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Mountain
03:50
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Come down from the mountain, come down my son
Untie the rope until the knots are all gone
Your mother’s sick, families on the run
Come down from the mountain, come down, come down
Come down from the mountain, come down my boy
The wicked that you did we covered up with Joy
Brittle bones like glass, so easy to destroy
Come down from the mountain, come down, come down
Spare my child, spare my child, spare my child, spare my child, he’s out there running wild
Come down from the mountain, come down my kid
Most of us forgive you for what you did
Your mother died, we sent her to the ground
Come down from the mountain, come down, come down
Spare my child, spare my child, spare my child, spare my child, he’s out there running wild
Come down from the mountain, come down, come down
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Cuyahoga
04:27
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I’m going down to cuyahoga with my bottle
I’m going to down to cuyahoga with my will
Send down this old river to another
I’m looking and I haven’t found it still
I’m looking and I haven’t found it still
I’m gonna rest my broken bones in the soft clay
I’m gonna rest my broken bones upon the shore
Maybe that dark rain cloud will wash me
Maybe I won’t hurt so bad no more
Maybe I won’t hurt so bad no more
Nobody's listening
Nobody cares
I’m begging them nightmares not to haunt me
I’m begging them nightmares not to stay
Go far from the places we once wandered
I’m frightened I might not get my way
I’m frightened I might not get my way
Nobody's listening
Nobody cares
I’m going down to cuyahoga with my bottle
I’m going to down to cuyahoga with my will
Send down this old river to another
I’m looking and I haven’t found it still
I’m looking and I haven’t found it still
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Fairytales
04:08
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Theres a table in the middle
Plates enough for two
One set for me one set for you
With your favorite food upon it
Beside a silver spoon
Radio plays another tune
I’ve listened here for hours
Just staring at the wall
Holding up them pictures
All trailing down the hall
And I don't believe in fairytales
Hardly believe it when it rains
My selfish thinking, blames you while I’m sinking
This storys all that will remain
Fresh flowers in a pitcher
Memory casting smell
No teeth to bite still hurts like hell
Landing in a bundle
When the glass begins to soar
Shaking hands introduce the floor
They don’t deserve to hold
Those pieces are all mine
No tears left to know ya, means no tears left to cry
And I don't believe in fairytales
Hardly believe it when it rains
My selfish thinking, blames you while I’m sinking
This storys all that will remain
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Gone
03:50
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So you’re standing on a mountain, throwing daisies in the wind
Counting the he loves mes on the breeze
Saying please come back I need ya, but girl I can’t believe ya
You had your chance to be with me
Now I’m gone in another's arms
I’m Gone for good
Gone in another's arms
You haven’t given up by now, maybe you should
Remember when I held you, said girl you are the one
Smiled and you swore that you agreed
Then the first time it went storming, said you needed sun
Found a ship to sail into the sea
For years I didn’t see you
No whisper of your voice
Heard that you came knocking on my door
Surprised I didn’t stay, sitting here while you were away
And that you couldn’t have me like before
Now I’m gone in another's arms
I’m Gone for good
Gone in another's arms
You haven’t given up by now, maybe you should
Don’t go crying all your troubles
Don’t go trying all those silly tricks on me
Now I’m gone in another's arms
I’m Gone for good
Gone in another's arms
You haven’t given up by now, maybe you should
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Mangy Mutt
04:11
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One trick pony in this two horse town
Found an old mule cart, laying round
Up the street and down, is where he can be found
Now a worker and his papers are gone
Feet are aching and his mane is getting long
Daydream far from here, cause here is feeling wrong
We stop working and pulling pay
Your pennies won't be enough to save
This mangy mutt, with one foot in his grave
Break
Near the bottom of his jar of bread
One more night, and rest his head
Eyes are closed for now, and they may not rise again
We stop working and pulling pay
Your pennies won't be enough to save
This mangy mutt, with one foot in his grave
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