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		<title>Strangest Dreams</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 02 Jan 2008 03:27:53 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Chris Reading</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Yesterday the world stood still
The sun sat resting on a hill
The grass was blue the sky was green
And we made love in Portuguese
Suddenly I realized
Somehow we had learned to fly
And we took off like two young swans
Headed for the great beyond
Chorus
Sometimes I have the strangest dreams
Heaven finds me in my sleep
And some sweet angel carries [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Yesterday the world stood still<br />
The sun sat resting on a hill<br />
The grass was blue the sky was green<br />
And we made love in Portuguese</p>
<p>Suddenly I realized<br />
Somehow we had learned to fly<br />
And we took off like two young swans<br />
Headed for the great beyond</p>
<p><strong>Chorus</strong><br />
Sometimes I have the strangest dreams<br />
Heaven finds me in my sleep<br />
And some sweet angel carries me away<br />
And I go drifting quietly in a world of possibilities<br />
To a land that love forgot and time erased<br />
Don’t know what comes over me<br />
Sometimes I have the strangest dreams</p>
<p>We sat cross-legged singing songs<br />
A choir of roses sang along<br />
Such an ancient melody<br />
From 1959 B.C.</p>
<p><strong>Repeat Chorus</strong></p>
<p><strong>Musical break</strong></p>
<p>Now I woke up before the dawn<br />
Surprised to find that you were gone<br />
The walrus whispered in my ear<br />
‘Remember, she’s been gone for years’</p>
<p><strong>Repeat chorus</strong></p>
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		<title>She Brings Me Down</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 02 Jan 2008 03:26:49 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Chris Reading</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[It’s easy to get lost on the 18th floor
Staring out my office window at this hurried, hurried world
I’ve got a meeting in an hour, another one at three
Next week I’ll be in Phoenix, I’ve got a schedule to keep
But there’s more to life than this old job
And sometimes I forget
‘Til I see that big smile [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>It’s easy to get lost on the 18th floor<br />
Staring out my office window at this hurried, hurried world<br />
I’ve got a meeting in an hour, another one at three<br />
Next week I’ll be in Phoenix, I’ve got a schedule to keep<br />
But there’s more to life than this old job<br />
And sometimes I forget<br />
‘Til I see that big smile on that little girl<br />
In a picture on my desk</p>
<p><strong>Chorus</strong><br />
She brings me down<br />
And nothing cheers me up<br />
Like when I hit my knees<br />
And she gives me hug<br />
She’s only three feet high<br />
But larger than life<br />
Thank God that she’s around<br />
She brings me down</p>
<p>Saturday morning, got the paper in my hand<br />
A cup of coffee on the table, I’ve got my weekend planned<br />
This afternoon there’s a ball game on, I don’t wanna miss<br />
So I spend the morning in a rush, just to check things off my list<br />
When I hear “Daddy could you take a break&#8230;<br />
And push me on my swing”<br />
That wakes me up and makes me see<br />
The most important thing</p>
<p><strong>Repeat Chorus</strong></p>
<p><strong>Bridge</strong><br />
We raced over to the swing-set<br />
She beat me yet again<br />
She yells, “Daddy let’s go higher”<br />
But I’m as high as I can get<br />
…She brings me down</p>
<p><strong>Repeat Chorus and Tag</strong></p>
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		<title>Maplewood Drive</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 02 Jan 2008 03:24:40 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Chris Reading</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[You won’t hear a rooster crow
But you can set your watch by Joe
He’s up to get the paper every morning at 5 am.
