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Different Lanes
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Early pop song with folky story lyrics sung by James Higgins
pop rock funk blues jam
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Genre
Pop Dance-Pop
Charts
Peak #348
Peak in subgenre #151
Author
Music & Lyrics Ken Hill - Sung by James Higgins
Rights
(c) 2008
Uploaded
May 19, 2010
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MP3 2.6 MB 110 kbps 3:21
Story behind the song
Here's the link from Songcrafters.org to the development thread: http://songcrafters.org/community/index.php?topic=1173.0 Backing track located there as well.
Lyrics
"Different Lanes" ---------------------------------------------- [lead intro] ---------------------------------------------- I come from a city where nothing is real All are racing to see how much they can steal Pushing and shoving it's dog eat dog Mindless souls all lost in their smog Finally had enough so I hit the road Heading to the country where it's big & bold House in the woods - now have time to think How good it felt coming back from the brink ---------------------------------------------- ....back from the brink.... ---------------------------------------------- The peace at last I was looking for Time to settle in - get back to my core One day on a walk came across a trail Followed it down to a house in the dale There was this man sitting on his stoop His house needed fixing - It looked like a coop He was whittling away with a grin on his face I had to ask him why he didn't fix up the place ------------------------------------------------ ....fix up the place.... ------------------------------------------------ [lead] ------------------------------------------------ ....he says to me..... ------------------------------------------------ A house is a house and that's all it can be But this whittlin' takes me places I could never see And once this stick is carved to its destined form I know it's something special that is out of the norm The secret to life's not how hard you work Or slaving 9 to 5 for some greedy jerk You can't take it with you so why should you try Just find that special happiness before you die --------------------------------------------------- .....my friend..... .....my friend..... ---------------------------------------------------
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