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from Cowboy Junkies - The Caution Horses (1990)
It's the kind of night that's so cold, when you spit
It freezes before it hits the ground And when a bum asks you for a quarter, you give a dollar If he's out tonight he must be truly down And I'm searching all the windows for a last minute present To prove to you that what I said was real, For something small and frail and plastic, baby, 'cause cheap is how I feel Half moon in the sky tonight, bright enough To come up with an answer To the question why is it that every time I see you My love grows a little stronger But your memory leaves my stomach churning, Feeling like a lie about to be revealed, But I'll horde all this to myself 'cause cheap is how I feel It's not the smell in here that gets to me it's the lights I hate the shadows that they cast, And the sound of clinking bottles is the one sure thing I'll always drag with me from my past I think I'll find a pair of eyes tonight, to fall into And maybe strike a deal Your body for my soul, fair swap 'cause cheap is how I feel |
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from Cowboy Junkies - 200 More Miles (2002)
It's the kind of night that's so cold, when you spit
It freezes before it hits the ground And when a bum asks you for a quarter, you give a dollar If he's out tonight he must be truly down And I'm searching all the windows for a last minute present To prove to you that what I said was real, For something small and frail and plastic, baby, 'cause cheap is how I feel Half moon in the sky tonight, bright enough To come up with an answer To the question why is it that every time I see you My love grows a little stronger But your memory leaves my stomach churning, Feeling like a lie about to be revealed, But I'll horde all this to myself 'cause cheap is how I feel It's not the smell in here that gets to me it's the lights I hate the shadows that they cast, And the sound of clinking bottles is the one sure thing I'll always drag with me from my past I think I'll find a pair of eyes tonight, to fall into And maybe strike a deal Your body for my soul, fair swap 'cause cheap is how I feel |
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from Cowboy Junkies - The Trinity Session (1993)
Atlanta's a distant memory
Montgomery a recent birth And tulsa burns on the desert floor Like a signal fire I got willie on the radio A dozen things on my mind And number one is fleshing out These dreams of mine I've got 200 more miles of rain asphalt in line Before i sleep But there'll be no warm sheets or welcoming arms To fall into tonight In nashville there is a lighter In a case for all to see It speaks of dreams and heartaches Left unsung And in the corner stands a guitar and Lonesome words scrawled in a drunken hand I don't travel past, travel hard before And i'm beginning to understand That i've got 200 more miles of rain asphalt in line Before i sleep But there'll be no warm sheets or welcoming arms To fall into tonight They say that i am crazy My life wasting on this road That time will find my dreams Scared or dead and cold But i heard there is a light Drawing me to reach an end And when i reach there, i'll turn back And you and i can begin again I've got 200 more miles of rain asphalt in line Before i sleep But there'll be no warm sheets or welcoming arms To fall into tonight I've got 200 more miles of rain asphalt in line Before i sleep But i wouldn't trade all your golden tomorrows For one hour of this night Atlanta's a distant memory Montgomery a recent birth And tulsa burns on the desert floor Like a signal fire |
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from Cowboy Junkies - 200 More Miles (2002)
Atlanta's a distant memory
Montgomery a recent birth and Tulsa burns on the desert floor like a signal fire I got Willie on the radio a dozen things on my mind and number one is fleshing out these dreams of mine I've got 200 more miles of rain asphalt in line before I sleep But there'll be no warm sheets or welcoming arms to fall into tonight In Nashville there is a lighter in a case for all to see it speaks of dreams and heartaches left unsung And in the corner stands a guitar and lonesome words scrawled in a drunken hand I don't travel past, travel hard before and I'm beginning to understand That I've got 200 more miles of rain asphalt in line before I sleep But there'll be no warm sheets or welcoming arms to fall into tonight They say that I am crazy my life wasting on this road that time will find my dreams scared or dead and cold But I heard there is a light drawing me to reach an end and when I reach there, I'll turn back and you and I can begin again I've got 200 more miles of rain asphalt in line before I sleep But there'll be no warm sheets or welcoming arms to fall into tonight I've got 200 more miles of rain asphalt in line before I sleep But I wouldn't trade all your golden tomorrows for one hour of this night Atlanta's a distant memory Montgomery a recent birth and Tulsa burns on the desert floor like a signal fire |
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from Cowboy Junkies - Trinity Revisited (2010)
Atlanta's a distant memory
Montgomery a recent birth and Tulsa burns on the desert floor like a signal fire I got Willie on the radio a dozen things on my mind and number one is fleshing out these dreams of mine I've got 200 more miles of rain asphalt in line before I sleep But there'll be no warm sheets or welcoming arms to fall into tonight In Nashville there is a lighter in a case for all to see it speaks of dreams and heartaches left unsung And in the corner stands a guitar and lonesome words scrawled in a drunken hand I don't travel past, travel hard before and I'm beginning to understand That I've got 200 more miles of rain asphalt in line before I sleep But there'll be no warm sheets or welcoming arms to fall into tonight They say that I am crazy my life wasting on this road that time will find my dreams scared or dead and cold But I heard there is a light drawing me to reach an end and when I reach there, I'll turn back and you and I can begin again I've got 200 more miles of rain asphalt in line before I sleep But there'll be no warm sheets or welcoming arms to fall into tonight I've got 200 more miles of rain asphalt in line before I sleep But I wouldn't trade all your golden tomorrows for one hour of this night Atlanta's a distant memory Montgomery a recent birth and Tulsa burns on the desert floor like a signal fire |
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from Cowboy Junkies - Lay It Down (1996)
A candle burning for everything I've ever wanted
A tattoo burned for everything I've ever wanted and lost I had a long list of names that I kept in my back pocket, but I've cut it down to one and your name's at the top Won't you share a common disaster? Share with me a common disaster A common disaster I found myself a friend, but he's crooked as a stick in water So now I'm writing fairy tales to catch the spirit of revenge He's got a plan to steal my little sister, but I'm not too concerned 'cause I will get him in the end Won't you share a common disaster? Share with me a common disaster A common disaster Going to find me someone to share A common disaster Run away with me from a life so cramped and dull Not worry too much about the happily-ever-after Just keep the Caddy moving 'til we're well beyond that hill Won't you share a common disaster? Share with me a common disaster A common disaster |
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from Cowboy Junkies - Black Eyed Man (1992)
The money would be pretty good if a quart of milk were still a dollar or even if a quart of milk were still a quart And the hours, well, I don't mind how they creep on by like an old love of mine it's the years that simply disappear that are doing me in Guess I married too young, yeah, nineteen was just too young, but sometimes you meet someone and your guts just burn It's not that I don't love him anymore it's just that when I hear him coming through that front door my heart doesn't race like it did once before But I've got a horse out in the country I get to see him every second Sunday He comes when I call him, yeah, he knows his name One day I'll saddle up and the two of us will ride away This weather I could almost stand if the sun would shine a little brighter or even if the sun would shine at all But lately it just seems to me that this life has lost its mystery and these cold fall mornings seem to bite just a little bit harder And all my friends have settled down become their mothers and their fathers without a sound Except for Cathy, she bought a one-way subway ticket and left us all behind But I've got a horse out in the country I get to see him every second Sunday He comes when I call him, yeah, he knows his name One day I'll saddle up and the two of us will ride away This town wouldn't be so bad if a girl could trust her instincts or even if a girl could trust a boy |