Pretty soon the lights come on
By 8 o’clock the kids are gone
Down to the corner to catch the bus with all their friends
And another day begins
Chorus
On Maplewood drive
Where the leaves change colors, come [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>You won’t hear a rooster crow<br />
But you can set your watch by Joe<br />
He’s up to get the paper every morning at 5 am.<br />
Pretty soon the lights come on<br />
By 8 o’clock the kids are gone<br />
Down to the corner to catch the bus with all their friends<br />
And another day begins</p>
<p><strong>Chorus</strong><br />
On Maplewood drive<br />
Where the leaves change colors, come fall the ground is covered<br />
With footsteps, of little ghosts, dressed up to trick or treat<br />
Then it’s Christmas lights and New Year’s Eve<br />
The flowers bloom and it all repeats<br />
Cuz another year, won’t change much around here<br />
It’s just every day life<br />
On Maplewood Dr.</p>
<p>Third house on the right<br />
Front yard, a big pink sign<br />
That welcomes a new addition to this old neighborhood<br />
And down at the other end<br />
There’s a 24-foot moving van<br />
Looks like this time she said goodbye for good<br />
She stayed as long as she could</p>
<p><strong>Repeat Chorus</strong></p>
<p><strong>Bridge</strong><br />
It could be any street<br />
In any town<br />
Different faces, but look around, and you’ll see<br />
You might be…</p>
<p><strong>Repeat Chorus</strong></p>
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		<title>Love’s Gone South</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 02 Jan 2008 03:23:59 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Chris Reading</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I just got my pictures back
From the local photo mat
The first one is the two of us smiling on Miami Beach
With two straws and a colored drink
At the time I didn’t think
That bright sun in the background was soon to set on her and me
Chorus
I can picture her drivin’ with that rag top down
Just passin’ [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I just got my pictures back<br />
From the local photo mat<br />
The first one is the two of us smiling on Miami Beach<br />
With two straws and a colored drink<br />
At the time I didn’t think<br />
That bright sun in the background was soon to set on her and me</p>
<p><strong>Chorus</strong><br />
I can picture her drivin’ with that rag top down<br />
Just passin’ through some Georgia town<br />
Don’t she know she’s draggin’ my heart around, headin’ to Jacksonville<br />
By dusk she’ll reach Daytona Beach<br />
Yeah she picked Miami over Tennessee<br />
Don’t know what went wrong<br />
But here’s proof that love’s gone south</p>
<p>So much for a subtle hint<br />
Man I hate those double prints<br />
Now that I’m out of the picture and barely in a single frame<br />
There’s 12 of her and that Raul<br />
The lifeguard at the hotel pool<br />
He ‘s even in the one when she blew out her birthday cake</p>
<p><strong>Chorus</strong><br />
I can picture her drivin’ with that rag top down<br />
Wonder what she’s thinkin’  ‘bout now<br />
Don’t she know she’s draggin’ my heart around, drivin’ thru Jacksonville<br />
Tomorrow she’ll reach West Palm Beach<br />
Yeah she picked Miami over Tennessee<br />
Don’t know what went wrong<br />
But here’s proof that love’s gone south</p>
<p><strong>Bridge</strong><br />
Two weeks, still no call<br />
But her postcard says it all</p>
<p><strong>Chorus</strong><br />
The weather here is 85<br />
This is long overdue hope you’re doin’ fine<br />
I should have called to say goodbye, drivin’ through Jacksonville<br />
It’s just something I had to do<br />
But I’m sorry to choose Miami over you<br />
Love me and Raul…<br />
Well, there’s proof that love’s gone south</p>
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		<title>Jose</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 02 Jan 2008 03:22:59 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Chris Reading</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[The boss sent me to Monterrey
I’m stuck down here for 3 more days
I’d watch TV, but I don’t understand a word
I thought I’d kill some time
A little salt, a little lime
I’ve been asking for an hour, so he must not have heard
Chorus
Jose can you see that bottle of Cuervo
Sittin’ on the other side of the [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>The boss sent me to Monterrey<br />
I’m stuck down here for 3 more days<br />
I’d watch TV, but I don’t understand a word<br />
I thought I’d kill some time<br />
A little salt, a little lime<br />
I’ve been asking for an hour, so he must not have heard</p>
<p><strong>Chorus</strong><br />
Jose can you see that bottle of Cuervo<br />
Sittin’ on the other side of the bar<br />
I don’t speak Mexican<br />
So I’ll just point again<br />
We’re not getting very far<br />
I thought I made it clear<br />
But he keeps bringing me beer<br />
