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| 5:54 | 
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I want to go to Magnolia Mountain
And lay my weary head down Down on the rocks Of the mountain my savior made Steady my soul and ease my worry Hold me when I rattle like a hummingbird hummin' Tie me to the rocks of the mountain my savior made Lie to me Sing me a song Sing me a song until the morning comes If the morning come, will you lie to me Will you take me to your bed Will you lay me down Til' I'm heavy like the rocks in the riverbed That my savior made I want to be the bluebird singing Singing to the roses in her yard Roses in her yard her father grew for her It's been raining like Tennessee honey So long I got too heavy to fly Ain't no bluebird ever gets too heavy to sing Lie to me Sing me a song Sing me a song until the morning comes And if the morning don't come, will you lie to me Will you take me to your bed Will you lay me down Ti'l I'm heavy like the rocks in the riverbed That my savior made Please We burn the cotton fields down in the valley And ended up with nothing but scars Scars became the lessons that we gave to our children after the war There ain't nothing but the tunes of Magnolia Mountain Where nobody ever dies Steady your soul and ease your worry They got room Lie to me like I lie to you Hold me down until the morning comes And if the morning don't come Will you lie to me Will you take me to your bed Will you lay me down 'Til I'm heavy like the rocks in the riverbed That my savior made Please |
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| 2. |
| 5:03 |
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Let me go I'm only letting you down
I 've got nothing to say to you now I lose the feelings that are weighing me down When I'm safe It's turning morning all the birds sing I'm not complicating anything I'll have another then I'll go to bed But I'll dream of you Cause it's almost over And it's almost gone And I can feel the sweet illusion, coming Sweet confusion, honey Sweet illusion coming down And I ain't got nothing but love for you now You and I used to shine like a jewel But times been nothing to us but cruel So play it out and never played the fool Cause you'll lose every time We were nothing, we were only the past Hard times like that don't last I've been forgiven, I've been surpassed By my heart Have you? Cause it's almost over Yeah it's almost gone And I can feel the Sweet Illusion coming Sweet Confusion, honey Sweet Illusion coming down And I ain't got nothing but love for you Love for you I can't use And lonely nights multiplied by the blues That I can't resolve You never knew me but I did my best I'm just lonely inside I guess You gave me everything you really tried Thanks.... If we were nothing and we're only the past Then I'm just living in a dream I guess A long black dream that takes me down the river to you Where it's almost over And we're almost gone And I can feel the Sweet Illusion coming Sweet Confusion, honey Sweet Illusion coming down |
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| 3. |
| 4:29 |
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something about you
That reminds me of all those times When I wasn't sorry, when I wasn't blue The cherry moon it shone down on us Under the stars shining down every one for you If I could count them all I would circle the moon And count 'em back to nothing Till I got to you Something in you dies, when it's over Everybody cries sometimes If loving you's a dream That's not worth having Then why do I dream of you? I used to be the house that you lived in Down on Meadowlake Street When you moved they cut down the maple tree I carved your name into The tree became a boat, I christened it your name And when the water turned to salt From your tears it hit the bottom of the ocean Where I go when I hear your name And I sink like a stone Something in you dies, when it's over Everybody cries sometimes If loving you's a dream That's not worth having Then why do I dream of you? Why do I dream of you i feel like a dream that's not having Like a nervous joke ain't nobody laughing Like somebody with nothing 'cause they don't know What they're wanting Tiny like the sand in the cracks of drift wood Washed up on the shore of an ocean of you Boats out on the horizon Made of the maple tree where we used to lie down On Meadowlake Street counting the stars you and I You and I Something in you dies when it's over Everybody cries sometimes If loving you's a dream that's not worth having Then why do I dream of you Why do I dream of you Why |
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| 4. |
| 4:52 |
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There's something in the way she eases my mind
And lays me across the bed till I close my eyes Stirs me in the morning till I can ever be satisfied I leave Carolina every night in my dreams Like the girls that try to love me that I only leave Rock me like a baby doll and hold me to your chest But I'm always moving too fast If I could find my way back home, where would I go? When everything about me, I used to be, Shivers in the sheets and the blankets of snow Lost out in the woods were you're looking for me When, when will you come back home No one leave the lights on in a house Where nobody lives anymore Loaded like the boxes up in the bedroom Coming off the hinges like the door The shadows dancing up in the window They're not who we are but who we were And I'm not gonna break, but if I do I'm gonna shatter like the glass I turned your heart into I'm broken like the windows in the house where I used to live And If I could find my way back home, where would I go? When everything about me, I used to be, Shivers in the sheets and the blankets of snow I'm lost out in the woods looking for you When, when will you come back home No one leave the lights on in a house Where nobody lives anymore Everything about me you liked is already gone Everything about me you loved is gone |
