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from John Hiatt - Riding With The King (1983)
I heard the news from every fool in town
You got somebody new And I never hurt so bad The strangest fiction just came true Crowds will gather for a twisted wreck Well, all right stare at me Its just another story of love Thats turned into tragedy What am I supposed to do You want a toast from the man who's lost The man who's doublecrossed From cover to cover Baby you and me were just book lovers Since you turned away I turned the page on my happiness Once upon a time you were mine, now I must confess I cant bear to read the rest It could have been a happy ending girl Goodness knows, I tried But I see so clearly now Even through these tears Ive cried You wanted love to be a fairly tale With a sleeping beauty scene Now another prince has come And kissed you out of all your dreams |
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from John Hiatt - Riding With The King (1983)
Well, Harry had a good job working' for the Secret Service
He had a wife and kids at home who made him awful nervous He'd never done a damn thing you could call experimental And he had this aching feeling that his life was accidental So one day he burned his pinstripe suit and his leather shoulder holster He snapped a Polaroid and made a giant wanted poster He took it to a print shop and ordered up a thousand flyers And walked next door to the laundromat and blew his brains out in the drier And the tag on his toe read: Death by misadventure Ain't that some way to go? Death by misadventure Well, Harry's wife Estella took this matter rather lightly She could have cried and cried but then her looks might come unsightly She thought about her wardrobe and how much it was outdated And how this trumped up family thing was vastly overrated Her kids both turned against her and they took to drugs and stealing Some junkie killed 'em both for two dime bags they were dealing And sitting home alone disgusted by it all She blew the sole survivor off with ninety Nembutals And the tag on her toe read: Death by misadventure Ain't that some way to go? Death by misadventure So be careful how you choose your path and who you pick to go with Some folks they take to living fast while some prefer a slow death Some folks get confused and never quite know how they're going When you're laid out on that slab we're all the worse for knowing That the tag on your toe reads: Death by misadventure What a silly way to go. Death by misadventure |
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from John Hiatt - Riding With The King (1983)
I'm gonna lower my standards and raise my price
I'm gonna take your lunch and your bad advice Until my worse idea gets the big reward Until I get out of this raggedy Ford And into a shiny new two seater Dress my girlfriend up like a cheetah I'm gonna sign my checks: Yours sincerely For all the money that you hold dearly When my ego swells and my output dwindles You can tell the world that youve been swindled By the man who would have been so bitter Had he never reconsidered Falling up To the top of the junk pile wearing a big smile Falling up To the top of the heap with my tongue in cheek I cant sit down cause I'm falling up Well I used to think that I had some duty Now I only want the booty And unless youve recently been anointed Then dont tell me youre disappointed In the man who would have been so bitter Had he never reconsidered Now I pay no mind to innovation Just over and over with the same sensation Till I'm a short short subject on a long tape loop That comes and goes like the hula hoop In one ear and out the other Nothing there to stop it, brother Falling up |
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from John Hiatt - Riding With The King (1983)
Well hes got her going up and down like a yo-yo
And she never feels better than ever, just so-so Like a shrunken head on a rear view mirror She rides along in his atmosphere Like furry dice or some voodoo thing Hes got that girl on a string Since they tied the knot he keeps her in stitches And when she ain't banged up, shes sewing his britches Like a line between the orange juice cans Shes strung out on his childish demands To meet him out by the backyard swing Hes got that girl on a string Girl on a string, just a little play toy Girl on a string, for a little bad boy Girl on a string, hes dragging her around Girl on a string, hes tying her down She carries his baby straddled on her hipbone And theres another on the way, just wait till they get home The deeper into darkness they get The more she sees the silhouette Of a girl who wanted pretty things Not that girl on a string |
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from John Hiatt - Riding With The King (1983)
Take it easy baby
But take as much as you can Cause I got all the sweet loving You could possibly stand I'll take your tears for drinking water Make your pain sweet company You can lay all your burdens on my shoulder Girl you mean that much to me I could climb the highest mountain To show the world I could survive But without your lovin' baby I wouldn't even be alive Cause your love is like blood Cause your love is like blood to me Like a river baby Your love is running thru me And with ev'ry beat of our hearts We're defying gravity Just a little bit further on up the stream There's a shady resting place Where you can lose all your blues and your troubles With just one sweet embrace Now I could do a million things Just to prove that I'm a man But there's only one woman Who holds my life in her hands Your love is like blood to me Your love it's just like blood to me I don't care what your people say Over my dead body will they ever take you away And any man cutting in on me Well he just better stop cause I can't spare a drop Your love is like blood to me Your love is like blood to me |
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from John Hiatt - Riding With The King (1983)
Who'll take the only hearts they got
And throw them into the fire? Who'll risk their own self-respect In the name of desire? Who'll regret every thing they've done And who'll get the bill? Lovers will Who'll hurt each other all the time And never give it a thought? Who'll lie about where they've been And hope they never get caught? Who'll say each other's kisses No longer thrill? Lovers will Lovers will do almost anything For the thrill that only love can bring If love is a healer, who'll be the first ones ill? Lovers will You know that lovers will Who'll never know what they've got Until its just about gone? And whose arms will gather up whats left Just to carry on? And who'll stalk that little bit of love That hasnt been killed? Lovers will Lovers will do almost anything For the thrill that only love can bring If love is a healer, who'll be the first ones ill? Lovers will |
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from John Hiatt - Riding With The King (1983)
I dreamed I did a good job and I got well paid
Blew it all at the penny arcade A hundred dollars on a kewpie doll I guess no white chick is gonna make me crawl That's right On a TWA to the promised land Every woman, child and man Gets a Cadillac and a diamond ring Don't you know we're riding with the king? He's on a mission of mercy to the new frontier He's gonna check us all on out of here Up to that mansion on a hill Where you can get your prescription filled Any kind of pill On a TWA to the promised land Everybody come on and clap your hands Don't you just love the way he sings Don't you know we're riding with the king? We're riding with the king A red cape and shiny cold .45 I never saw his face but I saw the light Tonight everybody's getting their angel wings Don't you know we're riding with the king? Well I stepped out of a mirror at ten years old With a suit cut sharp as a razor and a heart full of gold I had a guitar hanging just about waist high I'm gonna play that thing until the day I die We're riding with the king Don't you know we're riding with the king? We're riding with the king We're riding with the, hmmmm Riding with the king |
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from John Hiatt - Riding With The King (1983)
My clothes are dirty and my shoes are worn through
And you want me to feel sorry for you I dont know why I try to do my best The rules are all written, girl youre giving me an oral test I try to talk my way right next to you But it seems the more I say The less my words are ever true I'll say it with flowers on your wedding day I'll say it with flowers when you walk away I'll say it with flowers, its all I have to say You believe nearly everything you hear That kind of faith is gonna only bring tears Cause cheap talking is really making the rounds You're much better off with your mouth shut tight in this town And though our best intentions were sincere I nominate these lovers now For liars of the year I'll say it with flowers on your wedding day I'll say it with flowers when you walk away I'll say it with flowers, its all I have to say Little girl I know you thing that I'm crazy But I dont want to be pushing up daisies Before I ever get over you Dont you think we've talked enough Don't you think that I've said enough I'll say it with flowers on your wedding day I'll say it with flowers when you walk away I'll say it with flowers, its all I have to say |
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from John Hiatt - Riding With The King (1983)
We've talked it to death, cryin' on the telephone.
