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By Carole King, We met along the back streets where we would not
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By Carole King, I have tried to untangle
All my thoughts from every angle
To
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By Carole King, What a life it is
The hardships, the tears
The desperate years
Such
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By Carole King, Wind blow
Moon glow
You know the way to be
Touching everything
Going through
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By Carole King, Surely you know how I stand on the question of
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By Carole King, Waiting on tables while waiting on fame
In a city filled
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By Carole King, So you think you got the weight
Of the world on
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By Carole King, Sometimes you win sometimes you lose
And sometimes the blues just
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By Carole King, You're a sweet sweetheart
You've been a real good friend
You're around
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By Carole King, My tears are fallin' 'cause you've taken her away
And though
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By Carole King, My life has been a tapestry
Of rich and royal hue;
An
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By Carole King, Vera comes home on Sunday morning after hanging with the
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By Carole King, Here I am
Carrying the child of our sweet love
And you're
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By Carole King, The awful truth
Concerning me
The creature-feature mystery
Is simply this
In the worst
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By Carole King, Today our dear friend
Chicken Soup
This very ordinary day
Boiled up a
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By Carole King, Hard times, hand to mouth, down and out, all those
Hard
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By Carole King, On the first day in August
I want to wake up
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By Carole King, I figured it out
I was high and low and everything
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By Carole King, Every time I've needed you
You've been there for me
But now
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By Carole King, I go through the motions of being with people
When deep
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By Carole King, Here we are in time alone
No one else's feelings but
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By Carole King, The rebel cry of desolation
To which we used to hearken
Echoes
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By Carole King, The winds of time set my mind at ease
Like a
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By Carole King, Down the road apiece he was waiting
Yes, he was waiting
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By Carole King, If anyone asks you how I am
Just say I'm doing
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By Carole King, When this old world starts getting me down
And people are
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By Carole King, On the thirty-first day of the summer moon
In the marketplace
Somebody
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By Carole King, Out in the woods and I'm lost again
Stranded in the
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By Carole King, I am me - who are you
I'm on my way
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By Carole King, Oh, I'd rather go and journey where the
Diamond crescent's flowing
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