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Ain't It Just Like This World (2002)
Ain't it just like this world to tell you about a love you'll never know
Ain't it just like a girl to tell you about the world she wants to grow
She says stop your cryin' babe
I don't want you
To think I'll stay when I might leave
Well if you told me straight up then I wouldn't have to rush you
Out in this wide world to grieve.
For eight long years the wind has beckoned to your word
For eight long years these words of mine you've never heard
And the words they bend towards war
While you're hiding
And pull the covers down over your head
Well it's time you face the truth of the things that you gave birth to
Sleep soundly in your bed.
In my dreams she tossed and turned at the thought of seeing eye to eye
From the window thinking of her as the acid rain fell from the sky
It's a memory to haunt me
To my grave, dear
When I heard her say that I'm to blame
For not speaking up when I was feeling all her love
And she might have felt the same.
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Drink A Little Swallow
04:23
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Drink A Little Swallow
Way down in the woods of Alabama lived an old man with a still
Through the night in the pale moonlight, his moonshine was the talk of the hills
Many a man has met his end with a bottle in his hand
But when a girl learns the liquor's ways, then a shadow falls across the land.
Chorus 1:
Drink a little swallow my little darling
Drink a little swallow my dear.
I'll trade a pint for your love tonight, just tell no-one that you were here.
"Oh moonshiner," she said amoured, "in love let's drink a dram."
"Oh Pamela, give me your love, and I will give thee my hand."
Love it burned like liquor's fire, but Pamela is not here.
Sitting alone by an icy fire, for the child she carries gives her no cheer
Chorus 1
"Oh moonshiner, your promise dear, forget not what you said."
"Oh Pamela, my bottle tastes much better than your love ever did."
In anguished tears to her father she ran and they heard the raven's caw
Her father ran to the sheriff telling of this liquor made against the law.
Chorus 2:
Drink a little swallow my little darling
Drink a little swallow my dear.
Ain't such a drink in the Tennessee hills, as far as I can hear.
The moonshiner in lateness saw the harm his love had done
Circled outside his cabin home was the sheriff and her father with guns
"Oh moonshiner, remember this, for my father will not stand
For you to offer your firey drink to a helpless maiden's hand."
Chorus 1
"Oh Pamela, how could you tell, when you drank of your own free will?
You shall never be my bride, and you must die if I shall go to jail."
This her father could not accept and he shot the young man down
His dying words to young Pamela cursed the liquor that made him drown.
Chorus 1
Chorus 2
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Living In A Hole
03:32
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Living In A Hole 22 August 2007
Well since my baby walked out on me
I wanna crawl right in a hole and cry
It seems like life would be so much easier
If I just crawled right in a hole and died
Well I'm not saying that I wish it never happened or I wish I never met you or anything like that but
Sometimes I feel my luck has just run out.
If I called you up I don't know what I'd say
Except I'm living in a hole and crying
Well the phone don't work down here anyway
And I'm living in a hole and dying
Since you're up there and I'm down here it don't make much sense to try and be near you
And good gosh, my luck has sure run out.
I can see the sun shining up above
But I can't get out to breathe the fresh air
Well just cover me up with that old grey dirt
Unless you wanna help me outta here.
I'm afraid I might not get out of here alive
Cause I'm living in a hole and crying
If I don't tell my folks that I sure tried
I'm living in a hole and dying
Well I'll bless your lucky stars with my last breath
And I'd bless my lucky stars if I had any left but
Good lord, I'm sure my luck's run out.
Well I see the moon shining up above
But I can't get out to breathe no fresh air
Well just cover me up with that old grey dirt
Cause you aren't gonna help me outta here.
So I'll just sit around here and pray for better weather
While I'm living in a hole and crying
Cause I miss those times when we were together
Now I'm living in a hole and dying
Well I'll bless your lucky stars with my last breath
And I'd bless my lucky stars if I had any left but
Good god, My luck has just run out.
Good god, My luck has just run out.
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Love's Not Near (Some Say Things Best With Letters) (1999)
Clouds hang low o'er a tortured soul
No rest on earth this day
And all for love did this heart break
For love it could not say
R: Some say things best with letters
Some whisper to the ears
But I'll never write nor speak these things
Because my love's not near
Thunder groans as if the lord
Bewailed his sweetheart's sin
But rain holds back the ground is wet
With tears that have soaked in
R:
Then I doubt and start to ask
If God does feel no shame
Are people on the earth to love and
Lose and suffer pain
R:
As I drift slowly asleep
With a distant hope, tomorrow
I remember my own true love's sweet face
Then close my eyes in sorrow
R:
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Never Never Let You Go
02:22
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Never Never Let You Go (Fall 1998)
Well I will never ever ever ever ever ever leave you darling
Well I will never ever ever ever ever ever leave you girl
Well if I ever ever ever ever ever did a somethin' like that, oh my
Well, I guess I guess I guess I guess I guess I deserve to die.
solo
Well if you ever ever ever ever ever wonder how I'm doing
If you ever ever ever ever ever decide you care
Well you know you know you know you know you know just where I'll be, oh my
I'll be a singin' singin' singin' singin' singin' on your doorstep
solo
Verse 1
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We Think That We Know What We Say
I thought that I knew, what love means
I thought that I knew, what is a dream
I thought that I knew, but it appears, I've a lot more learning to do.
Have you ever looked inside yourself?
Looked at your stars, with your ego on a shelf?
I thought I had seen, but the things that I saw were a dream.
Reality is a veil
Rip it asunder, take revolution by the tail.
You thought you were living, then you woke up
You thought I was silent, then I spoke up
We think that we know what we say, but we're fooled into thinking that way
In time I may see why the world gets me down upon my knees.
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the Truth in Everything (is an End to Everything)
What do you do, when the one you love's not true?
What do you do, when she says "We're through"?
What do you do? It's the lonesome road for you.
What do you do? A new day for you.
What do you say, hearing nothing by the light of day,
and the darkened night of endless sight,
for you only, and you have the right,
to turn your back and Love.
Start again. Let's just be friends.
Start again. Never gonna end.
What do you do, when the words you hear remind her of you
And the things she said, you did not do.
A simple question poised, but where's the truth.
The truth in life, the truth in mind, the truth in everything you love?
Everything you love
Everything you love
Everything you love
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To Fly
02:12
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To hold your hand in mine,
And when we walk, my feet aren't on the ground.
To hear your voice in my ear,
And when we touch, put your hand in mine, my dear.
Then we'll watch some birds,
And drink some tea,
For who can tell,
Who we might be,
Then just then I remember what it's like, to fly.....
Your mind strikes me as kind,
You have an ear, for the whisperings of pines,
Next to every end there is a start,
Inside a breast, there beats a heart.
Then we'll walk,
Hearing only my feet,
For you walk on grass,
And I on concrete,
Then just then I remember what it's like, to fly....
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Bliss
02:39
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Bliss (1999)
No human judgement, no jury above
Can fathom the depth of our sweet love
No slighted word, no harsh blow
Can sever me from the love I know
That whether it rains or snows or shines
You're the only thing I can call mine
Some crave liquor, some a quick kiss
But I crave nothing when I've got such bliss
Some want the high life, some want gold
But I've got a sweet-heart that's mine to hold
And love to break down concrete walls
It's the sweetest thing when my name you call
I'm gonna get me a ticket, gonna get the airfare
To see that girl so proud and fair
This job's for suckers, I'll get a new start
When I roll back into town with my sweet-heart
You know sometimes it's lonely here
So come on back, so we can be near
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