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Everybody's Talking 3:520:00/3:52
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Darkest Side Of Town 3:290:00/3:29
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Till We Meet Again 3:280:00/3:28
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Somebody Help Me 4:310:00/4:31
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Man Who Won The War 5:200:00/5:20
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Treat Me Like A Man 3:290:00/3:29
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Colleen, Goodbye 3:340:00/3:34
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Waiting On The Pain 5:210:00/5:21
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Hold On 5:210:00/5:21
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Nothing Like My Baby
There ain’t nothing like my baby
There ain’t nothing like my girl
There ain’t nothing like my baby
There ain’t nothing like her
So much mystery in this life
So many struggles, so much strife
There ain’t nothing like my baby
There ain’t nothing like my girl
There ain’t nothing like my baby
There ain’t nothing like her
And all the footprints that she leaves
Will never disappear into the deep blue sea
There ain’t nothing like my baby
There ain’t nothing like my girl
There ain’t nothing like my baby
There ain’t nothing like her
Behind the setting sun
From now till kingdom come
She’s more than just my loving cup
She’s the moon and the stars above
There ain’t nothing like my baby
There ain’t nothing like my girl
There ain’t nothing like my baby
There ain’t nothing like her
Rolling herds of thunder
Smell of battle in the air
Clouds so dark it’s useless
To think about their fear
There’s no way out
There’s no way out of here
You can die trying to wait
Or wait trying to die
But there’s no way out
The muddy waters faceless
The sun it talks too loud
Children act like soldiers
Growing older mile by mile
There’s no way out
There’s no way out of here
You can die trying to wait
Or wait trying to die
But there’s no way out
Can you tell me captain can you tell me sir
Who will be the Shepard of this wandering flock of souls
They’re drifting into darkness I see it in their skin
Rising sounds of discontent simmering within
Lightning in the distance
Burning embers in my eyes
Spirits of the past
With their arms open wide
There’s no way out
There’s no way out of here
A sea of granite reaching
Out to God’s unearthly light
Mrs. Miller’s son is buried
On that hill tonight
There’s no way out
There’s no way out of here
You can die trying to wait
Or wait trying to die
But there’s no way out
I met her in a bar
She smiled and touched my hand
She said she came to see
The eyes behind the man
I asked her where she’s from
She said that place is dead
She said she felt my pain
With every word I said
She said dreams do come true
And we will meet again
I’ll hold you in my arms
On a hillside, in the rain
She says where to now
I said I’m chasing air
She said I did that once
That’s how I wound up here
She says she works to live
Taking tickets at the fair
Her lips brush against my face
Whispers in my ear
She said dreams do come true
And we will meet again
I’ll hold you in my arms
On a hillside, in the rain
On The Road Of Freedom
I’ve seen enough, held chaos on the line
There’s nothing left for me here, I’ll be leaving first light
You can stay if you want, you can stay if you need
If you never hear from me again, you’ll know what it means
Cause I’m on the road, I’m on the road
I’m on the road of freedom
Yeah, I’m on the road, I’m on the road
I’m on the road of freedom
The devil has run this world with fear and with shame
The angels will rise with me, on that freedom train
I’ll live amongst the sage and pine, shed the frost from my soul
I’ve been whipped, dragged, flogged, and scorned at the hands of a raging fool
Cause I’m on the road, I’m on the road
I’m on the road of freedom
Yeah, I’m on the road, I’m on the road
I’m on the road of freedom
And I can hear no voices calling. I can see no savior coming
There’s no land of hope and promise, in this valley of pain
The angry mob is getting near, the dogs are moving in
Let the bloodstained hands of man remind him of his sins
I pray that there’ll come a day. I’ll look down upon this land
I’ll see the blood turned to tears of joy and peace will make a stand
Cause I’m on the road, I’m on the road
I’m on the road of freedom
Yeah, I’m on the road, I’m on the road
I’m on the road of freedom
Out on the Streets Tonight
The queen of hearts is selling her soul
Fat Eddie’s just standing there shaking in his shoes
A beggar loses his way in the night
But finds a banquet in the alley, but that’s not news
A young voice in the midnight hour
Knows something's going on downtown
Sounds like positively 4th Street
Only I’m standing on 49th
Out on the streets tonight, hanging on faith and luck
Out on the streets tonight, the wounded march another mile
Hot summer moon shining down
Cindy’s stepping out, it’s all over town
She hangs out every night of the week
Look at all the boys perched at her feet
Lights another cigarette
Laughs at all his poor boy jokes
They end up down at Ruthy’s stealing lighters
All in a nights work
Smoke filled bars line Paradise Avenue
Down here you need eyes in the back of your head
