn around in time?
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bemuzic Cambridge, UK
In Nov 2009 bemuzic bought two Cigar Box Guitars from eBay. Since then she has acquired quite a collection of home made
instruments, most of which she built herself.
When not writing songs, recording, or building guitars she enjoys playing her songs on the streets of Cambridge and surrounding towns.
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