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A Day Without The Rose
04:51
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Well it’s a broken lullaby and a day without the rose
On the passenger side of a van you left behind
And I wish that you were standin’ in your famous actor’s mask
Hiding all your tears in a post-war masquerade
Cos I’d turn the falling rain to wine in a promise I cant keep
In a silent shouting match with fate Id wish my words away
We’d crack the window open wide and have a breath outside
But only when we recognize how much of us has died
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So set the sails for Mexico, we’ll make our new homes there
We’ll sit around and sing and tell our tales of western skies
And let us speak no more of all our modern tragedies
What’s lost is lost, we’re rollin’ on…
We’re Roll, We’re Rollin on
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Well coffee stains our sleep in a bed that goes unmade
My thoughts they search for vacancies in the hotel of the priest
But there is no salvation in a land so torn in strife
We only look behind so as to recognize the knife
Like shoeless men on frozen streets all searching for a home
We see what others speak they fear, so wicked and alone
All temporary captives in the cage of iron law
With geographic memories in cracks along the walls
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So set the sails for Mexico, we’ll make our new homes there
We’ll sit around and sing and tell our tales of western skies
And let us speak no more of all our modern tragedies
What’s lost is lost, we’re rollin’ on…
We’re Roll, We’re Rollin on
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We could be the ones to turn all of our days to night now
We’ll Dance and take only what we want to from this life
And I know, you’re hopeful of something more than truth
But let’s forget that now, say lets forget that now, say lets forget that now
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So set the sails for Mexico, we’ll make our new homes there
We’ll sit around and sing and tell our tales of western skies
And let us speak no more of all our modern tragedies
What’s lost is lost, we’re rollin’ on…
We’re Roll, We’re Rollin on
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The Ballad Of Cold Tom
04:30
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Snow is falling on rooftops
On the mountainside
This my friend is where my tale begins
On a dark December morning
The Winter of ‘45
This is where I got the name Cold Tom
I was out collecting firewood
For my wife and my children
When I heard a noise just break on through the wire
A girl she was a screamin’
In the mountain stream below me
I burst into a run and I began to pray
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I said please lord don’t let me down
I said please lord don’t let me down
Don’t let me down don’t let me down
At least not today
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When I reached the freezing waters
My eyes they fell in sorrow
She screamed “My lovers quarrel has put me here”
And in a fate worse than Hellfire
The man he was upon me
He struck me right before I could turn to see
And on the banks where I was laying
My legs were torn and broken
The man he turned around and he drove away
And as I lay there watching
I saw her disappear
Into the darkened waters right beside me
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I said please lord don’t let me down
I said please lord don’t let me down
Don’t let me down don’t let me down
At least not today
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The town was most suspicious
Of a man who lay there watching
My injuries seemed proof enough for blame
The trial was in the morning
The whole damned down was there
I sat on the stand and I watched my lover cry
And as I plead truth most sincerely
The man was in the crowd
And with a guilty verdict he let him out a smile
You see he left no tracks behind him
As the devil never does
It was there that I got the name Cold Tom
It was there that I got the name Cold Tom
Yeah, it was there that I got the name Cold Tom
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Fast Johnny
03:49
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There was a shadow down on the darkest part of town
The night that Fast Johnny shot a poor man down
All from miles around the whole town had come to see
The bleedin’ kid called Johnny in his misery
And the blood and the dirt in his veins let out a cold hard scream
He was down on his luck and he hopped into his truck and fled the scene
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He was just a boy 19 years old
Yeah his Daddy kicked him out for burnin’ in his soul
He ain’t got no job, no place to rest his bones
He had a 50-cent piece that he took out in a loan
He’s playin’ guitar with the guns and the drugs that he could steal
He’s an American fool with the cops on the trail of his boots
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Late on a Friday Johnny rolled down the street
Looking like a half-dead hound-dog in heat
And a man did recognize the scar on his head
The cops were brought in they shot Johnny down dead
Nobody came to hear a word that he moaned on the ground
Yeah his Daddy was the only man who even heard a sound
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Johnny is gone, the only words you hear
Is “It’s a safer place to sleep and you can breath the air”
Johnny finally found his place in the stars
He was buried with his chain and a beat up old guitar
He left a note off to his dad that said “Id love to meet again”
By the light of the moon they laid Johnny in his grave
By the light of the moon they laid Johnny in his grave
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4. |
On Coming Home
03:45