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| 5. |
| 3:01 |
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All I want to do is get up get up get up
In the morning in the morning And not want to die tomorrow tomorrow tomorrow I feel alright when I think about you Walking through a star field covered in light Wasted like you're losing your job you're so fired Just like the ones you used to make fun of It's beautiful sorta, beautiful sorta Beautiful sorta but not Beautiful sorta, beautiful sorta Beautiful sorta but not All I want to do is get high get high get high In the evening in the evening And not want to die tomorrow tomorrow tomorrow I'm buzzing like a jar full of lightening bolts! Wasted like a bum with somebody's wallet Pictures inside of you and I wasted and sad I'm past sorry It's beautiful sorta, beautiful sorta Beautiful sorta but not Beautiful sorta, beautiful sorta Beautiful sorta but not I do anything I can to remove you but it hurts From all the shit that we started It's beautiful sorta, beautiful sorta Beautiful sorta but not Beautiful sorta, beautiful sorta Beautiful sorta but not |
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| 3:50 |
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I ain't afraid of her
I've hurt so much it feels just like normal to me now I'm alone and I'm dancin', with you now, In your old room, in your old house I'm alone and I'm dancin', with you now, In your old room, but there's nobody there Now that your gone Now that your gone Everything you ever touched, the fingerprints like Crime scene evidence undisturbed in dust I don't dare touch anything of yours, because it's evidence of us And it means everything Well sort of I'm alone and I'm dancin', with you now, In your old room, in your old house I'm alone and I'm dancin', with you now, In your old room, but there's nobody there Now that your gone Now that your gone Now that your gone Now that your gone Gone I'm alone and I'm dancin' with you now, In your old room, in your old house I'm alone and I'm dancin' with you now, In your old room, but there's nobody there Now that your gone Now that your gone, for good |
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| 7. |
| 4:33 |
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Every night I read this novel about you
Holding roses in the pouring rain But the ending's tore up, trying to hail a cab Think no one can read you, but I can Well we move into a house down on Cherry Lane And watch the world go by Am I'm missing a page I want to be the one who walks you home Who walks you home tonight Staring into her eyes and then try and explain it But it's written in a language that was meant to fuck you up And I can never get close enough But I lie But I lie down on her pillow And you feel like you was going away Going away when you got no place to go But back in her arms lying on her pillow Curled up with a book down on Cherry Lane The glass it hits the floor and you're walking away But I want to be the one who walks you home Who walks you home anyway Stare into her eyes and then try to explain it Try to explain it away I want to be the one who walks you home Who walks you home tonight Stare into her eyes and then try to explain it Try to explain it away But that shit just fucks you up And I can never get close enough I can never get close I can never get close enough I can never get close enough to you |
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| 8. |
| 4:45 |
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Mockingbirds sing
Sing me what the Lord was singing On the day He made the water The color of the blues Sing me that song Sing me till the heavens rising On the day He made the water The color of my baby's eyes Love her in the way you want to be loved Love her in the ways you want to be loved Love her in the ways you want to be loved But the way I'm loving her It must not be enough 'Cause the way she cries It only tears me up, I feel dead inside and dying And if you give up Don't give up on love Don't give up on love The rivers they run They run until they get too tired Until they run behind the houses And they become the creek When I was a child I ran until the creek became the river When it turned into the ocean I wondered why he made it so deep Love her in the ways you want to be loved Love her in the ways you want to be loved Love her in the ways you want to be loved But the way I'm loving her Must not be enough 'Cause the way she cries It only tears me up, I feel dead inside and dying Don't give up 'Cause in a way she's crying It only tears me up, I feel dead inside and dying If you give up Don't give up on love Don't give up on love Don't give up on love Don't give up on love Love her in the ways that you want to be loved Love her in the ways that you want to be loved Love her in the ways that you want to be loved Sometimes it ain't enough Sometimes it ain't enough But don't give up on love Don't give up on love Don't give up on love Don't give up on love |
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| 9. |
| 3:15 |
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to moon6pence from shootingstar
