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The Station
03:27
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The Station
Dreams are born on the faces
In the hands inside the pockets
Screamin' like a rocket
Here in the station
Desperate dirty winos
Skin and bones of widows
The crippled, lonely, heartbroke
Here in the station, here in the station
Life's taken all they've done
Left ev'rything they hope to do
And given 'em a place here in the station
Well-read drugstore whores
Smilin' shufflin' through the doors
Dimes and nickles for their chores
Here in the station
Damn two bit nineball hustlers
Poolhalls in their eyeballs
Hittin' on restless teenage mothers
Here in the station, here in the station
Life's taken all they've done
Left ev'rything they hope to do
And given 'em a place here in the station
The clock strikes down to seconds
The gates open to floodin'
The hours come to reckon
Here's a twenty
(Repeat lst verse)
(Chorus)
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Bring the Water on Down
03:46
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Bring The Water On Down
Hey good Jesse Schucky's comin' around
Take care upon the mountain
Bring her water on down poor boy
Bring her water on down
Hey Cap'n Jackson steerin' in good time
Forgivin' not forgotten
Saved a daughter found poor boy
Saved a daughter found
One golden ring I may not drown
In a river smart so pretty
For a fever's breakin' softer ground
In shiny eyes sure fittin'
Bring her water on down poor boy
Bring her water on down
Hey dear Mama leathers pullin'thread
The northern lochs are soundin'
Bringin' the water on down poor boy
Bringin' the water on down
(Chorus)
Hey good Jesse hold on to the hills
He gives us to the mountains
Bringin'the water on down poor boy
He brings the water on down
(Chorus)
Poor boy he brings the water on down
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Woman Missin'
03:58
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Woman Missin'
You can slam that telephone way on down
Cut your ears off to the ground
You can put your foot right through the floor
She ain't out of the picture no more
Tell that bastard it's a very fast world
And you ain't worried 'bout growin' old
You love her like a diamond in your breast
She sparkles the blood flowin' through your head
You gotta woman missin'
But she ain't missin' you
You gotta woman missin', hey mister
She ain't out of the picture
It's a personal private serious fact
The grapes of wrath swallowed up your past
It might take a quarter or ninety-nine years
For a good soft heart from deserted tears
You gotta woman missin'
But she ain't missin' you
You gotta woman missin', hey mister
She ain't out of the picture
She ain't out of the picture
She ain't out of the picture
You can slam that telephone way on down
Cut your ears off to the ground
You can put your foot right through the floor
She ain't out of the picture no more
(Chorus)
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Love Abides
03:23
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Love Abides
I was born in the southern hills
A ways from town
I was raised to love only one to call my wife
To sleep beside at night
And wake up right by her side
Oh Mary, love abides
Oh Mary, love abides
I grew up in that ol' city
Ways were different
A lonesome fills my every night
Emptiness by my side
Oh Mary, love abides
Oh Mary, love abides
I will die turn into dust
A ways from town
My past is old and black as Gunga Din
Her mem'ry's sweet and young as Magdelene
Oh Mary, love abides
Oh Mary, love abides
(Repeat Chorus)
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Mister in Morgantown
04:05
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Mister In Morgantown
Go on an' hand 'em to me good buddy o' mine
We're cruisin' with the blues an' the cufflinks shinin'
Turn loose o' yo' belt an' pull into my face
Hard up the elevator to the perculator place
Go on an' pace yourself slammin' everyone else'
One eye watchin' always one cigarette left
Hingin' on the door you can find myself
Slung up tight as a tick on a mongrel in Morgantown
I'm sorry, thank you
Yes sir, It's mister in Morgantown
Same ol' tales about squealin' and bleedin'
Blame some ol' man starin' atcha in the TV
I got locked up brakes in a system overheatin'
Drivin' too fast off a road o' good reason
I'm sorry, thank you
Yes sir, It's mister in Morgantown
Welcome to Morgantown my friends
The population's agravatin' plenty 'round here
Straighten yo' jacket look down an' whisper
Yes sir, it's mister in Morgantown
Now lemme use the phone I know a phony talkin' man
He digs in the woods for food an' gonna cover me good
I know a party downtown an' I don't need no jacket
Turn loose o' the blues an' the cufflinks shinin'
But no I'm sorry, thank you
Yes sir, it's mister in Morgantown
Straighten yo' jacket look down an' whisper
Yes sir, it's mister in Morgantown
I'm sorry, thank you
Yes sir, it's mister in Morgantown
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Another Wisdom
03:45
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Another Wisdom
Huburt worked irregular
Danny jacked him in the juggler street
The boy's knifin' strikin' back
Now a nervous crowbar rachetjaw
Behind a barn down in the weeds
He found a clue in a block o' haystacks
Divin' for pearls all made o' tin
Dumb old luck buried eighteen years
Who really knows about dumb old luck
Who really cares about thinkin' out loud
It ain't supposin' for me to be wantin'
Another wisdom not my own
Now every move a man's resisted
Bagged his groceries for local calls
Huburt talked about hearin' toys
Danny spittin' tears through the noise
(Chorus)
I've taken my turn at workin'
A speck o' thought swept up in a can
Hubert worked irregular
Danny's rich in the tears through the noise
(Chorus)
(Chorus)
Another wisdom not my own
Another wisdom not my own...