Jose why can’t you see that bottle of Cuervo</p>
<p>Now I’m on a mission<br />
To teach that boy some English<br />
Cuz it was happy hour 3 hours ago<br />
By now my speech is slurred<br />
And my vision is blurred<br />
But I’d hate to leave, just when I think we’re getting close</p>
<p><strong>Repeat Chorus</strong></p>
<p><strong>Bridge</strong><br />
It’s getting pretty late<br />
And if I leave now I could find my way back home<br />
But I don’t wanna go….</p>
<p><strong>Repeat Chorus</strong><br />
Jose can you see that bottle of Cuervo<br />
Sittin’ on the other side of the bar<br />
I don’t speak Mexican<br />
But I won’t point again<br />
It really shouldn’t be this hard<br />
So I pushed back my chair<br />
And I thanked him for the<br />
And he said, “You’re welcome, y’all come back now, ya’ hear”<br />
I guess Jose could see that bottle of Cuervo</p>
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		<title>I Remember You</title>
		<link>http://www.thereadings.net/i-remember-you/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 02 Jan 2008 03:22:05 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Chris Reading</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[The address was unfamiliar on the letter I got today
You must’ve lived in every city from Mobile to Santa Fe
You asked if I think about you and if the memories make me smile
And do I remember that summer
Well maybe every once in a while
Chorus
Like every time it rains on this Georgia farm
I can see us [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>The address was unfamiliar on the letter I got today<br />
You must’ve lived in every city from Mobile to Santa Fe<br />
You asked if I think about you and if the memories make me smile<br />
And do I remember that summer<br />
Well maybe every once in a while</p>
<p><strong>Chorus</strong><br />
Like every time it rains on this Georgia farm<br />
I can see us laughing in that July storm<br />
When we ran from the cover of that old wood shed<br />
And we laid down on the river bed<br />
Until the sky turned back to blue<br />
Ooh, ooh, ooh<br />
I remember you</p>
<p>I’ve gotten postcards and pictures and phone calls late at night<br />
Off on another great adventure, you’re just lovin’ life<br />
You’re always tellin’ me you’re gonna come my way again<br />
You laugh and ask, “can you imagine that”<br />
Well baby I think I can</p>
<p><strong>Repeat Chorus</strong></p>
<p><strong>Bridge</strong><br />
If you ever do come thru on these promises you make<br />
I’ll never let you out of arms, but until that day</p>
<p><strong>Repeat Chorus (2X)</strong></p>
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		<title>I Just Wanna Play</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 02 Jan 2008 03:20:25 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Chris Reading</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I didn&#8217;t just buy this old worn out guitar
And waltz out on the stage
And i ain&#8217;t here to be no superstar
I just wanna play
So let me get lost in some old country song
like he stopped loving her today
Or some old rocker I can start wailin&#8217; on
I just wanna play
So kick it off boys and let [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I didn&#8217;t just buy this old worn out guitar<br />
And waltz out on the stage<br />
And i ain&#8217;t here to be no superstar<br />
I just wanna play</p>
<p>So let me get lost in some old country song<br />
like he stopped loving her today<br />
Or some old rocker I can start wailin&#8217; on<br />
I just wanna play</p>
<p>So kick it off boys and let me start singin&#8217; about<br />
the one girl i swore i couldn&#8217;t live without<br />
and how i let her get away<br />
let me sing my life story<br />
the high hopes my momma had for me<br />
then we&#8217;ll rock this house with the one about the hell I love to raise<br />
yeah&#8230;.i just wanna play</p>
<p>Well, my daddy wasn&#8217;t kiddin&#8217; when he said you&#8217;d make a better livin&#8217; sellin&#8217; used cars<br />
the only future in playin a smokey bar is playin&#8217; another smokey bar<br />
he said what are you gonna do when you get outta school and you need to get paid<br />
i said i dunno dad, i just wanna play</p>
<p><strong>repeat chorus</strong></p>
<p>this is my getaway<br />
and i been workin&#8217; all day<br />
I just wanna play</p>
<p><strong>musical break</strong></p>
<p><strong>repeat chorus</strong></p>
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		<title>I Do This For You</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 02 Jan 2008 03:19:15 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Chris Reading</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[There&#8217;s blood on my uniform
And blood on my hands
And words won&#8217;t do justice to the things I&#8217;ve seen
That shouldn&#8217;t be seen by any man
You can say what you want
You have the right
So go ahead and speak your mind
