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So Much Runnin'
02:41
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Peace of mind it may be free
But you sure like to spend
Spend your lives up in tall buildings
Right next to heaven
Fill your glass until it’s full
Till it’s over flowing
The drink got drunk as the drinker got drunk
And the thinker never got a word in
So Much Runnin’
Just to try and get ahead
But when you die they find replacements
Before the grass grows back again
So much Runnin’
Go ahead and try to sleep
You lay awake to face reality
It brings you right back to your knees
Grew up big you grew up tall
Grew up just to win
Only out to help yourself
And fighting to no end
You went out to quench that thirst
Walked right in to town
The good people there led you to water
But they didn’t think you would drown
So Much Runnin’
Just to try and get ahead
But when you die they find replacements
Before the grass grows back again
So much Runnin’
Go ahead and try to sleep
You lay awake to face reality
It brings you right back to your knees
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2. |
No More Close to Heaven
02:45
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No More Close to Heaven
Call my name with lovin’ eyes
Call it in disdain
Well it’s still good to be called
After all this time away
Trace my tracks to see your face
And worn out my shoes
And I’m no more close to heaven
Just closer to you
And I hold on
Hold on
Hold on
Hold on
All these paths that intertwine
All that divide
Well life is much more simple than that
Try as we might
If I had a single wish
I tell ya what I’d do
Well I’d pull the rug out from the world
‘Cause it never quite tied the room
And I hold on
Hold on
Hold on
Hold on
You could have been a scholar
Just to travel through time
Use books of words like parachutes
To drop you down a line
But you just climbed a ladder
Of silver and gold
And you’re no more close to heaven
Just a little bit more old
And I hold on
Hold on
Hold on
Hold on
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3. |
Southern Intentions
03:01
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Southern Intentions
Sittin’ wishin’ we were kissin’ each other
You always liked it when I called you southern
Soft drawl at the ballroom dance
Nothin’ wrong with a little romance
Whatcha say you wanna be my lady
Don’t be just feedin’ me maybes
You’re the girl with long black hair
Whatcha doin’ way over there
Don’t you know our love’s been runnin’
But still I know what’s good
Holdin’ out your hand
You say love’s blind
But ya know what’s comin’
Tongue whips like the kick of a shotgun
Spittin’ words like a fire breathin’ dragon
What happened to the days of the past
I guess all good things never do last
Pick apart every line that I told ya
Pick a heart for the demolition crew to
Go and do what they do best
Leave me there dyin’ with all the rest
Don’t you know our love’s been runnin’
But still I know what’s good
Holdin’ out your hand
You say love’s blind
But ya know what’s comin’
Here you come with arms wide open
You always knew how to mend what’s broken
Take back every lie that you told
I said I ain’t buying but it’s already sold
Don’t you know our love’s been runnin’
But still I know what’s good
Holdin’ out your hand
Pull me in just like quicksand
And the more I try to fight it
The more I sink in
Holdin’ out your hand
You say love’s blind
But ya know what’s comin’
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4. |
On With the News
04:09
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On With the News
There’s a big ol’ tree in the middle of the yard
The tire swing ain’t swung since March
And bigger scenes never seem
To star me
Boo Hoo
La da da da da da da da
La da da da da da da da
La da da da da da da da
Ah
Problem is that we’re all just kids
In a world that is far too big
Mama loved you and always did
But you can’t help but boo hoo
On with the news
Everyone’s everyone’s friend
At least that’s how we pretend
You don’t trust one another, you’re lover
Or even the one under your skin
La da da da da da da da
La da da da da da da da
La da da da da da da da
Ah
Problem is that we’re all just kids
In a world that is far too big
Mama loved you and always did
But you can’t help but boo hoo
On with the news
Makin’ the most with the coast I’m given
That’s what they said when they heard I’m leavin’
Makin’ the most with the coast I’m given
That’s what they said when they heard I’m leavin’
Problem is that we’re all just kids
In a world that is far too big
Mama loved you and always did
But you can’t help but boo hoo
On with the news
La da da da da da da da
La da da da da da da da
La da da da da da da da
Ah
La da da da da da da da
La da da da da da da da
La da da da da da da da
Ah
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5. |
You've Got Me
03:02
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Lyin’ in awe at the Milky Way
Drippin’ from the sky as as twilight drains
Jackson Pollock must’ve painted this night
Everything’s splattered yet everything’s right
You’ve got me
You’ve got me
You’ve got me
And I’ve got you
You’ve got me
You’ve got me
You’ve got me
For life
Give a man an inch and he’ll take your heart
Give a woman love and she’ll tear it apart
There don’t seem to be many winners in the game
Call me stupid but I still wanna play
You’ve got me
You’ve got me
You’ve got me
And I’ve got you
You’ve got me
You’ve got me
You’ve got me
For life
Dosey doe on the Fourth of July
Underneath the crack of fire up high
We’re in bloom there goes another boom
Thinkin’ of your name when I hear this tune
You’ve got me
You’ve got me
You’ve got me
And I’ve got you
You’ve got me
You’ve got me
You’ve got me
For life
Remember that time that we walked into town
You played the fool and I was the clown
Dancin’ and singin’ and makin’ our rounds
All night
We sang every song that there was to be sung
Rang every bell there was to be rung
A four letter word on the tip of my tongue
‘Cause you’re mine
You’ve got me
You’ve got me
You’ve got me
And I’ve got you
You’ve got me
You’ve got me
You’ve got me
For life
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6. |
Pour My Drink
03:25
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Pour My Drink
