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You come home late
And you come home early You come on big When you're feelin' small You come home straight And you home curly Sometimes you just don't come home at all So what in the world's come over you? What in heaven's name have you done? You've broken the speed of the sound of loneliness You're out there runnin' Just to be on the run Well, I got a heart that burns with a fever And I got a worried and jealous mind Well how can a love That will last forever Get left so far behind? So what in the world's come over you? What in heaven's name have you done? You've broken the speed of the sound of loneliness You're out there runnin' Just to be on the run |
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Oh I wish it would rain and wash my face clean
I want to find some dark cloud to hide in here Oh love and a memory sparkle like diamonds When the diamonds fall they burn like tears When the diamonds fall they burn like tears Once I had a love from the Georgia Pans who only cared for me I want to find that love of 22 here at 33 I've got a heart on my right and one on my left And neither suits my needs No the one I love is way out west and he never will need me I'm gonna pack up my two-step shoes and head for the Gulf Coast plains I want to walk the streets of my own home town where everybody knows my name I want to ride a ways down to Galveston when the hurricanes blow in Cause that Gulf Coast water tastes as sweet as wine When your heart's rolling home in the wind |
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Oh I'm sailing away, my own true love
I'm sailing away in the morning Is there something I can send you from across the sea? From the place where I'll be landing? There's nothing you can send me, my own true love There's nothing I'm wishing to be owning Just carry yourself back to me unspoiled From across that lonesome ocean Oh, but I just thought you might want something fine Maybe silver or of golden Either from the mountains of Madrid Or from the coast of Barcelona If I had the stars of the darkest night And the diamonds from the deepest ocean I'd forsake them all for your sweet kiss That's all I wish to be owning Oh, I might be gone a long ol' time And it's only that I'm asking Is there something I can send you to remember me by? To make your time more easy passing? How can, how can you ask me again? Well it only brings me sorrow Oh, the same thing I would want today I would want again tomorrow Oh, I got a letter on a lonesome day It was from his ship a-sailing Saying, I don't know when I'll be coming back again It depends on how I'm feeling If you, my love, must think that away I'm sure your mind is a-roaming I'm sure your thoughts are not with me But with the country where you're going So take heed, take heed of the western wind Take heed of stormy weather And yes, there is something you can send back to me Spanish boots of Spanish leather |
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(Nanci Griffith)
Out of the blue horizon Stretched a band of gold From the straits of Juan de Fuca To the east of Portland, Maine You held my hand As we raced along the buffalo bayou Chasing the tail of this globe You say one day, babe we're bound to 'cause it takes two for the road Chorus We're two of a kind heart Closing in the distances Now here comes our twilight part And we've had the best light of our days We're two rails that never crossed in anger Voices never raised Two of a kind heart Two for the road We have been blessed with dreaming You had Georgia's New Mexico And while your hands worked in China It was from Ireland I wrote Moving out from America From those buffalo bayou trails Now, didn't you tell me, babe, we'll have this globe By it's tail 'cause it takes two for the road Chorus And we can be anywhere and never leave home With your hand to hold ... we are two for the road Two of a kind heart ... two for the road |
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I am leaving Mississippi in the evening rain
These Delta towns wear satin gowns In a high beamed frame Loretta Lynn guides my hands through the radio Where would I be in times like these Without the songs Loretta wrote? [Chorus:] When you can't find a friend You've still got the radio When you can't find a friend You've still got the radio Radio, listen to the radio Radio, listen to the radio I left a handsome two stepped good ole boy in Tennessee Now, he's sittin' on the sofa, lookin' for his supper, Wonderin' what's become of me I've got a double-o-eighteen Martin guitar in the Back seat of the car Hey, I'm leaving Mississippi, With the radio on [Chorus] There's a moon across the border in the Louisiana sky I smell the Pontchartrain, I hear Silver Wings Then, away Merle Haggard flies That good ole boy will find a Band of Gold On the stereo Hey, then my Mama's gonna call and say, "Where's she gone?" He'll say, "Down the road with the radio on." |
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There's a light beyond these woods, Mary Margaret.
