Movement To Contact's listening history
Written by Greg Connor
Lyrics:
Old Country Songs
Wooden Chair by the window
Gibson on my lap
And the time I spend strumming
Is never coming back
The sun is shining on me
Evening won’t be long
I’m living in the city
Singing…
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As a secretary I went to my boss with an idea. He said, you're not paid to think, young lady, you're paid to do as I tell you. He never knew that when I went back to my typewriter this is what I was typing.
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As a secretary I went to my boss with an idea. He said, you're not paid to think, young lady, you're paid to do as I tell you. He never knew that when I went back to my typewriter this is what I was typing.
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Live at The Eagle's Club Taylorville IL
Lyrics:
Sea of dust is where I spend my time
On a ship that sailed by powers of the mind
Neath the light of the crimson sun
Up and down the coast of the Forked Tongue
Stories and tales they echo…
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