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Song for Bob
03:33
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Got all of his records at home in a stack
I still think his best effort was "Blood on the Tracks"
He made me a promise, I know it sounds strange
But I guess I'm still waiting for the times to change
The line it was drawn, the battle did rage
But now the rebels drive Hummers and self medicate
And sleep while the furniture gets re-arranged
Guess I'm still waiting for the times to change
Pour me a strong one, let it flow through my veins
Got to get a little sideways before I see straight
And I'll hum an old number the jukebox won't play
Guess I'm still waiting for the times to change
In one fiery moment the whole world was undone
The tears that we shed ran together as one
But the king thought it better to launch a crusade
Guess I'm still waiting for the times to change
Pour me a strong one, let it flow through my veins
Got to get a little sideways before I see straight
And I'll hum an old number the jukebox won't play
Guess I'm still waiting for the times to change
The waters did rise and the swimmin' commensed
But the king in his row boat did not take offense
To the cries of the weary just out of range
I hear they're still waiting for the times to change
Pour me a strong one, let it flow through my veins
Got to get a little sideways before I see straight
And I'll hum an old number the jukebox won't play
Guess I'm still waiting for the times to change
Got all of his records at home in a stack
I still think his best effort was "Blood on the Tracks"
He made me a promise, I know it sounds strange
But I guess I'm still waiting for the times to change
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Mona, Mona
03:22
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Mona, Mona where are you tonight?
You left us with this hole to fill
Mona Mona we hardly knew you but still
If you fly
among the stars
In the sky
Mona I will be looking for you there
Mona, Mona child of love and light
Sister to the rolling hills
Mona Mona the fire of life burned out but still
I can see
A face so clear
like a dream
Mona please don't let your light grow dim
Weary traveler are you finally home
what do your eyes behold?
But still I can see
a face so clear
Like a dream
Mona please don't let your light grow dim
And still if you fly
Among the stars
in the sky
Mona I will be looking for you there
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Shattered Glass
03:30
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Shattered glass, broken dreams
Much too fast, in no time it seems
Why do these things
Come to pass?
Shattered glass
Shattered glass, broken heart
Far too fast, torn apart
when do we start
to leave the past
shattered glass
As a rule, I try to avoid it
But these blues come at last
I build a wall but they always destroy it
'Till I'm sweeping up, shattered glass
As a rule, I try to avoid it
But these blues come at last
I build a wall but they always destroy it
'Till I'm sweeping up, shattered glass
Shattered glass, broken heart
Far too fast, torn apart
when do we start
to leave the past
shattered glass
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Blue State Boy
04:08
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My neighbors call me a liberal
But I just want to live free
They wave the flag and demand my allegiance
And use fear to silence me
I'm a blue state boy, just a little out of place
Such a blue state boy living in a red state
Then they ran off with Jesus
While he was preaching to the poor
They dress him up in their so called family values
Then send his children off to war
I'm a blue state boy just about to suffocate
Such a blue state boy living in a red state
It's a world out of kilter
Where everything leans to the Right
Where people say "These colors don't run"
And all they see is black and white
I'm a blue state boy, maybe I should emigrate
Such a blue state boy living in a red state
Above the hills in North Dakota
And the fields in Oklahoma
In the big sky of Montana
Over apple pie in Indiana
Upon the plains of Missouri
And sunlit lanes in Tennessee
In the arms of twilight overhead
Flies the old red white and red
Sometimes I dream of Illinois
God help a blue state boy
God help a blue state boy
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Dear Mrs. Boxer
02:29
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Dear Mrs. Boxer how can I win your love
You don't even know me, who am I?
But you were on the TV, speaking truth to power
Now I'm drowning in the ocean of your eyes
Please say it's not too late
Can I take you on a date?
For some stimulating conversation
In a hot tub by the lake
Mrs. Boxer, oh yeah
Mrs. Boxer, oh yeah
Mrs. Boxer
Dear Mrs. Boxer you thrill me to the bone
Dancing 'round the ring with style and grace
Floating like a butterfly, stinging like a bee
You put that corporate fat cat in his place
And hey its just a thought
But I know a happening spot
If you're free then I'll take you there
For beer and jello shots
Mrs. Boxer, oh yeah
Mrs. Boxer, oh yeah
Mrs. Boxer
Mrs. Boxer, oh yeah
Mrs. Boxer, oh yeah
Mrs. Boxer
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Shelly's Got the Wheel
03:36
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Back your truck up to the load my dear
Rev the engine let 'em know you're here
Wait for the flag make sure the track is clear
Then give it all you've got
Shelly's got the wheel, she can pull the weight
Loves the way it feels, she won't hesitate
2000 horses tied to memory and fate
Shelly's got the wheel
She's on a mission gonna make some noise
She's gonna show up all those country boys
She lost her lover now her only joy
Is driving his machine
Shelly's got the wheel, she can pull the weight
Loves the way it feels, she won't hesitate
2000 horses tied to memory and fate
Shelly's got the wheel
Chained to a ghost running on gasoline
Going the distance now she's the truck pull queen
Shelly's got the wheel, she can pull the weight
Loves the way it feels, she won't hesitate
2000 horses tied to memory and fate
Shelly's got the wheel
Shelly's got the wheel
Shelly's got the wheel
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Cecilia's Kitchen
02:41
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How can one man be so lucky?
