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Horizons Fade
04:07
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Horizons fade in a rear view mirror
To let me know that I have gone
I feel it now, up in my chest
For the people I have known for so long
Well, sometimes I go home, just to see them
We pour a strong one, then we're right back again
Well, it's good to know they're there
To tell me how it's been
In the hills of ole Missouri
A woman's life is looking dim
While grandma watches Wheel of Fortune
Because she knows that her's is already well spent
Well, even though she's gone, I can hear her laugh
Yeah, it won't be long, till I hear it coming back
Well, I know that she'd be pleased
To know that it will last
I once had someone on my mind
Until I carved her name into a tree
Because who could find a pretty knife
Sharp enough for what we'd need?
Well, things will look a lot better
when they ain't looking down
So take a deep breath
watch the people walking around
Well, I hope it won't be long
Till she pulls me to the ground
Out on the road, heading toward the city
I open up my eyes wide now
Because I know it ain't make believe
But children always seem so proud
With one step to make, and one shoe to shine
If I find a friend, I'll probably be fine
Well, I think I just got caught
In another nine to five
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Up on the hill, there's a tiny house
With a big old rocking swing
Where two love birds, perched upon it
Are kissing because they know it's free
While down below, the children run
Faster everyday
With grass and gravel on both their knees
They grow with every bone they break
Well, how's about moving
To the sunny side of the country?
I'll let you pick a window
Paint yourself a mountain tall
But leave behind the rain
And if the color brings a smile
I'll assume that you're doing okay
Or find yourself a swimming hole
Find yourself a brand new stone
Toss it with the arm that your daddy gave you
When you're tired you can go back home
Well, how's about moving
To the sunny side of the country?
I'll let you pick a window
Where the valley lays low
And the sky is high, we can get down
Where the river flows
Beneath the pine, we can get down
It's worth a try, you and I
Well, how's about moving
To the sunny side of the country?
I'll let you pick a window
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Tinker Creek
04:06
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I've left behind many things
But never my only friend
I fear I've failed the land I love
I'm afraid I've lost the fence
I could scream until the cows come home
But they're all sick in bed
Instead I'll say
"No my love, we can start again."
If I dream tonight
I hope to find you there
I'll tiptoe above the big ole crowd
And look for curly hair
I'll duck below their neckties
To find me two feet bare
As the artist paints another
World beyond compare
Down on Tinker Creek
So come on back to the country
And soon forget it all
Where cobwebs catch nightmares
And your children learn to fall
Right before the sun dies
Just sit them up real tall
Like flowers in the garden
When winter starts to crawl
Down on Tinker Creek
Well, if you wake before I die
You can find me on the street
Heading far from the city
To find out what I need
I hear that there's a land above
I guess we'll have to see
I'll share it there with you dear
But first we'll have to meet
Down on Tinker Creek
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It was hard to take, what she had to say
"I fear our love has lost its way."
Said the girl I couldn't help but fall for
Well, I don't fall much, anymore
Sometimes she'd wait, until the bed was made
Then kindly ask if she could stay
To tangle amongst the thorns
But she don't ask much, anymore
And I don't fall much, anymore
But one day I hope that all can change
One day I hope to fall, again
When I'd get home, she'd be on the phone
She never could stand feeling alone
She'd hang up quick and pin me to the door
But we don't roughhouse, anymore
Young was the age, and youth was the place
Still looking forward to yesterday
We were blind, till we reached the shore
So we don't walk that way, anymore
And I don't fall much, anymore
But one day I hope that all can change
One day I hope to find love, again
Yeah, it was hard to take, what she had to say
"I fear our love has lost its way."