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from Cowboy Junkies - Karos Az Egeszsegre (1998) | |||||
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from Cowboy Junkies - Sx7 (2001)
Azt mondom ne aggodj, legyel boldog
Mer' a tobbi az igazan nem a te dolgod Felejtsd el az osszes szart, ami gatol Az elet meg ugyis megy majd magatol Ne hidd el, hogy hajtanod kell a let Ami nelkul lehetetlen mar a let Nem vagy te isten, semmid nincsen Amit nem kaphatnal meg ingyen Mint a madarak fenn az egen Meg a viragok lenn a reten Nem felnek megis elnek Kapnak ugy is, hogyha nem kernek Szoval ne parazz, elj a manak Felejtsd el, az okosok mit dumalnak Aki mindig a homokba furja az arcat Vivja csak o a hulye kis harcat Vigyaz-e rank valaki ott fenn az egben Vagy csak lebegunk itt a legben Ki a nagyobb marha, aki hinni akarja Vagy az, aki az egeszet leszarja Mint a madarak? Azt mondjak szallj, de valami visszahuz Azt mondjak jarj, de az elet a foldbe zuz Azt mondjak almodj, de a valosag kisert Azt mondjak szeress, megha gyulolnek is ezert Ha le vagy torve dobd fel egy adag Amszterdami kaveval magad |
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from Cowboy Junkies - Lay It Down (1996)
He searched for those wings that he knew
that this angel should have at her back And although he can't find them he really don't mind because he knows they'll grow back And he reached for that halo that he knows that she had when she first caught his eye Although his hand came back empty he's really not worried 'cause he knows it still shines I can't promise that I'll grow those wings or keep this tarnished halo shined but I'll never betray your trust angel mine I search all the time on the ground for our shadows cast side by side Just to remind me that I haven't gone crazy that you exist and are mine And I know that your skin is as warm and as real as that smile in your eyes But I have to keep touching and smelling and tasting for fear it's all lies I can't promise that I'll grow those wings or keep this tarnished halo shined but I'll never betray your trust angel mine Last night I awoke from the deepest of sleeps with your voice in my head And I could tell by your breathing that you were still sleeping I repeated those words that you had said I can't promise that I'll grow those wings or keep this tarnished halo shined but I'll never betray your trust angel mine |
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from The Truth About Cats & Dogs (고양이와 개에 관한 진실) by Howard Shore [ost] (1996)
He searched for those wings that he knew
that this angel should have at her back And although he can't find them he really don't mind because he knows they'll grow back And he reached for that halo that he knows that she had when she first caught his eye Although his hand came back empty he's really not worried 'cause he knows it still shines I can't promise that I'll grow those wings or keep this tarnished halo shined but I'll never betray your trust angel mine I search all the time on the ground for our shadows cast side by side Just to remind me that I haven't gone crazy that you exist and are mine And I know that your skin is as warm and as real as that smile in your eyes But I have to keep touching and smelling and tasting for fear it's all lies I can't promise that I'll grow those wings or keep this tarnished halo shined but I'll never betray your trust angel mine Last night I awoke from the deepest of sleeps with your voice in my head And I could tell by your breathing that you were still sleeping I repeated those words that you had said I can't promise that I'll grow those wings or keep this tarnished halo shined but I'll never betray your trust angel mine |
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from Cowboy Junkies - Pale Sun/ Crescent Moon (1997)
Have you ever seen a sight as beautiful as that of the rain-soaked purple of the white birch in spring? Have you ever felt more fresh or wonderful than on a warm fall night under a Mackerel sky, the smell of grapes on the wind? Well I have known all these things and the joys that they can bring And I'll share them all for a cup of coffee and to wear your ring Have you ever had the pleasure of watching a quiet winter's snow slowly gathering like simple moments adding up? Have you ever satisfied a gut feeling to follow a dry dirt road that's beckoning you to the heart of a shimmering summer's day? Well I have known all these things and the joys that they can bring And I'll share them all for a cup of coffee and to wear your ring And I don't know how I survived those days before I held your hand Well I never thought that I would be the one to admit that the moon and the sun shine so much more brighter when seen through two pairs of eyes than when seen through just one Have you ever seen a sight as beautiful as a face in a crowd of people that lights up just for you? Have you ever felt more fresh or wonderful as when you wake by the side of that boy or girl who has pledged their love to you? Well I have known all these things and the joys that they can bring And now every morning there's a cup of coffee and I wear your ring |
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from Cowboy Junkies - Four Hits: Cowboy Junkies [single] (2012) | |||||
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from Cowboy Junkies - 200 More Miles (2002)
(larry williams)
A bad little boy moved into the neighborhood He won't do nothin' right just a-sittin' got to look so good He don't wanna go to school and learn to read and write Just sits around the house and plays that rock n' roll music all night Well, he put thumbtacks on teacher's chair Put chewing gum in li'l girl's hair Now junior, behave yourself! Buys every rock n' roll book on the magazine stand Every dime that he gets, oh is off to the juke box man Well, he worries his teacher till she's a-ready to poop From rockin' and a rollin' spinnin' in a hula-hoop Well, his rock n' roll has gotta stop Junior's head is hard as rock Now junior, behave yourself! Gonna tell your mama you'd better do what she said Get to the barber shop and get that hair cut off your head You shoot the canary and you fed it to the neighboor's cat You gave the cocker spaniel a bath in mother's laundromat Well, your mama said it's gotta stop Junior's head is hard as rock Now junior, behave yourself! |
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from Cowboy Junkies - Lay It Down (1996)
Speed River at my feet running low and flat
I'm sitting here burning daylight, thinking about the past and that distance out there where the earth meets the sky The slightest move and this river mud pulls me further down John's at my side, but he's sitting on firmer ground John says I look at the moon and the stars these days more often than I look into his eyes and I can't disagree so I don't say nothing I just stare on past his face at Venus rising, like a shining speck of hope hanging over the horizon With each passing year that I sit here that horizon seems to inch just that much nearer and all that appears on it seems as clear as spit But if there's on thing in my life that these years have taught it's that you can always see it coming but you can never stop it Speed River at my feet running low and flat I'm sitting here burning daylight, thinking about the past and that distance out there where the earth meets the sky The slightest move and this river mud pulls me further down John's at my side, but he's not noticing that I'm drowning The slightest move and this river mud pulls me further down John's at my side, but he's not noticing that I'm drowning |
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from Cowboy Junkies - Open (2002)
She was found beneath the gate,
