Up To Me de Roger Mcguinn

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Death kept following  trackin us down at least I heard your bluebird
sing
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Now somebody's got to show their hand time is but an enemy
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I know you're long gone I guess it must be up to me
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If I'd  thought about it I never would have done it
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I guess I would a let it slide
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If I'd a pay  attention to what others were thinking
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This heart inside of me would have died
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I was just too stubborn to ever be governed
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By enforced insanity
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Someone had to reach for the risin star I guess it was up to me
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Well the Union Central is pullin out and the orchids are in bloom
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I've only got me one good shirt left and it smells like stale perfume
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In fourteen months I've only smiled once  I didn't  do it consciously
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Somebody's got to find your trail and I guess it had to be up to me
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It was like a revelation when you betrayed me with your touch
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I'd  had just about convinced myself  that nothing had changed that
much
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The old rounder in the iron mask he slipped me the master key
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Somebody had to unlock your heart  he said it was up to me
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Well I watched you slowly disappear  down into the officer's club
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I would have followed you in the door but I didn't have a ticket stub
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G I waited all night long till the break of day  hoping one of us
would get
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free
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When the dawn came over the river bridge I knew it was up to me
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Well the only decent thing I did was when I worked as a postal clerk
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Was to haul your picture down off the wall near the cage where I use
to
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work I was a fool  not to try to protect your idenity
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You looked a little burned out my friend
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I thought it might be up to me
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When I met somebody face to face  I had to remove my hat
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She's everything I need and love but I can't be swayed by that
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It frightens me the awful truth   how sweet life can be
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But she ain't a gonna make a move I guess it must be up to me
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We heard the sermon on the mount and I knew it was too complex
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It didn't amount to anything more than what a broken glass reflects
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When you bite off more than you can chew you pay the penalty
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Somebody's got to tell the tale I guess it must be up to me
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Well Dupree came a pimping tonight  to the Thunderbird Cafe
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Crystal  wanted to talk to him I had to look the other way
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Now I  just can't rest without your  love I need your company
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But you ain't a gonna cross the line I guess it must be up to me
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There's a note left in the bottle you can give it to Estelle
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She's the one you've been wondering about there's really nothin much
to

tell
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We both heard voices for awhile now the rest is history
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Somebody's got to cry some tears I guess it must be up to me
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G go on boys and play your hands life is but a pantomine
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The ringleaders from the county seat say you don't have all that much
time
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And the girl with me behind the shades she ain't my property
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One of us has got to hit the road I guess it must be up to me
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And if we never meet again baby remember me
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How my lone guitar played sweet for you that old time melody
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And the rickenbacker around my leg I played it for you for free
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No one else could play that tune you know it was up to me

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       Copyright @ 1974 Ram's Horn Music(ASCAP)
       From the "Cardiff Rose''  LP  Columbia Records 1976