1. |
Let Me Down Easy
03:13
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Let Me Down Easy - Raina Rose
Oh how you wander so unladen, so unladen
wilting under the weight of the summer sun.
Sun will come, some will come and
some will leave you lonely
Asking only for you to love ‘em
Just because, just because
Oh Lord, let me down easy… let me down easy
Oh Lord, let me down easy when I go (2)
How you wander so uncertain, so uncertain
Drawing the curtain on a waiting world
Times are hard, times are hard
To strengthen up your shoulders.
sometimes you’ve gotta move the stones
and see the way unfurled, the way unfurled
Oh Lord, let me down easy… let me down easy
Oh Lord, let me down easy when I go (2)
And we’re just souls sinews and bones
and great rivers of blood
You’ve got a black stage, you’ve got a blank page
and our hearts have a floadgate
and we wake each day
we remember the drought
and we remember the rain
Oh how you rise up so unbroken, so unbroken
each word left unspoken flies away on tattooed wings
How you sing, how you sing
like a heron in the night smoke
quiet as a holy ghost
promising, promising, promising…
Oh Lord, let me down easy… let me down easy
Oh Lord, let me down easy when I go (3)
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2. |
Americans In Corduroys
03:23
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We pushed back at JFK
And watched our country fall away
Two lovers chasing hours into the dark
Who blacked their boots
And locked the doors
And now for richer and for poorer
Go vagabond and wild as a spark
It was a civilized affair
You wore flowers in your hair
And your Mother's dress
So white against your skin
The stars of pale blue
Above the morning found a new
And nameless country
Where no one had ever been
We raced the valleys down
Through the sleepy little towns
As blind as any traveler you could meet
They took us as we came
No one even asked our names
Two Americans in corduroys
Kissing in the middle of the street
Back home behind closed doors
Where the bread and circus roars
They turn the volume up
And pull the shade
But on the cobbles in the square
People laugh and smoke and stare
And no one looks to me like they're afraid
At home the trees are turning
Red and gold the leaves are burning
Ruined apples fall
Too heavy and too sweet
But right here the birds are calling
The early stars are falling
For Americans in corduroys
Kissing in the middle of the street
Trading evening for midday
We touched down at JFK
And our country rose to meet us in the air
With all its beauty and its l***
Its diamond teeth and heart of dust
That beats inside us
Though we travel anywhere
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3. |
Fisherman's Blues
03:55
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I wish I was a fisherman, tumbling on the seas
Far away from dry land, and it's bitter memories
Casting you my sweet light with abandonment and love
No ceiling staring down on me, save the starry sky above
With light in my hair, you in my arms, woo woo ooh
I wish I was the brake man, on a Hartland diesel train
Crashing headlong into the heartland, like a cannon in the rain
With the beating of the sleepers, and the burning of the coal
Counting towns flashing by me, in a night that's full of soul
Chorus:
Oh I know I will be loosened, from bonds that hold me tight
And the chains all hung around me will fall away at last
And on that fine and fateful day I will take thee in my arms
I will ride the night train, and I will be the fisherman
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4. |
Drove Ol' Dixie Down
03:41
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Virgil Caine is the name, and I served on the Danville train
'Till Stoneman's cavalry came and tore up the tracks again
In the winter of '65, we were hungry, just barely alive
By May the tenth, Richmond had fell, it's a time I remember, oh so well
The night they drove old Dixie down, and the bells were ringing
The night they drove old Dixie down, and the people were singin' they went
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
Back with my wife in Tennessee, when one day she called to me
"Virgil, quick, come see, there goes Robert E Lee"
Now I don't mind choppin' wood, and I don't care if the money's no good
Ya take what ya need and ya leave the rest,
But they should never have taken the very best
The night they drove old Dixie down, and the bells were ringing
The night they drove old Dixie down, and the people were singin' they went
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la,
Like my father before me, I will work the land
Like my brother above me, who took a rebel stand
He was just eighteen, proud and brave, but a Yankee laid him in his grave
I swear by the mud below my feet,
You can't raise a Caine back up when he's in defeat
The night they drove old Dixie down, and the bells were ringing,
The night they drove old Dixie down, and all the people were singin', they went
Na, la, na, la, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na,
The night they drove old Dixie down, and all the bells were ringing,
The night they drove old Dixie down, and the people were singin', they went
Na, la, na, la, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
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5. |
One Foot Down
03:25
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April lay in your hands
The sign of rain for the year
You knew the time had come at last
Your heart no longer called you here
Oh, carolina, something's wrong
You've lost the wind in your sails
And now you float to a land
And you pray the ground will not fail
'cause everybody had one good year
Everybody let their long hair down
Everybody had one bad dream
Everybody saw the bright sun shine
Everybody had one hard time
Everybody had a real good time
Everybody pulled one sock up
Everybody put one foot down
You could say that this is fate
That left you alone standing here
It's like you've traded the world
For a chance, a ship to steer
You face the mirror on the wall
You hold a knife to your hair
You fill the sink with your curls
For the life you a have spread
'cause everybody had one good year...