Pour my drink a bit taller than the last
The glass half empty stuck at half mast
You know me I’m a pessimist at best
One step two step get in line
Drinkin’ from the back seat another good night
You know me I’m the criminal type
I stay here and raise hell well
It’s all the same
And I cross lines too many times and
Only I am to blame
I stay here and raise hell well
It’s all the same
And the people talk and walk in circles
Just to stay sane
Thinkin’ on back to the times you tried
Tellin’ me another one of your lies
I needed your advice like a needle in the eye
Pour my drink a bit taller than the last
The glass half empty stuck at half mast
You know me I’m a pessimist at best
I stay here and raise hell well
It’s all the same
And I cross lines too many times and
Only I am to blame
I stay here and raise hell well
It’s all the same
And the people talk and walk in circles
Just to stay sane
I stay here and raise hell well
It’s all the same
And I cross lines too many times and
Only I am to blame
I stay here and raise hell well
It’s all the same
And the people talk and walk in circles
Just to stay sane
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7. |
Art Collection
03:12
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Art Collection
Oh yes I bought a hand
And the other hand
Oh yes I got the stands
For displayin’ hands
If anybody in this world will ever get it right
Well it’ll be you and me in the red tonight
It’s an art collection
‘Cause it’s an art collection
Now check the recipe
I believe the next are knees
Placed above the feet
Just add integral beams
If anybody in this world will ever get it right
Well it’ll be you and me in the red tonight
It’s an art collection
‘Cause it’s an art collection
Unload the shopping cart
Just look at all the parts
Who knows where to start
Maybe we’ll try the heart
The body’s almost whole
Top it with the skull
Now don’t forget the soul
‘Cause it’s an art
If anybody in this world will ever get it right
Well it’ll be you and me in the red tonight
It’s an art collection
‘Cause it’s an art collection
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8. |
Birds
02:51
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Birds
Hold on to what you know and a sweetie pie
I’ma let it go and bonafy the sky
With the birds on the highway
“Cause you’ve always heard me say that
I don’t want to ever feel like I’m forever
I’ve been sleepin’
I’ve been sleepin’
Away all Day
Why don’t you lay me down on a bed of hay
On the tallest limb where the tree will sway
Laughin’ down at the people
With a lookin’ glass and the glass half full
Lower lives like to lie low
My my my my there’s more to show
For example I love you
There ain't nothin to lose except the view
I don’t want to ever feel like I’m forever
I’ve been sleepin’ away
Hold me with your wings
But I cant repeat
Any one day in the last ten years
That’s okay
I’ve been sleepin’
I’ve been sleepin’
I don’t want to ever feel like I’m forever
I’ve been sleepin’
I’ve been sleepin’
I’ve been sleepin’
I’ve been sleepin’
Away all day
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9. |
Box O' Wine
02:32
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‘Cause it’s all of me and a box of wine
What you see is what you get
All of me and a box of wine
What you see is what you got
My me and a box of wine
Take two two two this time
And a box of wine
What you see is what you get
Catchin’ letters and rollin’ out of bed
Tap of a ball and chain right behind my steps
Poultry cookin’ but shit we’re out of bread
Pray for a place to stay and a fresh rolled cigarette
‘Cause it’s all of me and a box of wine
What you see is what you get
All of me and a box of wine
What you see is what you got
My me and a box of wine
Take two two two this time
And a box of wine
What you see is what you get
Flee with a metro ticket wrinkled in his hand
Snatched from a perfect object reduced to a man
Face in a puddle but his head is in the sand
Back from the dead he said but now with new demands
‘Cause it’s all of me and a box of wine
What you see is what you get
All of me and a box of wine
What you see is what you got
My me and a box of wine
Take two two two this time
And a box of wine
What you see is what you get
What you see is what you get
What you see is what you get
‘Cause it’s all of me and a box of wine
What you see is what you get
All of me and a box of wine
What you see is what you got
My me and a box of wine
Take two two two this time
And a box of wine
What you see is what you get
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10. |
Tijuana
03:16
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Ahh
Baby you know that I’ve been bad
But I did it all for you
Never woulda happened if you didn’t ask
To show me a perfect view
Well to show me a perfect skippin’ off singin’
Oom bop bitty adda yoo
Yeah to show me a perfect skippin’ off singin’
Oom bop bitty adda yoo
I may see you in Tijuana
Combing my hair
with a new harpoon device
Good’s not always good
That lesson’s learned
But it sure felt good last night
Baby when your heart turns hard and gray
Makes me fume just like Pompeii
You probably got a hubby that you call your own
I thought that was me but I guess I was wrong
When your heart turns hard and gray
Makes me fume just like Pompeii
You probably got a hubby that you call your own
I thought that was me but I guess I was wrong
Oom bop bitty adda oom bap ba
Oom bop bitty adda ooh la la
Oom bop bitty adda oom bap ba
Oom bop bitty adda yoo la la ha
I may see you in Tijuana
Combing my hair
with a new harpoon device
Good’s not always good
That lesson’s learned
But it sure felt good last night
I may see you in Tijuana
Combing my hair
with a new harpoon device
Well good’s not always good
That lesson’s learned
But it sure felt good last night
Yes it sure felt good last night
Well it sure felt good last night
Ahh
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Wood Willow Oklahoma City, Oklahoma
Based out of Oklahoma City, Wood Willow can best be described musically as if Gillian Welch and the White Stripes had a baby. Armed with a repertoire of harmony filled traditional and original music, this duo brings old time sounds into the present.
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