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Gasoline
04:11
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Sarah woke Stanley in the middle of the night
She was coming apart at the seams
She was having trouble coping with the nightmare
Known as the American Dream
She said I'm tired of wasting my paychecks
On the bills that come in between
This time I think I'm gonna take my money
And trade it for some gasoline
Gasoline, Gasoline--what have we got to lose
Gasoline, Gasoline--come on drive away these blues
She said, what happened to the dreamer that I married
I can't reach you through the roar of the TV
Now we're chained to all the things we thought we wanted
And we've forgotten what it is that makes us free
Well the highway runs right through this town
Out to places that I've never seen
All it takes is four wheels and a willing heart
And some money for gasoline
Gasoline, Gasoline--what have we got to lose
Gasoline, Gasoline--come on drive away these blues
Morning found Stanley in an empty bed
There was a note by the coffee machine
She took the keys to the car, some cash from the jar
It was said that she got away clean
Cause a drunk has got to have his whiskey
And a smoker needs that nicotine
All a dreamer really needs is a Buick
And some money for gasoline
Gasoline, Gasoline--what have we got to lose
Gasoline, Gasoline--come on drive away these blues
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Drunkard Moon
04:58
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Here comes Joe and Rosetta, arm in arm for balance and possibly in love
Seems they somehow fell in together in this tangled world of push and shove
With bruises on her knees and holes in his sleeves they've fought gravity a time or two
And bloodshot eyes match these scarlet skies beneath the shelter of a drunkard moon
Creases and wrinkles in faces reflecting every choice they ever made
Like two weary veterans they stagger down the street all in their own parade
Each had a dream they could not redeem, sweet music that fell out of tune
So now they waltz to the verses of car horns and curses beneath the cover of a drunkard moon
So God bless the souls who count the hours between the dark and the light
When the chill comes around after the sun goes down and there's no home in sight
But Joe he bummed some change and everything will be working out soon
They'll be smiling tonight, drowning in the light, in the light of a drunkard moon
So I sit in my car in the take out lane on a busy avenue
And I pay for my poison while I think of tomorrow as just another day to get through
Back home in my chair I pull out my hair pretending that I am immune
While Rosetta and Joe sift through rays of hope beneath the gaze of a drunkard moon
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These are the Days
03:43
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Found that picture of you and I in Colorado
Bundled up like two kids making angels in the snow
We made love in that old El Camino
Ten degrees and falling but it never felt that cold
And now we wander through the past and we dream about the future
Seems we never notice the right here and now
These are the days that flow into our memory
These are the memories we weave into our lives
This is the life and the stuff that dreams are made of
And if we dare to live it now then we can say
Baby, these are the days
Who knows where time is going to take us
We're bound to travel that much is guaranteed
But in the end its love that will make us
Not how much we take but it's more in what we leave
We can't be satisfied tomorrow
'Til we remember how to live for today
These are the days that flow into our memory
These are the memories we weave into our lives
This is the life and the stuff that dreams are made of
And if we dare to live it now then we can say
Baby, these are the days
Seems we take so much for granted
What little moments slip through our hands
These are the days that flow into our memory
These are the memories we weave into our lives
This is the life and the stuff that dreams are made of
And if we dare to live it now then we can say
Baby, these are the days
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4225 Wellington Arms
03:17
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I took my last 20 dollars and put it in the pocket
Of her old blue jeans thrown across a chair
And I tried not to wake her 'cause she probably would take it
And by the time she finds it, it could have come from anywhere
4225 Wellington Arms
I'm walking out past Barbie dolls and cars
On Saturday she sleeps late
By Sunday they will know I'm gone from
4225 Wellington Arms
Them kids ain't mine but they mind me most all the time
And that little one's gonna look just like her momma
If I was a better man, if I was worth a damn
I'd stay and make this broken house a home
4225 Wellington Arms
I'm walking out past Barbie dolls and cars
On Saturday she sleeps late
By Sunday they will know I'm gone from
4225 Wellington Arms
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Take My Heart
03:36
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Have you ever played with chance
or hopped a ride on a hobo train?
