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Going Home
02:33
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Big ole world gonna keep on spinnin'
Stars and stripes gonna keep on clinging
To yesterday’s leftover supper
My body and my soul are getting tougher
I’m gonna take your wings and fly away
I’m gonna take your wings and fly away
Machines are running our lives these days
Heartless metal soakin' diesel or sun rays
But the wild side will always win
The soil is pregnant with sprouts and sin
I’m gonna take your wings and fly away
I’m gonna take your wings and fly away
Chorus:
I’m going home, to those buildings oh so tall
Way up high
Scrapin’ the sky or scrapin’ together
Everything we ever wanted
Systems crashing and our worlds gonn end
All those banks got no money to lend
Grass is growin' round our industry
And there’s no one here but you and me
I’m gonna take your wings and fly away
I’m gonna take your wings and fly away
The birds have taken over the earth now
The sky’s too full of our souls now
Wandering lost from our robot shells
The birds they coo with our wild yells
I’m gonna take your wings and fly away
I’m gonna take your wings and fly away
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In the family waiting room, dear
Tucked in the corner down the hall
I've been wishin on a bright bright star
Speak your truth and watch it fall
I’ve been loving him for so long
Dady’s son the day he was born
He grew up strong he was a rascal youth
I never thought I’d have to choose
Chorus
Please don’t ask me to let me baby go
You know I’d rather that he stay
Please don’t ask me to let my baby go
Today just ain’t that day
I've been listening to him for so many years
Stories they fall right off his lips
Now I only catch half the words half the time
And half the words they don’t make sense
You know he;s always been a fighter
Never one to toss it in
Now he can’t tell night from day
His body’s overtaken him
You know I'd walk out in the storm dear
I’d shake my fists at the devil’s grin
But these long days and sleepless nights
I can’t stomach the pain you’re in
The time has come to make our peace now
The swelling tide can not be turned
I’ll lay me down beside my baby boy
Hold him tightly till he’s safely home
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3. |
Another Home
04:06
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I lift those bags up high above my head
Another home another dead
My muscles ache and body’s getting sore
But I can’t lay them down upon the cold floor
They’ll get e flag and they’ll shoot their guns off high
Be laid to rest and their mama’s will cry
You can’t see their blood staining my hands
its running deeper in my heart and my veins
In the early morning of my daily welcome home
I wake up and I’m still holding on to their bones
Oh those brothers I carried
They left me buried
My blood is seething with the ghosts I laid to rest
Tried to drown them out but they’re coming for me at last
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4. |
Two Hearts
02:06
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It was a warm November
You stole my heart if I remember
Now the days they roll by, hearts they grow by
All the minutes that fit between
Its been a long time coming
I’ve spent so many years running away
But now I’m running towards you, I'm runnin' for you
We can sprout these wings and fly away
CHORUS
We’ve got two set of wings for flying
Two sets of feet for walking
Two minds bent on dreaming
Two hearts beating now as one
Oh that road it sure looks rocky
but it stretches out smooth soon as you start talking
all these roads untraveled, my feet on the gravel
tough as leather when I’m walking with you
I see those geese flying south to the border
migration song, always movin' on
but its a long way round, they’re always homeward bound
home ain’t nothing if it ain’t got you
CHORUS
A sky full of birds and they’re flying all around me
below on the solid ground, people lookin up at me
cause my feet ain’t touched the ground, since you been coming round
I found my wings when I found you
these two birds grown accustomed to dreaming
the full moon comes and the spirits take to wandering
and they’re scheming together dreams untethered
you can dream bigger when you’ve got two
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Mama’s comin' home again
yeah she’s hyped on meth again
Oh yeah she’s high as sin
You know I won’t be home when she comes callin'
I got this job at willie’s birds
I’ll keep it if I keep my word
I know the trouble that you’re in
but you know I don’t give two shits where you’re sleepin
CHORUS:
Cause i been wondering where you have been all these years
I’ve been wondering why i cried so many tears
Mama you’ve been so long comin'
I'm on the other side of wondering
You got your room at the astro motel
what more can you want from me now
you know you can’t come here
cause I got sweet babies I won’t let you near
They tell me that your hearts not working
Cant keep up with all your drinking
Oh I bet it never did
This mean old woman never had too much heart to give
CHORUS
Cold in the nights when you’re out roaming
Drugs run hot and they keep you going
Oh, you’d rather sink on in
To that haze of meth and benzodiazepine
Sip, sip, sip on that whiskey there
And you tip tip tip on that kitchen chair
And I caught you so many times before
This time that battle will leave you right there on the floor
CHORUS
Burned that bridge that you rode in on
Whipped the horse and now he's long gone
You've got nothing left to choose
You'll just take the quickest way to lose
Take your last sip and you’ll be dying
I'll Be there and i’ll be crying
But you know I won’t be
Callin' you back anywhere close to me
CHORUS
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6. |
It's Not What He Wants
02:00
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Jesus Christ wouldn't want me all alone
So far from my big ole family
He knows how much i love y mother dear
And now she's so far from me
Its not what he
Its not what he
Its not what he nor his daddy wants for me
Its not what he
It's not what he
It's not what he nor his daddy's wants for me
Little baby jesus was sweet and kind
wouldn't want me here detained
In this bed I can't move my legs
to get up and walk on down the line
Sweet religion's been in my heart
I don't bring it up for show
but my lord jesus is telling me
