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Americana
04:24
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In our small town flags line the streets
The young kids laugh, sing through reeds
Loggers roll by on rutted streets
Big and wide as the Fourth of July
The sky above blue and open
Out on the farms the prayers bring hopin'
Americana, American
Americana, American
Americana, American
Americana, American
In our small town we served our country
In our small town time stands still
And if you venture off your front porch
You will find all the streets are filled
Big and wide as the Fourth of July
The sky above blue and open
Americana, American
Americana, American
Americana, American
Americana, American
In our small town we've ridden fences
Made our wares and done our mendings
Some folks stay here and some folks go
Take to travelin' with the medicine show
Those who stay we bury with kin
Those who stay live without sin
Americana, American
Americana, American
Americana, American
Americana, American
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2. |
Come Along
04:14
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I left the foothills of Virginia
Driving my Dad’s ’72 Nova
Picked you up in West Raleigh
Threw a picnic by a roadside lake
I gave the world all of my love
I wonder if more will come
If your heart's full of broken seams
Come along and chase your dreams
I know we both want the same damn thing
So don't forget to take my ring
You end up just where you are
You end up from where you’ve been
So let it go now
Leave all your worries
Down by the old stone levee
I gave the world all of my love
I wonder if more will...
If your heart's full of broken seams
Come along and chase your dreams
I know we both want the same damn thing
So don't forget to take my ring
Life goes on so the story goes
People come along and people go
We can move back to Colorado
We can pack up and go
If your heart's full of broken seams
Come along and chase your dreams
I know we both want the same damn thing
So don't forget to take my...
If your heart's full of broken seams
Come along and chase your dreams
I know we both want the same damn thing
So don't forget to take my ring
Yeah don't forget to take my ring
Don't forget to take my ring
Don't forget to take my ring
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3. |
Brooding Joker
04:16
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Brooding Joker and the bop star
Flower founder and Marquee Mark
Crowd the streets of New Amsterdam
Rings around their left hands
Well they say this world takes all kinds
Hurry up better get in line
The way this thing is shaking out
The way this thing is shaking out
Nothing you say to me makes sense
If I were smart I’d build a fence
Between me
Between me and you
And it's more than I can do
It's more than I can do
Okay so now you’ve gone and called my bluff
Now you know I ain’t so tough
Like a rough rider out lost at sea
Like a giant reeling from the pea
Brooding Joker
Flower founder
Crowd the streets with rings around their hands
With rings around my hands
With rings around my hands
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You come around
You make me see you
You hang around
Like lightning strikes you
I don’t have to stay
Don’t come around
I have no time to play
Where would I be
If I hadn’t met you
I would be free
If I hadn’t met you
Well you know I don't regret you
But where would I be
If I hadn't met you
I don’t have to see you
I can walk away
Don’t have to see you
Go just walk away
Wish I never saw you
Wish I never knew you
Where would I be
If I hadn’t met you
I would be free
If I hadn’t met you
Well you know I don't regret you
But where would I be
If I hadn't met you
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5. |
Broken Storefronts
04:15
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Broken storefronts
Crime and destruction all I can see
In the morn they sweep it all up again
The night comes and it just begins
I think somehow we can do better than this
Young people become old hair turns to grey
There just has gotta be another way
Well you take pictures and I just stare
We all walk around act like we care
I think somehow we can do better than this
Young people become old hair turns to grey
There just has gotta be another way
New York to Phoenix to West Hollywood
I’ve seen some bad and I’ve seen some good
Heard church bells ring while they steal diamond rings
I’ve seen people turn away haven’t seen a damn thing
I think somehow we can do better than this
I think all we do is we swing and we miss
Young people become old hair turns grey
There just has to be gotta another way
There just has to be gotta another way
There just has to be gotta another way
Just has to be gotta another way
Just has to be gotta another way
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6. |
Meet Me
04:17
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I’ve been searching all my life
I’ve been searching far and wide
Traveled from Key West to Evergreen
From Siberia to Sicily
Meet me in old New York
Meet me down in New Orleans
Meet me in your fevered sleep
Meet me in my broken dreams
Like fair dandelion summer wine
In my eyes you will always shine
Like angels fallen from way up on high
Two wings affixed we’ll fly wings affixed we’ll fly
Meet me in old New York
Meet me down in New Orleans
Meet me in my fevered sleep
Meet me in your broken dreams
You know we may try with all our might
Come up short cuss and fuss and fight
You know maybe love is worth all the pain
Even the sunshine parts and clouds do rain
Meet me in old New York
Meet me down in New Orleans
Meet me in your fevered sleep
Meet me in my broken dreams
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7. |
Firelight
03:57
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So what is it really all about
When you sidle up to me
Your cold-hearted eyes
Aren’t really what they seem
When you make that little pout
You’re a child you’re a thief
Little fair-haired crier
Mother’s little liar
Something about you
Just can’t be believed
Why not leave me here tonight
I’ll just swim in firelight
Why not leave me here tonight
In all this firelight
When we were young we made believe
This whole world was our oyster
Now all you’ve left is grief
All I see is an imposter
Why not leave me here tonight
I’ll just swim in firelight
Why not leave me here tonight
In all this firelight
All this firelight
All this firelight
All this firelight
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Saturday nights end of days are rough
Such a scourge of zombie slough
This violent pinball game
The man in the love-a-trucker hat might die
Driven here this fine old Saturday night
Like a schizophrenic St. Peter
It's not a fake and it's not a scam
I'm a man asking to understand
What should I do before I take the trip to the window
Should I believe in God above?
