HAZLEWOOD, Lee
    
      
    
      
    My Autumn's Done Come
  
    
      
    Kiss all the pretty ones goodbye
  
Give everyone a penny that cry
You can throw all my Tranquil pills away
Let my blood pressure go on its way
    
      
    'Cause my autumn's done come
  
My autumn's done come
Done come
    
      
    Let those I don't care days begin
  
I'm tired of holdin' my stomach in
No more slinky Vogue dolls for me
I'll take Sears and Roebuck dolls gladly
    
      
    'Cause my autumn's done come
  
My autumn's done come
Done come
    
      
    Bring me water short and scotch tall
  
A big long black cigar that ain't all
Hang me a hammock between two big trees
Leave me alone, damn it, let me do as I please
    
      
    'Cause my autumn's done come
  
My autumn's done come
    Yeah, done come
    
      
    
      
    
      
    Lady Bird
  
    
      
    I've been where the eagles flies
  
Rode his wings across autumn skies
Kissed the sun touched the moon
But he left me much too soon
His ladybird
He left his ladybird
    
      
    Ladybird come on down
  
I'm here waitin' on the ground
Ladybird I'll treat you good
Ladybird I wish you would
You ladybird
Pretty ladybird
    
      
    Lightning flashed across the sky
  
The night he taught me how to fly
The sun came up and down I found
Too soon he left his lady down
His ladybird
I'm his ladybird
    
      
    Ladybird come on down
  
I'm here waitin' on the ground
Ladybird I'll treat you good
Ladybird I wish you would
You ladybird
Pretty ladybird
    
      
    Winter lives in my heart
  
In the times we're apart
Summer sings a song or two
When he says: "I love you true"
My ladybird yeah
I'm his ladybird
    
      
    Ladybird come on down
  
I'm here waitin' on the ground
Ladybird I'll treat you good
Ladybird I wish you would
You ladybird
Pretty ladybird
    
      
    You're too much
  
    You little bird.
    
      
    
      
    
      
    Summer Wine
  
    
      
    Strawberries, cherries and an angel's kiss in spring
  
My summer wine is really made from all these things...
    
      
    I walked in town on silver spurs that jingled to
  
A song that I had only sang to just a few
She saw my silver spurs and said let's pass some time
And I will give to you...summer wine
Oh ... summer wine.
    
      
    Strawberries, cherries and an angel's kiss in spring
  
My summer wine is really made from all these things
Take off your silver spurs and help me pass the time
And I will give to you ... summer wine
Oh ... summer wine.
    
      
    My eyes grew heavy and my lips they could not speak
  
I tried to get up but I couldn't find my feet
She reassured me with the unfamiliar line
And then she gave to me ... more summer wine
Oh ... summer wine.
Strawberries, cherries and an angel's kiss in spring
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    When I woke up, the sun was shining in my eyes
  
My silver spurs were gone, my head felt twice its size
She took my silver spurs, a dollar and a dime
And left me craving for ... more summer wine
Oh ... summer wine.
    
      
    Strawberries, cherries and an angel's kiss in spring
  
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    Sand
  
    
      
    Young woman share your fire with me
  
My heart is cold, my soul is free
I am a stranger in your land
A wandering man, call me Sand
    
      
    Oh, sir, my fire is very small
  
It will not warm thy heart at all
But thee may take me by the hand
Hold me and I'll call thee Sand
    
      
    Young woman share your fire with me
  
My heart is cold, my soul is free
I am a stranger in your land
A wandering man, call me Sand
    
      
    At night when stars light up the sky
  
Oh sir I dream my fire is high
Oh taste these lips sir if you can
Wandering man, I call thee Sand
    
      
    Oh sir my fire is burning high
  
If it should stop, sir, I would die
A shooting star has crossed my land
Wandering man she whispered Sand
    
      
    Young woman shared her fire with me
  
Now warms herself with memory
I was a stranger in her land
A wandering man, she called me Sand
    
      
    He was a stranger in my land
  
A wandering man
    
      
    She called me Sand
  
    
      
    
      
    The Night before
  
    
      
    I wake up Sunday morning
  
With my mind all in a haze
Tear stains on my pillow
And make-up on my face
    
      
    I see those empty whiskey bottles
  
And records scattered on the floor
And from the next room, I hear crying
Then I remember the night before
    
      
    I saw her dancing at the party
  
So young with laughter in her face
And when the others had departed
Convincing words and she stayed late
    
      
    And now those empty whiskey bottles
  
They stand accusing from the floor
That I hear footsteps as she's leaving
Yes, she remembers the night before
    
      
    If I could turn back the clock
  
Turn it back to yesterday
There are things I wouldn't do
And things I wouldn't say
    
      
    But now those empty whiskey bottles
  
Within my mind forevermore
And in the silence, I hear crying
Yes, I remember the night before
    
      
    
      
    These boots are made for walkin’
  
    
      
    You keep sayin' you've got somethin' for me
  
Somethin' you call love but confess
You've been a'messin' where you shouldn't 've been a'messin'
And now someone else is getting all your best
    
      
    These boots are made for walkin'
  
And that's just what they'll do
One of these days these boots are gonna walk all over you
    
      
    You keep lyin' when you oughta be truthin'
  
And you keep losing when you oughta not bet
You keep samin' when you oughta be a'changin'
Now what's right is right but you ain't been right yet
    
      
    These boots are made for walkin'
  
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    You keep playin' where you shouldn't be playin'
  
And you keep thinkin' that you'll never get burnt (ha)
I just found me a brand new box of matches, yeah
And what he knows you ain't had time to learn
    
      
    These boots are made for walkin'
  
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