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Down Yonder
02:19
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I miss my mama; I miss my pa
My baby sister lives in Arkansas
She ain't the kind who likes the law
She'll light you up like you was made of straw
Way down yonder
Let's make some money and get in my car
Let's take a trip and make it long and far
I don't need no roadmap, I don't need no star
I don't need no signs to tell us where we are
When we go way down yonder
I'm talking about way down yonder
I like the scenery, I like the view
I like that Carolina barbecue
I like the scenery I like the view
I'd like to get a little taste of you
Way down yonder.
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Way Out West
04:03
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She writes her name out in the light of day
She walks her dog out in the fallout gray
"Winter has it's openings," she's fond of saying
I wonder where she is
This city twinkles brake lights in the sand
Another brink disaster keeps at hand
Why can't I be wandering the road I passed up
I wish I hadn't lost my way
I'm way out west somewhere
She drives her car out in the pouring rain
She sees a light in almost everything
Open up your window and let the breeze in
It carries every name you know
I'm way out west somewhere
She writes her name out in the light of day
She walks her dog out in the fallout gray
"Winter has it's openings," she's fond of saying
I wonder where she is today.
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Sylvia
04:50
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"Sylvia!" I keep calling "Sylvia!"
We'll take a little walk down to Cemetery Park
And we're gonna bury us a bone
Well, my dog's long gone in the neighborhood
And baby it's understood that tomorrow is trash day
She's out there somewhere digging up cheeseburger leftover meatloaf that comes in her way
She's over at the Olson's snicking up a snack and
We both know that she ain't coming back!
That's why I keep calling my "Sylvia!" "Sylvia!"
We'll take a little walk down to Cemetery Park
And we're gonna bury us a bone
She'll wait until you stop calling her and still
She'll wander over hill and dale
Searching for the garbage holy grail
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Table Scraps
04:14
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Everything is not what it's s'posed to be
I know that it's so: I heard it on tv
That half of the battle is hypothetical
So let's just forget it! It's only natural.
I can't believe it's specific to you and me
Doesn't this always happen to everybody?
It's not the way that you want me
I'll take this guy on and the rest of the universe
Why can't I see how I want to see
when astronauts hear that there's life out there?
Out there!
Everything's a big mess I can't clean up
It's like a chain that keeps going and will not stop
Grain by grain in the dark in the light in the night the hours drop us
Hints that go nowhere; beyond that I cannot stop
I can't believe it's specific to you and me
Doesn't this always happen to everybody?
It's not the way that you want me
I'll take this guy on and the rest of the universe
Why can't I see how I want to see
when astronauts hear that there's life out there?
Everything is not what it's s'posed to be
I know that it's so: I heard it on tv
That half of the battle is hypothetical
So let's just forget it! It's only natural.
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Magazine Street
05:44
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Stars are hanging heavy with light from up above
They're feeling lonely and far away from love
Far away in another galaxy that I used to walk in, see,
I missed the boat, and I missed my front yard slope
And I can't buy me no map, no star, no prayer to help me
Find my way home
I can't find my way home!
I missed that sidewalk strip and I missed that front yard dip
And I missed that left turn back there that would have taken me
Straight to Putnam Avenue!
Down on Magazine Street I turn left and I wound up
Deep in the heart of the Cambridge streets
Where it's always just a simple matter
Of being just a couple of blocks away from Putnam Avenue
Where the charms of Mary Magdalene
And the car-filled streets all call my name
I missed the boat, and I missed my front yard slope
And I can't buy me no map, no star, no prayer to help me
Find my way home
I can't find my way home!
I missed that sidewalk strip and I missed that front yard dip
And I missed that left turn back there that would have taken me
Straight to Putnam Avenue!
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Fast, Break, Morning
03:18
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Storm last night in my dream
Morning light come shine on me
Come to me, come to me
Fast, break, morning
Into this sleeping black dog basement room
A voice is calling
From a broken down street corner phone
Into this room come bleach my dreams
Until I can't see what they mean
There's a place: ecstasy
Where we once used to be
Come to me, come to me
Fast, break, morning
Past the flowers pressed against the glass
A voice is calling
From a broken down street corner past
Into this room sunlight scrawl
Daylight's script upon these walls
Fast, break, morning
The cars throw shadows on the sheets
Fast, break, morning
As I find my way up to the streets!
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Let Go
03:32
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In the morning when you wake up to a different wall
Do you think of me?
In the evening when you come home from an all-out brawl
It'd be nice to be there
But hey, hey in the thick of it, I know
You just gotta make your mind up and let go
In the afternoon, you're sipping black brew
Can you hear me talking
In the middle of the road that I'm on with you
Sometimes I just stop walking
But hey, hey in the thick of it, I know
You just gotta make your mind up and let go
Always running scared! Always running from it!
In the morning when you wake up to a different wall
Do you think of me?
In the evening when you come home from an all-out brawl
It'd be nice to be there
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Nothing
05:46
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When it all comes down to nothing
When nothing comes around
When knocking can't remember
It's own plain, sad sound
When memory carves out a hollow place
And pockets lose their charms
Just settle me down a resting place
In my sweet mama's arms
When it all goes down bad, you can't speak at all
It echoes way back and the story gets tall
So you hack out a clearing but you burn the place down
And you're left with faring this nothing you've found
When it all comes down to nothing
When no one comes around
When it all comes down just remember
It's just nothing that's got you down!
When it all comes down
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Shortnin' Bread
02:03
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Telling Stories
04:45
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I'm gone away I'm far away; I'm with somebody else
And if you ever come to town you're not welcome at my house
But I might sneak down to your motel just to check your pulse
But if you ever come to town you're not welcome at my house
So don't you knock on my door with some tale of how you're sorry
I'm with someone else now who doesn't tell me stories
Your long dead dogs, your Christmas trees, your family's twisted knot!
I held my breath and waited to be fitted in the plot
We had a car and credit cards and very little worries
But you kept me up all night with your endless bedtime stories
You're always telling stories about your old friends on their harleys
About your lost loves and their glories
you were always telling stories!
We slept out in the lobby, we shook that chandelier
I don't think you liked my name cause you always called me dear
So if I left you stranded there a million times I'm sorry
But I had to get away from you and all your stories
She left her man in Vegas on highway 69
She walked a mile in those shoes and she found that so sublime!
You told me that you needed me dark starry night in Denver
But underneath the window shade I saw your other lover
You left me in that tacky room with wine and Hail MArys
Praying to the spinning wall that you weren't telling stories
But now sometimes late at night the wind your voice it carries
And I put myself to sleep listening to your stories.
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11. |
Give Me Some Time
05:03
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Give me some time before I start walking
Before I stop talking about you
Please give me some time for me to get over
Losing your favor for crime
And I can't stop losing this love
And I can't help when push comes to shove
And I can't shake the grip of your spell
But I can't help but wishing you well
Wishing you well
Please give me some time before you come calling
Cause I'm reeling, I'm stalling away
Please give me some time
I'm sad it's all broken and the hurt's all been spoken in some fine lines
And I can't stop losing this love
And I can't help when push comes to shove
And I can't shake the grip of your spell
But I can't help but wishing you well
Wishing you well
Please give me some time before I start unpacking
Before I start backing out this curve
just give me some time!
and save all my letters cause things are sure to get better with
some time.
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Martha Bourne Boston, Massachusetts
singer/songwriter and film composer.
my work has aired on major networks and cable channels (CBS, NBC, ABC, HBO, Discovery, History Channel, WE Network, WGBH).
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