I've got something he wants you to know
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7. |
Too Strong
03:31
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I was raised up down a long dirt road
On the wrong side of town
Mama she she loved me, she kiss and she hug me
She would’ve laid her body down
From the sun when it’s rising, to the big orange setting
she worked her fingers to the bone
CHORUS:
She’s (I’m) too strong and too poor
To come and lay her troubles down at your door
She’s (I’m) too strong and too poor
Come on and lay it down
Got my sea legs when I was 18
Hauling aircraft cross the sea
Weren’t no jobs in my old hometown
And uncle sam he wanted me
Now my back is aching, my skin’s all leathered now
I’m as heartsick as I could be
CHORUS
Came on back to the same old dirt road
Never taught we could hope for more
I found me a job,and no matter how I try
I’m just barely scraping by
But I met me a sweet girl, she called me her captain
Then I lost her when I lost my second son
CHORUS
Oh this world has bled me dry
I feel my body breaking now
I’ve had love, and I’ve lost my fare share
I didn’t waste my time crying
Now time is running thin for this old man
But I’m not too proud for dyin'
CHORUS
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8. |
Take My Tears
03:01
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Never had no one that cared for me
No loving mother, only spite and misery
She cast me out the moment I was born
S blight on her health I was bringing her down
Into a marriage fired in pain
A hateful man who taught me fear
sons born and torn from my aching heart
I would have stayed but those fists tore me apart
CHORUS:
Take my tears, take all of em
I brought em here cause I don’t want em
I been cryin' all alone all these many years
I thought for a change I’d leave 'em here
Ran up the border, like a coyote in the night
Laying my burdens in my saviour’s light
But no redemption waited no end in sight
Only poverty to keep me struggling night after night
CHORUS
I'm aching and I can't get up
I've watched my life turn from ashes to dust
I've got no dreams, only heaven above
my tears, so many cried, I wish they'd just dry up
CHORUS
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9. |
Can't Come Home
04:37
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You’ve been riding
Working your body on down ‘til your mind lets go
You’ve been drinkin’ every night
You’re trying your best to make it right
It’s the only thing that makes you feel half alright
CHORUS
I know that you can’t come home
I know that you can’t come home
I know that you can’t come home until you know
Where you belong
They threw your body
On the gears of the war machine and it was rumbling
You lost yourself out on that road
You come on home and you’re all full of holes
You try and patch it up, but it just don’t hold
CHORUS
I’ll hold you tighter
At night I can feel your heart and it’s slipping away
We tried to build a home and I sure hoped you’d stay
But that look in your eyes, I can tell you’re miles away
And I’ll be working on this love until my dying day
CHORUS
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10. |
Wayfaring Stranger
02:35
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I'm just a poor wayfarin' stranger,
Travelin' through this world below.
There's no sickness, toil, nor danger,
In that bright land to which I go.
I'm goin' there to see my mother
I'm going there no more to roam
I'm just goin' over Jordan.
I'm only goin' over home.
I know dark clouds will gather 'round me,
I know my way is rough and steep.
But beauteous fields lay all before me,
Where spirits do their vigils keep.
I'm goin' there to see my Mother.
She said she'd meet me when I come.
So, I'm just goin' over Jordan.
I'm just goin' over home.
I want to wear a crown of glory
when I get home to that bright land
I want to sing salvation's story
in concert with that blood washed band
I'm goin' there to see my saviour.
I'm goin there no more to roam
So, I'm just goin' over Jordan.
I'm only goin' over home.
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11. |
Grey Funnel Line
03:53
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Don't mind the rain or the rolling sea
The weary night never worries me
But the hardest time in a sailor's day
It's one more day on the Grey Funnel Line
The finest ship that sails the sea
Is still a prison for the likes of me
But give me wings like Noah's dove
I'll fly up harbour to the girl I love
It's one more day on the Grey Funnel Line
Oh Lord if dreams were only real
I'd feel my hands on that wooden wheel
And with all my heart I'd turn her round
It's one more day on the Grey Funnel Line
I'll pass the time like some machine
Until the waters turn to green
Then I'll dance on down that walk ashore
And sail the Grey Funnel Line no more
It's one more day on the Grey Funnel Line
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12. |
Rickety Tickety Tin
01:52
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About a maid I'll sing a song, rickety tickety tin
About a maid I'll sing a song, she didn't have her family long
Not only did she do them wrong,
But she did very one of them in, them in, she did every one of them in
Her mother she could never stand, rickety tickety tin
He sister she could never stand and so a cyanide soup she planned
The sister died with a spoon in her hand,
And her face in a hideous grin, a grin, her face in a hideous grin
One day when she had nothing to do, rickety tickety tin
One day when she had nothing to do she cut her baby brother in two
And served him up as an irish stew, and invited the neighbours in,
'bours in, invited the neighbours in
One morning in a fit of pique, rickety tickety tin
One morning in a fit of pique she she drowned her brother in the creek
the water tasted bad for a week, and we had to make do with gin,
with gin, we had to make do with gin.
She set her mother's hair on fire, rickety tickety tin
She set her mother's hair on fire and as the flames rose higher
She danced around the funeral pyre, playing a violin, 'olin, playing a violin
And when at last the police came by, rickety tickety tin
And when at last the police came by her little pranks she did not deny
For to do so she would have had to lie, and lying she knew was a sin,
a sin, lying she knew was a sin
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