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Ripples
03:27
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There's a man who built upon a rock
To the ticking of a clock
As his life was speeding past
But when he laid the final brick
He'd caught the carrot, lost the stick
So he gave it all away
There's nothing solid we can leave
That'll last down through the centuries
Nothing that won't crumble into dust
But the ripples of our love and hate
Never stop keep going straight
When everything we've made has turned to rust
There's a gal who raised a boy alone
Had no money til he'd grown
And always felt she failed him
But he grew up with lots of care
Was always helpful always fair
And never wanted for a thing
Chorus
There's a family who lost it all
It was illness caused the fall
Now their hope is shorn away
Homeless on the streets they roam
Till a man gave them a home
A man raised by a single gal
Chorus x 2
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Charlie the Crow
03:23
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Someone once asked me what I 'member 'bout my Nan and Pap
She's a short, skinny woman. He's a tall ruddy-faced chap
Who let out a scream when he put on aftershave
But the thing I 'member most is the crow my Pappy saved
Charlie the Crow he called out his name
In the sun and the pouring rain
Charlie the crow he's always the same
An' Charlie the crow is pecking at my toes again
I lived there for a while when I was just a lad
I had to stay there my Mum was feeling sad
An' they put me in the garden and worked me like a slave
But the thing I 'member most is the crow my Pappy saved
Chorus
When Pappy died it hit everybody hard
I went to see Charlie one last time in the yard
But he'd been sent off to an aviary
And once in a while I could go and see
Of course I miss Pappy now he's in his grave
But the thing I miss the most is the crow my Pappy saved
Chorus x 2
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Echoes of the Past
04:06
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Once upon a time was a boy who wore my name
He thought he wore it well
Thought life was a game, emotions simply names
He puts me through hell
The echoes of the past grow discordant with age
They don't change the key as I turn a page
And the boy I once was, well, he's gone for good
Can't forget his deeds, no, I wish I could
Done too many sins, hurt too many things
To ever fully atone
But I gotta try. I use your pain to cry
I wish I had known
Chorus
Bridge/Build up
I wish I could forget all the things I said that I didn't mean that I do regret
I wish I could forget all the things I did that I didn't mean that I do regret
I wish I could forget everything I said that I didn't mean that I do regret
I wish I could forget everything I did that I didn't mean
Chorus
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Entropy
03:44
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Time will grind, grind me down to dust
Time will grind, grind me down to dust
I'm 3 miles high and reach for the sky, but
Time will grind, grind me down to dust
Rain will wash, wash away my crown
Rain will wash, wash away my crown
It is soft and I am strong. It'll keep up until I'm gone
Rain will wash, wash away my crown
Tide will take, take away my roots
Tide will take, take away my roots
I'm tough as nails, and you can't see how I fail
Tide will take, take away my roots
Core will heat, heat me till I melt
Core will heat, heat me till I melt
Burn and crush until I'm fiery slush
Core will heat, heat me till I melt
Then I'll rise, I will rise again
I will rise, I will rise again
I was born and then I died, now I'm back for another ride
I will rise, I will rise again
Time will grind, grind me down to dust
Time will grind, grind me down to dust
I'm 3 miles high and reach for the sky, but
Time will grind, grind me down to dust
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5. |
There's a Storm Comin'
02:25
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There's a storm comin'
There's a storm a comin'
A storm coming
And it's bound to blow you down
There are nine angels on nine ships
Bound to put trumpets to their lips
Huff and puff and blow it all away
Say your prayers it's the end of days
Chorus
There are horsemen 1, 2, 3, 4
When they come you gonna beg no more
War, famine, pestilence and death
Gonna steal your final breath
Chorus
There's a man with a thousand crowns
He'll build you up an' let you down
An' join the devil in the fiery pit
And that'll be the end of it
Chorus
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Mad Ole Girl
02:55
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From good stock or so they say
Even born on a sunny day
The best start the world could give
Ruined it all by the life she lived
Mad ole girl
Mad ole girl
Propping up the bar she's a mad ole girl
Mad ole girl
Mad ole girl
Propping up the bar she's a mad old girl
When she was young she was a beauty queen
But after years of the clubbing scene
Her face is lined, her body sags
Fuelled by beer, drugs and fags
Chorus
Done it all in her past
Nothing good ever lasts
Now she lives off the dole
Getting drunk to save her soul
Chorus
Bridge
Before you think this tale is sad
She's always happy, always glad
When you think of what she's done
Have you had as much fun
But all the folks, they all still say
All the folks, all still say
Chorus
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7. |
Down by the Riverside
02:29
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I'm gonna lay down my sword and shield
Down by the riverside, down by the riverside, down by the riverside
I'm gonna lay down my sword and shield
Down by the riverside, down by the riverside, down by the riverside
I aint gonna study war no more, gonna study war no more, aint gonna study war no more ho ho ho
I aint gonna study war no more, gonna study war no more, aint gonna study war no more ho ho ho
I'm gonna shake hands with all the world
Etc
Chorus
I'm gonna build a bridge, not a wall
Etc
Chorus
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8. |
Gimme Some Whisky
04:44
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Gimme some whisky, gimme some wine
I don't care what, so long as it's mine
Gimme some bitter, gimme some stout
Put a shot of rum in to give it some clout
You better give it some clout
Coz every thought of you takes me to hell
So I need to kill some braincells
Every thought of you takes me to hell
I don't wanna think like everyone else
Gimme some brandy, gimme some gin
Anything that keeps me in the state I'm in
Gimme some cider, gimme some port
Anything that stops these rational thoughts
Please stop these thoughts
Chorus
I'm burning down those memories
I burn em down like ash trees x2
1 2 3 4
Gimme some opiates, gimme some pot
I don't care man, whatever you got
Gimme some mushrooms, gimme some es
I don't care man, whatever you please
But give me something please
Chorus
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9. |
The Tramp
04:04
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If y’all will shut your trap, I’ll tell you bout a chap
Who was broke and up against it too for fair
He was not the kind to shirk and he was looking hard for work
But he met the same ole story everywhere
Tramp tramp keep on a tramping, nu’ing here for you
If i see you round about you’ll wear ball and chain
Tramp tramp keep on a tramping it’s the best that you can do
Walked up and down the street, till the shoes fell off his feet
In a house he spied a lady cooking stew
He said how do you do, may I chop some wood for you?
