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The Clown
04:13
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I'm just a clown in the circus of life.
Walking a wire on the edge of a knife.
Trying to fill these overgrown shoes.
I keep laughing through all these blues.
Because the show must go on.
And the show must go on.
On my face, a smile painted there.
Tinsel and lace in my synthetic hair.
I live my life out in vagabond clothes,
Hiding behind a big red nose.
I'm just a clown in the circus of life.
And the show must go on.
The show must go on.
I'm just a clown in the circus of life.
Juggling my soul on the edge of a knife.
Trying to fill these overgrown shoes.
I keep laughing through all these blues,
And the show must go on.
The show must go on.
Out in the ring, I play my part,
Regardless of this hole in my heart.
A clown dressed up for the whole world to see,
But what they see is not really me.
I just a clown, in the circus of life.
And the show must go on, the show must go on.
The show must go on, the show must go on.
Larry Woods 1/11/2021
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2. |
No Room For Gypsies
04:47
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Highway 57, all the way from here to there.
South E35 will take you almost anywhere.
Baby, don't we look cool?
Taking most of the chances, we're breaking all the rules.
Slice it as you like it,
Jam up and jelly tight.
Over easy for breakfast,
Because it needs to last us through the night.
And when it comes down to just me and you,
There ain't no room for Gypsies, shore ain't no time for fools.
Park it where you want to.
You can catch it when you can.
Don't you worry about tomorrow,
Spend all today dealing with the man.
It's a sad tale. but child it's true.
There ain't no room for Gypsies, ain't no time for fools.
Well baby you shore paint a pretty picture.
You take a mean photograph.
I'd like to sing a little tune,
And make the fat girl laugh.
Ummhmm, I ain't trying to be cruel.
But there ain't no room for Gypsies and no time for fools.
Well, it's highway whatcha call it,
All the way to New Orleans.
I got my sites set on Dixieland,
And a bowl of rice and beans.
And I do have designs on you.
I've got room for a Gypsie if you've got time for a fool.
We're talking US I 55, all the way to New Orleans,
I got my sites set on Dixieland,
And a bowl of rice and beans.
And baby I do have designs on you.
I've got room for a Gypsie if you got time for a fool.
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3. |
Johnny Lee
03:38
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It was at the Country Palace that I first heard about Johnny Lee.
They said he had a hand for cards,
He might even be better than me.
I said I'd like to meet the man, that could ever beat my hand.
There's not a soul alive better than me.
It was at the Country Palace that I first heard about Johnny Lee.
It was at the Country Palace that I first met the man named Johnny Lee.
I was standing at the bar when a thin Irish man walked up to me.
He said he had heard of my name, and he knew of a poker game.
He invited me along and I agreed,
It was at the Country Palace that I spoke with the man named Johnny Lee.
Well, he told me the stakes were high,
And I looked him right in the eye and said, that's alright by me.
It was at the Country Palace I spoke with the man named Johnny Lee.
It was at the Country Palace, I played my only game with Johnny Lee.
And when the dealer said it's five-card draw Johnny looked around.
But not at me.
When I was dealt the Jack-of-Spades I knew dam well I had it made,
Johnny kept that same card up his sleeve.
It was at the Country Palace I shot down the man named Johnny Lee.
Now he's in the ground and I'm behind bars.
But I come out ahead by far.
I bet he'd trade places with me.
It was at the Country Palace I shot down the man named Johnny Lee.
Ole Johnny Lee,
Dead Johnny Lee.
Larry Woods 1/11/2021
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4. |
Back To The Country
03:57
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I'm going to leave, all this concrete and steel.
Sensual overload makes it too hard to feel.
Pack up my life and take my wife, back to the country.
Get away from all this running around.
Plant my feet on the solid ground.
Kick back in the sunshine and make love, in the country.
Out in the country.
I'm going to leave all these city lights.
I'd rather breathe the fresh air, and be able to see the stars at night.
It makes me feel alright.
Sitting on the back porch, just watching the rain.
When you feel good, there's no need to explain.
You know when you've found your right place,
Out in the country.
I'm going to leave all these city lights.
I'd rather breathe the fresh air and be able to see,
The stars at night.
It makes me feel alright, yes it does.
Larry Woods 1/11-2021
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5. |
Hard To Say Goodbye
04:41
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It's hard to say goodbye to someone you love.
It's hard to say goodbye to someone you love.
You know it's hard to say goodbye to someone you, it's hard.
The days go by and again,
I'm standing at the crossroads of my life.
Nothing left to do but say goodbye.
I think of you and I start to fly.
But it's hard to say goodbye to someone you love.
It's always hard.
All through the night, the storm is raging,
Feelings washing me out to sea.
But in the morning I'll still remember you,
Because in my heart you'll always beat.
The days go by and again,
I'm standing at the crossroads of my life.
Nothing left to do but say goodbye.
I think of you I start to cry.
All through the night, the storm is raging,
Feelings washing me out to sea.
But in the morning I'll still remember you,
Because in my heart you'll always beat.
But it hard to say goodbye to someone you love.
You know it's hard to say goodbye to someone you love.
It's so hard to say goodbye to someone you.
It's always hard.