Nights when he drinks at home, she has to whisper throught her tears. " Johnny," she says, "you'd never do these things to me." But I can never make her see he's wasted such precious years. Well, "you married the wrong guy" is all I ever say. He's a no good so and so, but she'll never let him go Though she knows it will never work, she loves the jerk. She loves the jerk. He was the guy always out on the make. I guess he had what it takes to turn the heads of pretty girls. She thought he would change; the worst of us will settle down. But he couldn't stay out of town, not even with this precious pearl Now she lives with the lies and the bumps and the bruises. He's a no good so and so, but she'll never let him go Though she knows it will never work, she loves the jerk. She loves the jerk. Well, I hang up the phone and I pretend she's in my arms. What I wouldn't give for just one-tenth of what she gives Mister Charming. He's a no good so and so, but she'll never let him go Though she knows it will never work, she loves the jerk. She loves the jerk. He's a no good so and so, but she'll never let him go. Though she knows it will never work, she loves the jerk |
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from John Hiatt - Riding With The King (1983)
Dry your eyes pretty girl
I just got news from the outside world I dont know how they got our names But yesterday this letter came: Mr. and Mrs. Resident Dweller, your lucky number is You may already be a winner I've suspected this for years Still in all its good to hear They're pulling for us in the post To you my dear, I raise this toast A house of our dreams, an El Dorado, a ten-speed blender You may already be a winner Now Ive never counted my chickens before they're hatched And I know there is always a catch But I've felt from the start that our hearts were the perfect match I know you're tired of the same old dress I know the car's been repossessed I know this house is just a shack But there's this love we cant hold back Would you like a beer with your TV dinner? Oh, my darling, you may already be a winner |
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from John Hiatt - Bring The Family (1987)
It's a lonely picture
Of an empty glass It's a still life study Of a drunken ass And he howls at the moon Hoping the sun don't come up too fast I'm all alone in the dark now baby I'm all alone in the dark now baby I'm all alone on my knees at last Alone in the dark It's extreme self pity And frozen fear 'Cause I want you with me And you're not here So I rub my nose in it babe 'Til the roses smell just like death I'm all alone in the dark now baby I'm all alone in the dark now baby I'm al alone and drawing whisky breath Alone in the dark My head is spinning baby what went wrong I swear to God I tried Just turned around one day and you were gone Now these tears I have to cry Alone in the dark baby, I'm all alone, I'm all alone, I'm all alone Since the night you left I just couldn't stand myself anyway I'm all alone in the dark now baby I'm all alone in the dark now baby I'm all alone on my knees at last Alone in the dark I'm all alone in the dark now baby I'm all alone in the dark now baby I'm all alone on my knees at last Alone in the dark |
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from John Hiatt - Bring The Family (1987)
It's a lonely picture Of an empty glass It's a still life study Of a drunken ass And he howls at the moon Hoping the sun don't come up too fast |
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from John Hiatt - Bring The Family (1987)
When the road gets dark
And you can no longer see Just let my love throw a spark And have a little faith in me And when the tears you cry Are all you can believe Just give these loving arms a try baby And have a little faith in me And have a little faith in me Have a little faith in me Have a little faith in me Have a little faith in me When your secret heart Cannot speak so easily Come here darlin' From a whisper start To have a little faith in me And when your back's against the wall Just turn around and you, you will see I will catch you, I will catch your fall baby Just have a little faith in me And have a little faith in me Have a little faith in me Have a little faith in me Have a little faith in me Well I've been loving you for such a long time girl Expecting nothing in return just for for you to have a little faith in me 'Cause see time, time is our friend 'Cause for us there is no end And all you gotta do is a have a little faith in me I said I will hold you up I will hold you up And your love gives me strength in love So have a little faith in love I said a hey hey all you gotta do for me girl is have a little bit of faith in me I said a I said a hey... |
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from John Hiatt - Bring The Family (1987)
When the road gets dark And you can no longer see Just let my love throw a spark And have a little faith in me And when the tears you cry Are all you can believe Just give these loving arms a try And have a little faith in me And: Have a little faith in me Have a little faith in me Have a little faith in me Have a little faith in me When your secret heart Cannot speak so easily Come here darlin' From a whisper start To have a little faith in me And when your back's against the wall Just turn around and you will see I will catch, I will catch your fall baby Just have a little faith in me SUNG OVER FADE: Well, I've been loving you for such a long time girl Expecting nothing in return Just for you to have a little faith in me You see time, time is our friend 'Cause for us there is no end And all you gotta do is have a little faith in me I said I will hold you up, I will hold you up Your love gives me strength enough So have a little faith in me |
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from John Hiatt - Bring The Family (1987)
I'm 34 years old now
And I've come to you Baby I don't even know how I got through From the first kiss in the schoolyard Til the last heart broke in two I didn't know it would be so hard Learning how to love you There was a life that I was living In some cracked rearview Where no future was given To a heart untrue Still I thought that I was so strong That my will could force me through I didn't know it would be so long Learning how to love you I might have never realized The courage in your kiss And the sweet forgiveness in your eyes Babe I know you've walked a mile In someone else's shoes Maybe you've left some faces smiling Walking off your blues And I don't pretend to know how You ever saw it through 'Cause I only got to where I am now Learning how to love you |
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from John Hiatt - Bring The Family (1987)
I'm 34 years old now And I've come to you Baby I don't even know how I got through From the first kiss in the schoolyard Til the last heart broke in two I didn't know it would be so hard Learning how to love you There was a life that I was living In some cracked rearview Where no future was given To a heart untrue Still I thought that I was so strong That my will could force me through I didn't know it would be so long Learning how to love you BRIDGE: I might have never realized The courage in your kiss And the sweet forgiveness in your eyes Babe I know you've walked a mile In someone else's shoes Maybe you've left some faces smiling Walking off your blues And I don't pretend to know how You ever saw it through 'Cause I only got to where I am now Learning how to love you |
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from John Hiatt - Bring The Family (1987)
There's a lipstick sunset
Smeared across the August sky There's a bitter sweet perfume Hanging in the fields The creek is running high And I left my lover waiting In the dawn somewhere to wonder why By the end of the day All her sweet dreams would fade To a lipstick sunset Well, a radio was playing And that ol' summer heat was on the rise I just had to get away Before some sad old song Brought tears to my eyes And Lord I couldn't tell her That her love was only killing me By the end of the day All her sweet dreams would fade To a lipstick sunset Well it's pretty as a picture baby Red and blushing just before the night Maybe love's like that for me Maybe I can only see As you take away the light So hold me in the darkness We can dream about the cool twilight 'Til the dawning of the day When I make my getaway To a lipstick sunset There will come another day When I make my getaway To a lipstick sunset There will come another day Then I'll make my getaway To a lipstick sunset |
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from John Hiatt - Bring The Family (1987)
There's a lipstick sunset Smeared across the August sky There's a bitter sweet perfume Hanging in the fields The creek is running high And I left my lover waiting In the dawn somewhere to wonder why By the end of the day All her sweet dreams would fade To a lipstick sunset Well, a radio was playing And that ol' summer heat was on the rise I just had to get away Before some sad old song Brought tears to my eyes And Lord I couldn't tell her That her love was only killing me By the end of the day All her sweet dreams would fade To a lipstick sunset Well it's pretty as a picture baby Red and blushing just before the night Maybe love's like that for me Maybe I can only see As you take away the light So hold me in the darkness We can dream about the cool twilight 'Til the dawning of the day When I make my getaway To a lipstick sunset There will come another day When I make my getaway To a lipstick sunset There will come another day Then I'll make my getaway To a lipstick sunset |
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from John Hiatt - Bring The Family (1987)
I got something to say little girl
You might not like my style But we've been hanging around this town Just a little too long a while You say you're gonna get your act together Gonna take it out on the road But if I dont get outta here pretty soon My head's going to explode Sure I like country music I like mandolins But right now I need a telecaster Through a vibro-lux turned up to ten Lets go to Memphis in the meantime baby Memphis in the meantime girl I need a little shot of that rhythm baby Mixed up with these country blues I wanna trade in these ol country boots For some fine italian shoes Forget the mousse and the hairspray sugar We dont need none of that Just a little dab'll do ya girl Underneath a pork pie hat Until hell freezes over Maybe you can wait that long But I dont think Ronnie Milsap's gonna ever Record this song Lets go to Memphis in the meantime baby Memphis in the meantime girl Lets go to Memphis in the meantime baby Memphis in the meantime girl Maybe there's nothin' happenin' there Maybe there's somethin' in the air Before our upper lips get stiff Maybe we need us a big ol whiff If we could just get off-a that beat little girl Maybe we could find the groove At least we can get a decent meal Down at the Rendez-vous 'Cause one more heartfelt steel guitar chord Girl, it's gonna do me in I need to hear some trumpet and saxophone You know sound as sweet as sin And after we get good and greasy Baby we can come back home Put the cowhorns back on the cadillac And change the message on the cord-a-phone But... Lets go to Memphis in the meantime baby Memphis in the meantime girl |
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from John Hiatt - Bring The Family (1987)
