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by Flying Burrito Brothers





Flying Burrito Brothers   Hot Burrito # 2  by Gram Parsons  &
                                              Chris Ethridge


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Yes you loved me and you sold all my clothes
                                    
I love you but that's the way that it goes
                             
So it goes guess you know how I feel
                             
So it goes  it just couldn't be real
                                                          
And we know it's wrong      and I don't think it's gonna go on
                           
When I come home carrying my shoes
                                
I've been waiting to tell you some news
                                 
And you want me home all night
                              
And you don't want another fight
                
But you better love  find some love
                         
You better love me Jesus Christ

                        

                                 
Yes you loved me and you sold all my clothes
                                    
I love you but that's the way that it goes
                             
So it goes guess you know how I feel
                             
So it goes  it just couldn't be real
                                
And you want me home all night
                                   
And you don't want another fight
                               
But you better love  find some love
                         
You better love me Jesus Christ

                        

 Copyright @ 1969 Irving Music Inc.(BMI)
 From the "Gilded  Palace Of Sin" LP

Flying Burrito Brothers  To Romona   written by  Bob Dylan

                                           
Romona come closer shut softley your watery eyes
                                                          
The pangs of your sadness shall  pass as your senses will rise
        
But the flowers of the city thou breath like yet death like the at

times

There's no use in trying to deal with the dying
                                 
Though I can not explain that in rhymes
 
Your cracked country lips I still wish to kiss
                                
Have to be by the touch of your skin
                                                      
Your magnetic movements still capture the moments I'm in
    
It grieves my heart love to see you trying to be a part of a world
                
that just don't exist

It's all just a scheme babe a vaccum  of  dreams that sucks you into
             
feeling like this

I've heard you say many times that your better than no-one
                          
And no-one is better than you

If you really believe that you know you have nothing to win and
              
nothing   to  lose
                                                      
>From fixtures and forces and friends your sorrow does stem

They'll hype you & type & make you feel that you got to be just like

them

I'd forever talk to you but soon my words would turn into a
meaningless

ring
                                           
For deep in my heart there's no help I can bring
 
Everything passes everything changes just do what you think you should

do
                                                               
Then someday maybe who knows baby I'll come and be crying to you

         Copyright @ 1964  M. Witmark & Sons
         From the "Flying Burrito Bros" LP

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