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Keep Movin'

 

I find myself on a crowded train

Goin' anywhere that I can aim

But the wheels wont roll, coal won't burn

The conductor never took the time to learn

I gotta keep movin'

 

I jump the window into a truck

Speeding by me it's just my luck and the

Driver skids, says "what the fuck?"

And yet again I find that I am stuck

but I gotta keep movin'

Keep movin'

 

I flee through desert toward a car

The headlights flicker at me like a star

The lights turn away like the setting sun

I guess I've no choice but to run

I gotta keep movin'

Movin' on...

 

Well I ran and ran until I couldn't take no more

Collapsed exhausted on a blue ocean shore and I

Started riptiding to the ocean floor

Until I found myself at death's door

My boat is coming at any minute and I just know I'm gonna sail off in it

My boat is coming at any minute and I just know I'm gonna sail off in it

Come on! I just know I'm gonna sail off in it!

I gotta keep movin'

Keep movin'

Keep movin'


 

Long Shot

 

I’m a long shot baby, a long shot is what I am

I’m a long shot baby, a long shot is what I am

Well my mane’s gone gray but but legs ain’t tired

And I can run much faster than anybody says I can

 

I’m a long shot baby, a long shot is what I been

I’m a long shot baby, been shootin’ since I don’t know when

Don’t put your money on another horse hon,

I ain’t gonna be one of those twenty-seven also rans

 

Seems to me there must be some mistake, I don’t know where

You got it all wrong, but on the other hand I don’t care

I wanna take my time before I get blue in the face

Cut the shit, we both know it, it’s a long race

 

Well I’m a shortstop baby, a shortstop is what I’ll be

I’m a shortstop baby and a shortstop is what I’ll be

I can shuffle-step side to side, legs down, open wide

Side-spitting, knocking down every ground ball I see

 

Seems to me you got a little trouble with the play by play

You got the wrong idea ‘bout every other word I say

I wanna call time out and fiddle with my batting gloves

It ain’t just good defense that everyone loves

 

I’m a long shot baby, a long shot is what I am

I’m a long shot baby, a long shot is what I am

Well my mane’s gone gray but but legs ain’t tired

And I can run much faster than anybody says I can

 

I wanna take my time before I get blue in the face

Aw come on, we both know it, it’s a long race


 

Takin’ Your Word For It

 

To a certain extent I’ll be takin’ your word for it

Cause it’s all I can do

You’ll be putting you faith in me and I

I’ll be placing a bet on you

If it’s a sure thing that you want

Write a letter to your confidante

Listen to me child, if you please

Oh there ain’t no guarantees

 

Oh well I gathered up my nickels and dimes

And I stepped onto the bus

All the passengers were looking at the driver

And he was a-smiling at us

Well we shimmied from side to side

I said my prayers, enjoyed the ride

Cause there was nothing I could do or say

To make that driver drive a particular way

 

To a certain extent I’ll be takin’ your word for it

Cause it’s all I can do

You’ll be putting you faith in me and I

I’ll be placing a bet on you

If it’s a sure thing that you need

Cut your finger and watch it bleed, but

Listen to me child, if you please

Oh there ain’t no guarantees

 

I gathered up a couple of dollars

And I headed for the bar downtown

I stopped to pick young Annalee up and to

Get us a bottle of brown

Yeah but, Crazy Chester and his four piece band

Had her dancing with another man

And there was nothing I could say or do

To make sure that she didn’t go home with you

 

To a certain extent I’ll be takin’ your word for it

Cause it’s all I can do

You’ll be putting you faith in me and I

I’ll be placing a bet on you

If it’s a sure thing you think you’ve found

Everything comes back around

Listen to me child, if you please

Oh there ain’t no guarantees

Listen to me child, if you please

Oh there ain’t no guarantees


 

Outrage for the Execution of Willie McGee

 

That old shoe is bound to walk now

That man right out the door

But this old shoe is bound to walk now

Tell you what the reason's for

 

This old dollar bought me nothin'

This dollar's sick and frail

But this dollar bought you somethin'

Now your man is free on bail

 

Some old souls have the courthouse

To see the justice done

Some souls have the courthouse

To let the wrong man run

 

Some old souls are bound for heaven

Some souls are bound for jail

Some souls can buy each other

And some souls are not for sale

 

Well you

Take the life of poor black Willie

Take the life because you can

Take the life of poor black Willie

and free another guilty man

Well you

Take the life of poor Black Willie

Take the life in Jesus' name

Take the life of poor Black Willie

and find another man to blame

 

Do you have no heartbeat?

 

Do you have no heartbeat pounding inside?

