1. |
You'll Always Be
04:42
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well the first time I saw heaven
you stood in my doorway
scent of gardenia and lily
by your voice I was led
to a forest of cherry
when you laid down beside me
so softly you did say
well you’ll always be
my baby
my baby
my baby yeah
well you’ll always be my baby
my baby
my love
well you sure got a funny
sense of forever
always did end with the summer
I awoke in a bed
that’s as a wide as a river
and a voice in my head
so softly did say
you’ll always be my baby
my baby
my baby yeah
youll always be my baby
my baby
my love
well six seasons I have weathered
since you stood in my doorway
now you’re stinking of blood and hard liquor
and you’ve come for a favour
for your sorry side to cover
and you’ve still got the nerve to softly do say
you owe this to me my baby
my baby
my baby yeah
you owe this to me my baby
my baby
my love
now i don’t need no tailor
to sew this suit together
your yarn is a worn out old tether
but you better burn down that collar
because you’ll be going out to pasture
i’ll be counting the bounty
and softly i will say
you owe this to me my baby
my baby
my baby
you owe this to me my baby
my baby
my love
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2. |
Suddenly in Waterdown
04:15
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i am lazaurus jones
skin like molasses
seventh generation
a long line a' bad asses
bootlegger with a trunkful of cocaine
and rose-colored glasses
i'm standin by the ocean
where my life begins
i could carry this weight
i could throw it in
do the easy thing
safe inside my head
sleep in trouble's bed
cigarettes and rocket launchers
give leonard cohen his crack cocaine
minding my soul and takin care of business
last night i wrote a song i'll never sing...
181 kilometers south of the mexican border
salsupuedes is a rock... and i'm just a ship under the water
and this girl sleepin on the beach
well she might be my daughter...
i'm standin by the ocean
where my life begins
i could carry this weight
i could throw it in
do the easy thing
safe inside my head
i will sleep in trouble's bed
sleep in trouble's bed
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3. |
Mantra
03:23
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corner of hess and king,
i'm thinking 'bout getting my face pierced again,
i'm wearing a two dollar coat.
i know it's been three thousand
four hundred twenty-seven days
since i sang a sober note.
i need a cup of coffee, i need another beer,
i need this super-model to get me out of here.
hey yeah...
4:30 in the morning,
i'm drunk and i'm driving home.
i got every green light from
queen street to wellington.
i need a cup of coffee, i need another beer,
i need this tattooed devil
to get me out of here.
hey yeah,
hey yeah...
bruise under the skin,
something gives again...
by the murderous light of morning,
my hands look like my fathers'.
i need my medication,
i need another beer,
i need this voodoo bullshit
to get me out of here.
hey yeah,
hey yeah,
hey yeah...
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4. |
What Will Be Done
03:25
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5. |
I'm So High
03:19
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i'm lyin in the bed we made
and thinking of a hundred stupid things
that i could say
for every look in my direction
i take two steps away
can't leave the house without my keys
i put them underneath my bed
to get me on my knees
and in a minute i'll climb down there
say a prayer, let me go
don't let anybody tell me
i'm not supposed to know
how to fly
i'm so high
i'm floating high above my head
and i've forgotton all the brilliant things i might have said
and if i trust myself, i'll take my own advice
close my eyes, let me go
don't let anybody tell me
i'm not supposed to know
how to fly
i'm so high
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6. |
Long Way Home
03:47
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drivin' below sea level and i don't care if you smoke
i'm steering with my knee, a beer in my left hand,
the other up your coat.
i'll probably go out on some stupid, dark, slippery dutch road...
woke up on the wrong side of the world, with a lesbian folk singe
yeah, i'm hurtin' but that's o.k., i got my pain killers
so much broken glass and blood on my guitar...
i'm livin' like a cowboy tonight in amsterdam
i'm way ahead of schedule, but i forgot the master plan
maybe you could leave the front light on
i'm takin' the long way home.
another gig, another bar, another tattooed waitress
she likes my voice, she like my face, i like the fact she's wasted
and she don't mean no harm...
i'm livin' like a cowboy tonight in amsterdam....
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7. |
Mary's Prayer
03:11
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everything is wonderful
being here is heavenly
every single day she says
everything is free
used to be so careless
as if i couldn’t care less
what i wouldn’t give to be
when i was mary’s prayer
suddenly the heavens roll
suddenly the rain came down
suddenly was washed away
the mary that I knew
so if you find somebody you keep
think of me and celebrate
i made such a big mistake
when i was mary’s prayer
blessed is the one who shares
your power and your beauty mary
blessed is the millionaire
who shares your wedding day
so if you find somebody you keep
think of me and celebrate
i made such a big mistake
when i was mary’s prayer
if you want the fruit to fall
you have to give the tree a shake
if you shake the tree too hard
the bough is gonna break
if I can reach the top of the tree
mary will you pull me up there
what i wouldn’t give to be
i was mary’s prayer
what i wouldn’t give to be
when i was mary’s prayer
did i have to make this face
i was mary’s prayer
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8. |
Whisper
04:46
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9. |
Brown Haired Angel
02:59
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10. |
Kevin Was My Cousin
05:00
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kevin was my cousin... he was 22 my mother's little brother's son
killed last night in clarksville him and three girls
never hurt no one
shot down in cold blood for two hundred dollars
that's fifty dollars a life
that's four young people from four good families
four thousand mor tears to cry
there are some things won't be forgiven
there is some blood will not wash away
there's a shadow on the living
it will not go away
give me a room and the boy that pulled the trigger
four empty hands - mine
and his
just me and my anger - him and his ignorance
and we will see just how tough he is
there are some things won't be forgiven
there is some blood will not wash away
there's a shadow on the living it will not go away
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11. |
Shadow of You
02:44
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Rob Lamothe Ontario
The Toronto Star says I am ‘a mercurial artist who slides effortlessly from rustic roots music to soulful country pop to full-blown rock balladry’. Works for me!
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