All Lyrics of songs of Lee Hazlewood

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I'M GLAD I NEVER

In the beginning there was nothing
but it was kind of fun watching nothing grow

You came walkin' into my life
Carryin' your own dreams
You could've been
Yeah, you could've been good
Then why were you so goddamn mean
But till you I never had any fun But I'm sure glad I never
Ain't you glad I never
Be glad I never owned a gun


I AM, YOU ARE ©

I am the sea, you are the wind that comes me when by storm.
I am the land, you are the tree I've loved since it was born.
I am the sky that holds the stars and love but only one.
I am the sea, I am the land, the sky, I am the world.
You are the wind, the tree, the star, you are my little girl.
I am the sky that holds the stars and love's but only one.
I am the sea, I am the land, the sky, I am the world.
You are the wind, the tree, a star, you are my little girl.


I`D RATHER BE YOUR ENEMY ©

Love's a game
And it's a shame
But sometimes you don't win
But don't you do what others do
When I see you again

'Cause I'd rather be your enemy
Then hear you call me friend
I'd rather be your enemy
Then hear you call me friend

In a time
When I was blind
I let you take me in
But don't you do what others do
When I see you again

'Cause I'd rather be your enemy
Then hear you call me friend
I'd rather be your enemy
Then hear you call me friend

You know I'd rather be your enemy
Then hear you call me friend
I'd rather be your enemy
Then hear you call me friend


I HAD A FRIEND ©

I had a friend named Bill
He lived over there on that big hill
I went to see him yesterday
Then I heard someone say
You're just in time to be to late
We shot Bill this morning
He read some books we didn’t appreciate
So we shot Bill this morning
You missed the crowd all filled with hate
We burned his house last night at eight
Ain’t you’re sorry that you're late
We shot Bill this morning

I had a friend named Sam
Sam was a mighty man
I went to see him yesterday
Then I heard someone say
You're just in time to be to late
We hung Sam this morning
He had ideas he thought were great
We hung Sam this morning
He said all men should be free
But we know this can never be
So we hung him to a tree
We hung Sam this morning


I’VE BEEN DOWN SO LONG (It looks like up to me)
© 1967 Lee Hazlewood Music (ASCAP)

Female:
He walks these tracks and never looks around
He bums what he can get in any town
He’s grown content to live on charity

Male:
I’ve been down so long it looks like up to me

Female:
I make excuses when I read his name
on the side of some old dirty train
It conjures up a taste of fantasy

Male:
I’ve been down so long it looks like up to me
I’ve been down so long it looks like up to me

Female:
Well I pushed him off the ladder of success

Male:
That’s true
But down here on the bottom I get rest

Female:
Oh uh he saves his thoughts to buy a memory

Male:
I’ve been down so long it looks like up to me

Female:
Ohh I put my finger in his mind’s eye
And I’ve given him a reason now to cry
I put his song of life in the wrong key

Male:
I’ve been down so long it looks like up to me

Female:
Yeah he’s been down so long it looks like up to you
poor Lee I wish you’d come up here Lee
you're breaking my heart down there

Male:
I wish you tell a story to alleviate

Female:
Listen here

Male:
It’s a secret

Female:
Poor Lee

Male:
You hurt me

Female:
Oh sorry

Male:
I’ll never forget

Female:
Ah ha

Male:
I’m a poor sport

Female:


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