Larry Woods 1/11/2021
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6. |
Love Is True
03:58
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Your eyes on a rainy day,
Can chase all the clouds away.
I know that you'll be there.
It's time that we can share.
Baby if I could just tell you how much,
That you mean to me I know you would see that love is true.
As time goes by, sometimes I don't know which way to turn.
That's when I realize that you are my star,
Shinning there for me deep inside,
Saying my love is true.
My love is true, my love is true, my love is true, love is true.
In the darkest night and I'm feeling very low.
I know that I hurt you baby,
But there's something that I want you to know.
I hurt myself and I will try,
To show you that I really love you.
Baby my love is true.
As time goes by, sometimes I don't know which way to turn.
That's when I realize that you are my star,
Shinning there for me deep inside.
Saying my love is true.
My love is true, my love is true, my love is true,
Larry Woods 1/11/2021
Love is true.
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7. |
Surfer On A Dream
04:54
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Unbroken wave, stretching to the sky,
Originates within the cosmic tide.
Curving to desire. Burning like fire.
The First Born rides on the waves of love.
Surfer on a dream rides a distant screen into the setting sun.
Someone draw the lights.
The curtain's coming down.
The movie's done.
But on the boundless sea,
He rides eternity.
Yeah, the surf is up!
The surfer is in love.
Makes a choice to start.
Balanced in the heart.
The golden light of the sun drives the waves.
Surfer on a dream.
Rides a distant scene into reality.
The motions of the worlds,
Give rise to his joy as he breaks another curl.
Ancient mystic wave that we will ride with them,
When he returns someday.
No more crying now, she will show us how to balance in the heart.
Surfer on a dream.
Larry Woods 1/11/2021
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8. |
Lost In The Woods
03:58
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I'm lost in the woods, and I can't get out.
Nobody's coming for me.
Won't do no good to shout.
Seems like I've been this way before.
And I've been down there on the floor.
If I can't make it out the door,
You'll find me washed up on the shore.
We're running out of time,
A way back to find.
Am I losing my mind?
It's just the blind leading the blind.
When you're lost in the woods,
And you can't get out.
Nobody's looking for you.
It won't do no good to shout.
Something's pressing on my brain.
The definition of insane.
I don't think I can stand the pain.
Why did we go this way again?
We're running out of time,
A way back to find.
Nothing will be the same,
After bleeding out in the rain.
When you're lost in the woods.
The end is in sight,
If we can make it through the night.
When there's nothing left to say,
We'll make it to the light of day.
But we're lost in the woods.
Yeah you're lost in the woods,
Yeah you're lost in the woods.
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9. |
The Farmer
04:24
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The year is late, beyond the gate,
The garden is full and ready for the harvest.
Among the rows overgrown with vegetables and fruit,
The weeds have taken over.
The farmer comes.
He will reap this garden now. collecting it's worth.
She will separate the leaves from the thorns,
With loving care.
As the cycle and the sword have been employed.
So now the time has come,
For the season's turning.
In time all wounds will heal,
And we will feel love,
As the sun's returning.
The farmer comes.
He will reap this garden now,
Collecting it's worth.
She will separate the leaves from the thorns,
With loving care.
Cold nights are followed by warm days,
As fears give way.
A new day is dawning.
And in time you will see,
To be free just to be,
Is all you ever really wanted.
The farmer comes.
He will reap this garden now collecting it's worth.
She will separate the leaves from the thorns,
With loving care.
With love, with love, with love,
With loving care.
Larry Woods 1/11/2021
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10. |
Wild Side
04:22
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11. |
Mosquito
04:02
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Funky mosquito.
Larry Woods 1/11/2021
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12. |
Calm Before The Storm
03:39
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When time stands still in the eye of the storm.
You start to wonder why you were born.
In the dead of the night, you cast no shadows.
There is no reference to tomorrow.
What will the morning bring?
Dancing with ghosts in the space in between,
Time in the midnight hour where the darkness rules.
Where she lies sleeping dreaming of the day.
Nothing is still something.
The end is the beginning.
The hole is in the center.
The darkness comes before the light.
The sky is crying.
The sea is red.
The blood of the mother is on the bed of your birthing.
From the sea you came.
To wake in the sunshine and forget your name.
To live in terror, to die in pain.
To shine with brilliance,
To go insane.
And all that you are.
And all that you were,
Will be washed away,
In the blood of the mother,
In the light of the day.
With the salt of the ocean,
With the howling wind and rain,
You see all your toils run down the drain.
And in the light of a new day,
You gather the pieces and just walk away.
Larry Woods 1/11/2021
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13. |
All By Yourself
04:12
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Oh, the time will come.
Time for you to ride,
You've got to meet the sun,
On the other side.
And it's a lonesome road,
Out on that back mile.
It's a way you go,
All by yourself.
The first step that you take,
When you walk through that door.
The reflections you make.
All the shadows are yours.
The people in your life,
Will never understand.
When you just give up,
And turn back into sand.
Then you will be free,
Because you just won't care.
And once again you'll be,
All by yourself.
Oh, the time will come.
Time for me to ride.
I've got to greet the sun,
On the other side.
The most precious thing in my life,
Is my time spent with you.
We will meet again,
When this life is though.
Larry Woods 1/11/2021
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Larry Woods Wimberley, Texas
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