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| 1. |
| 4:37 | 
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Baby I know that we've got trouble in the fields
When the bankers swarm like locust out there turning away our yield The trains roll by our silos, silver in the rain They leave our pockets full of nothing But our dreams and the golden grain Have you seen the folks in line downtown at the station They're all buying their ticket out and talking the great depression Our parents had their hard times fifty years ago When they stood out in these empty fields in dust as deep as snow [Chorus:] And all this trouble in our fields If this rain can fall, these wounds can heal They'll never take our native soil But if we sell that new John Deere And then we'll work these crops with sweat and tears You'll be the mule I'll be the plow Come harvest time we'll work it out There's still a lot of love, here in these troubled fields There's a book up on the shelf about the dust bowl days And there's a little bit of you and a little bit of me In the photos on every page Now our children live in the city and they rest upon our shoulders They never want the rain to fall or the weather to get colder [Chorus] You'll be the mule I'll be the plow Come harvest time we'll work it out There's still a lot of love, here in these troubled fields |
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| 2. |
| 4:58 |
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The wing and the wheel... they carry things away
whether it's me that does the leavin' or the love that flies away The moon outside my window looks so lonely tonight oh, there's a chunk out of it's middle... big enough for an old fool to hide Where are all the dreamers... that I used know? We used to linger beneath street lamps in the halos and the smoke The wing and the wheel... came to carry them away now they all live out in the suburbs where their dreams are in their children at play There's a pale sky in the east... all the stars are in the west Oh, here's to all the dreamers... may our open hearts find rest The wing and the wheel are gonna carry us along And we'll have memories for company... long after the songs are gone |
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| 3. |
| 3:32 |
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Shut it down and call this road a day
And put this silence in my heart in a better place I have travelled with your ghost now so many years That I see you in the shadows In hotel rooms and headlights You're coming up beside me Whether it's day or night These days my life is an open book Missing pages I cannot seem to find These days your face In my memory Is in a folded hand of grace against these times No one's ever come between your memory and me I have driven this weary vessel here alone Will you still find me if I leave you here beside this road Cuz' I need someone who can touch me Who'll put no one above me Someone who needs me Like the air he breathes I can't remember where this toll road goes Maybe it's Fort Worth, maybe it's a heart of gold The price of love is such a heavy toll That I've lived my life in the backroads With your love in my pocket If I spend the love you gave me Tell me where will it go? These days your face In my memory Is in a folded hand of grace Folded hand of grace Folded hand of grace Against these times |
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| 4. |
| 4:55 |
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Love at the Five and Dime
Rita was sixteen years Hazel eyes and chestnut hair She made the Woolworth counter shine And Eddie was a sweet romancer And a darn good dancer And they waltzed the aisles of the five and dime And they'd sing Dance a little closer to me Hey, dance a little closer now Dance a little closer tonight Dance a little closer to me Hey, it's closing time And love's on sale Tonight at this five and dime verse: Eddie played the steel guitar And his mama cried 'cause he played in the bars And he kept young Rita out late at night Soon they married up in Abelene Lost a child in Tennessee But still that love survived One of the boys in Eddie's band Took a shine to Rita's hand So , Eddie ran off with the bass man's wife Oh, but he was back by June Singin' a different tune Sporting Miss Rita back by his side Eddie played in the barroom band 'Til arthritis took his hands Now he sells insurance on the side And Rita's got her house to keep She sells dime store novels with a love so sweet And they dance to the radio late at night and still sing |
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| 4:23 | 
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| 6. |
| 2:50 |
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I'm working on a morning flight to anywhere but here
I'm watching this evening fire burn away my tears All my life I've left my troubles by the door Leavin' is all I've ever known before [Chorus:] It's not the way you hold me when the sun goes down It's not the way you call my name that left me stranded on the ground It's not the way you say you hear my heart when the music ends I am just learning how to fly away again It's not the way you say you hear my heart when the music ends I am just learning how to fly away again And maybe you were thinkin' that you thought you knew me well But, no one ever knows the heart of anyone else I feel like Garbo in this late night grande hotel Cause living alone is all I've ever done well [Chorus: x2] |
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| 7. |
| 3:04 |
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(Charles Hardin - J. I. Allison)
Tell me how to keep your love You know how I need your love Tell me how you keep the love Within your heart from me Don't you know that I love you Let me show why I'm true blue When I know a love is true Don't keep your love for me If you would say to me today The time for love is now Could I sway your love my way Then I say,"Tell me how." Tell me how to keep your love You know how I need your love Tell me how you keep the love Within your heart from me (Instrumnetal break) Tell me how to keep your love You know how I need your love Tell me how you keep the love Within your heart from me If you would say to me today The time for love is now Could I Sway you love my way Then I say,"Tell me how" Tell me how to keep your love You know how I need your love Tell me how I need your love Within your heart from me (Instrumnetal break) Tell me how you keep my love Within your heart from me |
