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Cowboy Junkies
Cowboy Junkies


Информация
Откуда Toronto, Canada
Жанры Indie Rock
Blues Rock
Folk-Rock
Country Rock
Alternative Country
Americana
Годы 1986—н.в.
Лейблы RCA Records
Geffen Records
Latent Recordings
См. также Jeff Bird
Сайт Website
Состав
Michael Timmins
Alan Anton
Peter Timmins
Margo Timmins



Альбом Cowboy Junkies


Rarities, B Sides And Slow, Sad Waltzes (01.06.1999)
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I saw your shoes by the kitchen door and I knew I missed you
I saw your shoes by the front door and I began to miss you more
I saw your shoes on the landing and Lord I knew I cared
I saw your shoes pretty baby and I longed to have you thereI saw your shoes by the record player and I wished you'd call me
I saw your shoes by the TV set I prayed you'd call
I saw your shoes by the couch and I longed to feel your touch, babe
I saw your shoes pretty baby and I had to have you thereI see your shoes by the shower stall and I begin to wondering
I see your shoes by the bedroom door and my heart starts pounding
I see your shoes at the foot of the bed and I start laughing
I see your shoes, pretty baby, but most of all I see you

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I met her in a church on a Sunday evening
Not late on Saturday night
She sang Ave Maria
A little flat and out of time
But that's what drew me to her
So that's alright
As she placed a nickle in the basket
That I held before her
I asked her to be my wifeAnd there's one cardboard heart
For every time you said "I love you"
A painted star for every secret that we shared
A dried lima bean and small plastic birds
Because you caredI hear their talk and I watch them swap
Their old black and whites
Bitter and beaten
They talk of life's cheatin'
Like old boxers comparing scarsAll I remember is a smile at the top of every working morning
And a shoulder always willing and able
And all those nights that we'd spend just sitting
And talking around our kitchen tableAnd there's one cardboard heart
For every time you said "I love you"
A painted star for every secret that we shared
A dried lima bean and small plastic birds
Because you caredFive rooms made stronger by the breaking and the healing
Of the two hearts they protected within
Now one heart left aching
Just piecing and painting
These walls with the memories of all that is realAnd there's one cardboard heart
For every time you said "I love you"
A painted star for every secret that we shared
A dried lima bean and small plastic birds
Because you caredAnd there's one cardboard heart
For every time you said "I love you"
A painted star for every secret that we shared
A dried lima bean and small plastic birds
Because you cared

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Hollow boned and feathered
She fell to him,
Wriggling perdition she plucked
From deep within.
Feasted high on flowering branches
The fruit of his heart he gave willingly
For her song.From fresh wounds
Were gathered thick sheaves of love.
He lay open palmed to her world:
She stretched in arched abeyance,
Holding thunderclap and starlight in one mind.Sad to see the season go.
I'll miss the crackling of the air,
The loss of all I know.
Sad to see the season go.Indian corn and the bitter taste of envy in the air.
Mired now in cyclic decay.
The nag of conquest.
Skeletal arms
Embrace a withering world.Sad to see the season go.
I'll miss the crackling of the air,
The loss of all I know.
Sad to see the season go.Locked here these dreams of you,
Imperfect dormant seeds.There is a dignity
To this solitude,
A sparkling ambiguity
Both liquid and solid at one time.

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(Bob Dylan Cover)Listen to me baby there's something that you must see
I want to be with you babe if you want to be with me.
But if you gotta go its all right.
But if you gotta go, go now or else you got to stay all night.Its not that I am asking you to take part in any kind of quest
It's just that I ain't got no watch and you keep asking me what time it is.
But if you gotta go its all right.
But if you gotta go, go now or else you got to stay all nightI am just a poor girl trying to connect
I certainly don't want you thinking that I ain't got any respect.
But if you gotta go its all right.
But if you gotta go, go now or else you got to stay all nightIt ain't that I am wanting anything that you never gave before.
It's just that I'll be sleeping and it will be too dark for you to find the door.
But if you gotta go its all right.
But if you gotta go, go now or else you got to stay all night

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Door slams, car starts, he's on the road.
She's left there sitting angry and alone
Thinking of what she should have said
Or maybe she should have gone to bed
Now his words are swirling around in her head.He said and then she said
And then they both yelled together.
Neither one hearing or listening to the other
Words like I never and you don't understand
One word then another until the whole thing's out of hand.But love's still there
It's just hiding in the dark cause it's scared.
Hang on to those feelings that you know are true
And remember that this person means everything to you.Siren scream breaks through her dreams
She rolls to her right.
She realizes that he's still lost to the night.
She gets out of bed both worried and mad,
She prays that he's safe, her anger holds back her dread.Door opens and in walks her baby
With a look on his face that says I'm sorry.
Now's not the time to play silly games
So you reach out your hand and he does the same.

