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SHOOTER JENNINGS lyrics - Don't Wait Up (For George)

The Door

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I've heard the sound of my dear old mama crying And the sound of the train that took me off to war The awful sound of a thousand bombs exploding And I wondered if I could take it anymore There were times when they almost drove me crazy But I did my best and took it like a man And who would think in my lonely room I'd hear it The one sound in the world my heart can't stand To hear that sound and to know its really over Through tear stained eyes I watched her walk away And of earthquakes, storms and guns and war Lord, nothing has ever hurt me more than that lonely sound The closing of the door And of earthquakes, storms and guns and war Lord, nothing ever hurt me more than that lonely sound The closing of the door...

The Man Who Wrote Danny Boy

JOE JACKSON "Night Music"
It happened one night At three in the morning The devil appeared in my studio room And he said I'm your pal And I'll make you a deal Blow away your struggle And I'll take your soul for a toy After rubbing my eyes I looked all around me At the half-finished drivel I'd worked on for days And I told him my dream Was to live for all time In some perfect refrain Like the man who wrote Danny Boy And I said if you're real, then I'll ask you a question While most of us turn into ashes or dust Just you and that other guy go on forever But who writes the history And who do I trust? He gave me a wink And he said it was funny How mortals would pour all their blood, sweat and tears Onto tape, onto paper Or into the air To be lost and forgotten Outside of his kind employ Then I thought I could hear a great sound in the distance Of whiskey-soaked singing And laughter and cheers And they're saying, that song could bring tears to a glass eye So pass me the papers, I'll sign them in blood And the smell of the brimstone was turned into greasepaint And the roar of the crowd like the furies of hell And I hear the applause and I hear the bells ringing And the sound of a woman's voice from the next room Saying come to me now Come lay down beside me Whatever you're doing you're too gone to see You can't hold onto shadows, no more than to years So be glad for the pleasures We're young enough to enjoy So maybe I'm drunk Or maybe a liar Or maybe we're all living inside a dream You can say what you like When I'm gone, then you'll see I'll be down in the dark Down underground With Shakespeare and Bach And the man who wrote Danny Boy

All Alone Am I

JOHNNY MATHIS "In The Still Of The Night"
All alone am I ever since your goodbye All alone with just a beat of my heart People all around but I don't hear a sound Just the lonely beating of my heart No use in holding other hands For I'd be holding only emptiness No use in kissing other lips For I'd be thinking just of your caress All alone am I ever since your goodbye All alone with just a beat of my heart People all around but I don't hear a sound Just the lonely beating of my heart No other voice can say the words My heart must hear to ever sing again The words you used to whisper low No other love can ever bring again All alone am I ever since your goodbye All alone with just a beat of my heart People all around but I don't hear a sound Just the lonely beating of my heart

The Load-Out

JACKSON BROWNE "Running On Empty"
(Jackson Browne & Bryan Garofalo) Now the seats are all empty Let the roadies take the stage Pack it up and tear it down They're the first to come and last to leave Working for that minimum wage They'll set it up in another town Tonight the people were so fine They waited there in line And when they got up on their feet they made the show And that was sweet... But I can hear the sound Of slamming doors and folding chairs And that's a sound they'll never know Now roll them cases out and lift them amps Haul them trusses down and get'em up them ramps 'Cause when it comes to moving me You guys are the champs But when that last guitar's been packed away You know that I still want to play So just make sure you got it all set to go Before you come for my piano But the band's on the bus And they're waiting to go We've got to drive all night and do a show in Chicago or Detroit, I don't know We do so many shows in a row And these towns all look the same We just pass the time in our hotel rooms And wander 'round backstage Till those lights come up and we hear that crowd And we remember why we came Now we got country and western on the bus R and B, we got disco in eight tracks and cassettes in stereo We've got rural scenes & magazines We've got truckers on the CB We've got Richard Pryor on the video We got time to think of the ones we love While the miles roll away But the only time that seems too short Is the time that we get to play People you've got the power over what we do You can sit there and wait Or you can pull us through Come along, sing the song You know you can't go wrong 'Cause when that morning sun comes beating down You're going to wake up in your town But we'll be scheduled to appear A thousand miles away from here

Lord, Listen.

MICK JENKINS "Trees & Truths"
Life ain't nothing but a cat-mouse, nigga Mice get trapped in the trap house, nigga Lives get sacrificed in the streets White lights when you blackout, nigga For my niggas dig and move, better watch that back, fam Around here you're just another black man Niggas talk shit but I'm over their verbs like accents and apostrophes No apologies. Quite advance maybe prodigy Black rap mans dichotomy Some like the folks and the moes Niggas better duck when it's birds in the street Cause you never too fly to get caught by the crows Better call your God if you doubt my G Better call Allah if you fuck with the pigs in the house, my G, OnGaud Lord, Lord, Lord we never listen, do we? Lord, Lord, Lord, we never Lord-love to hear the lie. Hate to hear the truth We love to hear the lies, we hate to hear the truths Just ginger ale for your hoes, I don't want they souls Just ginger ale for your hoes, I don't want they souls Sip it like Champaign. Free be the campaign Pinkies in the air for the swank Peanut butter loafers, like fuck did you think? Don't you see the pennies, I don't need your two cents It ain't never really been about a dollar Nice repentance. [?] Pop up my collar Back when Slim was rolling impala. Running from the ops Parked car cuffed on the curb for the cops Swerve on the clock Bet your nose calm fore you swerve on the block Like, fuck them niggas they don't know our struggle Like, fuck them niggas they don't know our struggle Like, fuck them niggas, famo Lord, Lord, Lord we never listen, do we? Lord, Lord, Lord, we never Lord-love to hear the lie. Hate to hear the truth We love to hear the lies, hate to hear the truths Just ginger ale for your hoes, I don't want they souls Just ginger ale for your hoes, I don't want they souls Thank God they prayed for a nigga Thank God Rhonda prayed for a nigga Lord, Lord, Lord, we never listen, do we?

I'd Do It All Again

JERRY LEE LEWIS "Killer Country"
Well, the band was on its final break When he came walking in The lies that showed more than his age He was drunk, worn and thin He sat down behind the ol' piano And he ran through a couple of notes And he said, "Would somebody buy me a drink, boys To kinda help me clear my throat?" And he said, "What would you give to hear a song? What prize do memories bring? It ain't every day you get To hear living legend sing" I may forget a line or two A few words now and then It takes a drink to make me think And live it all again This gray you see don't bother Jerry Lee And neither do these lines I may have seen some better days, boys But God knows, I ain't reached my prime I've got some scars from a woman's war And playing those one-night stands Lord only knows, if I had the time I'd do it all again Yes, I could still make 'em dance Like I did in times that's gone And I can still make 'em cry And I can touch 'em with a song I can still yet turn 'em on The way that I did back then Lord only knows, if I had the time I'd do it all again

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