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Days Like Tonight
03:32
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In a world of good or a world of bad
Time takes what she will and she gives nothing back
It’s the black and the white, It’s the joy of the fight
It’s the best you never had
And they say, Life is good
Well it sure as Hell don’t feel that way sometimes
On days like tonight
With a heart of love or a head of hate
I do what I can to break through those gates
Of pearl and gold with the meek and the bold
All out here swinging away
And they say, Life is good
Well it sure as Hell don’t feel that way sometimes
On days like tonight
Days like tonight when the bills aren’t paid
And the merciless landlord’s walking your way
Days like tonight when the stars don’t shine
Cause the black smog clogs up the skyline
Days like tonight when the crowds don’t come out
They stay home, watch the game on the TV and shout
Days like tonight, when I’m going home broke
To drive through the smog, just me and my ghosts
on days like tonight
In a wooden church pew or a box in the ground
Well I know what I’ve lost if I lose what I found
It’s the law and the lamb and the knife in my hands
God bless there’s no backing out now
And they tell me that I’m good/ well I sure as Hell ain’t nothing,
no I ain’t nothing of the kind … Not on days like tonight
Lord, they tell me that you’re good/ well, I sure as Hell hope they are right
On days like tonight
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Sword In The Stone
03:45
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I’m not sure about you, but I know about me
I’ll be searching for handwritten prophecy
I’m a hound on the trail of some invisible beast
My ear’s to the ground to listen for feet
It’s there in my bones
The deep ache that I’ve known
The pearl in my heart, The sword in the stone
Six years this September, little hard to believe
Well I kissed you goodbye and I took my leave
I was a bird in the nest of weightier dreams
But I love the cage that taught me to sing
It’s there in my bones
The deep ache that I’ve known
The pearl in my heart, The sword in the stone
Instrumental
The bloodless wound that never mends
The hole in my heart since this whole thing began
Forgive my delay, I had to go my own way
Just to get back to where I began
and you’re there in my bones
the deep ache that I’ve known
the pearl in my heart, the sword in the stone
and I want to go home, but I’ll never go home
take the pearl from my heart, and the sword from the stone
Take the pearl from my heart, and the sword from the stone
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Tattoo Lady
03:30
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Tattoo lady why the sad face
‘Cause everybody loves you in this place
Gather your thoughts, baby, they’re coming to get you
Tattoo lady
Paint your nails black as sin
‘Cause life’s a battle you found yourself in
Here come the arrows, and there go your walls
Tattoo lady
She says: you are my sunshine
My only sunshine
You make me happy when skies are gray
It’s hard to speak it, but I can bleed it any day
Son shine, please, son shine on me
Tattoo lady
Needle, needle in my skin
Where to start it all over again
Write what I already know
Love, write it bold
Scars fading
Tattoo lady
Tattoo lady
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Daughter In Tulsa
02:45
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It ain’t white picket fences or the ten year census
Tying you down to a place
It’s the ring you choked up when her daddy spoke up
The determined look on his face
I had a daughter in Tulsa/ born on the fourth of July
Nine months to the day/ I always see her that way
Don’t think of it now and not cry
The bigger the house, the faster the car
There’s always one more rat to race
Spend all of your time earning every dime
In the end, there ain’t nothing you saved
I had a daughter in Tulsa/ eyes like the fourth of July
Eighteen on the day she bought her one-way
Don’t think of it now and not cry
Now I’m writing this letter in the hopes you’ll do better
And take care of my girl
You gave her a ring and promised her things
But boy, you can’t give her the world
Or you’ll have a daughter in Tulsa/ wed on the fourth of July
In a grand affair and you’ll wish you were there
Just didn’t get a reply
I had a daughter in Tulsa/ born on the fourth of July
Nine months to the day/ I always see her that way
And I will ‘til the day that I die
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Delta Family
03:32
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Daddy taught me how to shoot a gun
Oh, my daddy taught me how to shoot a gun
Pull the trigger, count to three
When the smoke clears and it’s done
My dear, you are always the right one
Brother showed me how to clean the kill
Oh, my brother showed me how to clean the kill
Well, you bleed ‘em by the throat ‘til the beating heart is still
My dear, don’t let death make you ill
Mama takes the meat and makes a pie
Oh, my mama takes the meat and makes a pie
We know what’s for supper when the hunting season’s nigh
My dear, one day you’ll be a wife
I have kept a tally on my door
Of all the ones I’ve loved and lost before
I have kept a tally and the years slip out the door
I bat an aging eye
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Settle In
02:46
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It makes you want to weep and sigh and hold somebody close
Sometimes nobody’s enough and you settle for a ghost
A shadow’s imitation’s what you end up with at most
so you settle in and wait for it to go
This is not what I wanted/ Not here and not now
But I’m going to get through this/ God help me, somehow
Shadows lay on thick around the windows and their panes
With the water pouring in at the curtains and the drains
A bucket or a can to kick- you’re searching all in vain
