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Lazy days have got me putting of what I cannot hide
I'll do tomorrow what I promised just give me time to move
Off this burly, old couch
I feel tied down and I can't remember a time when I said to you
Take the children, take the dog, call my mother when you are through
The great provider that you are, I know that you need to rest your head
On this burly, old couch
You should lie down, relax, and let me take full control for you
You may not ask me if I'm ready to go
You may not ask me if I forgot
I know what I said, I will do it tonight
Just give me time
Lazy days have got me putting off what I cannot see
I wrote it down, made a list
And posted it plainly there for you to see
But this burly, old couch
Keeps me tied down
And I can't remember a time when I did what I should do
But this burly old couch
Keeps me tied down
And I can't remember a time when I did what I should do
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2. |
Lies End
03:18
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Now that they found out
Nothing is out of bounds
They can’t keep secrets from me
Now that the words out
Will we be cast out?
They can’t keep secrets from me
A first-hand discovery
I took my chances on you
You took my coat and made it new
What can I say to one who thinks the way I don’t?
Who let the cat out?
Who drew the blinds up?
Just let them say what they want to say
There will come a day when
All this will be forgotten
And all you can claim is the person you’ve been
I won’t deliver you now
They will get you somehow
I doubt I’m the only one whom they can name
From you, from you, from you
Now you will ask me what to do
But I’m done telling you
What you should be and how people perceive us
I’m not a judge and neither are you
And neither are they, the faceless and cruel
Deny them their tools and the lies end
Now that they found out
Nothing is out of bounds
They can’t keep secrets from me
A first-hand discovery
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3. |
Southern Nights
02:38
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We went down to Nashville, Tennessee
I unpacked all I owned, you were waiting there for me
We hitched a ride cause it was dark that night
I didn’t want to risk the pavement burning on all sides
Hot southern days, hot southern nights
We could take a trip to Utah
But I’d miss those southern lights
Well, I grew up there in Asheville, old NC
Where it’s not always cold, no ocean blow
Enough mountains there for me
We can stop the cab at this next light
Won’t you take my hand, and I’ll be your man
And we will set out for the night
Hot southern days, hot southern nights
We could take a trip to Utah
But I’d miss those southern lights
Oh Tennessee, Oh Tennessee
There’s something in the air here
What you got in store for me
We went down to Nashville, Tennessee
I unpacked all I owned: my guitar and some cds
I thought that I would take a walk tonight
And take each moment by the hand
And enjoy these southern nights
Hot southern days, hot southern nights
We could take a trip to Utah
But I’d miss those southern lights
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Somedays
04:13
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There are something that I don’t want to do
But I know that I do them well
There are some days when I don’t want to play, I just want to be by myself
There are some things that we all must do
Even if we don’t want to these things will always be
these things will always be, these things will always be there
People tell me things I don’t want to know about their lives
They open up, and they tell me what I’d prefer they’d hide
People unload everything they know
They don’t hold back, and you can’t explode
These things will always be, these things will always be
These things will always be there
Every now and then, I need to get away but it’s hard to pretend
That I am all alone, in my mind I know that this will never end
The closer I can find some piece of mine, a new beginning
The harder it becomes to face each day, to face anything
How will I make it through the morning
How will I make it through the day
How will I make it through the morning
How will I make it through the day
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5. |
Annie (The Levee Song)
04:18
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One way or another
I refuse to discover
How long it has been
How long we have left
How long we have tried
To mend fences, that are old and decrepit
And can’t stand the rains
Or divide us from pain any more
Sooner or later, with no change in the weather
The levees’ will break
How will we escape?
Where will we go?
My mama once told me
That I’d never be lonely
If I sang a song
And sang from my heart
And showed you my soul
But I never did
I never did until I met you
And I never will sing again for anyone
No Annie, just you
I’ll love you in the good times
If you’ll love me in the bad times
If you’ll love me today
We must go away
There is no time
The dark clouds, they are coming
Have no fear
But we are running a few steps behind
There’s not enough time
Take what you can’t leave behind
You have to decide right now
But I never did
I never did until I met you
And I never will sing again for anyone
No Annie, just you
No Annie, just you
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