1. |
Open Heart
03:01
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Another night with my guitar
and this restlessness inside of me
As if I could just capture it
Just capture it and set it free
As if I could lay words down on it
Or chain it to a melody
Love is like. . .
Sometimes I try to draw a map
to lead me back into the past
A long trip through the flatlands
fields of wheat in Kansas
Take it in where I’ve been
a few monuments lost
in a sea of grass
Life is like. . .
With an open mouth and no words to
sing
With an open heart and no gifts to turn
you around
Another night with my guitar
and this restlessness inside of me
As if I could just capture it
Just capture it and set it free
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2. |
Used To Be
02:37
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Folks would scurry, jumping to their feet
When your fiddle danced and you stomped a beat
Booze out back put the devil in their shoes
On Saturday night you staked your claim
On all his favorite tunes
Fingers flying, dust and lightning
Wonder how it used to be
Wonder how it used to be
Hollow body, ringing strings of steel
Drumming out a tune on the tractor wheel
Da-da-da-da-da
Whirling round your easy chair and tugging at your sleeve
Watching children come and go and dance among your dreams
Children’s children come and go and dance among your dreams
Fingers flying, dust and lightning
Wonder how it used to be
Wonder how it used to be
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3. |
Still Unbroken
02:59
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I went out to my tractor / It was time to break the fields
And there I saw a wild bird / Resting on the wheel
I’ll never forget her beauty / As she cleared that wooded rise
And never in my life / Have I felt so dissatisfied
My plow has turned the topsoil / My ax has cleared the trees
But my heart’s still unbroken / Yes, my heart’s still unbroken
My heart’s still unbroken / Yes, my heart still wanders free
Sometimes I take a notion / To ramble into town
Still looking for the woman / Who won’t try to tie me down
But I’ll never forget her beauty / As she cleared that wooded rise
And never in my life / Have I felt so dissatisfied
My cattle behind fences / And my windmill works the breeze
But my heart’s still unbroken / Yes, my heart’s still unbroken
My heart’s still unbroken / Yes, my heart still wanders free
Most days just find me circling round / Working up my land
There’s not a soul in this country wide / Who could ever understand
And I’ll never forget her beauty / As she cleared that wooded rise
And never in my life / Have I felt so dissatisfied
My plow has turned the topsoil / My ax has cleared the trees
But my heart’s still unbroken / Yes, my heart’s still unbroken
My heart’s still unbroken / Yes, my heart still wanders free
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4. |
Pig's Ankle Rag
02:29
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When you're crossing the street, and you feel a strange beat
Well you just put a little wiggle in your hands and your feet
Though you're far from the farm, it won't do any harm
If you just move a little lazy like a pig from the barn
Oh, baby, I know you're not crazy
You're just doin' the Pig Ankle Rag
Step a little higher, don't you let your feet drag
Come on and do a little dance they call the Pig Ankle Rag
Oh, baby, I know you're not crazy
You're just doin' the Pig Ankle Rag
There's a hole in my pants, and I'm too shy to dance
So I just do a little wiggle with my tail to the wall
Paid my social life dues in my still leather shoes
Now it's time for the Pig Ankle Rag
Step a little higher, don't you let your feet drag
Come on and do a little dance they call the Pig Ankle Rag
Oh, baby, I know you're not crazy
You're just doin' the Pig Ankle Rag
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5. |
The Thinnest Veil
02:47
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A song is but the thinnest veil
A song is but the thinnest veil
A song is but the thinnest veil
Between me and you who know me well
A song is but the thinnest veil
I’m wishing you to tear it down
I’m wishing you to tear it down
I’m wishing you to tear it down
And meet me on our common ground
A song is but the thinnest veil
Remember when I turned away
Remember when I turned away
Remember when I turned away
Well it’s hurt me more than I can say
A song is but the thinnest veil
And leaves are falling in the wind
Leaves are falling in the wind
Leaves are falling in the wind
And we may not pass this way again
A song is but the thinnest veil
And I’m wishing you to tear it down
And meet me on our common ground
A song is but the thinnest veil
A song is but the thinnest veil
The thinnest veil. . .
The thinnest veil. . .
