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Here We Go Again
03:04
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Here We Go Again
Here we go again,
I’ll take you to the place where the stars dance,
And they all become friends.
Yeah here we go again,
Baby doll wear your red dress and put your hair up,
Bring me a bottle of gin.
Cause were you telling lies?
Or did you tell the truth?
Were you really starting fires at night?
When everyone was looking for you?
Ah here we go again.
Well here we go again.
Please don’t tell that we’re back to being what most call,
“Just real good friends.”
Yeah here we go again,
I promise I’ll trim some weight, shave my face,
And turn back into the old Ben.
Cause were you telling lies?
Or did you tell the truth?
Were you really starting fires at night?
When everyone was looking for you?
Ah here we go again.
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2. |
Know Somebody
03:00
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Know Somebody
She was standing on the edge of the rain, falling down.
Said that she had gotten tired of this old, six-shot town.
The place that she left for, tore her roots, right out of the ground.
Needed to know if she was lost Lord, could she be found?
She found me down by the factory line, where the moon talks to the train.
I kissed her once for her troubles Lord, kissed her again and I meant it the same.
She said, “Did you ever want to know somebody, the way you know yourself?
Maybe box the past away, pick it up and throw it on the shelf?
All I want to do is run away with you, and I never will change my mind.”
I said, “Darlin’ that’s fine. Baby that’s fine.”
She met me down by the record store, on the corner of the Western parts.
I drove her south to Atlanta bound, on the way to her heart.
She found me down by the factory line, where the moon talks to the train.
I kissed her once for her troubles Lord, kissed her again and I meant it the same.
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Somethin' Better
04:07
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Somethin’ Better
Hello truth, don’t call me out.
You did not mean, what you did.
I thought of you, up and grown.
To find out, that you’re just a kid.
Who found out? You kid.
I guess I hoped that you’d be somethin’ better.
Somethin’ solid, like a rock, to lean on.
I need a woman, that can storm any kind of weather.
But you’re just the girl, that could drive me home.
Ah look at you, what you’ve become.
You’re still pretty, on the surface shade.
And inside, you got a beautiful heart.
But it’s the ones you spend your nights with,
That have made you lose your place.
You have gone, and lost your place.
I guess I hoped that you’d be somethin’ better.
Somethin’ solid, like a rock, to lean on.
I need a woman, that can storm any kind of weather.
But you’re just the girl, that could drive me home.
And when you close your eyes, I know you feel,
Sometimes a lot and sometimes alone.
You won’t own, your blame and it’s kind of sad.
Find another way to, push it all away,
Keep your feelings hid and find a new escape.
I guess I hoped that you’d be somethin’ better.
Somethin’ solid, like a rock, to lean on.
I need a woman, that can storm any kind of weather.
But you’re just the girl, that could drive me home.
Oh never mind, just drive me home.
Oh never mind, just drive me home.
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4. |
Church House
03:50
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Church House
There’s a knockin’ and it’s gettin’ dark out.
Another part of me, standing at the door.
There’s a knockin’, outside the right house.
I don’t want the things that I had before.
Can we get the lights turned on in this Church house?
Tell me there’s a way to make them work.
I am empty and I am broken.
And everything I’ve tried serves to make it worse.
When I was young, I kept Jesus on my mind;
Dimes and nickels, and saving grace.
But I got lost, in the darkest sense of selfish pride.
And started to live for Saturday.
Can we get the lights turned on in this Church house?
Tell me there’s a way to make them work.
I am empty and I am broken.
And everything I’ve tried serves to make it worse.
Stumbled lost getting caught in the sway,
The human heart, so easily fades.
What did you say about amazing grace?
Made whole in a brand new way.
As Saturday nights, turn into Sunday.
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Proud of You
I know that I was hard on you.
You were hard on me too.
The city skies tend to rain,
And we didn’t need the dew.
In the end you were wrong,
Maybe I was wrong for you.
They say a seeds faith is strong.
Some fights will do that to you.
You ran so fast with no where to go.
Its hard to see again, what you’ve seen before.
Drank it all up and got your belly full,
Well I’m proud of you.
Are You?
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6. |
Cross Your Mind
04:12
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Cross Your Mind
Pretty little girl
She was a steal for thieves.
Said she was making herself a new life,
Somewhere apart from me.
Well she moved up North you know,
Where the tall buildings grow.
Going to live a life she could tell about,
One that made sense, far from home.
Well there’s gonna come a time girl,
When I cross your mind, some sad day.
You packed all your bags and you took all your things,
On a pretty little run away.
I guess with all the clever lines you know the pretty little phrases,
I found so hard to say.
Somewhere on the backside of the back of my mind,
I knew you would never stay.
You’d never stay.
The pretty little girl,
She had a nose for things.
Things that bring trouble you know,
Things that bring here grief.
Said she was headed out West you know,
Where the tall trees grow.
She’s gonna live a life she can tell about,
One that makes sense far from home.
Well there’s gonna come a time girl,
When I cross your mind, some sad day.
You packed all your bags and you took all your things,
On a pretty little run away.
I guess with all the clever lines you know the pretty little phrases,
I found so hard to say.
Somewhere on the backside of the back of my mind,
I knew you would never stay.
You’d never stay.
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7. |
My Intentions
03:07
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My Intentions
She said she could go for a ride,
But she was worried about my intentions.
My intentions, never done her wrong.
My intentions, made the nights, go strong.
If I had to do it again, I’d intend, to leave her alone.
She had a paperback smile,
That sparkled when she laughed.
You’ll never get back, what yesterday owned.
It’s hard to see the rust, when you’re so used to the chrome.
And if I had to do it again, I’d intend, to drive her home.
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8. |
Maybe In Another Town
04:54
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Maybe In Another Town
We were introduced, and I was not to be yours.
You were off balance and I was off course.
But I hung on, to the way that you looked.
As we stole every glance we could.
One simple night, of finding one another in a lonely place,
Showed me everything I wanted.
And you seemed to have the same look of discovery on your face.
But what’s right and wrong, spoke too loud.
Maybe in another time, maybe in another town.
It’d make sense for us to fall in love and check out.
But no not here, not this year.
No not now, not in this town.
Now I know we had no deep confession.
But who’s to deny that the spark was there?
Love these days is such infection.
Spreads so fast, and bleeds with air.
Maybe in another time, maybe in another town.
It’d make sense for us to fall in love and check out.
But no not here, not this year.
No not now, not in this town.
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