1. |
Mama
03:40
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Mamas never able
To be upset with me
My feet up on the table
Too tired and drunk to see
Two chair legs on the floor
A beer in hand a wavin'
Mama she's so bored, yah
Of listening to me
The cat dish is half empty
Racoons running scared
Its been like this for days now
I forgot to care
Two dried up bugs sitting still
In the bottom of the light
There dead on the window sill
Mama goes goodnight alright
They're dried up dead and empty
In the bottom of the light
Know they're dead and empty
Mama goes goodnight now
Mama wasn't able
To be pissed off at me
My feet up off the table
Sober enough to see
Two chair legs on the floor
The beer is now all empty
Mama she's so bored, yah
She's gone and just left me
Mamas not coming back again....
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2. |
4 String
03:52
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Hey, you hate me
And all these things Ive done
Know, you know these
Long live these things Ive done
Some day soon your fears
Will all, will all fall on down
Pray for rain my love
I, I will not be around... be around
Know, how you know me
Long live these things Ive done
These things Ive done
Need, you need me
And all this boyish charm
Some day soon your fears
All will fall down...
Pray for rain my love
I will not be around... be around
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3. |
Dance with the Devil
03:42
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Dance with the devil
He'll get in your mind
When he's done dancing
He'll throw you aside
He'll show you bad places
Make some sad faces
Eventually take all your pride
He's the devil
The devil inside
Dance with the devil
Sometimes it will last
Know that so soon
The floor drops so fast
His eyes will just cut you
His laughter will stay with you
Don't push away
From him now... oh lord
He's the devil
The devil inside
Just learn how to love him
Never offend him
Dance with him all through
Your life... oh lord
He's the devil
The devil inside
Dance with the devil
Hell get in your mind
And know, hes done dancing
Hell throw you aside
Just learn how to love him
And never offend him
Dance with him all through
Your life
He's the devil
The devil inside
He's the devil
The devil and I
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4. |
Come Home
02:44
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Don't believe
all the things you read
Just be
glad they're not on your phone
Walk away, from the
Shit they say, just dont
Write these things down
Alone
Just when did it matter
That much at all
Know this much now
You should come home
Fall asleep and just
Dont feel cheap, when they
Try to take you alone
Stand your ground, and just
Don't look down, when they
Build you up on a throne
Just when did it matter
That much at all
Know this much now
You should come home
You should come home
You should come home
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5. |
Both Hands
04:22
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Shes down on her face again
The family disgrace again
Dont know her place in society
She plays the name game
Familys all ashamed
Shes blaming everything on me
Shes got wine, wine
down on her hip
bump on her stomach
dont really mean shit
Shes got both hands on a bottle of wine
Both hands on a bottle of wine
Both hands on a bottle of wine
Both hands wrapped round that bottle of wine
Shes got a long long long
Way to go
She cant seem to find
The road to follow
Shes got her blinders on
Only sees one direction
All the way down to the
Liquor confection
She got her wine wine
Down on her hip
The bump on her stomach
Dont really mean shit
Shes got (chorus)
Repeat all again to chorus
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6. |
15 Years
03:42
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Clear a space
On the floor
Dim down the lights
And lock the door
Now just fall down
And listen tight
Your heels and palms
Pressed on the floor
Now just stare up
Dont say a thing
Ive been caught
Yes again
Im going back inside
15 years to life
For what Ive done
Im headed back inside
15 years to life
For what Ive done for you
Now stand right there
Ill get the phone
You need to tell them now
What youve done
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7. |
Feed the Dogs
03:23
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Just because you mean it
It doesn't mean you get it
You're always running off
And running out
The dogs are fed and sleeping
Refrigerators leaking
There's nothing in it
To keep cold anyhow
It always seems
To come down to this
All you need to know now
Is I'm not dead yet
Believe me when I
Say this
There's no more I can
Take of this
Do you hear what I'm telling
You at all
The plaster on the ceiling
Is broken up and bleeding
On the floor in piles
You overlook some how
It always seems
To come down to this
All you need to know now
Is I'm not dead yet
I'm not dead yet
It always seems to
Come down to this
All you need to know now
Is I'm not dead yet
Is I'm not dead yet
Is I'm not dead
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8. |
Wednesday
01:52
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9. |
Spitfire
02:58
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She looks just like an angel
Falling from the sun
Her wing tips both on fire
Impressing everyone
Trailing smoke behind her
Blackens out the sun
Amber lights reflecting
Over everyone
Oh lord
She burns so bright
Yeah
It hurts my eyes
To see
The way
It has to be
I know that some day soon
Ill hold my head up high
Watch my sweet angel
Fall out of the sky
I hope that day she does not
Pass me by
And my falling angel
She waves goodbye
Oh lord
She burns so bright
Yeah
It hurts my eyes
To see
The way
It had to be
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10. |
Thunderbolt
05:07
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He showed up in black
Preached out in the heat
Chased out to the road
Jumped on in with me
Hes older and Im young
Far too young to see
Thunderbolt was speakin
Preachin right at me
The plan had been done
By Thunderbolt and son
One of them fell dead
July 51
10 years gone and done
We took out the wall
Loaded up the trunk
The cherrys turned on
Our partners beat us down
Kicked hard, bled inside
They were shot down soon
We chose to run and hide
Found that tiny school
We opened up the wall
The moneys still wrapped up
Since July of 51
We bought a brand new car
With Backwoods all to light
Drove into the day
Thats when I said "goodnight"
Thunderbolt stopped the car
Shook Lightfoot twice
And with one eye closed
Thats when I said "goodnight"
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11. |
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Shes down on her face again
The family disgrace again
Dont know her place in society
She plays the name game
Familys all ashamed
Shes blaming everything on me
Shes got wine, wine
down on her hip
bump on her stomach
dont really mean shit
Shes got both hands on a bottle of wine
Both hands on a bottle of wine
Both hands on a bottle of wine
Both hands wrapped round that bottle of wine
Shes got a long long long
Way to go
She cant seem to find
The road to follow
Shes got her blinders on
Only sees one direction
All the way down to the
Liquor confection
She got her wine wine
Down on her hip
The bump on her stomach
Dont really mean shit
Shes got (chorus)
Repeat all again to chorus
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WiL
“I’ve never read a book. Instead, I make up stories in my head, put them down on paper then go out and play them live like it's my last night on Earth.
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