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Everybody's Singing
02:46
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Sittin’ in the kitchen on the radiator lookin’ out the window
Revelator spinning on the record player in the other room
snow is fallin hard in the back yard garden
where the greens are gonna grow
whiskey in my coffee is a party in the early afternoon
and everybody’s singin Loretta, I’m over you
I’m gonna buy myself some new shoes
the moon is high and so am I
singing train on the island, listen to her squeal
rock me mamma any way you feel
singin’ I’m so lonesome I could cry
singing sad boy anthems in your denim on denim in a hotel room
or in a cowboy costume crooning in a Louisiana jamboree
talkin about the hang while you’re at the hang, dang me
you oughta take a rope and... nope
never never land is real man, it’s sitting in the heart of Tennessee
where everybody’s singin Loretta, I’m over you
I’m gonna buy myself some new shoes
the moon is high and so am I
singing train on the island, listen to her squeal
rock me mamma any way you feel
singin’ I’m so lonesome I could cry
there’s a whiny little white boys singing the blues
the executive director’s writing snarky haikus
the karaoke royalty rehearses in the mirror all day long
you can wear pair of acid wash overalls, a punk rock mullet,
or a white jump suit with your name embroidered on it
and the bluegrass band is playing all your favorite 80’s songs
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Live Easy
03:13
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Old Buffalo
03:13
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Look at that old buffalo roaming across the range
He’s got a long long way to go but he’s ambling just the same
He can’t read no calendar, he can’t tell no time
He don’t know the meaning of a dollar or a dime
Look at that old coyote stalking his weary prey
You know if he doesn’t make the kill he ain’t gonna eat today
His belly is a-rumbling, his legs are shaky and weak
It’s mighty hard to catch your meal when you ain’t had enough to eat
Roll on now, I don’t mind rolling slow
Roll on now, we ain’t got far to go
Look at that old bindlestiff rambling down the tracks
He got every thing he needs in his old gunny sack
He don’t mind a lean old time or drinking the coffee cold
He’s got peace in his mind and comfort in his soul
Look at that wall street boy, wearing his suit and tie
He can buy anything he wants, but he’s afraid to die
Money is a mean old hound, nipping him at the heels
He’s digging himself a deeper grave with every crooked deal
Roll on now, I don’t mind rolling slow
Roll on now, we ain’t got far to go
Rising up at the break of dawn, sleeping on the ground
Walking in the noon day sun, it’s thirteen miles to town
A stranger is a welcome friend singing a song so rare
In the land of milk and honey you know we got enough to share
Roll on now, I don’t mind rolling slow
Roll on now, we ain’t got far to go
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Who’da thought thinkin bout the good times
could ever make you feel so bad
wishing and a-hoping they’d be coming back
it’s about enough to drive you mad
I been looking for a job, but ain’t none to be found
for a full time rounder or a part time booze hound
who’da thought thinkin bout the good times
could ever make you feel so bad
Who’da thought thinkin bout the good times
could ever make you feel so bad
wishing and a-hoping they’d be coming back
it’s about enough to drive you mad
Once I had a lover as sweet as could be
now the only one I’m getting any loving from is me
who’da thought thinkin bout the good times
could ever make you feel so bad
(bridge)
once I was a little bitty baby boy
bouncing on my daddy’s knee
laughing and a-giggling and jumping for joy
I didn’t know what would become of me
Who’da thought thinkin bout the good times
could ever make you feel so bad
wishing and a-hoping they’d be coming back
it’s about enough to drive you mad
No money in my pocket, nobody in my bed
if it wasn’t for dying I would wish I was dead
Who’da thought thinkin bout the good times
could ever make you feel so bad
(bridge)
once I was a little bitty baby boy
bouncing on my daddy’s knee
laughing and a-giggling and jumping for joy
I didn’t know what would become of me
Who’da thought thinkin bout the good times
could ever make you feel so bad
wishing and a-hoping they’d be coming back
it’s about enough to drive you mad
well a dominicker rooster and a bowlegged hen
they go together but they ain’t no kin
Who’da thought thinkin bout the good times
could ever make you feel so bad
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5. |
I'll Fall In Love Again
03:14
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Every time I see your face I fall in love again
I love you as a human and I love you as a friend
And I would love to love you like a lover someday too
But until then each time I see your face I’ll fall in love with you
I know you may not care for me the way I care for you
But I’ll keep waiting patiently each day until you do
And if that day should ever come I’ll love you ’til the end
