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Long Distance Love

© 1993 Marcia Guderian, all rights reserved

I wish I thought you missed me, my Long Distance Love
This telephone can't kiss me, my Long Distance Love
And words across these wires can't say what you're thinking of
Long Distance Love, Long Distance Love

And when I read your letter, my Long Distance Love
I felt a little better, my Long Distance Love
But when you called this evening I just couldn't get enough
Long Distance Love, Long Distance Love

And lover's apart for so long realize
If you scatter the embers the fire soon dies
And that is what I'm afraid of
Cos we're apart, Long Distance Love

And if you're gone too long dear, my Long Distance Love
Don't ask me to be strong dear, my Long Distance Love
Cos I can't help but feel as though you're giving me the shove
Long Distance Love, Long Distance Love

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The Gypsy And The Thief

© 1995 Marcia Guderian,all rights reserved
CHORUS:
 I am the Gypsy
 You are the thief
 You never should have cornered me
 You stole my heart
'twas flying free
 I am the Gypsy
 You are the thief

  VERSES:
 It was in Tulsa we met last spring
 You said you thought I had everything
 A life of ease where ever I go
 I laughed and told you, "you could not know"

 You said your mama was a gypsy too
 You traveled with her when your life was new
 But fate is hard and often cruel
 It took your mama away from you
  (chorus)

 You traveled with me for 'most a year
 through love and laughter, through pain and fear
 through good and bad times you held me near
 My independence no longer clear

 That's when you told me
 you had changed your mind
 You had no wish to be unkind
 But you must leave, return to find
 The wife and family you left behind
  (chorus)

 Now as I drive these lonely miles
 I fight the tears and force a smile
 Though fate is cruel and often hard
 Next time this heart will be on guard
  (chorus)

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Up in the Attic

© 1990 Marcia Guderian, all rights reserved

Up in the Attic
 Lying at rest
 Behind a mirror and inside a chest
 At the end of a gold chain
 Wrapped up in cotton
 I found a face
that I thought I'd forgotten
 It just goes to show
 How memories don't let go

 This trinket retired,
 And yet brought to light
 Brings back the fire
that I felt that night
 Flames of betrayal
 And coals of mistrust
 While you tried to say all
that you thought you must
 It just goes to show
 How memories don't let go

 I should have thrown it away.
 This symbol of love gone astray.
 Why play this game this way?

 Wrap it back up and bury it deep
 Under the other useless things that I keep
 And there it lies waiting For me to find
 Kind of like baiting a trap for my mind
 It just goes to show How memories don't let go

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Don't Play the Last Chord Wrong

© 2000 Marcia Guderian, all rights reserved

Hello it's nice to meet you
We're mighty glad you've come
I see you've brought your steel       (fiddle),(guitar),   (or?...)
so you can play along
The tune is pretty simple
and we're just having fun
And it don't matter what you do unless you slide that last chord wrong       (alter verb to fit instrument)

Don't slide that last chord wrong
No don't slide that last chord wrong
You can leave out half the changes
Or play two different songs
But don't slide that last chord wrong
   (instrumental break)

  2.fiddle: Don't bow those last strings wrong
       (instrumental break)

  3. guitar: Don't pick those last notes wrong
       (instrumental break)

  (ending:)
Don't play the last chord wrong
No, Don't play the last chord wrong
We're happy that you're here and that you want to play along
If you just Don't play the last chord wrong
No, Don't play the last chord wrong
Don't back up and don't miss a beat
and Don't Play The Last Chord Wrong....Wrong...Wrong

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Painting the World Blue

© 1989 Marcia Guderian, all rights reserved

 Sit yourself down on that old barroom stool
 And you can tell me your troubles,
 tell me why you're so blue
 Give me your money and I'll sing you a song
 Take your mind away from things that are wrong
 And we're Painting The World So Blue

 There's so much smoke in here
 they can't see your face
 You could come and go without leaving a trace
 Sun setting and the moon on the rise
 When time goes sneaking by, it's such a surprise
 While we're Painting The World So Blue

 Is this what they meant when they said
 That we should go out and paint the town red?

 This whole city's got a case of the blues
 There's too many people and so little to do
 You can hide it in smoke
 or you can drown it in booze
 But we're letting the days go by, paying our dues
 and Painting The World So Blue

 Is this what they meant when they said
 That we should go out and paint the town red?
 A little red dot on a big blue ball
 Can hardly be seen at all.

