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It was the 3rd of July, another droopy, sultry Vegas day
Rehearsals were starting & I knew I wouldn’t get my way
my band took five & I walked back to my dressing room
The director shouted Girl, better be back soon
He said the union was not happy with the lights in here
I knew my last performance was drawing near
my manager said don’t listen to a thing they say
most of its bluster & I promise that you'll get your way
5 more rehearsals... you'll be ready come the opening night
my heart danced a beat, yet something wasn’t feelin’ right
it seems like no one ever comes to no good in the showbiz world
I miss the Mississippi & me laughing as a little girl
Wardrobe said "you remember back in 67?"
you's Chickasaw County thinking this town is Heaven
Yeah, I wuz hoping to God I’d turn out like Miss Fancy somehow
look at me, I got it all, but oh Lord what now?
When u get what u wish for, you'd better not complain
success is awfully costly but surely it oughta hide my pain
my manager said what's happened to your appetite?
Catering cook your favorites & U haven't even touched a bite
That nice Billboard writer man, he dropped by today
Said u might get the cover, oh by the way
Said he saw u early on & knew you'd rise to the top
But sometimes u rise too high, & just can’t stop
Christmas Night in '78 was my last gig
it was walk away softly or Stay until I flipped my Wig
left the stage, the lights, & the headlines & the limousines too
Now time is my time, I do what I wanna do
Seems I spend a lot of time picking flowers below Choctaw Ridge
& laugh the reflection in the water underneath the bridge
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2. |
Blue Yodel no.12 & 35
02:41
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Circle Bar
03:18
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I'm circling round the Circle Bar I'm circling for a name
I'm circling round the Circle Bar can't remember why I came
Can't remember things we said but remember when & how
I'll circle round the Circle Bar not knowing why right now
We danced till dizzy way past dawn & spoke of plans we made
Our fireworks dazzled every eye we searched but found shade
Past cobblestones & broken homes & sinners on parade
I'll circle round the the Circle Bar not knowing why I stayed.
in Algiers cross the wayer and once in Jackson Square
I kissed you when we said goodbye you laughed and then I sweared
then you walked up Decatur as wind blew back your hair
I watched you as you strolled to work & said a silent prayer
Beignets in cafe du monde coffee strong & black
We watched a steamboat turn upstream & you never did come back
Then one Sunday morning across a market floor
I saw you walking hand in hand & felt alone once more
I'm circling round the Circle Bar remembering why I came
My endless youth is ended no these new days seem so tame
Can't remember things we said but I know I miss you now
I'll circle round the Circle Bar hope we meet again somehow
I'll circle round the Circle Bar hope we meet again somehow
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We settled down for evening, sleepin on our feet
Packed as close as if in moats, we shook before our leaving
No one slept a moment, the smoked what they had saved
Counting down the hours,
between the General & the grave
at 4am the cannon roared
awakening the Devil
at 6am dawn had come
the killing fields now level
I lit a final cigarette
our line stretched like a wave
listening for a whistle
'tween the General & the grave
one hand on the ladder the other on my gun
first we climb and then we charge
I prayed I would not run
fast & forward quickly as a soldier does behave
waiting for a moment
'tween the General & the grave
the General, he's behind the lines
scented down in the dew
in the rear where brass doth clang
far from cannon view
there they draw the master plan
here we stand as slaves
miles away this front line
'tween the General & the grave
in life I am courageous to take a patriot's stand
in death I am heroic and cradled in God's hand
but this dawn finds me lonely
as if sealed within a cave
surrounded by my comrades
'tween the General & the grave
over the top & out to run the razor wire is cut
I hear the click & then the crack
a warmth within my gut
blown into a shell hole
where I pray that I was brave
so far from my homeland
'tween the General & the grave
the Mayor speaks, a piper squeaks
the flag held in the wind
a bouquet lain for the newly slain
the Fallen without sin
I'd cry if I could manage
but no tears did I save
I wept them all the day I lay
'tween the General & the grave
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Mama I guess they really loved yr boy today
Mama I guess they really dug th things I say
Mr. Sullivan said I was knockin' em dead
Mr. Sullivan said I's cool
Mama I guess they really loved yr boy today
Mama, I hope you're really truly proud of me
Mama, I know you worry but can you see?
My life is changing it seems so strange, when
So many people love me
Mama, I hope you're really truly proud of me
A newspaper said, it's all gone to my head
My wigglin' makes em dizzy to see
In pink white & black I'm like a heart attack
But I'm a Tupelo boy set free
Mama!
