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Banjo Song #6
02:14
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When 'forever' is a word that you invent
And its meaning is lost in your eyes and prayers
And tomorrow is no longer very far off
And your childhood is forced off a cliff.
The decisions made at this point in my life
Have already been made for years
To postpone and prolong the inevitable
Is to worry yourself through groans and fears
Passing on the knowledge we hold to others
Our sentience acquires meaning
Our sentience acquires meaning
Losing innocence to society's pride
The capitalists win again.
The capitalists win again.
The third world reverts to ancient lessons
Preserving itself against the outside
Protecting itself by numbers
Humans hunt their food
Let commercials satiate their void!
Losing innocence to society's pride
The capitalists win again.
The capitalists win again.
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3. |
What Will I Do?
02:04
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What will I do
What will I do
You keep your heart locked up and
Baby it's a shame
At times I think it's open
This voice inside keeps hopin'
You'll come around
Sweetie then we'll get on down
What will I do
What will I do
I heard your best friend say
I'm not one to be true
And thoughts of love and kissin'
Who says you shouldn't listen
Just listen to your heart
'Cause that's the only way to start
Darlin' how could I deceive you
When you mean the world to me
You say I don't believe you
But what lock has got no key
What will I do
What will I do
Love spins me once again
I'm lost inside a dream
When your sweet voice reminds me
Of all that true love can be
And your bright smile shines through
Then baby it's all you.
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Oh brother dear brother
Pray toss me a stone
Oh brother come play at ball
I am too little
I am too young
Oh brother pray let me alone
Oh brother pray let me alone
Oh brother dear brother
Your knife is so keen
Oh brother you've wounded me sore
I am too little
I am too young
Oh brother pray let me alone
Oh brother pray let me alone
Oh bury me brother
Oh bury me deep
My bible book place at my head
And when I am buried
Please place me a rose
A rose that will bloom out in red
A rose that will bloom out in red
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5. |
Call Me Babe
01:49
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Chorus:
Call Me Babe, Call me my darling
You don't come near I can't stop my bawling
Call Me Babe, Call me my darling
Call....
God knows how long it's been since you've called me up
And I'm wondering what's up
Did you really think that I would follow you or fall?
But you didn't call at all.
Chorus:
The telephone is there for you anytime of day
In blue sky or in grey
Seven numbers, maybe more, but it's not hard to do
I know 'cause I called you.
Chorus:
Well who knows how long it's been since you've called me up
And I feel like giving up
I don't think you really know how much your voice could do
Soothe my love for you.
Chours:
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Little birdy, little birdy
Oh where was you hatched?
Away down in a swamp
In a little holly bush.
Chorus:
O gen-a-day and gen-a-way
No time to stay oh diddle-ay
Little birdy, little birdy
What do you eat?
White bread and cow's milk
And a little sweet meat.
Chorus:
Little birdy, little birdy
What did you do then?
I was give to a lady
What lives in the glen.
Chorus:
Little birdy, little birdy
What did you do there?
I watched my mistress,
Your own lady fair.
Chorus:
Little birdy, little birdy
What did you see?
Your mistress making free
With men, one, two, three.
Chorus:
Little birdy, little birdy
You lie, and you lie
I couldn't lie more than
You lie if I try.
Chorus:
Little birdy, little birdy
Where shall I go?
Go home to shoot your mistress
For doing you so low.
Chorus:
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7. |
Betsy's Song
03:11
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Betsy's Song (2003)
A Cold Cold Shoulder and a colder glance
Do you think I'll ask you for another dance
Alright, I'm gone
I've stayed just a little too long.
Long. Long as your hair falls down
Strong. Is how I feel when you are near.
And the question ain't really when or where
The question is, baby, well do you care
for me, Ooo-wee
How the pain can feel so sweet to me
R: And it's pain I feel as night draws down
A curtain of forgetfulness
And the time I spent on dreaming stopped
The minute I came down to you
Well the truth is hard and the sorrow cuts deep
It seems a long long way to my next leap
Of faith, Do you
Know just what I'll do to you
To me. A prison of my own making.
My heart's desire. Reflected in your fickle eyes.
R: No more to cry oh mortal soul
No moaning and crying deep in the pines
Cause here I am and there you are
It ain't such a stretch for me to take your hand but...
Your Cold Cold Shoulder and a colder glance
Do you think I'll ask you for another dance
Alright, I'm gone
I've stayed just a little too long.
R: No more to cry oh mortal soul
No moaning and crying deep in the pines
Cause here I am and there you are
It ain't such a stretch for me to take your hand but...
