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I had a friend was a big baseball player
Back in high school
He could throw that speedball by you
Make you look like a fool boy
Saw him the other night at this roadside bar
I was walking in, he was walking out
We went back inside sat down had a few drinks
But all he kept talking about was

Glory days well they'll pass you by
Glory days in the wink of a young girl's eye
Glory days, glory days

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2 minutes ago, SinceThe70s said:

Meet the Mets, meet the Mets,
Step right up and greet the Mets.
Bring your kiddies, bring your wife,
Guaranteed to have the time of your life.

 

You asked for it...

 

Carl Yastrzemski, Carl Yastrzemski, Carl Yastrzemski the man we call Yaz

Carl Yastrzemski, Carl Yastrzemski, Carl Yastrzemski what power he has!
Ah, our Boston team is always on the bean, cause we got Yaz

We Fenway fans we stop and clap our hands at Yaz's Jazz

Those rival pitchers on the mound all shake

They dread each windup that they have to make
 

When number eight is at the plate, and then he swings, and wow there it goes again

and wow there it goes again, and wow there it goes again

 

A rival batter hits one off the wall

And there's Yastrzemski going for the ball

They try for two, the runner knows he's through

Look at Yaz, wow he threw him out again

 

Carl Yastrzemski, Carl Yastrzemski, Carl Yastrzemski the man we call Yaz

Carl Yastrzemski, Carl Yastrzemski, Carl Yastrzemski he's the idol of Boston, Mass      

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Do they still play the blues in Chicago
When baseball season rolls around?
When the snow melts away, do the Cubbies still play
In their ivy-covered burial ground?
When I was a boy, they were my pride and joy
But now they only bring fatigue
To the home of the brave, the land of the free
And the doormat of the National League

 

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Hey Joe, where you goin' with that gun in your hand?
Hey Joe, I said where you goin' with that gun in your hand?
Alright.
I'm goin down to shoot my old lady
You know I caught her messin' 'round with another man.
I'm goin' down to shoot my old lady
You know I caught her messin' 'round with another man
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I like to see you
But then again
That doesn't mean you mean that much to me
So if I call you
Don't make a fuss
Don't tell your friends about the two of us
I'm not in love, no no, it's because..

Be quiet, big boys don't cry

Big boys don't cry

Big boys don't cry

Big boys don't cry

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Big girls don't cry-yi-yi (they don't cry)
Big girls don't cry (who said they don't cry?)
My girl said goodbye-yi-yi (my oh my)
My girl didn't cry (I wonder why)

 

told my girl we had to break up
(Silly boy) hoped that she would call my bluff
(Silly boy) then she said to my surprise
"Big girls don't cry"

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Well I'm not braggin' babe so don't put me down
But I've got the fastest set of wheels in town
When something comes up to me he don't even try
Cause if I had a set of wings man I know she could fly
She's my little deuce coupe
You don't know what I got

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I've got you under my skin
I have got you, deep in the heart of me
So deep in my heart that you're really a part of me
I've got you under my skin
I'd tried so, not to give in
I said to myself this affair it never will go so well
But why should I try to resist when baby I know so well
I've got you under my skin
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The girl I love is a perfect dresser
Wears every fashion, gets it to the tee
Heavens above, I've got to match her
She knows just how she wants her man to be
Leave it to me

 

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There's a brand new talk
But it's not very clear, oo, bop
That people from good homes
Are talking this year, oo, bop, fashion
It's loud and it's tasteless
I've not heard it before, oo, bop
Shout it while you're dancing
On the dance floor, oo, bop, fashion

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Well the night's begun and you want some fun
Do you think you're gonna find it (think you're gonna find it)
You got to treat yourself like number one
Do you need to be reminded (need to be reminded)

It doesn't matter what you do or say
Just forget the things that you've been told
We can't do it any other way
Everybody's got to rock n roll
 