Princess falls asleep dreaming about her prince
And all the fairies to grant her wish
And when the stars fall from the sky
Release her from this life
I don’t have a four leaf clover
I never had that kind of luck
My wheels are always turning
Sure don’t get by on looks
You were my one true love
Came like a dream in the night
Well I know, I know you baby
But you failed to notice me
Now I’m paying these dues such a long time
Paying these dues, won’t somebody pay me
Another Friday night
In a club outside of town
If the show is good I’ll get my reward
That’s all I ask for now
Now I’m stranded out on the highway
‘tween Memphis and Pittsburgh Pa
I’ve been walking not knowing my way
That ways as good as this
Matthew walked down that sacred hill
Callous hands and a workman’s skill
Ma said Jesus shed his blood
Preacher wipes dirt from his gloves
Oh, He’s right on time
Well he was born poor, that’s how he’ll die
This town don’t change much to his life from mine
Always do what he’s supposed to do
Standing tall in his worn out shoes
Oh, he’s right on time
Factory bus and this old dirt road
Come together in this land of gold
A man’s a man when he walks this land
Now my son it’s in your hands
Oh, he’s right on time
A drive-in movie and a cocaine high
My baby’s holding on so tight
And I feel trouble in the world tonight
Cause Satan’s on my shoulder
Jesus ain’t nowhere in sight
Betsy’s only sixteen, there’s darkness in her soul
I’m barely eighteen and growing old
And I live just waiting for a fight
Cause Satan’s on my shoulder
Jesus ain’t nowhere in sight
Well I wonder and I’m lost
I can’t see
Seems the road to nowhere always leads
Leads to me
A roadside café, the shots ring out loud
Betsy cries, my God what have we done now
And the river, runnin’ red tonight
Cause Satan’s on my shoulder
Jesus ain’t nowhere in sight
Satan’s on my shoulder
Jesus ain’t nowhere in sight
Satan’s on my shoulder
Jesus ain’t nowhere in sight
She’s a queen in her faded jeans
We stood alone in this world
Smoke in this room is killing us
I’ve been sleeping through the same old scene
Like the flash of a TV show
She takes me by her smile and leads me on
She takes me home, there’s no place I’d rather be
She takes me home, she makes a doubting man believe
She takes me home, she’s the light in my dreams
She takes me home
Well I don’t know what you’ve been told
I’m sure it’s not like that
Distorted views have always followed me
There’s anger in the world tonight
I’d rather just forget
But there’s a little bit of soul down my street
She takes me home, there’s no place I’d rather be
She takes me home, she makes a doubting man believe
She takes me home, she’s the light in my dreams
She takes me home
So let the cold rain blows
Let it wash away the pain that grows inside of me
I could never live my life
Just hanging on
I always felt best behind the wheel
So we cross the path and through the door
One step at a time
A kiss for luck and don’t look back
She takes me home, there’s no place I’d rather be
She takes me home, she makes a doubting man believe
She takes me home, she’s the light in my dreams
She takes me home, there’s no place I’d rather be
She takes me home, she’s the light in my dreams
She ain’t ready for the big time
She ain’t ready for the bright lights
She’s just a silly little small town girl
Living in a big girl’s world
From these Pennsylvania hills, she ran away
Into the arms of New York City
Lost in a mansion of her dreams
She never did say farewell
Jaime was my girl since Grove City High
I was her only man
Work for my dad in the corner store
Someday she’ll understand
Broadway lights and the party life
That’s not my baby’s style
But I swear that girl on Channel 5
Has my Jaime’s smile
Ramblin’ Jim stopped in for a drink
Looking for a girl with bracelets and rings
Thirty years gone, thirty years down
Down another road that’s going nowhere
Young Spanish eyes came into my life
Carrying a sign that said this will be the last one I trust
You’re the one I love you’re the one I love the best
Been hurt before but your different from the rest
And it’s a hot day in the Smithfield Café
Her long hair flows beyond the sacred vowels
Her shapely legs are the best in town
Shines her revolver in the Pennsylvania sun
When the lights go down there ain’t nowhere to run
She spends my money just to see me laugh
Carries my water in a brown paper bag
Tell me lord, what I have done to deserve this
One more cup of coffee one last kiss
(I think I’m gonna Blow Blues)
Somebody call the Doctor, I think I’m gonna blow
Somebody call the Doctor, I think I’m gonna blow
With all this madness, something’s bound to let go
There’s madness in the big house, madness down below
There’s madness in the big house, madness down below
This place is burning, nobody seems to know
Maybe the long arm of the law will beat up this sickness
Maybe the long arm of the law will beat up this sickness
Let me see it I can find myself a witness
Save me a place in line when we finally meet our maker
Save me a place in line when we finally meet our maker
I want to be right up front and watch all you shakers
Somebody call the Doctor, I think I’m gonna blow
Somebody call the Doctor, I think I’m gonna blow
With all this madness, something’s bound to let go
Tell me Mr. Big Shot, How do you lay your head down at night?
