Bruce Hornsby - China doll

Tekst :

You lie over there in a bed with iron rails
Like a frightened child in the cold light, so frail
Things were going so well,just rolling along
Now, just when you think you got it all made,
You think it s all gone

China Doll, I ve got something for you
A few good words, a hand to help you get through
May not be much, but now it s all that I can do
Lay down your weary head
Do whatever you gotta do

Put on your strong face when they re in the room
Can t show signs of weakness; an unspoken rule
Put on your strong face, act like nothing s wrong
We can be so helpless, helpless and so strong

China Doll, I ve got something for you
A few good words, a hand to help you get through
May not be much, but now it s all that I can do
To ease your worried mind
Do something to get through

We bend and break, so fragile, it s true
I say everything ll be alright but I don t have a clue
They say faith is a crutch, well whatever works for you
In a world where you never know
I ll be there for you,
I ll be there for you...

China Doll, I ve got something for you
A few good words, a hand to help you get through
May not be much, but now it s all that I can do
Lay down your weary head
Do whatever you gotta do

Bruce Hornsby - The way it

Tekst :

Standing in line marking time--
Waiting for the welfare dime
Cause they can t buy a job
The man in the silk suit hurries by
As he catches the poor old ladies eyes
Just for fun he says Get a job

That s just the way it is
Some things will never change
That s just the way it is
But don t you believe them

They say hey little boy you can t go
Where the others go
Cause you don t look like they do
Said hey old man how can you stand
To think that way
Did you really think about it
Before you made the rules
He said, Son

That s just the way it is
Some things will never change
That s just the way it is
But don t you believe them

Well they passed a law in 64
To give those who ain t got a little more
But it only goes so far
Because the law another s mind
When all it sees at the hiring time
Is the line on the color bar

That s just the way it is
Some things will never change
That s just the way it is
But don t you believe them

Bruce Hornsby - These arms of mine

Tekst :

Well I m walking on the floor
Hanging right round the door
Hoping you will come through
Wanting you to, sweat on my brow
I m no saint
Nothing left but a bad excuse
The heat makes you do things
You might just not do
In your right mind
But you ll do what you do
You can be sure I ll be there

It s gonna take these arms of mine
All that they ve got to hold onto you
All that I know is these arms of mine
Are willing to try to keep hold of you
Gonna take a whole, whole, whole lot
A whole, whole, whole lot

Well I m walking the line
Between wrong and right
I could go either way
But now you don t want me to stay
You re so tired of waiting
Well I m no saint
Tried to have my cake and eat it too
But nobody does what you do
Now another wins and I lose
I might deserve to
Now you ll do what you do
Might be too late but I ll tell you

It s gonna take these arms of mine
All that they ve got to hold onto you
All that I know is these arms of mine
Are willing to try to keep hold of you
Gonna hold, hold, hold on
Hold, hold, hold on

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How sweet,
The sunshine feels
Coming down,
From the heavens above
Let s live, live, live
The people jammin everywhere

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Summer, jammin on the sidewalk
Summer, jammin in the streets
It s gonna be

Fried chicken

Off to the studio late night
Time to cut another track
It s gotta be hype
Got my rhyme book in hand
A blue loose leaf
Anybody move on that
They get loose teeth
Evil s got the funky beat
A stupid...