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Dammit, It Was Me
03:45
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Dammit, It Was Me
Dammit, it was me / I broke your lamp / Another drunken night / I’ll have to apologize to you again / Or maybe I’ll just lie / Yeah, I think I’ll lie / ‘Cause you said the next time I had to say sorry / I might as well just say goodbye / And oh, I wish I could / Say this was the last time / But that would do no good / ‘Cause when you live like this / When you live like this / You tend to wake up surprised / And boy, did I
Dammit, it was me / I bought a car / Named it after a girl / Whose heart I broke / Outside a small town bar / I can’t afford it none / Not even dollar one / That’s okay, I crashed it anyway / Had just a bit too much fun
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1089
04:52
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1089
I remember the rain / And how my skin was wet / How I kissed you on the neck / You said I looked strung out / We were older in the dark / So much younger when we met / And with all this blood we’ve let / I said why not head south / Itchy feet drive me home to Fayetteville / There’s nothing in this house for me but roommates and bills / And I’ve no intention of paying them back / Leave a note on the door and reference Kerouac / And if you ask where I am / My friends will tell you they don’t know / Tell you they don’t know / And that’s not a lie / I’m not the type to say goodbye
For weeks of sleepless nights / Tried to get it off my mind / Tequila and red wine / JR was good to me / But a year or so at most / Is all that I could pass / Soft hands of sweet relapse / To visit I agreed / And you looked nothing like the night
We met on Gold Medal Hill / When your young lungs gasped
Every time they tried to fill / Now you sit and stare and tap your cigarette / And that’s okay It’s just a little different / When you asked how I’d left things at home / I told you I don’t know / Told you I don’t know / And that’s not a lie / I’m not the type to say goodbye
Then you took me by the bridge / Told of the year your mother took ill / That’s a dirty trick / I know you learned it from me / And up here it’s lush and green / Like my lovely Ozark hills / But it will soon be crystalline / And all that Hennepin ice can kill / That Hennepin ice can kill
I was talking with my granddad / He said the decisions that seem like mistakes / Are sometimes the best ones that you make / How true that can be / So it’s not you or me to blame / I think we all want the same / To leave and have someone say our name / I’m not sure that’s for me / I’m just a map of blue highways, a trip no one ever takes / And here’s your chance; I get the feeling that you’ll stay / You’ll miss the dust from my wheels when it settles down / And there’s nothing to tell it ever left the ground / But if you ask if you can come along / I’ll tell you I don’t know / Tell you I don’t know / We both know that’s a lie / I’m not the type to say goodbye / Of course you can, I’m not the type to say goodbye
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Promising Young Man
04:27
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Back Here
03:53
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Back Here
Yours is a trigger I can’t help but pull / Fire this gun into my chest so I feel full / At night I lie awake and dream / That nothing ever seems to bother me / Yours is a bottle I can’t help but drink / Sip this liquor through my lips so I can think / You said you wished That I’d just left / You’re not the only one who wishes they could’ve slept / And so we’re back here in the end / Wishing we’d just stayed friends / You’re stuck in the Midwest; I’m headed east again / Don’t worry, the country is filled with friends
Your book’s got pages I can’t help but turn / Read some lies about the truth I’ve not yet learned / You cry all day and I try all night / To hold up the faith you’re trying to tear down / Your door’s got hinges I can’t help but swing / Bring some rain onto the floor the wind howls and sings / About the demons that you keep and all the pills you got hidden behind your teeth / And so we’re back here in the end / Wishing we’d just stayed friends / You’re stuck in the Midwest ; I’m headed east again / Those little bottles ain’t your friends
I walked from Rapids up to Marble, got a drink in Calumet / Had a smoke outside of Dode’s, caught a ride with a girl I met / I wound up somewhere
around Hibbing / And I smiled when I realized I hadn’t thought about you yet / And so we’re back here in the end / Wishing we’d just stayed friends / You’re stuck in the Midwest ; I’m headed east again / Don’t worry, I got letters I can send / And if you think about it we never were really friends
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Roughneck
05:43
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Roughneck
It’s a long ride out to the rig today / And another one tomorrow a thousand miles away
Sixteen hours in a diesel truck / I got another hundred miles until the sun come up / The radio is broken there ain’t shit to do / But sit behind the wheel and think about you / Keep it between the ditches and dream about you
They pay me just enough to keep me coming back / I sign the check over whiskey and another hard pack / Call my old man and tell him where I’m at / He says, “Son, didn’t I raise you any better than that?” / Just bleeding every day drilling into the earth / Oil mixes with blood, wonder what it’s worth / With all this oil in my blood I wonder what I’m worth
Is it just another roughneck night / Stranded in the barroom light
Staring at the phone and wondering if you’ll ever call / Before another roughneck night / Is broken by the morning light / Finding me bleary-eyed in the front seat with my boots on
I climbed through your window early autumn dusk / The sun hanging off the mines like crumbling rust / Figured I should leave before it got too cold / I was scared of being hurt, scared of growing old / Now I’m out here in the desert and I just get stoned / With broken men who are all alone / I just keep on getting older and I’m still alone
