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Let me tell you the story, of how I got my name
Let me tell you the story, of how I came, to this place
Cast off all alone, with no rocks to throw stone
At anyone else
But, my, poor old lonesome self
I walk around at night
And hide in the day light
Friends turn away
Cause isn’t that what I’m like?
Change my name, but stay the same
Change my name, but stay the same
Well my name ain’t Johnny, but I loveless all the same
I treated love, like it was some kind of game
The bad cops got me good, just like I knew they would
Locked me up behind bars with the animals we all know we are
Now here I lay, for the rest of my days
Without you
I walk around at night
And hide in the day light
Friends turn away
Cause isn’t that what I’m like?
Change my name, but stay the same
Change my name, but stay the same
For you….
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Some Kinda Blues
03:10
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Maybe, I’ll get me some sleep
And maybe, I'll get me some sleep
It won’t kill me
You know iIve been a wreck
Every since the day I left you
Baby, get me a priest
Baby, get me a priest
Heal me
Cause you know I ain’t been the same
Ever since I walked away, from you
Baby
You know I love
Baby
You know that I love you
There ain’t nothing I wouldn't do
To get home to you
So maybe, it's the devil
And maybe, it's the devil following me
He’s been behind me
Yeah ever since the day
I stopped walking your way
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You're Gone
03:35
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I ain’t seen your face since I don’t know when
I’ll probably never see you again
You’re Gone, You’re Gone, You’re Gone
I’m feeling wrong about the way that I treated you
Now there’s nothing I can do cause
You’re Gone, You’re Gone, You’re Gone
Moving on
Now there’s nothing I can do
But sit here feeling blue cause
You’re Gone You’re Gone, You’re Gone
Far off somewhere being mad
About all the bad times we had
You’re Gone, You’re Gone, You’re Gone
But I still see you in my eyes
And I still feel you when I cry
You’re Gone, You’re Gone
And sometimes, when the moon is right
It makes me feel alright that
You’re Gone You’re Gone, You’re Gone
And when I lay down to go to sleep
Your ghost comes and kisses me
But You’re gone
You’re Gone
Moving On
I put fear in your eyes
And for that I deserve to die I was wrong
There’s nothing I wouldn’t do
To make things up to you but you’re gone
Moving On
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Comin' Back Your Way
03:10
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I kissed you in Reno, on the 4th of July
Whiskey on my lips and you could read through all my lies
I’m not saying I’m in love, but lets give it a try
Cause I’m coming back your way, oh my
Driving through the desert, listening too
Meat Puppets, number 2
Talking all the way to Portland, about the unknown
How it all comes to an end one day
And how we all end up back there anyway
And I’m hoping, the same things true
About you
Like I said I’m not in love
I just feel like I know you
And I’m hoping you might know me too
I tried to give you
My Grandpa’s uke
You said you couldn’t, it was oh so cute
I know I sound crazy
And yeah maybe I am
I just always knew you’d be my friend
And I’m hoping, the same things true
About you
Like I said I’m not in love
I just feel like I know you
And I’m hoping you might know me too
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The Letter
03:54
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Don’t stop singing
Or this’ll happen again
But wait a minute
24 is all you have to live through
My friend
And when you start singing
Oh, it’ll be loud
Directed at the crowd
Defined by the silence of your pen
And where you’ve been
Through various forms and prose
Through self observations of only things you know
Get lost in a crowd
Be truly alone, build up and atone
Your friends, will sing for you
Cause this weight will make you numb
Tied up like a tree
Afraid to be
Victim of theft on the city street
Through various forms and prose
Through self observations of only things you know
Get lost in a crowd
Be truly alone, build up and atone
For what you did..
Write your letters home, let em know
Just where you’ve been
Where you’re going and when
You’ll be here to stay
Cause you’re better off anyways
It had to happen its for the best
Now lay it to rest and you may
Let it go..
Through various forms and prose
Through self observations of only things you know
Get lost in a crowd
Be truly alone, build up and atone
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6. |
The Workin' Song
04:08
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It’s morning, I’m moaning
It’s morning, I’m moaning the blues
It’s early, too early
To be crying over you
I’ve been working so hard to get out of your yard
I’m sweating, been sweating
I’m sweating away
The drinking, oh the drinking that I did yesterday
Cause it’s all that I can do to get over you
Cause there must be a way
To work off this pain
That I built yesterday
And god knows I ain’t calling it running away
I’m digging, been digging
I’m digging my grave
So when you find me
You’ll have somewhere to lay me down
But the man that’s going in, ain’t the one that i’ve been
Cause there must be a way
To work off this pain
That I built yesterday
And god knows I ain’t calling it running away
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Burdens
03:45
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I always got you on my mind
Yeah, I always got you on my mind
I see you in my dreams
I see you all the time
Yeah, I always got you on my mind
I try and try to rip you from my dreams
I write them all down so I can finally sleep
Oh so sound and peacefully
But every night you come and whisper
To me
Now I always got you on my mind
Yeah, I always got you on my mind
I see you in my coffee your face so fine
And every time I lift you too my lips
I can rhyme
About our times in and out of love
And how we’re left with nothing but caked mud
Stuck underneath the soles of our worn out shoes
As we walk away to whom we choose
You yell…
Boy, you know they don’t make them much like me
And now I’m truly starting to believe
That you and me were never meant to be
I loved you, you loved me
That's the way it’s supposed to be
Now I always got you on my mind
I see you every night when the stars do align
Like we thought they would for you and me
But things never worked out
So gracefully
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It’s raining, in California
Ohhh wee
It’s green!
As far as the eyes can see
El Nino has come for the lives
Of you and me
So celebrate and rejoice
In the birth
Of another half century
Cause I’m leaving today
And I don’t know when I’ll be back this way
If you’re coming with me
Then listen to me
So pack up your things
And come with me
There’s a whole god damn country
Out there waiting for us to see
And hell why not the world if its what we please
Just come with me
And I’ll let you be who you need to be
Cause I’m leaving today
And I don’t know when I’ll be back this way
If you’re coming with me
Then listen to me
Leave your troubles behind
Cause you know I left mine
Deep at the bottom of the bay
Where everybody wants to lay
Their heads down
You know my regrets can be found
Deep in the dirt
Where they’ll never, ever hurt
Now the desert’s the only thing in front of me
It’s so god damn dark, that I can hardly see
The desert animals rioting in front of me
Teaching me the ways of how to be completely free
completely, free.
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You said, you don’t want me around
So when you come looking i’ll be nowhere around
Just hanging underneath my favorite
With the noose that you gave to me
With no home to go too
You left me all alone
And I know you like them odd
But it won’t be me
So when you finally find me
Underneath that tree
Only your love
Can cut me down
And bring me back to our hometown
Where our lips did once meet
Where I laid to sleep
Before our love was swept
from underneath our feet
Now I wonder where you roam?
When the night gets so cold
And who whispers in your ear
When there’s nothing left to hear
Here I am underneath this tree
Floating so gracefully
High above the ground
Where we used to lay
On much much much brighter days
Only your love
Can cut me down
And bring me back to our hometown
Where our lips did once meet
Where I laid to sleep
Before our love was swept
from underneath our feet
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