Forsaken at the gate. Who would have thought that so much love Could be so carelessly misplaced. Found. Beneath the gate. We gazed upon the moon, A honed and whetted moon. Wondered if you saw the same An hour from your mothers womb. Gazing at the moon. We stood beneath the gate. Three beneath the gate. The rare good will of the random world, Smiling like a sickle moon. She was found beneath the gate. Forsaken at the gate. Found beneath the gate. |
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from Cowboy Junkies - Black Eyed Man (1992)
(Michael Timmins)
Black eyed man he took the blame for the poisoning of the well They found this shoes by the pulley They found his fingerprints all over the pail Black eyed man I'm warning you the people around here will not be fooled by a simple line or two Yes your honour I do solemnly swear that I saw him late last night, dancing barefoot, bathed in light and reaching for every star in sight Yes I did go to him, but completely against my will and yes he did things to me things of which I dream of still Black eyed man I'm warning you what I say is what you'll do to hell with love and truth I always meant to say I'm sorry for all the things I said and did 'Sorry,' I feel better now, do you? But you promised me the sky and fell short a star or two What else did you expect me to do? Black eyed man he took the blame for the poisoning of the well They found his shoes by the pulley They found his fingerprints all over the pail With a noose around his neck, cicadas trilling everywhere, he says to the people gathered round him, 'it ain't the water that's not right around here' Black eyed man I'm thirsty dear be a love and bring some water here drawn fresh from the well |
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from Cowboy Junkies - Miles From Our Home (1999)
I wish I had a blue guitar,
A blue guitar to play all night long. Singing songs of loss and love. Singing songs till morning comes. Ghosts in the basement Screams from the kitchen I tell you folks I'm leaving. Seems I can already hear the door slammin'. I tell you folks I think I'm leavin'. Goodbye to the highway Goodbye to the sky I'm headed out goodbye, goodbye. Goodbye to the highway Goodbye to the sky I'm headed our goodbye, goodbye. I wish I had a blue guitar, A blue guitar to play all night long. I wish I had a blue guitar, A blue guitar to let you know somehow You are not needed now. |
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from Cowboy Junkies - The Trinity Session (1993)
I only want to say
That if there is a way I want my baby back with me 'cause he's my true love my only one don't you see? And on that fateful day Perhaps in the new sun of May My baby walks back into my arms I'll keep him beside me forever from harm You see I was afraid to let my baby stray I kept him too tightly by my side and then one sad day he went away and he died Blue Moon, you saw me standing alone without a dream in my heart without a love of my own Blue Moon, you knew just what I was there for You heard me saying a prayer for someone I really could care for I only want to say That if there is a way I want my baby back with me 'cause he's my true love my only one don't you see? |
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from Flesh And Bone (Original Motion Picture Soundtrack) (악몽) by Thomas Newman [ost] (1993) | |||||
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from Cowboy Junkies - 200 More Miles (2002)
I only want to say
That if there is a way I want my baby back with me 'cause he's my true love my only one don't you see? And on that fateful day Perhaps in the new sun of May My baby walks back into my arms I'll keep him beside me forever from harm You see I was afraid to let my baby stray I kept him too tightly by my side and then one sad day he went away and he died Blue Moon, you saw me standing alone without a dream in my heart without a love of my own Blue Moon, you knew just what I was there for You heard me saying a prayer for someone I really could care for I only want to say That if there is a way I want my baby back with me 'cause he's my true love my only one don't you see? |
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from Cowboy Junkies - Trinity Revisited (2010)
I only want to say
That if there is a way I want my baby back with me 'cause he's my true love my only one don't you see? And on that fateful day Perhaps in the new sun of May My baby walks back into my arms I'll keep him beside me forever from harm You see I was afraid to let my baby stray I kept him too tightly by my side and then one sad day he went away and he died Blue Moon, you saw me standing alone without a dream in my heart without a love of my own Blue Moon, you knew just what I was there for You heard me saying a prayer for someone I really could care for I only want to say That if there is a way I want my baby back with me 'cause he's my true love my only one don't you see? |
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from Cowboy Junkies - Misguided Angel - Live `89 (Live) [live] (2015) | |||||
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from Hotel De Love (호텔 드 러브) by Brett Rosenberg [ost] (1996)
I only want to say
That if there is a way I want my baby back with me 'cause he's my true love my only one don't you see? And on that fateful day Perhaps in the new sun of May My baby walks back into my arms I'll keep him beside me forever from harm You see I was afraid to let my baby stray I kept him too tightly by my side and then one sad day he went away and he died Blue Moon, you saw me standing alone without a dream in my heart without a love of my own Blue Moon, you knew just what I was there for You heard me saying a prayer for someone I really could care for I only want to say That if there is a way I want my baby back with me 'cause he's my true love my only one don't you see? |
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from Cowboy Junkies - Open (2002)
Well I'm lyin' in my bed, a tangle of arms and legs,
But the one that I'm with is not the one bouncing 'round my head. I could turn this into song or cheap fantasy, But whatever I've ignited will still burn in me. Bread and wine, bread and wine, your heart ain't nearly as guilty as mine. I'm a dark heavy heart. I'm a soul full of holes. I'm a boat that is sinking, muddy waters threatening this baggage in my hold. And there's a line in my head from an old gospel song, But no matter how hard I try, the words they just come out wrong. Bread and wine, bread and wine your thoughts aint nearly as wicked as mine. Bread and wine, bread and wine your cross aint nearly as heavy as mine. I've been graced by the gift of a gold wedding band. I've been soothed by the simple caress of my true love's hand. And yet I'm lyin' in my bed, a tangle of arms and legs, And the one that I'm with is not the one that I'm dreaming of. Bread and wine, bread and wine, won't you please be my bread and wine. Bread and wine, bread and wine, won't you please be my bread and wine. |
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from Cowboy Junkies - Early 21st Century Blues (2005)
[Bruce Springsteen cover]
Saigon, it was all gone The same coke machines as the streets i grew on Down a mesquite canyon we come walking along the ridge Me and the brothers under the bridge Campsite's an hour's walk from the nearest road to town Up here there's too much brush and canyon for the chp choppers to touch down Ain't lookin' for nothin', just wanna live Me and the brothers under the bridge Come the santa ana's, man, that dry brush'll light Billy devon got burned up in his own campfire one winter night We buried his body in the white stone high up along the ridge Me and the brothers under the bridge Had enough of town and the street life Over nothing you end up on the wrong end of someone's knife Now i don't want no trouble and i ain't got none to give Me and the brothers under the bridge I come home in '72 You were just a beautiful light in your mama's dark eyes of blue I stood down on the tarmac, i was just a kid Me and the brothers under the bridge Come veteran's day i sat in the stands in my dress blues I held your mother's hand when they passed with the red, white and blue One minute you're right there . . . Then something slips . . . |
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from Cowboy Junkies - Open (2002)
I want to walk away
