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Things We've Handed Down `Marc Cohn`

"Don't know much about you Don't know who you are We've been doing fine without you But, we could only go so far Don't know why you chose us Were you watching from above Is there someone there that

Dig Down Deep `Marc Cohn`

Baby let's go below the surface See what we can find There's no reason to be nervous 'Cause it happens all the time I don't want to go up to the mountain I don't need to go down to the sea Gonna

I hope that I don't fall in love with you `Marc Cohn`

Well if you sit down with this old clown, take that frown and break it Before the evening's gone away, I think that we could make it And I hope that I don't fall in love with you Well the night does

Paper Walls `Marc Cohn`

But then someone in a room five-oh two started doing the thing that we used to do. Every bang, every boom, It was just like it was happening in my own room.

Saints Preserve Us `Marc Cohn`

I could hear the shutters banging In my mother's house And the wind just kept blowing off the lake I ran down to the front door And told the ambulance man "Everything's all right here Sir There

Strangers in a Car `Marc Cohn`

There's a stranger in a car Driving down your street Acts like he knows who you are Slaps his hand on the empty seat and says "Are you gonna get in Or are you gonna stay out?"

Ellis Island `Marc Cohn`

I was driving down Ninth Avenue As the sky was getting dark Didn't have nothin' else to do So I kept on riding to Battery Park I stepped out in the damp and misty night As the fog was rolling in

Girl Of Mysterious Sorrow `Marc Cohn`

Intro: Verse 1: I'm coming to see you, tomorrow sometime Gonna bring you some roses, gonna tear off the vines Gonna talk to the wind that blows through the trees Kiss you like always from down on my knees

Lost You in the Canyon `Marc Cohn`

California But I could hardly hear your voice Through the hissing of the highway And all that other noise You said "I might lose you in the canyon" Then you went riding up the coast Now all these things

Walk On Water `Marc Cohn`

Let's go down to the sound tonight Tide is low and we can walk on water Reel me in under that starry light Just like the fisherman's daughter Baby when the bands and the barkers go home They say

Turn To Me `Marc Cohn`

to me Give me something to believe Before I turn on every vow Turn to me if you still know how Spent my share of restless days Coal black suitcase Fall from grace All the while I was breaking down

Walking in Memphis `Marc Cohn`

Put on my blue suede shoes And I boarded the plane Touched down in the land of the Delta Blues In the middle of the pouring rain W.C.

Olana `Marc Cohn`

High above the great and mighty river My hand could not hold the brushes Yes I guess I lost my will And you can't keep painting paradise forever Oh forever From the Andes to Niagara To where we

Walking In Memphis (LP Version) `Marc Cohn`

Put on my blue suede shoes and I boarded the plane Touched down in the land of the Delta Blues In the middle of the pouring rain W.C.

Silver Thunderbird `Marc Cohn`

Watched it coming up Winslow Down South Park Boulevard Yeah it was looking good from tail to hood Great big fins and painted steel Man it looked just like the Batmobile With my old man behind the

She's Becoming Gold `Marc Cohn`

She runs down the staircase And into the yard And she goes down to the end of the drive With her friends on the phone And her angels on guard She's just recently feeling alive After all of the tears and

Mama's In The Moon `Marc Cohn`

Dogs are barking and she's so high, she's never coming down. Don't wanna pull the shade tonight, I think I'm wanna drown. I'm sending out a message, or could I die too soon?

Healing Hands `Marc Cohn`

Tonight I cried the tears of a child Who knows what fear runs deep and wild Inside But the river's in flood tonight I lay down and the light streamed across my face I felt the beauty of some deeper

Perfect Love `Marc Cohn`

Down by the boathouse at Shaker Lake When there wasn't nothing but love to make They were two young lovers Wishing on the stars above Well they carved their initials In an old birch tree With a heart and

Ghost Train `Marc Cohn`

Everybody talks about some fateful day And I guess that this was mine I may be here to tell some kind of story But I think it's gonna take a little time (That's all right) See I'm rockin' in a cradle Down

Turn On Your Radio `Marc Cohn`

And listen to my song Everybody had a hard year And everybody had a good time Everybody had a wet dream And everybody saw the sunshine Everybody had a good year And everybody let their hair down

Already Home `Marc Cohn`

I can see the sunshine Coming through my room Breaking down the winter of my discontent Looking out my window At the people passing by I keep wondering where my old companion went On the steps

Medicine Man `Marc Cohn`

Lately he can feel it Turning off inside his heart She's calling him from the car phone And she's falling apart Now he could call in her prescription And they will take it down off the shelf But

Valley of the Kings `Marc Cohn`

Down along these hillsides Many miles ago Lived a man of vision child But little did I know He was always talking child About the heart and soul 'Til one day some pharaoh came And offered up his

Baby King `Marc Cohn`

you never seen nothin' like a baby king No Virgin Mary brought him here (Get ready for a baby king) But the angels whispered in his tiny little ear (Get ready for a baby king) Then they sent him down

The Rainy Season `Marc Cohn`

middle of the day And I don't know why But it's still so suprisin' How a love grows stronger Or it just fades away But you look older today Than I've ever seen you I think I know the reason We

29 Ways `Marc Cohn`

I got 29 ways to make it to my baby's door I got 29 ways to make it to my baby's door And if she needs me bad I can find about two or three more I got one through the basement Two down the hall

Providence `Marc Cohn`

Just a little intervention She was driving out on Highway 1 She felt the presence of something strange She could not tell if it was alien She only knew her life would change If you were sending down

From the Station `Marc Cohn`

I can see you with the top down In that car you keep under the eaves I can see the ocean wind blow Through your hair And all along your sleeves I see you turning up the radio Listening to the DJ's

Don't Talk To Her At Night `Marc Cohn`

Underneath the window Of a hotel room Burn the blanket Shoot the light But don't talk to her at night Don't talk to her in thunder or in lightning Don't talk to her with fuses blown and wires falling down