Can't help about the shape I'm in Can't sing, I ain't pretty and my legs are thin Don't ask me what I think of you Might not give the answer that you
She's got so much blues Her best friend can't help her Her best friends a woman How can a woman help her Woman's got the blues She just feels like crying
Although the sun is shining High above There's one thing on my mind You my love I see a weeping willow In the park Like this there's sadness growing
Written by peter green. Baby, if you got to rock I got to be your rockin' horse Baby, think you'd like to roll Maybe your diggin' it more They're shakin
Then play on So many nights I lay awake Can't sleep I lay here thinkin' 'bout a woman I used to love Can't sleep but no good to count sheep I'll just
I've got things to do I move everyday I hope you don't mind 'Cause I'm goin' your way You've got things to do You move everyday I hope you don't mind
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world apart As now I'm back to the time Where I would search for a dream But no use to try anymore as before Someday I'll die, and maybe then I'll be
I would roll from town to town I was a rambling pony I would roll from town to town Yes just looking for a sweet woman And making my love come on down
Written by danny kirwan. When you say That you know Of all the good times to come When you say That there'll alway be You and me When I say That I
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: I've got things to do I move everyday I hope you don't mindM 'Cause I'm goin' your way You've got things to do You move everyday I hope you don't
: I can't help about the shape I'm in I can't sing, I ain't pretty and my legs are thin But don't ask me what I think of you I might not give the answer
: Baby, if you got to rock I got to be your rockin' horse Baby, think you'd like to roll Maybe your diggin' it more They're shakin' the world When it
