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From Hell to Texas
03:36
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A man can ride from Hell to Texas
Fleeing tears and lost caresses
And wake up in the morning
Seems like nothing's gonna change
There's a feeling just past sorrow
When it seems that no tomorrow
Is ever gonna shake away her memories
That come flooding back today
Refrain"
Why did she tell him that she never should've have offered her bed?
Why not just leave, why not simply say goodbye?
Love changes over time, when it passes its no crime
When she left, why did she have to be unkind?
A man can give the best he has
Blindly thinkin' it'll last
Until his lover tells him that she's never planned to stay
He can struggle with her reasons
Recall for her their better seasons
But he's talking to a wall because she's leaving
And there's nothing left to say
A man can ride from Hell to Texas
not quite knowing what his next step is
but the highways roll forever
and a fiddle just might ease a worried mind
A man can find the space he's needing
Take his time to stop the grievin'
and a Texas song'll find a way to bury all the pain he left behind
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Honeysuckle evening
04:14
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Honeysuckle Evening (June 97)
The sun’s going down, it’s a honeysuckle evening
Red plum sinks into blue twilight
Flowing like a river, ripples spreading wide like your smile
People outta talkin’, laughing with their neighbors
Everybody’s feeling so fine
Slidin’ like a rainbow into sweet, sweet summertime
Honey wear your red dress, I like the way it drives me wild
And take your good man dancin’, I want to be your sweet love child
Somebody better pinch me, I think I must be dreamin’,
life should always be this fine
Rising with the moon in the sweet, sweet summertime
The wind is singin’ through your hair as we slip into the city
Drivin’ with the windows rolled down
Feelin’ mighty frisky, shining like the bright lights of town
Dinner in some cafe, your laughter’s my desert
I’m drinking in your eyes like wine
And taste a lovin’ spoonful of the sweet, sweet summertime
When the music starts to playin’, it burns a hot, smouldering fire
The drumbeat moves our bodies, a rocket couldn’t fly any higher
The ghost of Bird’s soprano grooves us right down to the end
The singer’s voice send shivers up my spine
Dancing to the edge of the sweet, sweet summertime
Lover, wear that red dress, I like the way you drive me wild
And take your good man dancin’, then I’ll be your sweet love child
Somebody’s gotta pinch me, I swear I must be dreamin’
Life should always be this fine
Swingin’ from the moon in the sweet, sweet summertime
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3. |
This heart of mine
02:40
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This heart of mine
Is drowning in tear drops
It's love is all used up
You're no longer mine
This heart of mine
Once bloomed in your spring
That no longer means anything
You're no longer mine
Refrain:
I keep a heart-shaped box with your name
In the closets of my mind
And all the love I had to give
Is locked up there inside
Of this heart of mine
I don't need a heart anymore
it left with you out the door
You're no longer mine
This heart of mine
I don't need a heart anymore
It left with you out the door
You're no longer mine
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4. |
Wild Mountain Rose
03:33
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In the East Kentucky mountains, the rose blooms fair and sweet
And the boys are drawn in droves to their petals like a bee
They are drawn to those fair petals like a bee
Her name was Callie Johnson, she'd travelled 'round the world
But when she sang her mountain songs, she seemed a simple girl
She'd sing barefoot like a simple, mountain girl
A man drove from the city to breathe the mountain air
He stopped in east Kentucky when he saw the mountains fair
He saw that these mountains were so fair
He wandered down a holler when he heard an angel sing
When he laid his eyes on Callie, he swore he saw her wings
He said a blind man could see that angel's wings
dear maiden, I'm a rich man, I've come in my fine car
I'll take you from these mountains, you'll see the world afar
I'd do anything to take you 'round the world
She smiled at him "You simple man, I've been to France and Spain
I know the world you're speaking of, I'm happy where I am
I've done Manhattan and I'm happy where I am
You might be witty up in Boston or a prince in your DC
But here in east Kentucky, you're just a honeybee
With no more sense than a hopeless honeybee
So go back to the city, I'll stay here with my kin
I've had my share of city life and hopeless city men
What do I need with a hopeless city man?"
