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[Song Lyrics] Houses of the Holy - Led Zeppelin (c) 1973 Superhype Music, Inc.
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The Song Remains The Same
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(Jimmy Page/Robert Plant)
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I had a dream - crazy dream
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Anything I wanted to know
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Anyplace I needed to go.
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Hear my song - sing along
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Any little song that you know
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Everything that's small has to grow.
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California sunlight, sweet Calcutta rain
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Honolulu starbright - the song remains the same.
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Sing out Hare Hare, dance the Hoochie Koo.
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City lights are oh so bright, as we go sliding
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sliding
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sliding through.
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The Rain Song
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(Jimmy Page/Robert Plant)
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This is the springtime of my loving -
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the second season I am to know
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You are the sunlight in my growing -
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so little warmth I felt before.
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It isn't hard to feel me glowing -
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I watched the fire that grew so low.
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It is the summer of my smiles -
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flee from me Keepers of the Gloom.
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Speak to me only with your eyes -
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it is to you I give this tune.
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It isn't hard to recognise -
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these things are clear to all from
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time to time.
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Talk Talk -
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I felt the coldness of my winter
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I never thought it would ever go
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I cursed the gloom that set upon us
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but I know that I love you so
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but I know that I love you so.
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These are the seasons of emotion
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And like the winds they rise and fall
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This is the wonder of devotion -
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I see the torch we all must hold.
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This is the mystery of the quotient -
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Upon us all a little rain
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must fall.
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Over the Hills and Far Away
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(Jimmy Page/Robert Plant)
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Hey lady - you got the love I need
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oh Maybe - more than enough
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oh Darling Darling walk a while with me
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- oh you've got so much -
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Many times I loved
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Many times been bitten
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Many times I've gazed
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Along the open road.
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Many times I've lied
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Many times I've listened
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Many times I've wondered
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How much there is to know.
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Many dreams come true
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And some have silver linings
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I live for my dream
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And a pocketful of gold.
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Mellow is the man
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Who knows what he's been missing
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Many many men
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Can't see the open road.
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Many is a word
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That only leaves you guessing
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Guessing 'bout a thing
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You really ought to know
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You really ought to know.
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The Crunge
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(John Bonham/John Paul Jones/Jimmy Page/Robert Plant)
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I wanna tell you bout my good thing I ain't disclosing no names - but
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she is a good friend I ain't gonna tell you where she comes from if I tell
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you you won't come again I ain't gonna tell you that I should do but I know
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now let me tell you bout my girl open a newspaper and what do I see see my girl
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looking at me and when she walks she walks and when she talks, she talks and
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when she looks me in the eye she's my baby I wanna make her mine tell me baby
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what you want me to do you want me to love you, love some other man too ain't
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gonna call me Mr. Pitiful no I don't need no respect from nobody no
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I ain't gonna tell you nothing I can't tell you no more she's my baby
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let me tell you I love her so and she's the woman I really wanna love and let
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me tell you she's my baby she lives next door she's the one a woman the one a
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woman that I know I ain't gonna tell you one thing that you really ought to
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know she's my baby and I love her so she's the one that really makes me whirl
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and twirl and she's got the kind of love that makes me fill the whole world
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she's the kind of girl makes me jump and shout she's the kind of girl lets me
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know what it's all about take it take it.
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Dancing Days
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(Jimmy Page/Robert Plant)
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Dancing days are here again
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As the summer evenings grow
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I got my flower, I got my power
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I got a woman who knows.
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CHORUS
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You know it's alright
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I said it's alright
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You know it's all in my heart
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You'll be my only, my one and only
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Is that the way it should start?
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Crazy ways are evident
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In the way that you're wearing your clothes
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Suppin' booze is precedent
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As the evening starts to glow.
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CHORUS
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I told your mamma I'd get you home
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But I didn't tell her I had no car
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I saw a lion he was standing alone
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With a tadpole in a jar.
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CHORUS
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Dancing days are here again
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As the summer evening grows
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You are my flower, you are my power
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You are my woman who knows.
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CHORUS
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D'yer Mak'er
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(John Bonham/John Paul Jones/Jimmy Page/Robert Plant)
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Oh oh oh oh oh oh
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You don't have to go oh oh oh oh oh
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You don't have to go oh oh oh oh oh
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Baby please don't go.
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Ay ay ay ay ay ay
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All those tears I cry ay ay ay ay ay
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All those tears I cry ay ay ay ay ay
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Baby please don't go.
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CHORUS
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When I read the letter you wrote me
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it made me mad mad mad
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When I read the news that it brought me
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It made me sad sad sad
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But I still love you so
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I can't let you go
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I love you - ooh baby I love you.
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Oh oh oh oh oh oh
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Every breath I take oh oh oh oh oh
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Every move I make oh oh oh oh oh
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Baby please don't go.
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Ay ay ay ay ay
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You hurt me to my soul ay ay ay ay ay
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You hurt me to my soul ay ay ay ay ay
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Darling please don't go.
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CHORUS
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Oh oh oh oh oh
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You don't have to go oh oh oh oh oh
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You don't have to go oh oh oh oh oh
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(Baby please don't go)
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(Whatever happened to Rosie and the Originals?)
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No Quarter
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(John Paul Jones/Jimmy Page/Robert Plant)
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Close the doors, put out the light
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You know they won't be home tonight
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The snow falls hard and don't you know
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The winds of Thor are blowing cold
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They're wearing steel that's bright and true
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They carry news that must get through
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They choose the path, were no-one goes
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They hold no quarter,
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They ask no quarter.
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Walking side by side with death
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The devil mocks their every step
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The snow drives back the foot that's slow
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The dogs of doom are howling more
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They carry news that must get through
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To build a dream for me and you
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They choose the path where no one goes
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They hold no quarter, they ask no quarter.
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The Ocean
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(John Bonham/John Paul Jones/Jimmy Page/Robert Plant)
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Singing in the sunshine, laughing in the rain
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Hitting on the moonshine, rocking in the grain
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Ain't no time to pack my bag, my foots outside the door
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Got a date, can't be late tfor the high hopes hailla ball.
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Singing to an ocean, I can hear the oceans roar
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Play for free, play for me and play a whole lot more
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Singing of the good things and the sun that lights the day
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Singing to the ocean, has the ocean lost it's way.
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Sitting round singing songs til the night turns into day
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Used to sing on the mountains but the mountains washed away
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Now I'm singing all my songs to the girl who won my heart
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She is only three years old and it's a real fine way to start.
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"Deliver me, O Lord ... from the violent men;
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which imagine mischiefs in their heart;
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continually are they gathered together for war."
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- PSALM 140: 1-2.
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"...the dark places of the earth are full of
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the habitations of cruelty."
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- PSALM 74: 20.
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Written May 11th MCMLXXXVI Mother's Day.
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