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Muddy River
03:25
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Muddy River
Muddy river at my feet, carries dirt away
Water oer the earth will sweep
Changing day by day, changing day by day
Curly redhead boy of mine, sure does love to play
He will grow and go with time,
Changing day by day, changing day by day
*Watch it go, now it’s gone
Watch it flow on and on
Nothing left but a song
Watch it go, now it’s gone*
Sticks and stones we make our homes of mud and dirt and clay
Time will tear them to the ground,
Changing day by day, changing day by day
All these roads and towers tall were never meant to stay
Time will take them one and all,
Changing day by day, changing day by day
*chorus*
Bodies made of blood and bones are standing here today
No they ain’t our final homes,
Changing day by day, changing day by day
Sorrow swirling round the mind, it also cannot stay
Joy will come again you’ll find,
Changing day by day, changing day by day
*chorus*
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Foggy Day
03:43
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Foggy Day
Verse-
Spanish moss covered our thoughts
And the holes in the road represent what was lost
So take of your kin, your kin will spare you
And take care of your friends, fate will decide who’s true
Chorus-
Ooo-ooo-wee this town ain’t what it used to be
I used to know the faces staring back at me
It was a foggy day on the levy
When a wounded girl told her story
Verse-
When we’re down we take the kitchen sink
And the whole world is a sponge hanging up to dry
But all it takes is a little time to think it through
And there’s no time to wonder the reasons why
Chorus- x2
Ooo-ooo-wee this town ain’t what it used to be
I used to know the faces staring back at me
It was a foggy day on the levy
When a wounded girl told her story
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Am I Right
03:53
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Am I Right
Well am I right? Am I wrong?
To go a singing you this song
I loved you once
but now the clouds of your distain are plain to see
What can I do? What can I say?
To let the past lie just where it may
oh yes I’m singing a funeral song for our friendship today
Oh was I bad? Was I good?
Oh did I treat you just like I should?
I loved you once,
but then I turned my back and walked away
What can I do? What can I say?
To let the past lie just where it may
oh yes I’m singing a funeral song for our friendship today
Well I’m afraid what runs in these veins is tainted by the flames of loves
and I believe this road that we run is written in the stars above
So please believe me when I explain I didn’t mean to cause you no pain
and well I hope that you forgive me well before our little lives are done
What can I do? What can I say?
To let the past lie just where it may
oh yes I’m singing a funeral song for our friendship today…….
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Long Way to Galway
03:21
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Long Way to Galway
Verse-
It’s a long way to Galway when your mind is full of sand
And where you lay your head is in a strangers open hand
My sweetheart she’s a traveler but her body craves to be home
Wandering brings her sorrow when it’s finally time to go
Chorus-
Oh-oh where to go when you find you’ve had enough
,
I don’t know how to rest when I’ve fallen down
Verse-
My spirit is like this old train, leaving pieces at every stop
The journey makes my heart beat but it’s a good home that I’ve got
Chorus- Oh-oh where to go when you find you’ve had enough
I, I don’t know how to rest when I’ve fallen down
Verse-
I’ve spent my whole life waiting for this chance to wander and roam
And it’s worth it just to see them green grass hills grow
Chorus- x2
Oh-oh where to go when you find you’ve had enough
,
I don’t know how to rest when I’ve fallen down
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5. |
Hands in the Dirt
03:11
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Hands in the Dirt
Oh my hands in the dirt,
digging beds until it hurts
Thats how I’ll spend my mornings by and by
Oh there’s tea for my thirst,
but I have to finish first
Oh, I ain’t getting nowhere less I try
*When did I start to crave the feel
of soil against the spade it’s real
like very few things seem to be to me
Oh I’m out here pulling grass
and I am focused on my task
and I am glad that I am free to be serene*
Well a great joy that I know’s
planting seeds in little rows
Turn my face upon the vast blue sky
Well it’s down the road I go,
singing songs so soft and low,
and the ground will catch the water when I cry
*chorus*
When we bring the harvest in,
aching back and hot as sin
Crush the bugs and wipe the dirt from round our eyes
Oh I’ll chop and boil and stew,
it’s my gift from me to you,
oh, to have something in winter from July
*chorus*
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6. |
Sing a Melody
03:54
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Sing a Melody
It’s been many months
since I’ve been lost
Trying to find a ghost
In my dreams he haunts me
Tells me stories of
how I used to be
Chorus
*Oh, where did my days go
And oh sing a melody
Oh, where did my fear go
I guess I was waiting for somebody*
An inch worm falls
beneath the sun and he knows
A life worth living
ain’t a life that he can count on
So he loosens his grip
to soften his fall
It’s high and low
until the feeling gets too old
*Chorus*
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Fomo Blues
You can’t do everything in life, that’s what people say,
You make decisions every night, and every single day
You decide how to spend your time, and who you wanna be
But when everything sounds so darn fun, well that’s when you start to sing
I got the FOMO blues, when I gotta choose
I know I oughta stay in, but theres so much to do
I oughta stay right here, lying next to you
But I wanna go out, I got the FOMO blues.
