Goodbye, Earl
Membri di Son Volt, My Morning Jacket e Monsters of folk suonano su testi di Woody Guthrie.
Son Volt, My Morning Jacket and Monsters of folk members play new music on Woody Guthrie’s lyrics.
Palace Brothers (aka Will Oldham) - Ohio River Boat Song & I am a Cinematographer (24.06.1994)
For my heart’s a boat in tow and I’d give the world to know
If she means to let me go as I sing the whole day through
…but I shot a man in Reno just to watch him die
Lambchop - Let’s go bowling
Have i died in these pools for eyes?
Well i haven’t cried
And i haven’t tried
To tell you
What you ought to
When i see you
When you see me
It’s heard to be
Sincerely is this fondest wish
A kissy kissy kissy kiss
Without you in the picture
It’s not written in the scriptures
This doesn’t happen all the time
And so you cuss me
And you hate me
And there oh, for i can figure out
Put your lips this close to mine
Then you shut up and i shut up
Oh well shut up it’ll work out fine
Capitulation will not begin
Please notify my next of kin
You can find me at the bottom
Of the bottle
At the thrid row oh
Here’s a message: you look just fine
Is traveling just a waste of time
Cause without you
That’s the problem
Is there something we can talk about oh no
I’m hearin every word you’ve said
When the meanings fill with anger or impatience or disgusting oh
Why you mumblin’ again?
Do you like me
Do you hate me
Do you think i should go away
Athens is so cold tonight
It’s a sorry scarry starry night
Without you in the fixtures
Who’s been a picture on the picture roll
I wish i may i wish i might
Yes i have this drink i drink tonight
Because without it
I feel nothing
I feel nothing even with it oh and oh
Put that camera away
Take no pictures of the ruins of our life
That died without a fight and oh
We’re doing everything just right
Except for touching and for holding and consoling
Let’s go bowling
Drugstore - Aquamarine male voice search
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Sam Baker - Snow
First light, city streets they are white and Pristine
Waiting on the tracks of the early machines
This city’s so pretty
When the snow falls just at dawn
Hey, paper boy, how ‘bout them Celts
This snow keeps fallin’, ain’t never gonna melt
This city’s so pretty
Got a cup-a-coffee and a Sunday Globe
Table by the window, watch the plows in the road
This city’s so pretty
Far ships in the night good sailors from the sea
Walk the streets at dawn down on Beacon Street
This city’s so pretty
They are so far from home
The snow is deep and the road is long
The snow is deep and the road is long
They are so far from home
Pass a stanger on the street, he is way out of sorts, he says:
Hey, mister, I come up short, you got any change, the Lord loves a giver I believe.
A small change to a stranger, change on the street, change to a man who thought he’d never get beat.
Well there’s a thousand ways
A man in the snow gets lost.
They are so far from home
The snow is deep and the road is long
The snow is deep and the road is long
So far from home
There is snow upon the ocean, there is snow upon the land.
Talk about forgiveness
Help me understand
But I hold on tight
I do not let go
I walk these streets
I am frozen in…
snow
First light, city streets are white and pristine and
Waiting on the tracks of the dirty machines
First light, city streets are white and pristine
they are waiting
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Angel Band - Johnny Cash (last performance) - download this amazing full show
“The spirit of June Carter overshadows me tonight with the love she had for me and the love I have for her. We connect somewhere between here and heaven. She came down for a short visit, I guess, from heaven to visit with me tonight to give me courage and inspiration like she always has.”
Johnny Cash live at the Carter Family Fold (Hiltons, Virginia; July 5, 2003)
BOB DYLAN
