Crosby, Stills & Nash Lyrics
"Suite: Judy Blue Eyes"

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(Part 1)

It's getting to the point where I am 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.
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh.

Tearing yourself away from me now.
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 got your secret.
Are you still listening?
Fear is the lock and laughter is the key to your heart.
And I love you.

I am yours, you are mine.
You are what you are.
You make it hard.
And you make it hard.
And you make it hard.
And you make it hard.

(Part 2)

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? (Help me, I'm suffering.)
Listen to me, baby.
It's my heart that's a-suffering, it's dying. (Help me, I'm dying.)
And that's what I have to lose.

I got an answer,
I'm going to fly away.
What have I got to lose?
Will you come see me Thursdays and Saturdays.
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.
What have I got to lose?

(Part 3)

Chestnut brown canary, ruby-throated sparrow.
Sing a song, don't be long.
Thrill me to the marrow.

Voices of the angel ring around the moonlight.
Asking me, said she's so free.
How can you catch the sparrow.

Lacy, lilting lyrics, losing love, lamenting.
Change my life, make it right.
Be my lady.

Doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo.
Doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo.
Oh, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah!
(Doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo.)
Doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo.
Que Linda, me la triage Cuba.
La reina de la Mar Caribe.
Quiero solo visitarla alli
Y que triste que no puedo. Vaya!
O va! O va!
Doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo.
(Doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo.)
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah!
Doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo.
Doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo.
This song is from the album "Crosby Stills & Nash".