So you settle in and wait for it go
It’s not what you wanted/ Not here and not now
But you’re going to get through this/ God help you, somehow
Makes you want to sing and dance, no matter who’s around
Cause you’re out of and on top of whatever held you down
And the will you need to conquer somehow always rebounds
At least you’ve got a day where you’re not sinking, sunk, or drowned and singing
This is not what I wanted/ not here and not now
But I’m going to get through this, God help me somehow
This is not what I wanted/ not here and not now
But I’ve always gotten through this, God help me right now
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Josephine
03:57
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We were eighteen when I met you Josephine
Bright-eyed, and naive, and young
You came from the cotton fields, I came from the coast
And together we gave up their ghosts
I miss you, dear Josephine
Like the salt in my blood longs for the sea
If I am fish out of water, then you’re a bird flying free
I go on missing you, Josephine
Years flew by like lightning ‘cross the summer sky
Pitchers of sweet tea, whiskey and rye
Skippin’ stones off the levee when the river ran high
‘Down home in Dixie’ we cried
I miss you dear Josephine
Like the salt in my blood longs for the sea
If I am a fish out of water, then you’re a bird flying free
I go on missing you, Josephine
We both changed for the better
Either way, we both changed for good
Well I never could put it down in a letter
Tell me now, do you think that I could say
I miss you dear Josephine
Like the salt in my blood longs for the sea
If I am a fish out of water, then you’re a bird flying free
I go on missing you, Josephine
If I am a fish out of water, then you’re a bird flying free
So go on, fly away Josephine
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8. |
One by One
04:18
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I’ve been up since last August/ trying to get back to July
And if we’re here to be honest/ most days I really hate my life
I don’t want anyone to see me/ not this person I became
We’re here for you, it should be easy/ like taking candy from a babe
Well, it ain’t even the same/ they don’t know
The hell I’ve been through/ Maybe no one does in this crowd
For every silent saint I’ve prayed to/ They never answered me out loud
Mid November and I’m thirsty/ late December it’s still true
Mother of God look down in mercy/ my lungs are dry and I’m turning blue
I haven’t seen my girl since August/ and Lord the days are getting longer
She’s growing up and singing out/ Hope I gave her something else to write about
But it’s hard ‘cause I don’t know
The hell she’s been through/ and maybe no one does in her crowd
For every silent saint I’ve prayed to/ I hope they answer her out loud
So I’m still sitting here tonight/ climbing a ladder that’s too tall
And nursing wounds that don’t heal right/ with every step I seem to fall
We’re all reaching up to flesh it out/ a stab in the dark at what life’s about
We’re drunk in spirit or in wine/ wait your turn for grace in line
‘Cause the Savior says he knows all
The hell you’ve been through/ has been conquered, overcome
But we’ve got boots on the ground/ fighting battles all around
Unaware the war’s been won
Jacob wrestling on the ground/ darkness closing all around
Waiting for the rising sun
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There Goes Noah
03:15
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Into the ark they filed for days on end
And the sun beat down on this dry desert land
And we all laughed/ I remember it well, we laughed at him
Now the water’s rising up around my feet
Here he comes/ there he goes/ there goes Noah
Nobody knew what Noah talked about
Just some god up in the sky we had learned to live without
Gonna flood our land/ but I’d like to see him try
Now the water’s rising up around my knees
Here he comes/ there he goes/ there goes Noah
(instrumental/vocalise)
Is there any room for me/ any room for me on that boat
Well, I never learned to swim and with all my many sins
I think I have to sink before I float
Here he comes/ there he goes/ there goes Noah
Here he comes/ there he goes
Here he comes/ there he goes/ there goes Noah
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10. |
Difficult Year
03:44
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It’s been a difficult year/ filled with disaster
Plied by the tears/ of my happy never after
It’s been drowning in salt/ from the well of my eyes
He said it was all my fault/ but I found out he lies
It’s been a difficult year/ for auld lang syne
My head was an anchor and my heart was a boat
These storms, yeah, they care not if you’re anchored in a sea or a moat
They’ll come and destroy you from stem to stern
They care not if you make it/ but girl, if you make it, there’s one thing you’ll learn
It’s been a difficult year/ for auld lang syne
So be kind to me father/ hiding here in the garden
Mea maxima culpa, beating my breast, begging your pardon
Oh, it’s been a difficult year!
I come seeking forgiveness/ I come seeking repair
I come, I come to bear witness/ to all these difficult years
I cannot pretend/ it’s been a difficult year
But I’m rounding the bend/ it’s been a difficult year
But I’m still alive/ singing “happy new year, Auld lang syne”
Happy new year, Auld Lang Syne
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Lauren Pratt Boston, Massachusetts
Boston-based Americana Folk Singer-songwriter Lauren Pratt is easily recognized by her poetic storytelling and powerfully emotive and versatile voice. Pratt mixes classical voice training with the Celtic traditions of her heritage, employing finger-style guitar and lulling vocal melodies as the vehicle for her music. ... more
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