Do you have no heartbeat by which to abide?

Do you have no heartbeat when you heard that he died?

Did you have no heartbeat?

 

Well you

Take the life of poor black Willie

Take the life because you can

Take the life of poor black Willie

and free another guilty man

Well you

Take the life of poor Black Willie

Take the life in Jesus' name

Take the life of poor Black Willie

and find another man to blame

 

Do you have no heartbeat?

Do you have no heartbeat?

 

End of The Road

Chickens in the meadow, they’re brown and yellow

They’re black and white and red on the head

Twenty-one hens, living in pens

The rooster know how to crow

 

Mama said she’s gonna kill the rooster this summer

Won’t be sleeping in the winter if he’s crowing like a sinner

I don’t wanna kill him, maybe we can sell him

Sell him to the man at the end of the road

 

The end of the road, the man’s so old

Lives all alone with his dogs and his gold

Ain’t got a rooster, know that he used to

Maybe I’ll pay him a visit in the morning

 

One of the chickens had slim pickins

Wandered all around till it died

My little sister picked her up, kissed her

Brought her into mama and cried

 

She’s only seven, going on eleven

Going on twenty-five

She could plow a heel with the back of her heel

She’s the worker and the queen of the hive

 

Chickens in the meadow, brown and yellow

I can’t keep track of the spots on their back

Rained for a minute, we danced in it

Maybe the mountain won’t die

 

I wanna go and see what I know and

Learn if you love me true

And when I come home, if I feel all alone

Gonna sidle up next to you


 

Tucumcari

 

Gonna runaway to Tucumcari

Make camp where the land is bare

Gonna runaway to Tucumcari

Ain't no one gonna find me there

 

Found trouble in the town I come from

Left six months ago or so

Had to run from the men I wronged there

With no aim as to where to go

 

I'm told that the law ain't there yet

And the ones who tried are dead

But if the lawmen come to find me

I'll make that river red

 

I'll make that river red

 

Gonna runaway to Tucumcari

Kick dust up the riverbed

In the shadow of the Spanish Fortress

I'll lay my weary head

 

To an indian girl I'll marry

On a calico horse we'll ride

Won't leave until I'm dead and buried

With the silver in the mountainside

 

Gonna runaway to Tucumcari

Kick dust up the riverbed

In the shadow of the Spanish Fortress

I'll lay my weary head

 

To an indian girl I'll marry

On a calico horse we'll ride

Won't leave until I'm dead and buried

With the silver in the mountainside

 

Gonna runaway to Tucumcari

Make camp where the land is bare

Gonna runaway to Tucumcari

Ain't no one gonna find me there




 

Cassie, Come On Over

 

Cassie Cassie

Come on over

When your man's away

 

Cassie Cassie

Come on over

You know you will someday

 

He don't know no better than to leave you here without no money

He can only think of number one

No he's not the only man who loves you sweet and calls you honey

Guess you better pack your things and run --- come over!

Cassie Cassie

Come on over

Cassie Cassie

Come on over

 

In Memphis Memphis

Memphis Memphis

He's workin' all the time

 

Well Memphis Memphis

Memphis Memphis

Some old day he'll find

 

Memphis Memphis

Memphis Memphis

His girl is bound to roam

 

Memphis Memphis

Memphis Memphis

Shouldn't have left you home - alone

 

He don't know no better than to leave you here without no lover

He can only think of number one

I know he's not the kind of man who saved his lovin' for no other

Guess you better pack your things and run - come over!

Cassie Cassie

Come on over

Cassie Cassie

Come on over

 

Laramie

 

There was always someone pulling the strings

In the old days when we were dancing

And singing till our throats got sore

Who in their right mind would ever go and look for more

But this is now and that was all before

 

There was always someone watching us play

In our desert sandbox

Crying when the wind blew sand in our eyes

We’d set aside a pile of sand whenever anyone died

And then one day we went out to explore

 

When we got snowed in in Laramie in the early days of May

There was something taking care of me and you wouldn’t you say

 

There was always a story pointing the way

And we’d sit together reading

And scratching our beards and our chins

We used to keep a running count of everyone that loses and wins

And we could be forgiven for not learning from our sins

 

When we got snowed in in Laramie in the early days of May

There was something taking care of me and you wouldn’t you say

Well the second singularity was a million miles away

But it wasn’t far enough away and now we’re gonna pay

 

When we got snowed in in Laramie in the early days of May

There was something taking care of me and you wouldn’t you say

Well I know you’re not aware of me, we’re a million miles away

But we’re never far enough away and now we’re gonna pay


 

