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Words and Music by : Tom Paxton | |||
Recorded by Harry
Belafonte: Recording date: 1967 Playing time: 3:40 LP : LSP3779 Tape: TP3-5032 |
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Lyrics: As my aching head is begging for a sleep that will not come I rise and walk the morning streets again I keep a wondering how you're doing and I wonder where you are And I know I'll be all right but I don't know when Hold on to me babe, wherever you may be Hold on to me babe, I'm with you always There was something locked inside you like a secret burning pain In a prison where you would not let me go I was sure we'd find an answer, till I woke and found you gone Now just what it was I guess I'll never know Hold on to me babe, wherever you may be Hold on to me babe, I'm with you always I keep hanging onto something no I don't know what it is But at least I know the sound of my own name And I work as hard as ever and I see the same old friends But there's something deep inside and it ain't the same Hold on to me babe, wherever you may be Hold on to me babe, I'm with you always |
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