1. |
Fire For The Water
04:10
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Fire For The Water
Fire for the water
Water for the tea
Tea for a taste of bitter
Don't it go down easy for me
Don't it go down easy for me
Come all come along buddy
Come along come little mule
The banks of the levee are muddy
But the queen of the river keeps rule
The queen of the river keeps rule
You got a buzzin' little heartbeat
And a midnight special mind
Ain't it funny when the honey is too sweet
Ain't it sad getting further down the line
Sad getting further down the line
Fire for the water
Water for the tea
Tea for a taste of bitter
Don't it go down easy for me
Don't it go down easy for me
Mohair rhinestone and tassel
And a hurl of worries in the can
How'd it get to be such a hassle
Just to die like a steel drivin' man
Die like a steel drivin' man
I wish I could drive your turnpike
I wish I could cross your sea
Just to see what it would be like
Not to do it all for free
Not to do it all for free
I could be just like you
And you could be a little something like me
I can be a friend to but a very few
Two or if you take it then three
Two or if you take it then three
You should've seen the captain
With his hand on the barrelhead
You should've seen what happened
When they heard what the captain said
Heard what the captain said
Fire for the water
Water for the tea
Tea for a taste of bitter
Don't it go down easy for me
Don't it go down easy for me
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2. |
Hey Hey Hey
04:00
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Hey Hey Hey
So there you are where the northern star
Don't seem too far out past the
Southern crossing the yellow dog
But from right here it ain't quite so clear
There's nothing to hear--no sound--
No strain or voice of God
You've got a lot you thought was easy to believe
So who shot the shot that brought you down to your knees
I won't ask and you won't say
Hey hey hey
So did you cry? Did you question why?
Did it satisfy your mind
To find the fault was all your own?
Money down I bet you looked all around
Combed up the ground for me
And everything you think you know
You've got a lot you thought was easy to believe
So who shot the shot that brought you down to your knees
Is it better for you this way?
Hey hey hey
You've got a lot you thought was easy to believe
So who shot the shot that brought you down to your knees
It's black and white and grey
Hey hey hey
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3. |
Nothing At All
05:15
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Nothing At All
I see your eyes in passing cars
Photographs and crowded bars
In the blue blue sky
And in the black of night
And oh how the deal went 'round and 'round
'til somewhere all the dust settled down
And covered all the land
And all the trees
I would've came
If you would've called
More of the same
Nothing at all
Oh nothing at all
So I'm playing all the same sad tunes
And then January turns to June
And all the winter coats
Are all boxed up
I've got books stacked on the bedside table
That are gonna make me well and able
But the light in my room
Is still burned out
I would've came
If you would've called
More of the same
Nothing at all
Oh nothing at all
Is there no trace left to find?
Is it gone beyond all space and time?
I watched it spin and spin
For years on end
Some rags will wash out clean
You just throw 'em in this big machine
And everything is new
And bright again
I would've came
If you would've called
More of the same
Nothing at all
Oh nothing at all
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In The Cool Of The Evening
In the cool of the evening
When the sun goes down
In the cool of the evening
When the sun goes down
I miss that little pal of mine
That used to come around
Don't you wish the rail line
Still ran all night?
Don't you wish the rail line
Still ran all night?
Don't you wish the last drag
Still burned as bright?
You know how people are
You know how far they'll go
You know how people are
You know how far they'll go
I could've been your runaround
And your so-and-so
In the cool of the evening
When the sun goes down
In the cool of the evening
When the sun goes down
I miss that little pal of mine
That used to come around
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5. |
Flatfoot
04:53
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Flatfoot
Mama got flatfoot and daddy got grey
Somebody went to the grave today
Nobody found any words to say
Mama got flatfoot and daddy got grey
Steamboat horn I'm a long gone son
If you wanna ride you better get on the run
Station man stands at the end of a gun
Hold on horn I'm a long gone son
Mary and Marie had a man in between
He tried to keep sweet Maria clean
Marianne must've been the last on the scene
When Mary and Marie had a man in between
There was fog on the water, a face in the mist
Moses talked to God with the shaking of a fist
She came to me with a savior's kiss
There was fog on the water, a face in the mist
When I get to Rockport, man
I'm gonna get drunk right where I stand
Wake up in the morning and do it all again
When I get to Rockport, man
Mama got flatfoot and daddy got grey
Somebody went to the grave today
Nobody found any words to say
Mama got flatfoot and daddy got grey
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How High Would I Have To Fly
How high would I have to fly?
And what pair of wings
Could take me where your sweet bird sings
Way up there in your lonely sky?
How I could really try
To find you where you are
But you are such a distant star
How high would I have to fly?
If only we could ever be
In your sweet by and by
I've only found you don't come down
Around me where I lie
I cry oh I do cry
The one I'm longing for
Has speared me into the floor
How high would I have to fly
How high would I have to fly
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7. |
A Matchbook Song
04:44
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A Matchbook Song
If I see my love 'fore daylight come
They won't know which way we've run
But if my love don't pass my way
They'll bury me down in the cold black clay
See my love is made of muscle and blood
From a breath of life on the Mississippi mud
And I'd work my back with a hammer and steel
To see my love singing at the driving wheel
There's a black smoke rising up over the hill
Shots rang out and they're ringing out still
There's a golden band at the bottom of the well
If my love don't ask I'll never tell
No I never needed much but a fiddle and bow
I never knew what I didn't need to know
A matchbook song for a matchbook sin
I'd burn the damn thing all over again
See I don't know but I've been told
The Mississippi mud will swallow you whole
And I can't say but I've heard it said
They'll take you alive but they'd rather you dead
So if I see my love 'fore daylight come
They won't know which way we've run
But if my love don't pass my way
They'll bury me down in the cold black clay
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8. |
Your Very Own Dream
05:04
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Your Very Own Dream
The crow flew straight into
The horse’s face today
And I heard the news that they
Were hauling you away
Sometimes it feels like a joke that’s
A little too mean
Sometimes there’s no
Escaping from
Your very own dream
Somebody tries
To say something worthwhile
But everybody searches
For that same old smile
Anybody here could see the spoon
In the old moonbeam
But nobody knows
You’re waist down naked in
Your very own dream
Mozart, check the coat
And lock the back door
Cleveland’s cold but you
Won’t need it anymore
Your table’s bussed, I’ll just fill up
The sugar and cream
And come back around
And take down
Your very own dream
Bluebird on my shoulder
And possum on the line
Humming a homemade tune
From Johnny Shines
Hey Ba-Ba-Re-Bop
The quickest I’ve ever seen
And if you want it
You can make it
Your very own dream
Well it’s nighttime way down
In the sunny south
And they keep kicking dust into
The Mississippi mouth
The engine’s running hot
And burning off steam
And when it passes
It’ll shake through
Your very own dream
The crow flew straight into
The horse’s face today
And I heard the news that they
Were hauling you away
I know by now that things
Ain't ever as they seem
Except the cold sweat
Of waking from
Your very own dream
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