1. |
Aubergine
03:39
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Aubergine
*Oh Aubergine, do you know what you mean?
Do you know what you mean to me, my Aubergine.
There’s an Elephant in the room, but he don’t know what to do.
It seems he lost his shoes.
He’s drinking olive juice, but it doesn’t come from you,
He’s broken down, He’ll come around, but what’s the use.
**
He’d just like to forget, all those things He said.
And go right on loving you.
But it hasn’t happened yet, and I’m willing to bet,
It’s not something he can choose.
Bridge:} {
Do you know, what you mean?
***
He needs a lot of help so he can help himself.
He wonders how this got confused.
If you could just reach out and forgive all this doubt,
He’d love to make it up to you.
} {
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2. |
In Twain
04:28
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TWAIN
Johnny was a good man, when he was around
But we’ve all got our demons, and he let his shoot him down.
She told him that she’d leave him if he couldn’t stop this trend.
And that Marked the beginning of the end.
It was hard to leave him, since he was away.
So against her better judgment, she resolved to stay.
And it’s there that she waits today.
In a mind that wanders, love can’t play it’s part.
But of all the ways he rambled, it wasn’t just his heart.
No, something was amiss, inside his restless head.
And a trail of broken hearts he led…
*When you split in Twain, your conscience can remain.
When it comes to pain, we all try to refrain,
Feelings, they wax and they wane. Let them fade away.
Be it night or be it day and come back to me.
Come back to me…
It was those very demons who had their final say,
For crimes of love high treason, he would have to pay.
Still beyond redemption those broken hearts remained,
They still loved him just the same.
**
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3. |
Last Rodeo
04:13
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Last Rodeo
A long, long time ago, way back before you were born.
The time was tough, and the people they would,
Roll into your town and steal whatever they could.
It made it hard, to live off the fat of the land,
Or to hold on to someone else’s hand.
*This aint my first rodeo.
It all went dark, and I was falling down.
Then you came, and you turned my horse around.
You drove us back, back from the ledge.
I couldn’t thank you, all I said was:
**Babe this aint my first rodeo,
You know, I’ve been here since long before
And I’ll be here long after you go.
With a broken heart and an empty Lasso
This aint my first rodeo!
I’ve been a little bit wreck less, without your guiding hand.
I’ve done some things that even I don’t understand.
I don’t expect you’ll make this whole ride through
But you know where I’m at in case you do!
***Babe this aint my first Rodeo.
I’ve been here since long ago,
And I’ll be here long after you go
With a broken heart and an empty lasso.
Babe this aint my first rodeo!
This aint my last rodeo!
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4. |
Lately
04:09
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LATELY
You put your trust in me, you put your trust in your country.
You put your trust in to money, you put your trust in GOD.
*Where has that got you lately? X4
I don’t mean to take you lightly, maybe this is just more about me…
Here’s a crystal ball, see what you want to see. See the snow fall, aint it pretty?
*Aint it pretty, pretty? X4
So what if i’m not what you expect, do you think it’ll cause a train-wreck?
Or could you go on, go on, living with a reject?
*Where have I got you lately? X4
So what if i’m not what you expect, do you think it’ll cause a train-wreck?
Or could you go on, go on, living with a reject?
Living with a reject!
*Where have I got you lately? X4
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5. |
Peace Lovin' Man
04:09
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PEACE LOVING MAN
OH MY BOY MY ONLY PRIDE AND JOY, I CANNOT WAIT.
TO SEE YOU GROW INTO THE MAN I KNOW, IS WAITING TO TAKE YOUR PLACE.
AND TO MY WIFE; THE LOVE OF ALL MY LIFE, I OWE AN APOLOGY
FOR I’LL NOT STAY TO SEE THE DAY OF OUR LEGACY.
*FOR I’VE GOT A GOOD HEAD ON MY SHOULDERS, THOUGH NOT VERY LONG WILL IT BE.