I got something to say little girl You might not like my style But we've been hanging around this town Just a little too long a while You say you're gonna get your act together Gonna take it out on the road But if I dont get outta here pretty soon My head's going to explode Sure I like country music I like mandolins But right now I need a telecaster Through a vibro-lux turned up to ten: Lets go to Memphis in the meantime baby Memphis in the meantime girl I need a little shot of that rhythm baby Mixed up with these country blues I wanna trade in these ol country boots For some fine italian shoes Forget the mousse and the hairspray sugar We dont need none of that Just a little dab'll do ya girl Underneath a pork pie hat Until hell freezes over Maybe you can wait that long But I dont think Ronnie Milsap's gonna ever Record this song TWICE BRIDGE: Maybe there's nothin' happenin' there Maybe there's somethin' in the air Before our upper lips get stiff Maybe we need us a big ol whiff If we could just get off-a that beat little girl Maybe we could find the groove At least we can get a decent meal Down at the Rendez-vous 'Cause one more heartfelt steel guitar chord Girl, it's gonna do me in I need to hear some trumpet and saxophone You know sound as sweet as sin And after we get good and greasy Baby we can come back home Put the cowhorns back on the cadillac And change the message on the cord-a-phone But... |
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from John Hiatt - Bring The Family (1987)
I stood up for the first time
When I was just eleven months old And ever since that day, my mama said I never done what I was told I never stood for nothing too much All through my schooling years But I stood as much as I could stand I guess that's why I'm still standing here Yes, and I stood up When love called my name, baby I stood up Even when that love was all in vain, baby I got stood up once And left out in the pouring rain, baby But I stood up And I'd do it again I guess she never understood what she could do With all her flaming red hair But I could not stand the heat in her kitchen So, Jack, I got out of there I stood up to get a pack of cigarettes Down at the corner store New she's standing in some corner of my heart Behind the kitchen screen door I stood up When love called my name, baby I stood up Even when that love was all in vain, baby I got stood up once And left out in the pouring rain, baby But I stood up And I'd do it again I don't know about you But there's a lot of things I never stood up to Even as I turned and walked away I guess that's why I'm standing on my own two feet today Now they gave last call for alcohol And no one has to carry me home You see I only work here now man My drinking days are long gone I couldn't stand up after one, no 'Til twenty had me down on the floor Now the first one doesn't get me Even though I'm still the last one out the door I stood up When love called my name, baby I stood up Even when that love was all in vain, baby I got stood up once And left out in the pouring rain, baby But I stood up And I'd do it again |
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from John Hiatt - Bring The Family (1987)
I stood up for the first time When I was just eleven months old And ever since that day, my mama said I never done what I was told I never stood for nothing too much All through my schooling years But I stood as much as I could stand I guess that's why I'm still standing here Yes, and: I stood up When love called my name, baby I stood up Even when that love was all in vain, baby I got stood up once And left out in the pouring rain, baby But I stood up And I'd do it again I guess she never understood what she could do With all her flaming red hair But I could not stand the heat in her kitchen So, Jack, I got out of there I stood up to get a pack of cigarettes Down at the corner store New she's standing in some corner of my heart Behind the kitchen screen door I don't know about you But there's a lot of things I never stood up to Even as I turned and walked away I guess that's why I'm standing on my own two feet today Now they gave last call for alcohol And no one has to carry me home You see I only work here now man My drinking days are long gone I couldn't stand up after one, no 'Til twenty had me down on the floor Now the first one doesn't get me Even though I'm still the last one out the door |
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You're a little on the thin side But that's alright You stood by me baby When I didn't think we'd ever see daylight Rolled out of California Like a couple of thieves Now we're rolling in clover babe We didn't read this in no tea leaves My fate was sealed before I met you darling I was halfway down a shallow grave So little room for you to catch me falling Still you took the little love I saved: I wanna thank you girl I wanna thank you girl I wanna thank you girl I wanna thank you girl It's a matter of opinion But I think you're fine As a matter of fact babe They couldn't hold a candle to your kind If all men are equal This must be against the law 'Cause I can't help but feeling I'm one up on my brother when night falls 'Cause in your arms I get the real love story No fairy tale from somewhere back in time In the dawn you're like a morning glory Opening up for my sweet light to shine |
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You're a little on the thin side
But that's alright You stood by me baby When I didn't think we'd ever see daylight Rolled out of California Like a couple of thieves Now we're rolling in clover babe We didn't read this in no tea leaves My fate was sealed before I met you darling I was halfway down a shallow grave So little room for you to catch me falling Still you took the little love I saved I wanna thank you girl I wanna thank you girl I wanna thank you girl I wanna thank you girl It's a matter of opinion But I think you're fine As a matter of fact babe They couldn't hold a candle to your kind If all men are equal This must be against the law 'Cause I can't help but feeling I'm one up on my brother when night falls 'Cause in your arms I get the real love story No fairy tale from somewhere back in time In the dawn you're like a morning glory Opening up for my sweet light to shine I wanna thank you girl I wanna thank you girl I wanna thank you girl I wanna thank you girl |
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from John Hiatt - Bring The Family (1987)
Don't have to humble yourself to me I ain't your judge or your king And baby, you know you ain't no Queen of Sheba And we may not even have our dignity, no This could be just a prideful thing But baby, we can choose you know, we ain't no amoebas But: Are you ready for this thing called love Don't come from you and me, It comes from up above I ain't no porcupine, take off your kid gloves Are you ready for this thing called love And you ain't some icon carved out of soap Sent down here to clean up my reputation And baby, I ain't your prince charming Now we can live in fear, or act out of hope For some kind of peaceful situation Baby, don't know why the cry of love is so alarming But The ugly ducklings don't turn into swans And glide off down the lake Whether your sunglasses are off or on You only see the world you make Before the laws of God and the laws of man I take you for my wife, yeah To love, honour, cherish and obey, Now, I didn't have no plans to live this kind of life, no It just worked out that way And TWICE Just a crazy little thing called love Its justs a crazy little thing called love |
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from John Hiatt - Bring The Family (1987)
An empty house Is the only thing standin' Between our lives And the speed of sound Some words flew out And made a crash landin' No love survived Not a trace could be found: I broke your heart With the back of my mind From the tip of my tongue To the end of the line I walked away And you stood there tremblin' Like a leaf In the autumn chill Now this house won't say, no What I'm still rememberin' Three angry words And a love that they killed BRIDGE: You couldn't say how much it hurt you And I couldn't see the damage I'd done 'Til I watched the greatest love I've known All come down to a slip of the tongue Well I'd take it back But time won't let me No, time just takes You further away I watched you pack A house full of memories Where did you go Lord, what did I say? |
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An empty house
Is the only thing standin' Between our lives And the speed of sound Some words flew out And made a crash landin' No love survived Not a trace could be found I broke your heart With the back of my mind From the tip of my tongue To the end of the line I walked away And you stood there tremblin' Like a leaf In the autumn chill Now this house won't say, no What I'm still rememberin' Three angry words And a love that they killed I broke your heart With the back of my mind From the tip of my tongue To the end of the line You couldn't say how much it hurt you And I couldn't see the damage I'd done 'Til I watched the greatest love I've known All come down to a slip of the tongue Well I'd take it back But time won't let me No, time just takes You further away I watched you pack A house full of memories Where did you go Lord, what did I say? I broke your heart With the back of my mind From the tip of my tongue To the end of the line |
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from John Hiatt - Bring The Family (1987)
Well the sun comes up and you stare your cup of coffee, yup Right through the kitchen floor You feel like hell so you might as well get out and sell Your smart ass door to door And the Mrs. wears her robe slightly undone As your daughter dumps her oatmeal on your son And you keep it hid Just like your did So you go to work just to watch some jerk Pick up the perks You were in line to get And the guy that hired you just got fired, Your job's expired They just ain't told you yet So you go and buy a brand new set of wheels To show your family just how great you feel Acting like a kid Just like your dad did And BRIDGE: You're a chip off the old block Why does it come as such a shock That every road up which you rock Your dad already did Yeah you've seen the old man's ghost Come back as creamed chipped beef on toast Now if you dont get your slice of the roast You're gonna flip your lid Just like your dad did, just like your dad did Well the day was long now, supper's on The thrill is gone But something's taking place Yeah the food is cold and your wife feels old But all hands fold As the two year old says grace She says help the starving children to get well But let my brother's hamster burn in hell You love your wife and kids Just like your dad did |
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Well the sun comes up and you stare your cup of coffee, yup
Right through the kitchen floor You feel like hell so you might as well get out and sell Your smart ass door to door And the Mrs. wears her robe slightly undone As your daughter dumps her oatmeal on your son And you keep it hid Just like your did So you go to work just to watch some jerk Pick up the perks You were in line to get And the guy that hired you just got fired, Your job's expired They just ain't told you yet So you go and buy a brand new set of wheels To show your family just how great you feel Acting like a kid Just like your dad did And You're a chip off the old block Why does it come as such a shock That every road up which you rock Your dad already did Yeah you've seen the old man's ghost Come back as creamed chipped beef on toast Now if you dont get your slice of the roast You're gonna flip your lid Just like your dad did, just like your dad did Well the day was long now, supper's on The thrill is gone But something's taking place Yeah the food is cold and your wife feels old But all hands fold As the two year old says grace She says help the starving children to get well But let my brother's hamster burn in hell You love your wife and kids Just like your dad did |
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from John Hiatt - Walk On (1995)
A moment of steel
