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(Traditional)
The bed is too small for my tired head
Bring me a hill soft with trees
Tuck a cloud up under my chin
Lord, blow the moon out please
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(Dan Messe)
When I was drinking
When I was with you
Living it up when the rent was due
With nothing and no one to live up to
You and me dying on the vine
Holding hands and drinking wine
Now I'm not the same girl I left behind with you
Twelve bars behind us
And twelve bars to go
Bottles of beer lined up in a row
One for each hour you didn't show
You and me dying everyday
Getting high just to pass away
But that's not the reason I couldn't stay with you
Now I am sober
Now I'm alone
Three years have gone by since you have gone
Letting you go
Letting me go on
But I'll raise a glass now to you and me
To lift me higher so I can see
Which of these blessings are killing me
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(Dan Messe)
I am holding half an acre
Torn from the map of Michigan
And folded in this scrap of paper
Is the land I grew in
Think of every town you've lived in
Every room you lay your head
And what is it that you remember
Do you carry every sadness with you
Every hour your heart was broken
Every night the fear and darkness
Lay down with you
A man is walking on the highway
A woman stares out at the sea
And light is only now just breaking
So we carry every sadness with us
Every hour our hearts were broken
Every night the fear and darkness
Lay down with us
But I am holding half an acre
Torn from the map of Michigan
I am carrying this scrap of paper
That can crack the darkest sky wide open
Every burden taken from me
Every night my heart unfolding
My home
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(Dan Messe)
Someone's waving
Someone's counting
Someone's leaving
There's fifty dollars on this pony
Chase him down these tracks
Well won't nobody take my business
I'll teach you how to come back
I saw one hundred miles of steel over wood and let her go
I filled my pockets up with coal black with mud and let her go
I'll throw my hat off when I beat you
Find it when you're gone
There's straw and cotton around the station
I'll make myself a new one
I held a silver dollar tight inside my fist and let you go
I've counted all the things I've lost that point to this and let you go
The whistle's sounding
You are leaving
I am counting
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(Dan Messe)
I should wake up this town - my heart's on fire
Main road and no one's around as the flames climb higher
I have been here before and I know the way
But love seemed sweeter and sure in the light of the day
So as I rise, I will reach for the livin'
And I'll say no prayer
Cuz tonight he brought me to heaven
And left me here
I could tell by his face - those two tired eyes
It's been a long night searching for grace, now the sun won't rise
Now I have been here before though I know I am lost
Cuz the same place that filled me with joy is just a road I crossed
Just a road I crossed
So as I rise, I will reach for the livin'
And I'll say no prayer
Cuz tonight he brought me to heaven
And left me here
So as I rise, I will reach for the livin'
And I'll say no prayer
Cuz tonight love feels nothing like heaven
Don't leave me here
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(Dan Messe)
Leave my station where I stood
To lay for a while with you
I got shadows snapping at my tail
Who say I'm no damn good
But that's just halfway true
All that I'm good for is you
You know I play with all those strays
Prowling outside your door
It's the scraps of love you throw my way
That have got me on all fours
It's only fair you knew
All that I'm good for is you
But I'll leave it behind
To lay down with you
I'll stop running wild
And doing what I used to do
My whole wide world is out of hand
So crooked it leaves me cryin'
But your love is straight is narrow and
It's keeping me in line
This love will see me through
All that I'm good for is you
And I'll leave it behind
To lay down with you
I'll stop running wild
And doing what I used to do
All that I'm good for is you
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(Dan Messe)
Broken moon in the sky
Enough to pull up our eyes
From the ground where we hide
From the ground where we hide
Gonna waste some time with you and let this world go
Keep my heart idle
Gonna waste my time with you and let this love go
A broken heart, idle
Restless stars through the trees
Enough to fall to our knees
Make no sound so no one sees
Make no sound so no one sees
Gonna waste some time with you and let this world go
Keep my heart idle
Gonna waste my time with you and let this love go
A restless heart, idle
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(Dan Messe)
The sidewalk bends where your house ends
Like the neighborhood is on its knees
You're surrounded by a chain-link fence
That keeps me out but lets me see
Well I come by most every night
The shutters pounding in the breeze
A clothesline strung like paper kites
That blow my words right back at me
But someday when my heart exhales
I'll tell you everything
These sweet words spilling all about us
I'll say please please be with me
And I'll breathe so easily
But instead I'm turning blue
I look at you
And keep my stupid mouth shut
The hall light streams out through the screens
And the shadows capture me in webs
Just tangled up in what I've seen
And every word I have not said
I have not said
Cuz the sidewalk bends where your house ends
Like the neighborhood is on its knees
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(Dan Messe/Gary Maurer)
There's a lazy eye that looks at you
And sees you the same as before
When you lay beside me every night
Though now you are with me no more
I can still see the hem of your dress
And the comb as it's parting your hair
And the person I held is still there in my
Lazy eye that looks at you
And sees you the same as before
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(Dan Messe)
I'm not a sailor
I'm not so strong out of my shoes
Dragging like anchors
Over the ocean
Pearls in the sky are strung round the moon
Pointing to you
And I'll sail til morning
Or I'll sail til I
Am carried to you tonight
I'm not a sailor
But I'll spend the night out on the sea
Out on the sea
And I'll sail til morning
Or I'll sail til I
Am carried to you tonight
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(Steve Curtis)
Night like a river, banks are steep
Carry my burden, bury my worry deep
It's like she told me some time ago
There's plenty for harvest, then the cold winds blow
I could live a long, long while on the sweetness of her breath
And I could die for walking miles, and still not find my rest
Bound and delivered, I returned
Tried to forgive her for all the ground we burned
Maybe tomorrow waters will clear
I'll shake this sorrow and leave my worry here
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(Traditional)
Gonna build me a log cabin on a mountain so high
So I can see my darling as she goes passing by
Oh the cuckoo, she's a pretty bird and she warbles as she flies
But she never says cuckoo 'til the fourth day of July
Now my horses, they ain't hungry and they won't eat your hay
So I'll ride on just a little further and feed them on the way
Oh the cuckoo, she's a pretty bird and she warbles as she flies
She will cause you never no trouble and she'll tell you no lie
You can see that I have wandered by the dust that's on my feet
But now I'll build a log cabin and let my true love look for me
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(Dan Messe/Gary Maurer)
Blue sky and yellow sun
Paint the streets and the avenues
You float over everyone
In your rings and your wing-tip shoes
Well I can't say I'll know you when
You come around
You look like a giant in
My hand-me-downs
Taller than anythin'
Riding a horsey through the town
Red bird is hanging low
House to house and tree to tree
He holds on to what he knows
So he takes a hold of me
And I can't say I'll know you when
You come around
You look like a giant in
My hand-me-downs
Taller than anythin'
Riding a horsey through the town
Riding a horsey through the town
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