1. |
Strange People
02:54
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CH:
Strange people,
Buzzing round like birds.
Strange people,
Not waiting to be heard.
1:
Sitting round like they been blessed,
Got a whole lot of things they could confess.
Stepping out in Sunday best,
Or creeping round and about like they obsessed.
Café society,
No place for likes of you you see.
Outcast-that maybe
But to me you be extraordinary.
CH:
What a lot of strange people,
Buzzing round like birds,
What a lot of strange people,
Not waiting to be heard.
2:
Struttin’ round-puffed up chest,
Looking up, down on the dispossessed.
Decked out-theatrical dress,
Who’s to say which of you will most impress.
Half baked Liberty.
Invisibility.
No sign of prosperity,
But to me you be extraordinary.
BRIDGE:
There be lovers, loners, the slaves and the free.
There be haves and have nots in the theatre of dreams.
There be charmers, cheaters, plain and pretty.
There be jesters, jokers in the theatre of dreams.
CH:
Strange people,
Buzzing round like birds,
Strange people,
Not waiting to be heard.
SOLO
CH:
What a lot of strange people,
Buzzing round like birds,
What a lot of strange people,
Not waiting to be heard.
BRIDGE:
There be lovers, loners, the slaves and the free.
There be haves and have nots in the theatre of dreams.
There be charmers, cheaters, plain and pretty.
There be jesters, jokers in the theatre of dreams.
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2. |
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1:
You keep saying you got something for me
Something you call love but confess
You been a'messin' where you shouldn't 've been a'messin'
And now someone else is getting all your best
These boots are made for walking, and that's just what they'll do
One of these days these boots are gonna walk all over you
2:
You keep lyin' when you oughta be truthin'
You keep losing when you oughta not bet
You keep samin' when you oughta be a'changin'
Now what’s right is right but you ain't been right yet
These boots are made for walking, and that's just what they'll do
One of these days these boots are gonna walk all over you
3:
You keep playing where you shouldn't be playing
And you keep thinking that you'll never get burned (Hah)
Well, I just found me a brand new box of matches (Yeah)
And what he knows you ain't had time to learn
These boots are made for walking, and that's just what they'll do
One of these days these boots are gonna walk all over you
Outro:
Oh are you ready, boots?
Start walkin
Are you ready boots?
Start walkin
Are you ready boots?
Start walking.
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3. |
Why
03:25
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Verse 1
Have faith in me why don’t you
Be patient with me won’t you
Just need to have you help me
Give me hope and have you love me
Don’t push me til you know
I cannot let you go.
Chorus
Why don’t you ever ask
Why don’t you understand
Why don’t you ever ask
Why don’t you understand
Let me know that you believe me
Let me know you want to please me
Please tell me that you love me
Oh tell me that you love me.
Sax solo.
Verse 2
Stay true to me why don’t you
Be honest with me won’t you
Just want to have you hold me
Take me in your arms and love me
Stay with me let it show
I got to have you so.
Bridge.
Why don’t you……
Why don’t you ……
Why don’t you…..
Why don’t you…..
Why don’t you…
Why don’t you…
Why don’t you…
Why don’t you….
Chorus
Why don’t you ever ask
Why don’t you understand
Why don’t you ever ask
Why don’t you understand
Let me know that you believe me
Let me know you want to please me
Please tell me that you love me
Oh tell me that you love me.
Bridge.
Why don’t you……
Why don’t you ……
Why don’t you…..
Why don’t you…..
Why don’t you…
Why don’t you…
Why don’t you…
Why don’t you….
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4. |
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Verse 1:
To put things in perspective
It’s curious to observe
That since you disappeared
I’ve rediscovered my nerve.
Verse 2:
It’s interesting to note
That since you went away
I’ve reinvented my whole life
In ways I couldn’t say.
Chorus:
Wo woah wo wo wo
Wo woah wo
Wo woah wo wo wo
Wo woah wo.
Verse 3:
Regained my sense of humour
See the wood- see the trees
Don’t care what’s round the corner
Content to shoot the breeze.
Chorus:
Wo woah wo wo wo
Wo woah wo
Wo woah wo wo wo
Wo woah wo.
