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You Were Not Made For Me
02:07
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I don’t think you’re crazy baby
I just think that maybe baby
you were not made for me
Pulled over thinking about
a girl in San Antonio a
I danced with when I was 23
And the local boys who friended me were shouting "hey Boston"
And the local girls were all stealing my heart
Hey Boston, I’m coming home
You can’t step in loafers
Her name was Shannon and I believe
I’ve never seen a woman quite like she
Dark black hair and big green eyes
That looked right through me deep inside
But she was not made for me
And the local boys who friended me were shouting "hey Boston"
And the local girls were all stealing my heart
Hey Boston, I’m coming home
I don’t think you’re crazy baby
I just think that maybe baby
you were not made for me
maybe baby you are not made for me
maybe baby you are not made for me.
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That same old sunset I’ve seen so many times
Those same old streaks that light up gold in the sky
Darkness, oh, darkness you’re never far behind
That summer’s sweet August she and I did fly
Sunset, oh sunset
That same old same old sunset by and by
That same old sunset I heard familiar sighs
Tequila how you loosened those jeans from her thighs
Darkness, oh, darkness, you’re somewhere down the line
I never saw her coming still she was quite the find
Sunset, oh sunset
That same old same old sunset by and by
That same old sunset I’ve seen so many times
When she went away all I could do was wonder why
Darkness, oh, darkness you’re always on my mind
The warmest day I’ve ever known still I hang my head and cry
Sunset, oh sunset
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Mercy, My Sweet
03:18
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I'm the only boat in a cold harbor.
This Winter wind keeps blowing harder.
My rusty anchor won't hold much longer.
Those jagged rocks cry for a martyr. Cry for a martyr. Cry for a martyr.
Oh!
Mercy my sweet
Mercy my sweet
Don't you send me so deep
The nights are too long,
the Bulleit is strong,
won't sleep until dawn,
(breathing space/interlude)
So I sing it this song
I'm the only horse on this lonesome road
The weight I carry is a terrible load
Been wandering West since the day I was stole
But I fear my travels will go untold. They’ll go untold. They’ll go untold.
Oh!
Mercy my sweet.
Mercy my sweet
Don't let me die on my feet.
The nights are too long,
the Bulleit is gone,
won't sleep until dawn,
your mother was wrong.
She was wrong.
I'm the only note on a blank page
the ink is black though it bleeds & fades
It was written long before any song was made
An when you hear it sung you'll want to kneel and pray,
you’ll want to kneel and pray, you’ll want to kneel and pray
Oh,
Mercy my sweet
Mercy my sweet
Let me be your rhythm and beat
*
(music/Interlude)
I'm the only man atop this old Mountain
Been so many years I had to stop from counting
Each day I climb higher though the trail is daunting
But When I reach the top God will hear me shoutin.
He will hear me shoutin. Christ"ll hear me shoutin.
Oh!
Mercy my sweet
Mercy my sweet
The great empty I leap
The nights are too long,
The Bullets, my song,
Won't sleep until dawn,
your mother was wrong.
She's so fucking wrong!
Mercy my sweet!
Mercy my sweet!
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4. |
Two Worlds Collide
02:32
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She said goodbye in a letter
ended love with a pen
So many years I had known her
but so many things went unsaid
I guess I coulda done better
Maybe she needed
a friend
Could be she’s a stranger to me now and was a stranger to me then
Alone and drinking whiskey
The stage is occupied
Two worlds collide
Tonight feels very familiar
Could be the bourbon or the being alone
Something I wanted to tell her
Before she was gone
Alone and drinking whiskey
The stage is occupied
Two worlds collide
She said goodbye in a letter
ended love with a pen
Still the world laughs and sings as if the night had wings
and the wind is whispering
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The Morgan Boys
02:59
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Bob and Ted Morgan
are fishing down harbor
Casting their lines
by the light of the moon
Dark Bob hummed a song
To which his brother sang along
War in France were the times
Young Ted learned the tune
Sons of the harpooner
on his old wooden schooner
Da could Lilly iron
a sword from the deep
Pulling Fluke from black water
The decks red with the slaughter
If you reap what you sow
Can you sow what you reap?
(Refrain)
The Atlantic is mean the cold finds your spleen and holds secrets that no man should speak.
So the boys chug along
a singing their song
Sailing black waters for a truth that they seek
Ho Ho Ho Boys Hoh
Ho ho ho ho ho ho ho hoh
The fabled (Eliza Benner)
she crooned like an Irish tenor
Her bow cut the cold Atlantic
Sharp as a knife.
Truth is good men can be sinners
On island, Katama Cats are winners
This boat boys…
she’s become a wife
(Refrain)
The Atlantic is mean the cold finds your spleen and holds secrets that no man should speak.
So the boys chug along
a singing their song
Sailing black waters for a truth that they seek
Ho Ho Ho Boys Hoh
Ho ho ho ho ho ho ho hoh
(Repeat)
Two brothers waltzing across a sea
Willing to pay for all that could come free
Silent and stubborn
everything goes unsaid
Til the one inescapable day
When there’s nothing left to say
Cause one still fishes its lonely grey…
And the other one is dead
(Refrain)
The Atlantic is mean the cold finds your spleen and holds secrets that no man should speak.
