301 Annotated TLG Songs

…  sing songs of seas Miners dwell dark and deeps But both sing songs major keys The Miner …

…  when your timbers rot, your anchor’s dropped Your seas are chop, yes you’re all washed up. I’ve been baked, I’ve been …

…  paddled in the stream, from morning sun till dine; But seas between us broad have roared since auld lang syne. For auld lang syne, …

…  undone Who knows who I’ll be seeing with the coming season Whose wooden shoes may come unglued when we go out drinking Or if my …

…  see All the folks around here Wear tennis shoes made overseas There are still plenty of churches I’ll find one and light a …

…  together naked, watch it die I can see the disease eating Hollywood She’s a fire-breathing bitch But she tastes so …

…  endless springs like rooted trees and jealousies for salty seas of which they dream So test your eyes by meteors Speak with thoughts of …

…  waters Mysterious child of love Is with his seaside mistress At the edge of the world What did you expect to …

…  pack tha pipe I’ve got a meeting with tha clouds & tha season is ripe so I..fly to tha sky, glide with ease, baby… crossin’ ova …

…  for that whispered ship That we’ve been Following for a season I’m rattlin’ on the wind I was born free, I was born proud My head …  that whispered ship That’ve we’ve been Following for a season I’m rattlin’ on the wind I have seen the kudzu How it covers up the …

…  hill and everything’s unnaturally still Is this the season of changes? Someone’s gone, he’s gone away (alternate line: …  dragonflies are turnin’ into mosquitoes Is this the season of changes? So I said to my old friend Jim casually I asked him …

…  strange You got to pick up every stitch x3 Must be the season of the witch x3 When I looked over my shoulder What do you think I …  ditch Beatniks are out to make it rich x2 Must be the season of the witch x3 When I looked out my window So many people I …

…  sees how all the mussels and the cockles In the seashore on the waves Slip away Slip away, slip away Like the mussels and the cockles On the seashore in the waves Are gonna slip away There is a tired hobo Restin’ …

…  was a fan of the A’s Allergic to bees She traveled the seas And had a lovely pair of D’s Well I seduced her with ease And I thought …