Like Judas from the table. Turn my back And walk away. I want to close my eyes Like that novice at the altar. Bow my head And close my eyes. Sorrow took Love's splintered hands And waltzed her 'cross a painted floor. Whispered softly in her ear, "let's get outta here". I'm going to breathe the air That my children will be breathing. Breathe them out And breathe them in again. I'm going to close my eyes And walk away. Turn my back Bow my head And close my eyes. |
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from Cowboy Junkies - Pale Sun/ Crescent Moon (1997)
If I pour your cup, that is friendship If I add your milk, that is manners If I stop there, claiming ignorance of taste, that is tea But if I measure the sugar to satisfy your expectant tongue then that is love, But if I measure the sugar to satisfy your expectant tongue then that is love, sitting untouched and growing cold |
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from Cowboy Junkies - Lay It Down (1996)
The stillness here,
like what he sometimes finds inside her, hits so hard it can steal your breath forever He sometimes wonders is the sum of their lives together him on the floor and her lost to a mind in tatters These days he's drinking for the pleasure of falling and he's falling for the pleasure of pretending that she's sitting by the window waiting for him to come calling If I could fix me up a week of twilight hours we'd sit on the point and watch the sun continually flounder Bathed in gold we'd plug into some kind of power and connect with those days back before all of this went sour 'Cause I'm drinking for the pleasure of falling and I'm falling for the pleasure of pretending that you're sitting by the window waiting for me to come calling Odd how the darkness always makes us whisper and with the last of the sun you can feel the approach of the winter Now is the time of each day that I Desperately miss her I suppose I will learn how to live my life without her So you're drinking for the pleasure of falling and you're falling for the pleasure of pretending that I'm sitting by the window waiting for you to come calling |
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from Cowboy Junkies - Lay It Down (1996)
The stillness here,
like what he sometimes finds inside her, hits so hard it can steal your breath forever He sometimes wonders is the sum of their lives together him on the floor and her lost to a mind in tatters These days he's drinking for the pleasure of falling and he's falling for the pleasure of pretending that she's sitting by the window waiting for him to come calling If I could fix me up a week of twilight hours we'd sit on the point and watch the sun continually flounder Bathed in gold we'd plug into some kind of power and connect with those days back before all of this went sour 'Cause I'm drinking for the pleasure of falling and I'm falling for the pleasure of pretending that you're sitting by the window waiting for me to come calling Odd how the darkness always makes us whisper and with the last of the sun you can feel the approach of the winter Now is the time of each day that I Desperately miss her I suppose I will learn how to live my life without her So you're drinking for the pleasure of falling and you're falling for the pleasure of pretending that I'm sitting by the window waiting for you to come calling |
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from Cowboy Junkies - Black Eyed Man (1992)
Baby hit the back door breathin' real heavy said the boys in the alley wouldn't leave her alone Mama did her make-up in a terrible hurry she finally got ready but the boys were gone Mama don't you worry, night's approachin' there's a hole in heaven where some sin slips through just close your eyes and dream real steady maybe just a little will spill on you Dark don't lie Dreams come true Could be a few will see you through Old lady Rose, lookin' down her nose at lonely Miss Lily hiding in the hall Lily's just praying for the trial to be over lady Rose just waiting for the axe to fall Show me off on the way to town the sky's still shiny and the earth's still brown Tell the judge I'm ready for the vases gonna dance in their faces when the guitar sounds Won't be long I won't be gone Been leaning toward the shadows all along Those in the know say so it goes you plan on reapin', you better sow You plan on sleepin', you better keep movin' sleepin' ain't allowed around here, you know Snake eyes cry Boxcars sigh Seven's stuck in the middle just wonderin' why Dark don't lie Dreams come true All it takes is one or two Maybe just a few will see you through |
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from Cowboy Junkies - Pale Sun/ Crescent Moon (1997)
Reach a hand to the crescent moon grab hold of the hollow If she sits in the palm of the left that moon will be fuller tomorrow If she sits in the palm of the right that moon is on the wane and the love of the one who shares your bed will be doing just the same `Won't you come with me', she said, `there's plenty of room in my iron bed You're looking cold and tired and more than a little human I know I'm not part of the life you had planned, but I think once your body feels my hand your mind will change and your heart will lose its pain' Out among the fields gently hipped beneath the corn, Assiniboine bones beneath the highway he stood there and he thought of home A finger traces the path of a satellite You're drawn to a distant copse of trees A voice as sweet as Mare's Tail clings to the prairie breeze `Won't you come with me', she said, `there's plenty of room in my iron bed You're looking cold and tired and more than a little human I know I'm not part of the life you had planned, but I think once your body feels my hand your mind will change and your heart will lose its pain' Do I reach for you when I know you're on the wane? Do I sense you when I know you're not around? Do I search for you when I know you can't be found? Do I dare to speak your name? Raise your eyes to a moonless sky and try to wish upon a rising star Search all you want for her blessing but you won't find her sparkling there Now cast your eyes to a part of the sky where nothing but darkness unfolds and watch as all around you she reveals the brilliance of secrets untold Won't you come with me, she said, there's plenty of room in my iron bed You're looking cold and tired and more than a little human I know I'm not part of the life you had planned, but I think once your body feels my hand your mind will change and your heart will lose its pain |
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from Cowboy Junkies - Open (2002)
Stuck in that dark hole again.
Someone throw me a ladder On which I can depend. Someone give me a handhold To help me ascend. Someone give me a reason To start up these walls once again. Lost in those gray clouds again. Trying to punch my way through them As fear settles in. Earth growing larger as I fall into a spin. Someone give me a reason To take on those gray clouds again. Caught in this rip tide again. My mouth wide open, The sea pouring in. Perhaps I'll just float here And see where this journey ends. Until someone gives me a reason To stay clear of those rip tides again. |
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from Cowboy Junkies - One Soul Now (2004)
Darkness, darkness be my pillow
Take my hand and let me sleep In the coolness of your shadow In the silence of your deep Darkness, darkness hide my yearning For the things I cannot see Keep my mind from constant turning To the things I cannot be Darkness, darkness be my blanket Cover me with this endless night Take away, oh, this pain of knowing Fill this emptiness with light Emptiness with light now Darkness, darkness long and lonesome As the day that brings me here I have found the edge of sadness I have the known the depths of fear Darkness, darkness be my blanket Cover me with the endless night Take away, oh, this pain of knowing Fill this emptiness with light now Emptiness with light now, now Darkness, darkness be my blanket Cover me with the endless night Take away oh, this pain of knowing Fill this emptiness with light now Oh, with light now Darkness, darkness be my pillow Take my hand and let me sleep In the coolness of your shadow In the silence of your deep In the silence of your deep In the, oh, oh, hey, yeah, oh, yeah In the summer baby Oh yeah, oh, in the summer baby In the summer baby Ooh yeah Come, on come on, come on, come on baby Come on, come on, come on baby Come on, come on, come on baby In the summer time baby In the summer time |
