Nowhere Man

Nowhere Man

hudba a text: P.McCartney, J.Lennon
album: Rubber Soul
The Beatles

zapsal Petkon

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He's a re-al no-where man

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sitting in his no-where land

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ma-king all his nowhere plans for no-bo-dy

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Doesn't have a point of view

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knows not where he's going to

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i--sn't he a bit like you and me-e

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R.: No-where man please li-sten

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you don't know what you're missing

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no-where man the wo-o--o--orld is at your command

He's as blind as he can be
just sees what he wants to see
nowhere man can you see me at all

R.: Nowhere man don't worry
take your time don't hurry
leave it all till somebody else lends you a hand

Doesn't have a point of view
knows not where he's going to
isn't he a bit like you and me?

R.: Nowhere man please listen
you don't know what you're missing
nowhere man the world is at your command

He's a real nowhere man
sitting in his nowhere land
making all his nowhere plans for nobody
making all his nowhere plans for nobody
making all his nowhere plans for nobody

Hit The Road Jack

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Hit the road Jack, and don't you come back
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No more, no more, no more, no more
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Hit the road Jack
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And don't you come back no more

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Hit the road Jack, and don't you come back
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No more, no more, no more, no more
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Hit the road Jack
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And don't you come back no more

Verse 1

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Woo !~~~~ Wo-man oh ! Wo-man
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Don't treat me so mean
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You're the mean-est old wo-man
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That I've ev-er seen
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I guess if you said so ~~~~~
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I'd have to pack my things~~~~ and go

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Hit the road Jack, and don't you come back
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No more, no more, no more, no more
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Hit the road Jack
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And don't you come back no more

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Hit the road Jack, and don't you come back
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No more, no more, no more, no more
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Hit the road Jack
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And don't you come back no more

Verse 2

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Now ~~~~ Ba-by listen ba-by
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Don't a treat me this er way~~~~~
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For I'll be back on my feet some day
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Don't care if you do 'cause it's un-der-stood
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You aint got no mon-ey
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You just aint no good
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Well I guess if~~~~ you say so~~~~
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I'd have to pack my things~~~ and go

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Hit the road Jack, and don't you come back
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No more, no more, no more, no more
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Hit the road Jack
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And don't you come back no more

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Hit the road Jack, and don't you come back
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No more, no more, no more, no more
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Hit the road Jack
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And don't you come back no more

What It Takes - Aerosmith

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There goes my old girl-friend, there's an-oth-er
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Dia-mond ring. And, uh all those late night
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prom-is-es I guess they don't mean a thing.
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So ba-by what's The sto-ry? Did you find
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an-oth-er man? Is it
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Eas-y to sleep in the bed that we made? When you
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Don't look back I guess the feel-ings start to
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Fade a--way. I used to feel your fire but now it's
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Cold in-side. And you're back on the street like
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You didn't miss a beat, yeah. Tell me what it
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takes To let you go. Tell me how the pain's
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sup-posed to G--o. Tell me how it
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is that you can sleep in the
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Nig-ht with-out think-ing you lost ev-

Sting - Fields Of Gold

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prechod

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Have Thine Own Way, Lord

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Have Thine own way, Lord!

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Have Thine own way!

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Thou art the Pot-ter,

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I am the clay.

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Mold me and make me

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af-ter Thy will,

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While I am wait-ing,

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yield-ed and still.