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Would You Mind
03:08
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Would you mind walking a little bit faster
Would you mind moving on a little bit
Would you mind walking a little bit faster
I’ve got things to do, I gotta go, I’m sure of it
Drop the kids at the school, take the car to the shop, it’s not working like it aught.
I don’t know why, nothing seems to work anymore
Here’s my money, where’s my coffee? No paper, no thank-you, no time to decipher
I’m sure it’ll find me with a spoon
Would you mind walking a little bit faster
Would you mind moving on a little bit
Would you mind walking a little bit faster
I’ve got things to do, I gotta go, I’m sure of it
Went by the store, to get some food, there’s not that much there anymore
I don’t know why, where’d it all go anyway?
Here’s my ticket where’s my laundry. No sorry, no hand-outs, no time to discuss it
I’m sure you’ll get along somehow
Would you mind walking a little bit faster
Would you mind moving on a little bit
Would you mind walking a little bit faster
I’ve got things to do, I gotta go, I’m sure of it
Went by the bank to check the loan, nobody was there, nobody was home
I don’t know why? Where’d they go anyway?
Here’s my card, where’s my credit? No Wall Street, no Nikkei, no time to recover
I’m sure we’ll get along, sure we’ll get along somehow
Without oh without
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2. |
Enough
03:38
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One heart that blooms like a rose blooms, one story as rich as a bank
One day to wake and grin, one love to give like a river flows
One look as shy as a blush, one touch as plain as stark naked
One night to cover the day, one kiss as deep as a warm bed
I said that's enough, enough for me yeah
I said, that's enough, enough for me yeah
one road to whistle a song on, one moon to dance with the sun
one tear to fall at the right time, one hand, one hand to take in mine
I said that's enough, enough for me, yeah
I said, that's enough enough for me
That's enough, enough for me, yeah
I said, that's enough , enough for me yeah
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3. |
Sure Feels Good
03:27
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past the house and saw you there, standing where we had that evening
you turn and shake your head at something said, guess I’ll be leaving
sure feels good to be loved
sure feels good to be loved
to be loved, to be loved
thunder rolls, a drop of rain I remain looking in
words of guarantee are coming back haunting me
sure feels good to be loved
sure feels good to be loved
to be loved, to be loved
sure feels good to be loved
sure feels good to be loved
to be loved, to be loved
looking now through the pane I remain, I remain
sure feels good to be loved
sure feels good to be loved
sure feels good to be loved
sure feels good to be loved,
to be loved, to be loved
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4. |
Spanish Quarter
01:03
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when you look at the sun, is it the same sun?
when you look at the rain is it the same rain that's falling?
when you look in my eyes is there some surprise?
do you see me at all? do you see me at all?
am I living some dream you can't remember?
am I living some part, some prop in your play?
you want me to be what I cannot be
do you see me at all? do you see me at all?
I don't live here anymore
that's just a shadow that you see by the door
you want me to be the way that I was before
hand pushes through the glass and, I don't live here anymore
I don't live here anymore
that's just a shadow that you see by the door
you want me to be the way that I was before
hand pushes through the glass and, I don't live here anymore
I don't live here anymore
that's just a shadow that you see by the door
you want me to be the way that I was before
hand pushes through the glass and, I don't live here anymore
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6. |
Could I Take You There
03:08
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I am sculptor, you are my muse
If we went to Paris, do you think you could choose
to climb up the Eiffel Tower, follow our shooting star,
could I take you there?
I am a bird, you are my air
If we stay together we could build our nest there
soaring by Sacre Coeur, healing our little hurts
could I take you there?
If we walk away, if we give up now, bring down the cage,
and bury the trowel
We’ll never know what it’s like to grow old,
holding hands, smiling inside
Thinking back to the time and the place where we came
Me and you on the banks of the Seine
Strolling the Champs d’Elysees, Montmartre another day
could I take you there?