So the boys chug along
a singing their song
Sailing black waters for a truth that they seek
Ho Ho Ho Boys Hoh
Ho ho ho ho ho ho ho hoh
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6. |
Nowhere
02:17
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i'm a drunk I'm a clown i'm stumbling 'round this town
I'm looking for you but you're not around
you're nowhere to be found you're nowhere to be found
A hero I'm a thief I'm trying to find relief
I'm looking for you in sad disbelief
that you're nowhere I can reach you're nowhere I can reach
Come ride with me come ride with me
we'll take the road that hugs the sea
like outlaws in an old movie
like it used to be when it was you and me
I'm a fool I'm a fake I'm trying to hit the brake
I'm looking for you for my own sake
but you're nowhere I can make you're nowhere I can make
Come ride with me come ride with me
on a 57' Hellcat Dream
like coyotes running wild and free
like it used to be when it was you and me
i'm a drunk I'm a clown i'm stumbling 'round this town
I'm looking for you but you're not around
you're nowhere to be found you're nowhere to be found
yeah you're nowhere to be found you're nowhere to be found
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7. |
Naked Not Nude
02:21
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There's a man in the road selling lies
He's got mercury dimes for eyes
I told him a joke
a riddle I bespoke
But when he laughed
it just made me cry
The word is naked not nude
The world can be fake and so rude
Still I like your attitude
And I like me and you
She laughed and called me a fool
A Shakespearean tool
The shovel's in my hand
but I don't understand
What the work is
I'm supposed to do
The word is naked not nude
The world can be fake
and so rude
Still I like your attitude
And I like me and you
There's a whiskey bottle lying on the floor
But I ain't drinking anymore
It's all in my head at least that's what she said
I believe I've heard it all before
The word is naked not nude
The world is fake and its crude
Still I like your attitude
And I like me and you
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Fist bumping mormon missionaries
at Popeyes chicken
in Chalmette
Some guy named Norman
wishing
that sunrise would kick in
But not yet
If I was an outlaw I wouldn’t be Sundance
‘Cause once he met Butch
He didn’t stand a chance
Elder John took a shine to my stylish ways.
We struck up a conversation of souls unsaved.
Waiting on biscuits, waiting on rice, there's only one way to salvation, the Pearl of Great Price.
The roosters on your block have a death wish
They all like strutting down this street
They crow as the go
Right past the door
Where the sign says “all you can eat
Fist bumping mormon missionaries pulses quicken but no regrets
Talking to a foreman who’s watching the clock a-ticking while he just rests
If I was a colonel I wouldn’t be here
I’d be somewhere in Kentucky sipping a cold beer
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Did you hear the news Willie’s got a stolen car
Well he’s ten years old and we didn’t think he’d make it that far
I was just a boy on Constance Street
The city sidewalks the sun and the heat
Did you hear the news Willie’s got a stolen car
We used to ride our bikes through the funeral parlor parking lot
I could tell you so much more I could but I’m not
‘Cause it was way back then and I don’t know
If I’d do it again
Well you know how it goes
Did you hear the news Willie’s got a stolen car
And hey, do you know what I’m talking about
I’m alone sometimes and sometimes I still have my doubts
‘Cause I don’t know and I don’t care
You’re right here and she’s back there
Did you hear the news Willie’s got a stolen car
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10. |
Differently
01:55
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Under sand sea and sky
I sit and wonder why
do we all see the same things differently
Is love a baby's smile
or being home for a while
Or is a butterfly a moment that you see
Differently that's the way we're made to be
differently
we're all the same but differently
all the same but differently
Under and ocean of stars
have you wondered where you are
with a hundred million lights to point the way
you rarely even see
that you're where you should be
there's still things to do for you and me
differently
we're all the same but differently
all the same but differently
Under sand sea and sky
I sit and wonder why
do we all see the same things differently
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Don’t have much to say
Just came to pass the day
With a friend or two
Have a drink
Maybe have a few
We’ll sing songs and laugh
Tell stories about the past
‘Til it gets so late one of us can’t stay awake
Well, well, well one more time it’s so sweet
well well well one more night in Wellfleet
Thunderstorms and lightning strikes
Stories that we got right
Or wrong again
My old friend
Lies are truth ya overheard
Hovering like a hummingbird
Over falling leaves
the wind deceives
Well, well, well one more time it’s so sweet
well well well one more night in Wellfleet
When we reach the summer’s end
Let’s all just pretend
it ‘s still July
no time to cry
Well, well, well one more time it’s so sweet
well well well one more night in Wellfleet
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12. |
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Paul Sanchez New Orleans, Louisiana
Paul Sanchez has 23 solo releases beginning with Jet Black And Jealous in 1992.
He has written songs recorded
by:
Darius Rucker, Hootie and The Blowfish, The Eli Young Band, Kevin Griffin (Better Than Ezra), Susan Cowsill, John Boutte, Irma Thomas (the Soul Queen of New Orleans), Carmela Rapazzo, Shamarr Allen and Glen David Andrews.
Ce Meme Vieux Soleil Couchant written by Paul and Steve Brennan.
... more
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