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(Daniel Lanois)
The streets are cracked And there's glass everywhere And a baby stares out With motherless eyes Under long gone beauty On fields of war Trapped in lament To the poet's core. Oh where, oh where will I be Oh where, oh when that trumpets sounds. Met an Indian boy in Ottawa He laid me down on a bed of straw Said don't waste your breath Don't waste your heart Don't blister your heels Running in the dark. Oh where, oh where will I be Oh where, oh when that trumpets sounds. Yeah I like the heat Of your body laying under me May your wild lip get you where your going With your inventions your intentions, your laughter Your forever yearning. Oh where, oh where will I be Oh where, oh when that trumpets sounds. I walked to the river And I walked to the rim I walked through the teeth of the reaper's grin I walked to you rolled up in wire To the other side of desire. Oh where, oh where will I be Oh where, oh when that trumpets sounds. Oh where, oh where oh where when that trumpet sounds Oh where, oh where oh when that trumpet sounds. Well the heart opens wide like it's never seen love And addiction stays on tight like a glove Oh where, oh where will I be. |
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(Steve Earle)
I remember holdin' on to you All them long and lonely nights I put you through Somewhere in there I'm sure I made you cry But I can't remember if we said goodbye. But I recall all of them nights down in Mexico One place I may never go in my life again Was I just off somewhere or just too high But I can't remember if we said goodbye. I only miss you every now and then Like the soft breeze blowin' up from the Caribbean Most Novembers I break down and cry Cause I can't remember if we said goodbye. But I recall all of them nights down in Mexico One place I will never go in my life again Was I just off somewhere or just too high But I can't remember if we said goodbye. No, I can't remember if we said goodbye. Goodbye, goodbye... |
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All My Tears
When I go don't cry for me In my fathers arms I'll be The wounds this world left on my soul Will all be healed and I'll be whole Sun and moon will be replaced With the light of Jesus' face And I will not be ashamed For my savior knows my name It don't matter where you bury me I'll be home and I'll be free It don't matter where I lay All my tears be washed away Gold and silver blind the eye Temporary riches lie Come and eat from heaven's store Come and drink and thirst no more So weep not for me my friend When my time below does end For my life belongs to him Who will raise the dead again It don't matter where you bury me I'll be home and I'll be free It don't matter where I lay All my tears be washed away |
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(Neil Young)
My life's an open book, you read it on the radio We've got no where to hide, we got no where to go But' if you still decide you want to take a ride Meet me at the Wrecking ball Wrecking Ball, I'll wear something pretty and white And we'll go dancing tonight Meet me at the Wrecking Ball Wrecking Ball, I'll wear something pretty and white And we'll go dancing tonight I see smokey eyes right across the bar I've seen that look before shining from star to star Though I can't take that change If you've got time for one dance The restless line of cars goes stretching down the road But I won't telephone cause you might say hello What is it makes me feel this way What is it makes me want to say |
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(Anna McCarrigle)
There where no cuckoos, no sycamores We played about the forest floor Underneath the silver maples, the balsams and the sky We popped the heads off dandelions Assuming roles from nursery rhymes Rested on the riverbank And grew up by and by, and grew up by and by. Frail my heart apart And play me a little shady grove Ring the bells of rhymney Till they ring inside my head forever Bounce the bow, rock the gallows For the hangman's reel And wake the devil from his dream I'm going back to Harlan. I'm going back to Harlan. I'm going back to Harlan. And if you were Willie Moore And I was Barbara Allen Or Fair Ellen all sad at the cabin door A-weepin' and a-pinin', for love. A-weepin' and a-pinin', for love... |
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(Dave Ohey/Daniel Lanois/Emmylou Harris)
The sun burned hot, it burned my eyes Burned so hot I thought I'd died Thought I'd died and gone to hell Lookin' for the water from a deeper well. I went to the river but the river was dry I fell to my knees an I looked to the sky I looked to the sky and the spring rain fell I saw the water from a deeper well. Well, lookin for the water From a deeper well Well, lookin for the water From a deeper well. I was ready for love I was ready for the money Ready for the blood and ready for the honey Ready for the winnin', ready for the bell Lookin' for the water from a deeper well. I found some love and I found some money Found that blood would drip from the honey Found I had a thirst that I could not quell Lookin' for the water from a deeper well. Well, lookin for the water From a deeper well Well, lookin for the water From a deeper well. Well, I did it for kicks and I did it for faith I did it for lust and I did it for hate I did it for need and I did it for love Addiction stayed on tight like a glove. So I ran with the moon and I ran with the night And the three of us were a terrible sight Nipple to the bottle, to the gun, to the cell To the bottom of a hole of a deeper well. Well, lookin for the water From a deeper well Well, lookin for the water From a deeper well. I rocked with the cradle and I rolled with the rage I shook those walls and I rattled that gage I took my trouble down a deadend trail Reachin' out a hand for a holier grail. Hey, there mama did you carry that load Did you tell your baby 'bout the bend in the road 'Bout the rebel yell 'bout the one that fell Lookin' for the water from a deeper well. Well, lookin for the water From a deeper well Well, lookin for the water From a deeper well... |