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7. |
Sleepy Town
02:42
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Sleepy Town
When the sun goes down
And the street lights come on
And the moon begins to rise
I look at you in your Mama's arms
She's rockin' you to sleepy town
Mama's rockin' you to sleepy town
You've got one eye open
And the other half closed
You don't wanna miss a thing
A half a smile but you're mostly yawnin'
It's time to go to sleepy town
It's time to go to sleepy town
Sleepy town is just a dream away
A make-believe place where you can play
Close your eyes and let me lay you down
It's time to go to sleepy town
It's time to go to sleepy town
There's cars and trucks and airplanes
Baby dolls and playmates too
Hey you can even ride on a merry-go-round
When you go to sleepy town
It's time to go to sleepy town
Sleepy town is just a dream away
A make-believe place where you can play
Close your eyes and let me lay you down
It's time to go to sleepy town
It's time to go to sleepy town
Dogs and cats go to sleepy town
Your pet hamster put him to sleepy town
It's time to go to sleepy town
It's time to go to sleepy town
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Marvalene's Kitchen
02:59
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Marvelene's Kitchen
Marvelene's got her apron on
She put up her rings and the woodstove's hot
Go on and gitcha another cup of coffee
We'll gossip just a little, brag about great grandchildren
Umm good things are cookin'
In Marvelene's kitchen
In Marvelene's kitchen
Man oh man what a sight to smell
All them homegrown veg'tables
Help yourself there's plenty left
Praise the Lord, pass that good cornbread
I heard somebody say Amen
Good things are cookin'
In Marvelene's kitchen
In Marvelene's kitchen
Chew and spit and take your fits on the backporch
Leave your screamin' and your shoutin' outside
Put your politics down the hall in that parlour
'Cause she's fixin' up some real good times
Umm good things are cookin'
In Marvelene's kitchen
In Marvelene's kitchen
(Bridge)
(Chorus)
(Bridge)
(Chorus)
Well we might as well join 'em friends
Nobody here can lick 'em when
Good things are cookin'
In Marvelene's kitchen
(Chorus)
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9. |
Who Carried You
03:01
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Who Carried You
From a cajun diner to Carolina
Sick in the mornin' to see the town doctor
Life and Agatha Christie in a Trailway
Back from New Orleans
Who dunnit, who carried you
From the church yard to the liquor store
From the clothes line clean out the door
Life and Agatha Christie in a trailway
Back from New Orleans
Who dunnit, who carried you
Thelma Marie, three boys love Pearl and Gene
From fifty-nine to heaven
Left thirty-seven years oh Lord
Who dunnit, who carried you
Remember sittin' on a lap
Smellin' Listerine in black and white
Might be a Fada TV, or a Fleetline to the A&P
Who dunnit, who carried you
Thelma Marie, three boys love Pearl and Gene
From fifty-nine to heaven
Left thirty-seven years oh Lord
Who dunnit, who carried you
From a cajun diner to Carolina
Sick in the mornin' to see the town doctor
Life and Agatha Christie in a trailway
Back from New Orleans
Who dunnit, who carried you
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Captured by Paradise
04:06
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Captured By Paradise
She's the only one I call on in my time of distress
Slippin' through my fingers in her whitewater dress
Her golden lipstick poisoned me so gently in the night
I been captured by paradise
A maiden voyage of dreamin' on has stowed away my youth
Sailin' to my destiny on one drop of truth
Crystal clear memories splashes warm on my mind
I been captured by paradise
Deeper and deeper I am fallin' in love
Closer and closer she and I become
No! I can't live without her just look in my eyes
I been captured by paradise
Shipwrecks of ol' pirates who have failed on her shores
Crashin' in the waves of her cool black heart
Her lovers they outnumber me in mournin' she' gone
I been capture by paradise
(Chorus)
Now I'm buried in this sea still alive in distress
Slippin' through my breathin' in my coffin o' flesh
Her golden lipstick poisoned me so gently in the night
I been captured by paradise
(Chorus)
(Chorus)
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11. |
Grace in Sand
03:40
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Grace In Sand
Hush my mouth oh mind my heart
Open shades o' gray
Work my hands holdin' face
Steadfast by grace in sand
Rags on a bush turnin' the ground
Rollin' steep but still
Precious days shine in place
Steadfast by grace in sand
Those came undone are plenty now
Fallin' under hardened
Showin' shaky tongues in hand
Steadfast by grace in sand
Songs out of love not long enough
Borne a wounded son
Livin' for goodness sakes he stands
Steadfast by grace in sand
Now pictures tell the strength of ten
Where breakin' backs have been
Knowin' the chains over pain
Steadfast by grace in sand
(Chorus)
I know a shameful lazy man
Better than he knows me
But I must confess one witness heard
One man kind thoughtful word
(Chorus)
Hush my mouth oh mind my heart
Open shades o' gray...
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Malcolm Holcombe Asheville, North Carolina
Malcolm Holcombe is an acclaimed singer/songwriter in the insurgent country/folk vein who grew up in Weaverville, N.C.
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