Tell me Mr. Big Shot, How do you lay your head down at night?
You can dream so peaceful with hate on your mind
I saw St. Gabriel walking down Pennsylvania Avenue
I saw St. Gabriel walking down Pennsylvania Avenue
He had a tear in his eye I believe he’s looking for you
Somebody call the Doctor, I think I’m gonna blow
Somebody call the Doctor, I think I’m gonna blow
With all this madness, something’s bound to let go
Somebody Help Me
I’ll take my pain and walk, walk right out the door
Ain’t no angels here, to save me anymore
No money in my pocket, no direction in my soul
There’s a devil in the window, calling out for more
Somebody, somebody, somebody
Somebody help me
Well my hands are cold. My throat is dry
Words are gone. The poet has died
My baby, she never comes around
I keep on running. She turned my life upside down
Somebody, somebody, somebody
Somebody help me
And the voice in my head, whispers. I try to stand.
But I stumble and fall. Well I raise my hand. I raise my hand
Reach out for someone. For someone to reach back..
It’s a hard world we’re living in
It’s such a hard, hard world. Here come those blues again
Somebody, somebody, somebody
Somebody help me
Such a Waste Of Life
Cup of coffee at the Greydog
Sunday morning a steady rain
Daylight moon over the West Side
So much pain
Ghost of violence in the air
And New York is dead
Black man hanging on Clarkson Street, rots in my brain
Such a waste of life
Such a waste of life
Such a waste of life, again
A young orphan running scared
These sins will linger on
And this dirty war never seemed so wrong
Survived the riot of 1863
Written on the cellar wall
And this dirty war never seemed so wrong
Such a waste of life
Such a waste of life
Such a waste of life, again
And time passes like fear
Like a gift from one generation to the next
And we live and we breath
We love and we hate
And we die in the palms of kings and politicians
And we hate again
Well we dream and we chase peace
We hate
And I was born the only son of a lost soul
Nothing changes
Nothing changes
Nothing changes, at all
Such a waste of life
Such a waste of life
Such a waste of life, again
They tore down the steel mill on Second Avenue
All along the riverbank is silent
These things we hold so true, we let slip away
A Slovaks dream comes true
Sweat stained shirts, thirteen children to feed
Women pray to God for his mercy
That’s how the west was won, that’s how it all began
This is where the ending must be
See it in their faces, hear it in their songs
Feel it in their hearts that have been broken
The old know the truth, the young hold the dream
Those that past now can sing
Faded pictures and memories
Faded lives from another century
Never thought that it meant that much to me
William and Katherine, sitting in a tree
So in love, in the year nineteen o three
These things that give us hope, we let slip away
The American dreams funny that way
Tear This Old House Down
Give me your weary mind. Give me your vacant smile
Light the candle of hope. I hear the battle cry
And the sun’s gonna shine. When we tear this old house down.
When we tear this old house down. When we tear this old house down
We can walk with regret. We can drown in our own pain
Draw the sword of peace now. Lift the hammer of faith
And the sun’s gonna shine. When we tear this old house down.
When we tear this old house down. When we tear this old house down
There’s a bridge up ahead. Raging waters are rising now
Give me your trembling hand. Fear is only for a little while
And the sun’s gonna shine. When we tear this old house down.
