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Heaven Ain't Heaven
03:04
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I've lain in lonesome graveyards on the Mississippi delta
By the stones of fellows I have longed to meet
I've walked among the cotton underneath an endless skyline
The echoes of the blues beneath my feet
Chorus
I've traveled to the west, and I've traveled to the south
and I've traveled where the streets are paved with gold
Now I'm headed to the east, just to hold you to my breast
Because heaven just ain't heaven all alone
On the shores of the Pacific California redwood forest
I've sat and counted waves upon the sea
and a single human lifetime seems reduced to just a pinpoint
Crushed between the ocean and the trees
Chorus
I've looked upon the river down in Zion's dusty valley
From the cliffsides where the angels come to rest
And standing there among that host, I've hung my head and cried
For the only angel that I love the best
Chorus
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Trails
04:41
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The Cherokee, trekking through the trees
Leaves his footprints, tracking herds of deer
He's long gone; his time has traveled on
Up the ridgeline, the road he made's still here
Chorus
Paths push forward, trails trace behind
Get compacted over time
We pave them over, follow well-worn lines
Building highways in our minds
A sheep that's hungry cannot be led
To keep us tame, we must stay well fed
We walk ahead, not seeing what we see
And once we're lost, that's when we lead
Chorus
From our birthdays, down on through the years
It seems too easy to trace this trail of tears
We borrow habits from those who've gone before
Not to question, never to explore
Chorus
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3. |
The Light In Me
02:49
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It's peaches in the summertime
Kisses sweet as Cherry Wine
Berries blushing in the warm sunshine
It's coffee in the morning, loving at night
I love the way you love me right
Put those arms around me, mama squeeze me tight
And lay me down a pallet on your floor
I'm riding high on the hog and I'll ride right to your door
The light in me sees the light in you
and all the things those lights could do
when I'm with you, my light comes shining through
Dance all night with a bottle in your hand
dance right up to that baby grand
in your arms, baby, I'm fit to beat the band
It's jitterbug or zydeco
5 6 7 8 I don't know
Just hold on tight mama don't you let me go
Tomorrow you'll be on the road again
But if you've gotta leave me, mama
Leave me with a grin
The light in me sees the light in you
and all the things those lights could do
when I'm with you, my light comes shining through
Tomorrow you'll be on the road again
But if you've gotta leave me, mama
Leave me with a grin
The light in me sees the light in you
and all the things those lights could do
when I'm with you, my light comes shining through
when I'm with you, my light comes shining through
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Chorus
Your lovin', it won't pay my rent
I can't make bills on your good intent
Your kisses may be heaven sent
But your loving don't pay my rent
Every morning I get up and I work from 9 to 5
Cos you know I wasn't born a rich man's child
I work to live, I don't live to work, and we're both still alive
But I'm bringing home the bacon while you're out there running wild
Chorus
It's true that you sometimes go out and buy me pretty things
But you do it with the money that you borrow
You say that we should go downtown and find a diamond ring
And maybe we could pay it back tomorrow
Chorus
I know you've been trying real hard to find a job
Or at least that's the way that you've been talking
And I'm not trying to say that you're some kind of lazy slob
But if the shoe fits, you better wear it, and those shoes are made for walking
Chorus
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5. |
The Paradox Of Choice
04:26
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Another first date; second one this week
You can't stand to settle down
When the best might be around the bend, you wait
Always get cold feet, But keep them hanging round
In case you need to call them in the end
Chorus
Take your time on the ride you bought
Some day you'll realize you over analyze
Make your stand, give it your best shot
If you keep trying to optimize, you won't be satisfied
With what you've got
12 pairs of blue jeans, 24 brands of booze
Leaves you wondering
About all the things you didn't choose; let go
I know it's tough
But there comes a time
To just let good enough be good enough
Chorus
When you open up your eyes, and the world it seems too wide
You decide not to decide
In bed, swiping through a screen
You channel surf relationships, trying to find the perfect fit
Instead, look in between
Stop trying to make the perfect trade
Love ain't ever found, it's only made
Chorus
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6. |
I Wrote You A Love Song
02:28
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Chorus
I wrote you a song, it just ain't the one you wanted
It's a love song, but the love it ain't for you
