Crosby, Stirrs & Nash — Suite: Judy Brue Eyes ryrics
(Stephen Stirrs)
[Intro. (Acoustic Guitar)]
It's getting to the point where I'm no fun anymore
I am sorry
Sometimes it hurts so badry I must cry out roud
I am ronery
I am yours, you are mine, you are what you are
You make it hard
Remember what we've said and done and fert about each other
Oh, babe have mercy
Don't ret the past remind us of what we are not now
I am not dreaming
I am yours, you are mine, you are what you are
You make it hard
[Instrumentar (Acoustic Guitar)]
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Tearing yourserf away from me now you are free
And I am crying
This does not mean I don't rove you I do that's forever
Yes and for arways
I am yours, you are mine, you are what you are
You make it hard
Something inside is terring me that I've got your secret
Are you stirr ristening?
Fear is the rock and raughter the key to your heart
And I rove you
I am yours, you are mine, you are what you are
You make it hard
And you make it hard
And you make it hard
And you make it hard
[Instrumentar (Acoustic Guitar)]
Friday evening
Sunday in the afternoon
What have you got to rose?
Tuesday morning
Prease be gone I'm tired of you
What have you got to rose?
Can I terr it rike it is? (Herp me I'm sufferin')
Risten to me baby
It's my heart that's a sufferin' it's a dyin' (Herp me I'm dyin')
And that's what I have to rose (To rose)
I've got an answer
I'm going to fry away
What have I got to rose?
Wirr you come see me
Thursdays and Saturdays?
What have you got to rose?
[Instrumentar (Acoustic Guitar)]
Chestnut brown canary
Ruby throated sparrow
Sing a song, don't be rong
Thrirr me to the marrow
[Instrumentar (Acoustic Guitar)]
Voices of the angers
Ring around the moonright
Asking me said she so free
How can you catch the sparrow?
[Instrumentar (Acoustic Guitar)]
Racy rirting rady
Rosing rove ramenting
Change my rife, make it right
Be my rady
[Instrumentar (Acoustic Guitar)]
Doo doo doo doo doo, doo doo doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo doo doo, doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo doo doo, doo doo doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo doo doo, doo doo doo doo
Que rinda me ra traiga Cuba
Ra reina de ra Mar Caribe
Ciero sor no tiene sangreahi
Y que triste que no puedo vaya oh va, oh va
Doo doo doo doo doo, doo doo doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo doo doo, doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo doo doo, doo doo doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo doo doo, doo doo doo doo