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Heard Your Mother Call
03:29
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How can I explain the things that you already know
Yet it seems so cruel to go and break your heart, your heart
No I still don't mind that you call when you're feeling blue
Of all the lies I told well you only caught a few of them
Yeah I can hear your mother call
Saying she knew I was no good
So how can I complain
When I don't do the things I should
Yeah I knew that I would let you down
Just how far I didn't know
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2. |
When You Call
02:14
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Do you live in a dream? When you wake up is the sky ocean green?
Do you walk out on love? Even when it's everything that you've been dreaming of
When you call I will come to you, to you
Can you see through the lies? When he whispers in your ears and he closes your eyes
Did I tell you I was wrong? Well I would've if I didn't think that you knew all along
When you call I will come to you, to you
Your friends said that I was out of time
They said you were doing just fine
And I guess I was out of line
But I will still make you mine
When you call I will come to you, to you
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3. |
Hold On
02:13
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Heavy hearts sink like a stone
You can pick me up but I'm just a broken telephone
Tangled cords into knots you can't connect the dots
Where were you when I was hangin' on the line?
Hold on to my love
The last time we spoke it was in a dream
You were riding on a horse inside a limousine
Then you spoke to soon and said I had gone and lost the race where were you when I was hanging on the line
Hold on to my love
Then you fell from grace at a snail's pace
I could see it on your face that you knew
Yeah you knew right away that you couldn't stand the pain then you reached for my hand as you fell
Hold on to my love
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4. |
Made a Mess
01:58
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Well oh babe I hope you are where you wanna be
Well I can't help but notice you're so far away from me
Oh I'm not hard to find
Oh I'm just serving my time
Well I heard that you got married while I was out on bail
Well I guess my invitation got lost in the mail
Oh I'm not hard to find
Oh I'm just serving my time
And every foolish thing that I've ever done
Has been in the name of love
And I don't really know much about it
But I sure knew how to make a mess of our love
When I get out I'll change my ways
I'll change the way I was
Well I think I got a handle on why a man does what he does
Oh I'm not hard to find
Oh I'm just serving my time
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5. |
The Shadow
02:45
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Well everything is up for grabs but I only have two hands to hold you
So when push comes to stab I only got a spoon to cut through
So when you turn your back on me
And you turn around to see
The shadow of a man I used to be
If you run out of love I know where you can get your fill
It's this little old place I call home up on haunted hill
It may not look like much from outside
But the inside is where it counts
At least that's what I'm led to believe
Got drunk last night and I could've sworn I had seen you
Drinkin' in church parking lot, an angel, a statue
With your wings spread out into the sky
So goddamn beautiful I could die
It cast a shadow like no other woman could
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6. |
Sober John
02:11
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Sober John’s the son of Bob born again at 42
His brother Bill drank his fill his horoscope rang true
Well he ended up with nothing when he once had it all
Well he used to run the show now he can hardly crawl
It’s so hard when you’re so down
And your friends they don’t come around
You got nothing to do You got nothing to lose
You’re just waiting on a prayer to come through
Well his father’s made of money, sober John’s right by his side
Poor old Bill’s out on the streets he’s got nowhere to hide
Playing songs on his guitar to try and make a buck
Well he used to run the show now he’s running out of luck
When your back’s against the wall
You got no phone ‘cause no one calls
You got nothing to do you got nothing to lose
You’re just waiting on a prayer to come through
Well Bill had a little wife, for a short time he was set
'til she met sober John who's lips were never wet
Well they wedded in Hawaii, they divorced in Waikiki
Well he used to run the show now he's runnin' to be free
The coppers on his trail, no he ain't going back to jail
He's got nothing to do, he's got nothing to lose
He's just waiting on a prayer to come through
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7. |
A Date With Death
02:38
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I can't seem to concentrate I've got a one track mind I've got a date with death Oh no
People sayin' well, man I don't know It's just one of those things it really goes to show oh no
Well I've had bigger troubles before but this one keeps on knockin' on my front door oh no
I can't seem to sleep at night with you in my dreams creeping up a fright all night
Hold on to the one's you love
Well I had you but you slipped through my hands
Sooner or later as in this case it may seem I will be your man
I don't mind but the devil may care living like you're playing truth or dare oh no
Lay me down, crucify my soul 'cause I can't get out of this black hole oh no
