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Goodnight America
04:15
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The ledge holds no quarter
Yeah, it's just too many people goin' the way of Crazy Road
I keep holding on; I keep holding on to what I don't know
There's too many fallen to the darkness
Mr. President, there ain't enough wool for my eyes
You've been sidewinding for hundreds of years
Probably since the beginning of time
Different name, different mask, differnt coat and tie
What gives you away?
You could always throw a garden party
Upon sinking pleas you checked your clubs, jetted for vacation
We're all loosing sleep, you read us stories of annihilation
And say "Goodnight America"
We've all been here before
Still closing the door
Washington, I hope you can find it in your heart
To spare us The Winter
Yeah the ledge holds no quarter
There's too many people going the way of Crazy Road
Just keep holding on! Just keep holding on! To what? I don't know
There's too many fallen to the darkeness
There's too many fallen to the darkness
Saying, "Goodnight America".
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2. |
18 Wheelin'
04:57
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18 wheel, 18 Wheeler,
I'm not trying to slow you down
Hey Tail-Hounder, save some room for breathing
Vaya con dios, ramble tamble
Silver City, Santa Fe, Albuquerque, Taos, Tucson Arizona
San Diego, LA, San Francisco....
18 Wheeler, 18 Wheelin'
Don't go fronting Thunder on the Mountain
Lord knows, the mountain's where the thunder's from
18 Wheeler, lord knows you've been tryin'
No, no, ramble tamble no, it just don't rattle
Boston Turnpike, NY Thruway, Newark, DC, Philly, Pittsburgh, Thomas WV.....
Nashville, Memphis, Clarksdale, Tupelo, Oxford, Helena....
18 Wheeler, 18 Wheelin'
18 Wheel, 18 Wheeler,
I've felt the glory of the old double five
Hey Tail-Hounder, best you find your Jesus
Vaya con dios, ramble tamble
Silver City, Santa Fe, Albuquerque, Taos, Tucson Arizona
San Diego, LA, San Francisco....
Boston Turnpike, NY Thruway, Newark, DC, Philly, Pittsburgh,
Thomas WV, Nashville, Memphis, Clarksdale Tupelo, Oxford, Helena...
Silver City, Santa Fe, Albuquerque, Taos, Tucson Arizona
San Diego, LA, San Francisco....
Boston Turnpike, NY Thruway, Newark, DC, Philly, Pittsburgh,
Thomas WV, Nashville, Memphis, Clarksdale Tupelo, Oxford, Helena...
Silver City, Santa Fe, Albuquerque, Taos, Tucson Arizona
San Diego, LA, San Francisco....
Boston Turnpike, NY Thruway, Newark, DC, Philly, Pittsburgh,
Thomas WV, Nashville, Memphis, Clarksdale Tupelo, Oxford, Helena...
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3. |
Gotta Git It Down
04:02
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People, we gotta do better at getting down
People, lonely people
I'm right there with ya
on those lonely nights
Yes we know burden in the promise of a brand new day
Can sometimes feel too much like a ball and chain
People, we gotta do better at getting down
People, overlooked people,
THANK YOU
Good looking out
Yes we know the grit & grind it takes
Just to feel...
Like a number
People we gotta do better
At gettin' down
People, hungry people
I'm right there with ya
Rumbling in line
People, below The Line people
I'm proud to stand with ya
In our times
Yes we know the burden in the promise of a brand new day
Yes we know the grit & grind it takes
People we gotta do better
At gettin' down
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4. |
Hallway Kid
04:09
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So long
So
So long
So
Still walking around
Yeah the day i was born named me The Hallway Kid
And chipped my shoulder
Forked my tongue
I ain't right
But I ain't wrong
It's been my burden
been my song
song
song
So long
Still walkiing around
Yeah the day i was born
livin' life in black & white
splittin'
It ain't right
But it ain't wrong
Bitter burden
But my song
Song
So long
So.......
Walkin' around
Still walkin' around
Still walkin' around
Yeah the day I was born named me The Hallway Kid
Chipped my shoulder
Forked my tongue
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5. |
Ups & Downs
03:24
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Violet fog torn on barbed wire
The dew's frozen the gate
Littering the rails of the railroad track
Silhouettes and thoughts I can't escape
In the sway of thier shadows makes the sound
Of a train I whish was coming
Another day bound
to the cold metal soud
of doctors asking me to explain
just when about
my ups & downs
seemed to come to stay
All I hear in their questions is the sound
of a train I wish was coming
To carry me out
To where my ups & downs
Don't scare people at all
Past violet fog torn on barbed wire
And they leave my head alone
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6. |
Wednesday's Child
04:38
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Wednesday's Child
Barring your mother's woe
So young to understand
The length of The Man
Wednesday's Child
From neath the cotton & corn
Rise up
Rise up
You shall be heard
Wednesday's Child
From neath the cotton & corn
Rise up
Rise up
You shall be heard
You burried me alive
Cursed me "Secret Garden"
And though eveyone was allowed a try
They did not scorched the earth
Wednesday's Child
Lay down your mama's woe
Go tell it to
Cotton n' Corn
Just say...
"Mama lay down your woe, Cotton n' Corn sing my song now"
They gave me their word
Wedensday's Child
The earth shall inherit your bones
Secong Coming
Kickin' Struttin'
Rise up
Rise up
You shall be heard
Avenged in song of
Cotton and the Corn
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