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Keep Swimming
03:17
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Keep Swimming
You said you found somebody else but you’d call if it didn’t work out
Well I’ll be waiting right here by the telephone
And I hope you get the chance to give me that call you’ve been talking about
Cuz I’d love to tell you just where you can go
You can go fishin’
You can go to church
You can go to a bar or a rodeo
You can jump in a lake
You can go bake a cake
You can go to Mexico
You can go tame a lion
You can go cage divin’ with a shark in the deep blue sea
You can go anywhere but you ain’t gonna go with me
Cuz I’ve been loaned out
I’ve been filled with doubt
The ocean’s wide and it is deep
If we’re all fish
Then I’ll keep swimming
You said you wanna get out of town and start out somewhere new
Well I’ll be happy to buy you a one-way ticket
I’ll bring it by your place oh but when I do
I’ll be sure to tell you just where you can stick it
You can stick it in the trash
You can stick it underneath the rug
You can stick it in the dirty south
You can stick it down your pants
You can stick it on the gum between the cushions of your couch
You can stick it in the grass
You can stick it up your ass
You can stick it in a bag of weed
You can stick it anywhere but you ain’t gonna stick it to me
Cuz I’ve been loaned out
I’ve been filled with doubt
The ocean’s wide and it is deep
We’re all fish.
I’ve been loaned out
I’ve been filled with doubt
The ocean’s wide and it is deep
If we’re all fish
If we’re all just fish
I’ll keep swimming
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2. |
Hot Burrito #1
03:28
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Hot Burrito #1
You may be sweet and nice
But that won't keep you warm at night
Cuz I'm the one who showed you how
To do the things you're doing now
He may feel all your charms
He may hold you in his arms
But I'm the one who let you in
I was right beside you then
Once upon a time
You let me feel you deep inside
And nobody knew nobody saw
Do you remember the way you cried
I'm your toy
I'm your old boy
But I don't want no one
But you to love me
No I wouldn't lie
You know I'm not that kind of guy
Once upon a time
You let me feel you deep inside
And nobody knew nobody saw
Do you remember the way you cried
I'm your toy
I'm your old boy
But I don't want no one
But you to love me
No I wouldn't lie
You know I'm not that kind of guy
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3. |
Winchester's Gun
02:23
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Winchester’s Gun
That hallway of fire crackles like a cannon
She jumps up with powder on her face
Laundry on the line like flags in the wind
Take cover the cavalry’s coming in
The cavalry’s coming in
Like a jackrabbit looking for a hole to hide from the devil in the desert sun
You can’t outrun old Winchester’s gun
Little brown squirrel with a rattle on his tail got him tripped up on his tongue
You can’t outrun old Winchester’s gun
You can’t outrun old Winchester’s gun
Each creak in the stud is a stampede in the hall
She ducks behind her Tiffany stained glass
She hears the bugle ring as that last soldier falls
The lead is peeling off the walls
It’s peeling off the walls
Like a jackrabbit looking for a hole to hide from the devil in the desert sun
You can’t outrun old Winchester’s gun
Little brown squirrel with a rattle on his tail got him tripped up on his tongue
You can’t outrun old Winchester’s gun
You can’t outrun old Winchester’s gun
Like a jackrabbit looking for a hole to hide from the devil in the desert sun
You can’t outrun old Winchester’s gun
Little brown squirrel with a rattle on his tail got him tripped up on his tongue
You can’t outrun old Winchester’s gun
No you can’t outrun old Winchester’s gun
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4. |
The Door
04:07
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The Door
If you woke one day looked in the mirror and saw my reflection
Would you still criticize my inflections
Someone once said I was perfect just the way I am
But you will never understand
So you don’t like when I get loud
And you don’t like the glitter my hair
You don’t think I should be so proud
Well guess what, I don’t care
If he tells you to lose some weight you can point him towards the door
And if he’s always running late and he leaves you wanting more
If he’s always apologizing and you always feel like crying
Don’t waste your time anymore
Point him towards the door
Sometimes the things you say can really cut me to the bone
Maybe I’d do better on my own
Someone once said I was perfect just the way I am
But you will never understand
So you don’t like when I get loud
