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Moonshiner
04:56
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I'm a moonshiner
I'm a coal miner
Lost a girl who could play a mean violin
And if whiskey don't kill me
I don't know what will
I'm a barbed wire
I'm a smokestack fire
I'm every branch that has spoken in the wind
But for every storm that's blown by me
There's been moonlight coming still
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2. |
Hold the Line
04:02
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Bring up the singer
The tall, wide-eyed ringer for a fool
Her dress a red sunset of cranes
And access road pools
And I
I'll try and hold the line
Bring up the lights
The heavy, late night flights are coming in
On an iron ship, a smokestack and brick harbor wind
And I
I'll try and hold the line
Moor up the ships
Let those little girls slip through the rain
Look at the clouds
Let the morning sun do the same
The Oldsmobile's wind will get you smiling again
You can warm your feet in the sun
The Oldsmobile's wind will get you smiling again
You can warm your feet in the sun
With your little red wagon
Remember tearing down the fence
Like hell had us on the run
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3. |
Winter Coming Down
02:08
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Smashed into a wave
With a stuttering heart
Storm was coming in
Over the silhouetted barn
The winter coming down
With your closing eyes
The winter coming down
With your closing eyes
Darlin' don't get me wrong
But sometimes you get me wrong
With the paints
That are bleeding
Through your bag
Your cigarettes and pearls
Your car keys took a whirl
At my nose
That leather strap don't hang
From no buttoned-up bones
Hardwood violin
She caught a ghost in that machine
Bent black sky says
As she corners me
The winter coming down
With your closing eyes
The winter coming down
With your closing eyes
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4. |
Miss You
03:49
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I'm gonna miss you
When you go to bed
Steam rise from the rooftops
Pillow catches your weary head
Sidewalk mutters slowly
As my feet, they fall toward thee
And the icy chord that plays the night
With just a sigh of melody
I'm gonna miss you
I'm gonna miss you
Should have sprung for cab fare instead
'Cause the night can take so long
I'm gonna miss you
I'm gonna miss you
And the warmth that's in your bed tonight
I'm gonna miss you
I'm gonna miss you
Should have sprung for cab fare instead
'Cause the night can take so long
I'm gonna miss you
I'm gonna miss you
And the warmth that's in your bed tonight
The breath on your pillow
Measures footfalls and rattled keys
Ain't no warmth in my bed tonight
Gonna' catch me as the windows freeze
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Well the whistle's coming down
And it's everywhere bound
But I'm sure it won't catch
My run
Just a chrome-hearted yell through the woods
And always movin' on
Let my poor wind come
And blow you along
I know it's been itchin' the back of my throat
To let the sun go down
And keep pushing you toward the coast
Well now send me letters from
The right side of the tracks
If the ink don't dry in gold
I'm gonna send 'em right on back
Well maybe then one more time
Down those metal lines
And I know that you don't
Understand
How could you know I wanna go there
Keepin' time in my coat and in the palm of my warm hands
To roll into town
And wave my guns
Where the ocean's mouth
Is paved by its sons
And no one ever looks back
And never lets nobody down
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6. |
Tin Can
03:35
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I'm so glad that it's rainin
Umbrellas grateful for no wind outside
Hear the water pipes say they're drainin
The day in no hurry to reply
This tin can that I'm draggin along
Wonder if everyone hears the sound
I'm so glad that it's rainin
The summer regrets to say goodbye
No matter what the thunder keeps sayin
I'm in no hurry to walk on by
This tin can that I'm draggin along
Wonder if everyone hears the sound
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7. |
Long Gone
02:21
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Time wakes up like a shadow on my hand
A silver ring
On a warm night stand
A lamp shade ripped and shooting hallelujahs
Toward Mars
A scholar or a scoundrel in a trance
Alison's arms up on a branch
Some cargo for the sun on the back of a phone
If I'd walked home I'd have fallen over
Latch clicks over in a solemn hum
Crime scenes
Call girls
The oven burner on
And the moon
The room descends darlin'
Drunk on a gutter
A drop of blood in the desert
Crack of a gun
Drill in a hole in the concrete
For my mouth
To put my mouth in brimstone Brooklyn smell
Riding with Job of a hearse and wedding bell
Babooshka flowing lightly behind your hair
Holding out a note from a long gone
A long gone dripping hand
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A long way to Bakersfield
Mojave sun gonna' melt your mind
Think you're gonna die around Tehachapi
Get to Fresno on time
No road runs straight to Bakersfield
Can't blame no one for that
All I got are bitter memories
Wondering where you are at
It's a long way to Bakersfield
When headed out from Berdoo
Pawned away damn near everything
But most of all I think of you
Play a sad song on the way to Bakersfield
I once heard on the radio
Say goodbye to all your masquerades
Gonna take it as it goes
It's a long way to Bakersfield
Leaving Barstow on the lamb
Ain't scared none of eternity
I'll get salvation when I can
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9. |
Bang Bang
03:08
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I was thinking of nothing that day
Except how I could f*ck up
I was learning some new things to say
I was getting the f*ck up
I was leaving and all things were strange
I was turning a page
I was looking at a bull in the water
A small child playing in waves
Away I see you driving
Away I see you flying
Another breath goes lost in the air
Another Great Lakes night
Another religious charlatan shouts
"Hey buddy, it's me has the light"
And speed loves company
So I drive along the coast
The water it shakes with a violence out there
The clean air full of your ghost
Away I see you flying
Aways I see you driving
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10. |
For Tao Tao
01:12
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Well I got everything
That I can handle
But I miss your laugh like I
Missed the bus
Yeah
Yeah I got millions of days to pay your rent.