What the lady told him made him feel so blue
Tramp tramp keep on a tramping, nu’ing here for you
If i see you round about you’ll wear ball and chain
Tramp tramp keep on a tramping it’s the best that you can do
Across the street as sign he read, work for Jesus so it said
And he said here is my chance I’ll surely try
So he knelt upon the floor, till his knees got rather sore
But at eating time he heard preacher cry
Tramp tramp keep on a tramping, nu’ing here for you
If i see you round about you’ll wear ball and chain
Tramp tramp keep on a tramping it’s the best that you can do
Cross the street he spied a cop and the copper made him stop
And he said when did you blow into town
So he took him to the judge, but the judge he said oh fudge
Bums with no money needn’t come around
Tramp tramp keep on a tramping, nu’ing here for you
If i see you round about you’ll wear ball and chain
Tramp tramp keep on a tramping it’s the best that you can do
Finally came that happy day, when his life passed away
He was sure he’d go to heaven when he died
When he reached the pearly gates, santa peter, mean old skate
Slammed the door right in his face, loudly cried
Tramp tramp keep on a tramping, nu’ing here for you
If i see you round about you’ll wear ball and chain
Tramp tramp keep on a tramping it’s the best that you can do
In despair he went to hell, with the devil for to dwell
For the reason he’d no other place to go
He said I’m full of sin, so for christs sake let me in
But the devil said o beat it you’re a bo
Tramp tramp keep on a tramping, nu’ing here for you
If i see you round about you’ll wear ball and chain
Tramp tramp keep on a tramping it’s the best that you can do
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Wade in the water
Wade in the water
Wade in the water
God's gonna trouble the water
Who's that yonder all dressed in white
Wade in the water
Leader looks like the Israelite
God's a gonna trouble the water
Wade in the water...
Who's that yonder all dressed in red
Wade in the water
Looks like the children that Moses led
God's gonna trouble the water
Wade in the water...
Who's that yonder all dressed in blue
Wade in the water
Must be the children a coming through
God's gonna trouble the water
Wade in the water...
If you don't believe I've been redeemed
Wade in the water
Follow me down to the Jordan stream
God's a gonna trouble the water
Wade in the water...
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Green Grow the Rashes
04:08
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There's nought but care on every hand,
In every hour that passes, O:
What signifies the life of man,
If it were not for the lasses, O.
Green grow the rashes , O;
Green grow the rashes , O;
The sweetest hours that e'er I spend,
Are spent among the lasses, O.
The worldly race may riches chase, -
And riches still may fly them, O;
And though at last they catch them fast,
Their hearts can ne'er enjoy them, O.
Green grow the rashes , O;
Green grow the rashes , O;
The sweetest hours that e'er I spend,
Are spent among the lasses, O.
Give me a cannie hour at e'en ,
My arms about my dearie, O;
And worldly cares and worldly men
May a' Gae tapsalteerie, O!
Green grow the rashes , O;
Green grow the rashes , O;
The sweetest hours that e'er I spend,
Are spent among the lasses, O.
For you sae douce , ye sneer at this;
You're nought but senseless asses, O:
The wisest man the world e'er saw ,
He dearly loved the lasses, O.
Green grow the rashes , O;
Green grow the rashes , O;
The sweetest hours that e'er I spend,
Are spent among the lasses, O.
Auld Nature swears, the lovely dears
Her noblest work she classes, O:
Her prentice hans she tried on man,
And then she made the lasses, O.
Green grow the rashes , O;
Green grow the rashes , O;
The sweetest hours that e'er I spend,
Are spent among the lasses, O.
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12. |
If
04:32
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If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise:
If you can dream -- and not make dreams your master;
If you can think -- and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two imposters just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools;
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on!"
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings -- nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run --
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And -- what is more -- you'll be a Man, my son!
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