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6. |
Feet to the Fire
03:38
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Comin’ back to California, I’m in love with California
California, I’m in love with you
I’ll give all my lovin’ to you
I’ll give all my best years to you
I’ll give everything I’ve got to you
When it’s over, California, I’ll be angry California
California, if you don’t come true
I believe you, California
I believed you, California
California, I believe in you
And I’ve got my feet to the fire
It’s not as if I’m from here
I mean, my family’s not from here
I lost my train of thought again, I’m lost
The railroad was amazing, the people really loved it
The railroad is amazing once again
And dogs are so protective, dogs are so objective
Dogs are so secure in what they know
While everybody’s Moses and everybody’s Jesus
And everybody’s meaner than a dog
Everybody’s meaner than a dog
And I’ve got my feet to the fire
I think I thought that she was nice
I mean, I know that she was nice
I saw her belly burning in the glow
It’s not as if I’d turn it down
It’s only that, when she’s around
I think I’ve found a person I can die with
So maybe I’m too serious
I’m serious, delirious, deliriously serious, I know
And you are so on top of it
You got it all on top of it
I’d love to see you making love or killing
Making love or killing
And I’ve got my feet to the fire
It’s not as if I’m from here
I mean, my family’s not from here
I lost my train of thought again, I’m lost
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7. |
Oklahoma Hills
03:35
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Many a month has come and gone
Since I wandered from my home
In those Oklahoma hills where I was born.
Many a page of life has turned,
Many a lesson I have learned;
Well, I feel like in those hills I still belong.
'Way down yonder in the Indian Nation
Ridin' my pony on the reservation,
In those Oklahoma hills where I was born.
Now, 'way down yonder in the Indian Nation,
A cowboy's life is my occupation,
In those Oklahoma hills where I was born.
Let me turn that life a page
To the land of the great Osage
The day I drove my pony through the draw,
While the oak and blackjack trees
Kiss that untamed red dirt breeze,
A knew the sweetest gals I ever saw
'Way down yonder in the Indian Nation
Ridin' my pony on the reservation,
In those Oklahoma hills where I was born.
Now, 'way down yonder in the Indian Nation,
A cowboy's life is my occupation,
In those Oklahoma hills where I was born.
Many a month has come and gone
Since I wandered from that home
Oklahoma hills where I was born.
Many a page of life has turned,
Many a lesson I have learned;
I know back in those hills I do belong.
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8. |
Two
03:27
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If you take me back
Back to your place
I'll try not to bother you, I promise
Cause it's colder here
And I wish it was hot
The sink's broke it's leaking from the faucet
I'm fractured in the fall
And I wanna go home
It takes two when it used to take one
It takes two when it used to take only one
Well my money's no good
When I'm up to no good
No good ever comes from it honest
I got a really good heart
I just can't catch a break
If I could I'd treat you like you wanted me to, I promise
I'm fractured in the fall
And I wanna go home x2
It takes two when it used to take one x4
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9. |
Solsbury Hill
04:01
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Climbing up on Solsbury Hill
I could see the city light
Wind was blowing, time stood still
Eagle flew out of the night
He was something to observe
Came in close, I heard a voice
Standing stretching every nerve
Had to listen had no choice
I did not believe the information
[I] just had to trust imagination
My heart going boom boom boom
"Son, " he said "Grab your things,
I've come to take you home."
To keepin' silence I resigned
My friends would think I was a nut
Turning water into wine
Open doors would soon be shut
So I went from day to day
Tho' my life was in a rut
"Till I thought of what I'd say
Which connection I should cut
I was feeling part of the scenery
I walked right out of the machinery
My heart going boom boom boom
"Hey" he said "Grab your things
I've come to take you home."
When illusion spin her net
I'm never where I want to be
And liberty she pirouette
When I think that I am free
Watched by empty silhouettes
Who close their eyes but still can see
No one taught them etiquette
I will show another me
Today I don't need a replacement
I'll tell them what the smile on my face meant
My heart going boom boom boom
"Hey" I said "You can keep my things,
they've come to take me home."
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10. |
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Mama, take this badge off of me
I can't use it anymore.
It's gettin' dark, too dark to see
I feel I'm knockin' on heaven's door.
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
Mama, put my guns in the ground
I can't shoot them anymore.
That long black cloud is comin' down
I feel I'm knockin' on heaven's door.
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
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Bombastic but brilliant, these Brothers from New England exude a genuine musical authenticity and mirth on stages up and down the East Coast. Drawing influences from contemporary urban balladeers, rowdy southern bluegrass, and the sardonic yet wry wit of New England's localized folk scenes, Pesky J. Nixon (PJN) creates an atmosphere both inviting and challenging for audiences. ... more
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