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Lord shine your light, down on me
Lord shine your light, down on me (yeah...)
Yonder come, Rosie, how in the world did you know?
Thru the bars of her apron, I see the dress she tore
Umbrella on her shoulder, my list she scored
She screams, Lord have mercy turn loose my good man
And let the Midnight Special..., shine your light on me
Shine your light on me
When you get up in the mournin' when that Toll bell rings
When you, go..., marching-to-the-table, see that crowd of screams
There's a man, with the troubles..., with the plans of phene's
Let the Midnight Special..., shine your light on me
Shine your light on me ...
If you're ever..., down Poke County way
You better not squabble, better make your pay
Sheriff Boyse Karzwell, he'll make you Late
[Chorus]
Well, jumpin' little Kimbo, she was a mighty fine girl
She brought, crazy, to her, whole world
She brought the Mournin', grievin' burn'in curles
Lord shine your light..., down on me (2x)
Lord shine your light, down on me
[Chorus, – then within, repeat it's last line 2x’s more; end on Am]
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Some Girls
03:37
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Her words cut the smoke
Of the room, broke to love
Love known, now left, well, but un-won, ummhmm
So I left for a while
Ah weak and knocked
On her trailer, door, blocked pile locked
There was no giving in
I as food to her grin
I'd never let her back, to begin again
Some girls, make great lovers
Some great get overs
They all make great songs to wander in
When next we met, her looks cut and broke
The room she soaked,
Sitting high on the door facing stool
She showed me her back, so no thanks to that
Gray memory dope girl, don’t want her krappe
Old bar fly as I said, she'd always be tapped
I thank God every day for what I'd lost then
Since now got the intent for me when
My heart unguarded, through my life love's,
No smoke, to cut, grins and no shoves
Some girls, make great lovers
Some great get overs
They all make great songs to wander in
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When the night comes
I hope, it's not coming for me
Me, you, us, we all have need [V done 2x]
It's all for me
It' all for you
It's all for us to keep
Problem is, I want...
I want to keep it more, it more
Don't want to feel poor - ly, in my need
[When the night comes]
[I know it will, it comes for me] [Could be to long if remains -eliminate?]
[You, me, us, we all have need]
So take this time, time today
Make sure you know it's your pre-pay
Take the cash-day-run, spend it all, all Oh - Kay
When the night comes,
I hope its not you,
And, not me..., passover me my
Red mantel set..., please
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Children of My Children
02:59
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The children of my children, none grow’in past
His plan cast fat, but can’t get jack
Sunday’s pile up, cranking down the Glass
I drive by the families, who got no Backs
Lord have mercy on me
Mercy on me, mercy on me
I’m the great grand dad, looking down over them
Your great grand plan, and no children for them
Love for my children, poured down from above
Sunday’s pile up, yet no fortune for themselves
Lord have mercy on me
Mercy on me, mercy on me
You said made like, the count in the sky
You said look up and, see if you can count
But I look way down below, and can’t count one
No children for them, don’t want no Ishmael
Lord have mercy on me
Mercy on me, mercy on me
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I left my soul
At the congregation
People get ready
Ready for the storm
Chorus:
Church won't be, ... no home [2x]
No, not when
Jesus comes home
Good Fridays coming
Coming for us all
[Chorus]
No second death
For His people, come home
People get ready
Ready for the storm
[Chorus 4x]
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Time Against Time
07:39
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None, -yet. It's one long jam, then cut in half and layed over itself, -- and interesting experimentation in long jam redundancy working for itself!
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Let It Be [apocalyptic]
02:43
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Living in the ruins, of earth’s souls…
There will be an answer, let it be
Me, in Christ
[Need…, sacrificed] [not sure which to stick with when posted]
[Greed…, sacrificed]
We, in Christ
We fight the enemy's, of our souls
We do it with or without Him
With, without Him
With, without Him
Promised broken land of prophecy
For the cost of faith, only faith
Faith, only faith
Faith, only faith
We’re… only one prayer, from our last
We’re… only one moment, from our past
Life has to last
Life has to pass
Covered… with the ashes of Liturgy
Deconstruction of doctrine ease
We, in Christ
Me, in Christ
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It’s river spring rains, whiskey
I'll have a glass...
Let it flow..., into me fast
Let it fill, my shivering bed,
If that, river's whiskey red
Then I'll take a knee...
Let it flow, all over me
Let it fill my livers dread,
I ain't weak kneed
I'm just in need
Life's flow over me, no clowns only shred
Let it fill my shivers bled
Now see Blackbird's, singing in the tree
Says, come over here, try to be me
We've got a sweet song, but it's one of need
It’s river spring rains whiskey, we'll be set free then
I'll have a glass, let it flow into me fast
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Fools and Tools
02:48
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I use to be so happy..., // //
When I was, sixteen, a young man, new news...,
I use to be so happy...,
Way back, when first met you, and you... and you... and you
// // // //
Now, no one new
No new news from you...,
Not sixteen..., and no, oh, not new...,
Way back, when first met you...,
// // // //
To many mean women..., in my life
To many Kim, Susan's, and bad Dawn's in past days...,
High flying kites..., with low running ways
Seeking only strife, so many days
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To many useless friend..., ships
Ships of fools, and tools
Useless life schules, for happy life schools
Turning out, lite fools
// // //
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I lost myself in finding you
I missed me, while looking, for you,
In here, I want to see the great God,
This side, not just avoid... the fog
The birds of fog, they chase you back
Away from the bridge, wack the stack, no
Black betty, mississipi queen gonna jump
Nor jack that flash, them birds got feathers, but ain't no angles
I lost myself in finding you
My cost of freedom, while looking into,
In here, I don't want to miss the Great God,
This side, not just avoid..., the fog
I'm the only one left bleeding
[I lost myself finding you]
The only of, remains, needing
[Don't want to miss the Greating]
Lost in kindly enduring...
[Lost myself finding you]
I missed me, while looking for clues
[I missed me, while looking for clues]
I missed me, while looking for you
Yes, no kiss working like a fool
Lost enduring, left bleeding, needing, seeking birds of fog
Birds of the fog, chasing me back to you
Pouring feathers over bloody wounds
In here, where I came to see the Great God,
This side, not just through rip temple curtains
Playing cold bloodied music, hot messing me, looking for you
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