I stumbled in from the cold
Hung my hat in that warm sanctuary
Where she served up salvation for my soul
She looked me up and down as I sat at the counter
She said boy you ain't been eatin' right
But once you get a taste of what I got cooking
You won't believe your appetite
And now I spend all my time in Cecillia's kitchen
She's all I'm thinking of
She sticks to my ribs like a slow cooked brisket
And she butters my buiscits with love
Turnip greens, creamy mashed potatoes
Butter beans that melt right in your mouth
I didn't know I was so hungry
That is until Cecilia laid it down
I spend all my time in Cecillia's kitchen
That's where I'm sittin' now
With a big slab of meatloaf, divine intervention
Good God Almighty, holy cow
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Dream Goin' Down
03:47
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He's got tethers holding him back
He tried but he never got that monkey off his back
His star is slowly fading you can barely see it now
All alone with a needle and a dream going down
A dream going down, a crack in the wall
Nobody hears the sound when an angel falls
You might never even notice, then one day you turn around
'Cause something woke you up a dream going down
She gazes in the mirror looking for someone
A girl she remembers, a rose blooming in the sun
She won't tell you she's unhappy with the way it all turned out
But there's a tear on her cheek and dream going down
A dream going down, a crack in the wall
Nobody hears the sound when an angel falls
You might never even notice, then one day you turn around
'Cause something woke you up a dream going down
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If I could write this song half as cool as Nick Lowe
No way I could go wrong if I sang it to you slow
But then again I'm clumsy, sometimes witless as a hack
So I'll just say I love you and pray you say it back
What's a dream without true devotion
What's the sky without the blue
What's a train with no locomotion
What am I without you?
If I could make you swoon just like Van Morrison
I'd sing about the moon until you were undone
If I can't leave you breathless then the best that I can do
Is confess that I am nothing darling without you
What's a dream without true devotion
What's the sky without the blue
What's a train with no locomotion
What am I without you?
If I could be John Prine, Rodney Crowell or Peter Case
The truth in every line would shine with grit and grace
But you know I can't do it, it would only be a sham
You would see right through it, honey, you know who I am
What's a dream without true devotion
What's the sky without the blue
What's a train with no locomotion
What am I without you?
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She Comes Around
03:26
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I play by the rules I stay on a narrow path
I never lose my cool, don't wish for things I cannot have
I've been good; I took my medicine, now everything is good
Safe inside this fortress strong
Then she comes around, the walls come down
She got me crazy for it now
Running through my veins, I go insane
She got me crazy for it now
Crazy for it now
Don't ever start a fire you can't trust the reckless wind
When you're walking on a wire balance is your only friend
I've been good, I took my medicine now everything is good
No more black, there's only gray
Then she comes around, the sun comes out
She got me crazy for it now
Running through my veins, I go insane
She got me crazy for it now
Crazy for it now
I've been good I took my medicine now everything is good
Safe inside this fortress strong
Then she comes around, the walls come down
She got me crazy for it now
Running through my veins, I go insane
She got me crazy for it now
Crazy for it now
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Nashville Blues
03:57
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She used to sit on his shoulder
When he was young, he would hold her
And they made love with pen and paper
Who would have dreamed that he'd forsake her
He lost his muse when she made him choose
Between her beauty and a bottle of booze
She left him cold like a blown out fuse
Now he's all alone with the Nashville blues
She was a gift taken for granted
A vision pure now dull and slanted
Sometimes he cries and tries to call her
But every night his voice gets smaller
He lost his muse when she made him choose
Between her beauty and a bottle of booze
She left him cold like a blown out fuse
Now he's all alone with the Nashville blues
He's haunted by the songs unwritten
Prays for the words that come unbidden
And a melody for the ages
In a silent room full of empty pages
He lost his muse when she made him choose
Between her beauty and a bottle of booze
She left him cold like a blown out fuse
Now he's best known for the Nashville blues
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Amerigo Vespucci
01:49
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I'm not as famous as Columbus or Ponce de Leon
Never sailed with Henry Hudson, for heaven's sake
Can't be compared to Verrazano, Cortez, or Coronado
Nowhere near as handsome as Sir Francis Drake
I didn't count on this/I never gave my consent
I'll admit/ Hell I'm flattered but just the same
Tell every map maker/ tell the president
That Amerigo Vespucci is taking back his name
Ask me why.......WHY
'Cause it used to stand for something
Ask me why...........WHY
It got lost along the way
Tell every map maker, tell the president
That Amerigo Vespucci is taking back his name
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Winds of Change
03:29
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When love is lost in bitter strife
When hatred burns and makes you blind
You cannot see the harm you do
The winds of change won't wait for you
When reason drowns in foolish pride
And you believe God's on your side
You think you own the only truth
The winds of change won't wait for you
Sometimes a storm knocks down the walls
The levies break and towers fall
And when that storm comes blowin' through
The winds of change won't wait for you
When justice dies without a sound
When fear and lies keep good men down
Freedom will fade in silence too
The winds of change won't wait for you
Sometimes a storm knocks down the walls
The levies break and towers fall
And when that storm comes blowin' through
The winds of change won't wait for you
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Donal Hinely Nashville, Tennessee
In 1994, Hinely left his hometown of Denton, TX and moved to Nashville. A prolific writer and recording artist, he has 17 albums to his credit including the folk chart topping Giants (2005). Hinely also entertains thousands of people each year at festivals and street fairs playing his glass harmonica. He learned to play the instrument from his late brother Terry, a self-taught master of the art. ... more
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