Suite: Judy Blue Eyes sing and play along

It's getting to the point where I'm no fun a anymore.

er. Oh, I am sorry.

Sometimes it hurts so badly I must cry out loud.

I I am lonely.

I am yours, you are mine,

you are what you are.

You make it hard.

Re member what we've said and done and felt a bout each other.

Oh, babe, have mercy.

Don't let the past remind us of what we not now.

I am not dreaming.

I am yours, you are mine,

you are what you are.

You make it hard.

Rehard. Tearing your self

away from me now, you are free

and I am crying.

This does not mean I don't love you,

I do, that's forever

yes, and for always.

I am yours, you are mine,

you are what you are.

You make it hard.

Something inside is telling me that I've got your secret.

Are you still list'ning?

Fear is the lock and laughter the key to your heart,

and I love you.

I am yours, you are mine,

you are what you are.

You make it hard,

and you make it hard,

and you make it hard,

and you make it hard.

Friday evening,

Sunday in the afternoon.

What have you got to lose?

Tuesday morning,

please be gone, I'm tired of you.

What have you got to lose?

Can I tell it like it is?

But listen to me, baby.

It's my heart that's asuff'rin'.

It's adyin'.

And that's what I have to lose.

I've got an answer.

I'm going to fly away.

What have I got to lose?

Will you come see me

Thursdays ing and Saturdays?

What have I got to lose?

Chestnut brown canary,

rubythroated sparrow, sing a song, said don't be long,

thrill me to the marrow.

Voices of the angels,

ring around the moonlight, asking me,

said she so free,

"How can you the sparrow?"

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do do do.