Mona, Take Me Home

 

She said you be good to me

I’m the only one you’ve got

I’m the only one you’ve got

And were we meant to be

Thanks for giving me a shot

Don’t forget me when I’m shot and cold

 

I said i’d never let her down

Just as far as I can tell

Just as far as she is carrying my heart around

Well I told her to be good

To the things between the hood and road

 

And if ever I get lost

 

Sleep, my love

You’re safe beside me now

And we’re together anyhow

Through the night we ride

On the fumes of gasoline

And the soul of our machine we go

 

And if ever I get lost

 

Mona won’t you take me home

Mona won’t you take me home

Mona won’t you take me home

Mona won’t you take me home

Mona won’t you take me home

Mona won’t you take me home

Mona won’t you take me home

Mona won’t you take me home


 

Barstow

 

I headed west to Barstow and left my family

Dreaming of Sierra Gold and livin' by the sea

But the desert's so damn hot here,

and the water isn't free

This ain't what I thought California was supposed to be

 

Barstow Oh Barstow! Your torture isn't fair!

I left my home for riches but there ain't gold nowhere

Oh Barstow I don't know what's keepin' me around

The toughest godforsaken place that I have ever found

 

I been workin' down in Barstow every night and day

Saving up frustration and hiding it away

Somewhere in the blistering sun,

beneath the only tree

This ain't what I thought California was supposed to be

 

Barstow, Oh Barstow! Your torture isn't fair!

I left my home for riches but there ain't gold nowhere

Oh Barstow I don't know what's keepin' me around

The toughest godforsaken place that I have ever found



 

Homesick

 

The highway signs

The yellow lines

Rollin out and under by the thousands

 

The desert nights

The city lights

I left to be a ramblin' cowboy

 

Sayin' so long

With one last song

Is the best way to keep from marryin'

 

And stayin' strong

When all goes wrong

Is a weight I'm pretty used to carryin'

 

But I think of you at night

When the world is absent light

When everything's so quiet and so lonesome

You're the cigarette

I just can't kick

I'm homesick

 

Ah babe we had it good

Underneath the hood

Was an engine well greased, and purring

 

I felt that yawn

A-callin' me on

To somewhere strange and alluring

 

And every mile

Is so worthwhile

When there's someone out there who will meet you

 

I pretend that

My heart did mend

But sometimes the road can defeat you

 

I picture you at dawn

When the sun is barely on

When even birds of morning have a sturdy grasp upon

A branch, a home, a silent little song

When everything's so quiet and so lonesome

You're the cigarette

I just can't kick

I'm homesick

 

These phantom pains

Runnin' in my veins

Are proof that my skin is not as thick

 

You're the last sillhouette

Before the sun does set

I'm homesick


 

 
 
 
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Button Your Collar (A. Vinocur / P. Wolf)

All my days end this way

But when you work at all, you can’t complain

Now I think I see what this is about

So gather the troops ‘cause we’re heading out

 

This town’s too cold and much too proud

So take me south for cryin’ out loud

 

Get dressed, button your collar

And call everyone that you know

Round up every dollar ‘cause if

You stay, then nobody’s going to go, oh no

 

What do you say that we get wise

Take a bottle of bourbon to the fireflies

I’m keeping track of what my investment’s in

So I’ve got my money in a tobacco tin

 

Oh, this town’s too cold and much too proud

So take me south for cryin’ out loud

 

Get dressed, button your collar

And call everyone that you know

Round up every dollar ‘cause if

You stay, then nobody’s going to go, oh no

 

Get dressed, button your collar

And call everyone that you know

Round up every dollar ‘cause if

You stay, then nobody’s going to go, oh no

 

 

A Bank Robber’s Nursery Rhyme (P. Wolf / A. Vinocur)

Haven’t got a penny, haven’t got a dime

But I know how to have a good old time

I ain’t got a dollar, baby when I do

I’m gonna go and spend it all on you

 

When I get the money we can run away

Sing a little song ‘bout yesterday

They’re never gonna catch me long as I’m alive

You and me together, we’ll survive

 

Honey in the pantry, put it in the tea

Stir it with a spoon for you and me

Sitting in the parlor, waiting for your ma

You’re the best gal I ever saw

 

When we get the money we can run away

I don’t give a holler what they say

They’re never gonna find us till the day we die

You and me together, we’ll get by

 

Putting on your dress and looking mighty fine

Lacquering my shoes until they shine

You can have my heart if I can have your hand

I can make your daddy understand

 

I haven’t got a penny, haven’t got a dime

But I know how to have a good old time

I ain’t got a dollar, baby when I do

I’m gonna go and spend it all on you

 