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I’m gonna ride on the Rio Grande
I’m gonna sail on a ship of fools
And when they find me, my pockets empty
I’ll be coming home
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I’m gonna drink all the rum and whiskey
I’m gonna smoke, till my lungs are dry
And all the women they may not want me
So I’ll be coming home
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And If I lose my way, Ill find it soon enough
If I lose my way, Ill find it soon enough
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I’m gonna gamble with the highest rollers
I’m gonna bluff this whole damn town
And on a Riverboat on the Rio Grande
I’ll be coming home
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And if I lose my way, Ill find it soon enough
If I lose my way, Ill find it soon enough
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If you don’t see me, please don’t be worried
Like any sparrow, I need to sing
I can assure you, watch the endless skyway
I’ll be coming home
I can assure you, watch the endless skyway
I’ll be coming home
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Jesse
02:57
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Jesse runs a restaurant on the other side of town
She works her fingers to the bone to keep her kids around
She don’t go out dancing but she pays her bills on time
When she’s home she’s cookin’ meals like poets rippin’ rhyme
Her Grandson laughs and she cant even help but to crack a smile
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Harry’s sellin’ houses to all the working class
An honest man who makes his wage in a job that doesn’t last
He don’t own no car, but he ain’t goin’ nowhere
Ever since he lost the war he don’t really care
But his wife spins the table she knows his soul and he’s doin fine
Cos life don’t slow and broken hearts all beat in time
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Linda’s teaching children, with a love that doesn’t die
Every child is like her own with a mind that’s made of fire
Her health it has been fading, but she don’t turn away
She loves her family with all she’s got until her dying day
A hero as true as any that you’d hear in a song
Cos life don’t slow and broken hearts all meet in time
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A man is in the corner, smoke whirls round his head
An empty space is next to him where Linda laid her head
In a world full of laughter, and buckets full of rain
He can’t seem to quench his thirst and cut the iron chains
But life don’t slow and broken hearts are free in time
No life don’t slow and broken hearts are free in time
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6. |
Ain't No Train
01:22
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Suitcase lyin’ by the side of the road
They say there ain’t no train that can take him home
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Suitcase lyin’ by the side of the road
They say there ain’t no train that can take him home
Suitcase lyin’ by the side of the road
They say there ain’t no train that can take him home
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Sweet Maria
03:44
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Well there was a day when I would let my heart just break
There was a time I feared to be alone
But those days are just a shadow of the man I’ve become
So down the open road I am bound
Well darlin’ it is not that I don’t care at all
You know it really hurts to see you go
But I can only give so much before I’m gone
So tell me when I’m back would you let me in, please let me in
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Senorita, Sweet Maria, Spanish Rose, On down the road, Down the road
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In dreams deferred a raisin dried up in the song
In a life denied not so long ago
But a ramblin’ man wont even stick around that long
He recognizes when it’s time to go, and its time to go
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Senorita, Sweet Maria, Spanish Rose, On down the road, Down the road
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So where I’m bound I can not say at all
No lookin’ back at towns I’ve left behind
Cos the highway is a fantasy of hopes and dreams
Maybe someday we’ll meet on down the line, down the line
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Senorita, Sweet Maria, Spanish Rose, On down the road, Down the road
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Golden Cross
03:07
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Strung up upon a golden cross
The stars all burn the night
The widow of eternity
She feels her place it has been lost
Upon the ship of time
I see her weather broken eyes
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The night is long and I fear your heart is breaking
And I’m so scared of losing you
I’ve got my song, but it won’t save me from this
And I know you’re leaving soon
Then you’re gone
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I know that is just a cry
She is the Pagan child
She walks the land, she is the sky
And long before this burning night
When rivers ran so wild
I could not foresee a friend like you
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The night is long and I fear your heart is breaking
And I’m so scared of losing you
I’ve got my song, but it wont save me from this
And I know you’re leaving soon
Then you’re gone
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Rains will come, and wash away the fires
To cleanse the damage that was done
Beautiful child, rest your head tonight
Sleep will help you find your home
Sleep will help you find your home
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River
02:49
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Well I’m back, or is it time to leave
Well she said, “You’re learnin’ real fast my boy.
