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It's Raining
04:01
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It's raining, raining
Raindrops hit the ground, reminds me of the sound of someone's tears
Echoes in my mind, long after the rainclouds disappear.
But it's just raining
I'm dreaming, dreaming.
When I close my eyes it comes as no surprise that I see you
I don't know if it's night, or if it's black and white or back and blue
But I'm just dreaming
I'm singing, singing.
When you hear the sound, you'll know that I'm around and I love you
If you want to shut me up, the only way's to say I love you too
Or I'll keep singing
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2. |
Wade In The Water
04:18
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Can't get clean? Wade in the water
Sins unseen? Wash them away
Saints and sinners, sons and daughters
Morning sun of a brand new day
Mother Mary, sister Kate. Magdalena, wait
No man born can walk on the water
Man and woman, sink or swim
But no one born does what they oughta'
No man thinks the rules apply to them
Sometimes life feels like Noah's ocean
Troubled waters and no dry land
But sometimes love gives you sweet emotion
Hand to hold and a rock to stand.
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Mystery Train
03:14
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Ride that mystery train. Ride that mystery train. Ride.
Wanna ride that mystery train, wanna ride that mystery train
Don't care where it's going, hear that whistle blowing, woo-woo
Spent some time with my signals crossed, sometimes losin' sometimes lost
Did some damage, paid the cost it's true
Spent some time in sadness and strife, then you came into my life
You made me your husband I made you my wife, I love you. It's a mystery
Wanna ride that mystery train, wanna ride that mystery train
Don't care where it's going, hear that whistle blowing, woo-woo
Head on down that long long track, don't care if we ever get back
I got plenty of time as long as I'm with you. On that mystery
Wanna ride that mystery train, wanna ride that mystery train
Don't care where it's going, hear that whistle blowing, woo-woo
Ride that mystery train. Ride that mystery train. Ride. Ride. Ride.
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4. |
Follow The Wind
04:49
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You say that I am cautious as I carefully feel my way around
The wind blows free
I analyze my very being 'til no longer can I see above the ground
The wind is calling me
Follow, follow, always follow the wind
You wonder why I've never come to pass this way before
The wind has brought me here
I fear that I may never want to leave you anymore
While the wind blows everywhere
Follow, follow, always follow the wind
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5. |
Every Shade Of Blue
04:29
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The Eskimos have two hundred words for snow
That's a hundred and ninety nine more words than the only one I know
But the way you treat me darling, if the truth be told
It won't be long before I'm a connoisseur of cold
Duke Ellington set his changes in an indigo mood
Picasso spent a decade with a mauve attitude
But I've got them all beat baby in this cerulean who's who
Cause you painted me every single shade of blue
Every shade of blue. Every shade of blue, it's true
Some people like to travel, even Romans love to roam
I met a Polynesian once, he paddled all the way to Nome
But you could drop me from an airplane on the slopes of Katmandu
And I'd walk my broken heart back home to you
Walk right back to you. Walk right back it's true, to you.
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6. |
This Mood I'm In
03:59
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Woke up this morning feeling so bad. Felt like I just couldn't win
Don't know the reason why I'm feeling so sad. It's just the mood I'm in
Breakfast is perfect, my orange juice is sweet. My lover greets me with a grin
Why am I so low when my life is so complete? It's just the mood I'm in
I need a good brawl, need a cure-all, maybe sodium pentathol
Will stop me feeling so subdued
I need to jump ship, write a new script, one where I'm not so tight-lipped
Anything to change my attitude
I've got enough money, I take care of my health. I'm not too rich or too thin
Everyone loves me except for myself. It's just the mood I'm in.
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There's a rumble in the tenement, no safe place to stand
Young girls start to cry, old men wring their hands
Some fools are throwing punches to the sound of breaking glass
Used to be I'd jump in, now I just let it pass
It is what it is, dig it
Johnny loves Linda, Linda loves Sue, Sue loves Johnny and don't know what to do
Johnny's so unhappy, Sue said who can blame us?
Linda's getting well-known just for being famous
It is what it is, dig it
Some million dollar athlete trying to sell me shoes
Some million dollar blue-blood says she's got the blues
Everything's a novel but none of it is news
It is what it is
I asked Jeff Bezos what his philosophy of business is and he said
The optimist sees the glass as half full and the pessimist sees the glass as half empty
I see the glass as all full and guess what? You get the top half
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8. |
Gin's What I'm Drinkin'
03:23
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Gin's what I'm drinking, all I want tonight
Squeeze the lime, pour the tonic, ooh that's right
Ice shines like diamonds, a beautiful sight
Gin's what I'm drinking tonight
Gin's what I'm after, but only the best
Now and hereafter my humble request
Ice cold Junipero, three olives abreast
Gin's what I'm drinking tonight
Gin cools the fever and fans the flame
Liquid dream weaver, you know who to blame
I'll have another and call it by name
Gin's what I'm drinking tonight
Gin's what I'm having, I'll not think it twice
The usual suspects, Rose's lime juice and ice
Just keep 'em coming make me feel so nice
Gin's what I'm drinking tonigh
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9. |
Given Up On Love
04:14
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I've given up on love. Given up on love
Tired of waiting for this dream I've been dreaming of, I've given up on love
It was as easy as giving up ice cream,
Easy as waking from a bad, bad dream
As sad as it sounds, it's much worse than it seems. I've given up on love
I've had enough of hope, had enough of hope
Of poems and promises, and all that soft soap, I've had enough of hope
Enough of that worrying, waiting and wishing.
Enough of romance I've got higher ambitions
Gonna chuck it all and be a musician, I've had enough of hope
It's easy to say “I love you”. It's easy to say “I care”
It's easy to do, but shame on you, if it's just words and a little hot air
Now I'm immune to romance, immune to romance
It just makes me stupid, so farewell to cupid. I'm immune to romance
It there's a misanthrope's list, put my name on it
An anti-love potion, well baby I want it
So send me no Valentines, write me no sonnets. I'm immune to romance
I'm immune to romance, don't want a second chance
Even if I lived in Paris, France, I'd be immune to romance
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10. |
Take It To The Wall
03:10
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We built this wall to hide behind. Built this wall where we're confined
A wall to keep the world away, a wall to stand 'til judgement day
Gonna take it to the wall, throw up my hands
Take it to the wall 'til I understand
When the sadness calls how much can you stand
When the tears fall, gonna take it to the wall
Take it to the wall that's kept me in. Now I got plans, time to begin
Gonna search until I find that one small crack. Push it open wide, and don't look back
Gonna take it to the wall that's kept you out, call out your name 'til I hear you shout
Loud and clear, a clarion call. You and me, gonna take it to the wall
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TrioMio Kingston, New York
Trio Mio features an eclectic mix of rock, world music, and contemporary folk that features layered harmonies supported by outstanding musicianship. They combine influences like the Everly Brothers, Buffalo Springfield, and the Eagles into their original repertoire, with subject matter ranging from Shakespeare to the latest political theater. ... more
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