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Buy Me a Mansion on Mars

© 1998 M. Guderian, all rights reserved

Won't you Buy Me a Mansion on Mars
 I need a new view of the stars
 And I could stay home and be yours alone
 If you'd Buy me a Mansion on Mars

 I'm tired of the gravity stuck here on Earth
 I'm tired of the crowds and industrial dirt
 So if you love me, then help me break free
 A world could be mine if you'd give it to me

 Won't you Buy Me a Mansion on Mars
 I need a new view of the stars
 We could play in the sand and form our own band
 If you'd Buy me a Mansion on Mars

   choral break:
 Take me away - From all this trouble
 Show me a place - Where I can play
 Give me a home - That I can count on
 Sing me a song - To light my way

 Over the dessert on Sundays we'd ride
 in our luxury dune buggy side by side
 Setting our sail to the sun
 We'd travel along on the wings of a song

 Won't you Buy Me a Mansion on Mars
 I need a new view of the stars
 In our atmosphere dome
 we could feel quite at home
 If you'd Buy me a Mansion on Mars

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I Would Not Let It Show

© 1999 Marcia Guderian, all rights reserved

I don't know what made me say
 I wanted you to stay away
 Maybe I just could not let you know
 That you could hurt me so
 I would not let it show

 And though through every night I cried
 By morning's light my tears were dried
 I told myself that I still had my pride
 As long as I could hide The way I felt inside

 And now a new love comforts you
 And still I wish I knew If our love was true
 I wonder did you ever know
 I loved you even though
 I would not let it show
 Oh no, I would not let it show

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Don't You Put the Make on Me

© 1998 M. Guderian, all rights reserved

 Running out of money can turn your love around
 Twisting up your heart and smoking it down
 So if you ain't got money, honey, don't you look at me
 I can't afford to keep you so I'd rather stay free

   chorus:
 Oh, if you're on the take, honey, let me be
 Don't you put the make on me

 If you ain't got a home, please leave me alone
 Don't want you on my sofa watching TV
 Eating up the food and falling asleep
 Talk about some useless hunk of meat
   (chorus)

 You know I don't wanna, be your sugar mama
 I don't have the time and I don't have the cash
 The lights would go out and the loving would crash
 I'd give you my heart but you're after my stash.
   (chorus)

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If You Should Listen

© 1992 M. Guderian, all rights reserved

If you should listen what would you hear
 Words being spoken but never too clear
 Somehow their meanings all disappear
 Gone like the day at the end of the year

 If you should speak then what would you say
 What kind of thoughts would you hope to convey
 Words leave your lips and drift away
 Gone like the hour at the end of the day
 What would you hear or say?

 If you should look then what would you see
 What kind of place would the world seem to be
 Would you conform or would you be free
 Would you be frightened if you weren't like me

 If you should act then what would you do
 What kind of dream would you choose to pursue
 What kind of wealth would you work to accrue
 Would you be frightened if I weren't like you
 What would you see or do?

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You Blame it on Me

© 1989 Marcia Guderian, all rights reserved

Caught in the rain - what do you do?
 You Blame It On Me
 Late for your train - what do you do?
 You Blame It On Me
 If I should leave today and go far away
 I know just what you'd say
 You'd blame it on me
 You Blame It On Me

 A little to drunk - what do you do?
 You Blame It On Me
 Run over a skunk - what do you do?
 You Blame It On Me
 And though I stay at home and you're out alone
 When things go wrong you're known
 To blame it on me
 You Blame It On Me

 You Blame It On Me
 Whenever things go wrong
 You Blame It On Me
 But still you can't see
 Why we ain't getting along

 Lost all your bets - what do you do?
 You Blame It On Me
 Having regrets - what do you do?
 You Blame It On Me
 And any bit of guilt you ever felt
 was never yours to tell
 You Blame It On Me
 You Blame It On Me

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What's More Important Than The Blues

© 1999 Marcia Guderian, all rights reserved

Hey Mister Stormcloud can you tell me why
 Lately all you do is sit around and cry
 Say Mister Stormcloud if you should reply
 Please tell me What's More Important Than The Blues

 Hey Mister Northwind where ever you blow
 Don't you see those good times just get up and go
 C'mon Mister Northwind I think you must know
 What's More Important Than The Blues

 Those blues don't they come swaggering 'round
 Singing out my name and dragging me down
 Acting like they ain't got nothing to lose
 Like - What's More Important Than The Blues

 Hey Mister Sunshine hear me I pray
 Won't you come out of hiding
 and face this world today
 Please Mister Sunshine I'm counting on you
 To show me What's More Important Than The Blues
 Please show me What's More Important Than The Blues

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Habitually Blue

© 2000 Marcia Guderian, all rights reserved

And I'm Hab-it-u-al-ly Blue since you been gone
 Please Baby give me just one clue
 'bout what rubbed you wrong
 Cos there is nothing I won't do
 to make you come back home
 Now I'm Habitually Blue since you been gone