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| 8. |
| 4:28 |
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(Nanci Griffith)
I know you believe in miracles That this love will come back around I know you believe the grass is growing Across this winter To the south of this town I know your kiss is sweeter Than the dust that this love has become Yet, I know your path is clearer Shed of me, out there on your own I don't intend to sound ungrateful You've given love when I had none My feet had tread upon the road you're on And I know it's not my way home I know, it's not my way home I know, it's not my way home You know, this love has left us Don't count the years, it took a long time to kill I know you will find a place for memories And you'll be out there runnin', I will be here to be still |
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| 9. |
| 4:11 |
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(Nanci Griffith)
Oh, it sat in this corner for many a year Through fireside parties, of tears and cheers The hands of James Hooker flew over its keys And God know who who else 'fore it came to me When I was alone I could be Julie Gold It rang her "From A Distance" just like it was my own I'd pretend I've the voice of Beth Nielsen Chapman I wrote "Late Night Grande (Hotel)" With just my right hand happenin' Chorus Now its keys rent the air in its new place to stand A gift for the children who'll play right and left hand Just a 1937 pre-war Kimball Oh, the grace of that three-quarter grand Oh, the grace of that three-quarter grand Oh, the grace of that three-quarter grand Oh, it's lonesome in this corner at five am I'd called Harlan Howard, only he'd understand All of those melodies that came to be Mornings in that corner ... that piano and me I wish for a left hand like Glen D. Hardin I could play Jimmy Webb or perhaps Randy Newman Ah, it's a blessing it never met Jerry Lee's feet Just the hands of those children Is all this Kimball needs I've let it go ... let it go That piano I bought from Al Jones long ago I've let it go, I've let it go I smiled as it rolled out the door The songs that we wrote, ah, not for note That piano will always know Chorus And God bless the child Who's got a song Who's got a song Who's got a song |
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| 10. |
| 3:36 |
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(Nanci Griffith)
Life is full of finer things They're lost and found in the dark It's the dog by the highway Who said,"Goin' my way?" Now, he lives in your own backyard He was waiting for love You came along and fit the part It's the whistle from the man With the kindest hands And a Norwegian name you can't say You meet him in the street Tripping over your own feet He claims you still anyway Waiting for love God forgives your lack of grace Chorus Everyone I know From my dust bowl to the city Is waiting for love (love) To start another day They may be shy of heart Oh, their pockets may be empty Yet they are waiting for love (love) And that's enough to fill our days It's the heartworn jokes of your dear father And the laughter in your own mother's heart It's that plane blowin' in With your love one within Who you've ached for in your time apart When you're waiting for love Life's a thread of paths to cross Chorus Whiter shade of pale is my best kept secret It's the song that'll sail me back home It's a picture in my hand Of my own farm land And the crops that I planted last spring When you're waiting for love You've got the finest life can bring Chorus When you're waiting for love (love) You've got enough to fill your days |
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| 11. |
| 3:51 |
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Something's disturbed me
I'm out of your company Im out of the country With another man's heart I'm angered and doubtful And I'd shout a earful But nothing comes out When I open my mouth I'm nobody's angel now (she's out of the country now) I'm nobody's angel now (she's out of the country now) Cuz' if I can't give love I can't rise up above these clouds So, I'm nobody's angel now I was the forest for love songs The one who can't love wrong The one who won't fall But will still write it down I'm the one who would understand Who listens with pen in hand On everyone's shoulder Till it's me who falls down I'm nobody's angel now (she's out of the country now) I'm nobody's angel now (she's out of the country now) Cuz' if I can't give love I can't rise up above these clouds So, I'm nobody's angel now I'm grounded and rusty My dance card is dusty now Because I wanted to be What the angels see When they look down Just a couple on the avenue With their feet on the ground I'm nobody's angel now Something's disturbed me I'm out of your company I'm out of the country now Something's disturbed me I'm out of your company I'm out of the country now I'm nobody's angel now (she's out of the country now) Nobody's angel now (she's out of it) I'm out of the country now I'm out of the country now And nobody's angel now |
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| 12. |
| 2:53 |
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I saw you on the avenue
You looked so tired and a little blue You were in your Sunday best Your father's tie upon your chest Hey, you always stood me still Hey, you always will In the corridor of one hotel We once crossed paths I recall it well Voices in an empty hall Slamming doors to hearts that fall Hey, you always stood me still Hey, you always will Always will Always will Hey Always will Always will Hey Love has been my passer by I stood too still to catch your eye But there out on the avenue In your father's tie I'll remember you Hey, you always stood me still Hey, you always will Hey, you always stood me still Hey, you always will Hey, you always will |
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| 13. |
| 3:52 |
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| 14. |
| 2:20 |
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