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Life Ain't a Game
03:59
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She could’ve had the world but she lost it in a card game
Baby you should know by now you can’t win with a losing hand
Like it or not it’s all gonna end the same
And winning alone it don’t make your man
Since you’ve been gone and I’ve been here
I ain’t missing you no more my dear
Don’t know much, how hard, or why I tried
Win or lose it’s all gonna end the same
Baby you should know by now that life aint a game
You might say that I’ve spent my life dodging bullets
Metaphorically speaking I’ve seen more than my share
Like it or not they all land right where they’re meant for
After I pulled myself right out of thin air
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Burning Photographs
04:19
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Caught in a bottle Starting a fire At the edge of the world
Same old bottle Same old flame Just strung out on a different girl
You know the wind is still blowing My heart and soul wide open
The waters still rising And so many words are still left unspoken
I’m burning photographs Trying to forget
All those sad sad songs That you had in your head
I wish there was something left To hold on to
I’m burning photographs And they’re all of you
You know my life is in a way
That keeps me running around and around and around
Around the world with a six-string hammer
Trying to gain a little ground
I’m blinded by the moment
Yet it’s plain to see I’ll never get back
I know somehow you’ll always keep yourself
Fallen though the cracks
I’m burning photographs Trying to forget
All those sad sad songs That you put in my head
I wish there was something left To hold on to
I’m burning photographs And they’re all of you
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Music City
04:20
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Once in Berlin
Twice in Baltimore
Three times in Houston and
Four in Bangor
Five in Annapolis
And six in San Francisco
Lucky number Seven in Ocean City
Baby where did we go?
Do you remember
All the miles on the road
All those songs that we’ve sung
And stories we told…
I guess I must’ve lost you
Somewhere in New York City
But maybe one day baby…
I will meet you in Nashville
Guitar in Hand
Standing out on Broadway
Singin in a band
I will meet you in Nashville
If the cards favor me
Until then travel safe and sing pretty…
I’ll see you in the Music City…
We talked about Chicago,
Philly and Boston
Charlottesville
And Austin
Then I missed you out in Witchita
And again in Columbus
I know you love Denver
But there aint nothing left for us
But to meet again in Nashville
Guitars in Hand
We’ll be walking East down Gallatin
Singin in a band
I will meet you in Nashville
If the stars align for me
Until then travel safe and sing pretty…
I’ll see you in the Music City…
Bridge-
Once all I heard
Was your voice out on the wind
Maybe one day I’ll hear that voice
Singin’ to me again
Last I heard you’re way out West
And you know I’m home back East
Finally letting you go at least…
Until I meet you in Nashville
Guitar in Hand
Standing out on Broadway
Playing at the Ryman
I will meet you in Nashville
If the stars align for me
Until then travel safe and sing pretty…
I’ll see you in the Music City…
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More Little Words
06:11
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I am so tired of being so weary
Once again you’ve left me alone
But somehow so clearly
Everything is all right
I am run down from being so weak
I’m a fool for lovin you
But honey can’t you see?
Everything is all right
Words, Words, Little Words don’t mean a thing
Only the biggest and heaviest of them for you and me
Words, Words all these words don’t mean a thing
Without you here to hear them coming from me.
Yes I am blind. It’s been like this for years.
I’m lost and I’m scared
But just tell me to have no fear
Because everything is all right
Baby have no fear
Everything is all right
Words, Words, Little Words don’t mean a thing
Only the biggest and heaviest of them for you and me
Words, Words all these words don’t mean a thing
Without you here to hear them coming from me.
Baby where are you to hear these words coming from me
Honey I just need you here to hear this from me.
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Nowhere Song
03:30
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One day when I die
I’m gonna go out like Hank Williams
From a broken heart in the back seat of my car
I will wonder how I got there
And then I’ll remember you clearly
And I will wonder where you are
Because you ain’t nowhere No you aint Nowhere
You aint nowhere that I find myself
And now you aint got me
Out there walking the tightrope
Between who you were and who you really are
I suppose I’ll remember you best
On the beach out in the sunshine
Smiling right there next to me
And then I will remember
All the reasons that I loved
And I’ll try to forget all the reasons that I had to leave
Because you ain’t nowhere
No you aint Nowhere
You aint No where that I find myself
And now you aint got me
Out there walking the line
Like you did before in all the days of our time…
One day when I die
I’m gonna go out like Hank Williams
From a broken heart in the back seat of my car
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Eastern Electric Maryland
Eastern Electric is a five piece rock, country, blues group based in Maryland, USA. Their distinct blend of styles is punctuated by heavy doses of twang, grit, and improvisation. From the ground up, their unique sound is built on a deeply solid rhythm section, followed with expansive and at times ethereal layers of pedal steel guitar and keys, solidified with smooth, smoky vocals. ... more
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