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Tar Snakes
02:52
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I’m chasing’ them tar snakes
Outrunning this heartache
More gas and less brakes, far as the eye can see
I’m hopin’ this white line
Wipes you from my mind
Like bleach and turpentine, wipes my memory clean
The thought of you is such a heavy load
I bear that burden of your ghost in every place I go
I never learned the luxury of learning how to cope
So now I’m gonna hit that open road
I’m chasing’ them tar snakes
Outrunning this heartache
More gas and less brakes, far as the eye can see
I’m hopin’ this white line
Wipes you from my mind
Like bleach and turpentine, wipes my memory clean
The truest form of love you were to me
Thats why I had to leave this town and save my dignity
Every place I go is just as haunted as the last
Your smile is in the bottom of every empty glass
I’m chasing’ them tar snakes
Outrunning this heartache
More gas and less brakes, far as the eye can see
I’m hopin’ this white line
Wipes you from my mind, like bleach and turpentine
Wipes my memory clean
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If you ain’t happy now you never will be
If you’re living’ for tomorrow its now that you’ll never see
The secret that you look for is right under your feet
If you ain’t happy now you never will be
You can’t see the forest when you’re in the trees
So just step outside and look around, see what I mean
And if you’re still lonely it’ll be ok
Dont let those lies of yesterday spoil your life today
If you ain’t happy now you never will be
If you’re living’ for tomorrow its now that you’ll never see
The secret that you look for is right under your feet
If you ain’t happy now you never will be
You could have a big house with an ocean view
You could pay someone to do the things you don’t want to
But one thing you can’t buy is peace of mind
Who knew the best that life could give was the hardest thing to find
If you ain’t happy now you never will be
If you’re living’ for tomorrow its now that you’ll never see
The secret that you look for is right under your feet
If you ain’t happy now you never will be
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Rollin' On
04:09
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Sitting here feeling low with a lack of inspiration
Looking for someone to solve it all
Tired of the uproar and all the useless information
I can’t help but hear that highway's call
So now I’m rollin’ on
Get those wheels goin’
It ain’t too late, its always the right time
Hold on
Ain’t no sign of slowing
Pack it up and move on down the line
Everybody said to go to school and get a job
Build yourself a prison where you’ll die
But I refuse to stand in line baby just to cut my wings
So on this road bird was meant to fly
Now I’m rollin’ on
Get those wheels goin’
It ain’t too late its always the right time
Hold on
Ain’t no sign of slowing
Pack it up and move on down the line
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St. Claire's Retreat
03:39
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I said a prayer for good St Claire and then I said one more for you
Cause when that evening sun came down I felt blue
I never meant to do you right not like you’d ever done for me
But good old Claire was quick to offer her retreat
They say dreams are just feelings in a bottle
I get to thinking I could use a few
When I get to thinking ‘bout you
I should climb up on the mountain on my own two feet
‘Cause her doors are always open and her rates are always cheap
I’ll leave a candle in the window but I may as well light two
Say a prayer for good St. Claire and one for you
Time has its way of making its escape
Years go by, I wonder where did all of ours go
If I could do things all over again I’d have spent those nights with you
And left sweet Claire to find a fool in someone new
But they say touch is what we need to keep us livin’
But I made a livin’ outta lyin' to you
Lord what did I do
I started out with good intentions
With the sunshine comes the rain
Who knew the slightest provocation could wash good intentions away
I’ll leave a candle in the window but I may as well light two
Say a prayer for good St. Claire and one for you
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Champion
