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Good Love
03:30
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Gimme good lovin’
Gimme fine romance
I might look pretty rough on the outside, mama
But please give me a chance
Went down to Louisiana
Left my debts and worries too
But all I found down there were these
Sad, Lowdown, dirty blues
Got a job up in Brooklyn
Way down in a factory mill
If I don’t see my pay soon, babe
I’m gonna find me somebody to kill
Got back to Pittsburg’
Southside city streets
Was robbed by the courthouse
After being jailed by local police
Gonna find my home soon, mama
Arrive with the sun in my eyes
For now I’m lost out in Kansas
And the moon is on the rise
And I ain’t got no witness
But last nite I swear I died
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Take me to the water, Baby
Take me to the shore
I want it bad
Couldn’t want it more
To the water, Baby
To that shore
If you wanna lead me down
I won’t fall astray
But no need to lead me, Baby
Honey, I’ll find my way
If you wanna lead me down
I won’t fall astray
We can cleanse ourselves
With the blood we pay
Take me to the water, Baby
Take me to the shore
If I do right unto you
Will you give me everything and more?
To the water, Baby
To that shore
I’m a lover, Baby
Not a saint
But if you let me in, Honey
I can reconcile your sin
I’m a lover, Baby
Not a saint
Transition
I’m gonna write it down for you then
So you can understand all the shit that I’m feeling
And if we don’t do what we promised to do
I’ll thank God that he even blessed me to know you
Reaction
Now you’re finally back from the war
And now you realize what this shit was for
And if all these time bombs were disabled all wrong
My memory’s been fuzzy for some time
Been too long
Take me to the water, Baby
Take me to the shore
If I do right unto you
Will you give me the world and more?
To the water, Baby
To that shore
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3. |
Spirit of A Cosmonaut
03:29
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I’ve been alone
I’ve been silent in my grave
I’ve been praying, Lord
Been trying to get saved
I’ve been telling these lies
Been writing these songs
But I’ve been doing more
Right than wrong
I can hear the roaring thunder
Rising up just through them hills
I’ve been hollering
Hallelujah
Trying to get my fill
I’ll burn my gypsy skin
All night and all day
I’m preaching the word of God
Got nothing left to say
Some day Baby
I’m gonna tear you right limb from limb
If you can’t ever satisfy
My Master Sin
I think somebody’s gonna find you
Lock you up
And throw away the key
I think somebody’s gonna teach you
How to throw away all your
Goddamn misery
I’ve been alone
I’ve been silent in my grave
I’ve been praying, Lord
Been trying to get saved
I’ve been telling these lies
Been writing these songs
But I’ve been doing more
Right than wrong
I can hear the roaring thunder
Rising up just through them trees
I’ve been hollering
Hallelujah
Right down here
Upon my knees
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King of the Highway
04:15
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I WAS A POET, YOU WERE A DANCER
I’D WRITE YOU LOVE SONGS AND YOU’D SPIN AND SPIN
I STOLE A ROSE FROM THE GARDEN OF EDEN
AND I’LL TAME ANY SERPENT YOU COME ACROSS
HERE I GO, KING OF THE HIGHWAY
I’M BUSTED BUT I’LL FIGURE IT OUT
HERE I GO, KING OF THE HIGHWAY
I’M BUSTED BUT MY WHEELS STILL TURN
I WROTE A LETTER, SIGNED IT ALIAS
CAUSE MY NAME YOU’LL NEVER SEE NOR HEAR
YOU WERE ALL CLOAK AND DAGGER, I WAS JUST A LONESOME TRAVELER
YOU WERE TRYING YOUR BEST TO CRUCIFY ME
HERE I GO, KING OF THE HIGHWAY
I’M BUSTED BUT I’LL FIGURE IT OUT
HERE I GO, KING OF THE HIGHWAY
I’M BUSTED BUT MY WHEELS STILL TURN
MAYBE WHEN YOU HAVE NO DOUBT
MAYBE WHEN YOU DON’T HAVE ME
MAYBE WHEN YA GOT IT ALL FIGURED OUT
I’LL GIVE YOU A HINT, “IT’S LIKE THE CRASHIN’ OF THE SEA”
HERE I GO, KING OF THE HIGHWAY
I’M BUSTED BUT I’LL FIGURE IT OUT
HERE I GO, KING OF THE HIGHWAY
I’M BUSTED BUT I’LL MAKE IT THRU
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Ragtime Woman
03:32
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6. |
Strange Feelin'
06:14
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She just goes right on how she please
Even though I crawl on hand and knee
Singing darling why’d you have to leave?
Now I have this strange, strange feeling when I think of you
Today was filled with dreams; I walked on down the road
Tossing around some favorite tunes from that lost, sweet soul
Some day I’ll remember them when I’m grey and old
But now I have this strange, strange feeling when I think of you
Now I have this strange, strange feeling when I think of you
*She sang with high resounding flow
Slender fingers traveled to and fro
Heaven’s battle was silenced by the sound (2x)
But by then there was no whisper, no more of singing girl’s song to be sung
By then there was no whimper, no more nothing, singing girl’s song was forever done
Turned around and it all fell from view
Splashed cold water in my face to try and make it through
Held lost luck in hand felt like it was all that I could do
But now I have this strange, strange feeling when I think of you
*Looked up to see a shooting star
It wrapped and spun and fell apart
Her face still hung there with its spark
Night-time holds us all in her dark
No surprises now Babe
*Woke up to see a shooting star
We had our fun, now it’s time to part
Her face stood still, it lost its spark
Night-time takes us to the dark
No promises now Babe
White dress someday it will all be over soon
Couldn’t play your life by instinct, you just had to follow rules
A quiet rose in the dark was all I could give to you
Now I have this strange, strange feeling when I think of you
It’s mystery, it’s passion, Honey, I can’t think of anything but you
It’s misery, it’s romance, it is nothing, when I think of you
Baby, it’s just this strange, strange feeling when I think you
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7. |
Lady of Flame
06:23
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8. |
Elle Andi Memory
03:03
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Drink me some of that railroad gin
Gonna mix up my mind like heroine
But some man down in Washington
Says, "it's alright, Kid, it's FDA approved".
I wanna go back to when morphine was medicine
And women didn't have to lie naked on a screen
When poverty was a war worth fighting
And oil didn't mean a Goddam thing
Now my time gets fractioned down in bus rides and smoke breaks
And dignity must have a pretty lonesome looking face
The lies in my eyes, they won't let me wake
My body's fit but my spirit is lean
I wanna sleep where the stars are a-blinding
And my consciousness floats like boats on horizons
Give me some of that silver lining
Give me anything you know to be real
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10. |
Blue's Chicago
03:56
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11. |
Dirty Left-Handed Blues
02:29
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T. S. Steel Cologne, Germany
Steel-toed traveler, boot stomping rambler, wordsmith sailor, heartworn highway gambler. Blues infused folk music from a cathartic gypsy soul. stories and tales, ballads, truth and illumination. The alchemist reverberation of sound into gold. With a guitar named Leona for a Philosopher's Stone. Blazing Harp crying to be heard. Give a listen. It might just move your sleeping ears and rouse the dead ... more
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