Should I believe in a woman's heart?
Should I believe in anything I want?
You pull up Death turns from the news
Greets you digits poised over blue plastic keys
Breathes into the mic you adjust your loyalties
A body gently loaded into a the drive-through
It's not a fake and it's not a scam
I'm a man asking to understand
What should I do before I take the trip to the window
Should I believe in God above?
Should I believe in a woman's heart?
Should I believe in anything I want?
Keep from the third rail that one there
Death only pauses to maim
Works alone at the drive through funeral
Respectful of Death’s conceit
It's not a fake and it's not a scam
I'm a man asking to understand
What should I do before I take the trip to the window
Should I believe in God above?
Should I believe in a woman's heart?
Should I believe in anything I want?
Mindful brother of your limited budget
This really is not a bother
The youngest son or matriarch’s cousin
For Death you are just another
You open the door into the dark
The rain trips the latch the body’s crash
No one asks for receipt
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Billy Redux
02:08
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Billy was a scourge
No more than seventeen
He drank his weight in courage
Then packed up and ran away
Billy found his way to New Orleans
Played slide trombone in a jamboree
Now Billy’s living his dream
Living his life by daily schemes
Owns all the clothes on his back
You know Billy ain’t comin’ back
Over the years his father ached
To see his Billy return
Took out an ad with apologies
In the Nawlins Times
One day Billy upped and died
Reading about a sinner
Saw the world from a greyhound bus
Died with great satisfaction
There’s a legend that reads
Billy’s living his dream
Plays his bone and sings
Down in New Orleans
There’s a legend that reads
Billy’s living his dream
Plays his bone and sings
Down in New Orleans
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10. |
Fly Away
03:48
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Out in the fields
Down in the valleys
You can hear the morning song
Of a bird on a wing
Like fires on the prairies
You can find your way home
So gather round and play
Let the sun shine all day
Like the dandelion spores
We can fly away
Did you hear that song their singin’
Downtown the bells are ringin’
Voices rise up then fade away
Well you can drive all night
You can try to make it right
And when you come up for air
Gather round and play
Let the sun shine all day
Like the dandelion spores
We can fly away
And you can face the music
And dance away the night
And we can fly away
When you stop and say goodnight
You will find you’ve done alright
Gather round and play
Let the sun shine all day
Like the dandelion spores
We can fly away
And you can face the music
And dance away the night
And we can fly away
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You come around
You make me see you
You hang around
Like lightning strikes you
I don’t have to stay
Don’t come around
I have no time to play
Where would I be
If I hadn’t met you
I would be free
If I hadn’t met you
Well you know I don't regret you
But where would I be
If I hadn't met you
I don’t have to see you
I can walk away
Don’t have to see you
Go just walk away
Wish I never saw you
Wish I never knew you
Where would I be
If I hadn’t met you
I would be free
If I hadn’t met you
Well you know I don't regret you
But where would I be
If I hadn't met you
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12. |
Fatigue
03:28
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Instrumental
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Holden and the Dangers Presque Isle, Maine
We are an independent folk rock duo from the wilds of Northern Maine.
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