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from Cowboy Junkies - Early 21st Century Blues (2005)
September skies,
Bodies falling Never again will you catch me admiring Those vast september skies. October skies, Hate is flying. Crimson leaves slowly falling From azure october skies. Time to kill our children And sing about it. Let's all kill our children And sing about it. November skies, Heart is sinking. No telling where they're leading These grey november skies. Time to kill our children And sing about it. Let's all kill our children And sing about it. December skies, star will be rising. Will we heed those lessons ringing Through those dark december skies. Time to kill our children And sing about it. Let's all kill our children And sing about it. |
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from Cowboy Junkies - Open (2002)
Can't lose the taste of this river mud,
Black water in my lungs. They say you can't step in the same river twice Well I've been stepping in this river seems like most my life. So sharpen up those dragging hooks Tie that sheep shank tight Cast into the river boys We're dragging for those lost years tonight. There's a man whose lost his wife Said she'd be home by eight, But that was well on three weeks ago Now he's walking those banks searching for clues to her fate. See that girl she's lost her boy Flash flood stole him away. Now she keeps a vigil on that suspension bridge Praying for that river to return him one day. So sharpen up those dragging hooks Tie that clove hitch tight Cast into the river boys We're dragging for lost love tonight. Can't lose the taste of this river mud Black water in my lungs. They say even the weariest river in the end will find the sea But here among the cat tails all we discuss is breaking free So sharpen up those dragging hooks Tie that sheep shank tight Cast into the water boys We're dragging for lost souls tonight. |
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from Cowboy Junkies - The Trinity Session (1993)
I hope that I find what I'm reaching for
The way that it is in my mind I hope that I won't be that wrong anymore and maybe to have learned this time Someday I'll get over you I'll live to see it all through But I'll always miss Dreaming my dreams with you But I won't let it change me, not if I can I'd rather believe in love and give it away as much as I can To those that I am fondest of Someday I'll get over you I'll live to see it all through But I'll always miss Dreaming my dreams with you Someday I'll get over you I'll miss dreaming with you Someday I'll get over you I'll miss dreaming with you Someday |
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from Cowboy Junkies - Trinity Revisited (2010)
I hope that I find what I'm reaching for
The way that it is in my mind I hope that I won't be that wrong anymore and maybe to have learned this time Someday I'll get over you I'll live to see it all through But I'll always miss Dreaming my dreams with you But I won't let it change me, not if I can I'd rather believe in love and give it away as much as I can To those that I am fondest of Someday I'll get over you I'll live to see it all through But I'll always miss Dreaming my dreams with you Someday I'll get over you I'll miss dreaming with you Someday I'll get over you I'll miss dreaming with you Someday |
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from Cowboy Junkies - Karos Az Egeszsegre (1998)
Eladod magad, hogy meglegyen az adag
Igy szinesebb a vilag Kaprazik a szemed es eldobod az agyad Bibor ej szall le rad Kezedben latod az utolso almod A fustje a fejedbe szallt Csak jarod az utad, a kurvakat nezed a limuzin ablakan at Meg keresek egy mas vilagot De az uj itt veget ert Nincs penzem, nem latok almot Ki mondja majd el, hogy miert Refr.: Elveszve a pokol melyen Egy lepes csak a mennyorszag Az angyalok varosa szelen, az utam vegen Gyere en varok rad Ezen a foldon ert utol az elet Es itt var rad a halal De ki mondja el neked, hogy miert elsz Talan a golyo, ami eltalal Meg keresek egy mas vilagot De az uj itt veget ert Nincs penzem, nem latok almot Ki mondja majd el, hogy miert Elveszve a pokol melyen Egy lepes csak a mennyorszag Az angyalok varosa szelen, az utam vegen Gyere en varok rad Meg keresek egy mas vilagot De az uj itt veget ert Nincs penzem, nem latok almot Ki mondja majd el, hogy miert Elveszve a pokol melyen Egy lepes csak a mennyorszag Az angyalok varosa szelen, az utam vegen Gyere en varok rad Elveszve a pokol melyen Egy lepes csak a mennyorszag Az angyalok varosa szelen, az utam vegen Gyere en varok rad |
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from Cowboy Junkies - Sx7 (2001)
Nevem: senki nincs is semmi
Semmi mas, ami tudnek lenni En ugy akarlak, de elzavarlak Ha hozzam ersz, en halalra marlak Mint egy kigyo, de nekem igy jo Ha nem tart fogva beklyo Hajt a ver es elnyel a ter Az urhajom a palyarol leter Engedj el, mennem kell Valaki valahol var-e ram Mar nem erdekel Engedj el, mennem kell Megtalalom-e egyaltalan Mar nem erdekel |
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from Cowboy Junkies - The Caution Horses (1990)
The way you kissed me this morning it told me that you soon would be going You didn't even look in my eyes when you said goodbye And last night in your sleep you broke all the promises that I knew you would never keep Now I'm reading the letter which you placed on the dresser and you're five hundred miles down the road Escape is so simple in a world where sunsets can be raced But distance only looses the knife the pattern of its scar can always be traced Yeah, I remember when we said 'forever' was the craziest word that we knew but I think that I like it much better than I do 'goodbye' And I could sit here all evening and think of the reasons why you are not by my side Instead I'll go to the kitchen, find a strong chair to sit in and drink myself far, far away Escape is so simple in a world where sunsets can be raced But distance only looses the knife the pattern of its scar can always be traced |
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from Cowboy Junkies - Karos Az Egeszsegre (1998)
Amikor bekapcsol a TV,
Az agyam kikapcsol Omlik a nyakamba a moslek A muhold zivatarbol Elveszett gyermek, felve nezek korbe Csinalhatok barmit, Ugyis beledongolnek a foldbe Ram maszik minden, arcomba vag Nekem az elet egy suru dzsungel Nem tudom, hogy jussak at Refr.: Ez csak a valosag, ez nem mennyorszag Ez csak a valosag, oh edes, Veszett a vilag Mar mindent kiprobaltam, Ami az egeszsegre karos Rajottem, hogy a mennyorszag A pokollal hataros Soha nem lesz vege, Semmi nem kezdodik el A vilag szelen elve Te is az idon kivul leszel Ram maszik minden... Mint szaraz fat a tuz, ugy eget el Mint vekony gyertyaszal, fogy az elet el Faradt vagyok, megfojt az elet Eltevedtem, nincs visszaut, epphogy elek Faradt vagyok, megol az elet Ki mondja el, hogy keso mar Megint vagyom, akarom ujra Szarok az egre es szarok a multra Megint ramegyek a vegtelen utra Erzem elek, ver a szivem ujra, ujra el... Minden jol van igy, Ezen a legbolcsebb vilagon Meglop a torveny, atver a vallas, Hogy elek is csak alom Keresnem az Istent, mert a Satant nem talalom Valami van, ami megmaradt meg, Ez a sajat halalom |
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from River Wild (리버 와일드) [ost] (1994) | |||||
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from Cowboy Junkies - Sx7 (2001)
Van egy modszerem, ha nincs gyogyszerem
Es ha elviselni mar nem merem Nem is allhatom, hogy fajdalom Leha majma csungjon a hatamon Ami el nem hagy, amig ember vagy Eleg eros es eleg nagy Sose vallalta, hogy a vallamba marjon Amikor vadallatba lemegyek Es tepem a lancaim orditva, kettehasitva Refr.: Felbe tepve, igy felrelepve Minden fajdalom felreteve Felbe tepve, igy revbe erve Minden artalom reg elegve Egy vagyok a milliobol De ennyi nekem is jar a jobol Hogyha megkapom ezt az almot Gyonyoru lepke lesz a hernyobol Konnyu szarnyain elrepit Oda ahol semmi nem kenyszerit Arra, hogy a testem hordja a lelkem terhet Felszabadit |
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from Cowboy Junkies - Karos Az Egeszsegre (1998)
Felsz..., felsz..., felsz..., felsz...
