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Wyoming
02:51
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The sun comes up, and I try to get drunk,
And nothin' happens, baby, thank God
I'm lookin' out West, and I'm failin' in health
And I'm sailin' the breadth of the Lord
Old river flowin' in secrets
Winding and waning and deepened
[CHORUS]
You're just the Devil, and that's alright -
I got plenty of Devil in me
Oh, don't you settle for time, sweet time
When you're waitin' for you to be free
Plastered and peeled 'cross lavender fields
I'm breakin', yet toe up the line
Suckered and squealed, pleading for appeal,
I'm jailed and tossed in the mines
[CHORUS]
Grass of emerald, down the hillside
And our mansion, double-wide
And our mansion, double-wide
The sun comes up - I try to get drunk
I'm not into feelin' no more
I never been to the ocean - my ship is still sunk
I'm drunk & I'm dealin' with whores
[PRE CHORUS]
[CHORUS x2]
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2. |
America First
02:36
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Why don't we liberate these United States,
We're the ones that need it worst.
Let the rest of the world help us for a change,
And let's rebuild America first.
Our highways an' bridges are fallin' apart:
Who's blessed an' who has been cursed?
There's things to be done all over the world,
But let's rebuild America first.
Who's on the Hill and who's watchin' the valley?
An' who's in charge of it all?
God bless the army an' God bless our liberty,
And dadgum the rest of it all.
Yeah, men in position are backin' away:
Freedom is stuck in reverse.
Let's get out of Iraq an' get back on the track,
And let's rebuild America first.
Why don't we liberate these United States,
We're the ones who need it the most.
You think I'm blowin smoke? Boys it ain't no joke.
I make twenty trips a year from coast to coast.
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Church Street
03:44
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Sorrow is deep and it's wide
Running over life like water on the windows
Grandpa's off on a concrete slab
Everywhere the wind blows
There's a thousand words to say
You can't capture 'fore they run away, and
Somethin's shuddering sweetly
'Neath the sound of neon graffiti
Somethin's shuddering sweetly
'Neath the sound of neon graffiti
If I could see you tonight,
I wouldn't get healed, and my heart would still rattle
It ain't made outta steel
It just knows better than to lose what matters
There's a thousand prayers to pray
Only one says what needs to be said, and
CHORUS
There's still impossible loads / bringin' down the back of every fisher of men
With water laid at his toes / he's still gettin' thirsty again and again
With every separate step,
Freedom is lonely, and the taste is bitter
But it ain't second-guessed
Abel raise no Cain, Mama raise no quitters
There's a thousand steps to take
Stumble & fall - make it your own way, and
CHORUS
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Atlantic City
03:31
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Well, they blew up the Chicken Man in Philly last night
And they blew up his house, too
Down on the boardwalk they're ready for a fight
Gonna see what them racket boys can do
Now there's trouble busin' in from outta state
And the D.A. can't get no relief
Gonna be a rumble on the promenade
And the gamblin' commissioner's hangin' on by the skin of his teeth
Everything dies, baby, that's a fact
But maybe everything that dies some day comes back
Put your makeup on, fix your hair up pretty
And meet me tonight in Atlantic City
Well, I got a job and I put my money away
But I got the kind of debts that no honest man can pay
So I drew out what I had from the Central Trust
And I bought us two tickets on that Coast City bus
Everything dies, baby, that's a fact
But maybe everything that dies some day comes back
Put your makeup on, fix your hair up pretty
And meet me tonight in Atlantic City
Now our luck may have died and our love may be cold
But with you forever I'll stay
We'll be goin' out where the sand turns to gold
But put your stockings on, 'cause it might get cold
Oh, everything dies, baby, that's a fact
But maybe everything that dies some day comes back
Put your makeup on, fix your hair up pretty
And meet me tonight in Atlantic City
Now I've been a-lookin' for a job, but it's hard to find
There's winners and there's losers and I'm south of the line
Well, I'm tired of gettin' caught out on the losin' end
But I talked to a man last night, gonna do a little favor for him
Well, everything dies, baby, that's a fact
But maybe everything that dies some day comes back
Put your makeup on, fix your hair up pretty
And meet me tonight in Atlantic City
Oh, meet me tonight in Atlantic City
Oh, meet me tonight in Atlantic City
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Last Train to Ontario
04:01
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Snowflakes fall on your old, grey wool coat
And I fall right down with 'em
Ain't it all ... so cold, up in smoke?
In your painted walls - could you ever forgive 'em?
You can catch me on the last tra-ain to Ontario
You can catch me on the last tra-ain to Ontario
Baby, how come you always gotta go down swingin'
Blindly striking everyone you begin with?
Like a rose, to my heart, that's singin'
The world's so much better with you in it
CHORUS
I can't forget you
Who ever thought they could?
Now I'm tryin' to convince you
The lonesome path just ain't no good OH!
Ah, you got it - if you want it, if you need
If you wanna stop pretending everyone's out to get you
You better come right back, and get off your knees
You got a man right here ready to forgive you
CHORUS
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Nigel Walsh Los Angeles, California
Nigel Walsh is a singer-songwriter from California. After playing piano nearly all his life, he spent his last $100 on a guitar in 2009. Thanks to his showmanship and talent for writing infectious, compelling songs, his performances have prompted comparisons to Bob Dylan, Ray Lamontagne and The Band. Nigel is currently touring to promote his upcoming album "Forces of Nature." ... more
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