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Maybe
03:45
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You've been out there on the run
Said you're lookin' for someone
Maybe someone's lookin' for you
You've got a mighty big space to fill
Ya ever thought about standing still?
Maybe someone's lookin' for you
You're afraid of what you might find and that's all right
Everybody's runnin', usually away from somethin'
You've been out there on the run
Said you're lookin' for someone
Maybe someone's lookin' for you
Said you're trying to replace
Somethin' you had, but you wasted it
You're afraid of what you might find and that's all right
Everybody's runnin', usually away from somethin'
Maybe someone's lookin' for you
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The Ocean
03:23
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You came to me in a dream last night, awaking my emotion. The question came in the morning light: have you been to the ocean?
There was a man there when the dream began. I'm certain I don't know him. His clothes were loud and his skin was tan. Have you been to the ocean?
Oh, the visions the night brings
No, it don't mean nothin'
Just yes or no is all I need
Have you been to the ocean?
I know you have a new love now and talk about devotion. He was with you in my dream somehow. Have you been to the ocean?
It's just rare that I remember dreams
And it's been years since you and me
Any chance you're wearing a brand new ring?
And have you been to the ocean?
Of course it was you - I saw your face. Of course you were drinking champagne. Yes, you laughed at the crashing waves. Have you been to the ocean?
Hey, forget about it all
Sorry for the call...
And as you started to speak, I lost the signal
But you came to me in a dream last night, awaking my emotion. The question came in the morning light: have you been to the ocean? have you been to the ocean?
Have you been back to the ocean?
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Dancin' alone, ten dollars in the jukebox
I won't go home till my last song plays
Dancin' alone, must be a Friday night
Must be the only joint in town
With Bobby Charles on the jukebox
Maker's Mark or Baker's 7
You can have anything you want
I want bourbon on the rocks
And Bobby Charles on the jukebox
It's been a year since I've been with anyone
It's been a thousand tears ago since she and I were one
It's been a lot to think about, more than enough to drink about
I try not to think out loud about it, but actions are louder
Than Bobby Charles on the jukebox
Maker's Mark or Baker's 7
You can have anything you want
I want bourbon on the rocks
And Bobby Charles on the jukebox
They say give it time, they say give it space
I say give it a rest, I've had it to here with cliches
I've had to hear everyone's advice
Now I just want to hear the sound of bourbon being poured over ice
With Bobby Charles on the jukebox
Maker's Mark or Baker's 7
You can have anything you want
I want bourbon on the rocks
And Bobby Charles on the jukebox
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Hallways
02:55
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Here we go again is the way it began
It ended in a crash and burn
A couple bruised hearts, my head in my hands
But everybody lived and learned
This is how you go your way
This is how I go mine
And when the lights get dim I'll see you in
The hallways of my mind
Thinkin' on the crime of 3/4 time
Thinkin' on the broken trust
Drinkin' doesn't get you off of my mind
Hell, it doesn't even quench my thirst
This is how you go your way
This is how I go mine
And when the lights get dim I'll see you in
The hallways of my mind
So you can keep your pride and your head held high
Keep your goodbye kiss
No need to read between the lines
We both know what this is
This is how you go your way
This is how I go mine
And when the lights get dim I'll see you in
The hallways of my mind
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5. |
Rock Out
04:08
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Everything's broken in the promised land
Everyone knows about promises, man
I wanna live large, I wanna dream big
I wanna rock out like a high school kid
I'm kinda down on the cell phone tower
And I'm kinda down on the man of the hour
Yeah, I'm kinda down on the life I live
I just wanna rock out like a high school kid
It doesn't take much to get my kicks
But the game is rigged and my income fixed
When my ship comes in, I'm gonna bang my head
I'm gonna rock out like a high school kid
Been thinkin' 'bout my old band
All our big dreams, all our big plans
I know what I need and it ain't on the Net
I wanna rock out like a high school kid
I'm gonna close my bedroom door
I'm gonna turn my amp up way past 4
"You Shook Me All Night Long" is blastin'
I'm jumpin' and kickin' and screechin' and laughin'
Gonna play my AC-DC vinyl
Put a poster of Malcolm up on my wall
"You Shook Me All Night Long" is blastin'
It's blastin', it's blastin'!
