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Well the first days are the hardest days, don't you worry any more
'Cause when life looks like Easy Street, there is danger at your door Think this through with me Let me know your mind Whoa oh, what I want to know is are you kind It's a buck dancer's choice my friends, better take my advice You know all the rules by now and the fire from the ice Will you come with me Won't you come with me Whoa oh, what I want to know: will you come with me? God damn, well I declare Have you seen the like Their walls are built of cannon balls Their motto is "don't tread on me" Come hear Uncle John's Band Playing to the tide Come with me or go alone He's come to take his children home It's the same story the crow told me, it's the only one he knows Like the morning sun you come and like the wind you go Ain't no time to hate Barely time to wait Whoa oh, what I want to know: where does the time go? I live in a silver mine and I call it Beggar's Tomb I got me a violin and I beg you call the tune Anybody's choice I can hear your voice Whoa oh, what I want to know: how does the song go? Come hear Uncle John's Band By the riverside Got some things to talk about Here beside the rising tide Come hear Uncle John's Band Playing to the tide Come along or go alone He's come to take his children home Whoa oh, what I want to know: how does the song go? Come hear Uncle John's Band By the riverside Got some things to talk about Here beside the rising tide Come hear Uncle John's Band Playing to the tide Come along or go alone He's come to take his children home |
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| 2. |
| 5:12 |
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You told me goodbye
How was I to know You didn't mean goodbye You meant "please don't let me go" I was having a high time Living the good life Ah, well I know The wheels are muddy Got a ton of hay Now listen here, baby 'Cause I mean what I say I'm having a high time Living the good life Ah, well I know I was losing time, I had nothing to do No one to fight, I came to you Wheels broke down, leader won't draw The line is busted, the last one I saw Tomorrow come trouble Tomorrow come pain Now don't think too hard, baby 'Cause you know what I'm saying I could show you a high time Living the good life Ah, don't be that way Nothing's for certain It could always go wrong Come in when it's raining Go on out when it's gone We could have us a high time Living the good life Ah, well I know |
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| 3. |
| 3:12 |
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In the timbers of Fennario
The wolves are running 'round The winter was so hard and cold Froze ten feet 'neath the ground Don't murder me I beg of you, don't murder me Please, don't murder me I sat down to my supper 'Twas a bottle of red whisky I said my prayers and went to bed That's the last they saw of me Don't murder me I beg of you, don't murder me Please, don't murder me When I awoke, the Dire Wolf Six hundred pounds of sin Was grinning at my window All I said was, "come on in" Don't murder me I beg of you, don't murder me Please, don't murder me The wolf came in, I got my cards We sat down for a game I cut my deck to the Queen of Spades But the cards were all the same Don't murder me I beg of you, don't murder me Please, don't murder me Don't murder me In the backwash of Fennari The black and bloody mire The Dire Wolf collects his dues While the boys sing 'round the fire Don't murder me I beg of you, don't murder me Please, don't murder me Don't murder me I beg of you, don't murder me Please, don't murder me No, no, no, don't murder me I beg of you, don't murder me Please, don't murder me Please, don't murder me |
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| 4. |
| 4:04 |
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Please don't dominate the rap, Jack
If you've got nothing new to say If you please, don't back up the track This train's got to run today I spent a little time on the mountain I spent a little time on the hill I heard some say, "better run away" Others say, "better stand still" Now I don't know, but I've been told It's hard to run with the weight of gold Other hand, I have heard it said It's just as hard with the weight of lead Who can deny, who can deny It's not just a change of style? One step done and another begun And I wonder how many miles I spent a little time on the mountain I spent a little time on the hill Things went down we don't understand But I think in time we will Now I don't know, but I was told In the heat of the sun, a man died of cold Keep on coming or stand and wait With the sun so dark and the hour so late You can't overlook the lack, Jack Of any other highway to ride It's got no signs or dividing lines And very few rule to guide I spent a little time on the mountain I spent a little time on the hill I saw things getting out of hand I guess they always will Now I don't know, but I been told If the horse don't pull you, got to carry the load I don't know whose back's that strong Maybe find out before too long One way or another, one way or another One way or another, this darkness got to give One way or another, one way or another One way or another, this darkness got to give One way or another, one way or another One way or another, this darkness got to give |