Shout it, shout it, shout it out loud
Shout it, shout it, shout it out loud
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Well it's bulls and blood
It's dust and mud
It's the roar of a Sunday crowd
It's the white in his knuckles
The gold in his buckle
He'll win the next go 'round
It's boots and chaps
It's cowboy hats
It's spurs and latigo
It's the ropes and the reins
And the joy and the pain
And they call the thing rodeo

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I bet you'll hear my whistle blowin when my train rolls in
It goes (whistling), like dust in the wind
Stoned pimp, stoned freak, stoned out of my mind
I once was lost but now I'm just blind
Palm trees and weeds, scabbed knees and rice
Get a map to the stars, find Heidi Fleiss
And if the price is right then I'm gonna make my bid boy
And let Cali-for-ni-a know why they call me

Cowboy, baby!

With the top let back and the sunshine shinin'
Cowboy, baby!
West Coast chillin' with the Boone's wine

 

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An old cowboy went riding out one dark and windy day
Upon a ridge he rested as he went along his way
When all at once a mighty herd of red eyed cows he saw
A-plowing through the ragged sky and up the cloudy draw

 

Their brands were still on fire and their hooves were made of steel
Their horns were black and shiny and their hot breath he could feel
A bolt of fear went through him as they thundered through the sky
For he saw the riders coming hard and he heard their mournful cry

 

Yippie yi ooh
Yippie yi yay
Ghost riders in the sky

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You say that once knew for sure
But now you're walkin' into shore to wonder*
The more you learn the less you know
The more you move the more you go to nowhere*
You ask a bird as she flies by
Just where she's at she says, where the wind blows*
Ask her by that what she means
She says she doesn't know
But as she flew away she seemed to say
The wind is love is the wind
Wind is my love
Who knows the wind
Who knows my love
Where blows the wind
The wind is my love
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Right outside this lazy summer home
you don't have time to call your soul a critic, no
Right outside the lazy gate of winter's summer home
wondering where the nuthatch winters
Wings a mile long just carried the bird away

 

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Fighting Soldiers from the sky
Fearless men who jump and die
Men who mean just what they say
The brave men of the Green Beret

 

Silver Wings upon their chest
These are men America's best
100 men will test today
But only 3 win the Green Beret

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All the leaves are brown (all the leaves are brown)
And the sky is grey (and the sky is grey)
I've been for a walk (I've been for a walk)
On a winter's day (on a winter's day)
I'd be safe and warm (I'd be safe and warm)
If I was in L.A. (if I was in L.A.)
California dreamin' (California dreamin')
On such a winter's day
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Some people seem so obsessed with the morning
Get up early just to watch the sun rise
Some people like it more when there's fire in the sky
Worship the sun when it's high
Some people go for those sultry evenings
Sipping cocktails in the blue, red, and grey
But I like every minute of the day

 

 

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When I wake up early in the morning
Lift my head, I'm still yawning
When I'm in the middle of a dream
Stay in bed, float up stream (float up stream)
 
Please, don't wake me, no, don't shake me
Leave me where I am, I'm only sleeping
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A candy-colored clown they call the sandman
Tiptoes to my room every night
Just to sprinkle stardust and to whisper
"Go to sleep. Everything is all right."
 
I close my eyes, then I drift away
Into the magic night, I softly say
A silent prayer like dreamers do
Then I fall asleep to dreams, my dreams of you
 
In dreams I walk with you, in dreams I talk to you
In dreams you're mine, all of the time
We're together in dreams, in dreams
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I don't mind the time, when you say,

that you're going away,

I just don't want to be lonely.

And I don't care if you share,

only moments a day,

I just don't want to be lonely.

 

I'd rather be loved, and needed,

Depended on to give a love I can't give,

when you're gone, when you're gone,

I just don't want to be lonely,

I'd just rather be loved.

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Now no one's knocked upon my door
For a thousand years or more
All made up and nowhere to go
Welcome to this one man show
 
Just take a seat they're always free
No surprise, no mystery
In this theater that I call my soul
I always play the starring role
 
So lonely
So lonely
So lonely
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