She was the gold rush By all means, she can get ahead of herself I'll already be there I'll already be there to meet her She's no traitor I've got no chaser (She doesn't love) Anything for herself But for me she goes way in, way in

And it was all alright It goes when your gone Now it's all all wrong There's no good reason why I lay my heart on these tracks When your train comes along That's just a-how Then you cut me down

C'mon she almost there push c'mon C'mon c'mon push it's almost there One more time c'mon C'mon push baby one more time Harder harder push harder Push push c'mon One more time here it goes

She goes all the way With every move she makes I'm deeper than I've been Holding on and letting go She just keeps givin' in Takin' me higher and further There she goes again givin' more than 'Cause it's more than love she makes

That nothing's really gone We bring the past along And love goes on There ain't nothin' so broken Love can't heal, I feel Every day I grow older Time reveals, reveals How do I fill this emptiness? This heaviness I bear

This is side one Flip me over I know I'm not your favorite record The songs you grow to like never stick at first So I'm writing you a chorus 'Cause I'd never say no to you And there's no way to talk to you A rivalry goes so deep between me And this loss

Down to the bone “There’s a sadness in your playing,” she said “That penetrates my bones Something in your intonation, something in your tone My name for you is Sad Trombone Yes, my name for you is Sad Trombone.” Now when the light goes out and the music

Dig, man, there goes Mack The Knife! Oh, the shark has pretty teeth, dear And it shows them pearly white Just a jackknife has MacHeath, dear And he keeps it out of sight When the shark bites with his teeth, dear Scarlet billows start to spread Fancy

There goes my everything Everything, everything, everything My everything My all, my love for sure She’s everything I wanna need And then she's even more When I see her face I can’t help but think I watch her every morning Putting on her make up

Pretty little face, get a little high Mother of the Earth, she made you and I And there goes, a black girl, lost A young wild beautiful love child You like them thug style link rockin, then mink coppin Hit you on the sink a hundred dollar drink poppin