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California Bound
04:30
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Will I find my home, on this lonesome road
Or be shipwrecked on the shoreline
To the land of my mother, I will walk with my head high
Just to see her smilin’ face again
Well weary are the troubles of those who live too long
In the arms of bitter solitude
So I’m Giving up my things and the place I did reside
For a breath of air that I ain’t found
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Well I’m scared of this unknowin’ feelin in my bones
But I never did care for wrong or right
So let the sun shine on the mainline to help me find my way
And know, its just somethin’ I need to do
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Well my friends they might miss me, this much I know is true
And they’re more than any man could want
So may God in his heaven look down upon these fields
And be sure that the land serves them well
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Well I’m scared of this unknowin’ feelin in my bones
But I never did care for wrong or right
So let the sun shine on the mainline to help me find my way
And know, its just somethin’ I need to do
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Well I’m bound for California out from the eastern shore
And my path is troublesome and far
So may word of my travels find you all so well
And know that Ill see you all again
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Waterside
02:54
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I’ll choke the night and I’ll hold the rain
A few more hours till you come back to me
Secured in paths of the burned and blackened bone
I’ve kept my vices in a tomb of stone
The streets decay neath the winter’s frozen plain
My plight is yours alone to hold
Was I the one who cast a broken stone
I’ll walk with you as the north wind folds
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and if the dark has breached the gap
I’ll meet you by the waterside
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In my silence I will burn the curtains guard
Its been draped upon my tunneled sight
I’ll wear my scars in the songs that I sing
To guide you back on home to me
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and if the dark has breached the gap
I’ll meet you by the waterside
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If my arms should fail to keep me afloat
I will dive down and grip the earth
I will dig a hole through the molten sands of time
To find my way back home to you
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and if the dark has breached the gap
I’ll meet you by the waterside
If the dark has breached the gap
I’ll meet you by the waterside
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Black Fog Blues
04:27
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Well I woke up in the morning lord, Black Crow on my bed
Well I woke up in the morning lord, Black Crow on my bed
And I tried to shoo him out lord, but he was watchin me instead
He came a creepin’ through the window, silent as I slept
He came a creepin’ through the window, silent as I slept
Shackles round my neck lord. Oh as my baby wept
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Now I’m ramblin’ down that road
Poor boy got no home
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Well he showed me down to the river, pennies on my eyes
Well he showed me down to the river, pennies on my eyes
And it nearly broke my back lord, when I seen that black fog rise
He took me walkin’ on a tight rope, made of blood and bone
He took me walkin’ on a tight rope, made of blood and bone
And he tried to lay my body down, neath that cold gray stone
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Now I’m ramblin’ down that road
Poor boy got no home
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In the cold gray dawnin lord my mind was well made up
In the cold gray dawnin lord my mind was well made up
That black crow won’t bury me, you’ll have to come for me instead
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Recompense
04:08
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3000 miles from the home that I once knew
And I’m feelin like the railroad man
Who ain’t seen his family for many a lonesome day
But somehow I know I’ve just begun
The canyons I hear in the coldest hours of night
But cold ain’t so cold in the west
And the ghost of the rain blows a hard and dusty wind
‘Cross thirsty fields to meet me on the stone
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Oh I feel the compass of age
And I see the things I can’t believe
And I wont say I’m alone here, but I’m wishin for my home
Someplace back east through the fallen snow
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The mallet I have pounded on roads I’ve walked along
Grows weary with the sentiments of loss
And the words that I have found, have begun to turn around
To leave me to sit in wild wonder
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Oh I feel the compass of age
And I see the things I can’t believe
And I wont say I’m alone here, but I’m wishin for my home
Someplace back east through the fallen snow
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Some place in the distance a lone dog is cryin’ out
And it echoes through my ears to chain my mind
To days that I have spent in a mournful recompense
Blind to all the time that I was wasting
