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Texas Dust
04:03
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I’m headed west from Ohio
To that border town of El Paso
With a golden band and a girl on my mind
This highway seems like a dream to me
My mind is racing like you wouldn’t believe
I sense her there like an apparition’s sigh
CHORUS:
Well, the truth might hurt, but the facts don’t lie
I’ll love her ‘til the day I die
With a big ol’ heart and a smile just the same
And once I find her in that Texas dust
I’ll say, “Honey please don’t cry, don’t fuss
‘Cause I can’t let you watch me walk away again
I won’t walk away again, I won’t walk away”
There was a time when she was mine
Just the kind of gal I thought I’d never find
But when her daddy died I knew she had no choice
She was the answer to her lovin’ momma’s prayer
‘Cause she lacked the strength and could not bear
For her take to the fields with no one to hear her voice
CHORUS
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2. |
Open Arms
02:26
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She lets me in with open arms I’ve never known before
She reads the back of my mind as she greets me at her door
One so free and easy must be sent from above
Makes me feel so innocent, one so full of love
I was stumblin’ down a rocky road the crooked way I chose
She picked me up off the ground, she saved, yes, I know
Years I spent a-wanderin’, I’d been led astray
My heart is filled with sorrow when I think about those days
I think so far ahead sometimes, wonder how it ends
You bet against the morning, one day it don’t come again
It’s funny how it finds you, so quick it can be gone
It’s borrowed, you must remember, it may not last so long
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3. |
Funeral Home Blues
03:16
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Woke up this morning, had them funeral home blues
Shakin’ hands and makin’ plans, starin’ at my shoes
I’m tired of playin’ make believe, I’m tired of puttin’ on my suit
Got them funeral home blues, I’m not the only one
When you lift it by the handles you swear it weighs a ton
Babe and I ain’t worried, we don’t go down with the sun
Got them funeral home blues, so long to one more friend
You take it ‘til you think you’ll break, then you learn to bend
Ain’t no way I’d ever make it not holdin’ baby’s hand
Got them funeral home blues, ain’t no more to say
Put the flag up top my car, I can find my way
Baby hid a bottle in the basement locked away
I got them rotten, low down funeral home blues
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4. |
I'm At Ease
03:26
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It makes me happy when I break down, she says, “Honey, drive my car”
I climb inside her, smell her perfume, and she doesn’t seem so far
Now I’d be lyin’ if I told you, “I miss her tonight”
But come tomorrow, I don’t know, I suppose I might
CHORUS:
It’d be a fool would take it for granted
It’d be a fool would think of steppin’ out
The grass’ll always greener
There will always be the shadow of a doubt
It’s a heartache, it’s a moment, it’s a bullet from a gun
She’s a heartbeat, a second wind, a moment in the sun
She rises early, she makes me coffee, she kisses me awake
We are listeners, we are talkers, we are both made that way
Hear the diesel roll down the four-lane on a California turn around
That ol’ driver won’t be sleepin’, eatin’ blues, greens and browns
I could sing a song to you about a-ramblin’ around
But I’m at ease, I’m fatigued, might be settlin’ down
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5. |
Coming Up The Sidewalk
02:43
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Sister’s comin’ up the sidewalk
Her lips are sealed
Me, I’m standin’ on the sideline
And I don’t like how it feels
Oh it sets my senses to reel
No I don’t like how it feels
You stumble upon it by accident
You’re bought, and you are sold
It seems like all I’ve ever done
Is do as I’ve been told
Lord, it leaves me feelin’ cold
To always do as I am told
One foot in front of the other one
Weeks and months and years
Along it comes, a good woman’s love
It takes away your fears
It takes away your fears
It takes away your fears
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6. |
Thank You & Please
02:52
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I’m the devil on your shoulder
I’m the promise you can’t keep
Your words to me could not be colder
Your dreams of me you don’t dare speak
First time I saw you I said “This woman
Will bring me to my knees”
Goes to show I don’t know nothin’ for certain
Only to always say “thank you” and “please”
REFRAIN:
Thank you and please, more of what I need
Thank you and please
Money, money, diamonds and obsessions
Hand over fist, tooth and nail
Guns and lies, mercenaries and assassins
Fill the void and pare down details, those silly details
Ain’t got time to pay them any mind
Silly details
Sweet sugar on my mind at sunrise
On my lips all afternoon
Six o’clock, and it’s goodbye blue skies
Hide behind the man in the moon, man in the moon
You’re gone too soon, my guitar is still in tune
Man in the moon
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7. |
Thoughts Like These
03:19
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I hung her picture in the hall