A dry-eyed house Did he say goodbye to you Or did you kick him out I know you're not afraid To go alone But this was a marriage of spirit, flesh, and bone Now whatcha gonna do When the planet shifts Whatcha gonna do Gonna slit your wrists And bleed all over the Milky Way The stars in your eyes look red today Cry love, cry love The tears of an angel The tears of a dove Spilling all over, your heart from above Cry love, cry love The trust of a woman in his hand But he was a little boy, not a man You loved him stronger than he could feel Yeah he was wrapped up in himself like an orange peel Now whatcha gonna do With the booze and the blush Whatcha gonna do When there's no rush Cop a little misery At the corner store Well one day that train of pain won't stop no more Cry love, cry love The tears of an angel The tears of a dove Spilling all over, your heart from above Cry love, cry love Throwing up ashes on the floor If this is a lesson in love Well what's it for? The heart will remember The burning fire The next time you feel the flame of desire Cry love, cry love The tears of an angel The tears of a dove Spilling all over, your heart from above Cry love, cry love Cry love, cry love The tears of an angel The tears of a dove Spilling all over, your heart from above Cry love, cry love Cry love, cry love, cry love |
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from John Hiatt - Walk On (1995)
Could not get to sleep
It was on my wedding night I was tangled in the sheets And I was dreaming of a light Pouring from her window Coming up through the floor Lifting up the darkness Crashing through my kitchen door Down to that old oak table I went to take a look And my whole life flashed before me Just like a story book She used to make me breakfast Or sit around and talk Have another cup of coffee Or maybe take a little walk Dust down a country road Blowing int he wind Behind an old truck load Up before the rooster crowed There's an old dog staring At the dust down a country road And that truck is going somewhere I just can't be sure When tomorrow's just the day After all that's gone before And I always thought of leaving I never could stay too long Now her memory's catching up And our sweet dreams are all gone Dust down a country road Blowing int he wind Behind an old truck load Up before the rooster crowed There's an old dog staring At the dust down a country road If I had a bullet I'd put it in this gun And I'd catch that old dog napping And I'd shoot him before he runs Cause he ain't much good for nothin' Except staring at the dust Lord I wonder what he's looking at Sneaking up on us Dust down a country road Blowing int he wind Behind an old truck load Up before the rooster crowed There's an old dog staring At the dust down a country road |
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from John Hiatt - Walk On (1995)
I'm sitting on the toilet
With my sunglasses on Wondering what you are up to This hotel's got bathroom telephones But I don't want to interrupt you You might be painting your nails With your hot curlers on Each one a different color Or listening to that Beach Boys sailing song Sloop John B or another Ethylene, my Ethylene My love for you is just obscene My deer you dress My fish you clean But you are nowhere to be seen My Ethylene Well you could bag your limit With a bow and arrow Yeah you could skin a cougar in the dark Well I thought we were walking Down the straight and narrow How'd we ever drift so far apart I took my eighteen wheels On this road to nowhere And you disappeared right up in the hills Like smoke up a chimney Girl, I go there Yeah in my dreams I visit you still Ethylene, my Ethylene My love for you is just obscene My deer you dress My fish you clean But you are nowhere to be seen My Ethylene Now some men will drive To the edges of nothing So they can take a peak at the great abyss Some men avoid love Like it was a plague or something So they can leave the seat down When they piss I miss that crocheted thing You kept on the Kleenex box I miss my feet On your cold linoleum floor Sippin hot coffee After makin love till daybreak Well Ethylene a fool would ask for more Ethylene, my Ethylene My love for you is just obscene My deer you dress My fish you clean But you are nowhere to be seen My Ethylene Ethylene, my Ethylene My love for you is just obscene My deer you dress My fish you clean But you are nowhere to be seen My Ethylene My Ethylene, my Ethylene, my Ethylene |
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from John Hiatt - Walk On (1995)
Friend of mine
Has gone away Like a light from yesterday Lost in space Somewhere they say This friend of mine He could sing Like a child A mother's dream So sweet and mild Or big and mean Loud and wild This friend of mine His voice is still Like the night Rustling winds Of angel's flight Take him home To the light This friend of mine This friend of mine |
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from John Hiatt - Walk On (1995)
Well she was a millionaire
Before she was fourteen But there was an emptiness there That to practically everyone else could be seen She hit up on the drug of love Though there was no hole in her arm There was a hole some place else About as big as dady 10.000 acre farm Oh, she was dying for it For all the world to see Ah, she was as good as she could be Well she had a baby at eighteen Never finished high school Her husband beat her for money and sex Till that cadillac finally ran out of fuel One disaster led to another Down to her and her baby son Born with a silver spoon in her mouth Headed south now Cause she was never born to run Oh, she was dying for it For all the world to see Ah, she was as good as she could be Oh, she was dying for it For all the world to see Ah, she was as good as she could be Well her momma died last year And her daddy he called her back home But when he opened the door He could not recognize This spectre of hair and bone But it was his own baby child Though she looked like an old woman now Well she lived ten lifetimes in five years Anywhere that the law would allow Oh, she was dying for it For all the world to see Ah, she was as good as she could be Oh, she was dying for it For all the world to see Ah, she was as good as she could be Yeah, she was good as she could be Ah, she was good as she could be |
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from John Hiatt - Walk On (1995)
Tonight I'm howling at a foreign moon
Might as well be a junkie's spoon For all the light it's given me Sinking in my misery It's been forty days and forty nights Darling since I held you tight I walk the desert of my dreams I got to get out of here before I scream Too much take off, too much landing No such love, no understanding I can't wait baby till you're by my side I can't wait baby though you know I've tried I can't wait baby just one more ride I can't wait till you're by my side Could you crawl through your telephone Girl I'm so tired of being alone I'm talking to walls in my hotel room Around the world in a sonic boom Some close calls and some near misses All I want is your sweet soul kisses I can't wait baby till you're by my side I can't wait baby though you know I've tried I can't wait baby just one more ride I can't wait till you're by my side For all the noise on my hometown street Little children playing at my feet Well I would give my soul to be Back in your arms in Tennessee Too much take off, too much landing No such love, no understanding I can't wait baby till you're by my side I can't wait though you know I've tried I can't wait just one more ride I can't wait, can't wait Baby till you're by my side I can't wait baby till your by my side I can't wait though you know I've tried I can't wait just one more ride I can't wait till you're by my side |
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from John Hiatt - Walk On (1995)
I wouldn't trade your sweetness
For all the sugar in the world Girl, and I know you'll always be The sweetest part of me These bitter tears we've cried All of the smack in Manhattan Could not keep me high Why do you do the things you do To keep me loving you Darlin' I don't know why But you are my mile high Oh my An altered state of being Is what everybody's looking for Surely they see whenever you're around My feet don't touch the ground Baby come fly with me You are my mile high Oh my Darlin' you are my mile high Let's make this dance last forever Please don't you ever say goodbye Darlin' I want to stay this way Tangled up in the sway Until the day I die You are my mile high Oh my Darlin' you are my mile high |
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from John Hiatt - Walk On (1995)
You finally found the mainstream
In the middle of your life You tapped into a vein Of endless gold chains Now you're locked up tight Tearing down the middle of it Splitting it right in half Bobbing up and down the waves Like a runaway slave On a Huck Finn raft Take your wife Take your family Take your gun Running through the woods And the burned out neighborhoods Looking for someone A member of your tribe A Place you can hide 'Til the war has begun 'Cause in the fields before the flood You'll be spilling blood Like a native son Where you gonna run to There ain't no underground If only you could fly You'd cut across the sky Like a rifle round Oh, who are your people And where is your homeland 'Cause they're dying side by side At the river of pride Where we tried to take a stand Take your wife Take your family Take your gun Running through the woods And the burned out neighborhoods Looking for someone A member of your tribe A Place you can hide 'Til the war has begun 'Cause in the fields before the flood You'll be spilling blood Like a native son Take your wife Take your family Take your gun Running through the woods And the burned out neighborhoods Looking for someone A member of your tribe A Place you can hide 'Til the war has begun 'Cause in the fields before the flood You'll be spilling blood Like a native son In the fields before the flood You'll be spilling blood Like a native son |
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from John Hiatt - Walk On (1995)
Oh what have you done with your life
Oh please don't tell me Just shut up and go to work Cause you're interrupting me I won't represent the U.S. In the summer olympics My character's questionable My life is a broken record I'm shredding the document I'm keeping my mouth shut I'm running on radio silence I'm letting the record speak I'm shredding the document The switchboard is lighting up I'm not taking anymore calls Well maybe from larry King And I don't know who killed who I'm having a sex change To a woman who loves too much My sister's a petty thief I doctored the evidence Yeah it was a cover up I want to stay wrapped in my blanket And never get out of bed I'm shredding the document I'm keeping my mouth shut I'm running on radio silence I'm letting the record speak I'm shredding the document The switchboard is lighting up I'm not taking anymore calls Well maybe from larry King All rumor and innuendo An Eagles reunion The 20th century's closing It's closing in on me You know what my father said Well I'm not going to tell you Some words that I try to live by It's none of your goddamn business I'm shredding the document I'm keeping my mouth shut I'm running on radio silence I'm letting the record speak I'm shredding the document The switchboard is lighting up I'm not taking anymore calls Well maybe from larry King I'm shredding the document The switchboard is lighting up I'm not taking anymore calls Well maybe from Oprah Winfrey |
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from John Hiatt - Walk On (1995)
Oh the river knows your name
And your tears falling like the rain All around you suffering and pain Oh the river knows your name And the river hears you cry As the lightning cracks the open sky As your Momma sings a lullaby Oh the river she knows why Let the river wash you down Beneath the surface With a rushing sound Like a freight train passing through a town Let the river wash you down Let the river take away All the words That you and I could never say In the silence Darling let us pray Let the river take it all away Oh the river knows your name From the Brazos to the Wabash To the Seine No two journeys Are ever quite the same But the river knows your name Oh the river knows your name |