Break the lock box, get the gold

Just as much as I can hold

Out the door, to the car

Oh, together, we’ll go far

 

This is a holdup, momma

I was born to be a bank robber

Hand over your last gold dollar

 

This is a holdup, momma

(This is a holdup)

This is a holdup, momma

(This is a holdup)

 

They’re never gonna catch me long as I’m alive

You and me together, we’ll survive

 

 

I Just Can’t Stop Leaving Town (P. Wolf)

 

It’s not that I grow weary of these streets

The highways and country roads

It’s not that I can’t get into some hanging around

Yeah I just can’t stop leaving town

 

It’s not that I’ve been looking at my watch

The shadows that grow on the grass

It’s not that I got fearful of settling down

Yeah I just can’t stop leaving town

 

But oh babe, it’s lonely when I go away

But I get such an itch in my bones when I stay

 

It’s not that I’m not thirsty for your skin

The lines on the palm of your hand

It’s not that I just get lost so I can be found

Yeah I just can’t stop leaving town

Yeah I just can’t stop leaving town

 

But oh babe, there’s no need to drive me away

I get such an itch in my bones when I stay

 

It’s not that I’ve been wanted for a crime

At least not one that anyone knows

It’s not that I got fearful of settling down

Yeah I just can’t stop leaving town

 

 

The Horse Accident (In Which A Girl Was All But Killed) (A. Vinocur)

 

Appalachian dust from the horse that she was riding

Made it hard to see her through the tepid summer air

I wore my finest derby hat to gather her attention

And I wanted nothing more than to follow her somewhere

 

It took her near a year to break the shackles of a past love

I said she’d never hurt as long as she’s with me

From a cold winter wall to a springtime window

There’s warm hearts living where you’d never think they’d be

 

Oh lord let me die first, I can’t be without her

I hope I never live to see her casket lined with lace

She deserves to thrive on this earth a little longer

If you need another worker, you can take me in her place

 

I heard the people talk about a girl thrown from her horse

Down from the saddle in a terrible display

And the blood it stained the dirt and the dirt it skinned the girl

And the girl they didn’t think that she would live another day

 

Oh lord let me die first, I can’t be without her

I hope I never live to see her casket lined with lace

She deserves to thrive on this earth a little longer

If you need another worker, you can take me in her place

 

She deserves to thrive on this earth a little longer

If you need another worker, you can take me in her place

 

Lord, let me die first, I can’t be without her

I hope I never live to see her casket lined with lace

She deserves to thrive on this earth a little longer

If you need another worker, you can take me in her place

 

Lord, let me die first

Lord, let me die first

 

 

Cold Riders (P. Wolf)

 

Ever since I was a child

The good lord has smiled on me

And held my hand

And held my hand

 

But I know there’s got to be

Cold riders at my back

They spur me on

They spur me on

 

Riders, I pray

Take your time

Take your time with me

 

Walking up and down the earth

With a roof above my head

Nice glass of wine

Nice glass of wine

 

I felt a whisper in my sleep

Cold riders at my back

They call to me

They call to me

 

Riders, I beg

Take your time

Take your time with me

I got nothing you want

So take your time

Take your time with me

 

I got nothing you want

So take your time

Take your time with me

 

 

Moonshiners (A. Vinocur)

 

Where were you when the sawmill burned

I was out fighting with my grandpa’s gun

They can follow me as best they can

But I can run quicker when there is no sun

 

Shine on, shine on

Shine on, shine on

 

Yeah, the government of this state

Ain’t the only way that the sheriff gets paid

You can try to hide who you are

But they’ll see straight through your charade

 

Shine on, shine on

Shine on, shine on

 

Where do the hound dogs eat when the people are frail

Where does the smoke from your lungs go once you exhale

What do the cockroaches do with no one around

They live like the moonshiners, half underground

 

Yes it was me that burned it down

To confound everyone and make it well known

That after thirty-three years of this

I’ve got a government of my own

 

Shine on, shine on

Shine on, shine on

 

Where do the hound dogs eat when the people are frail

Where does the smoke from your lungs go once you exhale

What do the cockroaches do with no one around

They live like the moonshiners, half underground

 

 

Many Miles From Blacksburg (A. Vinocur)

 

I was many miles from Blacksburg when the cannon fire burst

It chilled me to the marrowed bone but did not move the earth

I was many miles from Blacksburg but I knew that you had gone

Take what you can before god calls you on

 

I thought that you would be home by now

I thought that you would be home by now

But you’re many miles from Blacksburg with my father and our son

Take what you can before god takes someone

 

