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Much for Leaving
03:04
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Gonna get where you're going
Gonna button it up
Spend your last dollar on your last full cup
Keep scooting and dragging
On your blistering feet
Chasing that high every time you meet
Wrangle that mustang and you ride it through town
Hit the gas if you're slowing down
Keep dropping those pennies
And your nickels and dimes
You'll make more when you make the time
Keep racing your shadow
Leave him far behind
If he's trailing, sun still shines
Pull your hat over red and tired eyes
Rest your back when you're out of tries
I know that you ain't much for leaving
We both know that I am
Find you favorite chair
In your favorite place
I'll sit beside you when I can
When your spinning them tires
And there's holes in the shoes
Every mile you borrowed left a bruise
When your tired of reading
Every passing sign
You ain't lasting, thats just fine
They'll take another till you're drinking alone
Pay the bill and stumble home
I know that you ain't much for leaving
We both know that I am
Find you favorite chair
In your favorite place
I'll sit beside you when I can
I know that you ain't much for leaving
We both know that I am
Find you favorite chair
In your favorite place
I'll sit beside you when I can
I'll sit beside you when I can
I'll sit beside you...when I can
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Hammer Swinging
03:43
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I am a hammer swinging and that's what they keep me for
Haven't met a rock yet that I can't bust up a little more
Whenever I stop working I'm kindly shown the door
I am a hammer swinging and that's what they keep me for
A handle made of polished oak, and my head is solid steel
I kissed so many things goodbye, I've forgotten how to feel
Always I'm a moving, towards my next meal
A handle made of polished oak, and my head is solid steel
I'm coming on down
I'm coming on down
My face is just a few
Inches from the ground
I'm coming on down
I'm coming on do-ow-own
I am an old hammer swinging round
Haven't met a problem where a good swift tap won't do
Left my mark on industry in at least a town or two
Tunnels they have felt me as I'm passing through
Haven't met a problem where a good swift tap won't do
I'm coming on down
I'm coming on down
My face is just a few
Inches from the ground
I'm coming on down
I'm coming on do-ow-own
I am an old hammer swinging round
Many hands have held me and many more have tried
Some went away form growing old, some just up and died
Cannot count the times I stole a sparkle from their eye
Many hands have held me and many more have tried
I'm coming on down
I'm coming on down
My face is just a few
Inches from the ground
I'm coming on down
I'm coming on do-ow-own
I am an old hammer swinging round
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Forgotten
03:29
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So she's gone, and I stayed
So she's gone, always knew she'd fly away
I never tried to claim her, and I knew I never could
So she's gone, and I stand, where she stood
Heaven send a strong storm down
Help me wash bitter words from my mouth
The same wall that held back, my fair-well please don't go
Kept me silent as she faded down the road
All you left was a footprint in the mud
And the memories I never will return
So go run into the rain, on the dirt trail where we met
You won't look back, I won't forget
My last breath is coming soon
Caught the end like and old mans known to do
I filled a box with pages, pictures all of you
Takes me back, to that girl just passing through
All you left was a footprint in the mud
And the memories I never will return
So go run into the rain, on the dirt trail where we met
You won't look back, I won't forget
So go run into the rain, on the dirt trail where we met
You won't look back, I won't forget
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Come Wind, I need to talk to you
Come wind, blow by my door
I know you don't want to hear from me
Listen once and you won't have to anymore
I know your dancing there in the leaves
I see and hear you there
And if you could take me far away from here
Let me ride, on open air
Twisting water, come wash over me
Twisting water, I'm dirty from my sin
And I know you don't owe me a thing
With your help I can be clean again
There's a list of things I wouldn't do
And a longer one of evil that I've done
Can you find it in your heart to watch over me
And I'll put to bed each and every one
Old stone, teach me how you do not move
Old stone, share your ancient ways
If I held the secret to stand strong and still
I could sing of the brighter days
When they lay broken pieces at my door
I turn and find a way to hide
And if I knew only how to plant my feet
I could do the things I've never tried
Come Wind, I need to talk to you
Come wind, blow by my door
I know you don't want to hear from me
Listen once and you won't have to anymore
Come Wind, I need to talk to you
Come wind, blow by my door
I know you don't want to hear from me
Listen once and you won't have to anymore
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Ghost Ship
03:33
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I spent days looking for, a river to run down
Wooden ship is sinking with its feet up off the ground
I sent days looking for, a river to run down
Left the shore and now we're sea floor bound
Well my crew couldn't stay, left in the last town
Women slinging whiskey is a better way to drown
My crew couldn't stay, left in the last town
Painted lips will give the run around
Barley merrily, waiting on a dream
Barley merrily, it ain't floating down a stream
It's a ghost ship, and a death wish, for me
Well my gold went away, a penny at a time
Rubies, pearls, and diamonds well them rocks were never mine
My gold went away, a penny at a time
The good lord must be giving me a sign
Barley merrily, waiting on a dream
Barley merrily, it ain't floating down a stream
It's a ghost ship, and a death wish, for me
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