When we tear this old house down. When we tear this old house down
TELL HER I’M HOME
If you see my baby, tell her I’m home
She left me a letter, killed me with her words
There’s blood on my hands, chasing the unknown
So if you see my baby, tell her I’m home
If you see her tears, hold her close
Shield her from the wind, bring her in from the cold
This road stretched out, and I stayed too long
So if you see my baby, tell her I’m home
Outside the rain keeps falling down
There’s a picture on the table
In this ancient house, not a word, not a sound
If you see my baby, tell her I’m here
Dinners on the stove, flowers in the vase
There’s candle in the window, and it’s shining bright
I just pray to God, its not too late
There was a time, not so long ago
I come home from work
Walking down that road
There was a time, it all seemed right
Mud on my boots, you on my mind
There was a time
There was a time in my life
In my children’s eyes, I walked a king’s mile
I stood so tall and I was their life
But in this room, breath of a man
With death on his side
Trembling hands
There was a time
There was a time in my life
When the train rolls through
Well I’d like to see
Another set of tracks
Rolling hills of green
Please pray for me, my darling dear
And I live my life, beyond my years
Worked all the time, gave all I have
A sinners dream, I’m without regrets
There was a time
There was a time in my life
There was a time
You came along, just what I wanted
You gave me songs, rode down that highway
To hell, to heaven, now the streets are empty
Boredom is eating my mind away
This is nowhere
This is nowhere at all
This is nowhere
I stood aside, I said nothing
I took the ride, to the golden palace
Well, the man at the door, he said this is my house
Then he smiled and he said find a place of your own
This is nowhere
This is nowhere at all
This is nowhere
If I see this place just one more time
I think I’ll take a knife and cut it from my mind
Well, there’s a cold wind coming and it’s blowing strong
Well, I need to find shelter in someone’s arms
I’ll get off this train while it’s sitting at the station
There’s a little part of the world I need for myself
There’s a Bright light shinning somewhere
And I can’t tell which road I’m on
This is nowhere
This is nowhere at all
This is nowhere
This is nowhere at all
This is nowhere
The last I seen old Farmer Brown, he was hanging from a tree
The last I seen old Farmer Brown, he was looking down at me
And the leaves turn dark when the seasons change
This old world can’t remember his name, that’s a shame
The last I seen Miss Maggie Frey, she was marching off to war
The last I seen Miss Maggie Frey, she was walking out my door
And the leaves turn dark when the seasons change
This old world can’t remember her name, that’s a shame
The last I seen Blind Jack Dupree, he was singing from a stage
The last I seen Blind Jack Dupree, he had nothing more to say
And the leaves turn dark when the seasons change
This old world won’t remember his name, that’s a shame
The last I seen my Uncle John, he was looking back at me
The last I seen my Uncle John, he had nothing more to see
And the leaves turn dark when the seasons change
This old world can’t remember his name, that’s a shame
Waiting On The Pain
As the fire burns out. Cold like a winter rain
My eyes see nothing now. Where I’m walking I cannot say
The blood’s been shed. I’m just waiting on the pain
I think of you. I think I always will
I thought I could never lose. Thought I could hold time still
The blood’s been shed. I’m just waiting on the pain
There’s a church house, out on the edge of town
These old musty smells, they gather round
The blood’s been shed. I’m just waiting on the pain
Moonlight shines, through dark windowpane
It’s all so quiet now. So many things have changed
The blood’s been shed. I’m just waiting on the pain
I dreamed I saw outside these crumbling walls
A well of tears. Dead trees beginning to fall
The blood’s been shed. I’m just waiting on the pain
Harriet Beecher Stowe, was a friend of mine
She touched my soul. I’m glad she’s still alive
The blood’s been shed. I’m just waiting on the pain
Workin’
I’m working in the mill now
Workin every day now
I’m working in the mill now
Workin every day now
Trying to pay the bills
Workin in the mill
Workin every day, working every night
I’m working’
Love my baby all night
Love my baby just right
Love my baby all night
Love my baby just right
Try to make her love me
Landlord wants my money
Workin every day, working every night
I’m working’
Workin every day, working every night
I’m working’
I got the workin’ man’s blues
Pay the workin’ man’s dues
I got the working’ man’s blues
Pay the workin’ man’s dues
Can’t get ahead
Just trying not to lose
Workin every day, working every night
I’m working’
Workin every day, working every night
I’m working’
There’s a place beyond the sun
There’s a place beyond forgiveness
And I hold my dreams,
I ain’t holding on forever
And I will shed this skin again
And I will close the door
Cause you and I
Were together
Whenever it seemed like the world was watching
You and I
Were together
Whenever it was convenient for us
You said turn around
And open up your eyes
You said cant you see
That there is here alive
And I will shed my heart and soul
And I will close the door
Cause you and I
Were together
Whenever it seemed like the world was watching
You and I
Were together
Whenever it was convenient for us
We’ll meet again
In peaceful times
And I’ll go your way
And I’ll hope that you’ll go mine
And I will shed these lonely nights
And I will close the door
So you and I
Were together
Whenever it seemed like the world was watching
You and I
Were together
Whenever it was convenient for us
Your Love is Good for my Soul
I got a troubled mind
I got troubled eyes
Lookin at a troubled world
These are troubled times
Got no money
Can’t pay the rent
The light that used to shine
Just went out again
But I look to the highest mountain
When I’m living in the valley below
Take my hand, lay beside me
Your love is good for my soul
I don’t mind crying
Crying suites me well
You can’t get to heaven
Until you spend some time in hell
The sins of my day
Feed the sins of my night
Living in a dying world
But I’m alright
But I look to the highest mountain
When I’m living in the valley below
Take my hand, lay beside me
Your love is good for my soul
I got a troubled mind
I got troubled eyes
Looking at a troubled world