Well, the bees they want their honey, the birds have songs to sing
You try to pluck a mountain rose, you'll only feel her sting
You want her flower but you'll only feel her sting
City roses grow in gardens, they'll bloom on city streets
Wild roses grow just where they like and bloom just where they please
Those mountain roses will bloom just where they please
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Rose Hips and Roses
03:23
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Rose Hips and Roses
The sky was aglow but a cold wind crept in
She slips back insight and pulls on her shawl
And sips on her tea as the memories begin
The hard roads she's traveled, the times that she'd fall
For rose hips and roses, lost hearts and lost dreams
The love that she gave, the trouble she's seen
Her only regret's that she's tired to the bone
With her rose hips and roses, alone
He was a dreamer, some say he's a fool
But he fit in her life like a pair of old shoes
She thought he might stay but their old souls wore through
So she fed him on memories and bid him move on
Now she rocks in her chair, her cat by her side
Peering back through the years, til the tears start to fall
She knows what she gave up, what it cost to decide
Though she's not sure of why, it's enough to recall
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6. |
Ballad of Art and Circe
05:12
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I gave a couch to Art, he was a man of song
He'd travelled many miles, seldom staying long
He carried little 'cept a guitar and a hat
He sang lyrics that could make you cry, get you dancing, make you wonder why
You hadn't seen the way he looked at that
He wasn't much for money but he didn't mind
He sold a little weed and friends got him by
He was never one to worry about a home
Then he met Circe, she was my friend
She was young and wild and something drew him in
He thought he'd found the truest love he's ever known
Refrain:
He saw the stars roll by like diamonds
She saw the moon shine just like it did back home
She was an activist, she organized for the environment, for human rights
They left Kansas for the Willamette old-growth trees
And his poems turned to protest songs, they fought, they loved, righting other's wrongs
Though each had demons waiting in the wings
Circe dreamed of teaching and settling down
She'd been a big city mind in a one-horse town
Escaping left her with a baby girl
She wasn't happy living out on the road
She grew weary and her heart grew cold
Nothing Art could offer fit her world
He wanted stars...
Circe's anger drove their friends away, it fell most on Art and the songs he made
It shattered him until he couldn't sing
When she left with her daughter he fell apart
He couldn't go on with his broken heart
Now he sees the world through thorazine
He'd offered stars...
So friends, when a gypsy comes around, if you want a life in your city or town
You might love them for awhile but let them go
For your ghosts would follow you close behind
Catch up with you, just a matter of time
Leave two hearts broken out along the road
Let them chase stars that roll like diamonds
And you'll know moons just like the ones you knew back home
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7. |
New Heartache
03:32
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Somehow those city lights grew brighter when you wed me
We left our hometown, a new life to begin
Now I wish that we had stayed, maybe you'd be here today
Instead of honky-tonkin' round with other men
Still I love you and you've never really left me
Though you go out at night, you say that you're with friends
I can't leave you so I stay, until I find a better way
I just move over and let a new heartache move in
Refrain:
I believe you love me, at least you tell me you still care
But maybe you just need to know I'll always be there
I dream of going back to the place that we called home
Someday I will, and I hope I'm not alone
but time goes by and we still live this life of sin
I just move over and let a new heartache move in
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8. |
Light of the moon
04:43
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The chairs have been stacked and the lights have come down
It's nobody's secret I'm still hanging around
I try to make small talk as you pack your guitar
And hope that my interest won't push you to hard
And I think, am I sick with infatuation?
I'm wanting to trust this to see what becomes
Refrain:
Of a dance by the light of the moon
In slow moving circles, gently rock in my arms
The sun will come up much too soon
And an answer is waiting on a wished upon star
For nights I have asked myself what's this about?
is it the hard times you've grown through or the curve of your mouth"
It all gets confused in the way that I feel
Each time we're together, there's an aching so real
I don't want your freedom or to make you a wife
I'd just like to share some sweet gifts in our life
And go dance...
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9. |
Fooling myself
03:28
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Refrain:
You're not making me a fool, I'm fooling myself
Loving you though you're in love with somebody else
A fool like me don't ever learn
Each time we meet my heart still yearns
You're not making me a fool, I'm fooling myself
My heart was yours from the first time that we met
We grew close so fast, I thought our love was meant
But then I saw you arm in arm with another man
I pretend he's not your love, he's just a friend
You told me once that you were glad we'd always be friends
But what I heard was that our love would never end
It's plain to anyone but me ours is not a love to be
You're not making me a fool, I'm fooling myself
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10. |
Sweet disposition
03:48
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It's not just your sweet disposition
It's not the way our eyes linger awhile
It's not the way our bodies tell stories
That are driving me wild
It's not your laughter that flows out so easy
It's not your sweet curves, your wit or your smile
You're like a tide that pulls deep within me
You're driving me wild
Refrain:
When I first met you I fell under your spell
When next I saw you, I said "is this love?"
I've been enchanted before but this time it's more
You're like a blessing from heaven above
Let's share our mornings, go out in the evening
If this should work we have the rest of our lives
I'd like to spend some sweet time with you
Driving you wild
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11. |
Mandolin Blue
03:22
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Mandolin Blue (For Michele)
Your faded shirt, early morning skies
Softest of the blues in the depths of your eyes
Of blue, so blue, your mandolin sang blue
Your fingers poised to dance with notes along the strings
Notes that spoke a heart’s pure joy, notes that spoke of pain
Of blue, so blue, your mandolin sang blue
When we played together, blending voice and strings
The world around us fell apart, when a song means everything
I still hear the notes you wrote for us, they’re etched in memory
From deep within, the still, the zen, the spaces in between
Of blue, so blue, your mandolin rang true
Open Texas highways, bluebells stretch for miles
Blue like the questions in the corner of your smile
Blue, so blue, your mandolin sang blue
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