now, radar can't even find you We stay on the grind, you slip, we out-grind you You walk around mad, you let your anger blind you We walk around just playin' the violin
's Band by the riverside, Got some things to talk about, here beside the rising tide. Come hear Uncle John's Band playing to the tide, Come on along,
band by the riverside Got some things to talk about here beside the rising tide Come hear uncle John's band playing to the tide Come on along or go alone
hear And I'll play along Tell me when you want me near I'll play along but only for so long Show me scars where it began And I will come with violins
can't even find you We stay on the grind, you slip, we out-grind you You walk around mad, you let your anger blind you We walk around just playin' the violin
, radar can't even find you We stay on the grind, you slip, we out-grind you You walk around mad, you let your anger blind you We walk around just playin' the violin
We stay on the grind You slip, we out grind you Walk around mad You let your anger blind you We walk around just playin the violin behind you Enough with
LOBSTERS in BUCKETS. It's all just one big mess. Please don't be a LOBSTER, friends are best. Making lunch for the baseball bunch, while playing violin
find you We stay on the grind you slip we out grind you You walk around mad you let your anger blind you We walk around just playin the violin behind
night I've waited so long Let the night roll on Playing along with the rest of the world Saxophone women, satisfied girls I'm a wound-up string on a violin
would What's that great big expensive Orchestra waiting for over there? Oh, boy, I'm sure glad they don't belong to Alvin, Alvin, say something, Alvin (Everybody ready Violins
't be long 'Til we find our way home Did you hear the trumpets play the day your father died? Did the violins swell those circles under your eyes? Did you play
By Ivan Pawle Robin Williamson: Violin, flute, mandolin, bass and vocal. Susie W-T.: Flute solo. Janet Williamson: Organ. Strings in the earth and the
tattered bag for his violin Full of lots of songs of the places he had been He talked real easy and he smiled and waved He could pass along to you when his fiddle played
's a good good time tonight Oh you're feelin' it too, the light bringin us up Troubles away, it's a good good time tonight Ah, a good time right here (violin
?re unstable Looks like someone has won These pirate games I?m loading up your gun I?m ready to take all the blame But still I play along While sinking