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Oh I feel the compass of age
And I see the things I can’t believe
And I wont say I’m alone here, but I’m wishin for my home
Someplace back east through the fallen snow
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Tonight
02:54
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I wanna rise tonight, from the fields and the corn in the pale moonlight
I wanna break free, from the shackles of my family and the bad memories
In my father’s eyes, I see the trouble of a man who saw too damn much
I don’t wanna feel old, but reminders of the fall have strickened my mind
I wanna leave tonight, but the shadow of a doubt has crippled my legs
I wanna fall asleep, but the medicine only seems to speed my heart
In my darkened times, I see the error of my ways and I know I’m gonna change
I don’t wanna be scared, but the snake in the grass is starin’ at me
I wanna feel tonight, the pleasure and the pain of impossible sight
I wanna tempt fate, and the ignorance of all who would die for the fool
In my ageless fight, I bear the burden of the memory of a motherless child
I don’t wanna leave yet, but my poisonous blood is stirring my bones
I wanna burn it down, but the hope of revolt has replenished my wells
I wanna raise the flag, but disbelief in the cross has broken my arms
In my righteous mind, I know my mother was a saint but not to their god
I don’t wanna die alone, but how can I relate to the merchants at bay
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Loops & Bells
02:26
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I feel you here
Serpentine smile
Your ghostly laugh
And beady eyes
Why won’t you leave
Leave me alone
Medical spell
Just quiet your bells
I know your smell
I know it well
Words fall in shame
On sheets of stone
I know your smell
I know it well
Your echoes spite
In mournful cries
In waves of joy
In guilded lies
I feel you here
Serpentine smile
Your ghostly laugh
And beady eyes
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In Waiting
01:13
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Well she sailed on a ship of tarnished gold
With flames from stern to bow
With the flake of taste and the whip of fools
She’s pulled my eyes to the floor
In the eyes of mornin’ my darling wept
She’s gone in the way that she’d run
From the dead of the night with a twist of fate
To the streets of solid silver
Wrapped in the warmth of eiderdown
She jerked from her sleep without breathing
And she said “my love, its time go”
As the bronze of the fall was in waiting
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Jacob Row
04:58
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On the shores of the alimony and all that’s dead and gone
Through the thickest fog I’d ever seen, my first child was born
His names was Jacob Row, for the ship his daddy did sail
And I didn’t recognize the bars on which his freedom jailed
Well he was just a baby in November of ‘73
In the bitterness of abandon I did watch his conscience flee
And he gasped on through the evening of many a midnight mud
With a fire they had not seen before just risin in his blood
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They sang “Hail hail and row Jacob Row”
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Well he became a mariner out on the lonesome sea
And he conquered many an army leaving only misery
To every land he traveled and every land he sold
But he traded in his blessings for a pocked full of gold
The men would sing his praises and the ladies screamed his name
“Jacob Row the Mariner the man who’s half insane”
And he came to a fortune teller who told him of his fate
How his body would be taken and his soul they would forsake
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But they sang “Hail hail and row Jacob Row”
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One night Jacob Row came to a gambling town
And he bragged of all his fortunes to all who were around
And he met many a damsel and he drank from many a cup
But with a decadent sip of madness you know Jacob’s game was up
And they dragged his body down to the cold and lonesome sea
Some say his selfish spirit still walks in eternity
And on the shores of the alimony and all that’s dead and gone
Through the thickest fog I’d ever seen Jacob’s child was born
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They sang “Hail hail the son of Jacob Row”
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The Loyal Housewife
04:35
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I’m called the loyal housewife, a virtue to be told
I pace the floors most every night and day
My husband went away to leave my boys and I alone
With raging fire and military rag
Well times were hard when we first met, just tryin’ to make ends meet
We had one child and one more on the way
They promised him his union dues to take the field and fight
Our first born child still cryin’ in the night
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Government man oh government man where can my baby be
It’s been six long years since he last said to me
I’ll take your for my bride to be to love eternally
I swear by God I won’t leave you alone
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His daddy was a coalminer, his daddy just the same
But there ain’t no minin work in troubled times
In fear that he had shamed his name, he up and moved away
Only to lay his daddy in the ground
