Song by Opening Lyrics (1970s)

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Can you name the songs from the 1970s whose opening lyrics are given?

Updated Jul 23, 2015

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A long, long time ago... I can still remember how that music used to make me smile.
It's nine o'clock on a Saturday. The regular crowd shuffles in. There's an old man sitting next to me making love to his tonic and gin.
First I was afraid. I was petrified. Kept thinking I could never live without you by my side. But then I spent so many nights thinking how you did me wrong, and I grew strong.
I met her in a club down in old Soho, where you drink champagne and it tastes just like cherry cola. C-O-L-A, cola.
She packed my bags last night, pre-flight. Zero hour, nine a.m. And I'm gonna be high as a kite by then.
Big wheels keep on turning. Carry me home to see my kin. Singing songs about the Southland. I miss Alabamy once again, and I think it's a sin.
Guess who just got back today. Them wild-eyed boys that had been away haven't changed, haven't much to say. But man, I still think them cats are crazy.
Well you can tell by the way I use my walk: I'm a woman's man, no time to talk. Music loud and women warm, I've been kicked around since I was born.
I looked out this morning and the sun was gone. Turned on some music to start my day. I lost myself in a familiar song. I closed my eyes and I slipped away.
On a warm summers evening on a train bound for nowhere, I met up with a gambler. We were both too tired to sleep.
I've paid my dues time after time. I've done my sentence, but committed no crime.
You went to school to learn, girl, things you never, never knew before, like 'I' before 'E' except after 'C' and why two plus two makes four.
Young man, there's no need to feel down. I said, young man, pick yourself off the ground. I said, young man, 'cause you're in a new town. There's no need to be unhappy.
Mama, take this badge off of me. I can't use it anymore. It's getting dark, too dark to see.
Out here in the fields, I fight for my meals. I get my back into my living. I don't need to fight to prove I'm right. I don't need to be forgiven.
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On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair, warm smell of colitas rising up through the air, up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light.
Almost heaven. West Virginia. Blue Ridge Mountains. Shenandoah River. Life is old there, older than the trees, younger than the mountains. Growin' like a breeze.
Some people call me the Space Cowboy. Some call me the Gangster of Love. Some people call me Maurice 'cause I speak of the pompitous of love.
In the day we sweat it out in the streets of a runaway American dream. At night we ride through mansions of glory in suicide machines.
Loving you isn't the right thing to do. How can I ever change things that I feel? If I could, maybe I'd give you my world. How can I when you won't take it from me?
Hey, ho. Let's go. Hey, ho. Let's go. Hey, ho. Let's go. Hey, ho. Let's go. They're forming in straight line. They're going through a tight wind. The kids are losing their minds.
Well the south side of Chicago is the baddest part of town. And if you go down there you better just beware of a man named Leroy Brown
Sometimes in our lives, we all have pain. We all have sorrow. But, if we are wise, we know that there's always tomorrow.
I'm sailing away. Set an open course for the virgin sea. 'Cause I've got to be free, free to face the life that's ahead of me.
My child arrived just the other day. He came to the world in the usual way. But there were planes to catch and bills to pay. He learned to walk while I was away.
Every time that I look in the mirror, all these lines on my face gettin' clearer. The past is gone. It went by like dusk to dawn.
Well we got no choice. All the girls and boys makin' all that noise 'cause they found new toys. Well we can't salute you, can't find a flag. If that don't suit you, that's a drag.
Well I don't know why I came here tonight. I got the feeling that something ain't right. I'm so scared in case I fall off my chair, And I'm wondering how I'll get down the stairs.
I am an Antichrist. I am an anarchist. Don't know what I want, but I know how to get it. I wanna destroy the passer-by.
When you're weary, feeling small, when tears are in your eyes, I will dry them all. I'm on your side when times get rough and friends just can't be found.

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