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I was born by the river in a little tent. And just like the river, I've been running ever since. It's been a long, long time coming but I know a change is gonna come. Oh, yes it is.
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Yeah, come on & let the good times rollWe're gonna stay here till we soothe our souls.If it take all night long.
Sam Cooke
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Don't know much about history, don't know much Biology. Don't know much about a science book, don't know much about the French I took. But I do know that I love you, and I know that if you love me, too, what a wonderful world this would be.
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It's summertime and the living is easy. Fish are jumping and the cotton is high. Your daddy's rich and your mama's good -looking. Hush, little baby don't you cry.
Sam Cooke -
At first I thought it was infatuation. But woo, it's lasted so long. Now I find myself wanting to marry you and take you home. Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh. You, you, you, you send meI know you send meI know you send me honest you do.
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Another Saturday night and I ain't got nobody, I have some money 'cause I just got paid. How I wish I had someone to talk to, I'm in an awful way.
Sam Cooke -
Folks say that you've found someone new to do the things I used to do for you. Just call my name, I'm not ashamed, I'll come running back to you. Can't sleep at night, Ican't eat a bite. When you were mine I didn't treat you right. Just call my name,I know, I know I'm not ashamed. I'll come running back to you.
Sam Cooke -
I'm gonna sing, and I'm going to make me a lot of money.
Sam Cooke
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The moon belongs to everyone. The best things in life they're free. Stars belong to everyone. They cling there for you and for me.
Sam Cooke -
Oh my baby's coming home tomorrow. Ain't that good news, man, ain't that news? Baby's coming home tomorrow, ain't that news, man, ain't that news?
Sam Cooke -
All day long they work so hard till the sun is goin' down. Working on the highways and byways and wearing, wearing a frown. You hear them moanin' their lives away. Then you hear somebody say: 'That's the sound of the men working on the chain gang. That's the sound of the men working on the chain gang.'
Sam Cooke -
Cupid draw back your bow and let your arrow go straight to my lover's heart for me, for me...Cupid please hear my cry and let your arrow fly straight to my lover's heart for me.
Sam Cooke -
Let me tell you 'bout a place a omewhere up a New York way, where the people are so gay, twistin' the night away...Here they have a lot of fun, puttin' trouble on the run. Man, you find the old and young, twistin' the night away. They're twistin', twistin' everybody's feelin' great. They're twistin', twistin', they're twistin' the night away.
Sam Cooke -
I think the secret is really observation. Well, if you observe what's going on and try to figure out how people are thinking, I think you can always write something that people will understand.
Sam Cooke