So he took a job in Louisiana, a peasant for his pay
He worked when winters freeze bit to his bones
And even so he barely made enough to scrape on by
So he traded in his spade for enemy fire
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Government man oh government man where can my baby be
It’s been six long years since he last said to me
I’ll take your for my bride to be to love eternally
I swear by God I won’t leave you alone
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He left one early mornin’ I watched the taillights fade
I knew our lives would never be the same
He sealed inside and envelope our wedding photograph
The only way I can recall his smile
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Government man oh government man where can my baby be
It’s been six long years since he last said to me
I’ll take your for my bride to be to love eternally
I swear by God I wont leave you alone
I swear by God I wont leave you alone
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10. |
The Best Laid Plans
03:58
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Well I awoke in the morning to the wind in the trees
On a southbound train that blew away the breeze
And I’ve been away so long that I forgot my name
And every town that I see they look to be all the same
On the beaten down path of the dustiest rover
I found the footsteps of our fathers that have been washed over
And I’m longin’ for a day gone by
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So don’t say nothing bout the best laid plans
I got the blues so heavy lord that I can’t stand
Mama I’m coming back home to you
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Well the streetlights have changed now from green to red
And the people at a stand-still like a cold stone bed
Everybody’s leaving but we’re here all the same
Just talking bout the past in a coat of rain
The rain drops an anchor that pins me to the floor
And the steel hits the earth but doesn’t move anymore
And the whimper is on the dusty field
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So don’t say nothing bout the best laid plans
I got the blues so heavy lord that I can’t stand
Mama I’m coming back home to you
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So now I’m headed back to the down where I was born
I’m gonna catch the falling rain until the hours of mornin’
My spine may buckle my body may break
From all the things that I’ve forgotten but cannot forsake
If I break down in Kentucky I’ll meet you just the same
So just wait another minute ‘cause I’m not to blame
And mama I’m comin’ back home to you
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So don’t say nothing bout the best laid plans
I got the blues so heavy lord that I can’t stand
Mama I’m coming back home to you
So don’t say nothing bout the best laid plans
I got the blues so heavy lord that I can’t stand
Mama I’m coming back home to you
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Lonesome
03:33
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When you met me I was desperate and cold
I was a cast away from nothing much at all
You took me in and gave me all you ever had
And I couldn’t understand the kindness that you showed
I felt a dead man resting on my broken limbs
And I couldn’t recognize the tears I wiped away
Your hands were subject to the circumstance we found
They danced in the spaces that I had long ignored
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Now I ain’t lonesome anymore
With you waiting by my side
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I learned to listen when there was nothing yet to say
I’d already spoken like fools I’d set on fire
Your words were broken strings that snapped upon my door
And I bled my sadness into your open arms
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Now I ain’t lonesome anymore
With you waiting by my side
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Fallen wings of failure were fruit upon your vine
But we cannot have them and no we won’t this time
You fought the madness that was rapping at your gate
To live in the silence of all that you’d create
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Now I ain’t lonesome anymore
With you waiting by my side
Now I ain’t lonesome anymore
With you waiting by my side
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Amber-Jean
02:12
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Well I’m turnin on the radio somewhere on the left coast
Riding out to see my girl to rock and roll and dance all night
Dancing to the rhythm and blues
‘Cause the night gets cold so baby pull me close to you
Then I heard a moaning sound started looking for a town
The motor’s overheating and there ain’t another soul around
Oh in this damned “Tex” town
Well I gotta get my girl and turn the joint upside down
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Amber-Jean my pretty Amber-Jean
With your clear blue eyes and your legs lookin’ long and lean
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I got my smokestack lightning temperature rising
A gasoline machine and another nod to Maybellene
Ugly babe as it seems
‘Cause when the motor cools off you know that I’m a runnin’ for you
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Amber-Jean my pretty Amber-Jean
With your clear blue eyes and your legs lookin’ long and lean
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Engine block ridin hot don’t know when its gonna stop
