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Charles River Waltz
01:51
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2. |
Critter
02:36
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you asked me how I'm doing, I talked about my car
been working on the fuel line where the injectors are
diesel's breaking down my body, but for now it still works
but the oil and the fuel leaks are getting worse
still I keep it right on running with the levels low
after all I gotta get home
and you can't squeeze blood from a stone
sometimes I feel cold as steel, sometimes I'm brittle as plastic
sometimes I feel light as aluminum, I'm not a compass, I'm not a magnet
sometimes I got no driving wheel, I'm burning out in neutral
just like that old machine, the only thing I know how to be is useful
lord won't you make me like that '95 Benz
I might have neighbors but I don't want friends
I just want to start every day in the cold
and as soon as I can I want to get old
but the doctor listened to my heart and said the engine knocks
I asked her is it bad and she shrugged and said
honey, you should have known
that you can't squeeze blood from a stone
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3. |
Mirror Song
02:40
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mirror, mirror, don't be so obscene
hair is spreading across my face like black mold in a dream
of walls and walls and walls, they're rising as my adam's apple falls
but if walls are all I see then why can't they at least be clean
I hope I will be pretty when I'm fourteen
mirror, mirror, won't you be my friend
show to me that girl's face and show me again
that I can never be for we all are born in sin
but is this the face that I must show to Penni?
am I pretty, now that I'm twenty?
mirror, mirror, get out of my life
all you've ever given me is loneliness and strife
and sorrow, in my mind I say I will sure leave you tomorrow
but I can't find the heart to show you to the door
I'm not pretty, and I'm twenty-four
mirror, mirror, I don't think I can forgive
but maybe someday you and I could learn to just let live
it'll take some time but time is the one thing I have to give
and maybe someday you won't have to hurt me
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4. |
The Valley Of The Shadow
02:41
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I never lived on the mountaintop
or lingered in the golden meadow
but at least these hills are out of sight
of the valley of the shadow
I see you shake every misty dawn
remembering that land of sorrow
though I hope for you it's past and gone
that's where I must go tomorrow
will you hold me close on that lonesome ride
through the valley so cold and narrow
where the coyotes call on every side
and the stars cut to the marrow
I don't need every tear you've cried
I don't need you easy or mellow
but I need every one of you here by my side
as we walk in the valley of the shadow
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5. |
Roses
04:04
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for Eli
you live in a coastal city
and I live in small-town Ohio
never thought I'd drive across the country
but I want to see you so I guess I'll go
if we come out smelling like roses
it'll be a miracle just like Jesus used to do
if we come out smelling like roses
I think we might, just between me and you
I don't want to take apart your body
but your lips are as sweet as cherry wine
I know it's not my area of study
but I want you like it's 1929
chorus
I'm gonna hope that I'm not only hoping
I hope that this is real
I'm gonna tell you everything I'm thinking
and hope you understand how I feel
chorus
you share an apartment with your sister
I think she's pretty cool
once you said you thought she might not make it
when she came out in the middle of high school
but she came out smelling like roses
that's just what she had to do
she came out smelling like roses
I think we might too
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6. |
Lovely Sunday (Anxiety)
00:46
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7. |
Trouble In Mind
02:40
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traditional
trouble in mind, I'm blue
but I won't be blue alway
sun's gonna shine in my back door someday
going down to the railroad
lay my head upon the line
let that eastbound freight train satisfy my worried mind
trouble in mind, I'm blue
but I won't be blue alway
sun's gonna shine in my back door someday
going down to the railroad
and I'll take my rocking chair
if the blues overtake me well I'll rock away from here
trouble in mind, I'm blue
but I won't be blue alway
sun's gonna shine in my back door someday
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words by Woody Guthrie, music by Billy Bragg
I come from a place called okfuskee
and I had a little girl in a hollow tree
said little girlie it's plain to see
that there ain't nobody who can sing like me
there ain't nobody who can sing like me
she said it's hard for me to see
how one little boy got so ugly
I said pretty baby well that may be
but there ain't nobody who can sing like me
way over yonder in the minor key
way over yonder in the minor key
ain't nobody who can sing like me
hey little girlie will you let me see
way over yonder where the wind blows free
nobody can see in our hollow tree
but there ain't nobody who can sing like me
way over yonder in the minor key
way over yonder in the minor key
ain't nobody who can sing like me
mother cut a switch from the cherry tree
and laid it onto her and me
it stung much worse than a hive of bees
but there ain't nobody who can sing like me
I have walked a long long ways
but I still look back to my tanglewood days
I've led many girls since then to stray
saying ain't nobody who can sing like me
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9. |
Carolina (Jake Ford)
02:27
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written by Jake Ford
the jeans I wore to Carolina got a patch in the left side knee
got your cigarettes in my left side pocket just to keep you thinking of me
the jeans I wore to Carolina seen the moon and the rain and the sun
seen a young girl traveling to hell and back who wouldn't put out her thumb
I drove all night I drove all morning til the sun burned my eyes away
never once looked back never prayed to god never hoped that it would stay
now Carolina's got me on her mind, her wide-eyed girl with nowhere left to hide
Carolina, lay me down, Carolina
didn't come to stay, came to cry my blues away
when I got home to Ohio the snow was drifting down
I was drifting off the road a bit but I'm alive it's all right now
I haven't learned much that I didn't forget in the twenty years that I've been alive
so I guess I'll have to wait to see if the ketchup was worth the drive
my eyes were tired my back was on fire but I had to get home to see
if I'd left you in Carolina or if someone was waiting for me
now Carolina's got me on her mind, her wide-eyed girl asleep among the pines
Carolina, lay me down, Carolina
didn't come to stay, came to cry my blues away
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