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I don't wanna go on
all night and day
waitin' on you to come back home
only to go away
I don't wanna love you
I don't wanna love you in vain
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When I look at you, my love
I see my last chance
to escape this burning house
but I only wanna dance
in flickering light
of a river of fire we can't swim in twice
when I look at you
I see something blue
something strange enough
it could be true
I can find the place
where the knife went through
when you look at me, my love
am I an avalanche
or somebody looking back at you
offering a hand?
through flickering light
of a river of fire we can't swim in twice
when I look at you
I see something blue
something strange enough
it could be true
could you find the place
where the knife went through?
when I look at you
I see something blue
something strange enough
it could be true
if I put my hand
would you put yours, too
where the knife went through
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3. |
Memphis
06:01
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I gotta get back out on that open road
where the time don't ask and the big wind blows
I could go on out on that long road
til the wheels come off or my heart's gone cold
I could hope for the best or drink til I shake
waitin' on you to come back someday
or I could go on out on the Great Plains
I could stick around or I can leave today
I just hope I got enough to get to Memphis
then I'll have enough to Baton Rouge
then I'll keep on riding west for Texas
hell, I haven't got a single thing to lose
what if my heart is weary now as it is restless?
I just hope I got enough to get to Memphis
I can forget the past and find someone else
I can push so hard but only time will tell
if that was just love that faded in a rearview mirror
I gotta step away to see a little more clear
I gotta step away to see the road, dear
or I can burn out and mean nothin to no one
I can say I tried when I was young
I can lie to myself, but I know the truth
is always gonna end up bleeding right through
I just hope I got enough to get to Memphis
then I'll have enough for Baton Rouge
I'll keep on riding west for Texas
hell, I haven't got a single thing to lose
what if my heart is weary now as it is restless?
I just hope I got enough to get to Memphis
I just hope I got enough to get to Memphis
then I'll have enough to Baton Rouge
then I'll keep on riding west for Texas
hell, I haven't got a single thing to lose
what if my heart is weary now as it is restless?
I just hope I got enough to get to Memphis
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4. |
Jane In Another Life
03:56
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Jane Marie lived in yesterday
and she prayed to St. Christoper at night
one morning she was here
but left for the by and by
that's when I see Jane in another light
that's when I see Jane in another life
what if Jane was young again today?
who would say a prayer for her at night
if she went out one morning and never said goodbye?
that's when I see Jane in another light
that's when I see Jane in another life
Gone was Jane
when tomorrow came
and the men had no lunches for work
no one was in the kitchen and wrinkles in the shirts
that's when I see Jane in another light
that's when I see Jane in another life
Jane Marie lived in yesterday
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5. |
Tears Keep Coming
03:57
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I cried last night
in cold moonlight
one thousand miles away from Franklin Street
the doctor sighs
says, "stay inside"
nobody here has worked in weeks
the shops downtown got boards on the doors
and the mailman ain't singin' anymore
and the heartaches came by the dozen
and the tears keep comin'
today I laughed
some pain had passed
had eyes as bright as sunlight hitting snow
for those gone home to rest
and all that lies ahead
all the clowns on TV claim to know...
everything to keep from yesterday
while today the ballad box rots away
and if tomorrow changes nothing
let the tears keep comin'
"it's finally dead"
an old friend said
when the hum of traffic disappeared
but I bet the Lake is still blue
as the loneliness is true
looking through a cigar box of souvenirs
if I make a tin can telephone
would you talk to me
as if we hadn't grown
and there's nothin'
that still means somethin'
let the tears keep comin
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lyin' awake
in the city of snakes
with Great Lake water runnin'
through my veins
I'm being pulled away
like pallets on the freight
that labors by
shakin' pictures off the walls
and outta my mind
I'm been' pulled away
starin' at my feet
on the hardwood floor
thinkin' what's stashed beneath
the boards...
things I said and didn't mean
and some photos that I took
through stained glass eyes
are scars like atoms
on endless time
I'm bein' pulled away
you won't have to tell me twice
I keep one foot out the door all night
when the wind blows
she's on my mind
every year around this time
after every storm and equinox
time forges ahead
and we pull back clocks
winter is here
and summer is never gone
and I cashed out on all the cans
I drained
and went west on a nervous holiday
I'm being pulled away
you won't have to tell me twice
I keep one foot out the door all night
when the wind blows
she's on my mind
every year around this time
lying' awake in the city of snakes
with trains derailin' inside of my brain
you won't have to tell me twice
I keep one foot out the door all night
when the wind blows
she's on my mind
every year around this time
oo la lala, la lala, oo la lala, la lala
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7. |
Gate City Snow
04:46
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one more time
I tell myself I'll change
while drugs run figure eights
around my brain
I ditch Walker back for Hiatt Street
I think about folks who weather storms like me
the snow don't fall the same off the Lake
the cold cold wind don't blow quite the same
mama, I'm alright.
it's snowing on the gate city tonight
folks line up to learn their ABCs
to jettison their heads from one more week
we're spinnin' out and strugglin' on the hills
with breath like smoke off a copper still
the snow don't fall the same off the Lake
the cold cold wind don't blow quite the same
mama, I'm alright.
it's snowing on the gate city tonight
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8. |
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are you cuttin' off the light?
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9. |
Gangway Blues
02:31
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one more winter's snowdrifts
and chilly springtime rain
along with gutter garbage
are running toward the drain
and I relive a memory from a long time ago
runnin' to the train in wet kitchen clothes
passin' a woman on the street with a broken heart
blowin' her nose and standing by a flower cart
standin on the threshold
of the future and the past
time was turning slowly
how the years crept up so fast
I recall the cold and standing in the gangway
just before I overdosed on New Year's Day
thinkin' of the kid in the soggy cotton clothes
with some quarters in a coffee can for a ticket home
and if that woman from the street ever had a place to go
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10. |
I Need To Know
04:09
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11. |
Fine Print
03:29
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I've got bags beneath my shades like saggy gutters
a day takes a week
a month takes a year
the table has a leg unlike the others
spilled the last drop of the last bottle of cheer
all my friends are sad and lonely
seems everybody has lost their mind
all the years we think will creep up slowly
read like fine print in a contract there was no choice but to sign
and there's your name right on that dotted line
by now Saturday night
is a burned out neon light
silhouettes of old heads hangin' low
another shot, a liver spot, and years come and go
summer ends and then the afterglow
all my friends are sad and lonely
seems everybody has lost their mind
all the years we think will creep up slowly
read like fine print in a contract there was no choice by to sign
and there's your name right on that dotted line
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