Well there’s dancin, singin, carryin on,
We could have a drink or two (or three)
We could stay up singin all of the songs
Until the night is through (If we make it that far)
Well there’s a party hoppin down the street
With pals and everything (nssa nssa nnsa)
But my bed it sounds so nice and cozy, and that’s when I start to sing
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8. |
Gotta Get It
03:00
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Gotta Get It
Oh the heart is a hard hard thing to understand
I knew right from the start that I needed you to be my man
Who knows why it goes the way that it goes,
but I believe that time will surely show
that you were meant to hold my hand
Oh life is a hard hard thing to understand
Our friends they sure didn’t like it when we changed our plans
They thought we were just being fools,
all drunk in love and breaking rules
You’ve got to leap and see who’s still there when you land
Chorus-
*Because there’s thing you’ve got to do in life,
just gotta get it, gotta gotta get it
Despite the trouble, toil, and strife
just gotta get it, gotta gotta get it
If you say you will, don’t mean you might,
just gotta get it, gotta gotta get it
Oh babe you got me, and by your side I’ll stand*
Oh a plan is a hard hard thing to understand
We made our choice and now we’ve got to play our hand
We’ve walked this road a ragged mile,
ain’t nothin left to do but smile,
well babe together we gon see this whole damn land….
*chorus*
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9. |
Trevor Bought a House
03:32
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10. |
Another Day
02:49
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Another Day
The water hits the roof and rolls down to the ground beneath my toes
My favorite shoes are full of holes, they let the water in
My memory doesn’t serve me well, it casts a melancholy spell
In darkness does my spirit dwell, here trapped beneath my skin
Oh, another day does dawn
Oh, the night still lingers on
The mists of morning fall around, the clouds my body do surround
The silence amplifies the sound, my beating heart within
And though I am behind the times, I’ve learned to read between the lines
To sing and speak the silent rhymes, avoid the awful din
Oh, another day does dawn
Oh, the night still lingers on
If I live to see the dawn, another day, a season won
We’ll have some of this thing called fun, and let the outside in
As the evening sun dips low, I find myself nowhere to go
Before me is the open road, I’m trapped by where I’ve been
And though I am behind the times, I’ve learned to read between the lines
To sing and speak the silent rhymes, avoid the awful din
Oh, another day does dawn
Oh, the night still lingers on
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11. |
North Country Time
02:58
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North Country Time
It’s been so long since I went home to my family in the winter
Sometimes you gottta break out of routine to reflect on your dreams
I spend my life planning on tomorrow without stopping to smell the flowers
I think I’ll grab a bunch of daisies, don’t mind if I do, don’t mind if I do
North country time
Just watching the snow shine bright from the sky
Waiting for memories is waiting the same
And my baby she’ll meet me in caroline
It took me a while to remember how I had fun as a child
It takes a willingness to follow someone else’s lead
We get so set in our ways, we forget that we’re all the same
Everyone wants a good friend to help show them the way
North country time
Just watching the snow shine bright from the sky
Waiting for memories is waiting the same
And my baby she’ll meet me in caroline
It’s been so long since I went home to my family in the winter
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12. |
Can't Come In
04:09
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Can't Come In
Verse-
Oh please open up your gates oh neighbor mine
Though theres nothin left to give you but this rhyme
Ain’t got no place to go,
we’re out here wandering in the cold
Haven’t got a nickel or a dime
Chorus
*Oh no you can’t come in.
We have only just enough for all our kin
Go on and move right along
Ain’t got nothin here that’s for you but this song
Ain’t got nothin here that’s for you but this song…*
Oh please open up your door oh cousin mine
Though I’ve nothin left to give you but my time
Well the labor of my hands,
I will lend to your demands
I just need a place to rest for me and mine
*chorus*
Bashar's verse-
بتأمل بالسما بسأل جيراني مين
بحمل شنتا فيها تراب لبعيد بروح
كل القصة من بيتي انا محروم
بتكبر الهموم لما الجرح يهوم
ومنتمرجح على امل خبز وملح يدوم
Translation-
(When war knocks at the door, where can I live?
I look at the sky, and I ask who my neighbors are.
I carry a suitcase full of dirt, and I go far away.
The whole story is I'm deprived of my home.
The worries get bigger, when the neighbor betrays.
And we swing on the hope
that the bread and salt will last)
So when someone comes a knockin at your door
If they’re tired or they’re hungry or they’re poor,
Well you know just what to do,
oh what you’d hope they’d do for you,
At least lay them down a pallet on your floor…
And tell them “Welcome in,
We have just more than enough for all our kin.
We know your road has been long,
So please sit with me and sing your favorite song
Oh please sing for me your very favorite song.”
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The Resonant Rogues Marshall, North Carolina
The Resonant Rogues’ dark Appalachian folk paints a picture of their lives in the mountains of Western North Carolina and on the road. Anchored by the songwriting duo of Sparrow (banjo, accordion) and Keith Smith (guitar), the duo has traveled the byways and highways of America and crossed the oceans with instruments in tow. ... more
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