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                                   Without Expression - Terry Reid

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Verse One

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Have you ever ridden horses through a rainstorm 
Or a lion through a busy street bazaar 
There are many things I'd love to turn you on to 
But I somehow feel they're safer where they are 


Verse Two

Well, some people are inbound with infatuation 
And some others spill depression as the law 
From one's mother getting at no imagination 
So beware then maybe sin is at everyone's door 


Chorus

Because he's a man I know 
with no expression 
He's got none at all

Because he's a man I know
with no expressions no
Nothing at all 


Bridge

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But you never, no you would never see this man laughing 

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  Come to think of it I've never seen him cry

Em                                Am 
  But you might by sitting quietly hear him singing 

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But by and by he'll stop and sigh his voice would even begin to speak 

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And he'd just cry