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Texas Romance
04:02
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where did her body go?
drag the river, find it up on the shore
soaked in UV rays
where did her looks go?
lost somewhere between 30 and 44
and withered with age
oh we've all got a whole lot of growing up to do
so many men don't
love their wives for the beautiful things they do
just for the fast, little fuck all of them once knew
he knew her when
she played a banjo in an old-time American music band
but he loved her best when
she gave her body to him in a 15-passenger van
outside of a honky tonk
Texas romance
oh we've all got a whole lot of growing up to do
so many men don't
love their wives for the beautiful things they do
just for the fast, little fuck all of them once knew
pack fast, don't look back, he's passed out
and won't be up til the morning light
gas up, hit the overpass, don't stop till you've reached
the 7th town and found a man
who can finally treat you right.
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Pontchartrain
03:14
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there's something i wanna say
i hope you don't take it the wrong way
i wouldn't wanna make nobody feel blue
but i'm taking a trip
to the bottom of the Pontchartrain
where the dirt on the banks
turns to mud when it rains
because the winters here are eyesores
or so i'm told
and my own true love's heart
has grown ice cold.
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Spray Paint Train
02:32
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we'll spray paint our names on the side of a train
before it travels the whole wide world o'er
and from north to south, inside and out
they'll all know who we're made for
we'll drive around town in the nighttime
drive out passed the country in the day
and in fields of wheat, your arms around me
in the golden grass we will lay
we'll spray paint our names on the side of a train
before it travels the whole wide world o'er
and from north to south, inside and out
they'll all know who we're made for
they'll all know who we're living for
they'll all know who we're dying for.
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the first time i saw the devil
he was just up the road making deals for souls
surprisingly in good health
except a few burns from eternities in hell
says it gives him a story to tell
i could see he had his eyes on me
a young kid who was scrappy as could be
at the tender age of 19
mr. fire-in-your-eyes
i've got a sick strain, 2 guns
and past full of sin and lies
devil: "i think i've seen your type a time or two
born to run, ain't got shit else to lose
except for maybe those blues"
now it's such a long walk home
i shook the devil's hands
and he left me all alone
said i won't need a friend where i'm going
so i went back to the daily grind
waited for the deal to show some life
turns out the devil is just
a man who likes to tell a few lies
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Friend Ship
03:18
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there's ships headed places all the time
and i'll build one for these friends of mine
and we will sail the sea, and you won't see me
until the end of time
but if i don't change, then i'll probably stay the same
and if you ain't on board then you ain't a friend of mine
and i'll keep a good woman by my side
i'm talking one who can really treat me right
and her heart won't pound loud
but it will keep good time
and i will dance to that beat my whole life
she'll leave me one day
"i lost the best girl," i'll say
but if you ain't on board then you ain't a friend of mine
and we'll dock up on some foreign land
make new friends and shake their foreign hands
and we'll stay up all night till the horizon gets light,
leave the next day and never see them again
but the stories they told
we'll carry with us till we're old
but if you're not on board then you ain't a friend of mine
and we'll steal what we need to get us by
not from the good folks, the ones who don't live it right
and it'll teach them about what you have to go without
before you really know what you want from this life
i myself ain't a saint but i've been good enough to say,
"if you ain't on board then you ain't a friend of mine."
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We As Ghosts
03:42
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i can remember lights
i can remember all the times
that you told it through
the one that goes like
"it was we as ghosts outside
and no one knew or cared about
what's on the other's mind"
we've been poor before
i remember bus rides coming down
and i swear that you swore
that "this ain't a way to live
but it's something i'm proud of—
being 24 and never found
a run-around with love"
oh
love like gold
don't you ever say you were born to
because the more i think
the more i'm less like you
there ain't nothing like a tank
on "E" in the rust belt
with nothing for miles away
so we'll lay out under the night
with the look inside our eyes
of not enough sleep
or too much trying to sleep it away
oh
love like gold
don't you ever say you were born to
because the more i think
the more i'm less like you
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Jesus and America
03:17
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she's got pennies on her eyes
not nickels tonight
because she could not open them up wide
i could love you do death all my life
but here is not where they come to die
it's where they go to get recognized
we are not here for your good
we just wanted to show up and leave
just like you never thought we would
you've got the number
get to a payphone and dial it out
on the other end will be Jesus
and you'll finally have a chance to tell him all about
about how it has not rained for weeks
and your children's mouths are hungry
and on account on that
your marriage is getting weak
and he'll tell you everything is bound to be OK
just like he did after that hurricane,
the big wave, oil, and the planes
we are not here for your good
we just wanted to show up and leave
just like you never thought we would
when i die
i'll give you my teeth
i'll give you all of my teeth for free
because when i die
honey i am gonna need
yea i am gonna need someone who can
bite my tongue for me
you've got the number
get to a payphone and dial it out
on the other end will be Jesus
and you'll finally have a chance to tell him all about.
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South Koree
03:53
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you can call it a change
call it what you will
just don't call it strange
my elbows on the sill
i sat and looked out
lonesome for handsome still
then i thought about you
till i forgot about you
now i'm thinking of you
and your shiny red shoes
and how you can slide them on
and walk across that ocean blue
because all my time is spent on the west now
and all my time is spent on the west now
i was all strung out
with a map at my feet
i was fixing to make
a big move to South Koree
i bought a motorbike
with a sidecar for my bride-to-be
then i lost half of what i own
in an ugly game of cards
i won half of that back
now a quarter of it's ours
for such a skinny thing
she can sure hold a lot
inside her arms
because all my time is spent on the west now
and all my time is spent on the west now
there's a lonely bird outside the window
he don't sing but he talks to much
and it sounds like weeping
Sarah's not sleeping
and it's probably keeping her up
so we'll shout all night that we're free
and we'll shout it loud, "we are in love!"
because as a friend once sang,
"when you're young and you're free
you can live however you want"
because all my time is spent on the west now
and all my time is spent on the west now
because all my time is spent thinking of weddings now
and all my time is spent on the west now.
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West
03:48
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i went out
drunk as hell on friday
in my mouth
the taste of shitty beer and cheap drinks
she said,
"you don't ever wanna grow up, do you now?
you're in no rush
and you don't even sing it like you used to now
oh, boy, i thought you swore you'd never change"
Jen went west
with a scarf on her breast
to keep the cold out
she'd lived too long in the north
forgot to bring her raincoat out
and she romanticized what it would be like
to move all around
then with a sad pen wrote home:
"every place looks like the next town
oh, boy, sometimes i swear they never change."
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