Old Fashioned Love
By Bill LaBounty/ Roy Freeland

I take my love seriously
'Cause I don't believe that love is free
Fast and loose just ain't my style
A good thing should last a while

(Chorus)
Old fashioned love
Long lasting love
Old fashioned, full of the passion
Of an old fashioned love

Some people go for one-night stands
Short, sweet, no romance
Some people just go too far
Well I sure don't need a menage a trois

Chorus

Trying to lead a simple life
And this one woman man needs a one man wife

Chorus

I don't go to the singles bars
'Cause I don't intend to swing that far
I'm just trying to lead a simple life
And this one woman man needs a one man wife

Chorus

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Departure
By Hugh Prestwood

Hey let's go up on the mountain tonight
And be lovers out under the stars
From up there the freeways are rivers of light
With diamonds and rubies for cars

And the city is spread like a net at your feet
Catching the stars as they fall
And all of the things that are driving you crazy
Won't really matter at all

Hey let's go up on the mountain tonight
You can bring all your memories along
We'll take all the very best times of our lives
Set them down into a song

And we'll stand on a peak overlooking the world
And sing it as loud as we can
Not one of the millions below us will hear it
But won't the elation be grand

And we'll catch us a ride on the wings of an angel
Flying too close to the ground
And if she is flying away to forever
Maybe we'll never come down

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Miami Beach
By Hugh Prestwood

Back in '37, when she first walked down that street
She was such a knockout, she could make your heartbeat skip
Hiding from the winter, living in a pink hotel
In Miami Beach, in Miami Beach

So she lived a long life underneath a pastel sky
She let the ocean bathe her and the trade winds blow her dry
The sun shone on her beauty till it faded clear away
In Miami Beach, in Miami Beach

Now she sits all day in front of her hotel
As if waiting for somebody to arrive
Yes and now the whole wide world has dwindled down
To a single wicker chair on Ocean Drive

Million dollar babies walk right by her everyday
They don't care to know her but if they should ask she'd say
I must be your future cause you surely are my past
In Miami Beach, in Miami Beach

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Distant Fire
By Michael Johnson/Wayne Carson/Bill Piburn

I just had to hear your voice tonight
My heart left me no choice tonight
I'll bet you think I'm crazy
Well maybe I am

Yes I know it's late to call like this
But I was memory inspired
Feelings I've been keeping,
Keeping me from sleeping
Burning like a distant fire

Yesterdays are in my heart tonight
And I can't fight that old desire
Loneliness remembers love that lives in embers
Flickering from a distant fire

From where we were, to where we are
Seems so close, to be so far
I'll never own the moon and stars
But I can see them shine

Like I said it's late to call like this
Darling I apologize
Not for what I'm feeling, just for not revealing
This love I'm sending on the wire
Burning from a distant fire

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Worth the Trouble
By Hugh Prestwood

Even though you love her, even though she loves you
Even though you're both committed to seeing it through
Seems no matter how it's going, the going is tough
You thought that love was all you needed, well it ain't enough

You've been thinking is she worth the trouble
Is she
Worth it
Is she worth the trouble
Is she
Really worth it

It's a basic disagreement between your head and your heart
You know you'd say goodbye tomorrow if you were smart
But your heart keeps saying hold on, don't give up now
You can try a little harder, work it out somehow

You keep thinking is she worth the trouble
Is she
Worth it
Is she worth the trouble
Is she
Really worth it

Is she worth the trouble
Is she worth the trouble
Is she really worth the trouble
Is she really worth the trouble

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Dirty Hands and Dirty Faces
By Parker McGee

Dirty hands, dirty faces, what am I gonna do about you
You've been out playing in those forbidden places
So run along and wash 'em up
Your supper's getting cool

Hurry up, slow down, how can you be so clumsy
Didn't you see it standing there
Go on now answer me before I get angry
And go to your room and shut the door and see if I care

Yes but someday, when we're standing eye to eye
And your trucks and your guns are all behind
Well I hope you'll be more kind and understanding with your daddy
Than I was with mine

The day to day, it slips away, you're in diapers and then you're dancing
And the music that you hear is not for me
Sometimes I forget about the things that really matter
I'm holding tighter, you're running faster, as you struggle to be free

Yes but someday, when we're standing eye to eye
And your trucks and your guns are all behind
Well I hope you'll be more kind and understanding with your daddy
Than I was with mine

So on your way, my little one
You've got some dreams to find
Still I hope you'll be more kind and understanding with your daddy
Than I was with mine

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Unconditionally
By Brian O'Doherty

If it's me you want, I'm yours
I'm a house of open doors
Why should I be afraid to let you in
But if you need to run, okay
I'm not standing in your way
You're not some prize for me to lose or win
It's not some game I'm trying to play

'Cause I love you unconditionally, unconditionally
Maybe you find it hard to understand
You're in my heart wherever you go
And I want you to know
I love you babe, unconditionally

You say you've been hurt before
And there's no way to know for sure
As if I'm hiding something up my sleeve
There's no bridge you need to burn
'Cause I want nothing in return
And it's little consequence what you believe
There's no reward I'm trying to earn