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11. |
Restoration Theme
02:52
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12. |
The Ghost
02:21
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He blends in with the crowd
A beautiful, wealthy man
Street hustlers
And Popes
Both adore him
A rebel as it was
A passion for his cause
To fly
In some forgotten air-o-plane
He's a ghost in your kitchen
Say his name
Say his name
He's the kind of man
Who brings a navy down to its knees
You prayed to him at a poker table
Now you build his missiles
You arm his trucks
And you fly
Fly
In some forgotten air-o-plane
He's a ghost in your kitchen
Say his name
Say his name
To fly
In some forgotten air-o-plane
He's a ghost in your kitchen
Say his name
Say his name
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13. |
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Instrumental
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14. |
Human Blood
04:30
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Say what you want
I'm alright I'm alright I'm alright
Say what you want
I'm alright I'm alright I'm alright
Bells ringin and fever minds
Start running round
Tip your hat to the daily drill
As the bankers come down
True love, human blood and high walls
Hear the sun start to whisper off the drywall
Say what you want what you want is to say I'm alright I'm all say what you want what you want is to say I'm alright I'm alright I'm alright I'm all
Let the buildings start to let go
Of their secrets this side of Earth
Let the ancient bad news lift lightly
Across the dirt
True love, human blood and high walls
Hear the sun start to whisper off the drywall
Say what you want what you want is to say I'm alright I'm all say what you want what you want is to say I'm alright I'm alright I'm alright I'm all
Say what you want what you want
You know I bet we look like
The cracked lips of a fight
We've been up all night
What you want what you want is to say I'm alright I'm alright I'm alright I'm all
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Songbird
03:10
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Come whatever
Come what may
Whatever suits you honey
Whatever suits you honey
Down here where some kerosene shakes a flame
And a crow and a songbird don't sound the same
All that silver 'round your face
Whatever suits you honey
Whatever suits you honey
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16. |
Diane
04:14
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Diane's gonna' die of pancreatic cancer at the age of 45
Gonna take some time to travel, gonna take some time to be alive
If I'd a' lived six thousand years
I suppose my cares
Would come and go with the smell of rain
She looks up toward the stars
Past the lit up windows and cars
And marvels that they're
Still in motion
She thinks of the Milky Way
That vast unknown sway
Swirling 'round
Big as an ocean
She thought 'angels are in the dust'
In a thousand colors
With her ancestors
And I will go back home
Think of the sound of water in the gutter beside me
As it stands
I think of my medical bills
And wait for the rain to pass
Just give me a laugh
And a tap of the foot
And I'll be alright
She says
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17. |
My Girl
03:55
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Now that you're my girl
Would you be my wife
The leaves are yellowed and changed
I'm living in another part of town
Now that you're my wife
Would you still be my girl
We've swung around the sun more times than one
Caught our lips at lying, 29 years out the door
Now that you're my wife
Would you still be my girl
Will we be cleaning up kids ten years from now
I don't know
But I think of this as the street lamps
Peel the night off Chicago
Think of the Great Lakes shakin'
And ghostly pianos still touring the jet stream
Well now that you're my wife
Now that you're my wife
And the headlights still burn
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18. |
Astoria
03:31
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19. |
Silver Buckle
02:18
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Love is like shopping at the goodwill store
What you're lookin' for you can't find
But if you're not too particular
It's a big gold mine
I've been going through the record bin
All the good ones are broken in
Love is like picking up a Lawrence Welk
And finding "Heartbreak Hotel" inside
With love me tender on the b-side
Love is like finding an old dresser
Take it home and after a while
Pull out the drawers when you're leavin'
And find a lost love letter inside
So sweet, when I read it I cried
Love is like a silver buckle
Sometimes it needs a little shine
Found an old chuck taylor
You know it was just my style
I've been going through the record bin
All the good ones are broken in
Love is like picking up a Lawrence Welk
And finding "Heartbreak Hotel" inside
With love me tender on the b-side
With love me tender on the b-side
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20. |
Little Sister
04:26
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Hey
Little sister
I've been watching TV a lot
Brown and blue shows into news
Beginning to think that all the characters have been formed
In this world
These grey streets
Hey
Little sister
Why were you never born
There's pictures of you in my grandmother's house
Warm as the breeze through the hay field outside
Yellow like the light in her white hair
And these days I've cold a lot mm mm mm
These days I've been cold a lot mm mm mm
And these days I've been called a lot mm mm mm
And I've got nothin' to say
You could have helped me keep the wrong girls away from my heart
You could have helped me keep the wrong girls away from my heart
You could have helped me keep the death from my family
You could have helped me keep my legs under me
You coulda' helped me keep my father standing
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21. |
Twist
02:53
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A mist again
Like it was I don't remember when
Don't know what the wind intends
When it ain't bangin on the gate in the fence
I'm only watchin the hanging chimes
Just hanging round
A spider crawling up there within the sound
Ah hell just once
Ah hell just once
Again
Let's twist again
Like we did I don't remember when
Right here by the chairs again
Right here by the phone that you're still in
Aw your garden talks so lonely
Toward the road
When you'd be drilling down for oil here
With your toes
Just once again
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Brandon James Seyferth Chicago, Illinois
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