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Hey Mama
T. Neilson
Hey Mama don’t cry
Hey Mama don’t cry
I’m going home to the other side
I’m going up where I belong
Where this world won’t do me no harm
Going up to take Jesus’ hand
Lead me into that promised land
Hey Daddy don’t weep
Hey Daddy don’t weep
Your little girl is breaking free
I’m going up where I belong
Where this world won’t do me no harm
Going up to take Jesus’ hand
Lead me into that promised land
Hey Mama don’t cry
Hey Mama don’t cry
Hey Mama don’t cry
Hey Mama don’t you cry
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Great Day
04:16
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GREAT DAY
T.Neilson/J.Neilson
Mama’s in the kitchen singing homemade songs
Supper’s in the oven and it won’t be long
Daddy drops the needle while the record spins
Moon comes out, time to go in
And it’s a great day to be loved
It’s a great day to be loved
I know a boy lives up the street
Got some fairytales up his sleeve
Stole a kiss from a girl and never gave it back
But I guess he can keep it ‘cause he makes me laugh
And it’s a great day to be loved
It’s a great day to be loved
You can never have enough
It’s a great day to be loved
Grow up, get married, don’t the days fly fast
Half of my tomorrows are in the past
Now supper’s in the oven and it won’t be long
And I’m the kitchen singing homemade songs
Chorus
Oh with a look you love me
Oh with a smile you touch me
Oh it’s a great day to be loved
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One Thing
03:54
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This Town
04:28
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This Town
T.Neilson
When I roll into this town, first thing I wanna do is leave
With my foot heavy on the gas, I drive so fast I gotta watch my speed
The gossips’ hands are full of time and somehow it became a crime
to have the nerve to run off chasing dreams
Yeah when I roll into this town the first thing I wanna do is leave
Before you even say hello, all I wanna do is say goodbye
Before you even have a chance to think you glance “I miss you” in my eyes
‘Cause you’ve been standing still the whole time that I’ve learned to crash and burn and pick myself back up again and try
So before you even say hello, all I wanna do is say goodbye
And it’s a long way back home
A long way back home
And it won’t let you go
It’s a long way back home
When I reach my hotel room, first thing I’m gonna do is cry
With no one there to sympathize, no prying eyes, I’ll pour a glass of wine
And drink a toast to nights alone and endless highways that I roam looking for that home I’ll never find
Yeah when I reach my hotel room, first thing I’m gonna do is cry
And it’s a long way back home
A long way back home
And it won’t let me go
It’s a long way back home
When I roll into this town, first thing I’m gonna do is leave
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Rust
03:31
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Rust
T. Neilson
I’m crying on the closet floor
Wearing everything you ever bought me
I’m sleeping with your winter coat
Trying to feel the warmth of you beside me
Oh I’ve misplaced myself in a drawer or on these shelves
Your silence rings around these walls
Took the glass out of the frames to touch you
I’ve walked for miles along these halls
Feeling like a stranger in a house that used to be a happy home
But now I realize since you’ve gone
That my heart will pound to dust
My tears turn me to rust
I’ll strip my soul and draw a bath
As I whisper desperate prayers beneath my breath
I’ll spray my skin with your cologne
Like a woman going mad with loneliness
Oh baby can’t you see
You locked your doors and took my key
And my heart will pound to dust
My tears turn me to rust
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No Good For My Soul
T. Neilson/ L. Thomson
You know I love you but I gotta let go
You know I love you but I gotta let go
You know I love you but I gotta let go
You’re no good for my soul
Looking for the man from Galilee
Hoping he could set me free
From this devil inside of me
You’re no good for my soul
Chorus
Eve bit the apple and it tasted sweet
That old devil swept her off her feet
Made her lose her mind just like you’re doing to me
You’re no good for my soul
Chorus
I’m just a woman made of dirt and clay
So easily led astray
Gotta get right before my judgement day
You’re no good for my soul
Chorus
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I've Just Seen A Face
02:31
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I’ve Just Seen a Face
Lennon/McCartney
I've just seen a face
I can't forget the time or place that we just met
he's just the boy for me
I want all the world to see we've met
La la la la la la
Had it been another day
I might have looked the other way
And I’d have never been aware
but as it is I’ll dream of him tonight
La la la la la la
Falling, yes I am falling
And he keeps calling me back again
I have never known a love like this
I've been alone and I have missed things and kept out of sight
But other boys were never quite like him
La la la la la la
Chorus
I've just seen a face
I can't forget the time or place that we just met
He's just the boy for me
I want all the world to see we've met
La la la la la la
Chorus
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8. |
The Bottle & Me
03:51
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The Bottle & Me
T. Neilson/ J. Neilson
So this is the end, is that all it takes
A flick of your hand and I’m thrown away
Is this how it feels, I wouldn’t have guessed
No cracks in my heart, no ache in my chest
With my remedy
The bottle and me
And it’s the saddest thing you’ll ever see
A crowd of people here with me while I drown alone
Yeah I know just what they all think
A woman who can’t hold her drink
Why can’t they see, that it’s holding me
And you did your best to understand
You hoped like a child, you fought like a man
But could not defeat the bottle and me
Chorus
You think I can’t see what’s become of me
This hunger I feed, I want to be free
But no one can compete with the bottle and me
The Bottle and Me
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9. |
Take Me Home
05:02
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TAKE ME HOME
J Neilson/T Neilson
Six weeks straight and I’m half bent
To make a dollar that’s long since spent
Payin bills, payin’ my dues and a one-way ticket to you
This time tomorrow baby I’ll be home
Meet me at the station when the whistle blows
We’ve spent too much time alone
And too many dimes on phones
This train’s rollin’ North to the borderline
The wheels rock me gentle, keep you on my mind
I’ll love you fast then love you slow
Conducter won’t you hurry and take me home
Take me home
Live my life beneath the stars
While you’re asleep I’m play this old guitar
Singing in the cities, every backwoods town
Hoping one day to do us proud
Maybe next time I’m leaving you can come with me
Give your work notice maybe take your two weeks
We can talk it over baby, make some plans
Before they got me leavin’ again
This train’s rollin’ North to the borderline
The wheels rock me gentle, keep you on my mind
I’ll love you fast then I’ll love you slow
Conducter won’t you hurry and take me home
Take me home
900 miles and I’m all alone
800 miles til I get back home
600 miles and my coffees cold
500 miles til I get back home
400 miles and the stars they shine
300 miles until you’re all mine
200 miles til the break of day
100 miles til you call my name
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10. |
Sweet Dreams
02:04
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Sweet Dreams
D. Gibson
Sweet dreams of you
Every night I go through
Why can't I forget you and start my life anew
Instead of having sweet dreams about you
You don't love me, it's plain
I should know I'll never wear your ring
I should hate you the whole night through
Instead of having sweet dreams about you
Sweet dreams of you
Things I know can't come true
Why can't I forget the past, start loving someone new
Instead of having sweet dreams about you
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