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On With the Show
03:52
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The curtain goes up, on this old wooden stage
We're all here tonight, and here's where we'll stay
The people they smile, as those lights flicker on
Mostly they listen, but some sing along
And just for an hour, they have the power
To forget all their troubles, On With the Show
Music it echoes, out into the night
Moon through the windows, makin' everything shine
Some wear pretty dresses, some dusty work boots
But in the end, they all leave two by two
And just for an hour, they have the power
To forget all their troubles, hey, On With the Show
An old couple dances, back behind all the seats
The woman she follows, the old man, well, he leads
Me, I keep starin' at that clock on the wall
I know it won't be long, 'till that big curtain falls
But just for an hour, yeah, I have the power
To forget all my troubles, and get On With the Show
But just for an hour, we all have the power
So let's forget all our troubles, and get On With the Show
Let's forget our troubles...
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One-Eyed Bird
03:52
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There’s a one-eyed bird on a high line pole
There’s a one-eyed bird on a high line pole
It follows me around wherever I go
There’s a one-eyed bird on a high line pole
Got a pretty little girl in the back of my mind
Got a pretty little girl in the back of my mind
Left her in a place nobody can find
Got a pretty little girl in the back of my mind
Man in the town says he’s lookin’ for me
Man in the town says he’s lookin’ for me
People ain’t as kind as they used to be
Man in the town says he’s lookin’ for me
In the middle of the night is where the truth comes out
In the middle of the night is where the truth comes out
Everybody gonna see what I’m all about
In the middle of the night is where the truth comes out
In a cold dark hole is where they’ll bury me
In a cold dark hole is where they’ll bury me
At the end of a rope I’ll be set free
In a cold dark hole is where they’ll bury me
There’s a one-eyed bird on a high line pole
There’s a one-eyed bird on a high line pole
It follows me around wherever I go
There’s a one-eyed bird on a high line pole
It follows me around wherever I go...
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Nothin' All Day
04:06
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5am and the rain won't stop
I'm gonna think about nothin' all day
I need to sleep, but on second thought
I'm gonna think about nothin' all day
Newspaper said that the war's still on
I'm gonna think about nothin' all day
I'll just leave it to the Pentagon
I'm gonna think about nothin' all day
I'm gonna think about Nothin' All Day
And while away some time
It don't matter what the people say
I know the sun will shine
Tomorrow I'll see it in a different way
But for now I'm thinkin' about Nothin' All Day
Bank man said that the money's all gone
I'm gonna think about nothin' all day
Preacher man told me I'm doing wrong
I'm gonna think about nothin' all day
My friends all tell me that I've lost my mind
cause I'm gonna think about nothin' all dau
24 hours and I'll be fine
But, I'm gonna think about nothin' all day
I'm gonna think about Nothin' All Day
And while away some time
It don't matter what the people say
I know the sun will shine
Tomorrow I'll see it in a different way
But for now I'm thinkin' about Nothin' All Day
Please don’t think that I don’t care
But I’m just barely hangin’ on
So much bad news everywhere
The world won’t miss me while I’m gone
I'm gonna think about Nothin' All Day
And while away some time
It don't matter what the people say
I know the sun will shine
Tomorrow I'll see it in a different way
But for now I'm thinkin' about Nothin' All Day
Tomorrow I'll see it in a different way
But for now I'm thinkin' about Nothin' All Day
And for now you're thinkin' about Nothin' All Day
So for now let's think about Nothin' All Day
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Pleasureville
05:01
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There's a blind man in the graveyard
with a shovel in his hand
Some folks they claim that he's the devil
Others say he's just a man
He runs the still down by the river
and the whorehouse on the hill
And if his whiskey doesn't kill you
Those women surely will
Pretty girl sits in the window
She got that sympathetic stare
She'll lead a thirsty man to water
Then leave him drownin' there
Across the street they got a bottle
that can take away the pain
But once you reach the bottom
You may never stand again
In Pleasureville
Stand in Pleasureville
In the road there stands a gambler
Burnin' hundred dollar bills
He says "it ain't about the money
No, it's all about the thrills"
There's a man that looks like Elvis
Sellin' one way tickets out
But those tracks are old and rusted
And the engine's broken down
In Pleasureville
Broke down in Pleasureville
Graveyard man says not to worry
"What you need's a resting place"
Then you start to choke and struggle
As the dirt falls on your face
As the people throw the roses
And the preacher shouts amen
That ole devil moves on to another
Starts it all over again
In Pleasureville
Again in Pleasureville
In Pleasureville
Downtown Pleasureville
There's a blind man in the graveyard
with a shovel in his hand
Some folks they claim that he's the devil...
