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In From The Storm

Well I, I just came back today
I just came back from the storm.
Yeah!
I said: “I just came back, baby
I just came back from the storm.
Yeah, from the storm.
Well, I didn’t know it then,
But I was sufferin’, sufferin’
For my love to keep me warm.

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Night Bird Flying

She’s just a nigh bird flyin’ throught the night
Fly on
She’s just a night bird making a midnight, midnight flight
Sail on, sail on
Well, she’s flyin’ down to me
But, ’til tomorrow got to set her free
Set her free

So all we got, baby, is one precious night
All we got is one precious night
Throw your blues and shoes and things
And lay it down under the bed
Just wrap me up in your beautiful wings,
Better hear what I say, yeah
Oh, carry me home
Please take me through your dreams
Inside your world I want to be

Until tomorrow no tears will be shed
Hold on ’til the sun gets out of bed
Hold on, hold on, baby
Fly on

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Ezy Ryder

There goes Ezy,
Ezy Ryder
Ridin down the highway of desire
He says the free wind
takes him higher
Tryin to find his heaven above
but he’s dyin to be loved

He’s tellin me livin
is so magic
Something is forever
so he claims
He’s talkin’ bout lyin’
it’s so tragic baby
But don’t you worry bout today
we got freedom comin’ our way

How long
do you
think he is gonna last
carryin’ out on a gas

See all the others say
‘do what you please’
Gotta get the brothers together
and the right to be free
In a cloud of angel dust
I think I see me a freak
Hey motorcycle mama
you gonna marry me?

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Hey Baby/In From The Storm

So now you’ve caught on
Hey baby, where do you, comin’ from
Boy she looked at me and smiled,
And looked into space
And she said, ‘i’m comin’ from the land of new rising sun’
And I said, ‘hey, baby where you tryin’ to go to’
Then she says, ‘i’m gonna spread around peace of mind
And a whole lotta love to you and you’
Hey girl I’d like to come along
Yes, I’d love to come along
‘would you like to come along?

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Cherokee Mist

The night I was born
Lord the moon turned a fire red
Said the night I was born
Lord the moon turn a fire red
My poor mother cried the gypsy was right
And she fell down … right down dead
She took me past the outskirts of infinity
Well I..

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