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Humid Air
04:45
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It’s an empty-hearted flea market
Trinkets stiff with rust
Guadeloupe virgins
Are mute with dust
In the humid air
Humid air
I’ve been there
If only in a dream
There was one lonesome cricket
Two distant dogs
And the edge of the highway
Is covered in fog
In the humid air
Humid air
I’ve been there
I think it was a dream
Well the dogs they bark in curses
The birds Hitchcockian
Perched up on the wire
So hungry and thin
In the humid air
Humid air
I’ve been there
If only in a nightmare
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It was so easy
To rob the bank
Dressed up like a man
Tipped her hat to thank
Teller read the note
To give me all your money
And shoot you, I won’t
No, shoot you, I won’t
But she didn’t have a gun
No she didn’t have a gun
No she didn’t need a gun
With her left hand in her pocket
Fifty thousand dollars she had
She had inside her bag
She took the long way back home
Took the long way
Took the long way back home
Peeling that beard off
And ditching the hat
It was as easy as that
It was so easy
To rob another bank
And another and another
And another I think
It was so easy
They put an APB
Out on a stout bearded man
Didn’t look like Peggy
They called her Cowboy Bob
Called her Cowboy Bob
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3. |
Raggedy Tune
02:29
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Raggedy tune
Stay close to me
Let me wear you on my sleeve
Of a shirt that smells of the ocean breeze
Raggedy tune
Stay close to me
Close to me
Little crackly song
Come on along
Stay in my head
I'm not gonna go to bed
Little crackly song
Stay in my heart
Cuz the night is cold and the
Night is dark
Night is dark
Funny little melody
Stay tonight
I'll play you slow
Try to play you right
Stay with me ‘til morning light
Don't want you to end
You're my only friend
Raggedy friend, you're my only friend
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4. |
Ramblin'
03:15
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Well the night was a-ramblin’
And my mind was ramblin’ too
And the stars were shining
Making everything blue
And I thought about the past
And of all the ones I love
And I knew it was a gamble
To call them up
Time just seems to change everything
And the cold hard truth just won’t let me be
And to get up the courage
I dialed the 411 girl
In six different states and half around the world
And I said “I love you”
Just before hanging up
To see what would happen
And to test my luck
Time just seems to change everything
And the cold hard truth just won’t let me be
Lord, I need a breathalyzer
For my telephone
‘Cause I called up Uncle Ray
Thank God he wasn’t home
And I phoned up Taz and Marty
As friends, they are so great
And they’re such a party
Even when it’s late
Time just seems to change everything
And the cold hard truth just won’t let me be
I said time just seems to change everything
And the cold hard truth just won’t let me be
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5. |
Moonshiner
05:01
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I’ve been a moonshiner
For seventeen long years
I’ve spent all my money
On whiskey and beer
I go to some hollow and set up my still
And if whiskey don’t kill me
Then I don’t know what will
I go to some barroom
To drink with my friends
Where the women can’t follow
To see what I spend
God bless them pretty women
I wish they were mine
With breath as sweet as the dew on the vine
Let me eat when I’m hungry
Let me drink when I’m dry
A dollar when I'm hard-up
And religion when I die
The whole world is a bottle
And life is but a dram
And when the bottle gets empty
Lord, it sure ain’t worth a damn
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Barbarian in China
03:29
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Flew all day across the sea
Into a wind that was yellow and strong
It was a magic dusk over Tokyo
And Korea was dark
Like a sleeping concubine
Sleeping as we flew over and away
First glimpse of China
Lay sleepy under sullen clouds
Unfolding slowly out to the sea
And Beijing twinkled and glistened with a fierceness
I could see, I could see
I was a stranger in this place
I was a stranger in this place
Barbaric, pathetic
With an aesthetic that was wrong
I dreamed of home and of all my kin
I dreamed about not being a barbarian
I dreamed I was free to float and fly
I was free to live and die
A stranger in this place
Not free to be anything more than a stranger in this place
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Blue moon
You heard my lonesome moan
But you’re just a cold hard stone
Without a moan of your own
Blue moon
You saw the tears in my eyes
Reflected back to your skies
But you got the stars that twinkle so fierce
And mine are tiny angry tears
And you’re such a cold hard stone
Blue moon
Blue moon
You saw the wolf at my door
You knew just what was in store
For a lonesome worn-out soul
But you are, you are so cold
You’ve seen it all, you old blue moon
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8. |
Bartender's Lament
02:52
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Cautionary tales of bad whiskey
Fall upon deaf ears ‘cause drunk ears don’t hear
They only listen to themselves
Talk and talk and talk
Talk and talk and talk
Well your lips are moving
But my mind’s a thousand miles away
Yes your lips are moving
But my mind is a thousand miles away
Feet are itching to go away
The legs agree and start moving that way
Hips wake up, begin to sway
As I’m walking out the door
Can’t handle the drunks anymore
Yes your lips are still moving
But I'm going a thousand miles away
A thousand miles
A thousand miles
Away
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9. |
Happiness Is the Road
02:29
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Tried to teach the dog to play
To play guitar
Knew that he could learn to be
Learn to be a star
Tempted him with bacon
‘Til his tail was thumping
Just a simple rhythm
Of happiness
There is no road to happiness
Happiness is the road
Woody Guthrie traveled there
So did Tom Joad
Crazy is as crazy does
Oh we would know
Crazy is as crazy does
When you miss the road
The sauce you suck out of the middle
Is better than icing on the cake
But you went and ate it all
Now you got a bellyache
Crazy is as crazy does
Oh we would know
Crazy is as crazy does
When you miss the road
When you miss the road
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10. |
Little Man
03:18
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Go to sleep, little man
Go to sleep while you can
For the cares of the world
Pull you by the hand
Make you stand, little man
Make you walk, little man
Make you run and run ‘til you understand
How can a bird
Defy a vine?
How does the glass
Empty all the wine?
How do you smile when you wanna cry?
That smile is always the sweetest
In the early fog
Of morning light
All is calm and still
There's no need to fight
There are no more tears to cry tonight
So let’s sleep on it together
Well, my mind wanders on
To another time
A time when I was yours
A time when you were mine
Life was sweet
Life was kind
Let’s dream of that time together
Go to sleep, little man
Go to sleep while you can
For the cares of the world
Pull you by the hand
Make you stand, little man
Make you walk, little man
Make you run and run ‘til you understand
Make you run and run ‘til you understand
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The Moaners Chapel Hill, North Carolina
The Moaners are a Chapel Hill, North Carolina-based rock band signed to Yep Roc Records. In 2004, Melissa Swingle's band Trailer Bride broke up, and she formed The Moaners with drummer Laura King, formerly of the Chapel Hill band Grand National. The band is often compared to the The White Stripes, as they are also a two-piece and employ a similar garage rock, bluesy style. ... more
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