I've seen fire and I've seen rain 2 (Part 1)

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I don’t know much about dancin’
That’s why I got this song
One of my legs is shorter than the other
And both my feet’s too long
‘Course now right along with ‘em
I got no natural rhythm
But I go dancin’ every night
Hopin’ one day I might get it right

I’m a dancin’ fool (dancin’ fool)
Dancin’ fool
Dancin’ fool (dancin’ fool)
Dancin’ fool

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And when you get the chance
You are the dancing queen
Young and sweet
Only seventeen
Dancing queen
Feel the beat from the tambourine, oh yeah
You can dance
You can jive
Having the time of your life
Ooh, see that girl
Watch that scene
Digging the dancing queen

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Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
I’m not sleepy and there is no place I’m going to
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
In the jingle jangle morning I’ll come following you.

Mr. Tambourine Man. Bob Dylan

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Watch the jingle jangle start to shine
Reflections of the music that is mine
When you toss a coin, you’ll hear it sing
Now listen while I play
My green tambourine

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I got a little change in my pocket goin’ jing-a-ling-a-ling
Wants to call you on the telephone baby, a-give you a ring
But each time we talk, I get the same old thing
Always no hug-ee no kiss-ee until I get a weddin’ ring
My honey my baby, don’t put my love upon no shelf
She said don’t hand me no lines and keep your hands to yourself

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Up at dawn to greet the sun
I’ve forgotten what a care or worry means
Head for home when day is done
With my pocket money jinglin’ in my jeans

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I got brass in pocket
I got bottle, I’m gonna use it
Intention, I feel inventive
Gonna make you, make you, make you notice and

Got motion, restrained emotion
Been driving, Detroit leaning
No reason, just seems so pleasing
Gonna make you, make you, make you notice

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Fortuosity, lucky chances
Fortuitious little happy happenstances
I don’t worry 'cause everywhere I see
That every bit of life is lit by fortuosity

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I come home, in the mornin’ light
My mother says, “When you gonna live your life right?”
Oh momma dear, we’re not the fortunate ones
And girls, they wanna have fun
Oh girls just wanna have fun

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Some folks are born made to wave the flag
Hoo, they’re red, white and blue
And when the band plays “Hail to the Chief”
Ooh, they point the cannon at you, Lord

It ain’t me, it ain’t me
I ain’t no senator’s son, son
It ain’t me, it ain’t me
I ain’t no furtunate one, no

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He went to fight wars
For his country and his king
Of his honor and his glory
The people would sing

Ooh, what a lucky man, he was
Ooh, what a lucky man, he was

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They call us lucky
You and I
Lucky girl
Lucky guy
When you take my hand
Or touch my cheek
I know I’m on a
Lifetime lucky streak
A lucky rainbow
Lights the sky
When we kiss
When we sigh

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The moral of this story, it’s simple but it’s true:
Hey, the stars might lie, but the numbers never do.
I feel lucky,
I feel lucky, yeah.
Hey Dwight, hey Lyle, boys, you don’t have to fight.
Hot dog, I feel lucky tonight.

I Feel Lucky – Mary Chapin Carpenter

-“BB”-

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I don’t care who’s wrong or right
I don’t really wanna fight no more
Too much talking
Let’s sleep on it tonight
I don’t really wanna fight no more
This is time for letting go

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Don’t, give a damn
Fight, while you can
Kill, shoot 'em up
They’ll, they’ll run amok
Shout, Judas
Loud, they’ll hear us
Soldier, sailor
Who’s your jailer?
They’ll run for cover when they discover
Everyone’s a nervous wreck now

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I remember (I remember)
When I used to play shoot 'em up
(Shoot 'em up, bang, bang, baby)
I remember
When I chased the girls and beat 'em up
But I was young and didn’t understand
But now I’m a grownup man

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I was five and he was six
We rode on horses made of sticks
He wore black and I wore white
He would always win the fight

Bang, bang he shot me down
Bang, bang I hit the ground
Bang, bang that awful sound
Bang, bang my baby shot me down

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It’s no use saying that it’s alright, it’s alright
But where were you after midnight, midnight
Heard a Bang, Bang, Bang; Down they go
It’s just a job you do
Cos the harder they run, and the harder they fall
I’m coming down hard on you

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If you could see yourself now, baby
It’s not my fault, you used to be so in control
You’re going to roll right over this one
Just roll me over, let me go
You’re laying blame
Take this as no, no, no, no, no

You bang, bang, bang, bang, bang
Then blame, blame, blame
You bang, bang, bang, bang, bang
It’s not my thing, so let it go

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Oh, this is number one,
And the fun has just begun.
Roll me over, lay me down
And do it again.

Roll me over
In the clover,
Roll me over, lay me down
And do it again.