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America Live At Central Park 1979 Dvd

Spectators line the avenue The players step out right on cue And every night just seems the same Nameless faces play their game The midnight gamblers

Hey, Daddy just lost his pay What did he do it for It never made it through our door He drank the whole week away And what can a family say There

Orange and yellow and purple and green The lights of the city at night set the scene Stumble through the bars of forget-me-not lane Sparkle through

I am thinkin' 'bout the days We led ourselves astray In more than many ways Here, within the time we've spent Wonderin' what we meant By livin'

We used to laugh, we used to cry We used to bow our heads then, wonder why And now you're gone, I guess I'll carry on And make the best of what you

On the first part of the journey I was looking at all the life There were plants and birds and rocks and things There was sand and hills and rings

I do agree there's times When a woman sure can be a friend of mine Well, I keep on thinkin' 'bout you, Sister Golden Hair surprise And I just can't live