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Van Morrison - See Me Through / Soldier Of Fortune / Thank Y Van Morrison - See Me Through / Soldier Of Fortune / Thank Y |
| Feel like I can't get over
Solid White Cliffs of Dover
When I don't know what to do, baby
Why don't you see me through?
When I've been too long in the storm
Feel so sad and forlorn
Perhaps I'm counting on you
To see me through
When I think of the Dear Rugged Cross
Where the Dear Saviour gave his all
Feel like on our romance is gone
Baby, to see me through
See me through days of wine, wine and roses
Ooh, why don't you see me through one day?
One day at a time
And I'm already stoned
My cup is full but it's so empty inside
Why don't you see what you can do?
Pencil me in, yeah
Pencil me in, yeah
(Instrumental & horn solo)
See me through the days of wine, wine, wine
And sad faded roses, yeah
Yeah, why don't you see me through
Just one day?
One sweet day at a time
Let it ro-oll
See what you can do
Bright lights, big city ain't new, Oh!
Need a shot-a rhythm an' blues
Rhythm an' blues, yeah
(Soldier of fortune)
This is a some day, yeah
(Soldier of fortune)
An' this is one day
(Some day, all day)
Might be a Friday mornin'
(Some day, all day)
I have to make my get-a-way
(Some day, all day)
One day at a time
(Some day, all day)
I'm a soldier of fortune
Soldier, alright, of fortune, I'm alright
Soldier of fortune
Soldier (of fortune)
I'm a (soldier of fortune)
(Soldier of fortune)
(I'm a soldier of fortune)
(Soldier of fortune)
My-my-my .44 so long, shout it
Makes my shoulder sore
Well, well, my .44 so long, shout it
Makes my shoulder so sore
My-my-my .44 so long, shout it
Makes my shoulder so sore-a
Well, well my .44 so long an'
Makes my shoulder sore
My-my-my .44 so long
Makes my shoulder sore
Well, well, my .44 so long, yeah, baby
Makes my shoulder sore
(Instrumental & sax)
(My, my, .44 so long)
(Makes my shoulder sore)
(Well, well, my .44 so long)
(Makes my shoulder sore)
(Well, well my .44 so long an' it)
(Makes my shoulder sore)
(Well, well my .44 so long)
(Makes my shoulder sore)
(Well, well my .44 so long, oh an' it)
(Makes my shoulder sore)
(Well, well my .44 so long
(Makes my shoulder sore)
(Well, my 'shoulder's' so long)
(Makes my shoulder sore)
(Van:)
'Candy Dulfer, one more time, yeah'
(applause)
Get your coat
Get your hat
Get on your gloves
Goin' up that mountainside
Where the water runs, yeah
Crystal clear
(Soldier of fortune)
Goin' up that mountainside
Where the water runs in
(Soldier of fortune)
Crystal clear
(Soldier of fortune)
(Soldier of fortune)
I've got a house on the hill
I got it, money in the bank
I got it, cars in the driveway
A colored t.v's
An' a mobile phones
An' a computer program
An' a house on the hill
An' a money in the bank
An' a cars in the driveway
An' colored t.v.'s
An' mobile phones
An' computer program, yeah
You will tell me
Tell me, baby
Tell me, baby
How come-a?
How come?
We're still on the chain gang?
We're still on the chain gang?
Lift that barge boy, tote that bale!
Still on the chain gang
We're still on the chain gang
Black brother (black brother)
Still on the chain gang
Black brother (black brother)
Still on the chain gang
Black brother (black brother)
The chain gang (chain gang)
Black brother (black brother)
Chain gang (chain gange chain)
Black brother (black brother)
(Still on the chain gang)
(We're still on the chain gang)
(We're still on the chain gang, yeah)
(Still on the chain gang)
(We're still on the chain gang)
(We're still on the chain gang)
(Still on the chain gang)
(We're still on the chain gang)
(Still on the chain gang)
(We're still on the chain gang, yeah)
(Still on the chain gang)
(We're still on the chain gang, yeah)
(Still on the chain gang)
(We're still on the chain gang, yeah)
Goin' up that mountain
Where the water runs crystal clear
Look down on the city
Way down below at it
Way down on the city
Down below at it
(breathes in, breathes out)
(breathes in, breathes out)
(breathes in)
(whispers)
It's cool, clear and bright
Always the mornin'
It's cool, clear, bright
Crystal mornin'
Turn around, oh
Turn around
Head on my shoulder
And you said:
I wanna thank you Falettinme Be Mice Elf Agin
(applause)
I wanna thank you Falettinme Be Mice Elf Agin
Thank you, baby!
(Thank you, baby!)
I wanna thank you Falettinme Be Mice Elf Agin
Thank you, baby!)
(Thank you, baby!)
(I wanna thank you Falettinme Be Mice Elf Agin)
(Thank you, baby!)
(Instrumental to end)
(loud applause)
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