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Where the Water Tastes Like Wine
Iām going where the water tastes like wine
Where the lovers and the gamblers have gone.
Will you comfort me when the fog rolls in
I mistook you for being alone
Once upon a summer every road was mine
Every traveller had a jealous bone
But this time Iāve come to settle down
With the lady I would like to call my home
Something was always failing me
I had nothing to do nothing about
But then when you kissed me in my dreams
There was nothing left to try to figure out.
You can be an angel If you want
Iām going where the water tastes like wine
Heās pretty and heās sweet but heās got dust on his feet
And I can show you a much better time,
You can be an angel if you want
Iām going where the water tastes like wine
Heās pretty and heās sweet but heās got dust on his feet
And I can show you a much better time.
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St. John's Shore
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St. Johnās Shore
Did you wake up misty flying free
when your daddy was a fisherman on the sea?
and you could have quite a laugh with his company
off the banks of old St. John's ?
when the cod was clean and plentiful as air
you could net a whole school a few feet under there
never thinking about the political fare
off the banks of old St. John's .
(chorus) sail away from St. John's shore
sail until you fail no more
sail until the justice rises
like sunshine over their lies
Did you dream of someday sailing that boat
that your father sold with his weather coat?
He fished until the coast was clear
then retired to the town of Carbonear.
When in the days of fancy free
there was a dream waiting there for you and me
and we all parted ways with the fishery
and the banks of old St. John's .
(chorus) sail away from St. John's shore
sail until you fail no more
sail until the justice rises
like sunshine over their lies
the nets are met with less and less
we find nets in offices
tangle futures hedge our bets
sail away from the St. John's shore
Your father's gone to his early grave
the children have dreams and they scrape and save might afford to go to school someday
near the banks of old St. John's
You say you will sail on a yacht at sea
but it wouldn't mean a damn to your family
cause you say you'll just be wishing for a fishing spree and the banks of old St. John's
(chorus)
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Lucky Day
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Lucky Day
Iām living on a mountain, people
And Iām hiding from the world
Iām in the middle of the view ā and you canāt see me but I can see you
You canāt see me but I can see you
This is my lucky day, this is my lucky day, I spent my money on a rocking chair and a ticket to get me out of here.
Iām happy that you treat me kind
Iām happy that you treat me kind
Even though we donāt see eye to eye
Even though we donāt see eye to eye
You see me and I canāt see you.
Iām standing on my mountain.
Dancing in a stream ā
Staring at all the naked people
Standing out there staring at me
Standing out there staring at me
I donāt mean to say it so I aināt hiding from the world
Iāve shown you all my money tree, you can climb it here or you can leave me be.
Iāll take a little walk when I need to, and Iāll score a little weed, Iāll catch it between my toes, little girl, come and take a walk wonāt you come with me?
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Romania
04:23
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Romania
Always been messed around, tore up and down
Always had a love last too long, stuck me around
(chorus) I never seen Romania
Never seen the sun rising there
Never smelt the grass or felt emotion melt me there
I've never seen Romania
Had a stride, stood so proud so long
Walked a mile in everybodyās life
Should have made it down the cobblestones
Where accordions and shoe shiners survive
(chorus)
I've been to Kansas City
Took my pack and my compass
Walked around downtown Kansas (chorus)
I met a million destroyed people
Too hurt to turn away
I found out love was mine to give
So I stayed
And I never seen Romania.
Never seen the port of Constanta.
The black sea, and the waves from the port of Burgas
I've never seen Romania.
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My Bride And I
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My Bride and I
Echo of blue water Iāll never leave your side
Your ocean sky my blanket your starlight as my guide
Drift along this weightless whale so festooned in the sea
And my bride and I, my ship, my sail, my dream dreaming of thee
For many nights and moonlights Iāve waited on āere shore
For the sea to come to rescue me from loneliness and war
The broken hearts cast aside as ships were floating free
And My bride and I, my ship, my sail, my dream dreaming of thee.
Without an answer to my shadow I foretold the tombs
The hollow ghost broke open, the rising of typhoons
Whispers turned to storms anchors held onto debris
And my bride and I, my ship, my sail, the dream was lost on me
I died inside her breasts I kissed the last of air farewell
The morning sun was rising as she floated through the dell,
My love was sinking low but I thanked the Lord for thee
My bride and I, My ship, my sail, my dream dreaming of thee.
