1. |
Slow Dance with You
02:59
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I wanna pull you close
And slow dance with you
Darlin’, I ain’t the perfect man
But I see the sun’s coming up
And you’re lovely wrapped in dawn
Darlin’, take my hand
Take your time
No rush
We’ve got the band all night
Forget the world
It's just you and I
Ain’t got no expectations
Got no questions to ask
Darlin’, take that fear from your eyes
Chorus
Instrumental
I know you miss someone
I’m missing someone too
But it ain’t
about them tonight
It's about two lost hearts
And a bucket full of tears
That’s being left outside tonight
Chorus
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2. |
Dark Beauty
03:22
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Dark Beauty
With your doe-like eyes
And a crinkle of hair
Fading lonely across your brow
All across the mesa
Dust is sticking to my skin
But I ride with the dreams
of seeing my home again
Dark Beauty
Sunset sinking over the range
Gonna grab my pastorale
And ride the trail to you again
Dark Beauty
A cold solemn tone
Riding on past the mission bells
On the wore out dusty road
Chorus
And you say,
“Can’t it wait until tomorrow?
For it’s you, who can take away this sorrow…”
Instrumental
Brown eyes shining
You’re the spirit I always knew
That would whistle me a melody
That would bring me back to you
Dark Beauty
I’d ride from Eagle Pass to Rowe
For you to see my returning
With you standing in our home
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3. |
If You Truly Love Me
04:33
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I tore down the wall
That showed me the way
To a dream that I once knew
As I ride through the ruins
of my old home place
I have finally made it
On back to you
My hands are tired
From knocking on your door
Though I can see you clearly
Through the open windowpane
Tell me now, little one
As I stand at your door
Tell me forever
That you love you me no more
For I’ve come back again
To take my picture off the wall
For if you truly love me
Let my heart go free
Did you know that I gave away
two weeks’ pay
Just to be here next to you?
Did you ever consider
That one look in your eyes
Could have repaid
every debt you were due?
There’s a storm in the distance
Can’t you see the clouds?
I have a long journey
And its looks like rain
Tell me now, little one
As I stand at your door
Tell me forever
That you love you me no more
For I’ve come back again
But be rest assured
That if you truly love me
Let my heart go free
It’s a twisted mile
From the skyline to the sea
And I ask you
To let my heart go free
Lullaby, Lullaby
A target on my back
A mirror of all you survey
You made me mourn your name
But now my money’s my own
My decision it was
Thoughtfully weighed
A garden once stood
In the place where we stand
So I will leave you with this final refrain
Tell me now, little one
As I stand at your door
Tell me forever
That you love you me no more
For I’ve come back again
Get your eyes up off the floor
Cause if you truly love me
Let my heart go free
I’ve come back again
Get your eyes off the floor
Cause I don’t give a damn
If you don’t love me anymore
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4. |
Traveling Wildfire
06:09
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There’s a traveling wildfire
Sprawling like an endless gravel road
You can see it tearing up the mountainside
It goes where it wants to go
And my eyes cry looking at the flames
Orange to yellow burning to white
There’s a traveling wildfire
Blazing into the valley tonight
There’s a dark moon in the valley
Covered in clouds made of clay
And the wind’s rolling scolding voice
Will make the Mississippi change its way
And I can hear a simple moaning
A lonesome tune to cry
For there's a dark moon in the valley
Rising high up
Rising high
Instrumental
The dark moon is beaming
Like a flicker of candlelight
And when you think the night is over
Folks remind you that times are getting tight
But there are too many voices
To get us out of the maze
And the dark moon is beaming
As a final melody is being played
And I spend my time
Looking for a place
soft and warm
Oh my love, my love
How did we end up
in the eye of the storm?
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5. |
It’s Cold Inside
04:30
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What happened to my home?
It broke up and blowed away
Just like the leaves in the fall
Before the winter comes
It's cold inside
But it's better than being left out in the snow
Lead me to your fire
Before its time for me go
Did you ever have a dream
That you thought would never die?
Did you know it would haunt you
When you put a bullet between its eyes?