Felsz az elettol, a halaltol A hatba tamado ragalytol A tegnaptol, a holnaptol Az agyadban lako maganytol A belyegtol, az ejektol A falon tancolo fenyektol A veredtol, a meregtol A husod zabalo feregtol Felsz... Felsz az Istentol, a pokoltol A rothadas szagu nyomortol Magadtol, az agyadtol A szellemet uralo anyagtol A hirektol, a tenyektol Az urbol erkezo lenyektol A fegyvertol, ami embert ol A halalra itelt rendszertol Felsz... Meg egy ev, vagy egy het Hany kor lehet hatra meg Hany kor lehet hatra meg Az agyadba rejtett onelpusztito Bomba kanoca eg Felsz..., felsz..., felsz..., felsz... |
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from Cowboy Junkies - Pale Sun/ Crescent Moon (1997)
My first recollection is a day in December black iron steam engine covered in ice like some Precambrian monster moaning and snorting Nothing was ever going to beat that beast in a fair fight I've sat and watched the woodpiles grow through the summer now I'm sitting, smelling summer burn through the fall Winter's coming on, days getting dreary and I'm thinking this is the season that I leave you all I've heard a man in crisis falls back on what he knows best, a murderer to murder a thief to theft And I don't want you to think that this is some kind of deathbed confession but run is what I did when put to the test My first recollection is a day in December 747 tracing lines through the sky like some old gypsy curse silently preying upon the dreams of those who jealously watch life pass by I've sat and watched my troubles pile through the summer now I'm sitting, hearing my youngest cry down the hall Winter's coming on, days getting dreary and I'm thinking this is the season that I leave you all I've heard that the son must bear the burdens of the father but it's the daughter that is left to clean up the mess And I don't want you to think that I'm asking for absolution, but run is what I did when put to the test |
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from Cowboy Junkies - Pale Sun/ Crescent Moon (1997)
Look under his floorboards, Mama, I don't trust his silly grin He's got a beat-up Rambler, Nebraska plates, and I ain't getting in I don't like the way his pinky ring picks up the dashboard light or his short little piggy fingers or the way his belt is cinched too tight Check under his floorboards, Mama, I don't like his suggestive tone The way his words drip from his mouth as he asks can I take you home? I don't care how many miles I got, I think I'd rather walk them alone than to sit in the back seat as his eyes in the mirror reduce me to flesh and bone Check under his floorboards, Mama, 'cause that razor's not just a threat to me He'll be slicing tiny crescents from your heart, without laying a sweaty palm to your cheek Don't accuse me of running scared, listen to what I'm saying It's a fucked up ol' world, but this ol' girl Well, she ain't giving in |
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from Cowboy Junkies - 200 More Miles (2002)
Look under his floorboards, Mama,
I don't trust his silly grin He's got a beat-up Rambler, Nebraska plates, and I ain't getting in I don't like the way his pinky ring picks up the dashboard light or his short little piggy fingers or the way his belt is cinched too tight Check under his floorboards, Mama, I don't like his suggestive tone The way his words drip from his mouth as he asks can I take you home? I don't care how many miles I got, I think I'd rather walk them alone than to sit in the back seat as his eyes in the mirror reduce me to flesh and bone Check under his floorboards, Mama, 'cause that razor's not just a threat to me He'll be slicing tiny crescents from your heart, without laying a sweaty palm to your cheek Don't accuse me of running scared, listen to what I'm saying It's a fucked up ol' world, but this ol' girl Well, she ain't giving in |
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from Cowboy Junkies - 200 More Miles (2002)
They tell me God forgives you for almost anything you do
They tell me God forgives you for almost anything you do Well, if that's the case, that's the case I think I'm going to kill that man Then drop down on my knees Well, this morning, God knows, that man he comes a-waltzing in Just waltzing in Well, I got my shotgun, I broke down I started to mow that man down Yeah, they tell me God forgives you If that's the case now, people I'm gonna mow my baby down You don't put yourself out, you don't put yourself out You don't treat Margo right, you don't treat Margo right Now darling, there come a time You're gonna need my love again They tell me God forgives me for almost anything you do You don't seem to understand I've got your life right in my hands Yeah, they tell me God forgives you for almost anything you do Anything you do Well, if that's the case, that's the case I think I'm going to kill that man Then drop down on my knees This morning, God knows, that man he comes waltzing in Just waltzing in Well, I grabbed my shotgun, I broke down I started to mow that man down Yeah, they tell me God forgives you for almost anything you do If that's the case now, people I'm gonna mow my baby down I'm gonna mow my baby down I'm gonna shoot that man You don't put yourself out, you don't put yourself out You don't treat Margo right, you don't treat your baby right Now darling, there come a time You're gonna need my love again Yeah, they tell me God forgives you for almost anything Anything you do |
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from Cowboy Junkies - One Soul Now (2004)
To Hunting Ground from City.
That's where my baby took me with her smile. To Hunting Ground from City. I never thought that I'd have to retrace those miles. It's been a while since I've seen that smile Appear upon her face And now I find I'm slowly drifting back From Hunting Ground to City. To Hunting Ground from City. Our daughters eyes they took us for a ride. To Hunting Ground from City. Cat's eyes sparkling, blue eyes in my mind. We said goodbye under a drop of sky We left her in that place And now we find we're slowly drifting back From Hunting Ground to City. From Hunting Ground from City. The journey down is sure to be a laugh. From Hunting Ground from City. At least we'll have each other to see it pass. I've seen that line of broken minds And I fear to join it's ranks, But still I find I'm slowly drifting back From Hunting Ground to City. |
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from Cowboy Junkies - Miles From Our Home (1999)
Sat at my window watched the world
Wake up this morning Purple sky slowly turning golden, Distant elms so orange You'd swear they're burning All this flowing water Has got my mind wandering. Do you ever finally reach A point of knowing Or do you just wake up one day And say, I am going? What will I tell you When you ask me why I'm crying Will I point above At the Red Tail gracefully soaring Or down below where it's prey Is quietly trembling? Two thousand years ago Jesus is left there hanging. Purple sky slowly turning golden. Cowards at his feet loudly laughing. Loved ones stumbling homeward Their words reeling. Red Tail above my head quietly soaring. Waters turn from ice, creak is roaring. He says, enough of all this shit I am going. |
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from Cowboy Junkies - Karos Az Egeszsegre (1998)
Muanyag asztalon muvirag
Formatervezett muvilag Ugyanaz mindig a radion Muanyag zene szol Muszempilla a lany szemen A mukorom melyen mar belem A muzli jo, fogkrem se kell A mufog nem rohad el En is csak jatszom a szerepem Mumosoly, rutinszerelem Este az agyban haknizas Ennyi es semmi mas De ejjel, ha nem hat az altato Vele ujra es ujra jo Szarul vagyok, de remekul Veled is egyedul Refr.:... Gumi gumilany Gumi gumilany |
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from Cowboy Junkies - Early 21st Century Blues (2005)
[Richie Havens cover]
You can talk about your neighbor You can grab him by the collar You can hurt him only if he hollers "let me go?-let me go" But we all know that's old-fashioned And it can only lead to pain Where we might end up on the corner Taking handouts in the rain You can bomb your foreign brother You can hurt him until he dies You can kill him until he never asks you why You're on his land?-you're on his land But we all know that's all over And that can only lead to blame Where we might end up for our country Taking handouts in the rain You can trample on your sister You can hurt her only if she cries You can hurt her only if she cares With all her heart?-with all her heart But we all know she'd be a mother And that could only lead to shame Where she might end up for her children Taking handouts in the rain Teach your children stories You can fill them full of lies You can make them all despise One another?-one another But when they all find out later And they call us by our rightful names And send us shamefully to old age Taking handouts in the rain Taking handouts in the rain Taking handouts in the rain |
