Born to sing |
| I said: "It would never work" |
| You said: "Let us try" |
| I said: "I'm a travelling man who will only make you cry" |
| And when the feeling hit me and I had to move along |
| You said: "You were right, I guess, you must sing your song" |
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| And a man is born to do one thing and I was born to sing |
| And I must take the good times and the bad times that it brings |
| And I missed you in the morning, but most of all at night |
| And I couldn't stop the music, though I tried with all my might |
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| I lie in bed and watch the shadows moving on the wall |
| And the loneliness is killing me, so I turn the radio on |
| And I need you now, I want you, in the slow morning light |
| And the music makes it easier, but it doesn't make it right |
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| And a man is born to do one thing and I was born to sing |
| And I must take the good times and the bad times that it brings |
| And I missed you in the morning but most of all at night |
| And I couldn't stop the music, though I tried with all my might |
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| Some day, I hope, you will understand why I live this way |
| Songs keep moving in my head, this music I must play |
| So I pack my bags and once again I get out on the road |
| Another day, maybe tonight, I might catch my soul |
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| And a man is born to do one thing and I was born to sing |
| And I must take the good times and the bad times that it brings |
| And I missed you in the morning, oh, but most of all at night |
| And I couldn't stop the music, though I tried with all my might |
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| And a man is born to do one thing and I was born to sing |
| And I must take the good times and the bad times that it brings |
| And I missed you in the morning, oh, but most of all at night |
| And I couldn't stop the music |
| (Couldn't stop the music) |
| No, I couldn't stop the music |
| Because I... |
| Hey, I was born... |
| Born to sing |
| Born to sing |
| Born to sing |
| Born to sing |