Oh you know, the bottle is a man’s best friend,
But I’ll never tell you when you are wrong.”
Well I’ve cried, a thousand lonely nights
And I’ve stood, at the end of a dead-end street
But I wont, succumb to all this greed
That echoes in the eyes of the pinstriped suits
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If this is the pill then I’ll swallow it down
I’ll get my water from the underground
If this is the pill then I’ll swallow it down
The rivers all dried up for now
Dried up for now
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Well I know, you were my only friend
But you’ve turned, so sour like all the rest
And I guess, I just expected more
Than the same excuse I’ve heard a thousand times before
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If this is the pill then I’ll swallow it down
I’ll get my water from the underground
If this is the pill then I’ll swallow it down
The rivers all dried up for now
For now
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Well I know, where bitterness grows
In your heart, unless you learn to let it go
And children, are screamin in the streets
They’re hungry and sad, but its all part of a plan I don’t see
It’s all part of a plan I don’t see
It’s all part of a plan I don’t see I don’t see I don’t see I don’t see
It’s all part of a plan I don’t see
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A Soldier's Call
05:17
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Oh in the night, when I’m alone
I feel these shadows calling me home
As I lie weeping, with time at my back
I feel my eyes close and turn to black
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Leave my grave empty, as a soldiers call
May I die standing, and buried where I fall
My body hollow, for my soul has fled
Before darkest nights, skies turn to red
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May life grow from me
Lord let my spirit free
Forgive these wrongs I’ve done
Lord let my spirit free
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The gallows tremble, of lives denied
From the destruction, while leaders hide
This land downtrodden, and covered with blood
A Soldiers memory, drowning in the mud
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A poverty will soon reach us all
Like all empires we too must fall
We become soldiers, with our souls of war
In this war of man, We will leave no more
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May life grow from me
Lord let my spirit free
Forgive these wrongs I’ve done
Lord let my spirit free
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Oh in the night, when I’m alone
I feel these shadows calling me home
As I lie weeping, with time at my back
I feel my eyes close and turn to black
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11. |
The Water's Edge
05:54
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Well the traveling gypsie voodoo show has cursed the land to claim the water’s gold
And the priests all held a benefit to raise the funds and trade for borrowed time
The beggar held a stolen sign while pointing out the water’s poisoned soul
Well the hole is dark and filled with sins of all the things my daddy’s done
The liberties he threw away now haunt their dreams with suffocating screams
Neath broken skies the prophet speaks of golden children cryin’ alone
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And in the eye of the storm, you find a place to go alone
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The priests were shouting politics and Marxist slogans buried years before
Staring at the beggars face it’s hard to see a thing but need for food
Society unequalled in the scope of crippled crutch and who owns who
The singers sing apocalyptic tales and preach that the end is near
Darwin’s speaking praise to those who line their pockets with the stolen gold
While pacifists will sleep alone on city walls and keep a watchful eye
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And in the eye of the storm, you find a place to go alone
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Lawyers judges congressmen are running to the scene to keep the peace
Between the warring parties who can only see themselves
Even poets break their backs to see exactly what was done
The doctors vomit enigmatic diagnoses but never offer cures
The nurse is hurling medicine at priests and gypsies through the firing squad
Never noticing that all their chemicals wont change the human form
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And in the eye of the storm, you find a place to go alone
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The teachers sell their students short to slave-ships just to keep their pension plans
Security is screaming in the face of all the wars to come
Teaching in their acting role manipulating innocence they’ve lost
Didn’t know my baby was leavin’ for the water’s edge
It’s a long black hole and the bottom is made of gold
Her silhouettes now hanging like the fog before and old familiar storm
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And in the eye of the storm, you find a place to go alone
And in the eye of the storm, you find a place to go alone
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12. |
The English Poet
04:52
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His hollow sigh, in grains of sand
Strings are stretching from his hands
Singing songs no one can hear
A poet’s song, where willows grow
On reels of time where no one knows
The disappointed angel weeps
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Songs of light, and we are cold
Dark as night, in tales of old
Transcending time’s refrain
We are ground, and we are smoke
Rough as wire, and light as air
Transcending time’s refrain
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Michael Mazochi Los Angeles, California
Started folky, got rocky, then digitized.
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