And you don’t like the glitter my hair
You don’t think I should be so proud
Well guess what, I don’t care
If he’s always apologizing and you always feel like crying
Don’t waste your time anymore
If he tells you to lose some weight you can point him towards the door
And if he’s always running late and he leaves you wanting more
If he’s always apologizing and you always feel like crying
Don’t waste your time anymore
Point him towards the door
Don’t waste your time anymore
Point him towards the door
Don’t waste your time anymore
Point him towards the door
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5. |
Except A Heart For Me
03:03
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Except A Heart For Me
He’s the spin in a tornado
He had me before hello
Blue eyes like the Midwest sky hooked me when he looked my way
No matter how I try I can’t deny my feelings for him
He’s got everything
Except a heart for me
People talk about some sappy happy ending
Like love has some reason or some rhyme
Here I am
A foolish dreamer pretending
Someway somehow he’ll change his mind
Then today I saw him talking to a pretty girl and they were walking
Hand in hand near black hawk creek
He pulled her close
Looked deep in her eyes
I couldn’t disguise the hurt I was feeling
It was streaming right down my cheek
People talk about some sappy happy ending
Like love has some reason or some rhyme
Here I am
A foolish dreamer pretending
Someway somehow he’ll change his mind
Here I am
A foolish dreamer pretending
Somehow he’ll give me one more try
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6. |
Can't Stop Our Love
03:45
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Can’t Stop Our Love
I’m falling in love with a beautiful guy
He’s the blue my eyes, he’s a line in the sand
But he doesn’t know, could he understand
I’m falling in love with a beautiful man
But I won’t let it show
I can’t let them know
Cuz my daddy might say, boy you ain’t no son of mine
So pack your things, get out of my sight
And my mama might say, Lord you got the devil inside you
I had three children, now I only have two
But my feelings so strong, I can’t hide much longer
I wish that I was stronger, I hope he feels the same
I wanna tell the world that I love him
Scream it to the sky, I’ve found my guy
And my daddy might say, boy you ain’t no son of mine
So pack your things, get out of my sight
And my mama might say, Lord you got the devil inside you
I had three children, now I only have two
And my friends might say, you chose to live this life of sin
I pray you change your ways, let Jesus in
I fell in love with a beautiful guy
Don’t care what they say, we’re gonna run away
And my daddy can say, boy you ain’t no son of mine
I’ll pack my things, get out of your sight
And my mama can say, Lord you got the devil inside you
But I think deep down she knows, that just ain’t true
And my friends can say, you chose to live this life of sin
But if they were my real friends, they’d let me in
For you I would give up heaven above
All their hate can’t stop our love
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My Wallet Is Empty (But My Pint Glass Is Full)
The lights are coming on
The neon signs are going to sleep
Alaine says get out it’s nearly 4 in the morning
My wallet is empty but my pint glass is full
The night has escaped one more time
And all that I know is I’m down to my very last dime
I don’t mind
I don’t mind
I don’t mind
My friends are long gone
They left one by one out the door
I could have gone home with them hours before
But I didn’t
My wallet is empty but my pint glass is full
The night has escaped one more time
And all that I know is I’m down to my very last dime
I don’t mind
I don’t mind
I don’t mind
My head is in a drunken waltz spinning circles round the floor
Don’t know how to find my words
I’m slurring like a singer in an old country band
My wallet is empty but my pint glass is full
The night has escaped one more time
And all that I know is I’m down to my very last dime
I don’t mind
I don’t mind
I don’t mind
I don’t mind
I don’t mind
I don’t mind
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8. |
A Rodeo With No Cowboys
03:58
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A Rodeo With No Cowboys
I can’t escape this sadness that’s settled in my chest
No matter how many bottles I collect
But when I’m not drinking
All I’m doing is thinking of you
And how the hell I’m gonna make it through
Those August afternoons beneath the mulberry tree
Are fading memories today
I gave up on praying
I always knew that you weren’t staying for good
But I would give up everything if you could
It’s like I’m at a rodeo with no cowboys
On a ship without a sail
A train with no conductor is bound to go off the rails