I pour the water on the hood baby so it’s understood
I need those mad cat rhythm and blues
So I push it to the floor and I’m burnin back home to you
So I push it to the floor and I’m burnin back home to you
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Well the sun is comin up on over the hill
And I believe I’ve had enough, yes I’ve had my fill
You see I’ve been up all night and worked my hands to bleed
Just to turn over that soil and lay down that feed
You know the wintertime is comin’ and I hope that you’ll keep warm
‘Cause it’s a chilly wind that blows out on this morning
You see I’m doing my best but its give and its not take
And I swear that if I could I’d give us that break
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I wish that you would mourn me none
‘Cause Ill be back on home when the day’s work is done
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I remember when we met I was a young man still
And the beauty that you were leaning on that sill
I told you I was lost and looking for the road
You had the kind of smile that can’t be bought nor sold
You took me inside and we talked all night
Of the virtues of the men who refused to fight
You promised to stay home and I took this job
You see the boys don’t come back after going so far
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I wish that you would mourn me none
‘Cause I’ll be back on home when the day’s work is done
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You know the mind gets hazy in the early morning hours
‘Cause a man can get crazy when his heart goes sour
But I try to think right and I try to stand tall
But I don’t know why mama you’d need me at all
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So I wish that you would mourn me none
‘Cause I’ll be back on home when the day’s work is done
I say I’ll be back home when the day’s work’s done
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14. |
We'll Meet Again
03:40
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Well the eloquence of words has all but shattered my last nerve
As I am wasted in my dance of deception
Indecision is a term that will always seem to burn
Through the winds of trial and broken ideas aging
As guilt will guide the priest to the fable of a feast
I am sinking into holy thoughts of leavin’
And to ask where I belong has long been written in the song
I cannot change the words I’ve chosen to be screeching
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And so I’ll keep my eyes on the white line
And I’ll reap the spoils of what I’ve sewn
Yeah I’ll keep my eyes on the white line
And I’ll breathe and walk with you another day
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On a dark and empty street I will be carried by the beat
Of all the men who have lived and died before me
Leaving homes we come from far just to hide our battle scars
Of the loves we’ve known to which we’ll be returning
Like evangelists of old trading money for their souls
I will tell the tale of all I am perceiving
And I’ll strum for all the days that I have battled through the haze
And my tongue it will be raging
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And so I’ll keep my eyes on the white line
And I’ll reap the spoils of what I’ve sewn
Yeah I’ll keep my eyes on the white line
And I’ll breathe and walk with you another day
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With a vision in the night of a young man in his fright
I will face the part of me from which I’m racing
And so I will keep the crutch of all the times that we have touched
Just to stray from fears of growing old
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And so I’ll keep my eyes on the white line
And I’ll reap the spoils of what I’ve sewn
Yeah I’ll keep my eyes on the white line
And I’ll breathe and walk with you another day
And so I’ll keep my eyes on the white line
And I’ll reap the spoils of what I’ve sewn
Yeah I’ll keep my eyes on the white line
And I’ll breathe and walk with you another day
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15. |
Field Song
04:38
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I met a blind man who walked in the shadows
He’d poke and he’d prod until the night would fall lame
On the pallet of justice he’d wave his black pen
Saying “Night holds no meaning for me”
I met a young child stillborn in the meadow
Screaming “How can I live in a world full of blame”
As urgency fell through her words like a hammer
Her troubles too many to name
Now the son of the daughter of the preacher’s white robe
Was shouting that only the night would complain
On the robe there was stitching from the hangman’s white hood
Among the seams of ageless difference
The blackbird of virtue stands patiently near
Among silently sweeping soft soldiers of song
Songs of the railroad and songs of the fields
To be passed to their children at daybreak
Now the lawbook of death holds no deals of mercy
No questions of truth or of doors not to open
And the princess of tremble can shake as she may
But shaking cannot buy your freedom
It was then that I knew that the world held some mercy
For truth in pursuit of the goodness of time
So I spoke my words softly to the child in the meadow
“the aim of your life is of living”
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Michael Mazochi Los Angeles, California
Started folky, got rocky, then digitized.
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