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Hey Joni put it all behind you
hey Joni now Iīve put it all behind me too
these times canīt add up
yr life is such a mess
forget the past, and just say yes
tell me Joni, am I the one
to see you through?
In this broken town can you still jack in
and know what to do?
I remember our youth, our high ideals
I remember you were so uptight
that time in the trees, we broke that vice
we took some steps and now
we canīt think twice
tell me Joni, am I right by you?
Tell me how yr gonna lose this hard luck?
Hey Joni, when will all these dreams come true?
Youīd better find a way
to climb down off that truck
shots ring out from the center of an empty field
Joniīs in the tall grass
sheīs a beautiful mental jukebox
a sailboat explosion
a snap of electric whipcrack
sheīs not thinking about the future
Sheīs not spinning her wheels
she doesnīt think at all about the past
she thinking long and hard
about that high wild sound
and wondering will it last?
Kick it
Hey Joni, put it all behind you
Thereīs something turning, Joni, turning right to you
my head burns, but I know youīll speak the truth, hey!
hey Joni, put it all behind you
hey Joni, now Iīve put it all behind me too
forget the future
these times are such a mess
tune out the past, and just say yes
itīs 1963
itīs 1964
itīs 1957
itīs 1962
put it all behind you
now itīs all behind you
Translate to:
Hey Joni put it all behind you
hey Joni now Iīve put it all behind me too
these times canīt add up
yr life is such a mess
forget the past, and just say yes
tell me Joni, am I the one
to see you through?
In this broken town can you still jack in
and know what to do?
I remember our youth, our high ideals
I remember you were so uptight
that time in the trees, we broke that vice
we took some steps and now
we canīt think twice
tell me Joni, am I right by you?
Tell me how yr gonna lose this hard luck?
Hey Joni, when will all these dreams come true?
Youīd better find a way
to climb down off that truck
shots ring out from the center of an empty field
Joniīs in the tall grass
sheīs a beautiful mental jukebox
a sailboat explosion
a snap of electric whipcrack
sheīs not thinking about the future
Sheīs not spinning her wheels
she doesnīt think at all about the past
she thinking long and hard
about that high wild sound
and wondering will it last?
Kick it
Hey Joni, put it all behind you
Thereīs something turning, Joni, turning right to you
my head burns, but I know youīll speak the truth, hey!
hey Joni, put it all behind you
hey Joni, now Iīve put it all behind me too
forget the future
these times are such a mess
tune out the past, and just say yes
itīs 1963
itīs 1964
itīs 1957
itīs 1962
put it all behind you
now itīs all behind you