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To lay me down once more.
To lay me down
With my head in sparkling clover.
Let the world go by all lost in dreaming.
To lay me down one last time.
To lay me down.To be with you once more.
To be with you
With our bodies close together.
Let the world go by like clouds a-streaming.
To lay me down one last time.
To lay me down.To lay me down.
To lay me down.
To lay me down.
One last time.
To lay me down.To lie with you once more.
To lie with you
With our dreams entwined together.
To lie beside you my love still sleeping.
To tell sweet lies one last time
And say goodnight.To lay me down.
To lay me down.
To lay me down.
One last time.
To lay me down.

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What does he see in those mashed potatoes?
What secrets does he hold that can be so grim?
The silence like a canyon dividing them
He's on one side she's opposite him
Trying so desperately to get his attention.She says, "Honey, you're a bastard of great proportion."
He says, "Darling, I plead guilty to that sin."
With potatoes half way to his mouth
He looks her in the eye and says, "without a doubt,
My love for you is all that I believe in".With those few simple words her heart is sent soaring
She's able to face another day.
Through the anger and the laughter she knows that she matters
And somebody out there cares.What does she gain by all this sulking?
What troubles can there be for one so young?
Dark tension building like the clouds of a storm
Her daughters in her room and she's at the door
Trying to figure what all this fuss is for.She says, "mother, you're a witch and i'll always hate you".
She says, "Daughter, perhaps these words you speak are true".
She quietly moves towards the bed,
Looks her in the eye gently says,
"But I will always believe in you".With those few simple words her heart is sent soaring
She's able to face another day.
Through the anger and the laughter she knows that she matters
And somebody out there cares.What do we need to keep us going?
What do we need at the end of the day?
Mysteries keep piling like dirty clothes in the corner.
You never thought you'd give up, but you're beginning to wonder
When through the gloom you hear a familiar voice say.......a few simple words that send your heart soaring
You're able to face another day.
Through the anger and the laughter you know that you matter
And somebody out there cares.

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I'm going to find me a dying river
And strike a deal with her i'll say,
"i'll fold you in two and i'll carry you away
To a place where your headwaters will flow
Clean through to your mouth."In return i'll request a small sanctuary
By her banks where we will live with our small family
She will water our garden and clean the dirt from our skin.
While the world clamours at our door
We will dance and not let them in.And if one day we wake up to a bed dry as a bone
Find our river stolen, find our sanctuary gone
We will stand and take stock and be grateful
For what we've not lost.We will pack up our bags, pack our small family
Head across the valley to where the aspen trees
Shiver as they ascend - the green hills rising to blue.
At the edge of the chopping we will turn
And bid fond "adieu".All that I know to be true
Is the touch of your hand on my skin.
One look from you can so easily soothe
All this turmoil withinAs we dance cheek to cheek
With our feet so completely
Locked in a time all our own.
I stop to speak
But you gently keep me
Moving in time to the song.
And in a voice that is sloppy with gin
You say, "let the world spin."I'm going to find me a dying river
And strike a deal with her i'll say,
"i'll fold you in two and i'll carry you away
To place where your headwaters will flow
Clean through to your mouth."In return i'll request a small sanctuary
By her banks where we will live with our small family
She will water our garden and clean the dirt from our skin.
While the world clamours at our door
We will dance and not let them in.

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It's been a long time since i've seen the high plains of Expectation
And I'm way past the lowlands and the deserts of Failure and Doubt
And the last time I passed through Satisfaction
I didn't recognize a single soul there
Now I'm leaving Normal and I'm heading for who knows where"Excuse mister is that seat taken can I put my bag over here
You know, this trip would go a whole lot smoother if you'd take your hand from there
No I'm not from around here and my name's not little darlin"
Why's there one in every crowd and why do I attract them
Funny how the smell of a Greyhound bus now smells like a fresh start to me
And how the sound of steelbelts on asphalt is now the sound of breaking free
But I'd trade all those cancelled tickets for a single return fare
To a station with a loved one waiting thereI've finally learned that there's good and bad and that girl can do some choosing
Of that I'm glad cause this heart and face won't take any more bruising
And the next time that I fall into another's arms there's one thing of which i'll be certain
That he can bear the weight of the love I give without considering it a burdenIt's been a long time since I saw the high plains of Expectation
And I'm way past the lowlands and the desert of Failure and Doubt
And the last time I passed through Satisfaction I felt like a stranger there
Now I'm leaving Normal wherever I'm headed, I don't care

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The water is wide, I cannot cross over
Neither have I wings to fly
Give me a boat that can carry two
And both shall row, my love and I.Oh love is gentle and love is kind
The sweetest flower when first it blooms
But love grows old and waxes cold
And fades away like morning dew.The water is wide, I cannot cross over
Neither have I wings to fly
Give me a boat that can carry two
And both shall row, my love and I
And both shall row,
My love and I.

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