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from John Hiatt - Walk On (1995)
Someone called out to you
And it sounded just like crying On a street where nobody Even knows your name Your mind was getting high on the sweet air As your spirit was flying Steam rising from the sidewalks Of New Orleans after an evening rain Steam rising from the sidewalks After an evening rain And it only made the heat Feel like it was walking even closer As you headed up St. Charles To catch a streetcar named Desire Young couple struggling in the doorway Like he was trying to force her In the distance you swore You could hear them open fire Tires squealing in the distance As you heard them open fire Walk on, walk on Don't look back Don't ask questions Don't you try to understand Walk on, walk on Straight back down to your hotel room Where she lies waiting for her man You're so afraid you might be losing love That is makes you worry And you wonder if she's ever seen this Kind of fear in you And you think of that young couple In the doorway And it makes you hurry You wonder what kind of fear They might be living through Yeah you wonder if They saw that fear in you Walk on, walk on Don't look back Don't ask questions Don't you try to understand Walk on, walk on Straight back down to your hotel room Where she lies waiting for her man |
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from John Hiatt - Walk On (1995)
There's a dead girl's body
By the railroad track She's waiting for a train Jimmy left town like a fade to black In his Camero in the rain She wrote it down and burned it Jimmy loves who knows who Well he wasn't from around this town And mister neither are you She was listening into that Monon line For the Wabash Cannonball Put your head on the rail And you can hear her whine Just like a caterwaul She wrote it down and burned it She clutched it flaming to her chest It said Jimmy loves cars And Jimmy loves trains Ah but Jimmy, Jimmy loves me best There's a dead girl's body By the railroad track Waiting for a train Well I guess Jimmy never did come back In his Camaro in the rain She wrote it down and burned it Yeah the only way I know You could still read some words In the ashes there But she could not watch him go She wrote it down and burned it |
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from John Hiatt - Walk On (1995)
When that howling wind
Comes to carry you again Just like your next of kin You must go To a far away place Where you don't recognize one face Don't unpack your old suitcase Cause you must go You must go and you must ramble Through every briar and bramble Till your life is in a shambles Maybe then you will know You were born to blunder Born to wander, born to wonder Even when you're six feet under There's place That you must go It is something you done Are you loyal to no one Turn your back on the sun And you must go It it something she said You keep this all up in your head Now your face is turning red And you must go You must go and you must ramble Through every briar and bramble Till your life is in a shambles Maybe then you will know You were born to blunder Born to wander, born to wonder Even when you're six feet under There's place That you must go Love is in the air You can smell it everywhere Its in your clothes, it's in her hair Ah, you better get out of there It's gonna take a midnight train To straighten out your winding brain Like a snake in the rain You must go You must go and you must ramble Through every briar and bramble Till your life is in a shambles Maybe then you will know You were born to blunder Born to wander, born to wonder Even when you're six feet under There's place That you must go |
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from John Hiatt - Walk On (1995)
These are the words
That cry out of me in the night Like a buffalo herd From a shotgun blast scattered in flight I got a one track mind Going down a one train line Living on dreams half the time Going West I gotta pick up speed Just to get what I need The end of the line guaranteed Your love is my rest The coal catches fire I'm down the wire in a flash That big old smoke stack Is belching out black smoke and ash So sad to think of Hurting the one you love But surely that's what leaving does You'd know best I gotta pick up speed Just to get what I need The end of the line guaranteed Your love is my rest Your love is my rest We pass through the land Of Custer's last stand And I grin So this is where old Yellow Hair's Ghost dance begins I got the blood on my hands Can't even live where I stand I'm just a traveling man Cursed or blessed I gotta pick up speed Just to get what I need The end of the line guaranteed Your love is my rest Your love is my rest Your love is my rest |
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from Theory Of Flight (비행의 이론) by Rolfe Kent [ost] (1999)
When the road gets dark
And you can no longer see Just let my love throw a spark And have a little faith in me And when the tears you cry Are all you can believe Just give these loving arms a try baby And have a little faith in me And have a little faith in me Have a little faith in me Have a little faith in me Have a little faith in me When your secret heart Cannot speak so easily Come here darlin' From a whisper start To have a little faith in me And when your back's against the wall Just turn around and you, you will see I will catch you, I will catch your fall baby Just have a little faith in me And have a little faith in me Have a little faith in me Have a little faith in me Have a little faith in me Well I've been loving you for such a long time girl Expecting nothing in return just for for you to have a little faith in me 'Cause see time, time is our friend 'Cause for us there is no end And all you gotta do is a have a little faith in me I said I will hold you up I will hold you up And your love gives me strength in love So have a little faith in love I said a hey hey all you gotta do for me girl is have a little bit of faith in me I said a I said a hey... |
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from Where The Heart Is (웨어 더 핫 이즈) [ost] (2000)
Love only stays for a little while, baby
That's what I said 'cause I was scared Too scared to say what you mean to me, baby Too afraid to show how much I cared Feel love, well, I couldn't be here So you just packed up and said goodbye I feel love but now it's too late And all I do is cry 'Cause I know that your memory lingers I think about you night and day I know from the tips of my fingers I had your love but I let it slip away I had your love but I let it slip away Could not have your heart any day, pretty baby You could be here now and it's killin' me I'm standing all alone in the way, pretty baby In the way of love that was meant to be I know 'cause your memory lingers I think about you night and day I know from the tips of my fingers I had your love but I let it slip away I had your love but I let it slip away Feel love, well, I couldn't be here So you packed it up and said goodbye I feel love but now it's too late And all I do is cry 'Cause I know that your memory lingers I think about you night and day I know from the tips of my fingers I had your love but I let it slip away I know that your memory lingers I think about you night and day I know from the tips of my fingers I had your love but I let it slip away I had your love but I let it slip away |
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from The Country Bears (컨트리 베어스) by Christopher Young [ost] (2002)
You can't sit around waiting for the path to glory
You gotta get movin' to tell your story The bigger they come, the harder they fall From the littlest acorns come trees so tall And where you're comin' from is where you're goin' Til' you get there you got no way of knowin' All the love in the world won't find you if you don't let it Let it ride, let it ride, let it ride And every mistake is a break but only if you get it Let it ride, let it ride, let it ride Everyday is a brand new place Feel the sun upon your face Try somethin' new, don't regret it A hole in your shoe but just forget it Let it ride, oh, you got to let it Let it ride, let it ride, let it ride And every mistake is a break but only if you get it Let it ride, let it ride, let it ride |
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from The Country Bears (컨트리 베어스) by Christopher Young [ost] (2002)
There's a town down the road
Where I ain't been before Nobody knows my name Or what I'm lookin' for Maybe things will be a little different 'Cause they can't stay the same I'm gonna ease on down the road Where nobody knows my name I've got to keep the dust a movin' Up around my heels There might be a change for me Just over that distant field Even when the past comes callin' Lookin' for somebody to blame I'll be easin' on down the road Where nobody knows my name When the burnin' sun surrenders Will he still remember me? I never told him I was goin' Out where the wind is blowin' free If he thinks about me tonight I know, he won't miss the pain 'Cause I'll be takin' it down the road Where nobody knows my name When the burnin' sun surrenders Will he still remember me? I never told him I was goin' Out where the wind is blowin' free If he thinks about me tonight I know he won't miss the pain I'll be takin' it down the road Where nobody knows my name I'm gonna ease on down the road Where nobody knows my name |
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from The Rookie (2002)
When I was a boy,
I thought it just came to ya' But I never could tell what's mine So it didn't matter anyway My only pride and joy Was this racket down here Bangin' on an old guitar And singin' what I had to say I always thought our house was haunted But nobody said boo to me I never did get what I wanted Now I get what I need It's been a slow turnin' From the inside out A slow turnin' But you come about Slow learnin' But you learn to sway A slow turnin' baby Not fade away Now I'm in my car I got the radio on I'm yellin' at the kids in the back seat 'Cause they're bangin' like Charlie Watts You think you've come so far In this one horse town Then she's laughin' that crazy laugh 'Cause you haven't left the parkin' lot Time is short and here's the damn thing about it You're gonna die, gonna die for sure And you can learn to life with love or without it But there ain't no cure There's just a... It's been a slow turnin' From the inside out A slow turnin' But you come about |
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from John Hiatt - Rollin Into Memphis (2002)
Well my daddy he stood at the foot of the stairs
He was calling to me at the time And I knew even then, I could die for the thoughts That I kept in the back of my mind But I dared not to speak How I felt for my dad Cause there were no words to define The ball of confusion, of feelings and junk That I kept in the back of my mind So I took to the highway And I kept to myself Just a lookin' and hopin' to find Some solutions, some answers, someway to exist With this stuff in the back of my mind So I took me a job And I took me a wife And I took me a bottle of wine And it did not take long, 'til all I had left Was this stuff in the back of my mind Well the end of the tunnel Just never came up 'til I came to the end of the line And I saw that the light I'd been hoping to see Was just a spark in the back of my mind And the cold wind that blew Through the hole in my heart Made a fire for the very first time From some branches of trust And a kindling of faith And that spark in the back of my mind Drivin' like rain, or a runaway train Flyin' blind, shot from the dark in the back of my mind |
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from John Hiatt - Rollin Into Memphis (2002)
I'm gonna lower my standards and raise my price
