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Truth or Consequences
02:56
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Hey Mr. Edwards put me on your show
On the road to truth or consequences
You put it on the map and now we all know where to go
On the road to truth or consequences
I got a name of a man that won't be anymore...
Been thinking too loud and that's what the radio is for...
Roads don't look back they only look away
Truth and consequences may be one and the same
Quiz me about the death that's on my hands...
Quiz me about the life that's in my hands...
Life is a desert and it ain't New Mexico...
Everything must die so on with the show...
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2. |
Black Monday
02:35
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I put my money down on a black Monday
On a black Monday and I lost it all
Just a little house on the edge of town
But the edge of town don’t like to take a fall
Green, silver, copper, “In God We Trust”
If we don’t rob the bank, the bank robs us
Them big ol’ banks got their mouths full
Got their mouths full and tellin’ me to leave
But I’m gonna get what’s comin’ to me
If it’s comin’ to me, before they get me
Charlie’s got somethin’ like a two-barrel plan
A two-barrel plan and the driver is me
Now I’m parked thinking life is too damn short
Too damn short and nothin’ is free
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3. |
Scattered
03:46
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Like falling leaves
Or trash on the street
Or thoughts that try to be words
Like the minutes of today
Or memories we’ve made
Or feathers from birds
Like those that I set free with love through grief
Scattered, scattered, scattered like family
From the stories of his youth
Looking for truth
The ones we won’t hear
To casualties of war
And footprints out my door
I know he was just here
Like the songs that I keep that you won’t hear me sing
Scattered, oh scattered, scattered like family
Tell me how are you going to live
When the days are all like this
Tell me where is a place to hide
When everywhere is like some place inside
There’s a mountain that I know
And a river that flows
In a box next to a photo
I will climb and I will ache
I will walk and I will wade
Where ever you’ve gone I will follow
Like those you set free with love through grief
Scattered, oh scattered, scattered like family
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4. |
Reward
05:27
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Under a blood moon I found the trail
Covered by sage brush and dust in an outline so frail
With a wound that would heal in time
They left a trace of the travails behind
With a shirt full of smoke and hay
I caught up with the outlaw the very next day
I wasn’t what I was looking for
Where is my reward
Where is my reward
Do I even care if I find it anymore
Where is my reward
Where is my reward
On the banks of the river cool and calm
I watch sunlight stay while the water moves on
With a face on paper now on the wind
I done fooled myself again
I remember a time when you’d come to me
With my love so bold and true you did believe
Now I’m lost on a trail I’ve seen before
Where is my reward
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5. |
I Might Kill A Man
03:12
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I hear someone in Reno must have crossed Cash
He didn’t have a good reason to kill him like that
But I got a good reason if you do that to her
Even Johnny would agree you can be sure
I will never hurt a woman
But I might kill a man
The world is dark these days with brightness here and there
One minute you’ve got a life worth living the next you don’t care
You can take it out at the bar or take it out on the highway
If you take it out on her you will have Hell to pay
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6. |
Profit of Pain
02:30
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Lawyer here has gotta be insane
He’s telling me I should profit from my pain
Profit from my pain
Profit from my pain
I’ll take the house you can have the land
Lawyer’s telling me I should take what I can
Take what I can while they toast our divorce
Well they’re breathing down my neck
I wish I could breathe down yours
The kids will have to get over it
They’ll understand I’m sure of it
If not now they will some day
Some day they will profit from this pain
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7. |
Singing Low
03:24
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Hey now Darlin’, where’s your love now?
No one else's feels like home
I’m sittin' here wonderin’ in these clouds
If you can you hear me singing low
I’m singing low in high country
I’m singing low it takes the sadness from me
If you're out there somewhere and thinking of me
Know I'm singing low in high country
One day we were laughing, laughing so sweetly
And the next day it was just an echo
What once was a mountain to you and me
Now is a beautiful tombstone
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8. |
Spring Without Love
03:51
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No time like springtime to start living
No time like April to start forgiving
But every time you look at the news
There’s another evil looking back at you
No town like your hometown where you should feel safe
Not even your hometown is free from hate
From your school to mine
Fell the seeds like those of Columbine
Where do you go when the whole world wants to fight?