Springtime’s coming, crocuses bloom
Where do you fly my love?
I’ll wait for you, answer soon sweet, sweet dove.
I am sculptor and you are my muse
If we went to Paris, do you think you could choose
to climb up the Eiffel Tower, follow our shooting star
could I take you there?
Give me your hand, hold onto mine
Flying together, higher we’ll climb
Higher, closer, higher, closer
Could I take you there?
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7. |
Spot On The Wall
02:37
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spot on the wall falling night
step through my eyes steal my sight
gone all the days stories’ pain
you were in my arms again
blur of the fan spinning round
blends with the street city sounds
tear all the sheets from the bed
too hot to sleep you said
I fall into
I fall into
I fall into
I fall into
all my life I do not know
where it comes from or where it goes
that i might live for 10,000 years
but live most when I disappear
through a spot on the wall falling nights
step through my eyes steal my sight
gone all the days stories’ pain
you were in my arms again
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8. |
Staring It Down
04:08
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He’s a self-made man and thanks his friends for that
found the right path coming from the wrong track
Fell into a hurricane and fought his way back
He’s a self made man, this is his attack, uh huh, uh huh
He fights from the edge, breaks away from the right
days filled with battles, demons fill the night
Rising up for glory, pulling down the weight
Suiting up in armour, toss a bone to fate, uh huh
Staring in down, staring in down, he won’t let it stop belief in today
Staring in down, staring in down, ain’t nothing gonna stand in his way
If he stops for a minute or thinks about the brake
it leaves him behind make no mistake
If he throws up his arms he’ll get caught by the wind
It passes him by again and again, uh huh, uh huh
Laughing up at the rain, racing through to the end
He’s leading the pack but has to contend
with what dogs him for life, ‘neath the sun and the moon
But he’s staring it down it comes back soon, uh huh
Staring in down, staring in down, he won’t let it stop belief in today
Staring in down, staring in down, ain’t nothing gonna stand in his way
Staring in down, staring in down, he won’t let it stop belief in today
Staring in down, staring in down, ain’t nothing gonna stand in his way
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9. |
One Dance
03:14
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I think our hearts are ready, willing, open, curious
I hear the sirens singing, calling dancing beckoning
I think we need to get up dispell our senses sleeping
What our bodies have forgotten music will awaken
One dance, is all that we have
One dance, it's all we ever have
So dance, dance, dance
This night is fair this summer breeze speaks many tongues
A salty ocean distant mountains ancient drums
The wine has turned to laughter nothing new under the sun is found
Except this night belongs to us, our dance, our turn, our round
One dance, is all that we have
One dance, it's all we ever have
So dance, dance, dance
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10. |
Mr. Milton
02:53
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Mr. Milton, Mr. Milton, we're at the Doug, he's at the Hilton
We're at the spoon, he's at Le Crocodile
We're eating cheese he's eating snail,
pulling five figures we're working at scale
We go to our job, all he does is play
Betty the baker, she's a real shaker, mixing it up at the bar
Willy the wagger, he's a real bragger, says that he'll make me a star
One day I'm gonna jump over the moon, maybe I'll write me a best selling tune but ‘till that day I will listen
to the man with the horn who can play
One day I'm gonna jump over the moon, maybe I'll write me a
best selling tune ‘till that day I will listen
to the man with the horn who can play
Mr. Milton, Mr. Milton, we're at the Doug he's at the Hilton
We're at the spoon, he's at Le Crocodile
We're eating cheese he's eating snail
pulling five figures we're working at scale
We go to our job, all he does is play
Mr. Milton, Mr. Milton, we're at the Doug he's at the Hilton
We're eating cheese he's eating snail
go to our job, all he does is play
He’s Mr. Milton, the man with the horn who can play
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Mowbray and Mills Victoria, British Columbia
Tracy Mills
Paul Mowbray
Mowbray Mills Band
FOLK ROCK
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