 

Dearest Sarah (A. Vinocur)

 

Dearest Sarah, I am compelled to write with aching fearful hands

Just in case I never make it back

I left our family weeks ago for battle-stricken lands

And I fear I won’t survive the next attack

 

I fled Rhode Island willingly to join the Union force

Understanding I may never know my boys

But this country’s strength of government is in a great divorce

And for this I risk my life and all its joys

 

Oh Sarah, I do understand within my sacrifice

Goes nearly every joy for you as well

But I hope you sense within my words, I thought about it twice

Our nation casts a thick momentous spell

 

Oh Sarah, start a life without me

Raise our boys to gentlemen

Thrive until the day you pass away and we can meet again

Understand my inner fight, I didn’t choose the war

I sided with democracy, yes that is what I’m dying for

Oh Sarah, my love for you is deathless

Oh Sarah, my love for you is deathless

 

Growing up without my father weighed heavy on my brain

And I dread this makes my children dance that waltz

And I’m sure at times your trust was breached and your love for me did wane

But I ask you to forgive me for these faults

And I can’t express the irony of the peaceful summer breeze

Dusting my battalion as they rest

Because within this evening’s warmness lies an darkened icy freeze

That whispered me to send you this request

 

Oh Sarah, start a life without me

Raise our boys to gentlemen

Thrive until the day you pass away and we can meet again

Understand my inner fight, I didn’t choose the war

I sided with democracy, yes that is what I’m dying for

Oh Sarah, but my love for you is deathless

Oh Sarah, it’s deathless

 

I am one of hundred thousand paying all that we can pay

Standing for an object we can’t see

Now raise our children proudly to be gracious for each day

And remind them of the reasons they are free

 

If it’s true the dead can drift unseen around the loves they had

Then I will be the wind upon your cheek

And the darkest moments in your life will never be so bad

Because I will be your strength when you are weak

 

Oh Sarah, start a life without me

Raise our boys to gentlemen

Thrive until the day you pass away and we can meet again

Understand my inner fight, I didn’t choose the war

I sided with democracy, yes that is what I’m dying for

Oh Sarah, but my love for you is deathless

Oh Sarah, my love for you is deathless

Oh Sarah, my love for you is deathless

Oh Sarah, my love for you is deathless

 

 

Ballad of a Fair Young Lady (P. Wolf)

 

Oh a fair young lady I

Used to see when walking by

Caught my love from happenstance

And now I rarely catch a glance

I wish that I had known her all the while

 

Well I got my courage up

On an empty coffee cup

Went a-callin’ at her door

She let me in at my implore

I listened as she told me of the year

When far away she lost her love so dear

 

She said my sweetheart in Tennessee

Built a banjo just for me

Made of wood as red as clay

But it hurts my heart to play

He’s gone to find his fortune in the hills

 

And I said this continent’s too wide

For you to spend your life inside

You’re much too beautiful, you know

To have no other place to go

She turned her back to me and walked away

I never cared for banjo anyway

 

 

Uncle John Farquhar (A. Vinocur)

 

Started work when I was ten

Like my father did back then

Driving Pittsburgh steel with hammers under flames

 

Fifty years up in that mill

I nearly killed myself and still

I ain’t got no dollar bill to my name

 

Old Bill Hicks from nowhere’s middle

Taught me how to play the fiddle

In east Ohio there ain’t too much going on

 

But we like it that way here

Not much changes every year

Except the whiskey jug gets lower till it’s gone

 

At the same old screen door that the dogs scratch through

And the same old wood floor underneath my shoe

And the same old woman making chicken every night

Yeah I guess I did alright

 

I was only seventeen

Met a girl from Bowling Green

It was the fieriest kind of winter fling

 

She got pregnant with my son

I didn’t have nowhere to run

So I manned up and we married in the spring

 

At the same old screen door that the dogs scratch through

And the same old wood floor underneath my shoe

And the same old woman causing trouble every night

Yeah I guess I did alright

 

Started work when I was ten

Like my father did back then

Driving Pittsburgh steel with hammers under flames

 

Now I’m nearly sixty-eight

Got a gal that sets me straight

And I’ve got supper on my plate

And I’ve got grandkids on the way

And I owe money to the state

Because my taxes all were late

But if you think I care then you’re just making noise

 

At the same old screen door that the dogs scratch through

And the same old wood floor underneath my shoe

And the same old woman leaving on that old porch light

Yeah I guess I did alright

 

 

Hello, Nebraska (A. Vinocur/A. Nash)

 

Franklin James, Franklin James

He was a child of the plains

His father died while giving birth

His mother lived for chasing trains

 

He built two tombstones with a saw

Just to fit his ma and pa

I haven’t seen him in many years

Since I been gone from Omaha

 

Hello, Nebraska (Hello!)

