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Neil Young - Everybody Knows This Is Nowhere Album Lyrics



Neil Young - Everybody Knows This Is Nowhere Lyrics






Cinnamon Girl

I want to live with a cinnamon girl
I could be happy the rest of my life
With a cinnamon girl

A dreamer of pictures, I run in the night
You see us together, chasing the moonlight
My cinnamon girl

Ten silver saxes, a bass with a bow
The drummer relaxes and waits between shows
For his cinnamon girl

A dreamer of pictures, I run in the night
You see us together, chasing the moonlight
My cinnamon girl

Pa send me money now
I'm gonna make it somehow
I need another chance
You see, your baby loves to dance
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Woo
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Writer: Neil Young
Copyright: Lyrics © Kanjian Music, Hipgnosis Songs Group




Everybody Knows This Is Nowhere

I think I'd like to go back home
And take it easy
There's a woman that I'd like to get to know
Livin' there
Everybody seems to wonder
What it's like down here

I gotta get away
From this day to day runnin' around
Everybody knows this is nowhere
La, la, la, la, la, la, la
Everybody, everybody knows (la, la, la, la, la, la, la)
Everybody knows, alright now

Every time I think about back home
It's cool and breezy
I wish that I could be there right now
Just passin' time
Everybody seems to wonder
What it's like down here

I gotta get away
From this day to day runnin' around
Everybody knows this is nowhere
La, la, la, la, la, la, la
Everybody knows (la, la, la, la, la, la, la)
Everybody knows
Everybody knows (la, la, la, la, la, la, la)
Everybody knows, everybody knows, oh yeah
Everybody knows, everybody knows (la, la, la, la, la, la, la)
La, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la
Everybody knows, everybody knows (la, la, la, la, la, la, la)
La, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la
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Writer: Neil Young
Copyright: Lyrics © Kanjian Music, BMG Rights Management, Hipgnosis Songs Group




Round & Round (It Won't Be Long)

Round and round and round we spin,
To weave a wall to hem us in,
It won't be long, it won't be long
How slow and slow and slow it goes,
To mend the tear that always shows.
It won't be long, it won't be long.

It's hard enough losin'
The paper illusion
You've hidden inside,
Without the confusion
Of findin' you're usin'
The crutch of the lie
To shelter your pride when you cry.

Round and round and round we spin,
To weave a wall to hem us in,
It won't be long, it won't be long
How slow and slow and slow it goes,
To mend the tear that always shows.
It won't be long, it won't be long.

Now you're movin' too slow
And wherever you go
There's another beside.
It's so hard to say no
To yourself and it shows
That you're losing inside,
When you step on your pride and you cry.

Round and round and round we spin,
To weave a wall to hem us in,
It won't be long, it won't be long
How slow and slow and slow it goes,
To mend the tear that always shows.
It won't be long, it won't be long.

How the hours will bend
Through the time that you spend
Till you turn to your eyes,
And you see your best friend
Looking over the end
And you turn to see why,
And he looks in your eyes and he cries.

Round and round and round we spin,
To weave a wall to hem us in,
It won't be long, it won't be long
How slow and slow and slow it goes,
To mend the tear that always shows.
It won't be long, it won't be long.
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Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher




Down By The River

Be on my side, I'll be on your side, baby
There is no reason for you to hide
It's so hard for me staying here all alone
When you could be taking me for a ride, yeah

She could drag me over the rainbow
And send me away

Down by the river
I shot my baby
Down by the river
Dead, ooh
Shot her dead, ooh

You take my hand, I'll take your hand
Together we may get away
This much madness is too much sorrow
It's impossible to make it today, yeah

Ooh, yeah
She could drag me over the rainbow
And send me away, yeah

Down by the river
I shot my baby
Down by the river
Dead, dead, ooh ooh
Ooh ooh shot her dead
Shot her dead

Be on my side, I'll be on your side
There is no reason for you to hide
It's so hard for me staying here all alone
When you could be taking me for a ride

Ooh, yeah
She could drag me over the rainbow
And send me away, yeah

Down by the river
I shot my baby
Down by the river

Down by the river
I shot my baby
Down by the river

Down by the river
I shot my baby
Down by the river
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Writer: Neil Young
Copyright: Lyrics © Hipgnosis Songs Group




The Losing End (When You're On)

I went into town to see you
Yesterday
But you were not home.
So I talked to some old friends
For a while
Before I wandered off alone.

It's so hard for me now
But I'll make it somehow,
Though I know I'll never be the same.
Won't you ever change your ways,
It's so hard to make love pay
When you're on the losing end,
And I feel that way again.

Well, I miss you more than ever,
Since you've gone
I can hardly maintain.
Things are different round here
Every night,
My tears fall down like rain.

It's so hard for me now
But I'll make it somehow,
Though I know I'll never be the same.
Won't you ever change your ways,
It's so hard to make love pay
When you're on the losing end,
And I feel that way again.
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Running Dry (Requiem For The Rockets)

[ Featuring Neil Young, Crazy Horse ]

(Nice guy)

Oh, please help me, oh, please help me
I'm livin' by myself
I need someone to comfort me
I need someone to tell

I'm sorry for the things I've done
I've shamed myself with lies
But soon these things are overcome
And can't be recognized

I left my love with ribbons on
And water in her eyes
I took from her the love I'd won
And turned it to the sky

I'm sorry for the things I've done
I've shamed myself with lies
My cruelty has punctured me
And now I'm runnin' dry

I'm sorry for the things I've done
I've shamed myself with lies
But soon these things are overcome
And can't be recognized

I'm sorry for the things I've done
I've shamed myself with lies
But soon these things are overcome
And can't be recognized
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Writer: Neil Young
Copyright: Lyrics © Kanjian Music, Hipgnosis Songs Group




Cowgirl In The Sand

Hello, cowgirl in the sand (hello, cowgirl in the sand)
Is this place at your command?
Can I stay here for a while?
Can I see your sweet, sweet smile?

Old enough now to change your name
When so many love you is it the same?
It's the woman in you that makes you want to play this game

Hello, ruby in the dust (hello, ruby in the dust)
Has your band begun to rust?
After all the sin we've had
I was hopin' that we'd turn bad

Old enough now, to change your name
When so many love you is it the same?
It's the woman in you that makes you want to play this game

Hello, woman of my dreams (hello, woman of my dreams)
Is this not the way it seems?
Purple words on a gray background
To be a woman and to be turned down

Old enough now to change your name
When so many love you is it the same?
It's the woman in you that makes you want to play this game
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Writer: Neil Young
Copyright: Lyrics © Hipgnosis Songs Group




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Everybody Knows This Is Nowhere is the second studio album by Canadian-American musician Neil Young, released in May 1969 on Reprise Records, catalogue number RS 6349. His first with longtime backing band Crazy Horse, it emerged as a sleeper hit amid Young's contemporaneous success with Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young, ultimately peaking at number 34 on the US Billboard 200 in August 1970 during a 98-week chart stay. It has been certified platinum by the RIAA.

The album is on the list of 1001 Albums You Must Hear Before You Die. In 2003, the album was ranked number 208 on Rolling Stone's 500 Greatest Albums of All Time and at number 407 in the 2020 edition. Additionally, it was voted number 124 in the third edition of Colin Larkin's All Time Top 1000 Albums (2000).
Performed By: Neil Young
Genre(s): Country rock, hard rock
Producer(s): Neil Young, David Briggs
Length: 40:02
Released: May 14th, 1969
Year: 1969

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