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Right outside this lazy summer home
You ain't got 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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Blue sky, sunshine
What a day to take a walk in the park
Ice cream, daydream
Till the sky becomes a blanket of stars
What a day for picking daisies
And lots of red balloons
And what a day for holdin' hands
And bein' with you
Lazy day
Just right for lovin' away
Lazy day
Made for strollin' a lane
 

Edited by Bill from NYC
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You and I in a little toy shop
Buy a bag of balloons with the money we've got
Set them free at the break of dawn
'Til one by one, they were gone
Back at base, bugs in the software
Flash the message, "Something's out there!"
Floating in the summer sky
Ninety-nine red balloons go by

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Just got home from Illinois, lock the front door, oh boy!
Got to sit down, take a rest on the porch
Imagination sets in, pretty soon I'm singin'
Doo, doo, doo, lookin' out my back door

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Lord, I'm foolish to be here in the first place
I know some man gonna walk in and take my place
Ain't no way in the world, I'm going out that front door
'Cause there's a man down there, might be your man

I don't know

 

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Well, there's a brand new place I've found
Where people go from miles around
They come from everywhere
And if you drop in there
You might see anyone in town

Goin' to a go-go
(Everybody's)
Goin' to a go-go
(Come on now)
Don't you want to go
(Yeah)

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Spend my days with a woman unkind
Smoked my stuff and drank all my wine


Made up my mind, make a new start
Goin' to California with an achin' in my heart


Someone told me there's a girl out there
With love in her eyes and flowers in her hair

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She had rings on her fingers and bells on her shoes
I knew, without askin', she was into the blues
She wore scarlet begonias tucked into her curls
I knew right away she was not like other girls, other girls

 

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And she said honey take me dancing
But they ended up by sleeping
In a doorway
By the bodegas and the lights on
Upper Broadway
Wearing diamonds on the soles of their shoes

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When I was just a little young boy
Papa said, "Son, you'll never get far"
I'll tell you the reason, if you wanna know
'Cause child of mine, there isn't really very

Far to go


Well, baby baby wants a gold diamond ring
Wants it more than most any old thing
Well when I get those jelly-roll blues
Why I go and get, anything in this world for you

 

RIP the GREAT Robert Hunter

 

Trivia note: Hunter denied allegations that he wrote songs while tripping, but he DID say that he wrote this song (Dupree's Diamond Blues") while drunk.

 

Edited by Bill from NYC
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Pictures of Lily made my life so wonderful
Pictures of Lily helped me sleep at night
Pictures of Lily solved my childhood problems
Pictures of Lily helped me feel alright

 

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I know some things that you don't
I've done things that you won't

 

There's nothing like a trail of blood

To find your way back home

 

I was waiting for my hearse
What came next was so much worse

It took a funeral to make me feel alive

 

Just open your eyes, just open your eyes
And see that life is beautiful

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Dear Prudence

Open up your eyes
Dear Prudence

See the sunny skies
The wind is low the birds will sing
That you're a part of everything
Dear Prudence

Won't you open up your eyes?

 

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Open up your eyes, then you'll realize here I stand
With my everlasting love
Need you by my side, girl you'll be my bride
You'll never be denied everlasting love
From the very start, open up your heart
Be a lasting part of everlasting love

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And the colours of the sea
Bind your eyes with trembling mermaids
And you touch the distant beaches
With tales of brave Ulysses
How his naked ears were tortured
By the sirens sweetly singing
For the sparkling waves are calling you
To kiss their white laced lips

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I call you on the telephone
My voice too rough with cigarettes
I sometimes feel I should just go home
But I'm dealing with a memory that never forgets

 

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