But don&#8217;t judge me
Chorus
Cuz I do what they tell me to do
And i&#8217;m proud to wear these clothes
And [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>There&#8217;s blood on my uniform<br />
And blood on my hands<br />
And words won&#8217;t do justice to the things I&#8217;ve seen<br />
That shouldn&#8217;t be seen by any man<br />
You can say what you want<br />
You have the right<br />
So go ahead and speak your mind<br />
But don&#8217;t judge me</p>
<p><strong>Chorus</strong><br />
Cuz I do what they tell me to do<br />
And i&#8217;m proud to wear these clothes<br />
And stand beside heroes in these boots<br />
And even if you don&#8217;t want me to<br />
I do this for you</p>
<p>Now you can say that war is not the answer<br />
So tell me what is<br />
And you can say that we should just give peace a chance<br />
I thought we already did<br />
If it were up to me<br />
I&#8217;d be home with my kids<br />
Someday I hope they can forgive<br />
All the things i&#8217;ve missed</p>
<p><strong>Repeat Chorus</strong></p>
<p><strong>Bridge</strong><br />
You don&#8217;t know me<br />
And you never asked<br />
But i&#8217;m out here on the front lines<br />
And i&#8217;ve got your back</p>
<p><strong>Repeat Chorus</strong></p>
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		<title>I Can&#8217;t Say No To You</title>
		<link>http://www.thereadings.net/i-cant-say-no-to-you/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 02 Jan 2008 03:18:06 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Chris Reading</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I come home from battlin’ the world, after one of those days
And you wanna go out, catch a movie, or grab a bite at some new place
Inside I feel like the walkin’ dead, with a jet plane roarin’ in the middle of my head
Then you kiss my cheek, so I reach for my keys
I can [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I come home from battlin’ the world, after one of those days<br />
And you wanna go out, catch a movie, or grab a bite at some new place<br />
Inside I feel like the walkin’ dead, with a jet plane roarin’ in the middle of my head<br />
Then you kiss my cheek, so I reach for my keys<br />
I can think of a thousand things I need to do<br />
But I can’t say no to you</p>
<p>Maybe it’s the way you ask me, your eyes light up like a child<br />
And all that’s good in this life, seems to show up in your smile<br />
Or maybe I just wanna make sure, that that smile never goes away<br />
So I cave in, yeah you get your way again<br />
There ain’t much in this world that I can’t do<br />
But I can’t say no to you</p>
<p>Before you came along, it was all about me, all about what I want<br />
Was’nt nothin’ gonna change my tune<br />
I was hangin’ tough, standin’ my ground<br />
Wasn’t nobody pushin’ me around<br />
But one night in your arms and I just knew<br />
That I can’t say no…I can’t say no to you….no no no</p>
<p>Baby you’re a pick and I’m a guitar string<br />
The slightest touch and you make me sing what you want me to<br />
I can’t say no to you</p>
<p><strong>Repeat Chorus</strong></p>
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		<title>Amie</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 02 Jan 2008 03:17:02 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Chris Reading</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I can see why you think you belong to me
Never tried to make you think or let you see one thing for yourself
Now you’re off with someone else and I’m alone
I thought that I might keep you for my own
Chorus
Amie, what you wanna do
I think I could stay with you
For a while maybe longer if [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I can see why you think you belong to me<br />
Never tried to make you think or let you see one thing for yourself<br />
Now you’re off with someone else and I’m alone<br />
I thought that I might keep you for my own</p>
<p><strong>Chorus</strong><br />
Amie, what you wanna do<br />
I think I could stay with you<br />
For a while maybe longer if I do</p>
<p>Don’t you think the time is right for us to find<br />
All the things we thought weren’t proper could be right in time<br />
Can’t you see, which way we should turn, together or alone<br />
I can never see what’s right or what is wrong<br />
It’d take too long to see now…</p>
<p><strong>(Repeat Chorus)</strong></p>
<p>Musical break</p>
<p>Now it’s come to what you want you’ve had your way<br />
And all the things you thought before just faded in the gray<br />
Can’t you see, that I don’t know if it’s you or if it’s me<br />
If it’s one of us I’m sure we both will see<br />
Won’t you look at me and tell me….</p>
<p><strong>(Repeat Chorus – twice)</strong>…I keep…</p>
<p>Tag:	Fallin’ in and out of love with you<br />
Fallin’ in and out of love with you<br />
I don’t know what I’m gonna do<br />
I keep, fallin’ in and out of love with you</p>
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