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Pretty Mary
02:26
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Put these mysteries in a bottle
I sometimes wonder what you are
Till the man, eyes glowing on the shelf
Puts his hand inside my heart
Pretty Mary, I don't know what's going on
Pretty Mary, I can't look at anyone in their face
Where's the gate? Where is the 'them' at anyway?
Pretty Mary...
There's a science that can tell you
How many rocks are in the sea
There are little man who'll sell you
Little cards that say your free
Pretty Mary, I don't know what's going on
Pretty Mary, I can't look at anyone in their face
Where's the gate? Where is the 'them' at anyway?
Pretty Mary...
Lives and lives and lives and lives and lives and lives and lives and lives
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Kind Hearted Woman Blues
02:41
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I washed my hands of sin, of sin in the river
I took my myself straight down to the river
My love she carries me like a river blue
Kind hearted woman blues, she's a river
You kinda get me
One day this city falls in the river
One day my body falls in the river
My love she carries me like a river blue
Kind hearted woman blues, she's a river
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Got That Style
01:58
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Little bit of kindness comes drifting up
Sidles over and fills my cup
The days go by and they're pretty hard and rough
A little bit of softness fills my cup
My baby's got that style
She tells me I should hold on for a while
And I do
I do because she tells me too
She takes my hand and she leads me, oh
On down over where she knows I wanna go
The days just linger like they're tired and old
A little bit of kindness, you just feel like home
My baby's got that style
She tells me I should hold on for a while
And it's good
It's one hundred percent fine
My baby's got that style
She tells me I should hold on for a while
And I do
And I do
And it's fine
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Woke up in the morning
Sun streaming through the blinds
Oh lord, it's gonna be alright
Oh lord, it's gonna be alright
I walked into the kitchen
something caught my eye
I said, oh lord it's gonna be alright
Oh lord, it's gonna be alright
Oh barometer! Oh barometer! Oh barometer!
Fall! Fall! Fall!
I stood there in the kitchen
Filling up my mind
Oh lord, the barometer fell
Oh lord, it's gonna be alright
Now I now they're coming
Clouds filling up the sky
Oh lord, the barometer fell
Oh lord, the barometer fell
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Cole Gleason Montreal, Québec
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