Classic masters

Two dozen other dirty lovers Must be a sucker for it Cry, cry but I don't need my mother Just hold my hand while I come to a decision on it Bum-bum-ba-da-da-da Sooner or later Your legs give way, you...

And I bring to you, darling, all my love My hand to hold lest you fall my love There are so many things, baby, that we could do And so many ways, 'cause I love you, I love you Those gray clouds make...

(Released December of 1970) You poisoned my sweet water. You cut down my green trees. The food you fed my children Was the cause of their disease. My world is slowly fallin' down And the airs not good...