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8. |
Nothing My Darling
03:13
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Even now my darling, I am nothing
Even now my girl, I'm not here
I am frozen, even in the dawn of Spring.
Your icy blossom
It lends no comfort to my
Stone mind,
My lonely mind.
Even now my darling, I am nothing
I hold to the Winter as if it were my life
Darling, I never lie about things I'm not sure were really there
In a wild dark grave, I wait
In a wild dark grave, I wait.
Even now my darling, I am nothing.
I am nothing.
Even now, my heart lies frozen in your Spring.
Silent as the smitten Persians
In the green of Spring
Ages ago, darling do you remember?
Don't you know that the icicles hang from the shade of my heart
In my heart
In my heart
Even now my darling, I am nothing
In my heart
Nothing
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9. |
Shakespeare's Not Dead
03:33
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Shakespeare's Not Dead
I saw him the other day!
He took one look at me, boy, then he said to scram
He said get yourself a playboy, son, if you wanna be a man
You know you lack those writing tips I had long years ago
You better get your meaning clear, yeah you better be sure that
Shakespeare's Not Dead
I saw him the other day!
When old wicked Exton had King Richard by the throat
He said "I've got to kill you now, I've come from Bolingbroke."
But Bolingbroke had already washed his hands of the blood deed
King Richard's death sure sounds a lot like Jesus Christ to me,
because
Shakespeare's Not Dead
I saw him the other day!
Shakespeare and Elizabeth had the whole world in their hands
Spreading plays and setting stage all throughout the land
Shakespeare said "Boy write a song, just write one that is free."
"If you want to know why I'm still alive, well don't you look for me."
Shakespeare's Not Dead
I saw him the other day!
Watch Romeo and Juliet on fuckin' NBC
Their forced cries and modern lies don't mean a thing to me
They took their poison 'cause they thought that all the world's a stage
Shakespeare said "Hey little boy, good luck if you think that will change."
Shakespeare's Not Dead
I saw him the other day!
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10. |
Something Fierce
02:34
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A well-a hell-a hell-a
Lonliness begins in the teenage years
And in your twenties you learn to fear
As the diabolical-divine becomes clear
The race is on, or don't you hear?
Don't you hear? Well you just don't listen
It's something fierce you must be missin'
Something Fierce
Book on through them burning tears
Something Fierce
Now girl you're gonna make me mad
With my trusting heart you take all I have
If that's the way it's gotta be
Then I guess you just don't fuckin' see.
Don't you see? Well you just ain't wishin'
Wish for something fierce and baby we'll be listening
Something Fierce
That old devil's got a puzzle that you can't pierce
Something Fierce
Well darling if you wanna play
It's a shame that you just don't say.
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Love's Not Near (Some Say Things Best With Letters) (1999)
Clouds hang low o'er a tortured soul F# - Em
No rest on earth this day F# - Bb - B
And all for love did this heart break Am - Em - Bb
For love it could not say B - walk down - Em
R: Some say things best with letters Dm - Em
Some whisper to the ears G - C - D
But I'll never write nor speak these things Am - Em - Bb
Because my love's not near B - walk down - Em
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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12. |
Separate Ways II
03:35
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Been in this town three long months
Know all the bars, breakfast and lunch
I got no girl to call my own
Ain't got no car, ain't got no home
So you see, I'm leaving this town
Packing my bags, I'm gonna travel around
We get no pension for our fears
We cannot forget all these years
I sure won't work for rent and water
I'll just move on to wilder waters
I'll swim with those that call Earth a home
And I'll go, where I want to go
When you hear a voice call, it's time to move
There's only one thing you can do
That's turn your back on a love that's gone
And then you'll find another one.
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13. |
Telemarketing Scam
02:16
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It's just a telemarketing scam
It's just a telemarketing scam
Well I'm gonna tell you man to man
It's just a telemarketing scam
When they call you on the phone
They wanna know about your home
How many kids you got?
Have you got a job?
Did you pay your taxes on time?
They come straight from the politicians
With their law books right in hand
And if you don't watch out
They'll write your name down
You'll be blacklisted throughout the land
You'll be blacklisted throughout the land
It's just a telemarketing scam
It's just a telemarketing scam
Well I'm gonna tell you man to man
It's just a telemarketing scam
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This operation:
Waiting for a time to see
The situation:
Killing animals for meat
Are you free for a good time
We'll take the life of the real swine
The unfamiliar
Driving us to break apart
The real solution:
Communication can't be lost
Turn your back and you'll be mine
Just walk away, it'll be fine
The powermonger
Waiting for a chance to take
The only future [?]
