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October 23, 2015
Oct
23
The morning is dead and the day is too
There’s nothing left here to lead me, but the velvet moon
All my loneliness I have felt today
It’s a little more than enough to make a man throw himself away
And I continue to burn the Midnight Lamp, alone
Now the smiling portrait of you
is still hanging on my frowning wall
It really doesn’t, it really doesn’t bother me too much at all
It’s just the eh ever falling dust that makes it so hard for me to see
That forgotten earring laying on the floor
Facing coldly towards the door
And I continue to burn the Midnight Lamp, all alone
Burn!
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October 23, 2015
Oct
23
Well I realize that I’ve been hypnotized, I love your gypsy eyes
I love your gypsy eyes
Alright!
Hey!
Gypsy.
Way up in my tree I’m sitting by my fire
Wond’rin’ where in this world might you be
And knowin’ all the time you’re still roamin’ in the country side
Do you still think about me?
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October 23, 2015
Oct
23
The morning is dead and the day is too
There’s nothing left here to lead me, but the velvet moon
All my loneliness I have felt today
It’s a little more than enough to make a man throw himself away
And I continue to burn the Midnight Lamp, alone
Now the smiling portrait of you
is still hanging on my frowning wall
It really doesn’t, it really doesn’t bother me too much at all
It’s just the eh ever falling dust that makes it so hard for me to see
That forgotten earring laying on the floor
Facing coldly towards the door
And I continue to burn the Midnight Lamp, all alone
Burn!
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October 23, 2015
Oct
23
It sure was a long long long hot summer night
As far as my eyes could see
Well my heart was way
Down in a cold cold winter storm.
Well my darlin’ where can you be? Where can you be baby?
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October 23, 2015
Oct
23
If you can just get your mind together
Then come on across to me
We’ll hold hands and then we’ll watch the sunrise
From the bottom of the sea
But first, are you experienced?
Have you ever been experienced?
Well, I have
I know, I know you probably scream and cry
That your little world won’t let you go
But who in your measly little world
Are you trying to prove that
You’re made out of gold and, eh, can’t be sold
So, are you experienced?
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October 23, 2015
Oct
23
Yeah, his guitar slung across his back
His dusty boots is his cadillac
Flamin’ hair just a blowin’ in the wind
Ain’t seen a bed in so long it’s a sin
He left home when he was seventeen
The rest of the world he had longed to see
But everybody knows the boss
A rolling stone who gathers no moss
But you’d probably call him a tramp
But it goes a little deeper than that
He’s a highway chile, yeah
Now some people say he had a girl back home
Who messed around and did him pretty wrong
They tell me it kinda hurt him bad
Kinda made him feel pretty sad
I couldn’t say what went through his mind
Anyway, he left the world behind
But everybody knows the same old story,
In love and war you can’t lose in glory
Now you’d probably call him a tramp
But I know it goes a little deeper than that
He’s a highway chile
Walk on brother, yeah
One more brother
His old guitar slung across his back
His dusty boots is his cadillac
Flamin’ hair just a blowin’ in the wind
Ain’t seen a bed in so long it’s a sin
Now you may call him a tramp
But I know it goes a little deeper than that
He’s a highway chile
Walk on brother
Don’t let no one stop you
Highway chile
Yeah yeah yeah
Highway chile
Go on down the highway
Highway chile
Yeah yeah yeah
Highway chile