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from Cowboy Junkies - Sx7 (2001)
Hiaba kernem, hagyjon el es ne gyotorjon mar tovabb
A lelkem eladtam, hogy enyem legyen es o itt van, nem ver at Tombolva tepi lancat, ha feltamad almabol hirtelen Hogy eljarja demoni tancat es orditsa uj dalat itt benn A hang a fejemben… |
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from Cowboy Junkies - Pale Sun/ Crescent Moon (1997)
If it ain't one thing I tell you it's always another I wonder why I started treating you like a step-brother Love is hard to explain I know my loss is someone else's gain Sometime's love is like a bitter pill But we just have to take it like it is Sometimes life is the sweetest thing and sometimes it's just naked pain Oh, it's so hard to explain I know my loss is someone else's gain My troubles started when I found you But that's when I (wrapped?) my world around you And now my living ain't so easy I thought that's what a woman was supposed to do You see, it's so hard to explain I know my loss is someone else's gain I went to see my doctor `Cause I thought I had a hole in my heart but he said 'Girl, you're just wasting my time Because some man messed up, went and messed up your mind' It's so hard to explain I know my loss is someone else's gain Oh, love it's so hard to explain It'll make you forget your name It'll turn you upside down It'll make you wish that you'd never been found |
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from Cowboy Junkies - One Soul Now (2004)
He will call you baby
But will he listen when you cry? He will call you sweetheart But always seem apart. He will tear all your fences down, Trample all into the ground. He will call you baby. She will call you honey And leave you twisting in the wind. She will call you darling, Keep you stunned and wondering. She will take you to another world Where the winds of confusion swirl. She will call you honey. We should call them lucky As they watch their babies dance. Or maybe call them crazy For even thinking they have a chance. They will carry her as far as they can Then abandon her once again, They will call her baby. They will call her baby |
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from Cowboy Junkies - One Soul Now (2004)
He will call you baby
But will he listen when you cry? He will call you sweetheart But always seem apart. He will tear all your fences down, Trample all into the ground. He will call you baby. She will call you honey And leave you twisting in the wind. She will call you darling, Keep you stunned and wondering. She will take you to another world Where the winds of confusion swirl. She will call you honey. We should call them lucky As they watch their babies dance. Or maybe call them crazy For even thinking they have a chance. They will carry her as far as they can Then abandon her once again, They will call her baby. They will call her baby |
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from Cowboy Junkies - Black Eyed Man (1992) | |||||
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from Cowboy Junkies - Lay It Down (1996)
If you offered me a shade of blue
would l return it saying that it was too dark or light? Or would l see it for the precious thing that it might one day be? Hold on to me. If you offered me a point of view would l dismiss it saying that it was too black and white? Or would l see it as the special thing That it would no doubt be? Hold on to me. I'll hold on to this gift we share it is as slippery as it is rare. I'll hold on to that feeling of waking and finding you there. I'll hold on to you and you hold on to me. If I asked you for a simple thing would you do it without too much thinking or fuss? Would you see it for the precious thing that it would surely be? Hold on to me. Hold on to me. Hold on to me. |
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from Cowboy Junkies - Miles From Our Home (1999)
She hugged his head so hard to her heart
it made her gasp for air If this was not the way Love felt then for love she did not care I want to run beside a moving train yelling farewells in the rain The tears will be bittersweet, 'cause I know I'll see him again If I lost you now, I would feel as hollow as a bone He could not help but hang his eyes her beauty held him so If this was not a state of Grace then Grace he'd never know I want to yell farewell from a crowded pier just me and a thousand good-byes The tears will be bittersweet, 'cause soon she'll be back my side If I lost you now, I would feel as hollow as a bone You won't lose me, he replied, together our lives have been sewn If I lost you now, I would feel as hollow as a bone We will kiss goodnight under a starlit sky whisper oaths at a lumbering moon dream sweet dreams before the morning comes and serves us the dawn in our room If I lost you now, I would feel as hollow as a bone |
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from Cowboy Junkies - Pale Sun/ Crescent Moon (1997)
Emma's in a part of town where she doesn't recognize the streets named for famous native sons and out of every crevice comes creeping a threat in her direction Lucy's outside her home heading towards her corner store she stays on well-travelled paths and is always making sure that she doesn't develop patterns There are trap lines running up and down Main Street wire snares thirsting for your neck and feet Susan doesn't like the way her curtains are blowing in the wind She swears she locked that window before she went out dancing she stands frozen in her doorway Judy hears a sound coming from the other room she knows she should be alone 'cause the kids left at noon to go visit their father Quick to your phone dial 911 invite a strange man into your home who'll be carrying a gun Leslie's working late she's got a deadline to meet In walks her boss, upon her desk he puts his feet and says alone at last Reanne's got a new boyfriend and they're getting along until he locks the door and says don't struggle, I'm stronger than you are. Just one question I'm dying to ask, you said, do you know what it's like to be hunted? |
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from Cowboy Junkies - 200 More Miles (2002)
Emma's in a part of town
where she doesn't recognize the streets named for famous native sons and out of every crevice comes creeping a threat in her direction Lucy's outside her home heading towards her corner store she stays on well-travelled paths and is always making sure that she doesn't develop patterns There are trap lines running up and down Main Street wire snares thirsting for your neck and feet Susan doesn't like the way her curtains are blowing in the wind She swears she locked that window before she went out dancing she stands frozen in her doorway Judy hears a sound coming from the other room she knows she should be alone 'cause the kids left at noon to go visit their father Quick to your phone dial 911 invite a strange man into your home who'll be carrying a gun Leslie's working late she's got a deadline to meet In walks her boss, upon her desk he puts his feet and says alone at last Reanne's got a new boyfriend and they're getting along until he locks the door and says don't struggle, I'm stronger than you are. Just one question I'm dying to ask, you said, do you know what it's like to be hunted? |
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from Cowboy Junkies - Open (2002)
(I did it all for you)
She took his dentures from his mouth And placed them in her own. Took a shovel from the shed And then dragged him from their home. (I did it all for you.) Left a note tacked to the door, "Paid in full" is what it said. High above I look below And watch her slowly go. River, like magnesium, Burns. (I did it all for you) He stuck his fingers in their backs To count the holes he bore. Doused them all in kerosene And moved to bolt the door. (I did it all for you) Called his Dad and said goodbye As his lit match hit the floor. High above I look below And watch them slowly go. River, like magnesium, Burns. (I did it all for you) Set his guilt before his rage Set it like a wall To protect what he once knew as love, But which he never knew at all. River, like magnesium, Burns. (I did it all for you) (I did it all for you) |
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from Cowboy Junkies - The Trinity Session (1993)
Breaking away to the other side
I wanna make sense of why we live and die I don't get it, I don't get it I ask my friends if they understand They just laugh at me and watch another band They don't worry, they don't worry Lookin' for a way to lose my load I wanna make it easy to walk this road I can't find it, yeah I can't find it Yeah, I'm looking for answers in so many places I open my mind I don't get it Walkin' this earth and keepin' my peace I do what I want but the price is steep It don't seem right, it don't seem right My mama she told me 'One step at a time and sooner or later you'll walk that line' I don't want to, I don't want to Takin' my time to live and die I wanna find a way to do it right and I ease on, and I ease on They say 'One thing always leads to another' I open my mind I don't get it Breaking away to the other side I wanna make sense of why we live and die I don't get it, I don't get it I don't get it, I don't get it I don't get it |