04:09
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He was lean and full of quiet rage and built just like a wall
He had circles under his eyes and he stood at 6 feet tall
He rode an old bicycle that he’d stole from off the rack
The kind of man that when he takes from you, you don’t ask for it back
His hands were big as baseball gloves and fists were solid rock
He was born out in Modesto from pure old Okie stock
And he moved here with his mama, but she left him long ago
And he looks just like his Daddy who he never got to know
It’s best to fear him, ‘cause he only has his name
They call him Champion, ‘cause he never lost a game
Out in that old cold town he’s the toughest of them all
Never knew a man to challenge him that didn’t take a fall
He had a leather wallet that he’d had since he was 9
His mother said it was his Dad’s, but he knew that was a lie
‘Cause Mama had so many men after he went away
It was likely one of theirs but Champion kept it anyway
Inside it was a photograph full of holes and marks
Of him and his Mama on the swing set at the park
And on the back it read you’re Mom and Daddy’s pride and joy
On lonely nights he’ll pull it out and wish he was a boy
It’s best to fear him, ‘cause he only has his name
They call him Champion, ‘cause he never lost a game
Out in that old cold town he’s the toughest of them all
Never knew a man to challenge him that didn’t take a fall
Two AM on August first a birthday all alone
The lights they shone like candles on the window by the phone
And at the door the Sheriff’s there with a warrant to arrest
The man that they call Champion and put his case to rest
So come out with your hands up and you’ll leave this place alive
Champion weren’t afraid to kill a man and he weren’t afraid to die
And he’d leave this word a violent way, just like his father did
But you can’t really blame him, oh, that poor old Okie kid
It’s best to fear him, ‘cause he only has his name
They called him Champion, ‘cause he never lost a game
Out in that old cold town he’s the toughest of them all
Never knew a man to challenge him that didn’t take a fall
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6. |
Chickadee
03:14
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Instrumental.
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7. |
Mayo and the Mustard
03:04
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There was a time in my younger life where I hustled every place I went
I drove the roads haulin’ heavy loads so I could feed my kids and pay my rent
At a rest stop diner, I met a wise old timer
He offered up some good advice I never would forget
(This is what he told me)
Keep it between the mayo and the mustard when you’re drivin’ on the road of life
If you start to swervin’ and curvin’ ain’t nothin’ gonna turn out right
Just take heed son and watch your speed, ‘cause it all goes by so fast
In this race theres no first place and you’re lucky just to come in last
I guess I don’t have much to show
I never settled down, baby, I was always on the go
If anybody asks me why I drive
Well the answers down the highway, underneath blue skies
Twenty years of jammin’ gears, now I live alone
I spend my days on the Interstate and my kids have families of their own
At a rest stop diner, now I’m that wise old timer
Servin’ up those lessons that I learned them years ago
(This is what I tell ‘em)
Keep it between the mayo and the mustard when you’re drivin’ on the road of life
If you start to swervin’ and curvin’ ain’t nothin’ gonna turn out right
Just take heed son and watch your speed, ‘cause it all goes by so fast
In this race theres no first place and you’re lucky just to come in last
I said in this race theres no first place and you’re lucky just to come in last
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Bringin' Home The Roses
02:48
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I stepped into a barroom on a cold and windy evening, saw a man there sitting at a stool
He sat there looking sorry with a big bouquet of flowers, liquored up and smoking like a fool
So I looked at him, he looked at me and I said “How ‘bout the weather?”
He said “You know, pal, that ain’t whats on my mind. I’ve made a big mistake again,
So just for now I will pretend she ain't mad at home until closing time.”
