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Front Porch
04:29
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Who's that singing on my front porch out in the rain
Someone call up the Doc, Ma's been drinking again
Trades a glass of his wine for a bottle of gin
Maggie’s scratchin' at the back door; let her on in,
Won’t you let her on in!
I've been waiting for six long days now
I'm a loser but that's okay, 'cause
In demand when I land on the doorstep
Just in time to catch the light from the sunset
Jimmy’s laughing and everybody knows it
When she passes their eyes all turn over
Luke is spending all his time in the kitchen
He can hear somebody singing in the distance
When the landlord's away they get the jug-band to play
(ALL NIGHT)
And if by chance you should come you're gonna wanna stay long
(ALL NIGHT)
Front porch, back door, doctor, who's that singing?
(Hey there ma you got a little cream in your beard)
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Pack it up, we’ll head for Mindemoya
Let that lazy river wash your worries away, my brother
Them Rocky Mountains keep on taking my old friends away.
Them Appalachians ain’t got nothing on that old Cordilleran Range
It went and tore out my heart, my brother
Them Rocky Mountains keep on ripping our bodies apart
And if I crossed into Alberta and I called out your name from the foothills
Would you come answering my prayers with that slide-steel guitar in your hand?
And is there something I don’t know about the women that live in the valley?
Is there something I don’t know about the place you’re calling your home?
You’re fading fast
(Well I know these are the hard times)
You’re light is strong, keep shining on
(Well I know these are the dark times)
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No Stranger
03:42
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Low, you’re so lonesome,
You’re no stranger to the Lovesick Blues
(What did you say about me?)
That’s what I thought I heard
I guess you know me well…
Then why can’t I fall in love?
(Something won’t let you try)
And why do I fall apart?
(There’s no one there to hold you tight)
Then why am I always laughing?
(Something won’t let you cry)
And why should I keep on living?
(Something won’t let you die)
I’ve known the lonely life so long
Since I was born, it seems I’ve been alone
(Low, I know you’re low…)
Why am I so God Damn lonesome?
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4. |
Be Your Dog
03:13
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I wanna thank you for letting me be your dog again…
Bombs don’t make their stains on our street,
Guess we’re lucky, I guess we’re war-free
In my heart a different story and I’m sore
Because you abuse me and you ignore me
You tease, you beat me, you drag me along
But being whipped by you babe, beats being alone
And every time I get through with being treated this way
I come crawling back to you the very next day
All these lies they don’t hold nothing
Up against our twisted loving
I wait around expecting something; I get nothing
Cause all you give is well thrown punches
My brothers, my sisters, they think I’m a fool
For letting you treat me the way that you do
And every time I get to standing on my own two feet
You’ve got me back on all fours, begging for more
(Your brothers, your sisters, they think you’re a fool)
Well let them think what they want cause I’m in love with you
(Your mother, your father, they both disapprove)
Well it’s funny that they should, cause they’re dirty dogs too
I wanna thank you baby, for showing how you hate me so
I wanna thank you darling you let me be your dog again
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5. |
Do Right Woman
05:39
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6. |
Only One on the Run
03:23
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Kingston Gully
04:58
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I’ve seen this place too many times, I can’t go back now
Full of them guys, acting all alike, their heads done up like vacuum
Don’t need to tell me what to play, I’m not your monkey
Ain’t here to sing no Glycerin, I just came to get my money
If I could mine myself some gold, I’d have no trouble
Boys down in Rio taking all my land, I’m lucky to get rubble
You’ve got a handbag full of bills, I’ve got my good looks
If I gave you some time doing what you’d like, could you buy me up some school books?
One dollar, two dollars
Can’t get my hands on no funds for my ambitions…
I’m not indifferent. I do have opinions. I don’t want American life on my TV screen.
Give me some money. I’m begging you honey. Damn Kingston Gully, he took my last penny away!
I wanna be heard. Can’t print a word. Ain’t got no ink and I sure got no paper!
Give me some money. I’m begging you honey. Damn Kingston Gully, he took my last penny away!
Even a poor boy has pride
You can bet that I’ll get my vengeance in time
Hunt you down in could blood, under cover of night
I’m fixing to take your life
Bad man riding off with your money,
A bad, bad man riding off with your money….
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8. |
Old Like a Stone
02:54
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I’m from a crater in the middle of nowhere
My skin tastes like sulfur, and copper, and gold
They’ll give me money if I would go down there
But my heart’s not a black rock,
It’s an open road
I took a ferry out from Tobermory
Went straight for South Baymouth to climb up a cliff
Made to resemble a palace of coral
Thrust violently skyward, and weathered by rain
Not old if you measure my age,
It’s my soul that is ancient
Violence and misery,
Always been haunting me,
Teaching me how to be patient
My mother, she lives inside a volcano
It’s always erupting and causing me grief
When I was younger she’d never come see me
Her cast-iron heart was much stronger than me
Old like a stone, waiting to erode
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That window’s broken,
Faucet’s water still running
I never stood up in a breadline
Go cross the borderline
I’m dust up your nose
And carve our names into a mountainside
You looking decent in your size seven shoes
I bet you bought ’em from a rock star
I’ve been so lonely since you told me the news
Now that you’re off to sweet Kelowna
I called your father
It just wasn’t the same
I guess you’re truly one-and-only
I called your sisters
They just drove me insane
Please don’t forget to telephone me, no
Fast times are all that fly through my mind
And goodbye’s got no silver lining
Golden roads are only told of in stories
That’s why I’m still shy to turn the light off
And I don’t give a damn what the neighbors think,
Don’t give a damn about the doctors and their high-class wives
I just give a damn about….
You looking decent in your size seven shoes
I bet you bought ’em from a rock star
It hit me hard with the Cordilleran Blues
Now that you’re off to sweet Kelowna
I said it, you said it…
…sweet Kelowna
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10. |
Human Unconditioned
03:10
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Ran in to the Water Bearer
Put his heart upon my plate
Said "Be careful who you trust, boy"
And then we both sat down and ate...
Find me a human,
Find me a human unconditioned
I met with Queens and they had plenty
Baubles, bangles, beeds, and gold
Well, me I don't have any
I fed my diamonds to the Wolves
Find me a human,
Find me a human unconditioned
And I've been waiting out the winter
But why I wait ain't really known
Why I wait aint really known...
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11. |
A Voice In The Night
03:08
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13. |
Elvira (NEW bonus track)
03:36
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