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White Boy's Lament
03:13
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Unauthentic Folk
04:32
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I hitched a ride over to Memphis town
Got as far as Nashville when she quit us, and broke down
"God Damn," I thought, "Ain't it just right?"
Aiming for Graceland but I'm still lost in this night - Mercy
There's still nothing worse than watching her go
The last of the wood fire before the cold
I wander and I wander and you best believe
I'll wander till some god remembers me
I tried my luck on the Ole Row
Stood on the corner playin' old songs I used to know, oh man …
Earned what i could for the bus fare
Nickels and dimes and the rest reminded me I don't belong here
I've spent too long living this way
Wonderin' if the devil is bound to stay
Baskin' in the moonlight howling' for the day
Runnin' with the wolves there'll be hell to pay
Waitin' on the Shepard, for the lamb I pray
Waitin' on the Shepard, on the lamb I prey
Only nine more stops to Beale Street
Ain't been this far south since my hasty retreat, oh man …
Figured I'd go where the Kings die
Order a bourbon or whiskey, I don't give a damn which is right
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Emma, that sweet refrain
You sang about Jesus, you sang about shame
I hung your letters in my window frame
Watched them curl brown, harden and fade
Emma, that sweet refrain
The creak of a porch swing, the sound of the rain
Your wide green eyes, mine turning gray
Youthful beating, like it was yesterday
Pistol shot, and a bleeding heart, rusted lock and a wasted spark
Your side of Heaven, my side of Hell, thirsty bucket in an empty well
Your morning, my midnight, your sun to my moon
But I’ll stay awake for you
Emma, that sweet refrain
I heard you got married, changed your name
I built you a chapel on Chicago Lane
We stood there for ages, shadow in shade
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4. |
Steph's Song
03:59
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5. |
Mason Dixie Girl
03:47
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6. |
Animal
02:40
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Desert Snow
03:17
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I left a note
upon your sleeping bag
it told you why I never tried
to fix what it was we had
I walked a trail
to watch the setting sun
only to find a different kind
of setting had begun
September never was
October never came
November was cold without any snow
and no one at all to blame
Summer slipped away
the day you had to leave
in August we wept as winter crept
and filled the distance between
September never was
October never came
November was cold without any snow
and no one at all to blame
Have you ever felt
or will you ever know
the bite of the wind and the sadness within
when you're driving through desert snow?
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All of Them
04:57
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10. |
Sunny Side
03:22
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11. |
The Lamb, The Tyger
03:38
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12. |
Animal (alternate mix)
02:40
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13. |
Age of Barns
04:40
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14. |
Carl's Landing
02:59
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15. |
Artisan, Settler, Sailor
02:54
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Bury Me in Denver
03:59
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Northern Spy Elk Rapids, Michigan
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