The one she never knew I took last fall
All it took was a hammer and one nail
I’d like hop a train and ride the rails
As a boy I’d lie and wait for shooting stars
On my back on my bedspread in my yard
Some nights I don’t sleep, other nights I dream
Of livin’ again where stars can still be seen
CHORUS:
It’s too tight in here to disappear anymore
I feel the world pressin’ near to my door
No, I don’t recall feeling quite like this before
I guess thoughts like these I used to just ignore
I’m shuffin’ down a silent, lamp-lit street
It’s a black cat, no wait, white feet
She can’t bring me down, I’ve got a sunny disposition
Except around policemen and politicians
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8. |
My Favorite Advice
02:55
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I’d like a love with a lot of attraction
Someone to turn to in the morning light
May give a little lip, a kick and some sassin’
God knows I like it when she puts up a fight
CHORUS:
Don’t worry ‘bout me honey, I’ll be fine
Just tell me you’ll be with me through the leaner times
I know you want to help me, I know you’re gonna try
I thank you darling, just realize
That you kissing me is my favorite advice
I like an old-fashioned woman who’s got nothing to hide
Like a California zephyr on Saturday night
Like a Kansas twister when the lights go down
Like the wife of Lot you can’t help turnin’ around
CHORUS
You can’t get sent to Hell twice, of this I’m sure
Unless you love a little boogie-woogie country girl
She’s got a mind like the devil, but the devil’s alright
When she’s flashing that smile for a country mile
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9. |
We Were Satisfied
03:06
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I miss those days of summer heat
The blacktop boils and burns your feet
We’d drink iced tea and search for shade
We never knew we had it made
REFRAIN:
We were satisfied watching the sun fall from the sky
We were satisfied looking back on days gone by
Times were tough, but we’d find a way
Always lookin’ toward better days
The rains would come, but we’d hold on tight
And help each other put up a fight
REFRAIN:
We were satisfied with our loved ones at our side
We were satisfied looking back on days gone by
If you ever go back your old home town
Talk to folks and take a walk around
Friends and family you dearly miss
Take a moment to reminisce
REFRAIN:
When we were satisfied with our whole lives before our eyes
We were satisfied looking back on days gone by
We were satisfied thinking time was on our side
We were satisfied looking back on days gone by
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10. |
25,000 Miles
03:22
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I’ve seen 25,000 miles of bad road
Seen 25,000 miles of back country, too
Seen 25,000 miles of dirty highway
I may never see my sweet home again
I met a man by the side of the road
He looked down and out like he couldn’t get home
So I stopped to see if I could lend a helping hand
He said he’d been around the world, ran out of gas and landed right here
I put 20 dollars in his hand and hit the road
I’ve seen 25,000 miles of bad road
Seen 25,000 miles of back country too
Seen 25,000 miles of barbed wire
And all the goats and horses and cows along the road
Now in all the towns I travel through
I stop in to a tavern or two
To see what the people there are puttin’ down
There’s a tear in every smile and story in every mile
In all the hearts and minds of the people I’m talkin’ to
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11. |
I Don't Care
02:16
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I don’t care where you are tonight
Go on, say I’m wrong, you thought I was alright
When you was huggin’ and a’kissin’ and a’rollin’ and a’holdin’ me tight, with all your might
So, I don’t care where you are tonight
I’ll take you as you come, though I hate to see you go
I can tell you’re busy thinking, but don’t the wheels turn slow
Don’t tell me you don’t love me, don’t you dare speak so
Wrap your words in tinfoil and tie a bow
CHORUS
I’m never quite as clever as I think I am
Soon as I get my hands on you, you run away again
I’ll keep the faith like Daniel in the lion’s den
I’m like a long-toothed wolf trackin’ down a little lost lamb
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12. |
Tonight We Dance
03:32
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Press your head against my chest
Let me set my chin on your curls
Tonight we dance and forget all the rest
Of the mess we have made of our world
Memories wash away time
Unlike time, memories ain’t changin’
Together as one they blot out the sun
Like a sudden gully-washing rainin’
REPEAT CHORUS
Time teaches lessons so fine
And wishing won’t overcome time
And comforts you find by compromise
Leave you stranded, hung out to dry
REPEAT CHORUS
We dance, and I come undone
I drift to that tune too familiar
The poems I’ve sung, the races I’ve run
Simply waiting for to be delivered
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The Sacred Profanities San Francisco, California
Jeremy Wilson & Kirby Lee Hammel have been writing and playing in the Bay Area since 2007.
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