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Ghosts
04:28
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I come from a long line of deceivers
Angry, foul-mouthed unbelievers
I come from a long line abusers
Fiery-tempered, deluded make-believers
They'd rather take up the bottle than take up the plow
Never could get it right anyhow
I come from a long line of schemers
Charlatan, charismatic beguilers
I come from a long line of dreamers
Romantic starry-eyed underachievers
They're quick to tease and eager to please
But they'll always leave you on your knees
I don't mean to scare you, but I don't give a damn
Take me or leave me, this is who I am
I come from a long line of heartache
I'll try to stay but I know it won't take
And while my love comes on strong
I'm afraid it won't last very long, 'cause
I'm quick to tease and eager to please
But I'll always leave you, I'll always leave you
I'll always leave you on your knees
I come from a long line of deceivers
Angry, foul-mouthed unbelievers
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Just For a Change
03:47
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One of these days, I’m gonna change
One of these days, I’m gonna change
Try something different
Try something new
Just for a change
Just for a change
Won’t be long now, till I break these chains
Won’t be long now, till I break these chains
There’s nothin’ to stop me
There’s nothin’ to fear
I’ll break these chains
I’ll break these chains
Just like a river that flows to the sea
I’ll be let loose and forever be free
Never the man that I was before
Closing the door on the past and what’s more...
I’ll break these chains
I’ll break these chains
One of these days, I’m gonna change
One of these days, I’m gonna change
There’ll be no surrender
There’ll be no retreat
Cause I’m gonne change
Yeah, I’m gonna change
Just for a change
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7. |
You Know What I Like
03:39
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Coffee, just one cream
Quiet place for you to dream
First big storm of spring
You’ll be on that front porch swing
Whistle of a train
A good book when it rains
Pair of worn in boots
Lazy Sunday barbecue
Everything’s just right
You know what I like
Small downtown cafe
Breakfast any time of day
Campfires in the night
Smell of embers burning bright
Everything’s just right
You know what I like
Troubles come and go, just like storms out on the sea
You always seem to know, just what it is I really need
Night sky full of stars
Just like candles in the dark
Fiddle music in the air
Doesn’t matter when or where
Everything's just right
You know what I like
You know what I like
You know what I like
Coffee, just one cream
Quiet place for you to dream
First big storm of spring
You’ll be on that front porch swing
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Help Me Be Good
04:55
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He woke up on Sunday and made one last mark on the wall
The last time he lived as a free man, he couldn't recall
Since then it's been nothin' but dodging these big iron doors
Tryin' to stay out of trouble and settlin' scores
They gave him some old clothes and said "don't you ever come back"
The rest of his life and a Bible tucked into a sack
Twenty one years to forget all the things that he'd done
He walked through the front gate his face turned up into the sun... and he said...
Help me to be just a little less angry and misunderstood
I don't wanna waste my whole life sayin'..."you know that I would if I could"
Give me the strength Lord, to do all the things that I should
I guess what I'm sayin'... is help me be good
The day that they took him away she was too young to know
why a man that she wanted to stay said he still had to go
In the years that have past pain and anger have come home to live
in the place of a man who just didn't have nothin' to give
She thought to herself more than once "he can go straight to hell"
Then a voice from the front room said "Momma can I get the bell?"
Twenty one long years of thinkin' 'bout what might have been
She turned to her son and said go let your grandaddy in... and she said...
