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Lights Of Downtown
02:58
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Packed my bags, packed it in
Never coming back her again
Paid my dues and stayed in line
16 years of serving my time
Now what I did I do regret
All the days that I had wept
Up all night and you can bet
I've got a live with that
See the lights of downtown
It's where I shot that ol' man down
Now he's calling me
Calls my insanity
Now when I walk and people say
How can he just away
Had a gun, no daughter, no son
One life is gone and one begun
Now what I did I do regret
All the days that I had wept
Up all night and you can bet
I've got a live with that
See the lights of downtown
It's where I shot that ol' man down
Now he's calling me
Calls my insanity
I can't run away, I can't hide
Its a slow death, for me inside
See the lights of downtown
It's where I shot that ol' man down
Now he's calling me
Calls my insanity
See the lights of downtown
It's where I shot that ol' man down
Now he's calling me
Calls my insanity
See the lights of downtown
It's where I shot that ol' man down
Now he's calling me
Calls my insanity
See the lights of downtown
It's where I shot that ol' man down
Now he's calling me
Calls my insanity
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A Stitch In Time
04:01
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Thread the needle with one eye closed
Steady hand like a jeweller do you suppose
Save my world with just one poke
But don't try to fix it if it ain't broke
But a stitch in time is fine if you know what you're doin'
Got bombs that whistle
You got bombs that sing
But they got 'em too
Don't mean a goddamn thing
Do you believe, the winner in time
Will be the one with the most toys at the finish line
A stitch in time is fine if you know what you're doin'
But I don't understand what you're doin'
With that blood on your hands
I don't know
It's not a case of black or white
It's not a case or wrong or right it seems
Just one thing that I know is true
You're just as damned if you're doin' it too
It seems
Don't wanna argue
Don't wanna place no blame
Each generation thought they'd be different
Just to end up the same
'Cause that money screams while ideals die
But you can't pull the wool over this boy's eyes
Yeah a stitch in time is fine if you nkow what you're doin'
But I don't understanda what you're doin'
With that blood on your hands
I don't know
I don't know
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Prairie Fire
02:56
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There's a prairie fire burning in my mind baby tonight
With the coals stoked glowing hot 'til they get bright white
So come on you gotta tag along 'til they set things right
We're gonna march to Montgomery in the pale moonlight
There's a prairie fir burning in my mind baby tonight
With some people down on their backs thinking this ain't right
So we'll see if the dawn can set us a little more on sight
Everybody's riding for free as it's everyone's fight
We're gonna go to the ghetto, hit the bordello
Everybody come outside
We're one big nation, like a UN training station
Everybody's showing their pride
There's a prairie fire burning in my eyes baby tonight
You gotta three minute warning to join or get outta sight
To stand aside is to take their side alright
So c'mon we're gonna take 'em on as they ain't that bright
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Wreck Of The 809
04:05
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One day I walked out my doorway
I was young, younger than today
I couldn't believe what was happening before my eyes
People running screamin' runnin' and a fire lightin' up the sky
Well my daddy rode the train to take him to the factory
Where he slaved eatin' shit to save my mama and me
Now the sirens kee a-comin' and I heard somebody say
140 people were ridin' that train today
Wreck of the 809
I couldn't believe what was happening before my eyes
People running screamin' runnin' and a fire lightin' up the sky
Well the crowd thinned out several hours later
And I asked a policeman about my daddy was he alright
Then I saw my mama crying and I heard somebody say
107 people won't be comin' back home today
Wreck of the 809
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Gunslinger Man
03:11
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Well he came into town with
His gun on his hips
Fortified at night by some little pink slips
Silver Smith and Wesson with a
Pearl handled butt
Cut polished shinin' from his hand to the nut
Don't you know he's a gunslinger man
'N' he does the best that he can
But you know he's a gunslinger man
'N' he won the West with his hand
He used to be feared for the length of his gun
Today he's known for the strength of his tongue
In Poinsettia Park with Russian immigrants
Hard as they work they're never heaven sent
Don't you know he's a gunslinger man
'N' he does the best that he can
But you know he's a gunslinger man
'N' he won the West with his hand
Eight lines or worse, ten maids awaitin'
He's thinking so loud that his teeth are grating
