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Blue Ridge Days
03:25
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BLUE RIDGE DAYS
Tennessee you rained so hard I’d swear you didn’t know me
Now and then I catch your glance across the room
Behind me, overshadowed by a stronger, better man
I’m Midwest bound, my Blue Ridge days behind
Said it’s been a long day
And I know I’m gonna miss this someday
But the Mississippi’s full of wrath for a city boy on a river raft
Love let me be
February made the 5th of May a romance
Sorting through the mail and spare change in the pond
Lyndale sounds like something I’ll remember when I’m old
Those songs I hope you’ll sing when I am gone
Said it’s been a long day
It seems love’s a pretty girl on the subway
But she walks so fast on the overpass and she’s never going my way
Love let me be
Said it’s been a long day
It seems love’s a fleeting thought on the interstate
Like a crash in a dream stuck repeating a scene
it will surely drive you mad
Love let me be
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2. |
Winterset
03:47
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WINTERSET
Brother please tell me a story in hopes that my hands will stop shaking
Sister we're far from home and the demons that daddy's been drinking
Mama quit throwing the china and daddy breaks down in the kitchen
There's a rooster that calls to the oncoming
And we'll sing to the morning a lullaby song as it dreams
The moment away
Dreamily speaking in tangents in shade of our trampoline
Hoping the innocence holds as reality peeks through the screen
Hiding in Holliwell Bridge at the end of our make believe scene
There's a monster that chases where no one dare go
And he's taking our fears and he'll curse them below to the river delta
So take your sins take your pain and we'll send them on this train
As we stand at the edge of the night
All the lights on the street casting shadows on your feet
And the ghosts as they hide in the leaves
On the rails as we run to that old Midwestern sun
Then to play in the taconite hills
Sister Please close your eyes as the old oil lantern burns weaker
Imagine a new little town, you're a movie star I'll be a preacher
Till then rest your head little child on the window sill next to the speaker
There's a heavenly hosts with the wind in their wings
And they’re holding their candles in chorus they'll sing
Halleluiah
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Bedsheets and Brooms
03:34
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BEDSHEETS & BROOMS
I'll make a way for you
With paths that only you and I know
You'll carry home with you
For where you will go we'll be there too
Dressed in our coats and our Sunday shoes
We'll build our city as we choose
Cereal boxes paper and glue
And there we will wait for you
On our sky scrapers with telescope hands
A prodigal homecoming band
So look to me friend
If your feet can walk I think that mine can
Too young to laugh too old for crying
As fortunate souls we filled our homes with brighter years
These things I hope to be true
In our city made of bedsheets and brooms
We'll not let our sore souls intrude
As finally now I do believe
The old silver creek and the sound of the streets
Were something of warmth and home to me
For though they so vividly conspired
They quickly regress for the mind to retire
A squirrel trapezing a telephone wire
But look to me then
If the city should fall while we are growing
Too old to laugh too old for dying
I'll sing you a song of cities strong that you might hear
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