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Suite: Judy Blue Eyes
by David Crosby, Stephen Stills, and Graham Nash


It's getting to the point where I'm no fun anymore
I am sorry
Sometimes it hurts so badly I must cry out loud
I am lonely

I am yours 
You are mine
You are what you are
You make it hard

Remember what we've said and done and felt about each other
Oh babe have mercy
Don't let the past remind us of what we are not now
I am not dreaming

I am yours
You are mine
You are what you are
You make it hard

Tearing yourself away from the law
You are free
And I am crying
This does not mean I don't love you
I do, that's forever 
Yes, and for always

I am yours 
You are mine
You are what you are
You make it hard

Something inside is telling me that I've got your secret
Are you still listening?
Fear is the lock
And laughter the key to your heart
And I love you

I am yours
You are mine
You are what you are
You make it hard (X4)

Friday evening
Sunday in the afternoon
What have you got to lose
Tuesday morning
Please be gone I'm tired of you
What have you got to lose

Can I tell it like it is
Listen to me baby
It's my heart that's a suffering; it's a dying
Yeah that's what I have to lose
I've got an answer
Will you come see me
Thursdays and Saturdays
What have you got to lose

Just not brown canary
Ruby throated sparrow
Sing the song
Don't be long
Thrill me to the marrow

Voices of the angels
Ring around the moonlight
Asking me 
She's so free
How can you catch the sparrow?

Lacy, lilting, leary
Losing love, lamenting
Change my life
Make it right
Be my lady
Do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do
etc., etc., etc.