Hello, Nebraska (Hello!)

Hello, Nebraska (Hello!)

My old pal

 

Hello, Nebraska (Hello!)

Hello, Nebraska (Hello!)

Hello, Nebraska (Hello!)

My old pal

 

Jimmy Goose, Jimmy Goose

He hit his head, knocked something loose

Ran for office with pocket kings

And got caught with a seven-deuce

(He won the election)

 

Now I won’t tell you what I saw

Let’s just say he broke the law

I haven’t seen him in many years

Since I been gone from Omaha

 

Hello, Nebraska (Hello!)

Hello, Nebraska (Hello!)

Hello, Nebraska (Hello!)

My old pal

 

Hello, Nebraska (Hello!)

Hello, Nebraska (Hello!)

Hello, Nebraska (Hello!)

My old pal

 

Sally Ann, Sally Ann

She kissed like a girl but cursed like a man

I heard she married very young

To someone in the Ku Klux Klan

 

I bet she never told him though

Her first love was with a Negro

I wonder what they’d think of that

The thought of loving someone black

And someone black loving you back

 

Hello, Nebraska (Hello!)

Hello, Nebraska (Hello!)

Hello, Nebraska (Hello!)

My old pal

 

Hello, Nebraska (Hello!)

Hello, Nebraska (Hello!)

Hello, Nebraska (Hello!)

My old pal

 

Hello, Nebraska (Hello!)

Hello, Nebraska (Hello!)

Hello, Nebraska (Hello!)

My old pal

 

 

Knock ‘em Stiff (A. Vinocur)

 

This land is my land

And only my land

My father built this fence by hand with nails and wood

 

This land is my land

It’ll never be their land

No railway track or road will run where this house stood

 

This old silo

Stood tall in Shiloh

Since long before there were but any of these trees

 

This old canteen

Has reeked of kerosene

Since long before they had this property to seize

 

Well they can come round here with a courthouse letter

And kill for land, but they ain’t gonna get her

Knock ‘em stiff, boys

 

Cause we’re eight feet tall with a ten pound hammer

And enough packed rifles to take Alabama

Knock ‘em stiff, boys

 

And we sic our dogs on footsteps in the sticks

And we hide our gold in between the bricks

And we stand up taller than my grandpa’s sorrow

And drink coal bourbon like there ain’t no tomorrow

Knock ‘em stiff, boys

 

Knock ‘em stiff, boys

Knock ‘em stiff, boys

Knock ‘em stiff, boys

Knock ‘em stiff

 
 
 
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I'M GOING TO WORK ON MAGGIE'S FARM FOREVER (A Vinocur)

I worked in her fields and under her trees
I picked all her cotton, it stung me like bees
I shoveled her dirt when noone else would
I gave her way more than I ever should
And I’m still here with nothing whatsoever
But I’m going to work on Maggie’s Farm forever
 
I ground down my knuckles, for nothing at all
And I’ve worked on my knees till I couldn’t crawl
And I’ve felt so worthless I could hardly recall
A time before she had me trapped in her wall
But the odds of me leaving are slim to almost never
Yea I’m going to work on Maggie’s Farm forever
 
I’ve sung to myself in the darkest of nights
Of freedom above me where all is alright
But I wake up so cold on a cracked wooden floor
That I’ve got to admit I’m not sure anymore
Yea I live in an endless misery however,
I’m going to work on Maggie’s Farm forever
 
I’ve dreamed to myself with no one around
Of burning her plantation down to the ground
And watching her scream from her 3rd story room
And light up my shovel, wheelbarrow and broom
All burned to the point that you could never exhume
The filthiest past one could ever entomb
And her ashes would smolder the finest perfume
If I had the strength to get out of the gloom
I know no other living whatsoever
And I’m going to work on Maggie’s Farm forever

 

SUBMARINES (P Wolf)

We spent hours out in the cold

Waiting for a train that was never gonna come

You never would believe the stories we told

Of where we’re gonna go and where we come from

 

One he was a soldier for the English queen

One he was an orphan of a love gone bad

One he was gonna sleep on the ground

And one he was gonna sell all he had

 

I’m gonna trade my dollar bills for a bar of gold

And put it in the pocket of my finest jeans

I’m gonna go swimming when I get old

And sink to the bottom with the submarines

 

We were beating our hands upon our breasts

We built a fire by the old train track

I stood too close and I burned my face

I burned my face by the bright fire light

I burned my face by the bright fire light

 

