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So Long, My Friend
02:47
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so long, my friend
see you in the end
there'll come a time,
won't be tomorrow
but i hope i see you there, my friend.
mountain road,
california sand,
i'm goin out there with a dream in my hand
hate to go,
seems i'm always up and leaving
but i hope i see your face again
i had a love,
i had a plan,
lost 'em both and now i'm back home again
her name is sweet, and it echoes in the mountain
in the pines like cinnamon
i hope i see her face again
so i say: so long, my love!
and i say: so long, my friend!
i'm headin' south out there on the road again
hate to go,
seems i'm always up and leaving
but i hope i see your face again.
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Beautiful Soul
04:47
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beautiful soul,
wonderful stranger i know
we work each day
dragging our feet for our pay
deep in your eyes,
i see your sighs and your woes
beautiful soul,
you have a beautiful soul
and i would like to let you know
beautiful soul,
when will your kindness run dry?
could've sworn i'd seen,
the gates of life in your eyes.
it's so hard to find
one not enslaved by the gold
beautiful soul,
you have a beautiful soul.
and i would like to let you know
and i would like to let you know
beautiful soul,
most people lie to themselves
beautiful soul,
you want no part of their spell.
of the all-too-common dreams and delusions where we dwell.
it's an all-too-common scheme, a confusion that we sell.
we call it heaven, but it's hell for you
we call it heaven but it's hell for you
we call it heaven but it's hell.
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take me back to my mother,
take me back to my home.
oh, i know there ain't no
goin' back from here.
i'm a'dreamin of a' you
my dear.
would you take me back to my father?
take me back to his laughter.
oh, i know there ain't no
goin' back from here.
i'm a' dreamin' of a' you
my dear.
away, far away from my home
dare i pray to a god i've never known?
so they say that each man, well, he must walk alone.
i'm away, far away from my home.
take me back to my first love,
take me back to her arms.
oh i know there ain't no going back from here,
i'm a' dreamin' of a' you, my dear.
lord, would you carry me to the mountain?
if you don't, i will walk on my own.
oh, i know there ain't no going back from here,
i'm a' dreamin' of a' you, my dear.
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Young Pine Nederland, Colorado
Songs of Jake Aschenbrenner and collaborators.
Currently Brooklyn, NY - tomorrow: who knows?
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