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Led Zeppelin - Houses of the Holy The Song Remains The Same --- ---- ------- --- ---- I had a dream, oh, my, crazy dream, oh, oh. Anything I wanted to know, Anyplace I needed to go. Hear my song, now, People, don't you listen now, Sing along, oh, You don't know what you're missing now. Any little song that you know, Ev'rything that's small has to grow. California sunlight, sweet Calcutta rain, Honolulu starbright, The Song Remains The Same. Sing out, Hare, Hare, Dance the Hoochie Koo. City lights are oh, so bright As we go sliding slide, Sliding, sliding, sliding... The Rain Song --- ---- ---- It is the springtime of my loving, The second season I am to know. You are the sunlight in my growing, So little warmth I felt before. It isn't hard to feel me glowing, I watched the fire that grew so low. It is the summer of my smiles, Flee from me Keepers of the Gloom. Speak to me only with your eyes, It is to you I give this tune. Ain't so hard to recognize, oh, These things are clear to all from time to time. Talk, talk, talk, talk, I felt the coolness of my winter, I never thought you would ever go. I cursed the gloom that set upon us, 'pon us, 'pon us, But I know that I love you so, But I know that I love you so. These are the seasons of emotion, And like the winds, they rise and fall. This is the wonder of devotion, I see the torch we all must hold. This is the myst'ry of the quotient, quotient, Upon us all, Upon us all a little rain must fall. Over The Hills And Far Away ---- --- ----- --- --- ---- Hey, lady, you got the love I need, Maybe more than enough. Oh, darlin', darlin', darlin', Walk a awhile with me, Oh, you got so much, so much, so much. Many times I've loved, And many times been bitten, Many times I've gazed Along the open road. Many times I've lied Many times I've listened, Many times I've wondered How much there is to know. Many dreams come true And some have silver linings, I live for my dream And a pocketful of gold. Mellow is the man Who knows what he's been missin', Many, many men Can't see the open road Many is a word That only leaves you guessin', Guessin' about a thing You really ought to know. You really ought to know, I really ought to know. The Crunge --- ------ I wanna tell you 'bout my good friend, I ain't adisclosin' no names but He sure is a good friend and I ain't gonna tell you where he comes from but If I tell you, you won't come again, oh, hey. I ain't gonna tell you nothin' but I do, well, but I know, yeah. Now let me tell you 'bout my girl, I open up a newspaper and what do I see? Ah, ah, ah, ah, see my girl, ah, ah, lookin' at me. Oo, and when she walks, she walks, Let me tell you, when she talks, she talks. And when she looks me in the eye, She's my baby, Lord, I wanna make her mine. Oh, tell me baby what you want me to do. And you want me to love you, Love some other man. Oo, they ain't gonna call me Mister Pitiful, no, uh. I don't need no respect from nobody no, no, Ah, yeah, no, no, ah, ah. I ain't gonna tell you nothin', I ain't gonna tell you no more, no, She is my baby, let me tell you that I love her so, And, and she's the woman I really wanna love And let me tell you more. Oo, she's my baby, let me tell you she lives next door. She's the one-a woman, the one-a woman that I know. I ain't goin', I ain't goin', I ain't gonna tell. I ain't goin' tell you one thing that you really oughta know. But she's my lover baby, and I love her so. And she's the one that really makes me whirl and twirl and She's the kind of lover that makes me fill the whole world. And she's the one who really makes jump and shout, oh, She's the kinda girl that I know what it's all about. Take it home, take it, take it, take it. Ah, excuse me, ah, will you excuse me? I'm just try'n-a find the bridge, Has anybody seen the bridge? (spoken:) Have you seen the bridge? I ain't the seen the bridge. Where's that confounded bridge. Dancing Days ------- ---- Dancing Days are here again, Summer evenings grow. I got my flower, I got my power, I got a woman who knows. I said it's alright, you know it's alright, I guess it's all in my heart. You'll be my only, my one and only. Is that the way it should start? Crazy ways are evident In the way you're wearing your clothes. Sippin' booze is precedent As the evening starts to glow. You know it's alright, I said it's alright, You know it's all in my heart. You'll be my only, my one and only. Is that the way it should start? You told your mama I'd get you home, But you didn't say that I got no car. I saw a lion, he was standing alone With a tadpole in a jar. You know it's alright, I said it's alright, You know it's all in my heart, heart, heart. You'll be my only, my one and only. Is that the way it should start? Said Dancing Days are here again As the summer evenings grow. You are my flower, you are my power, You are my woman who knows. I said it's alright, you know it's alright, You know it's all in my heart. You'll be my only, yes, my one and only, yes. Is that the way it should start? I know it isn't. D'yer Mak'er ----- ------ Oh oh oh oh oh oh, You don't have to go, Oh oh oh oh, You don't have to go, Oh oh oh oh, You don't have to go. Ay ay ay ay ay ay, All those tears I cry, Ay ay ay ay, All those tears I cry, Oh oh ay ay, Baby, please don't go. When I read the letter you wrote me It made me mad, mad, mad, When I read the words that it told me It made me sad, sad, sad. But I still love you so, I can't let you go, I love you, ooh, baby, I love you. Oh oh oh oh oh oh, Ev'ry breath I take, Oh oh oh oh oh, Ev'ry move I make, Oh, baby, please don't go. Ay ay ay ay ay ay, You hurt me to my soul, Oh oh oh oh, You hurt me to my soul, Oh oh, darlin', please don't go. When I read the letter you sent me It made me mad, mad, mad, When I read the news that it brought me It made me sad, sad, sad. But I still love you so, I can't let you go, I love you, ooh, baby, I love you. Oh oh oh oh oh oh, You don't have to go. Oh oh oh oh, You don't have to go. No Quarter -- ------- Close the door, put out the light, You know they won't be home tonight. The snow falls hard and don't you know The winds of Thor are blowing cold. They're wearing steel that's bright and true, They carry news that must get through. They choose the path where no one goes, They hold No Quarter, They hold No Quarter. Walking side by side with death The devil mocks their ev'ry step. The snow drives back the foot that's slow, The dogs of doom are howlin' more. They carry news that must get through To build a dream for me and you. They choose the path where no one goes, They hold No Quarter. They ask No Quarter. The Ocean --- ----- Singing in the sunshine, Laughing in the rain, Hitting on the moonshine, Rocking in the grain. Got no time to pack my bag, My foot's outside the door, I got a date, I can't be late For the high hopes hail-a ball. Singing to an ocean, I can hear the ocean's roar, Play for free, I play for me, I play a whole lot more, more. Singing 'bout the good things And the sun that lights the day, And you can sing to the mountains, Has the ocean lost it's way? La la la la la la la la la la Sitting round, singing songs Till the night turns into day, Used to sing to the mountains, But the mountains washed away. Now I'm singing all my songs To the girl who won my heart, She is only three years old And it's a real fine way to start. 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