I wanna trade my dollar bills for a bar of gold

And put it in the pocket of my finest jeans

I’m gonna go swimming when I get old

And sink to the bottom with the submarines

 


OLD ST. JOHN
I heard that old St. John, left his life behind him
Abandoned his children in dust
He settled in Santa Fe, and told the ones he met there
that he was the hand of god
They built him to a saint, but he's nothin but a man
Who burned every bridge that he came upon

I'm told that old St. John, claimed to heal the ailing
And the poor would cherish his name
But I knew that ill-willed man, as baleful and obsessed with
Women and liquor and fame
They built him to a saint, but he's nothin but a man
Who burned every bridge in his path

Haven't you ever been lied to
By saints with a soulful sound
Haven't you ever been lied to
With words that belong underground
You can try and try to believe in
Someone you never should trust
But prayers and the money you're sending
Are adding thick layers of rust

I'm told that old St. John, never felt remorseful
And believers never knew his past
But I'm certain if he's gone, he did not go to heaven
And his scripture and it's lies wont last
They built him to a saint, but he's nothin but a man
Who burned every bridge that he came upon


JESSE GOT TRAPPED IN A COAL MINE
Jesse got trapped in a coal mine diggin in the dark black pearl
Jesse got trapped in a coal mine, never did marry his girl
There ain't no air, and there ain't no light
and there ain't no way to make it out alive
His wedding was planned for the 5th of July
But Jesse got trapped in a coal mine and never did marry his girl

Your hands gets black and your eyes gets burned, your lungs get tired and poor
It draws you in like a opium den, and beckons you back for more
There ain't no air and there ain't no light
and there ain't no way to make it out alive
His wedding was planned for the 5th of July
But Jesse got trapped in a coal mine and never did marry his girl

Down, down under West Virginia
Down, down in the pitch black earth
Down, down on her knees she cried
My love is somewhere in that mountain

Jesse got trapped in a coal mine diggin in the dark black pearl
Jesse got trapped in a coal mine, never did marry his girl
She held out hope for a couple of months that he was still living somewhere
that he'd put up the strongest kind of fight
and he'd dig himself out with the dynamite, 
And he'd finally be free on the 5th of July
But Jesse got trapped in the coal mine and never did marry his girl

Down, down under West Virginia
Down, down in the pitch black earth
Down, down on her knees she cried
Down, down deep below the surface
Down, down by the mason-dixon line
Down, down on her knees she cried
My love is somewhere in that mountain

 

 

CALIFORNIA YOU'RE A HOLE IN MY HEART

Oh California, You’re a hole in my heart

A hole in my heart

That I’m going to have to start to mend

To mend

 

Carolina is another place to start

It’s another place to start

There are other things around the bend

The bend

 

The weather report is always too short

For what I need

 

And if eastern standard time

Soaks into my mind

 

Will the fog float away

And sink back into the bay

Well so long California

May we meet again someday

 

And to the places that we used to live

We can never go back

Cause we’re on a one way track

We can never go back to call

To call

 

Yeah and the beaches we used to walk

Have been washed by sea and air

That once blew in our hair

And would you know that we were there at all

At all

 

Well I’m selling it short

But I’m not of the sort to sell it long

 

And if eastern standard time

Soaks into my mind

Will the fog float away

And sink back into the bay

Well so long California

May we meet again someday



MEET ME BY THE SMOKESTACK
hold my hand
little girl
let me give
you a twirl
spin you round like a princess do

you deserve
to be free
of the same old
company
tell your friends you work the whole night through

Meet me by the smokestack in Governor's Square
And I'll show you what it is I do

money's tight
yes it's true
I got none
but i'll show you
just how rich a poor boy can be

so i'm here
fingers crossed
try me out
free of cost
it's my zero interest guarantee

Meet me by the smokestack in Governor's Square
And I'll show you what it is I do

so hold my hand
little girl
let me give
you a twirl
spin you round like a princess do

you deserve
to be free
of the same old
company
tell your friends you work the whole night through

Meet me by the smokestack in Governor's Square
Don't put too much thought into what you wear
Just get up in the moonlight, and I'll be there
And I'll show you what it is I do


THE RAILROAD
Run run, run with the railroad
When their backs are turned

Run for the fences Riley
When their backs are turned
Follow the railroad Riley
When their backs are turned
Up over the mountain Riley
When their backs are turned
You'll find the place you're promised
When their backs are turned
Run run, run with the railroad
When their backs are turned
Run run, run with the railroad
When their backs are turned
Run run, run with the railroad
Get out of their sight
When the engine turns
and you've got to move on
Then you've got to move on at night

Not a sound
Not a sound
Not a sound
Not a sound
Not a sound.
 