Lord, I miss that girl On the day we met the sun was shining down Down on the valley Riddled with horses running Crushing them with flowers I would have picked for her On the day she was born She runs through my veins like a long black river And rattles my cage like a thunderstorm Oh my soul What does it mean? What does it mean? What does it mean to be so sad? When someone you love Someone you love is supposed to make you happy What do you do How do you keep love alive? When it won't What, what are the words They use when they know it's over "We need to talk," or "I'm confused, maybe later you can come over" I would've held your mother's hand On the day you was born She runs through my veins Like a long black river and rattles my cage Like a thunderstorm Oh, my soul What does it mean? What does it mean? What does it mean to be so sad? When someone you love Someone you love is supposed to make you happy What do you do How do you keep love alive? When it won't How do you keep love alive? |
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| 1. |
| 5:11 |
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Let's take a ride to the easy plateau
Where the cold don't come and the wind don't blow Moonlight flickers on the water below The orange grove blossoms In the orange grove Bad nights lead to better days It doesn't matter but I think about it anyway I want a easy plateau Some place to rest my head I want an easy plateau Some place to rest my head For awhile, for awhile, for awhile For a little while Sleepyhead, come on let's take a ride To the easy plateau in the back of your mind Up through the alley, take the door under the stairs My head ain't feeling nothing but cats and rocking chairs Bad nights lead to better days It never happens but I think about it anyway I want an easy plateau Some place to hang my head I want an easy plateau Some place to hang my head For awhile, for awhile, for awhile For a little while How do I hold on to you If I can't hold on to me How do I hold on to you I want an easy plateau Some place to rest my head for a little while I want an easy plateau Some place to rest my head I want an easy plateau Some place to rest my head An easy plateau |
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| 3:24 |
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Movin' like the fog on the Cumberland River
I was leaving on the Delta Queen I wasn't ready to go I'm never ready to go Twenty-seven years of nothin' but failures and promises that I couldn't keep Oh lord I wasn't ready to go I'm never ready to go Let it ride Let it ride easy down the road Let it ride Let it take away all of the darkness Let it ride Let it rock me in the arms of strangers, angels until it brings me home Let it ride Let it roll Let it go Loaded like a sailor Tumbling off a ferry boat I was at the bar till three Oh Lord, and I wasn't ready to go I'm never ready to go Tennessee's a brother to my sister Carolina where they're gonna bury me And I ain't ready to go I'm never ready to go Let it ride let it ride easy down the road Let it ride Let it take away all of this darkness Let it ride Let it rock me in the arms of strangers, angels until it brings me home Let it ride Let it roll Let it go I want to see you tonight Dancing in the endless moonlight In the parking lot in the headlights of cars Someplace on the moon Where they moved the drive-in theater Where I left the car that I can't find but I still got the keys to Let it ride Let it ride easy down the road Let it ride Let it take away all of this darkness Let it ride Let it rock me in the arms of strangers, angels until it brings me home Let it ride Let it roll Let it go |
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| 2:55 |
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When I pick up my guitar
This is the song that always comes Don't know what I'm singing 'bout and Don't know what for I think about you And I think about Rosebud Wish there was a song to sing To bring you back But you can't get here from nowhere I guess Rosebud's shipwrecked up on the Ohio Behind a wall of glass Telling me to take care of myself And my friends You sing to a field of trees And roses singing those melodies Simple and easy where everything moves Underneath you And Rosebud too I wish there was a song to sing To get you back But you can't get here from nowhere I guess Rosebud's shipwrecked up on the Ohio Behind a wall of glass Telling me to take it easy But I took a photograph And she's just a wooden machine But you and Rosebud, you're still singing to me |
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| 4:36 |
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Mirrors in the room go black and blue
On a Sunday morning in Saturday shoes We don't choose who we love We don't choose In a Sunday suit, with the Saturday beat She don't love who she chose She don't need what she do Daylight comes in exposin' Saturday bruises and cold roses Cold roses Nothin' but the sunlight'll help you grow from underneath your bed You can't see the window We don't choose what we see We don't choose Fortunate and angry just like a child All that money buys you medicine but can't buy you time We don't choose what we love And she don't need what she got Daylight comes in exposin' Saturday bruises and cold roses Cold roses Cold roses Cold roses Cold roses |
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| 4:38 |
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For all the hours here that move too slow
