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Hard Working People
02:46
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01. hard working people
in the land of the free, home of the slave
we all end up in the same size grave
it's money for nothing, the rich go free
but that one percent ain't you, it ain't me
it's us hard working people
us hard working people
hard working people, keeping this place alive
doctors & nurses are what it's about
the girls at the checkout, checking you out
the cooks & the farmers, keeping us fed
til the taxman comes to take away your bread
ch
they give money to wall street
bail out the banks
close down the schools
and build some more tanks
give to the rich
steal from the poor
they don't about your health
cause they got a new war
back in the day, we were on the same side
blue & red, black & white
your vote really counted, if you wanted to use it
and once upon a time, we got paid to play music
ch
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2. |
Trouble & Me
03:12
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02. trouble & me
trouble come easy – to people like me
trouble comes natural – I think you'd agree
yeah you don't need a crystal ball
to know which way the chips will fall
cause you see
it's trouble & me
trouble's my shadow – my evil twin
like a lamb to the slaughter – a wolf in sheepskin
a child with a loaded gun
a ticking bomb & a cat's that's run
up a tree
trouble & me
trouble come knocking – lets itself in the door
makes right at home – like it's been here before
try my best to hide
but it's always there right by my side
a bad dream
trouble & me
trouble comes easy – every time
if it weren't for trouble – I'd be just fine
I'd be like a skipping stone
sailing away across the ocean sea
no trouble, just me
but I can't get free
trouble & me
hear my plea
trouble & me
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3. |
12 Blues Bar
03:40
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03. 12 blues bar
I was sitting at the bar when I opened my eyes
barman said, son, you just died
we ain't got no beer, we don't need no booze
at this here bar, we serve 12 kinds of blues
1 thru 5 you won't get out alive
6 thru 9 you ran out of time
10 & 11 you ain't going to heaven, oh no
you're in the 12 blues bar
you're in the 12 blues bar
you ain't getting far
from the 12 blues bar
I looked at the clock, it had no hands
barman said, this is where time stands
we got nothing but blues up on the shelf
and you ain't moving on til you learn all 12
ch
I asked the barman, what do I do
why and I here, I ain't got the blues
he said it's all just one big test
if you get a head start, you can guess the rest
ch
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4. |
Too Pretty For The Blues
02:15
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04. too pretty for the blues
you're too pretty for the blues
it just ain't your shade
you're too pretty for the blues
let me help them go away
your smile is your style
and them blues will just fade
why'd he leave you that way
all you did was be kind
why'd he leave you that way
why'd he mess with your mind
now he's out of your life
now leave that all behind
you were meant for much more
all the joy in the world
you were meant for much more
mansions, cars, and pearls
here's your chance to be happy
just say you'll be my girl
you're too pretty for the blues
it just ain't your shade
you're too pretty for the blues
let me help them go away
your smile is your style
and my love is here to stay
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Dirty Blue Jeans
02:44
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05. dirty blue jeans
well, she married a millionaire by the time she was seventeen
but she soon got tired of competing with the bourgeois scene
for her twenty-first birthday, he bought her a French resort
the very next day, she spent in divorce court
now she’s living like a queen, in her dirty blue jeans
she started hanging out with a shady mob
who always seemed to have lots of money but none of them had jobs
she’d only read about drugs in the magazines
but once she got a taste of this expensive cuisine
she had to sell most everything, except her dirty blue jeans
they sent her to some bar that she’d never been before
it was the only place that time of day she could score
the cops busted in and caught her trying to leave
with five grams of smack stuffed up inside her sleeve
and an ounce of mescaline in her dirty blue jeans
six months at the clinic like some derelict drunk
a thousand bucks a day to get her off that junk
spent all the cash that she’d won in the divorce
but she could always marry another rich boy, of course
now she’s living real clean in her dirty blue jeans
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6. |
Water Into Wine
02:25
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06. water into wine
woke up sunday morning, knockin' at my door
two well dressed ladies wanna talk about the lord
I said I need salvation - but not the prayin' kind
said I got a little water
can you help me turn it into wine
telephone's ringing offering advice
said give us all your money, you'll get eternal life
well, I'm already living - I do it all the time
but I got me some water