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6. |
Fallen Giants
03:13
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On the northwest coast of Washington
Where the evergreen meets the salty roar
Among the trees a rainy place
The town that you call home
Where each lost generation is reborn
At the Logger’s Bar where you pass some days
Old photographs stare from rough-cut walls
In black and white a cedar stump
is rising proud and grim
Upon their work stand fifteen weary men
Can you hear the mighty pounding of the waves
Slip into the ebbing of the tide
Feel the rhythm of the past rise and fall
Old rusty teeth on a crosscut saw
Take a dirt road off Highway 101
That winds its way among the clearcut hills
Ferns and briars lace the work
of fallen giants
They didn’t leave a thing
for you to kill
Can you hear the mighty pounding of the waves
Slip into the ebbing of the tide
Feel the rhythm of the past rise and fall
Old rusty teeth on a crosscut saw
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7. |
Black Pearl
02:09
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Your daddy was a lonesome man
Tenor in a country band
Loved guitar til he punched his hand
Through the windshield of mama’s car
You got you wanderlust from him
And never left the place you live in
Seen him drink his life away
You’ll do with yours what you may
Black pearl . . . a secret world so tough and beautiful
Black pearl . . . a darker flash behind a smile
Black pearl . . . your pain’s a grain upon the sands of time
Just swallow it and make a black pearl
Years of watchin’ from the dark
Bands screamin’ through the local bars
Jammin’ on your air-guitar
With the kids up on the stage
Silence hides a buzzing string
Loaded spring that no one sees
Yet to launch the broken dreams
That rise up when you start to sing
Black pearl . . . a secret world so tough and beautiful
Black pearl . . . a darker flash behind a smile
Black pearl . . . your pain’s a grain upon the sands of time
Just swallow it and make a black pearl
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8. |
Ain't No Time
03:07
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There ain’t no time for you, babe
Ain’t no time for me
Ain’t no time for all the things
We never thought we’d need
Ain’t no time for finding out
Who’s been keeping score
Only time for getting out
Don’t need this any more
There ain’t no place that’s far enough
From walls we’ve built between
Ain’t no place that’s pure enough
From battles we have seen
Ain’t no place across the sea
A ship can take me to
Your heart is miles away from me
My heart miles away from you
There ain’t no writer good enough
To speak this kind of pain
Ain’t no words ring true enough
When tears fall down like rain
Ain’t no song been every played
Can show what’s in my mind
When gentle love turns hard to hate
Time to leave it all behind
There ain’t no way of telling, babe
Ain’t no way to know
Ain’t no way of seeing clear
Where things began to go
Ain’t no way of mending hurts
Been open much too long
Don’t wanna feel any worse
We’ve done us too much wrong
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9. |
Good as Gone
03:01
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With your ticket on the table
And your suitcase by the door
It’s too late now to tell you
Things I might have said before
And all this time I went along
Sure I was the one
As good as it gets
Now you’re good as gone
Standing on the hillside
The station’s down below
Your train will leave this valley
And the only life I’ve known
You say this small town just can’t hold you
Have you known it all along?
As good as it gets
Now you’re good as gone
Now your letters don’t come often
And you say you’re happy there
You’ve cast off your country ways
Like this coat you used to wear
And if you’re not the one for me
I will carry on alone
As good as it gets
Now you’re good as gone
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10. |
Nameless Cures
03:45
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Everything around us we carried on our backs
You and me, we set up camp on the banks of Ramsey’s Draft
This valley shelters us from the roles we’ve learned to play
Nothing can touch us here but the wind and rain
Nameless fears cry out for nameless cures
I guess I might call it losing you
This world can feel like a tinderbox
But tonight the campfire belongs to me and you
Honey, I crave times like these, where life is whittled down
To only you and me and the stars and the trees
And I’ve got the tent all ready, and the river’s flowing steady
Baby, it will sing us to sleep
Nameless fears cry out for nameless cures
I guess I might call it losing you
This world can feel like a tinderbox
But tonight the campfire belongs to me and you
Never lose sight of the mystery of fire
The glowing space where we are drawn together
So if we burn then let us burn together
These nameless fears that cry out for nameless cures
I guess I might call it losing you
This world can feel like a tinderbox
But tonight the campfire belongs to me and you
Tonight the campfire belongs to me and you
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11. |
Remembering Frank
03:25
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Frank could tan a raccoon hide
And make a boy a cap that was
mighty fine
When he spoke, salt and pepper
was his only spice
And I ate his words with a fork
and knife
Never had much use for books
and such
But he gave me tales
of a boyhood rough
The kid who tried to take him from behind
Gave his two front teeth to Frank for a prize
Just thinkin’ of the life you spent so free
Frank, I’m lookin’ for something of you in me
He never prayed or went to church
when Sunday’d come
He roamed the hills in a sky-blue truck
Showed me how to aim a gun
Wouldn’t change his clothes
for anyone
When he learned that he would
die so soon
I guess he might have cried
alone in his bedroom
Just thinkin’ of the life you spent so free
Frank, I’m lookin’ for something of you in me
He set his sights on the core of life
And never gave an inch without
a damn good fight
But soon he didn’t know his own
best friends
And I watched the spit and tears
flow freely down his chin
Just thinkin’ of the life you spent so free
Frank, I’m lookin’ for you
And thinkin’ of the times you gave to me
Frank, I know there’s something of you in me
When he spoke, salt and pepper was
his only spice
And I ate his words with a fork and knife
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