Do you think that we will go there, And see what makes it shine, Mary Margaret? It's almost morning, and we've talked all night, You know we've made big plans for ten-year-olds, You and I. Have you met my new boy friend, Margaret? His name is John, and he rides my bus to school, And he holds my hand. He's fourteen, he's my older man. But we'll still be the best of friends, The three of us, Margaret, John, and I. Let's go to New York City, Margaret! We'll hide out in the subways And drink the poets' wine, oh, But I had John, so you went and I stayed behind. But you were home in time for the senior prom, When we lost John. The fantasies we plan, I'm living them now. All the dreams we sang when we knew how, Well, they haven't changed. There's never been two friends like you and me, Mary Margaret. It's nice to see you family growing, Margaret. Your daughter and your husband there, They really treat you right, But we've talked all night And what about the light, that glowed beyond Our woods when we were ten? You were the rambler then. The fantasies we planned, well, Maggie, I'm living them now. All the dreams we sang, oh, we damn sure knew How, but I haven't changed. There'll never be two friends like you and me, Maggie, can't you see? There's a light beyond your woods, Mary Margaret. |
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(James Hooker - Nanci Griffith - Danny Flowers)
Gulf Coast Highway He worked the rails He worked the rice fields With their cool dark wells He worked the oil rigs in the Gulf of Mexico The only thing we've ever owned Is this old house here by the road And when he dies he says he'll catch some blackbird's wing Then he will fly away to Heaven come some sweet blue bonnet spring She walked through springtime When I was home The days were sweet The nights were warm The seasons change the jobs would come the flowers fade This old house felt so alone When the work took me away And when she dies she says; she'll catch some blackbird's wing Then she will fly away to Heaven come some sweet blue bonnet spring Highway 90 The jobs are gone We tend our garden We set the sun This is the only place on earth blue bonnets grow Once a year they come and go At this old house here by the road And when we die we say we'll catch some blackbird's wing Then we will fly away to heaven come some sweet blue bonnet spring And when we die we'll catch some blackbird's wing We will fly away together come some sweet blue bonnet spring |
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He was a flyer for the Air Force
On a plane from San Antonio I was traveling to London He was going off to Buffalo Changing planes in Pittsburgh We got grounded in a storm Now, I would give anything To be on that flyer's arm We played cards, mostly blackjack As we sat out on the tarmac We sang songs we knew in Spanish As we both loved songs of language He'd heard me on the radio I'd seen the flyers on San Antone Now, I would give anything To have that flyer for my own God bless the flyer Who would be flying home tonight I would give anything To see that flyer, flyin' tonight He said he'd never married Cuz, his heart was in the clouds And I said I was too clumsy That I broke the wings of the loves I found He shouted out his name to me As I ran to make my flight Now, I would give anything To see that flyer, flyin' tonight One year I watched a war in London In the airport leaving London And I wondered if I'd know him If I saw his wings in motion Did I leave my heart in Pittsburgh... In the lightening of that flight? I wish that you could tell me now Will he be flyin' home tonight? God bless the flyer Who would be flying home tonight I would give anything To see that flyer, flyin' tonight God bless the flyer Who would be flying home tonight I would give anything To see that flyer, flyin' tonight |
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My mother came to America
Sailed through the harbor of hopes and of dreams Back in the Thirties With the streets paved in gold And the sky laced with moonbeams Mothers and daughters, fathers and sons Here in the free world, we're the lucky ones All of my yearning All of my hunger Maybe I'm learning Sometimes I wonder Good night, New York Before the Kennedys Before the Beatles Before the Vietnam War Back to a time when anything was possible Having less meant knowing more Brothers and sisters, uncles and aunts Here in the free world, for that second chance All of my yearning All of my hunger Maybe I'm learning Sometimes I wonder Good night, New York My mother came to America Sailed through the harbor of hopes and of dreams And here in the future I hope I've not failed her Cause nothing's the way that it seems All of my yearning All of my hunger Maybe I'm learning Sometimes I wonder Good night, New York |
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(Nanci Griffith)
Nothing that I've ever seen Now means much of anything In traveling through this part of you And the Vietnam that I had dreamed The place you wore your life "fatigued" I'm traveling through this part of you Chorus Where are you amongst this madness On the streets of Saigon? Where were you in 1969? When I was but a youth Oh, here were you You were traveling through this part of you I'll make my way now on my own Back to my home to live alone I have traveled through this part of you Yet, I will save this time and place For the time when I can say I traveled truth this part of you Repeat Chorus You were an American boy Whose innocence was lost here in the wat And I wear your scars While traveling through this part of you Nothing that I've ever seen Now means much of anything In traveling through this part of you And the Vietnam that I had dreameed The place you wore your life "fatigued" I'm traveling through this part of you I'm traveling through this part of you I'm traveling through this part of you |
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By the Time I Get to Phoenix
Was the last song on your mind the day you left You woke up in Nogales With Tequila with her name across your chest You've stumbled through the morning In these border tourists' dusty avenues Singing Everyday's The Hurting Kind And everyday you live, you're Born to Lose. [Chorus] You missed the last train home The whistle blew and now she's gone West Texas dust beneath your nails You're hammered down the heartbreak trail And you've missed the last train home That whistle blew... she's solid gone Now, you're wandering El Paso Searching for your broken heart and truth She was all you ever had And the only thing you ever had to lose With a juke box playing Charlie Rich You're lining up your shots at half past noon You threw your ring across the bar And sang along to Good Time Charlie's Got the Blues [Chorus] Now don't go to Tulsa where she's bound You'll end up six feet underground Your ex-friend, Charlie's there abouts He never missed the last train out You missed the last train home That whistle blew... she's solid gone You missed the last train home That whistle blew... she's solid gone |
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What is that sound ringing in my ears
I've heard that sound before What's that I hear ringing in my ears I hear it more and more It's the sound of freedom calling Ringing up to the sky It's the sound of the old ways falling You can hear it if you try You can hear it if you try What's that I see shining in my eyes I've seen that light before What's that I see shining in my eyes I see it more and more It's the light of freedom shining Shining up to the sky It's the light of the old ways falling You can see it if you try You can see it if you try What's that I feel now beating in my heart I've felt that beat before What's that I feel beating in my heart I feel it more and more It's the rumble of freedom calling Climbing up to the sky It's the rumble of the old ways falling You can feel it if you try You can feel it if you try It's the sound of freedom calling You can hear it if you try |
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I'm headed out on that highway
Listenin' to them big trucks whine I'm headed out on that highway Listenin' to them big trucks whine White Freight Liner Won't you steal away my mind New Mexico ain't bad Lord People there they treat you fine New Mexico ain't bad Lord People there they treat you fine That old White Freight Liner Gonna steal away my mind If you see Miss Caroline Won't you tell her that I'm doin' fine If you see Miss Caroline Won't you tell her that I'm doin' fine That old White Freight Liner Can't haul away my mind I got bad news from Houston Half my friends have died I got bad news from Houston Half my friends have died White Freight Liner Gonna steal away my mind Lord I'm gonna ramble 'til I get back from where I came Lord I'm gonna ramble ‘til I get back from where I came That old White Freight Liner Gonna haul away my brain I'm headed out on the highway Listenin' to them big trucks whine Headed out on the highway Listenin' to them big trucks whine White Freight Liner Steal away my mind |
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