The perfect world is now at stake
Are you free for a good time
We'll take the life of the real swine
You'll be wondering what this is about
You'll be wondering what this is about
The policeman asks you:
"Are you carrying anything?
I'll search and bind you
You don't know the simplest thing."
Turn your back and you'll be mine
Just walk away, it'll be fine
Are you free for a good time
We'll take the life of the real swine
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15. |
Number Ninety-seven
04:20
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Number 97
People killing people in Africa
Cities killing forests in Southeast Asia
You see your world through eyes rented by media
You've got your whole world centered on your TV screen
Globalize an effort to concert standards
Then wipe away the cultures to some one language
If God wants sin then we build militiamen
If God wants war then he calls the president
Number Ninety Seven
Kennedy inherits his royal fief of land
Along with all his serfs and bullies and hitmen
Return to feudal society this century
Well did you really think it all just goes away?
Choose a major, get a wife, ain't that a life?
Lock your doors, turn out the lights and pack your knife
Electric opium will surely pass the time
If you need something more then no-one understands
Number Ninety-Seven
On weekdays science pays and then on Sundays
With Buddha Christ we'll get lost in the mystery
So what a fuckin' mystery you knew all along
But you never really change, ain't that a mystery?
Nineteen sixty-seven had begun the dream
But it's gone so much further, can't you fuckin' see?
And it ain't apocalyptic fever or the aliens
It's just me and how I remember this fuckin' world.
Number Ninety-Seven
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16. |
Banjo Song #7
01:43
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Fistful of Flowers
02:01
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Listen pretty baby
To the song I sing
Do you want to wear my ring?
I've got a fistful of flowers
I've been saving all day for you
Take my hand sweet darling and I'll prove that my heart is true.
First time that I saw you
You looked so darn mean
I said "Now baby, why oh why?"
She said "That's just what's green."
I had a fistful of flowers
And I gave them all to you.
And green was all that's left when the petals all fell off for love for you.
Listen pretty baby
I had a real long day
Now mind your business, baby
Now please get the hell away.
I've got a fistful of flowers
I've been saving all day for you
Now I feel a heartache coming and there ain't nothing you can do.
Pretty little pretty little pretty little pretty little baby.
You know I never lie.
If I could, I'd jump on time, and find the way we were,
Not bottled up inside.
Listen pretty baby
Your time is gonna come.
Camping out in the starlit night
Is gonna drive our love on home
Honey yeah well I heard life is a game of baseball
And I wanna hit one for you.
If the umpire calls me foul, then I've sure got a fistful or two.
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You're always reading into things
You're always reading into things
You're always reading into things
You're always reading into things
It's only a situation
Don't need no extra-sensory perception
Coincidences make me cross
Reading into things like you're the boss
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19. |
Never Never Let You Go
02:42
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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
break out
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Love Must Find Another Way (Summer 2001)
I whispered in your ear Em
I could love you for years C - D - G
The wedding date was planned Em
But you didn't give me your hand C - D - G
Was it that you got cold feet G - D
Or something you don't tell C - Cm
Tell me love that I may know Em
For I must live through hell C - D - G
For years it's been so true
Living here with you
Now the torment in my heart
Speaks the truth that we must part
I saw the house and thought of you
As I went down the road
An empty house of broken dreams
But my love still echoes
Churchbells did not ring
So children cannot sing
What else can I say
Love will find another way
And if by chance you wish to meet me
Farther down the road
I wish you luck for you must brave
The darkness that I know
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21. |
Coke Machine
01:41
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Do you have another cigarette?
To hold me until the morning time
Do you have something I can shoot?
Some gin or some old moonshine.
Something to speed my heart
But when it's out you come crashing down.
Have you ever had a job like mine
When you make about eighty dollars and a dime?
Do you ever not give a shit
When tomorrow shows no sign of it?
Maybe should've paid those bills
Maybe gonna have my thrills.
When you get that unanswerable need
There is only one way to be sure.
It's closer than a phone call away
The coke machine is right next door.
Took my last fifty cents,
So I kicked that fuckin' coke machine.
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22. |
See This Path My Friend
03:40
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The sun shines down on you, my friend.
So don't think that life is over, friend.
You see, if one of us saw,
If for example me,
You must know the way,
To find the simple way my friend.
The road that's less travelled by, my friend.
You'll see, it pays off.
It pays off, a thousand times fold.
But remember, my friend
You can't always depend
So think within yourself
What is important to you.
Then you'll know the truth.
Truth.
In the city dark and drab with stones
Rocking to the gentle beats, their homes
All put together in their homes.
