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Here We Go Round
04:54
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Who went and left you here
Too cold and insincere
To love me like you should
I guess I misunderstood
I guess I misunderstood
Who laid you on your back
And sent you to your knees
Who loves you better than me
I guess we’ll just have to see
I guess we’ll just have to see
Chorus:
I’m gonna ride down, gonna buy me a gun
Gonna fly high, gonna catch me the sun
He’s gonna find out the damage he’s done
I’ll make him believe, that he’s just like me
Oh, here we go round
Oh, here we go round
Who came and took from this place
What four walls can’t replace
And no lock on any door
You know he’ll come back for more
Yes, he’ll come back for more
Chorus:
I’m gonna ride down, gonna buy me a gun
Gonna fly high, gonna catch me the sun
He’s gonna find out the damage he’s done
I’ll make him believe, that he’s just like me
Oh, here we go round
Oh, here we go round
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2. |
Rain In The Rock
04:31
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I’m every woman
I’m every child
I’ve been alone and I’ve been blind
Don’t you wait for me
I’ll be gone now don’t you see
I’ve been alone and I’ve been free
I’ve been alone and I’ve been free
If I did one right, I loved you
If I did one right, I loved you well
And I walked away
I walked away
But it hurts just a little
So I let it in, and you let me in
But like rain in the rock
You won’t let me go too far
And I can’t stay
I gave you all my love and you kept it
All my love and you kept it
Now you’re gonna give it back, gonna give it back
Now you’re gonna give it back, give it back
But we can’t take it back the things we did
I stood still while you made your bed
Now we’re gonna lay down, gonna lay down
Now we’re gonna lay down, lay down
But it hurts just a little
So I let it in, and you let me in
But like rain in the rock
You won’t let me go too far
And I can’t stay
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3. |
Blow On Wind
04:17
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In the backseat of my hotel room
Looking up at the musty moon
Reelin' over the same sweet tune
Keeps me movin', movin' on
Blow on wind, blow me home
Turn me around, Virginia bound
Straight on back where I belong
Same old town, same old song
Rollin' down ninth street, passing the bars
Plenty of people, too many stars
Don’t you know they all know my name
I keep on movin', movin' on
Blow on wind, blow me home
Turn me around, Virginia bound
Straight on back where I belong
Same old town, same old song
Here I am, Winchester VA
Sure you missed me while I was away
My roots run dry my limbs are worn
Bathe me in your sweet sweet sun
Going back where I belong
Blow on wind, blow me home
Turn me around, Virginia bound
Straight on back where I belong
Same old town, same old song
Blow on wind, blow me home
Turn me around, Virginia bound
Straight on back where I belong
Same old town, same sweet song
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4. |
Come Give It
04:19
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We’ll show you the way, if you’re asking
We’ll take hold of your hand and walk down the golden road
Wherever you are, wherever you’re going
Remember that kindness is the only way
If you know the way
If you know the way
If you know the way
Come give it, Come give it to me
Freedom is an angry word
Spoken by those who lost it and want to be heard
Freedom, it’s a crying shame
That those who lost it to him from you will take it the same
If you know the way
If you know the way
If you know the way
Come give it, Come give it to me
Oh, to be love
Oh, to be love
Oh, to be love
To be love is to be free
To be love is to be free
To be love is to be free
To be love
If you know the way
If you know the way
If you know the way
Come give it, Come give it to me
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5. |
Meet Me There
05:25
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On the happy, golden shore,
Where the faithful part no more,
When the storms of life are over, meet me there;
Where the night dissolves away
Into pure and perfect day,
I am going home to stay, meet me there.
Where the songs of angels ring,
And the blest forever sing,
In the palace of the King, meet me there;
Where in sweet communion blend
Heart with heart and friend with friend,
In a world that ne’er shall end, meet me there.
