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Company
03:54
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Spring is softly singing, but you don't hear a thing
Your head it's underwater and you chose right now to drink
I'll sit here with you brother, I'll sit here if you need
We don't have a lot to do and I could use the company
Dreams are softly fading, took the train to the next town
It's hard to keep your chin up when those dreams they aren't around
I'll sit here with you sister, I'll sit here if you need
We don't have a lot to do and I could use the company
And sorrow may be dragging, muddy feet across the floor
Times like these, you and me, find what were living for
and until he gets to leavin, come in close, pull up a seat
You need to remember that you haven't lost our love
The children may have left the nest but it's home they still think of
I'll sit here with you mother, I'll sit here if you need
We don't have a lot to do and I could use the company
Them calloused hands aint working, dusty boots now clean
Don't be sad you shut the shop or you closed that cash machine
I'll sit here with you father, I'll sit here if you need
We don't have a lot to do and I could use the company
And sorrow may be dragging, muddy feet across the floor
Times like these, you and me, find what were living for
and until he gets to leavin, come in close, pull up a seat
Don't forget the sunshine, don't shy from the rain
Right now may be storming, but the birds they'll sing again
I'll sit here with you friend, I'll sit here if you need
We don't have a lot to do and I could use the company
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2. |
Blue Bird
03:25
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Kick the shiny, it turns to rust
Beauty sitting there was a thin layer of dust
Another permanent pin, in the cushion of regret
It digs in deeper, as you attempt
To forget
She puts her hands, under my shirt
I put my words under her skin
It was strategic work at first
If I slipped I began again
So hold it steady, watch your eyes
As I slip into my favorite disguise
Kick the mud, off of your boots
You picked it up walking where you weren't ‘sposed to
An left a clear trail
By all the places that you passed
You can’t run from the answers
To the questions that you asked
Me and the sun, we aren't talking any more
I said enough to declare a state of war
She never shines in my direction
Like before
Had a blue bird, on a string
You can’t tie down a beautiful wild thing
She broke free one day, and flew off with that sun
Now there’s two singing songs
‘Bout the evil that I’ve done
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3. |
Tie Me Down
03:41
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Tie me to that old ball and chain
I've gone and flown too high again
Won't you tie me down
Won't you tie me down
No one's as good as you
To take my feet back to muddy ground
Tie me down
Come on break my heart again
Getting too close to letting you in
Won't you tie me down
Won't you tie me down
No ones as good as you
To take what's one, rip it in two
Won't you tie me down
Come on take my light away
It's been shining for too many days
Come and tie me down
Come and tie me down
No one's as good as you
To take my flame like it's overdue
Won't you tie me down
Tie me down
No one's as good as you
To take my feet back to muddy ground
Tie me down
Tie me down
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Dorothy
03:34
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She's roosting at home, I'm working in town
She's roosting at home, I'm working in town
Leave before the sun gets shining
Home and it's long past down
She's roosting at home, I'm working in town
Kicking up dirt, I sweep it under the rug
Kicking up dirt, I sweep it under the rug
Oh no I'm not bitter
Just doing it for the one I love
Kicking up dirt, I sweep it under the rug
There's a knock on her door, and she wants to play
There's a knock on her door, and she wants to play
A word to the wise
That's how her sisters got carried away
There's a knock on her door, and she wants to play
Dorothy my love, Dorothy my muse
I'm falling head over heels for you
Go on and pick me up
I'm here for you to use
Dorothy my love, Dorothy my muse
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5. |
Messenger Bird
03:41
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Messenger bird I’m calling you
Take this letter to someone I knew
Don’t care how you do it don’t care how long
She’s out of my reach, she’s too far gone
If you get lost, just open your eyes
Never seen nothing like this in your life
Try comparing to silver or gold
Wouldn't do justice, it wouldn't come close
You get lost, just use your ears
You'll know in an instant when you get near
Even when she's swearing it sounds like a song
Fight it if you want, you'll be singing along
Messenger bird I'm calling you
Take this letter to someone I knew
If you go reading the words I wrote
You'll see I'm begging her to come back home
Whatever it takes I'll never stop trying
I never loved nothing this much in my life
I know that you'll be back here soon
I gave you a job that you just can't do
You'd have to learn to fly a whole lot higher
She's the prettiest angel in the heavenly choir
Messenger bird I'm calling you
Take this letter to someone I knew
Messenger bird I'm calling you
Take this letter to someone I knew
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6. |
Broken Hearts
03:38
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Beyond being broken
You got me where you wanted with that water in your hands
These cracking lips
Haven’t had a drop to drink in weeks
Those stories you gave me
To wrap tight in memory are fading
How will I know my place
Is well beneath your feet
Don't try to save me
Because your conscious finally finds it’s name
Pave my way with broken hearts tonight
Take this angel and clip it’s dirty wings
Time says that there's no reason to fly from here