Help me to be just a little less angry and misunderstood
I don't wanna waste my whole life sayin'..."you know that I would if I could"
Give me the strength Lord, to do all the things that I should
I guess what I'm sayin'... is help me be good
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Home
05:19
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Fire burnin’ down on highway 89
Near the Squaw Creek Bridge
I could see those flames and smell the awful smoke
Comin’ up the ridge
Stopped the car, got out and made my way on down
Not knowin’ what I’d find
First a scarf, some jeans, then the body of a girl
She’d been shot then burned alive
And as I struggled with the smell of gasoline
I wondered who it was could do this kind of thing
Home
Should be a place of tender lovin’ care
Not a den of pain and fear
Her momma was a Cross to bear
Cardboard coffin layin’ in a little field
Just off Martis Creek Lake
Sinking feeling as I walked along the shore
Another mystery of fate
She was curled up in some blankets all alone
Wasn’t hardly nothin’ left
She’d been beat, hog tied stuck in the closet of her room
Three days later, she starved to death
As I staggered at the thought of what I’d seen
I wondered who it was could do this kind of thing
Home
Should be a place of tender lovin’ care
Not a den of pain and fear
Her momma was a Cross to bear
They were sisters, livin’ with a curse
Just tryin’ to stay alive
She killed the first in 1984
The next in ‘85
Home
Should be a place of tender lovin’ care
Not a den of pain and fear
Her momma was a Cross to bear
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Antietam Creek
04:56
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Down this old dirt road the air is cold, and I’ve been known to
Wander on from town to town and all around these hollers and these hills
Wander on these hollers and these hills
I keep to myself, but I can’t help if sometimes I just
Find my way from time to time, back to the line, where all that blood was spilled
Find my way to where my blood was spilled
Antietam Creek it bleeds x 2
It’s been sixty years since all those fears exploded and the
Young men came from miles around, to this ground where everything would change
We all came and everything, it changed
In September ‘62, the grey, the blue collided over
Miller’s handsome field of corn, and lives were torn down in the bloody lane
Our lives were torn down in that bloody lane
Antietam Creek it bleeds x 2
With the battle all around, I hit the ground and suddenly
the world went quiet in my mind, I tried to find a place to catch my breath
I couldn’t find a place to catch my breath
Over by a split rail fence, the consequence cut through me
like a bolt of lightning through the sky, and there I died, cut down before my time
There I died, cut down before my time
Antietam Creek it bleeds x 2
Down this old dirt road the air is cold, and I’ve been known to
Wander on from town to town and all around these hollers and these hills
Wander on these hollers and these hills
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Summer rain is in the air
Summer rain is in the air
Autumn nights won't be the same
Summer rain is in the air
Suit of clothes across the bed
Suit of clothes across the bed
A tie the color of a rose
Suit of clothes across the bed
Don't look down when you go
Don't look down when you go
Turn your head back around
Don't look down when you go
There's a hole in the ground
There's a hole in the ground
Everybody knows
There's a hole in the ground
Length of pine out in the field
Length of pine out in the field
Long black cars all in a line
Length of pine out in the field
Don't look down when you go
Don't look down when you go
Turn your head back around
Don't look down when you go
There's a road up in the sky
There's a road up in the sky
Straight ahead and made of gold
There's a road up in the sky
Don't look down when you go
Don't look down when you go
Turn your head back around
Don't look down when you go
Turn your head back around
Don't look down when you go
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12. |
Sweetest Waste of Time
03:46
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If you don't see me, caught in your wire
If you don't hear me, outside your door
If all this waiting, just leaves me wanting
You still would be, the sweetest waste of time
If I could learn
The ways of your mind
If I could burn
A hole in your cold heart
Every time,
I called your name
If you don't need me, when you get lonely
If you don't want me, to call your own
If all this hoping, just leaves me hurting
You still would be the sweetest waste of time
If you could find
A way through the dark
If you could shine
A light on my cold heart
Every time,
I lost my way
If you don't see me, caught in your wire
If you don't hear me, outside your door
If all this wanting, just leaves me waiting
You still would be the sweetest waste of time
You still would be the sweetest waste of time
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