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Rose City
02:46
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Way down southern Ontario
Where the air gets sticky on the county roads
Cicadas hummin' and the corn grows high
I know just what I wanna do tonight.
Gonna sip a little rye and talk about the times
We'll get a little crooked and we'll get a little high
We'll get a little crooked and we'll get a little high
We're takin er easy in the warm sunshine
Hey pretty mama don't bother tryin'
Cause me and the boys will be up all night
Sippin that rye, talkin' bout the times
I won't be home until the mornin' light
There's a little city at the end of the road
Where the Detroit river and the whiskey flows
Now she ain't pretty but to me she's gold
And she's always gonna be my home.
Now it's just about time in the afternoon
Where the mean green clouds come rollin' through
Now we're out on the porch it's a hell of a view
Just to watch her as she rolls on by
And we'll sip a little rye and talk about the times
We'll get a little crooked and we'll get a little high
We'll get a little crooked and we'll get a little high
We're takin er easy in the lightning strikes
Hey pretty mama don't bother tryin'
Cause me and the boys will be up all night
Sippin that rye, talkin' bout the times
I won't be home until the mornin' light
Sippin that rye, talkin' bout the times
I won't be home until the mornin' light
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2. |
Dark End of the Road
03:20
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At the dark end of the road
Where the lonely people go
I’ve been driving through the night
Just searching for a sign
When an old familiar song
Comes on the radio
Makes me think of you
And the times that we had
You said we’d meet again
Amongst some other things
Now it’s been years since we last spoke
Saw your smile and held you close
Are you still running through the night?
Looking for that line
Then that old familiar song comes on the radio
Makes me think of you
Down on a dead end street
I long to be with you
Hold your hand and let you know
I understand, I understand
In those times we were close
Shared our dreams and our hopes
But time waits for no one
You called and asked would it be alright
If you could spend the night
Turned out to be the time that we last spoke
Shared a smile and had a toke
I’m still driving through the night
Still searching for that sign
Then that old familiar song comes on the radio
Makes me think of you
And the times that we had
And the lies we were told
From the moment we were born
Well it didn’t have to be that way
Then that old familiar song
Comes on the radio
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3. |
Paper Money
04:09
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I'm OK without her
I don't think about her
The whiskey and powdered nights keep me afloat.
I've been round a time or two
I could have learned a thing or two
But I traveled the world I'm still in the same boat
And you disappeared like that paper money
They don't take cash in this bar anymore
Man it's been a year since I felt this good buddy
Sir your card's been declined don't come round here no more
Now there was a time
I'd save all my nickels and dimes for them hard times
In an old mason jar
But now you need a credit card
Some kind of debit card
Just to get drunk in an old shitty bar
And you disappeared like that paper money
They don't take cash in this bar anymore
Man it's been a year since I felt this good buddy
Sir your card's been declined don't come round here no more
So now I'm at home again
Drinkin alone again
I thought I might call a friend
For a smoke and a beer
Took my quarters to the corner store
Phone booth ain't there no more
The man said friend pay phones ain't been round for years
And you disappeared like that paper money
They don't take cash in this bar anymore
Man it's been a year since I felt this good buddy
Sir your card's been declined don't come round here no more
Your card's been declined don't come round here no more
Your card's been declined don't come round here no more
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4. |
Evelyn
04:15
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She lived alone in the apartment above me
When she took her life
A woman of the cloth they told us
No, that couldn’t be right
A father cruel and a mother cold
Love in short supply
She longed to be born into some other time
Escape into the night
She’d been born into a wealthy family
Where love was never known
Soon they fell on hard times
Dad left and gone
Left a mother to raise a child
One that no one had wanted
Oh, Evelyn
Poor Evelyn
Then one night she stepped to the light
Offered herself up to God
But he never came to save the child
One that just wanted love
As the years drew on mired in sadness
Evelyn took to the night
In search of a love that she’d been denied
All of her life
And she cursed the God above her
For the love that she’d never known
She lived alone in the apartment above us
When she took her life
A woman of the cloth they told us
No, that just couldn’t be right
Oh, Evelyn
Poor Evelyn
Died alone one night
Oh, Evelyn
Poor Evelyn
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5. |
Stars Align
02:14
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Just children born into circumstance
Traded fathers for fathers our new sisters were not our kin
Yet somehow
They were allowed
Late at night as the stars came out
We were thrown to the wolves
Laid bare for all to see
The hypocrisy of it all
Of it all
Late at night as the stars came out
You were all but gone
We were all too young to understand
No mention of what was really happening
To you and I
You and I
Late at night as the stars came out
You were all but gone
The Sisters said that you had drowned
But you’d really gotten out
The stars had aligned
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6. |
Dried Up
03:01
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I'm gonna go and
Spend all the money that I made on
A whole bunch of things I don't need like
A whole lot of whiskey and weed
Tonight we're gonna have
A hell of a time lord
We'll stay up late and miss work in the mornin’
It's been a hard time
Out in the planted pines
Of our troubled minds
But I'm gonna take the day to figure it out
My northern heart is dryin up down south
And I'm gonna go and
Spend all the money that I made on
A whole bunch of things I don't need like
A whole lot of whiskey and weed
Tonight we're gonna have
A hell of a time lord
We'll stay up late and miss work in the mornin
(And I'm gonna go)
It's been a hard time
In the unenjoyment line
Out in the planted pines
But I'm gonna take a day to figure it out
My northern heart is dryin up down south
And I'm gonna go and
Spend all the money that I made on
A whole bunch of things I don't need like
A whole lot of whiskey and weed
Tonight we're gonna have
A hell of a time lord
We'll stay up late and miss work in the mornin
It's been a hard time
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7. |
Rise Up with Fists
03:34
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What are you changing?
Who do you think you're changing?
You can't change things, we're all stuck in our ways
It's like trying to clean the ocean
What, do you think you can drain it?
Well, it was poison and dry long before you came
But you can wake up younger under the knife
And you can wake up sounder if you get analyzed
And I better wake up
There but for the grace of God go I
It's hard to believe your prophets
When they're asking you to change things
But with their suspect lives, we look the other way
Are you really that pure, sir?
Thought I saw you in Vegas
It was not pretty, but she was (not your wife)
But she will wake up wealthy
And you will wake up forty-five
And she will wake up with baby
There but for the grace of God go I
What am I fighting for?
The cops are at my front door
I can't escape that way, the windows are in flames
And what's that on your ankle?
You say they're not coming for you
But house arrest is really just the same
Like when you wake up behind the bar
Trying to remember where you are
Having crushed all the pretty things
There but for the grace of God go I
But I still believe
And I will rise up with fists
And I will take what's mine (mine, mine)
There but for the grace of God go I
There but for the grace of God go I
There but for the grace of God go I
There but for the grace of God go I
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8. |
Sinking Stone
03:00
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When your dreams are
Falling faster than a stone
These times that we had
Well they are gone
I turn my eyes up to the sun
I’m reminded by what has yet to come
When your dreams are
Falling faster than a stone
These times that we had
Well they are gone
I turn my eyes up to the sun
I’m reminded of what has yet to come
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