I'm gonna take your lunch and your bad advice Until my worse idea gets the big reward Until I get out of this raggedy Ford And into a shiny new two seater Dress my girlfriend up like a cheetah I'm gonna sign my checks: Yours sincerely For all the money that you hold dearly When my ego swells and my output dwindles You can tell the world that youve been swindled By the man who would have been so bitter Had he never reconsidered Falling up To the top of the junk pile wearing a big smile Falling up To the top of the heap with my tongue in cheek I cant sit down cause I'm falling up Well I used to think that I had some duty Now I only want the booty And unless youve recently been anointed Then dont tell me youre disappointed In the man who would have been so bitter Had he never reconsidered Now I pay no mind to innovation Just over and over with the same sensation Till I'm a short short subject on a long tape loop That comes and goes like the hula hoop In one ear and out the other Nothing there to stop it, brother Falling up |
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from John Hiatt - Rollin Into Memphis (2002)
Down here the river, meets the sea
And in the sticky heat I feel ya' open up to me Love comes out of nowhere baby, just like a hurricane And it feels like rain And it feels like rain Lying here, underneath the stars right next to you And I'm wondering who you are and How do you do? How do you do, baby? The clouds roll in across the moon And the wind howls out your name And it feels like rain And it feels like rain We never going to make that bridge tonight baby Across Lake Ponchartrain And it feels like rain And it feels like rain So batten down the hatch baby And leave your heart up your sleeve It looks like we're in for stormy weather, That ain't no cause for us to leave Just lay here, in my arms Let it wash away the pain And it feels like rain And it feels like rain |
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from John Hiatt - Rollin Into Memphis (2002)
When the road gets dark
And you can no longer see Just let my love throw a spark And have a little faith in me And when the tears you cry Are all you can believe Just give these loving arms a try baby And have a little faith in me And have a little faith in me Have a little faith in me Have a little faith in me Have a little faith in me When your secret heart Cannot speak so easily Come here darlin' From a whisper start To have a little faith in me And when your back's against the wall Just turn around and you, you will see I will catch you, I will catch your fall baby Just have a little faith in me And have a little faith in me Have a little faith in me Have a little faith in me Have a little faith in me Well I've been loving you for such a long time girl Expecting nothing in return just for for you to have a little faith in me 'Cause see time, time is our friend 'Cause for us there is no end And all you gotta do is a have a little faith in me I said I will hold you up I will hold you up And your love gives me strength in love So have a little faith in love I said a hey hey all you gotta do for me girl is have a little bit of faith in me I said a I said a hey... |
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from John Hiatt - Rollin Into Memphis (2002)
They have come to haunt the children
They have come to walk the wind I can hear them as they rustle through the trees Looking for the love that killed them So that they might live again It's a simple prayer that brings me to my knees With drums and bells and rattles They have caught us in our time To watch the eagle rise up from the fire Now is it true we are possessed By all the ones we leave behind Or is it by their lives we are inspired It's a new light, new day Listening for new meaning learning how to say It's a new place but you've always been here You're just listening to old voices with a new ear It's the livin' and the dyin' Well it scares the young ones so They can hardly catch their breath before too long They see the tears we're crying And they watch the river flow And they follow on the banks until it's gone I surrender to the mountains I surrender to the sea I surrender to the one who calls my name I surrender to my lover and to my enemy I surrender to the face that holds no shame It's a new light, new day Listening for new meaning learning how to say It's a new place but you've always been here You're just listening to old voices with a new ear There's a spider at my window And she spins a web of truth More beautiful than all those memories And she surely is God's artist As she's caught the morning dew It's a simple prayer that brings me to my knees It's a new light, new day Listening for new meaning learning how to say It's a new place but you've always been here You're just listening to old voices with a new ear It's a new light, new day Listening for new meaning learning how to say It's a new place but you've always been here You're just listening to old voices with a new ear |
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from John Hiatt - Rollin Into Memphis (2002)
Take it easy baby
But take as much as you can Cause I got all the sweet loving You could possibly stand I'll take your tears for drinking water Make your pain sweet company You can lay all your burdens on my shoulder Girl you mean that much to me I could climb the highest mountain To show the world I could survive But without your lovin' baby I wouldn't even be alive Cause your love is like blood Cause your love is like blood to me Like a river baby Your love is running thru me And with ev'ry beat of our hearts We're defying gravity Just a little bit further on up the stream There's a shady resting place Where you can lose all your blues and your troubles With just one sweet embrace Now I could do a million things Just to prove that I'm a man But there's only one woman Who holds my life in her hands Your love is like blood to me Your love it's just like blood to me I don't care what your people say Over my dead body will they ever take you away And any man cutting in on me Well he just better stop cause I can't spare a drop Your love is like blood to me Your love is like blood to me |
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from John Hiatt - Rollin Into Memphis (2002)
Well now I never went to college, babe,
I did not have the luck. Stole out of Indiana On the back of a pickup truck. No education higher, Than the streets of my hometown. I went looking for a fire just to burn it all down. You got a real fine love, You got a real fine love, One I am unworthy of. You got a real fine love, girl. Thought I had a line of something, Baby no one else could say, They couldn't find it their hearts to just get out my way. And out of nowhere, and for nothing, You came into my life, I've seen an angel or two before, But I never asked one to be my wife. You got a real fine love, You got a real fine love, One I am unworthy of. You got a real fine love, girl. You can sprinkle all your teardrops Across the evening sky, But you cannot hide that twinkle, Starlight in your eye. I left my map way back their baby, I don't know where we are. But I'm gunna pull my pony up, Hitch my wagon to your star. You got a real fine love, You got a real fine love, One I am unworthy of. You got a real fine love, girl. Well now the babies are sleeping, And the twilight's giving in, She looks like you, He looks like her, And we all look like him. Well maybe it's just a little thing, The way I feel tonight, A little joy, a little love, and a whole lot of light. You got a real fine love, You got a real fine love, One I am unworthy of. You got a real fine love, girl. |
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from John Hiatt - Rollin Into Memphis (2002)
Oh the river knows your name
And your tears falling like the rain All around you suffering and pain Oh the river knows your name And the river hears you cry As the lightning cracks the open sky As your Momma sings a lullaby Oh the river she knows why Let the river wash you down Beneath the surface With a rushing sound Like a freight train passing through a town Let the river wash you down Let the river take away All the words That you and I could never say In the silence Darling let us pray Let the river take it all away Oh the river knows your name From the Brazos to the Wabash To the Seine No two journeys Are ever quite the same But the river knows your name Oh the river knows your name |
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from John Hiatt - Rollin Into Memphis (2002)
Is this a place I can rest my poor head
To gather my thoughts in sweet silence Is this a place where the feelings aren't dead From an overexposure to violence And is this a place I can slowly face The only one I truly can know These are tears from a long time ago I got these tears from a long time ago I need to cry 30 years or so These are tears from a long time ago Oh Darling, oh darling, say unto me Where have you been all my lifetime Well I have been swimmin' the seven sad seas Fair women have thrown me their lifelines And I just pulled them on to the water's dark grin I'd have warned 'em but I didn't know These are tears from a long time ago I've got these tears from a long time ago I need to cry 30 years or so These are tears from a long time ago Well, I've cried me a river, I've cried me a lake I've cried till the past nearly drowned me Tears for sad consequences Tears for mistakes But never these tears that surround me Alone in this place with a lifetime to trace And a heartbeat that tells me it's so I've got these tears from a long time ago These are tears from a long time ago And I need to cry 30 years or so These are tears from a long time ago These are tears from a long time ago I've got these tears from a long time ago |
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from John Hiatt - Little Head (2003)
After all this time
I'm glad your loving me 'Cause after all this time So many disagree To turn off the lights Or pull down the shade Don't be afraid After all this time And after all this time I'm glad that you can see After all this time And I'm the man I want to be Strong as your love Free as the wind Each day we begin After all this time After all this time You love someone And love's becoming you After all this time Face the sun Everyday is new After all this time I'm glad I'm loving you After all this time We are the only two Here in this world A love that time forgot But darlin' we will not After all this time (repeat) |
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from John Hiatt - Little Head (2003)
Broken love out on the highway
I thought I knew you like the back of my hand Pick him up, he's just a ghost from the old days That's just about as far as we go from here That's just about as far as we go He wants a ride out of Montana Back to the girl with the West in her eyes Before the wagons rolled out of Indiana That's just about as far as we go from here That's just about as far as we go That's just about as far as we go from here That's just about as far as we go And you and I know That this road don't go back there anymore Just let him rest He's the best of you and me Just let him be I never knew so much time was passing And who'd have thought we'd be haunted by dreams Dreams of love so true and everlasting That's just about as far as we go from here That's just about as far as we go That's just about as far as we go from here That's just about as far as we go |
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from John Hiatt - Little Head (2003)
I thought I had to cut off from my head down to my toes