CHAPEL HILL
I’ve gone to Chapel Hill, if you’re looking
I snuck out like a thief in the night
I’m riding the back roads through endless trees
Going further and further from sight
 
I am the boy in the schoolhouse
So remote in the lost countryside
And if you should want to come find me there
It may be a difficult ride

The people out here are unlike you
Not that I want them to be
But they’re raised drinking water so gentile and clear
And they’ve brought out the sweetheart in me

I’m not like the kid you’d remember
I’m relaxed and satisfied
I’ve come to terms with the object of failure
And setting past heartache aside

I’ve gone to Chapel Hill, if they ask you
Tell ‘em I wish they were here
It was not them that I tried to escape from
But I dreamed of a future unclear

And if anyone wishes to chase me
It would probably do them no good
The reason I’m here is the same reason that
I was someone they never understood
 

 

PLAN OF ATTACK

Come lean a little bit closer and lend me your ear

And I’ll tell you something you don’t wanna hear

And there’s nothing that you can do to prepare

 

But I’ll stand with you in these difficult times

I’ll get someone to pay for these crimes

And I won’t go to bed at my regular hour

 

And I won’t turn my back, got my eye on it now

My plan of attack is not telling you how

Well I’m sorry, it’s the way it has to be

 

Cancel all engagements with people you know

And I’ll take you some place you don’t want to go

There’s no one around and there’s nothing to see

 

And if you’re feeling safer well it’s no mistake

Don’t think I’m working hard for some stranger’s sake

And I bet that in time you’ll be shaking my hand

 

And I won’t turn my back, got my eye on it now

My plan of attack is not telling you how

Well I’m sorry, it’s the way it has to be

 

And I won’t turn my back, got my eye on it now

My plan of attack is not telling you how

 

And I won’t turn my back, got my eye on it now

And I won’t go to bed at my regular hour

My plan of attack is not telling you how

Well I’m sorry, it’s the way it has to be

 


HARMONY
I've been lookin' at the life we have wonderin what it's for
We've been buildin' it up so tall we can't see the ground anymore
I've been dancin' all around the fact that my life is passing by
But I've been waitin' for an exit plan that wouldn't make you cry

I wanna take the way it feels to be inside of this love affair
And put it in a mason jar and take it damn near anywhere
To remind myself of where we both began
And see myself as an old and lonely man
With you

Harmony
I'm gonna let you down so easily
I'm gonna break your heart and make you see
You weren't meant for me
And we just cant be together anymore

I been lookin out my window down at people on the streetside
And wishing to myself that I could find an upside
To give some closure to the story we began together
I'm not sure that this is the kind of storm I want to weather

I wanna take the way it kills to be inside of this love affair
And put it in a mason jar and take it damn near anywhere
To remind myself of where we both began
And see myself as an old and lonely man
With you

Harmony
I'm gonna let you down so easily
I'm gonna break your heart and make you see
You weren't meant for me
And we just cant be together
Anymore

I've been lookin' at the life we have wonderin what it's for
We've been buildin' it up so tall we can't see the ground anymore
I've been dancin' all around the fact that my life is passing by
But I've been waitin' for an exit plan that wouldn't make you cry

Harmony
I'm gonna let you down so easily
I'm gonna break your heart and make you see
You weren't meant for me
And we just cant be together anymore
We just cant be together anymore
No we just cant be together anymore

 

 

CAR PARTS AND LINENS

You sit and watch the pines sway in the rainstorm a-comin’

Rocking on the front porch watching the dogs come home

Heavy on your mind weigh the car parts and linens

You’re thinking about the old days when they were young

 

Your teeth are coffee stained but you’ve got to admit

You’re staying awake just a little bit

Your lips are chapped and dry, kissing your girl

But she don’t give a damn

As long as she’s kissing her man

And holding your hand in her hand

And doing the best she can

 

You say you want to live a long life, a long life of living

Dreaming on the front porch til the dogs come home

You say you want to give her something that you’ve never given

 

And now you’re waking up again to realize

That waking up again doesn’t make you wise

Your teeth are coffee stained and you’re singing the blues

But she can hear your voice

Over the evening news

So sing anything you choose

You’ve only got time to lose

 

Your teeth are coffee stained but you’ve got to admit

You’re staying awake just a little bit

 

Your lips are chapped and dry, kissing your girl

But she don’t give a damn

As long as she’s kissing her man

And holding your hand in her hand