how much to turn it into wine
walking past the homeless, down on their luck
pulled out all my money, gave 'em all a buck
then I asked the preacher,
where's their right to the divine
he said we give them water
but we get to keep the wine
you say you got your freedom, god loves everyone
if god is all protecting, how come you need a gun
I just shrug my shoulders,
smile & grin at these times
cause I got a lot of water
gonna turn it into wine
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7. |
Blackjack Mama
02:36
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07. black jack mama
big blonde mama, lord
apartment 213
moves like a cobra snake
and she treats me like a king
roll me over easy mama
oh, roll me over slow
do your best to please me, lord
I'm bound to take you with me when I go
got a Nashville woman lord
she calls me on the phone
tells me to leave them
fort worth girls alone
motorcycle mama, lord
monkey on her back
takes DM from her saddlebags
cocaine from a sack
I gotta blackjack baby, lord,
she lives in New Orleans
treats me like an orphan
yeah, she calls me Mr. Clean
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8. |
Hurt Somebody
02:33
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08. hurt somebody
you’re gonna hurt somebody
better put your love away
you’re gonna hurt somebody
with that game that you play
you run around town acting like our friend
but I know and you know that it’s all pretend
you’re gonna hurt somebody
like you hurt me
you’re gonna hurt somebody
they’re gonna come back for more
you’re gonna hurt somebody
cause you did it all before
yeah, somebody’s taught you all the tricks
you really know what makes men tick
you’re gonna hurt somebody
like you hurt me
you’re gonna hurt somebody
cause history repeats
you’re gonna hurt somebody
cause you’re way too sweet
cause deep down there’s a heart of gold
and it’s all my fault that you went so cold
you’re gonna hurt somebody
like I hurt you
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9. |
Blue Bedroom Blues
03:45
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09. blue bedroom blues
playing jokers wild, trying to even my score
these men in white coats said it’s you we looking for
they took me to see some kind of a pysch
said we got a place that we know you’ll like
it’s a one room lockup, ain’t no views
I got the blue bedroom blues
well they call it a hospital, more like a jail
cause all the normal folks are out on bail
I called my brother, my sister, my ex-spouse
they said you can’t come home cause we sold your house
well what in the world am I gonna do
I got the blue bedroom blues
I went to see the man
said I don’t understand what I’m doing inside
both day & night
he said, listen son
said you ain’t the one to talk about rights
so just play nice
well I ain’t good as a detainee
so I got this idea I seen on TV
I bent a paper clip and I picked the lock
snuck outside and went for a walk
but where I’m going, I ain’t got a clue
I got the blue bedroom blues
yeah it was nice and safe in that human zoo
I got the blue bedroom blues
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10. |
A Night At Bukowski's
03:26
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10. a night at bukowski's
woke up at a quarter to three
wondering who'd been calling me
private number, it said on the phone
starting to feel I ain't alone
thought about last night at the corner bar
and that strange cowboy midget
with all the scars
and where did my wallet go
woke again at quarter to four
couldn't tell the walls from the floor
what the hell happened last night
something about a pitbull fight
wishing I could go and ask around
but I'm just passing through
this one-goat town
and where did my pants go?
got up at a quarter to five
feeling lucky to be alive
police lights across the parking lot
echoed through the night
with a dozen gun shots
got my car keys, time to hit the road
what happened here I guess I'll never know
and where did that goat come from
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11. |
Lament
03:13
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11. lament
take it from a man with a heart that's carved from stone
love ain't easy nothing's easy
tell that man that he might end up alone
he won't believe you won't believe you
now here I am with my pride
but I tried
take it from a man who roamed the streets at night
always thinking always thinking
wondering how he'd ever make things right
please forgive me please forgive me
I let you down I won't deny
just know I tried
take it from a man whose days are winding down
like a sunset like the sundown
memories keep swimming round & round & around
endless circles all in circles
it's not for me to decide
at least I tried
this world is cold but I'm warm inside
because I tried
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Cletis Carr
Singer-songwriter Cletis Carr knows a good yarn. Especially when paired with a good melody and some gritty slide
guitar.
A careful student of the human condition, Carr's story-songs play out like mini-movies. Tales of joy, heartbreak, redemption, ordinary madness and everyday heroes are framed in a rich tapestry of acoustic steel-string guitar, dobro and lap slide.
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