Verse 4:
My worlds one big adventure
Such joy without you here
Exciting happy place
It’s all perfectly clear.
Bridge:
Do you believe in love,
You just can’t take it.
Do you believe in love,
You have to make it.
Chorus:
Wo woah wo wo wo
Wo woah wo
Wo woah wo wo wo
Wo woah wo.
Verse 5:
So take your cheating ways
You’re so yesterdays news
I’ve won, I’m free forever-
Until the day I lose.
Chorus:
Wo woah wo wo wo
Wo woah wo
Wo woah wo wo wo
Wo woah wo.
Bridge:
Do you believe in love,
You just can’t take it.
Do you believe in love,
You have to make it.
Chorus:
Wo woah wo wo wo
Wo woah wo
Wo woah wo wo wo
Wo woah wo.
Outro:
To put things in perspective,
To put things in perspective.
To put things in perspective,
To put things in perspective.
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5. |
Moving On
04:32
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1:
Like a runaway train I go moving on
Like a runaway train I’m telling you so long
Well I’m going home
Going home where I belong
Cos a runaway train knows where to roll.
2:
Like a runaway train it goes moving on
Like a runaway train yes I’m going strong
I’m a runaway train rollin on and on
And I’m moving on, going home, going home.
CH:
Like a runaway train when the morning comes
Like a runaway train then I’ll I’ll be gone
And I’m going home
Yeah I’m going home
I’m not a runaway train anymore rollin on.
Cos I’m coming home
I know, moving on.
I’m coming home, coming home
Real soon.
GUITAR SOLO
Verse 1
Like a runaway train I go moving on
Like a runaway train I’m telling you so long
Well I’m going home
Going home where I belong
And a runaway train knows where to roll.
Verse 2
Like a runaway train it goes moving on
Like a runaway train yes I’m going strong
I’m a runaway train rollin on and on
And I’m moving on, going home, going home.
CH:
Like a runaway train when the morning comes
Like a runaway train then I’ll I’ll be gone
And I’m going home
Yeah I’m going home
I’m not a runaway train anymore rollin on.
Cos I’m coming home
I know, moving on.
I’m coming home, coming home
Real soon.
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6. |
Beauty of Youth
02:57
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Chorus:
Beauty of youth, glistening and glowing,
So much to prove-ego’s overflowing,
Beauty of youth, perceived perfection,
Frightened the truth will mean rejection.
Verse 1:
We all have doubts,
We all have fears,
Whatever our age,
Whatever our years.
How do I look?
How do I feel?
How do I think?
How do I deal?
Chorus:
Beauty of youth, glistening and glowing,
So much to prove-ego’s overflowing,
Beauty of youth, perceived perfection,
Frightened the truth will mean rejection.
Verse 2:
You’re not unique,
You’re not the first,
You think I’m old,
I’m well rehearsed,
Listen to me,
I know the verse,
I wrote the songs,
The chorus - cursed!
Bridge:
Listen up there people and society,
Can I please suggest that you invest in me.
It’s not just about the next generation,
You got to wise up to the situation.
Chorus:
Beauty of Youth, glistening and glowing,
So much to prove-ego’s overflowing,
Beauty of Youth, perceived perfection,
Frightened the truth will mean rejection.
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7. |
Second Time Around
03:14
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1:
Can you ever return
To the things that you once knew.
Can you ever return
To things that once made you blue
Can you ever return
To something familiar but pure,
Can you ever return
To something exciting but sure.
Pre-Ch:
Like a page of old news
But this time with but different views
Going back for more of the same
But a different game
Ch:
Oh the second time around,
Better in every way.
Oh the second time around
Oh the second time around,
Oh the second time around, I’m here to stay.
2:
Can you ever return
They say no you can’t go back
Can you ever return
They say don’t retrace your tracks
Can you ever return
They don’t know how beautiful it be,
Can you ever return
They don’t know how good you are for me.
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Pre-Ch:
Like a page of old news
But this time with but different views
Going back for more of the same
But a different game
Ch:
Oh the second time around,
Better in every way.