There's all this letting go, that don't pass If all this love is real, how will we know? If we're only scared of losing it, how will it last? If I am a stranger now to you I will always be, I will always be Stronger now then me, stronger then you Our love will always be And if we let it go, I will try to be there for you If I can, what if I can't? Today is yesterday when you don't know How to rebuild the walls that someone has knocked down To tell the truth it's hard enough about a lover Who you want to hide your darkness from So they won't let you down If I am a stranger now to you I will always be, I will always be Stronger now then me, stronger then you Our love will always be And if we let it go, I will try to be there for you I will try and be there for you If I can, what if I can't? For all the hours here that move to slow There's all this letting go, that won't pass If all this love is real, how will we know? And if were only scared of losing it, how will it last? If I am a stranger now to you I will always be, I will always be Stronger now then me, stronger than you Our love will always be If we let it go, I will try to be there for you I will try to be there for you I will try to be there for you If I can, what if I can't? |
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| 3:14 |
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She ain't lonely now
See her shuffle 'cross the floor Yeah, she's happier now See her smile and say 'come on' Let's dance all night Let's dance all night Let's dance all night Yeah, I think she'll be alright I ain't lonely now Yeah, I've got someone I love Someone I think about Someone for me to take care of And dance all night Dance all night Dance all night Yeah, I think I feel alright She ain't lonely now See her shuffle 'cross the floor Yeah, she's happier now See her smile and say 'come on' Let's dance all night Let's dance all night Let's dance all night Yeah, I think she'll be alright |
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| 3:15 |
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to moon6pence from shootingstar
Without anyone to love you What will you blossom into? Without anyone to hold you How will you grow? And in the Wildwood trees The wild wind blows And the nighttime crushes the hurricane rose And with no one to care for you Who knows Blossom for me rose You're the picture of my love Blossom for me rose Stretch out underneath the stars And when tomorrow comes I will hold you up Little blossom, shining in the sun Without any place to go to How will your soul return to Without anyone to keep you Where will you go And in the shadows of the past Where you're spinning so fast It's hard to see it coming And it never lasts And with nothing to judge your life by How will you know Blossom for me rose You're the picture of my life Blossom for me rose Stretch out underneath the stars And when tomorrow comes I will hold you up Little blossom, shining in the sun Without anyone to love you What will you blossom into Without anyone to hold you How will you grow |
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| 4:27 |
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to moonnpence from shootingstar
You plant a rose And if the rose comes up You're thankful to God And when it doesn't you cuss him You raise a child And when the child grows up You got to learn to let go If you can't learn to love him But, oh, what a beautiful thing when you sing Hear all them bells ringing out in the street Hammer strikes the metal and it makes me believe 'Cause if I don't believe in love Then I don't believe in you And I do Now I'm not saying only bad news comes For the people who want it But you gotta play that music for who's listening You got to have someone you wanna sing it to Oh, what a beautiful thing when you sing Hear all them bells ringing out in the street Blue sky cracking and it makes me believe Oh, hear all them bells ringing out in the street Hammer strikes the metal and it makes me believe 'Cause if I don't believe in love Then I don't believe in you And I do Close my eyes, see the glorious sunset Through the windows of a store and I want it Anyway, if I ever felt haunted You were there for me These angry people who are waiting to judge you Have their own judgment that they'll have live up to Open your mouth And if nothing come through Remember You're the one that sings And it's a gift And life's a beautiful thing Oh, don't waste it doll You build a house and if the house comes up You gotta work on that house If you want to make it your home 'Cause everything inside that's not something you own Is what you're taking with you On the day that you go And oh, what a beautiful world when we sing Hear all them bells ringing out in the street Hammer strikes the metal and it makes me believe Hear all them bells ringing out in the street Oh, hammer strikes the metal and it makes me believe 'Cause if I don't believe in love Then I don't believe in you And I do |
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| 9. |
| 4:44 |
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to moon6pence from shootingstar
As pretty as a song A song could ever be Like Christmas on a river Without a boat or Christmas tree This afternoon with you was something like a letter The kind that someone writes but never sends And when you look at me You remind me that someday it's gonna end And when you pass on I bet you miss your friends As simple as a breeze Tugging hard upon the sail Been moving through these streets forever From Istanbul to Amsterdam This afternoon with you was something like a letter The kind that someone writes but never sends And when you look at me You remind me that someday it's gonna end And when you pass on God, I bet you miss your friends As pretty as a song A song could ever be Like Christmas on a river Without a boat or Christmas tree This afternoon with you was something like a letter The kind that someone writes but never sends And when you look at me You remind me that someday it's gonna end And when you pass on God, I bet you miss your friends Miss your friends God, I bet you miss your friends |
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