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The Three Wives
03:29
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The Three Wives
Rosie-oh, I know
You only pick the pockets of the ones you love
You married me six feet deep
In a dress made of cotton with a mouth to feed
When left alone, my skin and bones
Spent a hundred dollars on a way back home
Chorus:
With a ring upon my left hand
You called me crazy so I called you again
But you knew right away
Yeah you knew right away
I'm just not ready
Caroline, friend of mine
She's turning all the water into turpentine
She calls my name from a cardboard stage
She keeps my letters in an old bird cage
She says "Please, marry me
and I will leave a family lyin' at your feet"
Chorus
Weeping Jane, from Aberdeen
Hides a rusty knife inside her walking cane
She bent low, before the snow
To carry out a dress that she had burried below
Beat the breeze and married me
She carved both our names into a willow tree
Chorus
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Ghosts
02:37
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Ghosts
I'll give you a dollar so the devil can ride
Hold another twenty for the preacher to hide
I'm just trying to keep my shoes from
Sticking to the jail room floor
I wish I had a brother - the other one died
Burried by my sister on the fifth of July
In a pinetop box we had
Sittin on the barroom floor
Chorus:
Oh but I let the ghosts lay where they lie
And if I get back 'fore to long
They won't have to lie alone
I was running with an Illinois diplomat
Tryin' to find the fucker who had taken my hat
Tryin' to keep myself from
Sleepin' with the girl next door
I'll drink from the barrel with a Tennesse gun
Hide all my secrets in the Mississippi mud
Get back baby
'fore that sun goes down
Chorus
I might have just one lover for the rest of my life
Try to keep her pretty, try to keep her right
But all the little words that I try to say
Just go wrong
I was breakin' in to find myself a place to begin
I was caught in the corner with my sisters best friend
Sleepin in the city
On a bench by the city walls
I'll give you a dollar so the devil can ride
Hold another twenty for the preacher to hide
I'm just trying to keep my shoes from
Sticking to the jail room floor
Chorus:
I might have just one lover for the rest of my life
Try to keep her pretty, try to keep her right
But all the little words that I try to say
Just go wrong
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Dimestore Watch
04:24
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Dimestore Watch
I would trade a million for a dimestore watch
Or spend another night in the cold
Just to hold your hand
Like a junkyard man
Just to watch you crawl
On your skinny legs, my doll
I saw you ride a pony while the barn burned down
I saw you sleeping out in the rain
WOuld it be the same
If you know my name
Would you let me crawl
On your skinny legs, my doll
Chorus:
If you hold up your hands
Leave me stranded in the end
I won't apologize
For all of the wrongs I righted
If you could please say a prayer
Not to God, but someone who careds
Then I'll apologize
For all of the wrongs I righted
If I called you softly could I call you mine
Or would I stand alone without trying
Oh to hold your hand
Like a junkyard man
Oh to watch you crawl
On your skinny legs, my doll
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Sailor
02:48
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Sailor
Sing another song for the sailor man
She said, she cried
And wake me up baby when the water starts to rise
Could you sing about the old days
And the time that you spent
With a penny in your pocket and a red hat on your head
Is there another way to get out of here
He said, he cried
It'd be a whole lot better if I never had to lie
So he sang about the old days
And the time that he spent
With a dollar in his pocket and a top-hat on his head
If I had just a minute to concentrate
I would not try
To sing another song about the tear stuck in your eye
No I'd just sing about the old days
And the time that we spent
With my hand in your back pocket and the ribbon in your hair
With another day waiting for a new day to begin
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Scarlett
04:07
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Scarlet
Scarlet has lost herself forty-six times
And makes all the cherry trees dry
By turning her head to the sky
What would make her trade
Her water for honey
Or peel all the bandages back
From the old dog by the railroad tracks
The black smoke that introduced Jesse Dominguez
To all of the things he'd forget
Came from her Lucky Strike cigarette
She asked him if he'd trade
His water for honey
And as they both walked out the door
His water spilled out on th floor
Chorus:
Oh Undertaker, don't take them to early
Please give it a litte more time
Have another drink of that burgundy wine
You'll find this gets easier
After the roses have died
Jesse Dominguez collapsed in the moonlight
After trying to steal his first kiss
From the ruby on Scarlet's red lips
She wondered if he'd traded
His water for honey
And then she fell back in the knight
That broke bird don't know how to fly
Chorus
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7. |
Laugh
03:50
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Laugh
I was born with the sun in my eyes
And I never saw clear, but they tell me that I
Probably laughed just a little too hard
For a man who can't see what he can not afford
Oh I laugh just a little too hard
And they called me Billy the Kid
And the covered my eyes and behind them I hid
But I lauged just a little too much
As I'd try to imagine all the things I would touch
Oh I laugh just a little too much
I remember the first song I sang
The song of a hunter in love with his prey
And laughed just a little too long
No I could not remember on word to that song
And I laugh just a little too long
And I loved for the first time one night
When her lips finally touched mine I'm pretty sure I
Probably lauged just a little to loud
Wondering if mine were the first that she'd found
Oh I laugh just a little too loud
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Rattlesnakes
Cold beds and warm days
A bit of whiskey for the old ways
They don't matter anymore
The truth is out - you saw me around
Falling flat on the hallowed ground
But it don't matter anymore
Chorus:
'Cause I have be tearing down these walls of stone
And I may have rattlesnakes for bones
But I don't spend any time thinkin' 'bout the past
Or I'd dream all my dreams about you
Hold on to loose ends
Keep the bible in the back kid
You won't read it anymore
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Casey
03:35
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Casey
Casey, we were all wrong
We were timid 'cause we had the time
We were thinkin' 'bout which hills to climb
And we all sang your song
The one you wrote by the riverside
'Bout fillin' bottles with fireflies
Chorus:
Was it off the top of my head
The top of my head has grown cold
And we all know what we've done
Casey, we were all wrong
No we didn't mean to leave you there
Pulling flowers from your greying hair
So we all song your song
It was easy cause the words all rhymed
The we freed all the fireflies
Chorus
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To the Devil While Dying
03:11
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To the Devil While Crying
Pull me off of the ground
Where they left me covered in blood
And please hold me while I say
That I was never a part of the game
I just needed the job and the pay
For sweet Daisy May
Chorus:
And if I could get back before the gun's sound
I would pick up the rifle I dropped on the ground
I would be back home, in a bed of my own
And I'd give you my soul for a while
Don't leave, don't call me a coward
And please be patient - my last breath is stuck
Deep in my lungs
No more mornings and no more suprises
No kisses, goodbyes, or goodnights
Could you please close my eyes
Chorus
Please take my picture down off of the wall
Daisy I promise I'll hear when you call
Call out my name
Chorus
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Backward Home
03:03
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Backward Home
So you're sleeping under eyes that made you
Save a smile for this weary traveler
No I would never want to leave this backwards home again
But the winters here seem so much longer
Than the time I spent with Avery's daughter
Thinking all her love was there, lord, but never mine
No I'm not one for the taken, no
I'm just here to find another
Then I'll fly away
I would never want to leave this backwards home again
I know my uniform is torn and tattered
And your petticoat is worn and weathered
I know that all your love is vain and I don't mind
'Cause I'm not one for the taken, no
I'm just here to find another
Then I'll fly away
I would never want to leave this backwards home again
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