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6. |
Big Rig
03:37
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Bear in the air, Threes on you, Threes on you
Thank ya sir, Thank ya sir
Picture taker better comb your hair, comb your hair, that's what I heard
Big rig runnin' right on time
Gotta get me there, get me there
Big rig runnin' down the line
Gotta get me there, get me there
No comic books but runnin' clean
I watch for grease if ya know what I mean
Easy on the hammer still makin' time
The Tijuana taxi gonna be just fine
Big rig runnin' right on time
Gotta get me there, get me there
Big rig runnin' down the line
Gotta get me there, get me there
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7. |
Jordan
03:25
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He set out on this earth with a big old heart and dark black curls
He carved his name into the sand and wondered how the world would end
He never lived inside these walls of fear and anger
He never looked behind to see who was chasing after
But nevermind that smile, the Devil’s got his hands tied
He won’t let him be, he won’t let him be, he’ll never let him be
He left for home at half past five, kicking up stones to pass the time
Those railroad ties stretched for miles, like a dream rolled out before his eyes
In a little while they’ll wonder where he could be
And would it have been kind to leave his soul flying free
But they struck him down and nailed his heart to the ground
Now he won’t love again, he won’t love again, he’ll never love again
Now here they come
With their hearts filled up
And they pour it out
What weighs them down
After wind and rain there comes a time when all is silent
And every eye looks out through the veil of time unraveled
Now only one remains and she knows only what she knows
That she won’t let him go, she won’t let him go, she’ll never let him go.
I set out on this earth with a big old heart and auburn curls
I carved my name into the sand and wondered how the world would end
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8. |
Over and Over
03:52
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One in the Same
Everyone Change
One in the Same….we are
Let it go
Out of Control
One time around….again
Set me Free
Over again
Let it be
Pick yourself up and do it all over again
The skies they change
All of the Rain
Comes Down, Like Love
The Colors that Be
Always will mean
The same as you will to them
Set me Free
Over again
Let it be
Pick yourself up and do it all over again
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9. |
Annie Wants To Go Home
03:45
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Where do you go when you’re already gone from here
And who should I fear the most when there’s already a ghost in the mirror
One day, you will find that I’m not alright, so don’t say we’re fine
And after all it’s hard to see, but you’re hard to leave
You’re hard to leave
Annie wants to go home
Won’t you take her there
And lay her down
And kiss her hair
Why must we live inside of a dream that we both forgot
Why must we hide it all away every day of our lives
Maybe you’ll come to me and tell me things that you want to believe
But I know it’s gone to hell because you burned it down
And you left me here
Annie wants to go home
Won’t you take her there
And lay her down
And kiss her hair
Annie wants to go home
Won’t you take her there
And lay her down
And kiss her hair
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10. |
Jimmy
04:22
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Jimmy was a working man
A field hand in the Phelp’s Bottom fields
In the heart of the south land
Momma, don’t you know his momma she cried
As his train rolled east from Louisiana
From the field rose a sound as thick as the cotton on high
A song to ease her worried mind
Steal away, Momma don’t cry, he’s going on home
Steal away, Momma don’t cry, he’s going on home to the Promise Land
Master, money was helping itself
To the pockets of this man
Miss Leigh, the meanest thing you’ve ever seen
With the face of a child
And they were falling down under the weight
Of the great man who waged the war of northern aggression
Freedom, freedom cried the soul of every man
Waiting on God’s redemption
Steal away, Momma don’t cry, he’s going on home
Steal away, Momma don’t cry, he’s going on home to the Promise Land
The sun beat down on Jimmy as the white weapons they rise
And the fog grows thick o’er the white man’s eyes
What a shame, they were digging their graves
For the sake of greed a vow in time he meant to break
Jimmy, go on down where the creek bed lay
And rest your eyes on heaven
Stay with me and you’ll own the dirt that stains your hands
And covers your heart with freedom
Steal away, Momma don’t cry, he’s going on home
Steal away, Momma don’t cry, he’s going on home to the Promise Land
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11. |
Golden Wings
03:41
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I’ll build a boat, and I’m gonna float to the sky
And bury you safe inside
If the sky shall fall, I’ll dig a hole in the ground
Where you’ll be safe and sound
Old man, how do you know that your boat won’t float away
Old man, the danger inside, how will you hide away
I’ll build a dream and call it serene so you won’t be scared
Hiding beneath the stairs
If they find us there, we’ll take to the air and fly
Away on the dark of night
Old man, how do you fly without golden wings away
Old man, you’ll never hide the danger inside away
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