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from Cowboy Junkies - Trinity Revisited (2010)
Breaking away to the other side
I wanna make sense of why we live and die I don't get it, I don't get it I ask my friends if they understand They just laugh at me and watch another band They don't worry, they don't worry Lookin' for a way to lose my load I wanna make it easy to walk this road I can't find it, yeah I can't find it Yeah, I'm looking for answers in so many places I open my mind I don't get it Walkin' this earth and keepin' my peace I do what I want but the price is steep It don't seem right, it don't seem right My mama she told me "One step at a time and sooner or later you'll walk that line" I don't want to, I don't want to Takin' my time to live and die I wanna find a way to do it right and I ease on, and I ease on They say "One thing always leads to another" I open my mind I don't get it Breaking away to the other side I wanna make sense of why we live and die I don't get it, I don't get it I don't get it, I don't get it I don't get it |
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from Cowboy Junkies - Early 21st Century Blues (2005)
[John Lennon cover]
Well i don't wanna be a soldier mamma, i don't wanna die Well i don't wanna be a sailor mamma, i don't wanna fly Well i don't wanna be a failure mamma, i don't wanna cry Well i don't wanna be a soldier mamma, i don't wanna die Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no Well i don't wanna be a rich man mamma, i don't wanna cry Well i don't wanna be a poor man mamma, i don't wanna fly Well i don't wanna be a lawyer mamma, i don't wanna lie Well i don't wanna be a soldier mamma, i don't wanna die Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no Well i don't wanna be a beggar mamma, i don't wanna die Well i don't wanna be a theif now mamma, i don't wanna fly Well i don't wanna be a churchman mamma, i don't wanna cry Well i don't wanna be a soldier mamma, i don't wanna die Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no Hit it! Well i don't wanna be a soldier mamma, i don't wanna die Well i don't wanna be a sailor mamma, i don't wanna fly Well i don't wanna be a failure mamma, i don't wanna cry Well i don't wanna be a soldier mamma, i don't wanna die Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no I'm tilting on the break of shit Decisions making in my life Makes me loose it i ain't taking it this way i ain't making it There n mistakes but if i'm wrong i will pay for it Like them bills i hate to pay Today i stay brave to win every day i'm a soldier I don't wanna die. I ain't know killer either So why does mama cry? She needs to feed her child But she's a child in her father's eyes Ya'll better recognize The power parents recking with Does it make sense to make way for censorship? It's brains we messing with Across the planes we got kids n chains and whips Who live their lives censor less but we couldn't give a shit. I don't wanna lie Cheaters will cheat Some will rather reach jesus Before meeting defeat I think it's easy to see i you be seeing these streets Sometimes my eyes Can't believe what they see, On tv, young like me sent over seas Sent over greed i believe Is this what we need? Yo these guys like me. To add fire to the fuel Life twisted my views Just from flicking the news I gives me the early 21st century blues But we making it threw Make what you make it You can't redo what you do I'm the living proof making it threw the 21st century blues Peace. |
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from Cowboy Junkies - The Trinity Session (1993)
Hear the lonesome whippoorwill
His song's too blue to fly The midnight train is a-winding low I'm so lonesome I could cry I've never seen a night so long When time keeps crawling by The moon is gone behind the clouds To hide his face and cry Have you ever seen a robin weep When leaves have turned to brown? Like me he's lost his will to live I'm so lonesome I could cry The silence of a falling star Lights up a purple haze and as I wonder where you are I'm so lonesome I could cry |
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from Cowboy Junkies - 200 More Miles (2002)
Hear the lonesome whippoorwill
His song's too blue to fly The midnight train is a-winding low I'm so lonesome I could cry I've never seen a night so long When time keeps crawling by The moon is gone behind the clouds To hide his face and cry Have you ever seen a robin weep When leaves have turned to brown? Like me he's lost his will to live I'm so lonesome I could cry The silence of a falling star Lights up a purple haze and as I wonder where you are I'm so lonesome I could cry |
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from Cowboy Junkies - Trinity Revisited (2010)
Hear the lonesome whippoorwill
His song's too blue to fly The midnight train is a-winding low I'm so lonesome I could cry I've never seen a night so long When time keeps crawling by The moon is gone behind the clouds To hide his face and cry Have you ever seen a robin weep When leaves have turned to brown? Like me he's lost his will to live I'm so lonesome I could cry The silence of a falling star Lights up a purple haze and as I wonder where you are I'm so lonesome I could cry |
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from Cowboy Junkies - Black Eyed Man (1992)
If you were the woman and I was the man
would I send you yellow roses would I dare to kiss your hand? In the morning would I caress you as the wind caresses the sand, if you were the woman and I was the man? If I was the heart and you were the head would you think me very foolish if one day I decided to shed these walls that surround me just to see where these feelings led, if I was the heart and you were the head? If I was the woman and you were the man would I laugh if you came to me with your heart in your hand and said, 'I offer you this freely and will give you all that I can because you are the woman and I am the man?' |
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from Cowboy Junkies - 200 More Miles (2002)
(Michael Timmins)
If you were the woman and I was the man would I send you yellow roses would I dare to kiss your hand? In the morning would I caress you as the wind caresses the sand, if you were the woman and I was the man? If I was the heart and you were the head would you think me very foolish if one day I decided to shed these walls that surround me just to see where these feelings led, if I was the heart and you were the head? If I was the woman and you were the man would I laugh if you came to me with your heart in your hand and said, 'I offer you this freely and will give you all that I can because you are the woman and I am the man?' |
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from Cowboy Junkies - Early 21st Century Blues (2005)
Isn't it a pity
Now, isn't it a shame How we break each other's hearts And cause each other pain How we take each other's love Without thinking anymore Forgetting to give back Isn't it a pity Some things take so long But how do i explain When not too many people Can see we're all the same And because of all their tears Their eyes can't hope to see The beauty that surrounds them Isn't it a pity Isn't it a pity Isn't is a shame How we break each other's hearts And cause each other pain How we take each other's love Without thinking anymore Forgetting to give back Isn't it a pity Forgetting to give back Isn't it a pity Forgetting to give back Now, isn't it a pity |
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from Cowboy Junkies - Lay It Down (1996)
I don't want to be no patch on no quilt
(I just want to see...) Tear-stained stitching linking memories to guilt (I just want to see...) I don't want to be no hair on no wall (I just want to see...) Blood-stained note saying fuck you all (I just want to see what kills me) Tommy, are you ready we better head to town J.D.'s box is waiting to be lowered down and you know how he hates to be kept waiting 'round I don't want to be no chalk line drawing (I just want to see...) Toe-tagged question mark, until identifying (I just want to see...) I don't want to fuse with no economy seat (I just want to see...) fuel some fireball at 30,000 feet (I just want to see what kills me) Tommy, did you catch his face before they closed the lid? I swear I saw him wink once and flash me that old grin Oh, you know, that would be just like him I don't want to face no hollow-eyed ending (I just want to see...) Loved ones buried, empty days of waiting (I just want to see what kills me) Tommy, darling, come to bed we'll try and sleep away this sadness These memories, too, are bound to die so our dreams will have to serve us Tomorrow may be the day that our love betrays us |