They say it won’t hurt and you won't remember a thing
That fine wine they bottle
And send out in the name of jesus
Pairs well with the ransom
They tucked behind their teeth
I beg to brush off
The heavy dust before I get moving
Took my house, took my bed
Left me dirt to sleep
Pave my way with broken hearts tonight
Take this angel and clip it’s dirty wings
Time says that there's no reason to fly from here
They say it won’t hurt and you won't remember a thing
They say it won’t hurt and you won't remember a thing
They say it won’t hurt and you won't remember a thing
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7. |
Cold Finger Blues
03:35
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I got them cold finger blues
Got the cold finger blues
Step outside, collect my pay
But that chill wont go away
Got them cold fingers
I got them cold finger blues
Got the cold finger blues
Take it home to my woman, shes as sweet as pie
Blackberry cobbler, keep me warm inside
Got them cold fingers
I got them cold finger blues
Got the cold finger blues
You and me, thought we was doing just fine
But you left me for a better time
Got them cold fingers
I got them cold finger blues
Got the cold finger blues In a little box, high on a shelf
Two rings, gonna keep to themselves
Got them cold fingers
Got them cold fingers
Got them cold fingers
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8. |
Otherside
03:57
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When I get on the other side, gonna watch my mouth
When I get on the other side, ain’t gonna scream and shout
I wont forget the darkness, the evil words I hung around
When I get on the other side, gonna watch my mouth
When I get on the other side, gonna learn to twirl
When I get on the other side, two steps and a whirl
I won’t go to the sidelines or that broken hearted girl
When I get on the other side, gonna learn to twirl
I can change, oh I can change
I get on the other side where I can change
When I get on the other side, gonna try to see
When I get on the other side, and they’re different than me
I wont stand in the doorway, let them live their destiny
When I get on the other side, gonna learn to see
When I get on the other side, start to share
When I get on the other side, I learned it once somewhere
Gonna reach back through my childhood, find it rotting there
When I get on the other side, gonna start to share
I can change, oh I can change
I get on the other side where I can change
When I get on the other side, I hope there's you
When I get on the other side, I hope there's you
The only constant I remember, a rock that rang out true
When I get on the other side, I hope there's you
I can change, oh I can change
I get on the other side where I can change
I can change, oh I can change
I get on the other side where I can change
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9. |
Losing Steam
04:27
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With a foot stuck in the mud, I’m running out of ways
To count my blessings, keep a smile on my face
I’m losing steam
I miss my mama, cooking on my plate
I hope she’s doing well, I hope shes doing great
I’m losing steam
Like a kettle on the counter, or a hole inside my heart
I’m losing steam
A sink of dirty dishes, I used up all my wishes
I’m losing steam
That bird outside my window, stares and laughs at me
Give him all the money I don’t have to be that free
I’m losing steam
I ache for my friends, pretend I hear their voice
So used to quiet, I tremble at the noise
I’m losing steam
Like a kettle on the counter, or a hole inside my heart
I’m losing steam
A sink of dirty dishes, I used up all my wishes
I’m losing steam
I’d get to praying, but don’t believe in that
I’ll lay down here, rust right where I’m at
I’m losing steam
Like a kettle on the counter, or a hole inside my heart
I’m losing steam
A sink of dirty dishes, I used up all my wishes
I’m losing steam
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10. |
Wish
03:45
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I’ve been counting those likes, watching those streams
Still ain't sure what that algorithm means
Say the more you have, closer you are to your dreams
Hoping that isn’t true
I’m still putting up lights, buying new clothes
Make a fool of myself on those videos
Spending hours and hours watching those trends
I don’t know what to do
Wish I had all the answers
Wish I had lots of cars
Wish I had a big house, and all of my neighbors were movie stars
They’d come round to see
Say they love my new songs
But that’s not my story, I’m sitting with you
I hope that were getting along
If I lost 50 lbs, or shoved food in my face
Had trash that I stacked all over the place
I might do better in this new rat race
But id be lying to you
See I’m just a guy, this is just a guitar
The licks that I have aren’t particularly hard
They blend in perfect with a noisy dive bare
And I don’t know what to do
Wish I had all the answers
Wish I had lots of cars
Wish I had a big house, and all of my neighbors were movie stars
They’d come round to see
Say they love my new songs
But that’s not my story, I’m sitting with you
I hope that were getting along
I’m not playing big shows, or selling out stands
Perfectly happy with 3 or 4 fans
Appreciate that you give me a chance
Hope that you keep me around
If you keep believing that I have a clue
I’ll keep writing least a word or two
Together I think we can make it through
Even when we don’t know what to do
Wish I had all the answers
Wish I had lots of cars
Wish I had a big house, and all of my neighbors were movie stars
They’d come round to see
Say they love my new songs
But that’s not my story, I’m sitting with you
I hope that were getting along
I don’t have any answers
Just got one old van
I drive it around playing these songs whenever I can
I may sleep on your couches
Heck I’ll even sleep on your floor
That’s my story, I love it to death
I wouldn’t wish for anything more
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