Up a lazy river by the old mill run Lazy, lazy river in the noon day sun Linger awhile in the shade of the tree Throw away your troubles, dream a dream
B Goode He used to carry his guitar in a gunny sack He sit beneath the tree by the railroad track The engineer would see him sittin' in the shade Strummin
The closed blinds in my home See no light of day Dust gathers on my stereo 'Cause I can't bare to hear the radio The piano sits in a shaded space With
's always night Well it's always night Yeah I'll go to Rome Rooftop slums Dead beneath pipes and gypsy drums Shade of my cash and drop my class Rent out a piano
of summer are here when sun shines more likely than not gonna lay here in the shade, gonna drink me another ice-cold beer because ooh boys, it's hot (PIANO
and brown Again I wanna see and do the things we've done and seen Where the breeze is sweet as Shalimar and there's forty shades of green [ piano ] I
You'll find relief somewhere between the tree and it's shade. When you go away, Heavens a distance not a place.
mountains, ended up in Hollywood Playing piano in that pink hotel just like you said I would I kept looking out my window hoping one day you would come Going every shade
shade of a tree of life that it may ever stand Where I can just hear the angels sing and shake Jesus hand Lord build me a cabin in the corner of Gloryland [ piano
(Piano Intro By Billy) Scarred for life Scarred for life Scarred for life Memory, for all eternity There forever of how it used to be Scarred for life
folks laugh at him but he doesn't notice he goes right on bout his day Picking up bottles and boxes and papers and pieces of life thrown away [ piano ]
the old parlor piano still sounded alright Just as good as it did many Saturday nights And the big round oak table where dinner was made Brought almost as much as the tiffany shade
feels but it's been nice not to have to worry bout the blues for life [ steel - piano - fiddle ] Well the guy next door really got it made stays every day layin' in the shade
my knees And roll my stockings down And all that jazz Start the car I know a whoopee spot Where the gin is cold But the piano's hot It's just a noisy
work has worth. Uncertain as the fingering of a chord torn prematurely from a piano's womb. As we fill our precious lungs with concrete, that faithful shade
Darkness (David Crosby, Jeff Pevar and James Raymond) [Intro. (Acoustic Guitar and Piano)] Some of us wind up in shadow Some of us wind up in shade