But heaven knows that I was wrong, I'm feeling again Holding my breath and holed up in this cheap motel, I feel like hell I'm holding my own heart, I'm feeling again When I get that feeling like a bass drum Pounding til my head is numb Electric onion peeling within I got that feeling again (I got that) Feeling again (I got that) Feeling again (I got that) Feeling again And all those nights just kill a billion brain cells Now I'm swelling up inside with teeth and nails, I'm feeling again From the bottoms up I put the top down on this town And drove it around till I passed out, I'm feeling again When I get that feeling like a bass drum Pounding til my head is numb Electric onion peeling within I got that feeling again (I got that) Feeling again (I got that) Feeling again (I got that) Feeling again Morning comes like Catholic guilt, wilted lettuce bar The family farm on false alarms, I'm feeling again Holding on to fear and lust and hate, now it's too late To spin the wheel, it's drink or feel, I'm feeling again When I get that feeling like a bass drum Pounding til my head is numb Electric onion peeling within I got that feeling again (I got that) Feeling again (I got that) Feeling again (I got that) Feeling again (I got that) Feeling again (I got that) Feeling again (I got that) Feeling again (I got that) Feeling again |
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from John Hiatt - Little Head (2003)
I used to stumble up to your door
Three thousand kisses on the living room floor But we don't do that kind of thing anymore Cause we both graduated We used to talk until the morning light Bout everything we did and did not like Now it's all double blinds and downsized appetites Cause we both graduated Yeah we both graduated And we learned, we learned, we learned to be strong Now the power's gone And we turned, we turned, turned out to be wrong Now we both graduated Now we both graduated Now we both graduated I liked feeling in the dark for you We watched Apocalypse Now and The Heart of Darkness, too Melted down barriers and cleaned up the goo Now we both graduated No amount of college is gonna give you that jolt The top of the pyramid is holding all our volts It's not high technology, it's just nuts and bolts And we both graduated Yeah we both graduated And we learned, we learned, we learned to be strong Now the power's gone And we turned, we turned, turned out to be wrong And we both graduated Yeah we both graduated Na na, na nanana, nana nanana na Na na, na nanana, nana nanana na Na na, na nanana, nana nanana na Now as we step out in this frozen world The amazing Mr Snowjob and his Cryogenic Girl Living out history but dead to the world Cause we both graduated Yeah we both graduated Na na, na nanana, nana nanana na... |
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from John Hiatt - Little Head (2003)
I'm dirty as a man hole cover
I'm lookin for my long lost lover She turned me out and now I'm sinkin' I'm just so easily led when the little head does the thinkin' I'm talking with a tight red sweater I'm feelin' like Eddie Vedder Only twice as cool when she starts winkin' I'm just so easily led when the little head does the thinkin' I'm loyal as a dog but I'm a hog for that sexual attraction It starts up in my mind and makes a bee line below the belt No consequences just satisfaction Baby in my heart I'm faithful This two headed monster is so distasteful Forgive me when my instincts start stinkin' I'm just so easily led when the little head does the thinkin' I'm just so easily led when the little head does the thinkin' Think about it... Forgive me if my instincts start stinkin' I'm just so easily led when the little head does the thinkin' |
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from John Hiatt - Little Head (2003)
My sweet girl with you eyes so bright
Don't leave me in the dark tonight The sun's turned down, the moon is low And I know secrets you don't know Do you hear the wind whispering "You're the one I love" The summer breeze tells the trees I'm the one, because You're my sweet girl Hold me now in this sweet life I will take you for my wife We can walk the aisle in this city park And I will offer you my heart Married by a firefly They're coming back, you know And I'm the man who knows he can Provide an afterglow For you, my sweet girl Cause you're my sweet girl Do, do, do.... My sweet girl, do you know you are My lovely dream, my little star In a blanket made of earth and sky Curled up with my sweetie pie The love we make, it merely takes Our breath out of the air We kiss and then we breath again The wind blows through your hair It's whispering, "You're my sweet girl" Can you hear it? It's saying, "You're my sweet girl" You're my sweet girl Do, do, do... |
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from John Hiatt - Little Head (2003)
Well, those electric sheep to the valley they keep walkin
On the radio waves selling tennis shoes and beer It induces sleep when that DJ starts his squawkin' I'm lookin' for one song to save me on this midnight clear So how far do we have to go to hear that Pirate Radio? One song that could steal our hearts Before they turn into silver and gold Well I'm drivin' my car real slow and my baby wants to know When we gonna hear our song on that Pirate Radio? One star in the sky so I named it Ottis Redding Or maybe Marvin Gaye lookin' for his Tammi Turell There ain't no mountain high enough to stop this wedding Rollin' out of Memphis to Detroit I can hear those bells So how far do we have to go to hear that Pirate Radio? One song that could steal our hearts Before they turn into silver and gold Well I'm drivin' my car real slow and my baby wants to know When we gonna hear our song on that Pirate Radio? Well, we've been drivin' all night, ever since we were teenagers, Up to that border town where the outlaw station air waves Where the DJ's outta sight and his heart is so courageous And he loves every song that he's puttin' on for the free and brave So how far do we have to go to hear that Pirate Radio? One song that could steal our hearts Before they turn into silver and gold Well I'm drivin' my car real slow and my baby wants to know When we gonna hear our song on that Pirate Radio? |
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from John Hiatt - Little Head (2003)
On the outside, a beautiful thing
On the inside, a bird with a broken wing Chances taken, now the dark angels circle in the wind You're mistaken, but still you'll do it all again As he shakes his fist, somethin' dribbles down his chin Can you live like this Just crawlin' underneath their skin Better run...runaway, there is no reason to stay Run...runaway Better run...runaway, fast as these words that I say Run...runaway From the ashes you will rise Distant crashes in your eyes Though he's made you into an image of his pain Cut and shaved you Like a prisoner on a train There are broken limbs And tangled power lines No songs like hymns No flowers in the springtime Better run...runaway, there is no reason to stay Run...runaway Better run...runaway, fast as these words that I say Run...runaway Better run...runaway, there is no reason to stay Run...runaway Better run...runaway, fast as these words that I say Run...runaway I found your heart on Valentine's Day I tore it apart, with all I do, with all I say Just run.... Better run....runaway There is no reason to stay Run...runaway You just run...runaway Fast as these words that I say Run...runaway Better run....runaway There is no reason to stay Run...runaway Better run...runaway Fast as these words that I say Run...runaway |
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from John Hiatt - Little Head (2003)
You told me you'd hold me
Now I know better All you did fold me honey Like a dear John letter You put me in a box With God and his uncle Like a pair of gym socks Lookin' like Artie Garfunkle You took my heart The check's in the mail We'll do lunch when you get out of jail Sure Pinocchio Anything you say Sure Pinocchio Have it your own way You took me for a ride Well, I'm crawling out of this gutter You hurt me down inside What was that you muttered Somethin' bout wishing on a star for a fish out of water Well, I know who you are Your Gepetto's wicked daughter This hurts you more that it hurts me You never inhale, yeah, and cops eat free Sure Pinocchio Anything you say Sure Pinocchio Have it your own way Sure Pinocchio What hurts me makes you stronger Sure Pinocchio That nose keeps gettin' longer and longer You took my heart The check's in the mail We'll do lunch when you get out of jail Sure Pinocchio Anything you say Sure Pinocchio Have it your own way Sure Pinocchio Anything you say Sure Pinocchio That nose keeps gettin' longer and longer |
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from John Hiatt - Little Head (2003)
She was a woman sawed in half
It was done by a bad magician There was a point at which she just had to laugh You could appreciate her position Her legs in one way, and her head another She just kept thinking about walking away They tried to put her back together underneath the cover But her heart kept getting in, getting in the way She was a woman sawed in half Lets cut to the chase, love, this was showtime And he was sweating bullets, and walking on glass Somewhere between the evening news and tomorrow's headline (Buzz awhile..) She was a woman sawed in half It was done by a bad magician Yeah, it was a clear cut thing, no, you didn't have to ask She was gonna have to make her own decisions Her legs got up and walked away, and her head came rolling Oh, the room was painted black night, and turning dayglow She wound up in two places at once, her heart was swollen He played his musical saw in the streets of San Diego Ya, ya, ya, ya, ya Ya, ya, ya, ya, ya Ya, ya, ya, ya, ya Ya, ya, ya, ya, ya She was a woman sawed in half, her legs in Tijuana She was a bodyless head and trapeze artist in a circus in Bombay Now a woman's gonna do exactly what a woman's gonna Yeah, some bad magicians wouldn't have it any other way She holds on to that trapeze by the skin of her teeth, or so they say REPEAT VERSE |
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from John Hiatt - Slow Turning (2005)
I didn't say we wouldn't hurt anymore
That's how you learn, you just get burned But we don't have to feel like dirt anymore Though love's not earned, Baby it's our turn We were always looking for true north With our heads in the clouds, just a little off course I left the motor running, now if you're feeling down and out Come on Baby drive south, with the one you love Come on Baby drive south, with the one you love I'm not talkin' 'bout retreatin' little girl Gonna take our stand, in this Chevy van Windows open on the rest of the world Holdin' hands, all the way to Dixieland We've been tryin' to turn our lives around Since we were little kids, it's been wearin' us down Don't turn away now Darlin' lets fire it up and wind it out Come on Baby drive south, with the one you love Come on Baby drive south, with the one you love I heard your mama callin', I think she was just stallin' Don't know who she was talkin' to, baby me and you We could go down with a smile on, don't bother to pack your nylons Just keep them pretty legs showin', it gets hot down where we're goin' We were always looking for true north With our heads in the clouds, just a little off course I left the motor running, now if you're feeling down and out Come on baby drive, come on baby drive south, come on baby drive south Come on Baby drive south, with the one you love Come on Baby drive south, with the one you love |
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from John Hiatt - Slow Turning (2005)
Down here the river, meets the sea
And in the sticky heat I feel ya' open up to me Love comes out of nowhere baby, just like a hurricane And it feels like rain And it feels like rain Lying here, underneath the stars right next to you And I'm wondering who you are and How do you do? How do you do, baby? The clouds roll in across the moon And the wind howls out your name And it feels like rain And it feels like rain We never going to make that bridge tonight baby Across Lake Ponchartrain And it feels like rain And it feels like rain So batten down the hatch baby And leave your heart up your sleeve It looks like we're in for stormy weather, That ain't no cause for us to leave Just lay here, in my arms Let it wash away the pain And it feels like rain And it feels like rain |