So I’m bringin’ home the roses in the pretty colored paper
Like I’ve done so many times before
'Cause honesty ain’t never done this old boy any favors
Flowers just might get me through the door
I’ve always been the kind of man who learned from his experience, this time I just took him at his word
I thought about my wife at home, just sittin’ sad and all alone, I know that ain’t what my sweet gal deserves
So I called her up near closing time, to let her know whats on my mind and I’d be coming home just after two
But judging by her pitch and tone and her screaming on the telephone
I might need those flowers more than you
So I’m bringin’ home the roses in the pretty colored paper
Like I’ve never had to do before
'Cause honesty ain’t never done this old boy any favors
Flowers just might get me through the door
And flowers just might get me through the door
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Sam
03:56
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Saw an old gas station on the interstate that reminds me of the one back home
Too young for the bar so we’d just sit in your car, playing tapes and getting stoned
Years went by, we lived our separate lives and I lost track of you along the way
Its been a long time since you crossed my mind and I thought about the good old days
Sam, where’d you go
You made a mess out west, so now its back out east you roam
I been wondering where you ran off to, but I feel like I already know
Sam, where’d you go
I remember the night that we got into a fight and the sheriff had to drive us home
And the look of shock in my poor mothers eyes as I stumbled in through the door
You told her that it was all your fault and that it’d never happen again
Like it or not I think it toughened me up, so I owe that to you my friend
Sam, where’d you go
You made a mess out west, so now its back out east you roam
I been wondering where you ran off to, but I feel like I already know
Sam, where’d you go
Nights like these so clear and bright, cold sweeps ‘cross the land
People wonder why you left but I think I understand
If I never see you again, well I hope you’ll hear this song
‘Cause I know the best thing that you can do sometimes is just getting gone
So buddy, just go get gone
Sam, where’d you go
You made a mess out west, so now its back out east you roam
I been wondering where you ran off to, but I feel like I already know
Sam, where’d you go
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Old at Heart
04:33
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I work this room on Tuesday nights, it isn’t much but it pays alright
From nine PM until last call, sometimes I’m playing to the walls
But then theres nights I come alive, the stage it completes my thin disguise
I just keep running from myself, play the song and be somebody else
Because I’m old at heart and the people listening to me in the bars
They see the youth thats in my eyes, but if they saw the man inside
They’d know my soul was grey and worn, cut from a cloth thats stained and torn
Unraveled from a single thread, to many words I left unsaid
I know I don’t look the part, this young man is old at heart
The words that come out of my mouth, they have a tired tone but they’re my own
And I’ve lived a thousand lives that no one will ever see
So let 'em be, or set ‘em free
Because I’m old at heart and the people listening to me in the bars
They see the youth thats in my eyes, but if they saw the man inside
They’d know my soul was grey and worn, cut from a cloth thats stained and torn
Unraveled from a single thread, to many words I left unsaid
I know I don’t look the part, this young man is old at heart
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Everything was fine ’til times got going tough
I’ve been working day and night but it just hasn’t been enough
They say you can’t take it with you, but you need it to survive
And it’s only money, honey
Love like ours you just can’t buy
Love like ours is hard to find
Roads long and rough, but we’ll be just fine
Most would be scared, but I know you’re tough
We ain’t got much, we got just enough
The rain will break the levee and the moon will turn the tide
Babies will be born, rich or poor we all will die
It’ll wear your leather thin, just working for a dime
‘Cause its only money, honey
Love like ours you just can’t buy
Love like ours is hard to find
Roads long and rough, but we’ll be just fine
Most would be scared, but I know you’re tough
We ain’t got much, we got just enough
Sitting by the fire, I hold your hand in mine
We’ll play our favorite records and dance by the moonlight
You can keep your fancy parties, you can keep your city lights
‘Cause its only money honey
love like ours you just can’t buy
And its only money, honey
Love like ours you just can’t buy
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Son of the San Lorenzo
04:36
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Everyones got their own story to sell, there’s truth and there’s lies but it gets hard to tell
Which one is which in the big magazines, in the stories they feed us from our glowing screens
Mine started out in the redwoods and pines, I was eating blackberries right off of the vine
My wild blood it took me oh so far away and I left simpler times in the past where they’d stay
But I tell my own heart in every place that I go, someday we’ll go back to where that old cool river flows
Deep down inside I know that day may never come, but I’ll always know
That for better or worse, a blessing or curse
I’m a son of the San Lorenzo
Trouble found me like the hair on my chin, each time I’d get clean it’d just grow back again
I got strung out and locked up but I made out alive, did a life worth of living in a short block of time
I can’t say Id like to go through it again, but I put down the spoon and I picked up the pen
Now I travel and sing with the love of my life, proud to say I made that decision right
But I tell my own heart in every place that I go, someday we’ll go back to where that old cool river flows
Deep down inside I know that day may never come, but I’ll always know
That for better or worse, a blessing or curse
I’m a son of the San Lorenzo
That for better or worse, if a blessing or a curse
I’m a son of the San Lorenzo
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Jesse Daniel
"The Son of the San Lorenzo".
Singer, songwriter snd country music performer.
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