They're all put together
No space in between.
So plan yourself around your city.
Find what you and it like to do.
You'll see, my friend, that it is me
And you
That travel together, we must do.
We must do, yes we must
We must do, yes we must
We must do, yes we must.
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23. |
Trondheim Song
02:33
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In the land of long winter nights
The ladies instinctively push through the snow
Bells from the village are heard from afar
And rejoice in the fruits of their conquest.
I build my home in the forest deep
The trees clothed in ice and the bears hibernate
Drink some tea dear, we must not rest our eyes
Til the springtime will bring us good fortune.
Chorus:
Oh, how the wind blows
Oh, rain and snow
Oh, take to the village and find us some laughter and good wine.
I will take your hand, dear, and will stay by your side
You will take my hand, dear, and we'll not go snowblind
Good cheer and wine are the fruits of the victory
Had by the king in his season.
Many songs were sung about the men who had died.
Much life was lost at the edge of their knives.
But now we are free and spend winter with stories,
With kinship and laughter and fireside.
Chorus:
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24. |
the Woodsman
03:14
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Out through the dark deep
Tree growing cliff steep
Lived a man with axe and
Well he knew it well
He peddled wood downstream
To the city gates
In shapes and figures made he his bread
They yearned all he had said.
Out in the concrete
Wall scaling steel streets
Lived a man with pen and paper
So he wrote
He wrote of things he knew not
In the city gates
What read he wrote and what he wrote he read
To life he wrote instead.
Upriver travelled he
He who on concrete
Slept away the time unaware
A mirror there he saw
Running through a leaf
The patterns of a man he never knew...
...wise beyond all truth.
You will find the tree, love, a semblance of the free.
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25. |
There Is Something There
01:20
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26. |
Elizabeth
01:20
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Elizabeth, dear Elizabeth
Was I traitor in your violence?
Did the Texas love drift west as the German's did east?
I rejoiced in my freedom,
You wept for your understanding.
I weep for my karma.
Remember the playground,
Do you remember the moment?
.......
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27. |
Clavichord Song
02:07
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Her smile told virtue what to mean,
And graced herself, the brightest sheen
An angel she, could well have been
If not so real when seen by men
Her golden locks, around her draped
A curtain hiding thoughts, her nape.
A column of ivory pure and thin
Her body slender, ever, then....
She sang a song, about the wind
About herself it seemed to him
And every note, so pure a song
He stood there for god knows how, long
But ere she saw him, eyes so wide
She turned around and with great stride.
She disappeared, to his dismay
And then she smiled, 'Another Day.'
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Alabama Always Catches Up With Me (2003)
When you call, the time's just never right
Woke me up in the middle of the night
And I wish I knew what's going through your head
Laying in my bed and thinking how
Alabama catches up with me
It's a shame how miles can come between
The two of us were fortunate to be
Where we were at the time that I had to leave
Darling don't you grieve or sigh
In the Alabama night
Your stormy heart just had to strike a good man down
Now you wake up from the dreamy life you knew
Whoever said the stars weren't made to shine on you and me
Whoever said time and space's a mystery?
So in the end, we'll have to wait and see
If the springtime of our love will ever be
Where you stand with me is so hard to be said
Laying in my bed and thinking
Well hell I should be drinking
Tell me why should stinking
Alabama always have to catch up with me
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29. |
Wait A Minute
02:37
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Wait a minute....
I want you to go answer the doorway
I can't be waiting here the whole day
And if you've got anything to say
Then say it.
Cause I won't be caught living out that lie again.
Stay a minute....
I have got a bill for you to pay
I need the money, do what you may
I did not say that I was afraid
Then say it.
Cause I won't be caught living out that lie again.
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30. |
We Kill Our Own Language
03:48
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The tongues that your fathers have spoken
For ages long
Are being undone by the English tongue
Why's that wrong?
When you hear the same thing over and and over
And you wish the words were new
Well diversity's there, but it won't be for long
When the English tongue comes through
And we kill our own language.
The colonial hand of a mighty Europe
Tamed the heathens with their cross
Then they cut out the tongues of the subjected peoples
To make them realize what they lost
Not just the deaths of those who died in the wars
But the death of a way of life
To end something as slowly evolved as a language,
Is the English speaker's right
And we kill our own language
Just like a species, tongues are diverse
And they taught our children how to live.
Why should there be just one language
And lose the balance of our myths?
We sit on our American isle
And fill the rest of the world with crap.
Cause it never fails when capitalism prevails,
When will we wake up to the fact?
And we kill our own language
And I won't kill my own language no more.
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