False idols calling from his dusk to his dawn
Got his daddy wonderin' what the hell he is on
You'd see it in his eyes, see it in his verse
Minute 'n' a half short of a ride in a hearse
He needs no badges to identify him
He's the owner/operator of original sin
Don't you know he's a gunslinger man
'N' he does the best that he can
But you know he's a gunslinger man
'N' he won the West with his hand
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Years Long Ago
04:09
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I Can’t Hide
03:08
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Ivory Tower
03:39
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My friend lives in an ivory tower
She's protected from misery
She doesn't worry she's got power
She controls all she sees
But her blinders work too well
She don't listen when you try to tell her
It's too late
Your ivory tower's falling down
She strolls down the rose lined lane
With her thoughts up in the air
And she never has known pain
Yet she still insists she cares
But her blinders work too well
She don't listen when you try to tell her
It's too late
Your ivory tower's falling down
Still you got to be careful
What you say to her
Still you got to be careful
What you say
My friend lives in an ivory tower
She's protected from misery
She doesn't worry she's got power
She controls all she sees
Still her blinders work too well
She don't listen when you try to tell her
It's too late
Your ivory tower's falling down
It's too late
Your ivory tower's falling down
It's too late
Your ivory tower's falling down
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Capturing The Flag
04:20
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She sings alone and brings the kinda light to wash your sorrow
She waits for many things, including lies
What can she do, what can she do
She wants to mess so bad
She wants to be held and be had
She goes to church alone
For love on Sunday
What will she do, what will she do
Roads they cross is wide
Comrades in arms
St Christopher guides them capturing the flag
A-walking in in-line
Those they left behind
St Tristan for those capturing the flag
Now many times she passes
Plans so filled with pale tomorrows
Soldiers bring back lies, instead of lives
What can you do, what can you do
Roads they cross is wide
Comrades in arms
St Christopher guides them capturing the flag
A-walking in in-line
Those they left behind
St Tristan for those capturing the flag
She once had a boy
She once had a husband too
She once had a son
She once had a husband too
They take them from the ground, shine them a light
Pass them in review, tell them that was life
What could they do, what could they do
Roads they cross is wide
Comrades to arms
St Christopher guides them capturing the flag
A-walking in in-line
Those they left behind
St Tristan for those capturing the flag
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I Had A Dream
04:05
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Tried so hard to explain
The way things are and how quick they can change
But you never listened you just turned your head
Never even heard a single word that he said
While it's true now that I'm not a saint
I felt pain when you live to hate
Said it before and I'll say it again
Leave me alone man or treat me like a friend
I had a dream last night
Everybody's laughing and everything was alright
Still some hope in sight, that was last night
I had a dream last night
Nobody's crying, nobody's frightened
Still some hope in sight, that was last night
Well if it seems like I sound like the rest
We're trying hard not to be too depressed
Once they take everything I've left, it's so easy
So if you're dreaming I hhope that you do
Wish for the best and hope that it comes true
Who knows what they'll leave when they're through
I had a dream last night
Everybody's laughing and everything was alright
Still some hope in sight, that was last night
I had a dream last night
Nobody's crying, nobody's frightened
Still some hope in sight, that was last night
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Final Wild Son
02:53
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Starting out from Ferraday like a runaway bus
Moving north toward Memphis in a cloud of highway dust
Rolling to the rhythm of a sound he never hears
He's possessed by something which never comes quite clear
Although it might be coming from above
It always brings him down
I'm sorry Mr. Phillips about Presley and the rest
But as you know I'm Elmo's boy, I'm different from the rest
From Tupelo to Natchez they all answer to my name
Their belief in God above is driving them insane
And if I die before I wake, there'll be no soul left to take
Hellfire is a-callin' like a leper come a-crawlin'
Kicking down the doors of your life
Yeah, the women and the wine are just gigs you left behind
They ain't gigs when they's your life
Hellfire is a-bawlin' like some baby come a-crawlin'
Kicking down the doors of your life
Yeah, the women and the wine are just gigs you left behind
They ain't gigs when they's your life
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(Sweet) Mental Revenge
03:03
