1. |
I Don't Know Where
03:59
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I don't know where I am going
I don't know where I am bound
I don't know where I am going
Just that I'm headed out of town
Sometimes I'm up
Sometimes I'm down
I don't know which way around
Sometimes I'm up
Sometimes I'm down
I don't know which way around
Ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba
ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba bop a da dah
Ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba
ba ba ba ba ba ba bop ba ba duh bud a ah!
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2. |
Travelin' Blues
07:17
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Ain't never been to Mississippi
but I have waded through the mud
Ain't never been to Mississippi
but I have waded through the mud
and in all of my travels woman
I never meant to hurt no one
Ain't never been down to New Orleans
but I've had my fair share of spice
Ain't never been down to N'Orleans babe
but I've had my fair share of spice
and in all of my travels woman
I learned you only live one less than twice
Ain't been cross the pond to London
but I have been through bloody hell
Ain't been cross the pond to London
but I have been through bloody hell
and in all of my travels woman
my soul's the only thing I never could sell
Ain't never dug a hole to China
but you know I have hit that wall
Ain't never dug a hole to China
but I have hit that great big wall
and in all of my travels woman
You pick me up when I fall
Ain't never been down under
but I've gone backwards down the drain
Ain't never been down under
but I've gone backwards down the drain
and in all of my travels woman
the thought of you's the only thing keeping me sane...
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3. |
Hometown Uprising
03:58
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Republicans and Democrats are modern aristocrats
and nothing that they do is to help me and you
but don't let 'em make you mad or make you feel sore
Just shift the focus and heed them no more
It's time to turn our backs on the national horizon
and then stage our own hometown uprisin'
Take back the neighborhoods
Take back the streets
Get off those couches
Stop being dead beats
Cuz we have the power
We are all strong
We have the power and we have all along
Take back the cities
Take back the towns
Regain control from those greedy clowns
We have the power
We are all strong
We have the power and we have all along
Take back the neighborhoods
Take back the streets
Turn off those TVs cuz apathy defeats
We have the power yes it's easy to see
We have the power called COMMUNITY!
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4. |
Insley Street
05:22
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And sun is going down
Over here
And moon is coming up
Over there
Wish I was in the woods
All of the time
And wish I was in the woods
All of the time
No I don't wanna go
Far from here
No I don't wanna go
Far from here
And wished I was in your arms
All of the time
And wished I was in your arms
All of the time
Doo do do do do do, woo hoo hoo
I've been workin' so hard
Over here
I just wanna lay down
Over there
Dream you're in my arms
All of the time
Dream you're in my arms
All of the time
When I wake up I will be
Far from here
Dream I'm in the woods
All of the time
Doo do do do do do, woo hoo hoo
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5. |
Nameless One
02:45
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One, two, one two three four
A young man swears there is no hell
and Heaven's just a dream for those who cannot see
Yes I was born at the bottom of a wishing well
and Papa's only pail has got a hole the size of me
Ain't no lord of mine have no name
but I can hear you cryin' when the devil's let me in
'Til then I'll love you just the same
Wait until our Mama bores me again
A young woman dreams her whole day life
That everything and everyone is just what she believes
When I cut my heart on her kitchen knife
With tears in her hand she wiped my blood up with her sleeve
The old fool's still atop that hill
Says he won't begin because he'll never end
Yes you can only be what you can kill
After all this time left behind you're still my only friend
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6. |
Story of the Bones
08:14
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I don't know the story of the bones buried here
but I have traced their names in stone
I don't know the branches of the rivers running here
but I have walked them and I have called them home
No matter where I go
I can't outrun my soul
So I'll move just as slow
They say you can't go home
I don't know the fingers of the roots digging here
but in the canopy of trees I have slept
I don't know who planned the walls standing here
but I have built some and there are some I've wrecked
No matter where I go
I can't outrun my soul
So I'll move just as slow
They say you can't go home
I don't know the movement of the crows roosting here
but I have heard my voice in their song
I don't know the faces of the names living here
but they claim they've known me all along
No matter where I go
I can't outrun my soul
So I'll move just as slow
They say you can't go home
and if I get lost I'll follow the crows
and if I get lost that's when I'll be home
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7. |
City & Country
06:38
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And you build your buildings on the soil that I wanna till
And my heart you can't lock it up
You can't cage my spirit it needs to be free
and I might be goin crazy among these strip malls takin' over our land
I'm going back to my home
from another home that surrounds me
And I get so feelin' lonesome
feels like somethin's been takin' and missin' from here
Ah ah ahhhh...
And this city gets so hard at times
And these men keep starin' down at me
And the birds are losin' the trees to perch
And I know we need them here to keep us sane
I'm going back to the city
and the country that surrounds me
And I know I need them both
but can't have everything just like you and me and all in between
Ah ah ahhhh...
tweet tweet tweet....
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Hello good old sorrow
It's nice to see you again
Though you may be gone tomorrow
Tonight you're my only friend
So have a drink with my heart
Cuz love leaves only casualties
We can laugh at all the jokes
All them walking folks down their in the cities
Where the hell are they goin'?
Hiding holes inside their hearts
Though sadness may be true
I wish they only knew
It's what keeps them all apart
Why the hell are they smiling
Do they see darkness all around
They're just hiding from their fate
Behind the yellow gate
and an old familiar sound
But not me I'm running with an empty caravan
Just looking for nothing
Keeping death close at hand
I'm heading for nowhere
That's just where i want to be
Out there on my own
Singing on my own surrounded by eternity
Some say i'm morbid
Others say i need to cry
Did you ever see a teardrop falling from a clear blue sky
So goodbye my friend sorrow
I know I'll see you in the end
but now I've sang my song
I know it won't be long
'Til love finds me again
Two three four!
Thank God for country music
Thank God it's the only music playing on the radio around here
You know I like that rock 'n' roll, hip hop, reggae, funk and soul
but what am I gonna play when I get old?
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9. |
With Our Hands
05:38
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When the leaves fall I can see much more of the sky
and less of the street, less of the street
When the autumn winds blow I can hear much more of your cries
and less of your sweet song
Unless you sing it inside
Let's get inside and keep warm with the things that we've made
The things that we save
The things that we gave
With our hands, with our hands
Let's keep each other alive
With our hands, with our hands
Let's help each other die
With our hands, with our hands
Let's keep each other alive
With our hands, with our hands
Let's help each other die
When the window shakes I can feel it in my bones
Unless your holding me, unless your holding me
When we turn the ground under
We're laying the ground for our home
It's where we'll sleep, we'll be sleeping inside
Let's get inside and keep warm with the things that we've made
The things that we save
The things that we gave
With our hands, with our hands
Let's keep each other alive
With our hands, with our hands
Let's help each other die
With our hands, with our hands
Let's keep each other alive
With our hands, with our hands
Let's help each other die
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Grandma Shake! Lancaster, Pennsylvania
We are a family band. Come to Lancaster City, PA and you might find us playing by a piano on the street, in a cafe, or at the farmer's market.
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