 You left me crying my heart out over you
 And I'm still trying to sort out why we're through
 These lonesome blues became a habit soon after you left me
 Now these habitual blues won't set me free

   (Repeat first section)

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Competition

© 1990 Marcia Guderian, all rights reserved

  CHORUS:
 Competition makes the heart grow fonder
 Like the grass is always greener
 when it's over yonder
 Competition makes the heart grow fonder

 

   VERSES:
 Well I love him and he loves me
 we were a happy couple
 Until some gal he left behind
 heard that he was doing fine
 and now she's always hanging 'round
 always try'na put me down
 Cos Competition makes the heart grow fonder
   (chorus)

 She didn't like him when she had him
 says that he should change
 She wants him back almost as much
 as she wants revenge
 and now she's always sure to show
 we face her every place we go
 Cos Competition makes the heart grow fonder
   (chorus)

 There's nothing left she hasn't tried
 she's called him on the phone and cried
 I heard her threaten suicide
 but somehow she still hasn't died
 I wish she'd hurry up and see
 she's barking up an empty tree
 but Competition makes the heart grow fonder

   last chorus:
 Competition makes the heart grow fonder
 Like the grass is always greener
 when it's over yonder
 Possession's an obsession
 like love only stronger
 When Competition makes the heart grow fonder

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Twisted Words

© 1991 Marcia Guderian, all rights reserved

He wasn't guilty - just convenient
 The enforcers didn't want to work too hard
 And he stayed by in clarity of conscience
 Now he's living out his life behind iron bars

 Only money could defend him
 I guess liberty is just a thing for sale
 He thought his innocence was all he need depend on
 And that justice surely would prevail

 Ah but justice is a thing that changes year by year
 A manipulated value - controlled by what we hear

 As years go by, his mind keeps turning
 to wonder if his case was truly heard
 Or did the jury never care to be discerning
 A life condemned by twisted words

 And justice is a thing that changes year by year
 A manipulated value - controlled by what we hear

 He wasn't guilty, just convenient
 And for many others like him so I've heard
 It seems the truth is less important than convictions
 And lives can be condemned by twisted words

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If Only I Had A Clone

© 2000 Marcia Guderian, all rights reserved

 If Only I Had A Clone
 Then one of me could stay home
 And the other of me would still be free
 To go out on my own

 If Only I Had A Clone
 Then I'd be there when you telephone
 Hey I could be at the library
 While I'm sitting there watching you watching TV

 If only there were two of me
 Linked together telepathic'ly
 Then honey, my efficiency
 Would double exponentially

 They say two heads are better than one and
 two bodies are twice the fun
 And when every day is done
 There'd be enough of me for everyone

 If Only I Had A Clone
 I could be lonely and never alone
 I could be here and there and everywhere
 If Only I Had A Clone

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FairWeather Friend

© 1988 Marcia Guderian all rights reserved

FairWeather Friend
 I can never be sure
 You won't change your mind
 and start treating me so unkind
 You hold out your hand
 then you push me away
 And when I get down
 that's when you kick me around

 When I'm doing fine
 that's when you're a friend of mine
 When trouble comes along
 that's when you're long gone
 So FairWeather Friend
 It's the end of the line
 When I see you again
 I won't call you mine
 FairWeather Friend

 My FairWeather Friend
 there's no more to tell
 There's nothing to say
 I know you so well

 Hold on, hold on
 no I can't hold on
 I can't let you use me
 you know that it's wrong
 So FairWeather Friend
 It's the end of the line
 When I see you again
 I won't call you mine
 FairWeather Friend

 I know when I'm gone
 That you'll still carry on
 And never regret
 or admit what you've done
 So FairWeather Friend
 It's the end of the line
 When I see you again
 I won't call you mine
 FairWeather Friend
 My FairWeather Friend

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No One Loves Your Lovin' Like Me

© 1995 Marcia Guderian, all rights reserved

Ooh Daddy, you got it all
 and No One Loves Your Lovin' Like Me
 Ooh Daddy, long and tall
 and No One Loves Your Lovin' Like Me
 You're lovin' me slow, whispering low
 Telling me you wanna be mine
 and ooh Daddy, you're so fine
 and No One Loves Your Lovin' Like Me

 Ooh Daddy, now you're telling me
 that No One Loves Your Lovin' Like Me
 Ooh Daddy, I have to agree
 that No One Loves Your Lovin' Like Me
 You're talkin' cottage for two, just me and you
 You know I ain't the marryin' kind
 but ooh Daddy, you're so fine
 and No One Loves Your Lovin' Like Me

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