I’m like a phone with no reception or a home that’s lost it’s roof
I’d trade in every goddamn thing that I thought mattered
For one more moment
And that’s the truth
They say that time’s a healer, but time has taken you away
That ticking clock won’t make the hurtin’ stop
God knows I’m trying but these tears I’m crying won’t dry
Oh Lord I’m barely getting by
It’s like I’m at a rodeo with no cowboys
On a ship without a sail
A train with no conductor is bound to go off the rails
I’m like a phone with no reception or a home that’s lost it’s roof
I’d trade in every goddamn thing that I thought mattered
For one more moment
And that’s the truth
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9. |
Periwinkle
03:25
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Periwinkle
My favorite color has always been periwinkle
It’s brought on accusations that I twinkle bright
Sibilant s’s hit my teeth
I’m drawing patterns in the sawdust at my feet
Revealing gender party games
They’ll be confused when you explain why you wear that dress
cuz boys don’t wear dresses
boys make messes
and they call each other names
Blue wasn’t me
Pink was too obvious
I was something more in between
But fitting in is always best
When you’re living in a one stop-light town in the Midwest
Revealing gender party games
They’ll be confused when you explain why you wear that dress
cuz boys don’t wear dresses
boys make messes
and they call each other names
Stones and sticks and politics
The hypo-Christian hypocrites just need someone to blame
For all their messes
And their sons in dresses
Oh the queen’s begun to flame
Cuz boys don’t wear dresses
Boys make messes
And they learn to play the game
My favorite color has always been periwinkle
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10. |
I Could Be Drinkin'
04:08
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I Could Be Drinkin’
Another day working the 9-5
Got me feeling barely alive
Always someone else’s work to do
Feeling done before the day’s half though
I could be drinkin’ instead of sitting behind this desk
I could be drinkin’ instead of cleaning up someone’s mess
When the boss comes ‘round my way
Asks me how I’m doing today I’ll say
I could be drinkin’
Family dinner a thousand miles from home
Traveled all this way just to feel alone
Uncle Larry is talking politics
Cousin Billy is spewing the same old shit
I could be drinking instead of hearing everything I hate
I could be drinking instead of trying not to take the bait
Mama said how ya doing son
I said mama I sure could use a cold one
I could be drinkin’
Sweet Alaine pouring drinks behind the bar
Sipping her club soda from a jar
Through the night she smiles less and less
Ask her how she’s doin, she’ll confess
I could be drinking instead of serving up beer to jerks
I could be drinking at a bar where I don’t work
Yeah I’ll get you another round
Stay up so you can climb on down
I could be drinkin’
I could be drinkin’
I could be drinkin’
We could be drinkin’
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11. |
Where Do The Children Go
03:51
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Where Do The Children Go
Surrender into the night
Silently take my hand
Nobody knows what’s inside us
Nobody understands
They handed us down a dream
To live in a lonely town
But nobody hears the music
Only the echo of a hollow sound
Where do the children go
Between the bright nights and darkest day
Where do the children go
And who’s that deadly piper who leads them away
Together we make our way
Passengers on a train
Whisper a secret forever
Promises in the rain
We’re leaving it all behind
While castles are falling down
We’re going where no one can find us
And if there’s a heaven we’ll find it somehow
Where do the children go
Between the bright night and darkest day
Where do the children go
And who’s that deadly piper who leads them away
We’re going where no one can find us
And if there’s a heaven we’ll find it somehow
Where do the children go
Between the bright night and darkest day
Where do the children go
And who’s that deadly piper who leads them away
Where do the children go
Between the bright night and darkest day
Where do the children go
And who’s that deadly piper who leads them away
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Paisley Fields New York
Paisley Fields writes country music. His songs are tender and authentic, but also pretty good with a joke. They’re mindful of tradition, but deeply informed by his singular background -- as a teenage Midwestern church pianist, a Manhattan piano bar survivor, and a touring member of pioneering queer country outfit, Lavender Country. ... more
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