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The Drunkard
03:15
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The Drunkard
The good Lord is my sunshine,
He rises with me and sets me in the cold
I spend my nights alone , cold in terror and the moonlight is my home
Iām just a poor young drifter, nothing I can do to gain control,
But pray to the good lord that the life I lead wonāt sting me when Iām old
(chorus) Singing āHereās to the sunshine
Hereās to the grass
Here's to the bed Iāve made my home.
Hereās to the people
Who hand me their spare change
Although thereās better places for their small change to go
Hereās to the waitress who takes all my money
Pities me as I stumble out the door
I must be getting older ā these burdens hurt my shoulders
So donāt step on the drunkard anymore.
I want the love of a good woman
To keep me free from darkness in my heart
Sheās a hunter and a fighter for the good things to keep me warm and keep me smart
Iām just a poor young drifter
A bunch of hippies taught me where to go.
Now Iām just a cowboy with a problem and a pocket full of holes.
(chorus)
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Horse And Buggy Rag
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Horse and Buggy Rag
What could I do to get the horse and buggy days back?
What Iād do?
What Iād do?
To get the water from the well and the fat from the land not the fast track
What Iād do?
What Iād do?
Sure Iād have to drink some liquor if I had a cut to stitch
And I wouldnāt be rich
Or in high demand
But Iād sure love to take my horse and buggy home, Mac.
'Deed I would!
'Deed I would!
Well, I wish I was there on "The Battle Of Deputies Run"
'Deed I would!
'Deed I do!
Iād be wearing my best and standing out there in the sun
'Deed I would!
'Deed I would!
Iād have my butt end of my pistol pointing to the mess
And Iād pull that pistol
My law wouldnāt let me rest
Why I wish I was there on "The Battle Of Deputy Run"
'Deed I do!
'Deed I do!
And I could wait for my lassie while sheās bound on the homeward train
'Deed I would!
'Deed I would!
And we could marry on a word and never have trouble again
'Deed I would!
'Deed I would!
I could be a high rolling tycoon in the moonshine trade
Roll into town in my buggy coach and make my daily promenade
What could I do to get the horse and buggy days back?
What Iād do?
What Iād do?
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Creeping Around
02:48
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Creeping Around
I been walking cuz Iām losing sleep
I been hiding Iām in trouble deep
My bodyās aching and I aināt got time to creep around this town no more
My heart is busy keeping the beat
Iām feeling lonesome and there aināt no need
Itās all right to be walking around
But I aināt to be creeping no more
(Chorus) I been hauling up and down these tracks
Find me baby thereās no turning back
The train is coming and Iām praying for change
My mind wonāt do what anybody says no more no more no more No more -
This here walk will take me to the end
Evening is getting and Iām giving in
Say farewell and Iāll pray for your blues
(Chorus)
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Mandolino Waltz
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Mandolino Waltz
Confusion has made a mystery of me
Nowhere I go do I feel free
Seems now and then when I meet you again
I canāt think of what to say
It makes no sense to love you when youāre taking my senses away
(Chorus) When I look to the ocean the horizon has no faults
When Iām in your horizons letās dance the mandolino waltz
This poor boys in love with you and canāt do somersaults
But I can ask you, ākind miss, may I steal a kiss?ā
As we dance the mandolino waltz
I sit down to have a smoke, collect my memories
But nothing comes to mind but this old Spanish melody
Where do you go when you float on conversation?
I wish I could find that place in my imagination.
(Chorus)
You donāt know how much I wish I could give you a laugh
How can I kiss you when I aināt made it past a paragraph?
Youāre quickly losing interest to that old man across the room
Heās told you about love he wants to be my doom
(Chorus)
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Piper Road Spring Boogie
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Piper Road Spring Boogie
A couple guns and an old guitar
Aināt all this old girl needs
All this old girl needs
All this old girl needs
Is some whiskey and some money
To take her where she leads
To the Saturday Piper Road Spring Boogie.
Well sheās going to be dancing, she going to be chancing and prancing and romancing
At the Saturday Piper Road Spring Boogie.
She knows that life is short
And thereās a whole world left to court.
At the Saturday Piper Road Spring Boogie.