It's cold inside
There are pictures on the wall
And they seem to say,
“It’s better to have dreamed and lost
Than to have never dreamed at all”
Bitter cold is the morning
Holding hands with the night
Brain is burning with memories
of half-remembered dreams
It's cold inside
There's a bird singing a song
And it seems to remind me
That no matter where I go
I just don't belong
Instrumental
I need some reassurance
As I’m stumbling down the foggy road
All these notes and well wishes are fine
but they're too late to help me now
It's cold inside
I'll take the notes and read them real slow
And then I’ll build a fire
That should keep me from the cold
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Chorus
Fight on, fight on, children, and don't turn back
We are almost down to the shore
Peter, Peter, out on the sea,
Drop your nets and follow me
We are almost down to the shore
Moses died in the days of old
Where he was buried, ain’t never been told
We are almost down to the shore
Chorus
Instrumental
God called Moses on the mountain top
Praise the Lord, said Moses' heart
We are almost down to the shore
His commandments in Moses' mind,
Said Moses, “Gonna leave my children behind”
We are almost down to the shore
Chorus
Instrumental
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7. |
Nobody Wrote It Down
03:55
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Great, Great, Granddaddy was a runaway slave
Noose around his neck, if he be found
Great, Great Granddaddy rode for Pony Express
But nobody wrote it down
Great Granddaddy was a Buffalo Soldier
In the Platte River, he almost drown
Took an arrow through his left shoulder
But nobody wrote it down
Nobody wrote it down
In the history books, it can’t be found
Nobody wrote it down (2x)
My Granddaddy on a cattle drive
Up to Montana from Abilene town
Shot two rustlers to stay alive
But nobody wrote it down
Nobody wrote it down
In the old dime novels it can’t be found
Nobody wrote it down (3x)
In the history books it can’t be found
Nobody wrote it down (2x)
Instrumental
Daddy’s brother was a railroad porter
The boiler blew and the fire all around
Saved a woman as the fire shot toward her
But nobody wrote it down
Nobody wrote it down
In the movie scripts it’s seldom found
Nobody wrote it down (2x)
Great, Great Granddaddy rode for Pony Express
Great Granddaddy was a Buffalo Soldier
My Granddaddy on a cattle drive
Daddy’s brother was a railroad porter
In the history books it's seldom found
Nobody wrote it down
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8. |
Saddle It Around
03:40
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Tell me where you come from now?
Tell me where you come from now?
I’m from far out in the country
I’m from far out in the country
How you get your livin’ done?
On my rack and pony
What’s your horses livin’ on?
I give them corn and water
Instrumental
Down the road I got arrested
Police took me to the jailhouse
(What’d they do?)
Brought me before a cruel old judge
That judge give me a heavy sentence
(Then what’d I say to him)
“Judge, you know I ain’t never been here before”
(What’d he say to me)
“Give you six months you ain’t comin’ back no more”
Now the judge he was so cruel to me
And he would not let me go
Now I’m just sittin’ here in the jail
Thinking back on the country
They pick it like that…
Here another train on the track…
Go something like this…
Sometimes that train be going off the track though…
Go like this…
Tell me where you come from now?
Tell me where you come from now?
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9. |
Big Money Blues
02:26
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You know your low-down rider
Done packed up all his things and gone
He saw the Big Money Blues coming
Got his watch out of pawn
You can wear a blood diamond
A long gold chain or a crown
But you got the Big Money Blues
I see your ship’s going down
Chorus
I heard the news
I heard the news
That the bank is going to break
We got the Big Money Blues
So how much more can you take?
(Instrumental)
Oh play it six!
Now the temperature’s rising
I got to throw my trunk outdoors
I got the Big Money Blues
Can’t live in my house no more
I got my radio blasting
I got to get my ear real close
We got Big Money Blues
Long time before it goes
Chorus
Instrumental
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10. |
Old Desert Road
03:33
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I went back down
Went back down
That old desert road
There was a broken billboard on the right
The past was gone
And the world had moved on
And I had to get back
before it was night
I had a bad bad feeling
That the word was getting around
That mahogany bird
Had chirped a dirty word
And now they’ve got to clear out the whole town
I knew it was another rodeo
When she took the rhinestones and gold
That were simply
Laid out on a silver plate
Chorus
Speeding down
Speeding down
that old desert road
I saw a woman with her arms outstretched in my dreams
Though she beckoned me toward her
She wore a shimmering scarlet dress
And I woke up not knowing
what that premonition means
But I had a bad bad feeling
That the water level was runnin’ low
And if you give in to fear, you’ll stall
So that no matter where you crawl
It’ll haunt you wherever you go
The next night she took me to the hill county
Where a march was being played
But a soldier grabbed me by the hand
And said, “My friend, you cannot stay”
Instrumental
Chorus
I keep my ridin’ on
And I ain’t gonna stop
on account of one fool little bird
Who never really
Ever sang my song
But I had a bad bad feeling
She’d get me thrown off the trail
Now folks, I ain’t never dropped
I’ll keep on
No need for you to collect my bail
It was just some Hollywood story
And now I’m holding the fuse
Ain’t that fine
This life of mine
It's the one that I got to choose
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11. |
Rabbit Foot Rag
02:42
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12. |
Tough Luck
02:11
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Every man gets in tough luck sometime
Every man gets in tough luck sometime
Oh, but I’ll be lucky some old day
If I lose, let me lose, I don’t care
If I lose, let me lose, I don’t care
Oh, but I’ll be lucky some old day
Well, I ain’t got a nickel or a dime
Well, I ain’t got a nickel or a dime
Oh, but I’ll be lucky some old day
Instrumental
I’ll be laughing when the sun goes down
I’ll be laughing when the sun goes down
Oh, but I’ll be lucky some old day
Take your time, I am weary, take your time
Take your time, I am weary, take your time
Oh, but I’ll be lucky some old day
Instrumental
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13. |
Song to JCB
03:58
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Oh, listen to my story
And I’ll tell you ’bout my friend
Plays the best harmonica
And I’ll love him to the end
He’s traveled all the highways
From New York to Vancouver Bay
Born in a Georgia shack
And he’s in San Francisco today
So listen to what I say
Chorus
Who’s that man
Singing that song?