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from John Hiatt - Slow Turning (2005)
I know a girl, mess with your mind,
She'll come to you in the summer sometime She'll talk about things you don't understand, But you better keep to the matters at hand Before the whole damn thing unwinds She is beautiful, she is small She don't wanna play basketball There's no tellin' what she might do Before her doin' days are through But right now she can't even crawl Georgia Rae, OK, Georgia Rae Georgia Rae, what'd I say Georgia Rae Your mother and I we did this act In some hotel 'bout nine moths back Now, it's love that brings you here A love that will not disappear Georgia, honey, you can count on that Georgia Rae, OK, Georgia Rae Georgia Rae, what'd I say Georgia Rae We were tired, should've been sleepin' But, like a fire, somethin' came creepin', creepin', creepin' Your brother and sister don't understand How your tiny feet and your tiny hands Could carry the weight of a thousand earths Into our little universe But, Georgia, we all think it's grand Georgia Rae, OK, Georgia Rae Georgia Rae, what'd I say Georgia Rae |
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from John Hiatt - Slow Turning (2005)
She came onto him like a slow movin' cold front
His beer was warmer than the look in her eyes She sat on a stool, he said, "What do you want?" She said, "Give me a love that don't freeze up inside." He said, "I have melted some hearts in my time dear But to sit next to you, Lord, I shiver and shake And if I knew love, well, I don't think I'd be here Askin' myself if I've got what it takes." To melt your icy blue heart Should I start? To turn what's been frozen for years Into a river of tears "These days we all play cool, calm and collected Why, our lips could turn blue just shooting the breeze" But under the frost, well, he thought he detected A warm blush of red and a touch of her knee He said, "Girl, you're a beauty like I've never witnessed And I've seen the Northern Lights dance in the air But I've felt the cold that can follow the first kiss And there's not enough heat in the fires burning there." To melt your icy blue heart Should I start? To turn what's been frozen for years Into a river of tears |
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from John Hiatt - Slow Turning (2005)
That girl you were seein' back in '72
Somethin' 'bout a hotel room and bath water in your shoes Were you into your Catholic thing then or some other stew Were you both holed up in that hotel room practicing voodoo It'll come to you Don't look back, it'll come to you In the middle of the night, with you covers pulled up tight It'll come to you And that business partner you took for every red cent You can't even remember where all of that money went Some on liquor and women, maybe a little rent But as far as paying it back, Buddy, you ain't made a dent It'll come to you Don't look back, it'll come to you In the middle of the night, with you covers pulled up tight It'll come to you Yes they'll all be standin' 'round you in your sleep Askin' for a promise you couldn't keep 'Cause back when you were hollow inside You were tryin' to puff yourself up with your own foolish pride Now you're happily married with a wife and kids of you're own But sometimes in the closet at night you can hear them rattlin' bones Takin' bets on your future and your current postal zone It's a spooky equation, but check out yourself, Jack, you're the great unknown It'll come to you Don't look back, it'll come to you In the middle of the night, with you covers pulled up tight It'll come to you |
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from John Hiatt - Slow Turning (2005)
I was gonna get up off that bar stool
Just as soon as I could figure it out Why I was overlooked at the car pool Stood up at the dance with no twist and shout When you're burnin' with your last desire And every memory haunts you You write it down in alcohol fire 'Cause that's the only flame that wants you When you're paper thin Yeah, read all about it When you were out of luck, well, luck was doin' alright Now you're paper thin Yeah, they can see right through ya You just cut you're little finger on the edge of the night Now do I really have to be responsible For what I did between those tavern walls I was just mixing up some chemicals You could've heard a pin drop, could have heard time crawl And every once in a while You could hear you're own heart pound Maybe some paper doll with a pasted on smile Would let you write her number down When you're paper thin Yeah, read all about it When you were out of luck, well, luck was doin' alright Now you're paper thin Yeah, they can see right through ya You just cut you're little finger on the edge of the night |
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from John Hiatt - Slow Turning (2005)
You get up in the morning
You get on the bus You don't think about nothing You don't raise no fuss You come home in the evening Turn the TV on You ain't going nowhere You just ride along, ride along, ride along You get the Sunday paper On Saturday night You read the travel section Until you're all uptight 'Cause it's almost Monday Jack you know that song You ain't going nowhere You just ride along, ride along, ride along They talk about you in the press They got you figured out I guess Though you never heard of the guy they mention Sometimes that girl she'll slip you a kiss But she's just another somnambulist And you're tired of sleepwalking The cats out but he ain't talking You're just another joker With one chance in hell Of ever pullin' that trigger Of ever feelin' too well Yeah but you just might do it Just to prove them all wrong 'Cause you ain't going nowhere You just ride along, ride along, ride along You just ride along, ride along, ride along Git along git along git along You just ride along, ride along, ride along You just ride along, ride along, ride along You just... |
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from John Hiatt - Slow Turning (2005)
When I was a boy,
I thought it just came to ya' But I never could tell what's mine So it didn't matter anyway My only pride and joy Was this racket down here Bangin' on an old guitar And singin' what I had to say I always thought our house was haunted But nobody said boo to me I never did get what I wanted Now I get what I need It's been a slow turnin' From the inside out A slow turnin' But you come about Slow learnin' But you learn to sway A slow turnin' baby Not fade away Now I'm in my car I got the radio on I'm yellin' at the kids in the back seat 'Cause they're bangin' like Charlie Watts You think you've come so far In this one horse town Then she's laughin' that crazy laugh 'Cause you haven't left the parkin' lot Time is short and here's the damn thing about it You're gonna die, gonna die for sure And you can learn to life with love or without it But there ain't no cure There's just a... It's been a slow turnin' From the inside out A slow turnin' But you come about |
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from John Hiatt - Slow Turning (2005)
Maybe your mama didn't treat you right,
Maybe her intentions weren't even very good Maybe my daddy lay awake at night Imagining himself in some other neighborhood Left to our own devices Like maybe they were too Out on the open road And wonderin' what to do You ask how we got here baby don't ask how That was sometime other than now It takes what it takes, that's what they told us girl We've done a lot of dumb things, we'll probably do some more On two different paths, runnin' 'round in different worlds We finally found each other, who we were lookin' for Now I see my own reflection When I give my love to you And it's shot back like an arrow So straight and true You ask how we got here baby don't ask how That was sometime other than now I'm not leavin' baby The future's comin' right here and now And maybe tomorrow we can't take it I'm not grievin' baby anymore The past is gone And we can't fake it, so baby let's make it With this love of ours somehow A little bit of fear, you know it goes a long way It's followed us around since we were little kids With just a little faith, well maybe baby someday We will find the strength, the strength to forgive It don't come all of a sudden But when it comes at last You could blink your eyes and miss it It happens so fast You ask how we got here baby don't ask how That was sometime other than now |
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from John Hiatt - Slow Turning (2005)
I woke up in a hotel and I didn't know what to do
I turned the TV on and wrote a letter to you The news was talkin' 'bout a dragnet up on the interstate Said they were lookin' for a Cadillac with Tennessee plates Since I left California baby, things have gotten worse Seems the land of opportunity for me is just a curse Tell that judge in Bakersfield that my trial will have to wait Down here they're lookin' for a Cadillac with Tennessee plates It was somewhere in Nevada, it was cold outside She was shiverin' in the dark, so I offered her a ride Three bank jobs later, four cars hot wired We crossed the Mississippi like an oil slick fire If they'd known what we was up to they wouldn't 'a let us in When we landed in Memphis like original sin Up Elvis Presley Boulevard to the Graceland gates See we were lookin' for a Cadillac with Tennessee plates Well, there must have been a dozen of them parked in that garage And there wasn't one Lincoln and there wasn't one Dodge And there wasn't one Japanese model or make Just pretty, pretty Cadillacs with Tennessee plates She saw him singing once when she was seventeen And ever since that day she's been living in between I was never king of nothin' but this wild weekend Anyway he wouldn't care, hell he gave them to his friends Well this ain't no hotel I'm writin' you from It's the Tennessee prison up at Brushy Mountain Where yours sincerely's doin' five to eight Stampin' out my time makin' Tennessee plates |
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from John Hiatt - Slow Turning (2005)
Whatever you don't follow that shot, she rang those words out with all she got
With a baby and the laundry in the Chevrolet, well he thought about following anyway But he drove 'em to the strip mall laundromat, In his three day beard and his red man hat Trudy washed their bell bottom jeans, while that baby just sat there lookin' mean Trudy and Dave They're out of their minds Trudy and Dave They're out of their minds Well David put a match to a Lucky Strike And the smoke curled up 'round his head how he liked, It made him feel a little mysterious 'Til Trudy said "David honey, what about us?" So he thought about them and those shots ringing out And other things he shouldn't be thinking about Like how it wasn't them at all, just life that was mean And how a twenty dollar pistol made him feel so clean Trudy and Dave They're out of their minds Trudy and Dave They're out of their minds Didn't mean to do it baby, but I did it for love The same shot his Daddy heard before him A shot that can really blow you away And when it is fired his mama told him " David, you'll follow it to your grave" Well Trudy and Dave, those crazy kids Had a baby of their own and you heard what they did In the middle of a strip mall shots rang out Shots heard all over the world no doubt 'Cause it was there in the paper the very next day 'Bout a couple and a baby and a Chevrolet Who shot up an automatic teller machine Took the money for the laundry and drove away clean Trudy and Dave They're out of their minds Trudy and Dave They're out of their minds |
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| from John Hiatt - Perfectly Good Guitar (2005) | |||||
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