'Cause I love you unconditionally, babe, unconditionally
Maybe you find it hard to understand
You're in my heart wherever you go
And I want you to know
I love you babe, unconditionally

When love is true
No matter what you do
It still believes in you, and I do

Unconditionally, unconditionally
Maybe you find it hard to understand
You're in my heart wherever you go
And I want you to know
I love you babe, unconditionally
Unconditionally
Unconditionally

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Software
By Michael Johnson/Randy Goodrum

She came to me inside a package all the way from Japan
She gives me more than satisfaction and she's right in the palm of my hand
And there's so much she makes me do, guess I'm a slave to my new

Software (we are so compatible)
Software (we can write the manual)
Software (she is so expandable)
Software (it's unbelievable)
And there's no reason to be discreet
Because my program is now complete
Software

And when I look in her directions, quite suddenly I am scared
Because her technical perfection is displayed beyond compare
If we could interface awhile in some file inside my

Software (we are so compatible)
Software (we can write the manual)
Software (she is so expandable)
Software (it's unbelievable)
And there's no reason to be discreet
Because my program is now complete
Software

My little geisha wheel, she's so unreal
My little geisha wheel
She makes me feel like I'll never need anyone but my

Software (we are so compatible)
Software (we can write the manual)
Software (she is so expandable)
Software (it's unbelievable)
And there's no reason to be discreet
Because my program is now complete with software

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She's Real
By W. T. Davidson

I had stuffed animals when I was just a kid
I dreamed they'd come alive and play but they never did
Now I've found someone that I can call my own
And unlike others I have known

She's real
She's flesh and blood and bone and love that I can feel
And she's not perfect but it's all part of the deal
Yes I know she's real

I still remember my first Playboy magazine
And they had photographs in there like I'd never seen
But all in all they never did have much to say
They'd just lie there on the page

But she's real
She's flesh and blood and bone and love that I can feel
She's not perfect but it's all part of the deal
Yes I know she's real

Sometimes she hurts my feelings, sometimes I hurt her feelings
And we just don't get along, no
But before we say goodnight, I just might find out that she's right
And even if she's wrong

She's real
She's flesh and blood and bone and love that I can feel
She's not perfect but it's all part of the deal
Yes I know she's real

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Almost Free
By Hugh Prestwood

Last night you pushed me a little too far
I was not coming back when I left in the car
And there was a time, an hour or two
I was feeling so free from you

I picked up a bottle and drove to the heights
I parked on a ridge and I looked at the lights
The engine was off and the radio on
And the singer sang and I sang along

And I was almost free, almost wasn't any you and me
I was almost free, whole new life ahead of me
Almost free

Sunrise rising over the wheel
The bottle is empty and so is the feel
This car knows it's the wrong thing to do
But it's driving me home to you

Maybe I'm too much in love to be strong
Maybe you knew I'd be back all along
And if I could be who you wanted I would
If I could forget I'd be gone for good

I was almost free, almost wasn't any you and me
I feel almost free
Whole new life ahead of me, almost free

Just too hard to walk this line
Maybe baby, I'll make it next time

Almost free, almost wasn't any you and me
I was almost free, whole new life ahead of me
I was almost free, almost wasn't any you and me
I was almost free, whole new life ahead of me
Almost free

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Cain's Blood
By Michael Johnson/Jack Sundrud

Half of my blood is Cain's blood, half of my blood is Abel
One eye looks to heaven and one eye looks for trouble

Sweet mother, she sang in the Sunday choir
On her head was a halo, she spoke brimstone and fire
Daddy lived by the bottle, Daddy died by the barn
Well he froze one night, Mama said serves him right
The devil can keep him warm

Half of my blood is Cain's blood, half of my blood is Abel
One eye looks to heaven and one eye looks for trouble

Guess I always saw myself as a simple man
There's a man in the mirror I don't understand
Everyday I fight it but I know down deep
It's the secrets I've been keeping rising from their sleep

Now that you know me, do you still need me
Or just half the man
Deep in the darkness, do you still see the light
Will you take me as I am

Half of my blood is Cain's blood, half of my blood is Abel
One eye looks to heaven and one eye looks for trouble
Half of my blood is Cain's blood, half of my blood is Abel
One eye looks to heaven and one eye looks for trouble

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Imogene
By Gene & Paul Nelson

I remember images of bridges crossed
And being left on the other side
I guess I died last somewhere near Savannah
Oh Imogene, can I take you down south in my dreams

Oh Imogene, everybody's playing good-time music
Could it be some sort of sign
That everybody's playing good-time music
But no one's having a good time

Simon, my best friend, he cut his hair
He added strings, became a millionaire
Oh it's all so simple so Simon says
Oh but Imogene, time goes by and so did I

Oh Imogene, everybody's playing good-time music
Could it be some sort of sign
Everybody's playing good-time music
But no one's having a good time

The sign on the border says welcome to Georgia
You don't have to go through Savannah no more
Oh nothing makes sense anymore
Why should I, why should I