Or stood alone on a lonesome highway
and felt the blood pumping in your veins?
Girl your love's like a wild ride
You make me crazy but you keep me sane
You take me to the brink
And bring me back again and again and again and again
So why don't you take my heart
A little love will make it good as new
Why don't you take my heart
Sweetheart I'm in love with you
Sweetheart I'm in love with you
Fog is rolling on the cotton fields
Night is falling on the delta farms
The smell of earth, the chill of nighttime
And your memory to keep me warm
I got your picture in the dashboard light
I keep it with me like a good luck charm
And I pray when the morning finds me
I'll be reeling in your loving arms
So why don't you take my heart
A little love will make it good as new
Why don't you take my heart
Sweetheart I'm in love with you
Sweetheart I'm in love with you
I don't reckon that I'll get to heaven
I really doubt there's a place for me
But little darling where you send me
'Bout as close as I'll ever be
So why don't you take my heart
A little love will make it good as new
Why don't you take my heart
Sweetheart I'm in love with you
Sweetheart I'm in love with you
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Cynthianna
03:10
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Shenandoah's in her blood
And it cuts right through her soul
And in it's silt and in it's mud
She's made holy, she's made whole
Cynthianna lies between the valleys of my sleep
And whispers in the dark
Says we are love and we are free
And I've come to believe
With Cythianna in my heart
She's far away like mountain skies
Untouchable it seems
But here where fortune smiles
She comes down and touches me
Cynthianna lies between the valleys of my sleep
And whispers in the dark
Says we are love and we are free
And I've come to believe
With Cythianna in my heart
Between the waking and the dream
She is always here with me
Cynthianna lies between the valleys of my sleep
And whispers in the dark
Says we are love and we are free
And I've come to believe
With Cythianna in my heart
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Hey Paul Revere
04:29
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Every weekend, as sure as the sunrise
Larry gets up and dressed to go
He shares his coffee with G. Gordon Liddy
and the inquiring minds on talk radio
And he's filled with a sense of higher purpose
to defend his home from government intrigue
He's so excited, he can't wait to join his comrades
as he slips into his camoflage fatigues
Hey Paul Revere, you got my ear
One if by land, two if by sea
Spread the word, there's a brand new revolution
It's gonna save us all from democracy
He's prepared for the coming confrontation
a patriot, he's eager for the call
With a warehouse full of AK-47s
and a poster of Charlton Heston on the wall
Hey Paul Revere, you got my ear
One if by land, two if by sea
Spread the word, there's a brand new revolution
It's gonna save us all from democracy
Larry knows that the aliens are watching
and communists still run the U.N.