but until then each time I see your face I’ll fall in love again
Every time I see your face I fall in love again
I love you as a human and I love you as a friend
And I would love to love you like a lover someday too
But until then each time I see your face I’ll fall in love with you
I know you may not care for me the way I care for you
Should I keep driving myself crazy each day until you do
And if that day should never come, I’ll be your faithful friend
and I will mend my heart, and dry my face, and fall in love again
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New Friend
04:59
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He said “sorry for the inconvenience”
she said “hey man, stick it up your ass”
he doesn’t care how many babies she lovingly delivered
and she don't care that he’s a man made mountain of cash
I didn’t say you gotta be Mother Theresa
but you could stand to learn a little bit of class
you came out of the womb on a silver spoon
now you’ll be going back in in a body cast
Baby it’s love from across the border
oh man you gotta learn a little every day
baby it’s a tender heart and a tough mind
keeping my priorities in order
baby it’s love that keeps me in line
Well Dimebag Dirk and Jimmy the Jerk
were playing cards at the local saloon
and Lonesome Lou played his washboard and kazoo
and sang his little heart out in the corner of the room
while Jubilant Jane sang a sullied refrain
she was washing the dishes and spoons
and then Calamity Claire busted up the affair
to hand the fellas a mop and a broom
Baby it’s love from across the border
oh man you gotta learn a little every day
baby it’s a tender heart and a tough mind
keeping my priorities in order
baby it’s love that keeps me in line
I couldn’t see you through the dollar signs in my eyes
I was believing all the pretty little white lies
It took me far too long before I finally realized
I didn’t know how to compromise
I was so high..
I didn’t know that I was hurting you
I didn’t know that I was hurting myself too
but I’ve been searching for the truth
and I’m thinking that
Baby it’s love from across the border
oh man you gotta learn a little every day
baby it’s a tender heart and a tough mind
keeping my priorities in order
baby it’s love that keeps me in line
baby it’s love that keeps me in line
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9. |
Dawn Of A New Morning
04:36
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Brood Of Hate
03:28
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Ah the leaves are dry and dying
the air takes on a chill
the shadowed clouds are gathering now
upon that hallowed hill
the specter of the working man’s savior
is a bold and a boisterous lie
and everyone wants to be Jesus Christ
but nobody wants to die
don’t you ever trust an oil man
he wears a suit and tie
an oil man will destroy your land
and he’ll drink your blood like wine
and the brood of hate has sprouted wings
they take their wicked flight
they shine their claws and they sharpen their jaws
the scapegoat dies tonight
their’s a monster in the white house
and he’s doing his very best
to bonify his bankroll
and to hide his hollow breast
three hundred million prisoners
from sea to shining sea
the devil hides in a child’s eyes
and he has your sympathy
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11. |
Going Down, Down, Down
04:03
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Well my life is not a train wreck
so much as a building burning down slowly
forty stories high and a football field wide
going down in a blaze of glory
and my soul is not a blank check
so much as a sack of cash buried underground
twenty feet beneath the sand by a bandit on the lam
ain’t no chance in hell it’s gonna get found
oh lord I’m going down,
yeah I’m going down
I’m going down, down, down
I’m going down, down, down
And as the enemy approaches
the powerful are petrified like little toy soldiers
trying to save their face, trying to win the race
while the population writhes and smolders
and if you’re sleeping with the roaches
and waiting for the war with mother nature to be lost
when the earth quits turning and the sun quits burning
you’ll make your bed on the cold, hard permafrost
Oh yeah you’re going down
yeah you’re going down
I’m going down, down, down
I’m going down,
Down to the river where it’s wide and it’s deep
I’m gonna dive to the bottom and lay me down to sleep
gonna swim to the top when the sun begins to rise
I’m gonna breathe in the air, I’m gonna open my eyes
And if you’re looking for a savior
to tell you how to live through the times of uncertainty
the truth is hard to find, but most don’t seem to mind
if they can believe they’re gonna live for eternity
but the truth is not an answer
so much as a million questions waiting to be asked
and the more you try to grip it, the more it’s gonna slip
like the grains of sand falling through an hourglass
Oh yeah we’re going down
we’re going down
I’m going down, down, down
I’m going down, down, down
I’m going down, down, down
I’m going down, down, down
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12. |
Sittin' Pretty
05:18
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