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Well I hope that the friend that you've thrown yourself on
Gets drunk and loses her job
And every road that you travel on
Is dusty rocky and hard
I couldn't make you love me
You only made me blue
So all in all if the curtain should fall
Then I hope that it falls on you
And I will have sweet
Sweet sweet mental revenge
I will have sweet
Sweet sweet mental revenge
Well I hope that the train from Caribou, Maine
Runs over your new love affair
You'll walk the floor from dawn to dawn
And you'll tear out your peroxide hair
I never was your woman
Cause you were never true
So all in all if the curtain should fall
Then I hope that it falls on you
And I will have sweet
Sweet sweet mental revenge
I will have sweet
Sweet sweet mental revenge
I will have sweet
Sweet sweet mental revenge
I will have sweet
Sweet sweet mental revenge
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16. |
State Of Our Union
05:13
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Written by Sid Griffin and Greg Sowders
Walk a little with me, won't you carry a bit of my song
I wanna tell a little story 'bout the place where I was born
If I start slowin' down 'n' throw in too many "you all's"
Won'tcha bear with me buddy as I think I'm feeling the call
Let me first off say that I don't know just what you heard
But I read a little 'bout it and I don't believe a word
So let's stroll to the kitchen where we'll start this meal from scratch
I smell something cookin' and I want right in that first batch
Corn bread, stock cars minor league baseball too
Woods full of grizzlies where the alligators chomp on you
Alabama football, man, you gotta try it
Did I tell you my old man looks a little bit like Bear Bryant
We got candied yams, sunsets in the fall
We got a minstrel preacher showman
He's a preachin' up a ball
We got state fairs, go-karts, crashing round in bumper cars
We got drunks getting drunker while the sober get thrown out of the bar
Front porch swing where you know you know who you are
Hey Dad I can explain 'bout the stains in the back of the car
We gave you blues and jazz and country and western too
We oughta ask for 'em back after what you put 'em through
We got lotsa rivers, lotsa fields and streams
Maybe it ain't exactly heaven but it's certainly part of my dreams
So you just walk a little with me, won't you carry a bit of my song
I wanna tell you a story 'bout the place where I was born
If I start slowin' down 'n' throw in too many "you all's"
Won't you bear with me honey as I think I'm feeling the call
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I thought I saw some diplomat hawking secret plans in the park
I thought I saw my President walking through Harlem late after dark
In a world of love where they burn like Nero
You write them a check and you then add zero
In a world of love where they burn like Nero
You write them a check and you then add zero
Looking For Lewis And Clark
I was standing alone in Mabuhay Gardens (looking for Lewis and Clark!)
I was thinking about the late Tim Hardin
Well, when Tim get to heaven hope he told Gram
About the Long Ryders and just who I am
Yeah, no one gave Tim reason to believe
So he just packed his bags to leave
Looking for Lewis and Clark
Looking for Lewis and Clark
Looking for Lewis and Clark
I thought I saw my government running away with my heart
I thought I heard Mubute anthems in Johannesburg after dark
You can find them in the yellow pages, baby
That's where you get your kickbacks from the Navy
Looking for Lewis and Clark
Looking for Lewis and Clark
Looking for Lewis and Clark
I said a Louie-Louie Lou...
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Louisville
03:29
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10-5-60
04:16
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At every little party
It gets a little hard
To get 'em up and dancin'
To make 'em walk the yard
If the Dancers don't feel it
Nobody's gonna move
Yet if they just shake it
You'll really hear a groove
Now every time I'm feel it
I always catch a fire
Drummer keepin' up the time
Sound just like a choir
If the band don't feel it
Push will come to shove
Or on a riff they'll steal it
A sound from up above
I need ten five sixty times
I'm working out my problems as I'm working out my mind
I need ten five sixty times
I'm working out my problems as I'm working out my mind
People comin' through the doors
Party goin' on
People coming down the street
Been here much too long
If the cops don't catch us
We'll probably go to jail
If the cops do nab us
We'll never get the bail
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The Long Ryders Los Angeles, California
The Long Ryders founded alt-country with their 1984 album, Native Sons, and helped codify and popularise Americana throughout their career. Crossing Byrds/Buffalo Springfield electric guitars and harmonies with a Sex Pistols/Ramones rhythm section was their idea and their legacy. Their signature songs Looking For Lewis And Clark and I Had A Dream have never left the airwaves. ... more
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