Oh the second time around
Oh the second time around,
Oh the second time around, I’m here to stay.
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8. |
Melancholia
03:09
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CH:
Melancholia
Why don’t you go home now
I’m feeling alone now
Having you here.
Melancholia,
Why don’t you go home now,
I’m feeling (so) low now,
Having you near.
1:
Take this sadness, take this sorrow
Take these worries far away
Take these blues that fill my soul dear
Take my troubles now I pray.
CH:
Melancholia
Why don’t you go home now
I’m feeling alone now
Having you here.
Melancholia,
Who don’t you go home now,
I’m feeling low now,
Having you near.
2:
Take this sadness, take this sorrow
Take these worries far away
Take these blues that fill my soul dear
Take these troubles now go I pray.
CH:
Melancholia
Why don’t you go home now
I’m feeling alone now
Having you here.
Melancholia,
Who don’t you go home now,
I’m feeling so low now,
Having you near.
BRIDGE:
I’m gonna have freedom
I’m gonna have laughter
I’m gonna have days full of cheer.
I’m gonna have peace
I’m gonna have joy
I’m gonna have life without fear
I’m gonna have love
I’m gonna have fun
I’m gonna have times i play like a child
I’m gonna walk hand in hand with happiness
Gonna be me
Be little miss smiles.
I’m gonna walk hand in hand with happiness
Gonna be me
Be little miss smiles.
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9. |
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1:
I just don't know what to do with myself
Don't know just what to do with myself
I'm so used to doing everything with you
Planning everything for two
And now that we're through
2:
I just don't know what to do with my time
I'm so lonesome for you it's a crime
Going to a movie only makes me sad
Parties make me feel as bad
When I'm not with you
I just don't know what to do
CH:
Like a summer rose
It needs the sun and rain
Oh, I need your sweet love
To beat all the pain
3:
I just don't know what to do with myself
I just don't know what to do with myself
Baby, if your new love ever turns you down
Come back, I will be around
Just waiting for you
I don't know what else to do
CH:
Like a summer rose
It needs the sun and rain
Oh, I need your sweet love
To beat all the pain
Refrain:
I don't know just what to do with myself
Don’t know just what to do with myself
I’m so used to doing everything with you,
Planning everything for two
And now that we’re through
I just don’t know what to do.
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10. |
The Window to Your Soul
04:22
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Woah woah hey, hey hey, woah whoah woah woah
Woah woah woah oh woah woah woah oh oh.
Verse 1
Clouds sit still in the purple sky,
Above the rooftops-so high.
Birds sweep and soar
As the sun goes down,
Through the doorway I catch your eye.
Verse 2
Sounds of the traffic far below,
I hear wine hit glass-full flow.
Children stop games
As the sun goes down,
From afar seeds of love are sewn.
Chorus
Your eyes are the window,
Your eyes are the window,
Your eyes are the window to your soul.
Your eyes are the window to your soul.
I watch and wonder,
Why your smile hasn’t reached them.
Your eyes are the window to your soul.
I watch and wonder,
What really lies beneath them.
Verse 3
Shadows throw patterns on the wall,
Pirouetting back and forth.
Silhouettes of heads,
As the sun goes down
You are gone-were you ever there at all.
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Chorus
Your eyes are the window,
Your eyes are the window,
Your eyes are the window to your soul.
Your eyes are the window to your soul.
I watch and wonder,
Why your smile hasn’t reached them.
Your eyes are the window to your soul.
I watch and wonder,
What really lies beneath them.
Woah hey, hey hey, woah whoah woah woah
Woah woah woah oh woah woah woah oh oh.
Refrain
Your eyes are the window,
Your eyes are the window,
Your eyes are the window to your soul.
Your eyes are the window,
Your eyes are the window,
Your eyes are the window to your soul.
Your eyes are the window,
Your eyes are the window,
Your eyes are the window to your soul.
Your eyes are the window,
Your eyes are the window,
Your eyes are the window to your soul.
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Jude Adams England, UK
FREEDOM. Album no 3 is OUT NOW. A ballsy bluesy album w a measure of country thrown in. Collaborating again w Co Producers Georgia Train & Chris Stagg.
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