I FANCIED MYSELF A PEACE LOVING MAN BUT SOME WOULD DISAGREE,
FOR THERE’S A CHINK IN MY ARMOUR, PLAIN FOR ALL TO SEE,
I FANCIED MYSELF A PEACE LOVING MAN BUT THE DRINK GOT THE BETTER OF ME.
FOR THIS THING THAT IVE DONE I STAND TO BE HUNG SET BY ROYAL DECREE.
OF THE MAN THAT I KILLED, IT SADDENS ME STILL, MY BEST TO HIS FAMILY.
AND NOW I’LL GIVE THANKS, A DIFFERENCE IT MAKES TO SAY MY FINAL PEACE.
KNOW THAT I’VE LOVED BEFORE I AM SHOVED BEYOND THE LIVING’S REACH.
*
OH MY BOY MY ONLY PRIDE AND JOY, I CANNOT WAIT.
FROM THIS DAY, I’LL BE GONE AWAY, I GO TO MEET MY FATE.
I LEAVE YOU BEHIND BEFORE MY TIME, PLEASE DO AS YOUR MOTHER SAYS.
I HOPE THAT YOU CAN BE A PEACE LOVING MAN, OR SUFFER THE CONSEQUENCE…
*
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6. |
Life of Risk
05:11
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Life of Risk
On a boat out at sea,
There is a man he looks a lot like me,
His coarse hands, gripping tight,
He’s at the mercy of the wind & the tide.
Back home on the farm,
His wife and kids are safe from harm.
A little bit hungry, a little bit cold,
She wants her man to have and to hold.
*They chose the life of risk,
they made their choice, now they're stuck with it.
They've got no money, or a plan.
Just the loving of a woman who followed her man!
Hey baby, it's time to go.
Way up north where the cold winds blow.
I've got a cabin, I've got a job
If you're willing won't you come along?
After a while, they settled in,
'Till it was time to go back again.
Oh darling, please don't go.
Don't you know I need you so.
*They chose the life of risk,
They made their choice, now they're stuck with it.
They've got no money, or a plan.
Just the loving of a woman who followed her man!
They made money, hand over fist,
There was danger, put his life at risk.
Dreaming of his life back home,
And the woman he loved, all alone…
When he returned, he heard the news;
He's gonna be a dad in a month or two.
This caught him unawares,
But you know he didn't care 'cause;
**They chose the life of risk,
They made their choice, now they're stuck with it.
They've got no money, or a plan.
Just the loving of a woman a child and their man!
The loving of a woman a child and their man!
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7. |
Tumbleweed
04:24
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Tumbleweed
I’m a real Johnny Appleseed, Roaming round footloose and fancy-free,
This is life out on the road, it’s get up and go, when the wind blows,
*Tumbleweed aint got shit on me…
Rolling down highway 101, I got my little brother Hunter riding in the shotgun,
Waking up cold in the middle of the night, waiting for the warmth of daylight.
*
My grass-roots wont keep me down, Looking for another solid piece of ground.
Someplace I can call my own, sometime when all my seeds have sown.
*
They say time flies when you’re having fun, well it disappears when you’re on the run.
I’m taking the high road there, and it won’t be long till I’ve taken to air.
*
Hey pretty baby, what’s your name? Does it really matter, is it all the same?
Come morning tide I’ll be headed out of here, and you won’t remember me within a year.
So what’s the point of looking if we’ll never see, whether you and I were ever meant to be.
*…Babe, can’t you see, I was born Free
And Tumbleweed aint got shit on me!
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8. |
Make it Alright
04:01
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Make it alright
I took a job in my old hometown to get a leg up,
I’m workin’ overtime cuz the times are tough.
I don’t know anymore how to make that dough,
But I’m trying every day just to make it pay.
Things will start looking up if you hang in long enough,
This is what I have to say, just to make it through my day.
Through my day, through my day, through my day….
*Make it alright, I’ll make it alright.
