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By Dan Fogelberg, Late in the summer when the cottonwood dies
The fields are
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By Dan Fogelberg, Artist : Dan Fogelberg
Title : Sometimes A Song
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Listen to me
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By Dan Fogelberg, Oh he makes his life as a carpenter
He works his
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By Dan Fogelberg, Now the wind is still
In a moment it will be
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By Dan Fogelberg, Broken clouds along the blue horizon
The sun is setting and
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By Dan Fogelberg, Here is a poem that my lady sent down
Some morning
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By Dan Fogelberg, Stood out in the rain
Let it soak me down
Before I
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By Dan Fogelberg, Every time we speak, our words betray intentions
Insincere inventions that
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By Dan Fogelberg, In the spring of '47
So the story it is
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By Dan Fogelberg, Two hearts, throwing off sparks
Young and in love with our
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By Dan Fogelberg, And though you try to justify the meaning
Of the note
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By Dan Fogelberg, So you've heard I've been flyin'
And tryin' to get into
Somebody
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By Dan Fogelberg, The higher you climb, the more that you see
The more
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By Dan Fogelberg, Capture the moment, carry the day
Stay with the chase
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By Dan Fogelberg, She says no
When she means yes
And what she wants
You know
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By Dan Fogelberg, I saw you running ahead of the crowd
I chased but
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By Dan Fogelberg, Living in a house of cards
Praying the wind doesn't
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By Dan Fogelberg, Grand slam, your moment's at hand
The day holds a costly
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By Dan Fogelberg, She was lost
And I thought I was found
Even so I
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By Dan Fogelberg, So many try to capture love
And so many never do
So
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By Dan Fogelberg, Artist : Dan Fogelberg
Title : The Minstrel
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There's a love in
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By Dan Fogelberg, Among the possesions of an outlaw of a low class
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By Dan Fogelberg, The story is told
Of the power of gold
And its
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By Dan Fogelberg, It's Maine and it's Autumn
The birches have just begun turning
It's
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By Dan Fogelberg, I was born by a river rolling past a town
Given
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By Dan Fogelberg, Dawn like an angel, lights on the step
Muting the morning
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By Dan Fogelberg, Album: The Innocent Age
Author: Dan Fogelberg
Dawn...like an angel
Lights
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By Dan Fogelberg, The light is long
The sun is low
I'm ridin' fast across
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By Dan Fogelberg, Baby, how could I have been so vain
To make you
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By Dan Fogelberg, I was walking alone, through the lofty San Juans
With a