And my daddy warned me about girls like you, you know / Said that bad ones leave you hurting, the good ones never let you go / And I finally figured which you were after so damn long / So I’m headed home from Casper, honey, at the break of dawn
After just another roughneck night / Stranded in the barroom light / Dreaming of the north woods and hoping that you ain’t left home / Before another roughneck night / Is broken by the morning light / Finding me bleary-eyed in the front seat with my boots on / Packed myself a bag, quit my job, and I’m headed home / Screaming down 90 in the front seat with my boots on / Dreaming of the north woods and praying that you ain’t left home / Before another roughneck night
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Tears Of Loneliness
03:40
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Tears of Loneliness
The one that just walked in here / Looks like the one I used to know / I thought I heard her call me / But it wasn’t so / She made life worth living / So I’ve been dying, more or less / At every dive in town / Trying to drown / These tears of loneliness
In the springtime I stay inside / Because the smell of a flower’s bloom / It sends my mind back to her / The smell of rose perfume / And I long to feel her dancing / Beneath a long summer dress / But she don’t come ‘round / So I just drown / In tears of loneliness
Crying hard, crying mean / Crying so much, it’s just obscene / Ever since, my baby left / Me here with these tears of loneliness
Well my favorite bar is this one / Because they never tell me no / My favorite gal was that one / She had to let me go / My favorite songs are sad ones / About a woman’s sweet caress / My favorite cocktail / Is bourbon rail / Mixed with tears of loneliness
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That Side Of The Bed
04:13
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That Side Of The Bed
We break the dishes but we can’t break even / Double down, drag the fight to the front lawn / When we first married it was such a fine season / But that’s all gone
And since before dawn you’ve been waking / Looking for the words to really carve me / Up and down to the bone, chip away / And maybe just up and leave
But you don’t need to say a word to hurt me / Just go on like there’s nothing to be said / You don’t need to leave to make me lonely / Just stay on that side of the bed
The cigarette are burning faster here this evening / Blue smoke slipping slightly quicker toward the sky / You’re upset, later I’ll find that you’ve been seething / By your gentle freight train sigh
I miss the nights when we would dance for no good reason / Checkered linoleum and an old transistor dial / As you light another one, I have a hard time believing / It’s really been such a long while
So just drop that match and we can burn this house to ashes / And from the curb we’ll sit and laugh real hard / Fire engines’ sirens will make five music for dancing / Come on, honey, let’s two step in the yard
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Walking By The Water
02:53
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Walking By The Water
I seen you walking by the water / Seen you walking with your man / Like a lamb before the slaughter / You gotta help me understand / How I seen you walking by the water / Honey, seen you walking with your man
So I called and asked you, baby / Have you anything to say? / You said, “Oh no, you must be crazy, / “I’ve been working all day.” / Then how’d I see you walking by the water / Honey, seen you walking with your man
Don’t you really think I should’ve been there one you turned to? / Don’t you really think I should’ve been the one you called? / Come on, honey, we both know that he doesn’t deserve you / Doesn’t do nothing for you at all
Tell me, when you get so nervous / Does you hold you like I do? / Come on, babe, I don’t deserve this / After all that we’ve been through / When you go walking by the water, / Honey, does he hold you like I do?
Way down south in Louisiana / There’s a woman that I know / They call her Long Leg Susannah / And, honey, we’re gonna go / Gonna go walking by the water / Louisiana, oh Susannah, here I go
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Thoughts On Leaving
03:44
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Thoughts On Leaving
I’m leaving in the morning for the city / Because these small town nights are much too dark for me / I’m not saying the river isn’t pretty / It’s just not what I can’t here to see
So let’s twist off the top of this old bottle / And forget the morning means another mile / They say life is short, we ain’t got much time here / And these months apart are taking their sweet while
We’ve got a story running through our minds dear / About the week I dragged a cage across the Iron Range / Flipping through these pages, all I find here / Is something we had that I never wanted to change
I’ve got no place in my mind that I’m going / Nowhere but here and now for you to be / I’m too young to be buying a ring for ages / It’s just nice to have someone who thinks of me
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Long Day
04:27
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Long Day
Me and my brother shared a beat up car / When he had that place on the boulevard / Before everything went to hell / It don’t run no more / I went past that old house last night / And the oil stain’s still there on the front drive / I just sat staring for a good long while / Wishing I could knock on the door
So let’s get one more round to go / And the band can play us one that we all know / With a verse about someone you miss / And a chorus that ends like this / It’s been a long day, honey / Won’t you come give your baby a kiss
Well he got married, and I ain’t seen him / Well I’ve seen him, but you know what I mean / We don’t hang like we used to he’s got a baby in Houston / And a wife, and they do fine / Me, I’m just sitting here, biding my time / Maybe I’ll learn a trade or hit the railway lines / Stack up some cash or just sit back in style / I don’t know, I think I’ll be here awhile
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