And there's a plot to bring back Village People
and destroy our moral fiber from within
But he's inspired by the story of a little man
who had some great big fun in Germany
As he cleans his rifle, he dreams of a better day
he'll be ready, just you wait and see
Hey Paul Revere, you got my ear
One if by land, two if by sea
Spread the word, there's a brand new revolution
It's gonna save us all from democracy
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Easier
04:46
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This bottle's made of glass
Its shape is smooth and round
These hands are made of clay
They're gonna let that Genie out
It's just easier to pick it up
Than it is to put it down
Me, I don't like working much
It don't agree with me somehow
But I love to play this guitar
I love that deep and hollow sound
It's just easier to pick it up
Than it is to put it down
If I could sleep forever
I might lay my body down
But all my dreams just fade away
And leave me hanging 'round
And I see sweet Coretta coming
Coming for to carry me down
She's looking good but I know
She spreads her love all over town
She says its easier to pick it up
Than it is to put it down
This bottle's made of glass
Its shape is smooth and round
These hands are made of clay
They're gonna let that Genie out
It's just easier to pick it up
Than it is to put it down
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Long Way Home
04:11
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Meet me behind the backstop, old and rusted by the rain
Just off the county blacktop, I think you know the place
And we'll drive off alone, turn up the radio
Wait for our song and take the long way home
Your Daddy's gunning for me, no one's gonna take his little girl
He's got us running honey, but he can't save you from this world
And he thinks this thing won't last and that we're moving much too fast
We'll prove him wrong and take the long way home
Take the long way home
We'll take one last ride through this town, drive on past the turn-around
And keep on going
Darkened windows and empty streets, no one's there to watch us leave
Or see the tailights glowing
And it don't matter where we go, New York City, or old Mexico
Lets just get gone and take the long way home
Take the long way home
Take the long way home
Take the long way home
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Promise of a Dream
05:26
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In an old Salvation Army store the south side of Little Rock
Maria sits with items other folks have written off
Broken toys and radios torn books and rhinestone rings
Maria finds a place for most everything
This afternoon she told me all about her glory days
As she stared off in the distance at something far away
She said
All that glitters is not gold
There's more to the story than we are told
We're born and we die and somewhere in between
We get by on the promise of a dream
She said she danced on TV back in 1968
Dressed in knee high go-go boots and sexy gold lame
She was one of Dean Martin's finest back when life had just begun
She said he called his girls Gold Diggers 'cause they shined like the sun
But as the daylight faded slipping lower in the sky
Maria held a picture and wiped a teardrop from her eye
As she said
All that glitters is not gold
There's more to the story than we are told
We're born and we die and somewhere in between
We get by on the promise of a dream
I had a funny feeling when I left her store today
And on the news at six o'clock they said old Dean had passed away
And I started feeling sorry that I never had the chance
To hear him sing a song and watch Maria dance
And tonight my dream awakens me like a ghost out in the hall
And I wonder if what I'm chasing is really there at all
'Cause I know
All that glitters is not gold
There's more to the story than we are told
We're born and we die and somewhere in between
We get by on the promise of a dream
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Henry Ford
03:23
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It's a black-top prairie, it's shining steel
It's a hungry nation trapped behind the wheel
A computer chip where the memory's stored
Guess we owe it all to Henry Ford
Now don't get me wrong, I love rolling free
And I'm a hypocrite of high degree
I love to feel the wind and hear the engines roar
I guess I owe it all to Henry Ford
And it's the traveling life I like the most
And with these wheels I go coast to coast
But once I'd like to see how it was before
When we were moved by beauty not Henry Ford
They say in the middle was a sea of grass
With a lonely trail through the mountain pass
To a land of plenty where the eagle soared
Before the trains and Henry Ford
Well I don't know but I've been told
That it was freedom and a lust for gold
But the highway stops at the Western shore
And you can't change that Henry Ford
No you can't change that Henry Ford
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Twisted
03:45
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You've been practicing your lines
Trying to keep the story straight
But it's the silence there in between
That carries all the weight
You won't help me lift this burden
You just watch me suffocate
You're so twisted
You're so twisted
You're so twisted
And it's a banquet for the loser
So serve me up some crow
Leave me choking on those tender things
I said not long ago
You won't let me leave the table
'Cause you're still waiting for the show
You're so twisted
You're so twisted
You're so twisted
So cruel and unkind, you're an evil mastermind
You build me up just to tear me apart
Once a servant at your feet, now a vagrant in the street
I'm a victim of your crooked heart
You're so twisted
You're so twisted
You're so twisted
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We Built a Fire
04:14
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Once we built a fire and let it burn all night
Felt the heat and light
Let it burn all night
Once we drank some wine and talked 'till dawn
Laughed and carried on
Talked 'till dawn
Seems like many years ago
But it still keeps us warm
Once we built a fire
And let it burn all night
Now we stay at home and tend this flame
Watch him dance and play
In his curious way
The future isn't ours but it's got our name
This tender flame
Has our name
He feeds on love and trust
And grows beyond the two of us
Once we built a fire
And now we tend this flame
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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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