I’ll make it alright, I’ll make it alright.
I never dreaded coming home until the times got tough,
Now there’s a buzzing in my ear ‘cuz she gives me guff,
“I don’t know you any more, you make my life a bore.
You’re on the job or you roam but you’re never coming home. “
I do every thing I can but I’m feeling stuck,
I tried and I tried but it’s never enough!
Never enough, never enough…
**
{SOLO}
Now I’m starting to feel like giving up.
And she’s acting like I’ve been living it up!
I tell her how I love her so as I’m running through the door,
“You love me, yes, I know, I don’t love you anymore!”
I do everything I can but I’m feeling stuck,
I tried and I tried but it’s never enough.
Never enough, never enough…
**
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9. |
Overflow
05:49
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Overflow
While bathing in the streaming rain, she cried until her tears became less lonely, less lonely.
And all the puddles on that dirt road, they filled and filled, they overflowed, overflow.
All the trees bent to their knees, they forgave the whistling wind and breeze,
Because they were moved she swayed, but nothing they could do or say
Would have helped to change her mind, or otherwise to persuade,
The longing in her heart, to go away.
Chorus*
What's she thinking now?
You know, I know somehow,
She is thinking of me,
I've got to believe.
And I don't have any doubt. [X2] No Doubt.
He came like winter after fall, the frostbit ground was after all,
The change from summers agony, that brought about the change she needs.
On the calm crisp air of morn, he called to her like a baby born.
She thought her mind was playing tricks, and so his loving cry was dismissed.
Until he came so close she felt, his warmth so hot her ice did melt,
With his hands he broke that spell, and a wish returned, from the well.
Chorus*
[Repeat first Verse/Chorus]
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10. |
End of My Road
04:40
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End of My Road
*Travelling, travelling on,
leaving behind the things that are gone![x2]
Drinking and smoking are all that I know.
The easy road leaves me with room to grow.
I stick out my thumb and the wind does blow,
Colder and colder to and fro…
My job and my girl are all that I see,
Good food every night, a warm bed for me.
She holds out her finger and then she agrees,
She now wears a ring worth 2.5 G’s.
**
I grew me a beard, but now it’s turned grey.
I’d Rogain it back but the color wont stay.
My wife and my kids have all gone away.
They left me the cat not neutered or spayed.
**
Bridge} {
When life gives you lemons, just mix up a drink,
And if it’s got alcohol you don’t have to think,
You forget all the good times, forget all the bad,
Forget all those memories you knew you once had.
When life gives you lemons just look to the moon,
It doesn’t matter if you’re the knife or the spoon.
Nothing, the good, the bad, you choose.
How you end up is all up to you.
I’m old and I’m fat without any regrets,
I sit here with the cat in my faded sweats.
Tired and grumpy, at least I’m not wet.
This nursing home leant me a Styrofoam bed.
Drinking and smoking are all that I know,
Lonely and wandering with no place to go.
I stick out my thumb and the wind does blow.
Colder and colder… Colder and colder…
To the end of my road.
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11. |
Golden Egg
06:01
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Golden Egg
I find I’m looking for a thing to brace myself.
Something that’s mine, that I can clutch, without help.
I search for possibilities in my mind.
And watch helpless as they slide by.
“What do you want to do when you grow up?”
I want to cry.
What do you want to do when you’re old enough?”
“Eat ten pieces of gum at once.” I lie…
See I have dreams the same as anyone else,
Strange dreams that I keep to myself.
I’m your lost sock, a clover out the patch.
A swan apart from the flock, ugly only if I hatch….
There’s so many beautiful fish in the sea,
How the Fuck will I find the right one for me.
Supposing I do, supposing I may,
What’s to stop me from making fish fillets?
*There’s two hands, two ways,
Too wise to wait. Too long, too late
Too long… too late…
Everything’s the same as everything else,
If I could only perceive that, I wouldn’t need
So much help!...
**
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