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(Bob Dylan)
In the time of my confession, in the hour of my deepest need When the pool of tears beneath my feet flood every newborn seed There's a dyin' voice within me reaching out somewhere, Toiling in the danger and in the morals of despair. Don't have the inclination to look back on any mistake, Like Cain, I now behold this chain of events that I must break. In the fury of the moment I can see the Master's hand In every leaf that trembles and, in every grain of sand. Oh, the flowers of indulgence and the weeds of yesteryear, Like criminals, they have choked the breath of conscience and good cheer. The sun beat down upon the steps of time to light the way To ease the pain of idleness and the memory of decay. I gaze into the doorway of temptation's angry flame And every time I pass that way I always hear my name. Then onward in my journey I come to understand That every hair is numbered like every grain of sand. I have gone from rags to riches in the sorrow of the night In the violence of a summer's dream, in the chill of a wintry light, In the bitter dance of loneliness fading into space, In the broken mirror of innocence on each forgotten face. I hear the ancient footsteps like the motion of the sea Sometimes I turn, there's someone there, other times it's only me. I am hanging in the balance of a perfect finished plan Like every sparrow falling, like every grain of sand... |
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(Lucinda Williams)
See what you lost when you left This world, this sweet old world See what you lost when you left This world, this sweet old world. The breath from your own lips, the touch of fingertips A sweet and tender kiss The sound of a midnight train, wearing someone's ring Someone calling your name Somebody so warm cradled in your arm Didn't you think you were worth anything. See what you lost when you left This world, this sweet old world See what you lost when you left This world, this sweet old world. Millions of us in love, promises made good Your own flesh and blood Looking for some truth, dancing with no shoes The beat, the rhythm, the blues The pounding of your heart's drum together with another one Didn't you think anyone loved you. See what you lost when you left This world, this sweet old world See what you lost when you left This world, this sweet old world... |
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Waterfall
Nothing can go wrong Nothing can go wrong My sweet waterfall When I go When I go down deep I want you here with me My sweet waterfall - 간 주 중 - I can see A rainbow calling me Through your mystery My sweet waterfall Waterfall For a million day Fall with me for a million days My sweet waterfall - 간 주 중 - Waterfall Nothing can go wrong Nothing can go wrong My sweet waterfall Nothing can go wrong My sweet waterfall |
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I am a orphan
on God's highway But I'll share my troubles if you go my way I have no mother no father no sister No brother I am an orphan girl I have had friendships pure and golden But the ties of kinship I have not known them I know no mother no father no sister No brother I am an orphan girl But when he calls me I will be Able To meet my family at God's table I'll meet my mother my father my sister My brother no more an orphan girl Blessed savior make me willing And walk beside me until I'm with them Be my mother my father my sister My brother I am an orphan girl Be my mother my father my sister My brother I am an orphan girl I am an orphan girl |
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(Daniel Lanois)
Well, I work the double shift In a bookstore on St. Clair While he pushed the burning ingots In Dofasco stinking air Where the truth bites and stings I remember just what we were As the noon bell rings for Blackhawk and the white winged dove. Hold on to your aching heart I'll wipe the liquor from your lips A small town hero never dies He fades a bit and then he slips Down into the blast furnace In the heat of the open hearth And at the punch clock he remembers Blackhawk and the white winged dove. I remember your leather boots Pointing up into the sky We fell down to our knees Over there where the grass grew high Love hunters in the night Our faces turned into the wind Blackhawk where are you know Blackhawk and the white winged dove We were Blackhawk where are you know. We were Blackhawk where are you know. Do you still have the ring I gave you On the banks of Lake Bear Where I felt certain that I knew you My cool and distant debonair Now we drink at Liberty Station Another cup of muscatel Wrapped in the strong arms of the Union Raisin' kids from raisin' hell... |
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(Rodney Crowell/Emmylou Harris)
The wind can blow cold, it moans and it cries When it carries the sound of a thousand goodbyes But if you listen tonight on that high, lonely plain You'll just hear my voice as it calls out your name. You'll just hear my voice as it calls out your name. You've been on a road that just don't seem to end Where that broken old heart of yours won't ever mend You've crossed over bridges and bridges they burn So many rivers and so much to learn. So many bridges and so much to learn. But the moon is so full, the stars are so bright And my hand is steady, my touch is light Look in my eyes, hold on real tight And I'll waltz you my darling across Texas tonight. I'll waltz you my darling across Texas tonight. We both have known hard luck And love that's gone wrong When the ghosts take the shadows and The night takes too long We folded our cards when the hand wasn't strong But that wheel will keep spinning long after we're gone Yeah, that wheel will keep spinning long after we're gone. And the moon is so full, the stars are so bright And my hand is steady, my touch is light Look in my eyes, hold on real tight and I'll Waltz you my darling across Texas tonight. I'll waltz you my darling across Texas tonight Look in my eyes, hold on real tight And I'll waltz you my darling across Texas tonight I'll waltz you my darling across Texas tonight... |
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