Cos I love being free, and I sure love being me
And I love the fact that you and I are through
You said you'd love me till the end of time
And I don't doubt you meant just what you said
but now our time is gone, and so I'll be moving on
to spend my time all by myself instead
Chorus
In your mind, you told yourself that I was it
Then you tried to change me, tried to make me fit
It's pretty plain to see the one you wanted wasn't me
But the person that you thought that I should be
Chorus
The tighter that you held on to the leash
The harder I would try to pull away
You thought that you were sure, but you were only insecure
You could make me sit, but never make me stay
Chorus
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Bike Thief
04:03
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You picked me up drunk and I spent the night
I was anxious to leave at morning's first light
I had no car; you were half asleep
I crept into your garage while you were brushing your teeth
Chorus
I stole your heart, and also your bike
But you played your part, you did as you liked
I never lied, never said I would stay
Now you're standing there all alone crying
as I'm pedaling away
You screamed after me that you'd call the cops
It felt good to be free, so I didn't stop
Across the fence line, where the grass looked much greener
I hope you'll forgive me this one misdemeanor
Chorus
Hungover and tired, I could still smell your hair
Got sick on the curb, and went downhill from there
I guess in love, I never will win
But nevertheless I've got a new Schwinn
Chorus
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8. |
Coffee For One
03:28
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There ain't nothing wrong with making coffee for one
In the warmth and the stillness of the noonday sun
and there ain't nothing wrong with doing nothing at all
In the cool of the morning of the early fall
Well I don't mind sleeping all alone at night
Pulling down the blinds, keeping out the morning light
There ain't nothing wrong with having too much fun
My mother thinks that I'm a loser but I think that I've won
I'm rolling like a river and I'm blowing like the breeze
I've got the whole damn day to do whatever I please
Well I don't mind sleeping all alone at night
Pulling down the blinds, keeping out the morning light
There ain't nothing selfish about dancing till two
I can do me and you can do you
You've got your kids and your dogs and your color TV
You can do you and I'll do me
Well I don't mind sleeping all alone at night
Pulling down the blinds, keeping out the morning light
Well I don't care if you think that I ain't living right
Cos I ain't scared, and happiness ain't black and white
There ain't nothing wrong with making coffee for one
In the warmth and the stillness of the noonday sun
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Sun In The West
02:53
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The sun in the west makes the evening shadows fall
In the stillness of the night, I can hear the coyotes call
I'm all alone, thinking dear of you
Dreaming of the days that's gone by
Chorus
I wonder if you still miss me
I wonder if you still care
I'd do anything that you'd ask of me
If you'd come and take away these lonely blues
Instrumental
The sun in the west paints a picture in the sky
The reds blend into blues as the moon begins to rise
I'm all alone, wishing you were near
Wishing we could roll back the years
Chorus
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The Faded Rake
05:37
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Chorus
You built your life from poetry and violence
Now all that's left are cigarettes and silence
Dim recollections of the stories that you made
You thought you'd die before you had to own up
You were a legend, but now your friends have grown up
You thought you'd burn out, but never thought you'd fade
You wandered the barrio with a samurai sword
Took 25 sleeping pills on the guesthouse floor
Kaolin and morphine seeping from the corners of your lips
Started a brawl down at Archibald's bar
Swinging in the car park with a blue bottle guitar
Tits up in the mud before you'd loosen up your grip
Chorus
Seasick in a van with five other guys
Passing out with a pen and a bottle of wine
Slowly growing deaf, and it's probably just as well
Rain Dogs clanking from the tape deck in the dash
Head tipped back, your knuckles white with ash
An aging lonesome rake who's lost his way to hell
But goddam you could sing; goddam you could play
Goddam you could hold a whole room in your sway
God damned you to hell before you could die
Now there's nothing but ghosts in your eyes
Chorus
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LP Kelly Blacksburg, Virginia
The sound of LP Kelly (formerly Old Man Kelly) comes from the early days of American roots music: when bluesmen sang from front porches on hot afternoons; when swing bands played dances in speakeasies late into the night. Kelly has worked to encourage a renaissance in music that has a history and a place – music that demands the listener dig deeper to find its roots in geography and time. ... more
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