Said the girl I couldn't help but fall for
Well, I don't fall much, anymore
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Song for Joe
02:36
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When he goes walking, on down the road
His head is high up in the clouds
He ain't much for talking, or so I'm told
The friend of mine who can't be found
But when we turned around, well, there he was
To our surprise, coming back for us
Yeah, he don't laugh now, and he don't cry
Well, I wish he'd stop and wonder why
He's all hooked up, on a precious thing
Between a needled point and a rubber string
But when we turned around, well, there he was
To our surprise, coming back for us
The last time we spoke, it had been a year
He'd lost his mind, so we gave him tears
Though, we tried our best to do what we could
For the friend we thought was gone for good
But when we turned around, well, there he was
To our surprise, coming back for us
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Promise, I Won't Laugh
03:16
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Tell me what you're thinking
I promise, I won't laugh
There ain't no laughter here, anymore
Can't you tell I'm lost
By the way I reappear
Wishing on the words you'd said before
While time went by, things got good
Even though we'd changed our plans
I'd thank you now, if I could
For tossing me to the wind
Ain't it funny what you can find
Between the lines of a goodbye kiss
Well, if I go to see you
In a New York catacomb
I'm sure I'd probably feel the same
But don't say you're sorry
Even though you've heard me try
There ain't no sense in forgiving pain
While time went by, things got good
Even though we'd changed our plans
I'd thank you now, if I could
For tossing me to the wind
Ain't it funny what you can find
Between the lines of a goodbye kiss
So tell me what you're thinking
I promise, I won't laugh
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It Hurts to Know
03:41
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I grew up fast in a small town
Where people go to die
Where your papa will lend you a dollar
If you swear to never tell a lie
So you say, "Okay," you wise up quick
Then down the road you fly
Oh, how it hurts to know
That you made your mama cry, again
You fall in love, or so you think
When you're growing young
Once you're there, you bite your lip
Soon you're kissing on
Then something changes, could be the weather
But now you bite your tongue
Oh, how it hurts to know
That this time you got it wrong, again
You find a job, you're making dough
It's easy as pie
You later find it's such a drag
It's a piece you wish you hadn't tried
But you have to stay, there are bills to pay
So put me back in line
Oh, how it hurts to know
That you're back there chasing your pride, again
"When you come home, please be quiet,
It's been a long, hard week."
"Drink your coffee, but do not sip,
People are trying to sleep."
Well, the nights are always so damn quiet
How can you feel at ease?
Oh, how it hurts to know
That my baby's getting tired of me, again
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Pat's House
02:20
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Every time we'd go to Pat's house
I'd come back home with a bump on my head
From that old screen door
That used to swing back so fast
Just to hit me in the face
And knock me down, like before
Well, that house was old, but so was she
Twenty watt bulbs, what a sight to see
And when she died, she left trunks of memories
Because she saved every damn thing
From everyone she loved
Well, always do what you're told
Put your socks back on, or you'll catch cold
We used to play all day, in a closet full of clothes
Just to come back up with mothballs up our nose
Well, that house was old, but so was she
You'd ask for two, but she'd hand you three
And when she died, she left trunks of memories
Because she saved every damn thing
From everyone she loved
But, every time we'd go to Pat's house
I'd come back home with a bump on my head
From that old screen door
That used to swing back so fast
Just to hit me in the face
And knock me down, once more
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Turns Around the Bottle
02:52
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One by one we jumped the wire
With a lending hand to inspire
Both the artist and the writer
As timber fed the fire
But gently now, as the night falls
We take our turns around the bottle
I can tell, by the way you smile
That we've got a good thing going on
Spread out along the open shore
The water was quiet as a mirror
Just soft enough, so we could hear
Reflections from long before
But gently now, as the night falls
We take our turns around the bottle
I can tell, by the way you smile
That we've got a good thing going on
There were many dark and lonely days
Till you all came running by
To pry the tear from my face
That hadn't felt the fresh air in a while
But gently now, as the night falls
We take our turns around the bottle
I can tell, by the way you smile
That we've got a good thing going on
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Timber, Nails and Tears
03:09
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How could I forget your mother's face
And the time it took to settle down?
As she stood there in disbelief
While off to war, I was bound
I'll send you kisses across the water
For I'd go mad if love weren't true
It's hard to find someone to talk to
Because over here, that's what the weapons do
I won't send you timber, nails and tears
Because, honey
That kind of thing ain't for you
I hope you're still running around the yard
Picking red roses in the sun
I know for you it's so damn hard
To catch the breath you'd never thought would run
But springtime, I know, is on the move
Oh, how I miss that old cherry tree
Tell me all the white blossoms have bloomed
Because over here, that's one thing you never see
I won't send you timber, nails and tears
Because, honey
That kind of thing ain't what you need
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