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Chris Hillman - guitar/bass/mandolin
Gram Parsons - guitar/piano/organ
Bernie Leadon - guitar/dobro
Pete Kleinow - steel
Michael Clarke - drums
Byron Berline – fiddle
Leon Russell - piano
Frank Blanco – percussion
Leopoldo C. Carbajal – accordion
Buddy Childers – cornet/flugelhorn
Tommy Johnson – tuba
Recorded:
1969-1970, A&M Studio, Hollywood
© Irving Music, BMI
It's a lazy day I'm down with nothing else to do
It's a crazy day I got a thing that I want to try with you
Now baby don't go away please don't spoil my lazy day
Isn't it better didn't you know? Just sitting down here by my radio
I'm gonna make you worry none about your income tax
No there's no need to hurry I gotta teach you how to relax
It's a lazy day I'm down with nothing else to do
It's a crazy day I got a thing that I want to try with you
Now baby don't you go away please don't spoil my lazy day
No you don't have to think about nothing to do
Cause when I get you down to my barbaque
I'm gonna make you feel funny and sparkle like a brand new dime
No I don't have any money but I always got plenty of time
It's a lazy day I'm down with nothing else to do
It's a crazy day I got a thing that I want to try with you
Now baby don't you go away please don't spoil my lazy day
It's a lazy day it's a lazy day
It's a lazy day
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© Red River Songs, BMI
Yes I know she's the life of the party
And without her things here would die
Oh but don't be fooled by her laughter
She has her sad times she knows how to cry
She drinks and she talks just a little too loud
And with her black gown she hangs around with any old crowd
Yes I know I'm to blame and I feel so ashamed
That I made her the image of me
I met her in a little country town
She was settled and old-fashioned in some ways
But she loved me till I dragged her down
Then she just gave up and drifted away
She drinks and she talks just a little too loud
And with her black gown she hangs around with any old crowd
Yes I know I'm to blame and I feel so ashamed
That I made her the image of me
Yes I know I'm to blame and I feel so ashamed
That I made her the image of me
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© Irving Music, BMI
There's a place everyone of us can go to
Maybe you have been there once or twice
Where all your friends just look at you and whisper
And they want to give you nothing but advice
When you walk in they all know what you're after
And the higher that you get the more they'll see
In a dark room filled with music wine and laughter
Your eyes keep searching for her constantly
Is it that one in the corner with her eyes filled with tears
Or is she the one who's having fun drinking too much beer
Every night it's the same sad old procedure
The doorman winks at you on your way out
'Cause deep inside he knows you'll be returning
And he's got something you can't live without
There's nothing new that can be said about dirt
And there's nothing left inside your heart but the same old hurt
Of an old love's fancy life has left you stranded in a dream
Ain't you glad you're a high fashion queen
Ain't you glad you're a high fashion queen
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© Witmark And Sons, ASCAP
Listen to me baby
I'll come to make you see
I want to be with you girl
If you want to be with me
But if you got to go that's all right
But if you got to go go now
Or else you gotta stay all night
I am just a poor boy baby
Looking to connect
And I certainly don't want you thinking
That I ain't got any respect
But if you got to go that's all right
But if you got to go go now
Or else you gotta stay all night
I don't wanna question you
To take part in any quiz
It's just that I don't have a watch
And you keep asking me what time it is
But if you got to go that's all right
But if you got to go go now
Or else you gotta stay all night
I don't wanna make you do
Anything you never did before
It's just that I'll be sleeping soon
Too dark for you to find the door
But if you got to go that's all right
But if you got to go go now
Or else you gotta stay all night
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© Irving Music, BMI
She calls me the man in the fog
Take me she says just one time
Our seats our so close in the dark and this feeling's not mine
I can't stop this feeling's not mine
I came by her place once before
Thought I would go for a ride
I saw through the screen on the door how her old mama cried
She wouldn't let me inside
My daughter is in such a fog
She seems to be under a spell
It's all I can do just to keep you away if I can
Soon as you're gone she'll be well
A note came along in the mail
Be under my window at nine
I got up the money for bail baby everything's fine
We're gonna make it this time
We can get lost in the crowd
Places we already know