Everything's broken in the promised land
Everyone knows about promises, man
I wanna live large, I wanna dream big
I wanna rock out like a high school kid
I'm kinda down on the cell phone tower
And I'm kinda down on the man of the hour
Yeah, I'm kinda down on the life I live
I just wanna rock out like a high school kid
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He had a southern accent
A Rickenbacker guitar
Went from the streets of Gainesville
To the top of the charts
And he took it on faith
Took it to the heart
I was a young rock 'n' roller
When he was in his prime
He taught me even the losers
Get lucky sometimes
Yeah, and I took it on faith
Straight into this heart of mine
When you're runnin down a dream with a rock 'n' roll band
You've gotta take it on faith as far as you can
Oh yeah, all right
I'm feelin' kinda blue
Soon as I heard I knew this great big world
Just got a lot less cool
He's out there now among the wildflowers
And tonight, I'm singin' his songs
Some things are over
Some things go on
When you're runnin down a dream with a rock 'n' roll band
You've gotta take it on faith
He took it on faith
You've gotta take it on faith as far as you can
Yeah, I'm gonna take it on faith as far as I can
He had a southern accent
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7. |
The Mystery
03:32
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Rainy streets in Murten, a quiet day in early spring
I'm wishin' I spoke a little German or knew a song to sing
I'm a thousand miles away from everyone I've ever known
But I'm making new friends and they're makin' me feel at home
Everywhere you go, there you are
Even in the day time we're all out underneath the stars
If you're livin' based on what you think you know or what you can see
You might be missin' out on the mystery
My head is full of questions, my heart is full of thanks
Not much in my pockets, a hotel key & 50 Francs
This past week I haven't had much sleep, not taking many naps
I've been taking walks, getting lost, not wanting any maps because
Everywhere you go, there you are
Even in the day time we're all out underneath the stars
If you're livin' based on what you think you know or what you can see
You might be missin' out on the mystery
Down another path not knowing where I'll end up next
It's more than I can ask this feelin' that I've been blessed
Here's a woman walkin her dog and I get down on one knee
I pet him and grin, hey, he speaks the same language as me, He says
Everywhere you go, there you are
Even in the day time we're all out underneath the stars
If you're livin' based on what you think you know or what you can see
You might be missin' out on the mystery
Rainy streets in Murten, a quiet day in early spring
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8. |
Little Bit Lonely
02:55
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I've been in and out of love
Ain't nothin' new there goin' on
Lasts a little while then enough's enough
You can always get over it when it's gone
I feel all right, yeah I feel all right
Right where I should be
Be a long night, I'll be a little bit lonely
A little bit lonely's just enough for me
Sometimes you fall in deep
That's pretty cool for about a week
Then ya find yourself wishin' you were someplace else
With just enough space to be by yourself
I feel all right, yeah I feel all right
Right where I should be
Be a long night, I'll be a little bit lonely
A little bit lonely's just enough for me
You've got your blinders on when it's goin strong
Yeah, ya like it like that
You get to holdin' on, then somethin's going wrong
I feel all right, yeah I feel all right
Right where I should be
Be a long night, I'll be a little bit lonely
A little bit lonely's just enough for me
I feel all right, yeah I feel all right
Right where I should be
Be a long night, I'll be a little bit lonely
A little bit lonely's just enough for me
A little bit lonely's just enough for me
Hey, I'm a little bit lonely
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Greg Klyma Arlington, Massachusetts
American songwriter, Greg Klyma is a purveyor of old school country and rock music. Influences include Tom Petty, Steve Earle, Bon Scott-era AC/DC, and Willie Nelson. If lyrics and melody take center stage in your musical world, welcome home!
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