One pill makes you larger And one pill makes you small And the ones that mother gives you Don't do anything at all Go ask Alice, when she's ten feet tall
If only you believe like I believe baby We'd get by If only you believe in miracles baby So would I If only you believe like I believe baby We'd get
Blind Lemon Jefferson is a comin' Tap tap tappin' with his cane Blind Lemon Jefferson is a comin' Tap tap tappin' with his cane His last ditch lies down
Well, poor Tom Jefferson, he Loved the little maid out back Midnight creepin' Out to the servant shack Kept a secret under the bed Wrapped in a burlap
I wanna go home and I ain't got sufficient clothes Doggone my bad luck soul Wanna go home and I ain't got sufficient clothes I mean sufficient, talking
I'm broke and hungry, ragged and dirty too I said I?m broke and hungry, ragged and dirty too Mama, if I clean up, can I go home with you? I'm motherless
Hangman's rope is so tough and strong Oh, the hangman's rope is so tough and strong They gonna hang me because I done something wrong I wanna tell you
Well we're movin on up, To the east side. To a deluxe apartment in the sky. Movin on up To the east side. We finally got a piece of the pie.
When the truth is found to be lies An' all the joy within you dies Don't you want somebody to love? Don't you need somebody to love? Wouldn't you love
The summer had inhaled And held its breath too long. The winter looked the same, As if it had never gone, And through an open window, Where no curtain
Look what's happening out in the streets got a revolution got to revolution Hey I'm dancing down the streets got a revolution got to revolution Ain'
(Marty Balin & Paul Kantner) Copyright 1967, 1968 Icebag Corp. In my heart I have a feeling, and I don't know what I'm gonna do. Oh, what a beautiful
Every day I try so hard to know your mind And find out what's inside you Time goes on and I don't know just where you are Or how I'm going to find
Martha, she listens for the ticking of my footsteps, patiently She sifts the hairy air that's worn and wood-swept, pleasantly She does as she pleases
(Marty Balin) The summer had inhaled And held its breath too long The winter looked the same As if it never had gone And through an open window Where
You want two heads on your body And you've got two mirrors in your hand Priests are made of brick with gold crosses on a stick And your nose is too small
Today, I feel like pleasing you more than before Today, I know what I wanna do, but I don't know what for To be living for you is all I want to do To
It's no secret, how strong my love is for you It's no secret, when I tell you what I'm gonna do Cause I love you, yeah I love you It's no secret