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| 5. |
| 3:14 |
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I can't stay much longer, Melinda
The sun is getting high I can't help you with your troubles If you won't help with mine I gotta get down, I gotta get down Gotta get down to, to the mine You keep me up just one more night I can't sleep here no more Little Ben clock says quarter to eight You kept me up till four I gotta get down, I gotta get down Or I can't work there no more A lotta poor man make a five dollar bill But keep him happy all the time Some other fella's makin' nothin' at all And you can hear him cry "Can I go, buddy, can I go down Take your shift at the mine?" Gotta get down to the Cumberland Mine Gotta get down to the Cumberland Mine That's where I mainly spend my time Make good money, five dollars a day Made any more, I might move away Lotta poor man got the Cumberland Blues He can't win for losin' Lotta poor man got to walk the line Just to pay his union dues I don't know now, I just don't know If I'm goin' back again I don't know now, I just don't know If I'm goin' back again I don't know now, I just don't know If I'm goin' back again |
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| 6. |
| 5:41 |
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All of my friends come to see me last night
I was laying in my bed and dying Annie Bonneau from St. Angel Say the weather down here so fine Just then the wind came squalling through the dark But who can the weather command? Just want to have a little peace to die And a friend or two I love at hand Fever roll up to a hundred and five Roll on up, gonna roll back down One more day I find myself alive Tomorrow maybe go beneath the ground See here how everything led up to this day And it's just like any other day that's ever been Sun going up and then the sun going down Come around, come around The people might know, but the people don't care That a man can be as poor as me Take a look at poor Peter, he's lying in pain Now let's come run and see, run and see Run and see, run, run and see, and see |
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| 4:57 |
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I been balling a shiny black steel jack-hammer,
been chippin' up rocks for the great highway, live five years if I take my time, ballin' that jack and a drinkin' my wine. I been chippin' them rocks from dawn till doom, while my rider hide my bottle in the other room. Doctor say better stop ballin' that jack, if I live five years I gonna bust my back, yes I will. Easy wind cross the Bayou today cause there's a whole lotta women, mama, out in red on the streets today. And the river keeps a talkin', but you never heard a word it said. Gotta find a woman be good to me, won't hide my liquor try to serve me tea, cause I'm a stone jack baller and my heart is true and I'll give everything that I got to you, yes I will. Easy wind going cross the Bayou today there's a whole lotta women out on the streets in a red today. And the river keep a talkin', but you never heard a word it said. |
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| 8. |
| 4:24 |
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Driving that train
High on cocaine Casey Jones you better watch your speed Trouble ahead, trouble behind And you know that notion just crossed my mind. This old engine makes it on time Leaves Central Station 'bout a quarter to nine Hits River Junction at seventeen to At a quarter to ten you know it's travlin' again. Driving that train High on cocaine Casey Jones you better watch your speed Trouble ahead, trouble behind And you know that notion just crossed my mind Trouble ahead, oh, Lady in red, Take my advice you'd be better off dead. Switchman's sleeping, train hundred and two is On the wrong track and headed for you. Driving that train High on cocaine, Casey Jones you better watch your speed. Trouble ahead, trouble behind, And you know that notion just crossed my mind. Drive your train! Trouble with you is the trouble with me Got two good eyes but you still don't see Come round the bend, you know it's the end The fireman screams and the engine just gleams Driving that train High on cocaine Casey Jones you better watch your speed Trouble ahead, trouble behind And you know that notion just crossed my mind Driving that train High on cocaine Casey Jones you better watch your speed Trouble ahead, trouble behind And you know that notion just crossed my mind Driving that train High on cocaine Casey Jones you better watch your speed Trouble ahead, trouble behind And you know that notion just crossed my mind Driving that train High on cocaine Casey Jones you better watch your speed Trouble ahead, trouble behind And you know that notion just crossed my mind And you know that notion just crossed my mind |
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