Like all the parks and the taverns where old people go
Waiting for winter's white snow
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© Irving Music, BMI
Tempted and tried we're often made to wonder
Why it should be thus all the day long
While there are others living about us
Never molested though in the wrong
Farther along we'll know all about it
Farther along we'll understand why
Cheer up my brother come sing in the sunshine
We'll understand it all by and by
When death has come and taken our loved ones
It leaves our home so lonely and drear
Then do we wonder why others prosper
Living so wicked year after year
Farther along we'll know all about it
Farther along we'll understand why
Cheer up my brother come sing in the sunshine
We'll understand it all by and by
Faithful till death said our loving master
A few more days to labor and wait
Toils of the road will then seem as nothing
When we sweep through that beautiful gate
Farther along we'll know all about it
Farther along we'll understand why
Cheer up my brother come sing in the sunshine
We'll understand it all by and by
We'll understand it all by and by
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© Irving Music, BMI
I don't ever think about tomorrow
Whether or why is all on another day
And I think that it's been said by somebody up ahead
The older guys tell me what it's all about
The older guys really got it all worked out
Since we got the older guys to show us how
I don't see why we can't stop right now
It's so cold staying living down on the ocean
Dead on the beach is where I want to rent my home
And I think that it's been said by somebody up ahead
The older guys get the ladies with their style
Yeah the older guys squeeze 'em till it makes them smile
What's the sense of looking like a cop on the beat
What's the sense of looking like a girl on the street
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© Irving Music, BMI
Cody Cody I hear you say
I hear your voice calling me away
I'm not afraid to think of what I might find
I will be yours will you be mine
We've all been young we've all been old
We've all been sheltered from the cold
Come to my side and say what I think I already know
I'm going away don't you want to go
I remember the face that Harvey drew
It was of a man that my eyes saw through
Come by my side before the evening is gone
And see where else this body's flown
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© Tickson Music, BMI
Straight-backed chair and a table where he sits when he's able
To walk over from bedridden misery
To record from his thoughts on a worn out table cloth
Where he'd been while his mind breaks sleeplessly
Though his body's bent with age you know he's still out on that stage
Entertaining all his friends that pause to greet him at the door
Forty-nine years out on the road many nights he'd saved a soul
Now he sits and waits to claim his own reward
God's own singer of songs is going home
Though he's poor might be the richest one you know
All his pain will set him free
Wash his soul and cleans him clean
God's own singer of songs is going home
God's own singer of songs is going home
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© Irving Music, BMI
There's a man a tall man follows no one
Out in the storm can he stay warm all the things that he's done
Oh the city lights are such pretty lights
Get a move on tell him it's alright
Sing a song and say that it's alright say it's alright
There is a man a crippled man is he a soldier?
Can his new wife live out her life the way he told her?
Oh I see the light I see it burnin' bright
... tell him it's alright
Shake your fist and tell him it's alright say it's alright
Where you have been is not a sin it's where you're goin'
Hurt anyone by what you've done and it starts showin'
Oh but you can't complain about the wind and the rain
You're gonna gather in the churchyard just the same
Your water won't ever wash away the stainy if you remain
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© Abkco Music, BMI
Childhood living is easy to do
The things you wanted I bought them for you
Graceless lady you know who I am
You know I can't let you slide through my hands
Wild horses couldn't drag me away
Wild wild horses couldn't drag me away
I watched you suffer a dull aching pain
Now you've decided to show me the same
No sweeping exits or off stage lights
Could make me feel bitter or treat you unkind
Wild horses couldn't drag me away
Wild wild horses couldn't drag me away
I know I've dreamed you a sin and a lie
I had my freedom but I don't have much time
Faith has been broken tears must be cried
Let's do some living after we die
Wild horses couldn't drag me away
Wild wild horses we'll ride them some day
Wild horses couldn't drag me away
Wild wild horses we'll ride them some day
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