Lyrics to We re Going to Ride Again
Slumber all day, out all dark Jumpin' up, fallin' downwards Out all night, sleep all twenty-four hour period 
Funk #49
Ashtonpark
Woman
The Bomber: Closet Queen/Bolero/Bandage Your Fate To The Wind
Tend My Garden
Garden Gate
In that location I Go Once again
Thank you
Ashes The Rain And I - TabFunk #49
(Joe Walsh/Dale Peters/James Fox)
I know where you lot're goin'
I don't think that's actin' correct
Yous don't think information technology's showin'
Don't misunderstand me
You don't retrieve that I know your plan
What y'all try'northward ta paw me?
I know what you lot're doin'
If you're gonna act that style
I call back in that location's trouble brewin'
I've been hearin' 'bout the things you say
Adult female, yeah
I don't want yous talkin' that way
Wanna have you dwelling house, give you some coin
Every time I endeavor, you remember that it's funny
Woman, yeah
I don't want yous talkin' that way
Don't want to intermission you
I merely want to brand it, oh yeah, yeah, aye, hey
Woman
Oh, how about y'all and me?
Woman
Think about what it could exist
Wanna take you home, exercise things to you lot
Every time I endeavour, yous just retrieve that I'1000 foolin'
Woman, woah
How about you and me?
Don't wanna break you
I merely want to make you lot, oh aye, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Come on, practice it for me once!
(Solo)
Oh, woman, yep
I don't want you to human activity then bad
Woman, yep, yeah, yeah
You lot're the best thing I ever had
Wanna take you habitation, spend my time with you
Y'all see information technology, babe, it's clear that I miss you
Woman, yeah, yeah, yeah
I don't want you to act so bad
I don't wanna break you
I just wanna make it, oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ah, ah, ah, ah woman
Why exercise y'all, why do you act that manner?
Woman, yep, yeah, yeah
Y'all know what?
Ah, skillful God!
Ya know what?
Aw, become it on!
When I became of historic period my mama sat me downward A closet queen, the motorbus stop's dream, she wants to milk shake my hand Information technology's too stiff, something's wrong and I guess I lost the feelin' Would y'all similar to come up abode with me? Change of plans, makin' a landin' to see ya I'm home grown, growin' my own and I demand ya Well I�m sitting in the middle of a story The captain�south in the chartroom You only sit down to talking Hey� ooh� what�ll I do You know I hate to lose her Hey� ooh� what�ll I do It may be that I found my way Hey� ooh� what�ll I do
The Bomber (Medley)
(Joe Walsh/Dale Peters/James Fox)
Said "Son, you're growin' up, it's time you looked around"
And then I began to observe some things I hadn't seen before
That's what brought me here knockin' on your back door
Oh, yeah
I don't want to exist there, she decides she tin can
It's Apple tree Dan, he's just the human to selection fruit off your branches
I tin't sleep, and we can't go along this cattle on my ranches
Oh, yep
I don't mind the games you play, but I don't like your dealin'
God looked bad, the luck'southward been had and there's nothin' left to smoke
Will I be back tomorrow for the punchline of the joke?
(Joe Walsh)
I can call back of things to testify ya
Thinkin' that I'd like to know ya, uh
Mornin' milkman's comin'
Get up, greet my day
Evenin' brings the sunday in
Even so I find my way
And I do wanna be your human being, oh, yeah
Sunday, highway drivin'
It all looks about the same
Nowhere, just arrivin'
Yet I play the game
Need ya to beg my pardon, to tend my garden
Flowers, she's sittin' for poses
She wants me to sing my song
Hours, she'southward like a stoned Moses
Guess I'll sing forth
(Joe Walsh)
Would y'all like to read my line
Sipping on a morning glory
Would yous like to taste my wine
Don�t forget to tell the sun
I slumber through the twenty-four hours
Run across him when the morning comes
Everything�s OK
Navigating on a star
Tin can�t know where we�re going
'Crusade he don�t know where we are
Don�t you think I don�t know
How to tell the time
Can�t y'all run into you lot can�t sell me
Something that is mine
And I�m sure at that place�s nothing said
Your book is lying open up
And I don�t call back much is read
The dog is exterior barking
At something he tin can�t see
The garden gate is closing
(Joe Walsh)
Looks like it�s the end
Ooh� hey� could you please stay
There I go once more
The good affair that I had
I would rather lose her
So scout it all go bad
I approximate I�ll but get on ahead
There�s still some things to come
Yes� things are pretty much said
Back where I came from
Looks like it�southward the end
Ooh� hey� could you please stay
At that place I go once again
And non run across her again
Tomorrow is a brighter solar day
Why should I pretend
I know I won�t run across her again
We�ve gone our dissever ways
Making love every now and so
I don�t have much to say
Looks like it�s the end
Ooh� hey� could you please stay
There I get again
Hey� ooh� what�ll I do
Looks like it�s the stop
Ooh� hey� could you please stay
There I go again
Cheers
(Joe Walsh)
Thanks to the mitt that feed y'all
Give the dog a bone
Thanks to the man that gives you
Haven't got your own
That's the way the globe is
Become merely what you can
Wake up once again tomorrow
A piffling less a man, yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh, yeah
Yes to the man higher up you
Promise y'all laissez passer the test
No to the human below you
Exit him with the rest
That's the way the world is
Become just what you can
Wake up again tomorrow
A picayune less a man, yes, oh, yeah
Everybody knows, everybody goes
To brand a buck today
Just that own't the manner it should be
Information technology's changin' every way, yep
Thanks to them that feed you
Give the canis familiaris a os
Thanks to them that give you
Y'all oasis't got your own
That'due south the style the world is
Get just what you can
Wake upwards once more tomorrow
A lilliputian less a homo
Yeah, oh, yep, mmm....
Ashes The Rain And I
(Joe Walsh/Dale Peters)
Atomic number 82 Tab | Rhythm Tab Sometimes I sit and I stare at the rain Go To Habitation Page
Isn't rain filled with sorrow?
Wonder if I'll come across my home over again
Will it be dry tomorrow?
Time passes softly and I'1000 a day older
Only withal I m living days gone by
Ashes to ashes, the rain'southward turning colder
Finding tomorrow, the ashes, the rain and I
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