And is there room for me there tonight?
I don’t mean to push by being shoved
What is spring without love?
No time left for us now to say goodbye
No time left on my heart to fight
You can hear what you want to hear
But let the sweet April sun dry your tears
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9. |
Alaska
03:53
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From all those mountains came that dust
From all that dust came what must
Play me in the key of C
As if there were any other place to be
I can no longer color this excuse
Without the black and white spruce
She said she knows where I've been
Alaska how Alaska when
What can I do with these thin walls
When they don't keep out what's inside at all
And all those ravens with their rhymes
Just shake their heads and say it's all in mine
For the Last Frontier fools the West
Forgetting the last in our heads
She said she'd be my friend in the end
Alaska how Alaska when
Who am I to feel this way
We're just visiting with no place to stay
And though I travel with a heavy heart
I've packed so light I'm in the dark
Until I found a candle and a map
And I set free what was never trapped
She said she knows what I got planned
Alaska how Alaska when
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10. |
Scattered (reprise)
04:34
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Like the fate of every green leaf or a smile on New Year's Eve
Like thoughts that try to be words
Like the minutes of today or the memories that we've made
Or feathers left behind by birds
Oh scattered all around me Oh scattered like family
From the stories of your youth looking for trains and looking for truth
All the ones we will never hear
To the casualties of love and war and the footprints outside of my front door
I know you were just here
I'll see you in mountains that I know and in a river that still flows
And in sayings and houses still haunted
And in every direction that I take I will sing my song for my own sake
I know that's the least you would have wanted
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11. |
Hope Dies Last
03:44
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Well I won't sit here and tell you any lies
We both know the truth everything dies
But if we can't see eye to eye if we read into what was
There's one thing out there that will out live love
Hope hope dies last hopefully after our bitter past
Hope hope dies last if you thought it was dead why did you ask
There's a dog next door that barks way too much
I guess some things in this world just live from their guts
Cause they call the dog Hope and maybe you buy it
There's a time for everything I will not deny it
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12. |
Mercy
04:05
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Who do you think you are to say that to me
I can see you don’t know a thing about me
Only seconds separate a calm breeze from a hurricane
Only seconds to refrain someone please stop me
Cause all else has failed
All else has failed
Mercy rock me mercy
Mercy rock me tonight
From out in the streets I’m blind-sided by a whisper for me
Tempting me with fallacy I will resist
To the end of the road to the stars to the edge of a note
It’s just me and a ghost asking for this
Cause all else has failed
All else has failed
Mercy rock me mercy
Mercy rock me tonight
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13. |
Daddy Built A Fire
08:22
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Last night I woke to music from records in a box upstairs
The same records my father played at the end of a day unfair
He’d play them while he built a fire then drift off in those songs
Last night I was wide awake wishing I could put those records on
As a child I often wondered where did all his troubles go
Daddy built a fire a long time ago
He handed down his gun and ax and he gave me my name
Some things I wouldn’t be without his love and other things I am to blame
My brother and I have wandered far but never far from home
Daddy built a fire a long time ago
Now tonight on the highway in December I’m miles from anywhere
Most of the time all that I remember is how he saved me from despair
There's a light ahead and a familiar song has come over my radio
Daddy built a fire a long time ago
Poem - Duende (hidden track)
written by Marvin Aronson
There's a tale to tell and it goes like this
Deep down inside there dwells this ghost
It's really abstract but man it's the most
To capture this grace (or whatever it is) it's useless to try
For one can destroy it by imparting a sigh
It's beautiful to watch but more noble to possess
Desire its glory for you know it's the best
Now this one sought Duende he really was a fool
He should have known better than to grab for this jewel
I've got he cried and acted the king
But this devil is hidden it's such a great thing
Too short is this tale and really not nice
But Duende pervades it and don't think twice
Now grow in knowledge and cease your lust
Duende may find you if that it must.
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