Just yesterday morning they let me know you were gone
Suzanne, the plans they made put an end to you
I walked out this morning and I wrote down this song
I just can’t remember who to send it to
(This sounds somewhat familiar…)
That’s me in the corner
That’s me in the spotlight
Losing my religion
Trying to keep up with you
And I don’t know if I can do it
Oh, no, I’ve said too much
I haven’t said enough
You talk too much, you talk too much
I can’t believe the things that you say every day
If you keep on talking, baby
You know you’re bound to drive me away
Oh, no.
No…
I just really like your face
You don’t have to look so happy
I’m not really into love that you flaunt
In some glittery font
But if that’s what you want
Make it snappy!
I like the way you clap your hands
I like the way you love to dance
I like the way you put your hands up in the air
I like the way you shake your hair
I like the way you like to touch
I like the way you stare so much
But most of all, yeah, most of all
I like the way you move
Shake your hair girl with your ponytail
Takes me right back (When you were young)
Throw your precious gifts into the air
Watch them fall down (When you were young)
Lift up your feet and put them on the ground
You used to walk upon (When you were young)
I stand and gaze upon your smile
A deep reflection
Held in my soul as a child
To grow within the warmth of love
Long forgotten
Tears flood your eyes in a moment
Dreamer, I became as one within you
To lose you far away
I was born in Lil’ Rock
Had a childhood sweetheart
We were always hand in hand
I wore hightop shoes and shirt tails
Suzy was in pig tails
I know I loved her even then
You know my papa disapproved it
My mama boohooed it
But I told them time and time again
“Don’t you know I was made to love her
Build my world all around her”
Yah! Hey, hey, hey
I was born my papa’s son
When I hit the ground I was on the run
I had one glad hand and the other behind
You can have yours, just give me mine
When the hound dog barking in the black of the night
Stick my hand in my pocket, everything’s all right
Remember what we’ve said and done and felt about each other
Oh, babe have mercy
Don’t let the past remind us of what we are not now
I am not dreaming
I am yours, you are mine, you are what you are
You make it hard
I am he
As you are he
As you are me
And we are all together
See how they run like pigs from a gun
See how they fly
I’m crying
Call out the instigators
Because there’s something in the air
We got to get together sooner or later
Because the revolution’s here
And you know it’s right
You say you’d change the Constitution; well, you know
We all wanna change your head
You tell me it’s the institution; well, you know
You’d better free your mind instead
Cuz if you carrying pictures of Chairman Mao
You ain’t gonna make it with anyone anyhow
I want to live
I want to give
I’ve been a miner for a heart of gold.
It’s these expressions, I never give…
That keep me searching for a heart of gold and I’m getting old…
Zo!
George turned to Sam with his gold in his hand
Said “Sam you’re a-lookin’ at a lonely, lonely man
I’d trade all the gold that’s buried in this land
For one small band of gold to place on sweet little Jenny’s hand
'Cause a man needs a woman (mush, mush)
To love him all the time (mush, mush)
Remember Sam, a true love is (mush, mush)
So hard to find (mush, mush)
I’d build for my Jenny (mush, mush)
A honeymoon home (mush, mush)
Below that old white mountain (mush, mush)
Just a little southeast of Nome” (mush, mush)
On a seal skinned sled the huskies led through the ice and snow
Where the northern lights in the dark cold nights guide you where to go
In their natives land in their clan searching for a meal
With harpoon in hand as they planned they got themselves a seal
Polar bear run, midnight sun, arctic frost, what is lost
It’s the story of
Nanook - Nanook, Nanook of the north
Well, the fur trapper stood there
With his arms outstretched
Across the frozen white wasteland
Trying to figure out what he’s gonna do about his deflicted eyes
And it was at that precise moment that he remembered an ancient Eskimo legend
Wherein it is written and whatever it is that they write it on up there
That if anything bad ever happens to your eyes
As a result of some sort of conflict with anyone named Nanook
The only way you can get it fixed up
Is to go trudgin’ across the tundra, mile after mile
Trudgin’ across the tundra
Right down to the parish of Saint Alfonzo
I had a job in the great north woods
Working as a cook for a spell
But I never did like it all that much
And one day the ax just fell
So I drifted down to New Orleans
Where I happened to be employed
Workin’ for a while on a fishin’ boat
Right outside of Delacroix
I left a good job in the city
Workin’ for the man every night and day
You got me working boss man, a workin’ around the clock,
I want a little drink of whiskey, you sure won’t let me stop.
Big boss man, can’t you hear me when I call?
You ain’t so big, you just tall, that’s just about all.