Who’s that man
Singing that song?
Who’s that man?
Tell me who’s that man?
I think it’s JC and everybody sing along
Well, JC sittin’ out there
On Grant Street
Ain’t got much money
And he ain’t got much to eat
Well, all you rich people
Passing by his feet
You make JC so sad sometimes
That he don’t know how to sleep
Ah, he don’t know how to sleep
Chorus
I remember them lonely nights
We’d sit and hear JC play
Bruce and me and Godfrey
All crouched in some doorway
Laughing and a-cryin’
And stomping our feet
Til the landlord said,
“Move on! Get out!
My children are asleep!”
I said, “My children are asleep!”
Chorus
Instrumental
Well, J.C. said one night
I’m gonna tell you ’bout my shoes
They walked with Pete Seeger and Sonny Terry too
Tryin’ to earn a livin’ and tryin’ to play the blues
Them souls are getting thin now and I guess mine is too
Oh, look in his eyes, friend
Look at his hands
Seen a lot of livin’
and touched a lot of land
And if you don’t believe
he’s breathing and alive
Then you better watch yourself
When he’s doing the “Old Hand Jive”
Watch J.C. doing the “Old Hand Jive”
Who’s blowing them blues?
Tell me brother
Who’s blowing them blues?
Tell me sister
Who’s blowing them blues?
It’s the man you all abuse
I think it’s J.C.
On his old harmonica
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Well, I ain’t got my childhood
Or friends I once did know
I ain’t got my childhood
Or friends I once did know
But I still got my voice left
And I carry it anywhere I go
Hey, hey, I guess I’m doing fine
And I ain’t never had much money
But I still get around somehow
No I ain’t never had much money
But I still get around somehow
Many times I have bended
But I ain’t never yet bowed
So hey, hey, I guess I’m doing fine
Hey, it’s trouble, yes it’s trouble
Trouble on my mind
Trouble oh it’s trouble
Trouble on my mind
But all the trouble in this world, Lord
Is much bigger than mine
But hey, hey, I’m guess I’m doing fine
And I never had no army
To jump at my command
No, I ain’t never had no army
To jump at my command
But I don’t need no army
As long as I’ve got one good friend
So hey, hey, I guess I’m doing fine
I’ve been kicked and whipped
I’ve been trampled on
I’ve been shot at just like you
I’ve been kicked and whipped
I’ve trampled on
I’ve been shot at just like you
But as long as the world keeps a-turning
I keep a-turnin’ too
So hey, hey, I guess I’m doing fine
Well, my road might be rocky
The stones might cut my face
My road it might be rocky
The stones might cut my face
But as some folks ain’t got no road at all
They just gotta stand in the same old place
Hey, hey, so I guess I’m doing fine
Instrumental
I fooled myself into thinking
That I was moving along too slow
I fooled myself into thinking
That I was moving along too slow
Stood between the burning sun
And the drizzlin’ snow
With a thousand miles to go
And if you were to ask me
What’s really on my mind
If you were to ask me
What’s really on my mind
I can see a new world is a-comin’
And I won’t be left behind
So hey, hey, I guess I’m doing fine
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15. |
Dom Flemons Chicago, Illinois
The American Songster, Multi-Instrumentalist, Singer-Songwriter, Music Historian, Record Collector
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