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Fools Money
06:00
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Glory days will wash away, apples they may fall
You know if I don't live today I won't have none at all
Well you know I ain't been asking for a nickel or a dime
The fools and their money are stealing all our time
Fools and their money are stealing all the time
Fools and their money are stealing all the time
And it's making me feel so blue
Seldom sorrow fills the air, desolation bound
You couldn't buy your time with all the money in this town
Well you know I ain't been asking for a nickel or a dime
The fools and their money are stealing all our time
Fools and their money are stealing all the time
Fools and their money are stealing all the time
And it's making me feel so blue
You say you ain't got much to give, tapped yourself out
Your wallet's full of money still your pockets full of doubt
Well you know I ain't been asking for a nickel or a dime
The fools and their money are stealing all our time
Fools and their money are stealing all the time
Fools and their money are stealing all the time
And it's making me feel so blue
And it's making me feel so blue
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2. |
Weary Bones
04:13
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To rest my weary eyes
(Rest my weary eyes)
If only I could find the time
To rest my weary bones
(Rest my weary bones)
I wonder if she'll miss me when I'm gone
And if I can't go on
(If I can't go on)
Travel back to right where I belong
To rest my weary eyes
(Rest my weary eyes)
If only I could find the time
To rest my weary bones
(Rest my weary bones)
I wonder if she'll miss me when I'm gone
I'm on my hands and knees
(On my hands and knees)
Begging my poor heart to carry on
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3. |
This Old Feeling
04:13
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Lonesome Train
04:03
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Someday late last night I done heard a lonesome cry
Longing for that whistle just to blow
For to take me away from a place I just can't take
When that low down lonesome train runs you down
Well you know I only want a piece of livin
Well I've been sick and tired of the rain coming down
Get on your dancing feet
Take off to glory bound
When that low down lonesome train comes to town
She turns forty-one and ain't never seen the sun
Running 'round dressed in her wedding gown
Been searching for a way to jump on the tracks today
When that low down lonesome train comes to town
Well you know I only want a piece of livin
Well I've been sick and tired of the rain coming down
Get on your dancing feet
Take off to glory bound
When that low down lonesome train comes to town
Now I'm open wide and there's nothing I can't hide
Mourning blues can't keep me through the night
Not too late in life and you know I've come to find
That that low down lonesome train's been on my mind
Well you know I only want a piece of livin
Well I've been sick and tired of the rain coming down
Get on your dancing feet
Take off to glory bound
When that low down lonesome train comes to town
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5. |
Sunday Morning Whiskey
04:32
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Its Sunday morning whiskey in my hand
Its Sunday morning whiskey in my hand
You know I'm trying honey babe
And I'm doing the best I can
Tell me something I don't know this time
Before I get up move on down the line
Cause I know better now
And its an uphill climb
Its six am I haven't slept a wink
Its six am I haven't slept a wink
You know you're on my mind
But somehow I can't think
Its Sunday morning whiskey in my hand
Its Sunday morning whiskey in my hand
You know I'm trying honey babe
And I'm doing the best I can
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Seems like every time I make a dime I loose a dollar
Nobody says its easy to live
When the man decides to throw you in the gutter
You gotta move on, forget and forgive
Driving down to Bedford station
To play some tunes just to buy my way home
I ran in to the police a waiting
Watching for me to look wrong way
Well its sunshine in the morning
But by no time, they’ll be calling for rain
Ain't got nothing in my pockets
But that don’t matter cause the music is a running in my veins
I was caught in a smooth operation
Nothing to loose, but nothing to give
Busked my way to Union Station
Back in Brooklyn, I made good tips
Wasn’t enough to pay the damn ticket
Guess ill have to forget and forgive
Every time I make a dime I loose a dollar
Nobody says its easy to live
Well its sunshine in the morning
But by no time, they’ll be calling for rain
Ain't got nothing in my pockets
But that don’t matter cause the music is a running in my veins
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7. |
Along The Way
04:40
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One long year is passing by
Happier and a bit more wise
I've been gone in search of mine
And I wait to pass you by, Oh my
Cause we have sung a thousand words
And with these words I can't deny
That in this world through by and by
We can only hope to shine on by
Tell me all the things that you used to do now
Tell me all the things that you used to do now
Tell me all the things that you used to know now
Tell me all the things that you used to grow now
Every hour I wake my brain
Thinking that I've gone insane
Along the way, maybe someday
It'll come down like the rain, like the rain
Tell me all the things that you used to do now
Tell me all the things that you used to do now
Tell me all the things that you used to know now
Tell me all the things that you used to grow now
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8. |
Calling
04:37
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Once upon a time there lived a woman and a man
The woman heard him singing and held out her little hand
And she was calling, calling out his name
Calling for that everlasting flame
Time was passing oh so fast and slipping underway
An unexpected journey one cold February day
Then he was calling, calling out her name
Calling for to get back in the game
Then the man did everything he knew he thought he should
One day he realized he should have understood that she was
Calling, calling out his name
Calling for that everlasting flame
Passing by the hillside came a Sage in ragged clothes
He took one good look at the man said "Boy, that's how it goes"
And he was calling, calling out his name
Calling then went on to do the same
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9. |
Listen For The Right
06:22
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Maybe you're the last of your kind
But I don't mind, realize what stood the test of time
Its on my mind, just pass it by
Maybe its the past and thats fine
Neon signs flashing by, lighting up whats right
And whats on my mind, packing up to fly
Maybe its about that time
To ease my worried mind
Maybe its about that time
To listen for the right
Cold November day
Ain't got nothing more to say
Just let it be that way
Smoke is on the rise
Of burnt and severed loving ties
Just another reason to say
Maybe its time, maybe its time to speak my mind
Maybe its time
Maybe its time, maybe its time to speak my mind
And listen for the right
Was something in the backs of our minds
Will and try whats inside
Still we must abide when we're alive with how we pass our time
Maybe its about that time
To ease my worried mind
Maybe its about that time
To listen for the right
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10. |
Eye Of The Gypsy
01:13
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11. |
Gypsy Holler
04:17
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I saw her goin round the back door
saw her go I say
saw her goin round the back door
watching her all the way
O that gypsy girl she stole it all
stole it all i say
gypsy girl she stole it all
wont live to see the day
I tracked her down to the the old holler
tracked her down I say
tracked her down to the old holler
shes not gettin away
So I went down to the rivers edge
the rivers edge I say
went down to the rivers edge
and I stopped to kneel and pray
Well I felt the knife blade on my neck
felt the knife i say
felt the knife blade on my neck
my life has gone away
My blood runs red upon the sands
upon the sands I say
my blood runs red upon the sands
I'm bound for judgement day
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12. |
Winter Blues
10:05
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Save the way its been
Sometimes you can't win
Maybe has revealed
Time has won its way again
Something just got truer than the blue sky
As the story carries us along
Even when the winter's holding down the spring
Still the sunshine, still the sunshine
Keeps on singing his song
Say your plans were made
By old retrograde
Maybe has revealed
Time has won its way again
Something just got truer than the blue sky
As the story carries us along
Even when the winter's holding down the spring
Still the sunshine, still the sunshine
Keeps on singing his song
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The Cabin Killers Naples, New York
Original Roots Americana, Old Time and Blues Music from Naples, New York. Steel guitar, Fiddle, Acoustic Guitar and Mandolin backed by Groovin' Drums and Bass.
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