She wishes she were a cowgirl on the plain
So sheās searching for her man
As the sun is creeping down
Slower by the day
Slower by the day
Slower by the day
It leaves twilight to find
Her cowboy young and stay
At the Saturday Piper Road Spring Boogie
We can only dance so long
With no one to dance along
No one to dance along
No one to dance along
She will leave the days behind
When she worked the five and dime
And she took me to the Piper Road Spring Boogie
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Sweet Ukulele Haley
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Sweet Ukulele Haley
When the sun went down sweet Ukulele Haley played a song that sang so high
In the trees sang the wind neath the moonlight glistening and hiding all the stars in the night
(chorus) She was a mystery
And I was longing to hear her again
When the sun went down sweet Ukulele Haley played a song that could take me away.
Many years had passed since the music had moved me
Nothing seemed to carry me through
I sought the lure of the tiger and the mists of the jungles and the drops of brandy too.
Then one day I was riding on the horseback and saw Ukulele Haley singing for a crowd
I stood in that valley and was taken away by every note she played no doubt
(chorus)
She sang of the mist in the jungles and she sang of drops of brandy rum
She sang of the music from the lure of the tiger how the magic never seemed to come
When she played her song she looked my way and I galloped to her side so proud
When she finished her song she jumped up on my horseback going where the spirit allowed.
(chorus x2)
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Sweet Little Things
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Sweet Little Things
Sweet little things
That you do
Make me want to be with be with you
Just your kisses
Remind me of mamaās wine
The way that you hold me with your words
Most softest music Iāve ever heard
When youāre around me
Iāve got a good reason to smile
(chorus)Saying āyouāre gonna love this Iām talking about a good time.
Youāre gonna love this Iām talking about a good time.
Sweet little things that you do
Make me want to be with you
How you close your letters
You are my special friend
The way you brush your hair
In the breeze
Whistling like the birds up in the trees
When you laugh ā when you know whatās coming round the bend.
(chorus)
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Money In The Wind
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Money in the Wind
I was a farmer in the 20ās until I took farmers lung and died.
I was a revolutionary hippy, whose bottle became his bride
I was an Aztec empire hunter who took gypsies in the dark
Back in the time of David, I slay every king who made their mark
But Itās never getting better and Iām never coming back again
(chorus) So just throw the money in the wind when Iām gone
Just throw the money in the wind when Iām gone
And let the wind sing an empty song.
Necessary evils turning good lives upside down
Television visions helping the dreamers lose their ground
Too much of everything the volume always high
I donāt know if I want to be here the next time that I die
Cause Itās never getting better and weāre never coming back again. (chorus)
I remember visions of Rome and the slaves that I kept
Of Atlantisā tragedy how the world drowned while it slept
I now think of my children who may now remain unborn
They wouldnāt want to be here the dream that weāre living is going to see the morn,
Itās never getting better, weāre never coming back again. (chorus)
If Money makes you happy then baby, why donāt you smile?
Youāre living cozy, nobodyās fool, but your smile aināt worth a dime
It must be all the corruption; it must be all the poor
But every morning donāt matter that business suit has got to be worn
Youāre never getting better; youāre never coming back again (chorus)
Itās time to wake up people, donāt you wait another day
Cause this world is a car and your drunken driver is starting to cuss and sway
The road is getting darker and weāre climbing up too many hills
And this Internationalās fifth gear is bound to get us all killed
Itās never getting better and weāre never coming back again (chorus)
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I Love Everything About You
I know everywhere youāve been
I love what youāve seen even when youāve sinned
Itās funny and I love everything about you
And they say that to know is to love
But how can I ever know enough?
From what Iāve seen Iād say I love it all about you.
Iāve been guilty of having dreams without leads
Lies without words, prayers without deeds
But itās okay, cause thereās no returning now.
And I know everywhere youāve been
I love what youāve seen even when youāve sinned
Itās funny and I love everything about you.
(Chorus) Iāve been a sun in your sky
And you wouldnāt cry when I came around
And Iāve been a moon shining down
When the blues could gain ground they wouldnāt even try
When you say āletās be friendsā it frightens my poor heart again.
It frightens me to know that youāre real
Cause I would give it all to you, tears Iād hide Iād show you too, and I canāt change how I feel.
(Chorus x 2)
I know everywhere youāve been
I love what youāve seen even when youāve sinned
Itās funny and I love everything about you
Itās funny and I love everything about you
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