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Peter Tork - TENDER IS Lyrics



Peter Tork - TENDER IS Lyrics




I sit at the piano almost all the time.
I think about my life and try to make it rhyme.
It's been such a long, long while
Since I've been to the front.
I did so well the last time it must have seemed a stunt.

But my chops have gotten tender,
I don't know if I am able
To pick the banner up again, do service and stay stable.

'Cause I'd rather be no one at home,
And leave my talent on the shelf
Than be the world to some poor girl
Who's nobody at home herself.
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I sit at the piano almost all the time.
I think about my life and try to make it rhyme.
It's been such a long, long while
Since I've been to the front.
I did so well the last time it must have seemed a stunt.

But my chops have gotten tender,
I don't know if I am able
To pick the banner up again, do service and stay stable.

'Cause I'd rather be no one at home,
And leave my talent on the shelf
Than be the world to some poor girl
Who's nobody at home herself.
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Writer: JACK LAWRENCE, WALTER GROSS
Copyright: Lyrics © RANGE ROAD MUSIC, INC.

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Performed By: Peter Tork
Language: English
Length: 3:20
Written by: JACK LAWRENCE, WALTER GROSS

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