Holding up the world with your left hand bringing others to an end like a one night stand oh no
Living the dreams of dead children ain't too hard if you find yourself a minute send me a postcard oh no
Hold on to the one's you love
Well I had you but you slipped through my hands
Sooner or later as in this case it may seem I will be your man
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8. |
Don't Love
02:36
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Well I don't wanna love you anymore
I picked my hurtin' heart up from the floor
And every time I dust off your deceit
I put it to my ear just to hear the beat
I always think I know what to expect
But time and time again I'm still a wreck
The years that I have aged don't mean a thing
I'm still that kid with bright orange water wings
Children don't listen to what they have been told
If I had of listened I guess I would've known
Don't love
I don't wanna hurt you anymore
I can tell that you've been hurt before
I can't stand to see you cry again
I knew that I would hurt you in the end
Avoided everything for much too long
I was hoping you'd forget I did you wrong
It pains me to think of those times before
You never should've let me through your door
Children don't listen to what they have been told
If you had of listened I guess you would've known
Don't love
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9. |
Always Hurts to Try
02:22
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You can write it in a letter
Sing it in a song you're gone
It don't make no difference
You know you make no sense at all
I guess I'm hoping that you're doing fine
I guess I'm living but I feel like I'm dying
I guess I'm guessing there's no second time
They were lying when they said it doesn't hurt to try oh my
The day that you left me
Oh how I cried and cried
You left me in a letter
You left me in the saddest song
I guess I'm hoping that you're doing fine
I guess I'm living but I feel like I'm dying
I guess I'm guessing there's no second time
They were lying when they said it doesn't hurt to try oh my
Oh why does it hurt so much to try
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10. |
The Waltz
03:21
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Mona Lisa’s a moaner I know ‘cause I shown her
She’s the hooker with the wandering eye
A Temptress a mistress, to any man with an interest
You’re living but you may as well die
As you head for the door, pick your jaw from the floor
You realize you’re in it again
The last time was the last time, champagne and white wine
Once penniless you’re living a lie
As you make friends with snakes and climb up social ladders
That lead you just short of the heart of the matter
You claim you’re still in it for all the right reasons
But you sway like the leaves in the changing of the seasons
I’m no better than you, you know better than that
You make all your deals in the night
By the light of the moon, it’s over so soon
Hurry home to hold your wife
Who has no idea you’ve been so insincere
You’re not the man she had met
20 years have gone by, can’t look her in the eye
But she keeps her eyes on you
As you make friends with snakes and climb up social ladders
That lead you just short of the heart of the matter
You claim you’re still in it for all the right reasons
But you sway like the leaves in the changing of the seasons
With your iron maiden ideals and your chamber of horrors
Put on your makeup and smile for the town’s star reporter
Speak volumes to the deaf, paint pictures for the blind
Leave the poor in its wake and children behind
Oh time waits for no one, no one but you (x4)
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11. |
Alleycats & Runaways
02:45
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Well I thumbed a ride to Arkansas
You wouldn’t believe what I done see
Six dozen amish riding in a limousine
Smoking pot and kerosene
Oh what a trip it’s been
Well I crossed the border into Mexico
I found a girl who loved me so it goes
I woke up and my wallet was gone
She loved me once but not for long
Oh what a trip it’s been
Yeah the road’s a mighty fine place to forget where you once came from
You can lie you can steal, negotiate a deal
On the crossroads of highways, alley cats and runaways
I got one question for you
Are you going my way?
I caught a train and I went off the tracks
When you’re this far gone there ain’t no turning back
Off those rocky rails I went, bottles’ gone money’s spent
Oh what a trip it’s been
Well I met a girl from Texas with a T
She really made a mess out of me
She took this here guitar, threw it halfway across the yard
Oh what a trip it’s been
Yeah the road’s a mighty fine place to forget where you once came from
You can lie you can steal, negotiate a deal
On the crossroads of highways, alley cats and runaways
I got one question for you
Are you going my way?
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12. |
Palm Tree Blues
03:16
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Sometimes when you’re feeling low
And you don’t know which way to go
Well there’s always down
Once at the top, seconds at its peak
You close your mouth as you begin to speak
Then it all comes crashing down
Even the king has a beggar’s tongue
Lashing out at each and everyone
Until his thrown comes tumbling down
Say a prayer kind words are few
And far between both me and you
Til we all just settle down
Little sister won’t you sing a song
Me, ma and pa can try and get along
Don’t we all fall down
Down down
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