Mama, you know you mean so much to me
Mama, you and Daddy will one day be
In the biggest home in west Tennessee
With servants, a car, and a pool
Mama, you know you mean so much to me
Running out of time wanna say these words
Things move so fast and test my nerve
But I'll still be your son when all is done
& to your waiting arms is where I'll run
Mama, they're now calling for me to go
Mama, there's a party after the show
Yes, I'll be good but I'm thinking I should
Remind u I love you so
Mama, now they're calling for me to go
Mama, they're now calling for me to go
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Everywhere
05:41
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Dig in boys for an extended stay
Those were the final orders to come down that day
Waitin' to be saved in the Phillippines
You wait forever in the young Marines
Now I believe to be here is right
But I have to say that I'm scared tonight
Crouching in this hole with a mouth full of sand
What comes first, the country or the man?
Look at those slanted eyes
They're coming up over the hill
Catching us by surprise
It's time to kill or be killed
Over here over there
It's the same everywhere
A young boy cries out for his Momma
Before he dies for his home
All my life I have wanted to be
As clever and strong as my best friend Lee
Now we grew up together along Half Moon Bay
Lee was Japanese: born in the U.S.A.
Tommy is fighting Jerry along the River Seine
You know that me and Lee wanted to do the same
But then they bombed Pearl Harbour at the break of day
And I was headed for these islands and Lee was hauled away
Why look at those slanted eyes
You're all guilty as guilty can be
They're sent here as enemy spies
To overthrow the land of the free
Over here over there
It's the same everywhere
A young boy cries out for his Momma
Before he dies for his home
I never got home, my platoon was never saved
That little foxhole became my island grave
And Lee got out of jail but a prisoner he remained
Until he ended his own life to lose that ball and chain
Oh, Mr Slanted eyes
Can't you forgive and forget?
And Lee said
"Oh Mr Holy Ghost,
Can you catch water in a net?"
Over here over there
It's the same everywhere
A young boy cries out for his Momma
Before he dies for his home
A young boy cries out for his Momma
Before he dies for his home
A young boy cries out for his Momma
Before he dies for his home
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Get Together
03:21
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Love is but a song we sing
And fear's the way we die
You can make the mountains ring
Or make the angels cry
Though the bird is on the wing
And you may not know why
Come on, people now
Smile on your brother
Everybody get together
Try to love one another right now
Some will come & some will go
We shall surely pass
When the one that left us here
Returns for us at last
We are but a moment's sunlight
Fading in the grass
Come on, people now
Smile on your brother
Everybody get together
Try to love one another right now
If you hear the song I sing
You will understand
You hold the key to love & fear
In your trembling hand
Just one key unlocks them both
It's there at your command
Come on, people now
Smile on your brother
Everybody get together
Try to love one another right now
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Front Porch Fandango
01:22
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Punk Rock Club
02:12
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Why is the singer so angry?
Why is the singer so angry?
Does he not have a home to go to
Does he not have a friend to hang out with
Does he not have a family which loves him most of all
Why is the singer so dissatisfied?
Why is the singer so dissatisfied?
Does she not have a homeland
Does she not have a lover for true love
Does she not have society around her for her needs
Why does the drummer hit so hard?
Why does the drummer hit so hard?
Will skin sound any better hit so hard with wood
Will his skins then sound like he means business... or is he mean?
Will his pounding sound like the war he hears in his head
Will his pounding sound like the war he hears in his head
Or what he fears in his heart when the beat is softer and sadder
The guitar is so loud & distorted
The guitar is so loud & distorted
Is it still beautiful? Is it not still beautiful?
- Where is Segovia’s woman? A guitar is like a woman - caress her gently, and she makes beautiful music.
- Where is Segovia’s woman?
- Where is Segovia’s woman? A guitar is like a woman - caress her gently, and she makes beautiful music.
-Where is Segovia’s woman?
The punk rock club shakes with emotion
The punk rock club shakes with human spirit
The punk rock club shakes till it collapses into cacophony
It is always thus
For I am the bass player
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Who’s Got A Broken Heart
03:54
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who sits alone must pay the piper
who has a tongue sharp like a viper
Who, who’s got a broken heart
who dines alone with no partner
who finds easy getting harder
Who, who’s got a broken heart
Who works away a silent hour
who tastes sweet yet seems so sour
Who, who’s got a broken heart
Whose got a broken heart
Who said we'd never part?
Why is this for the best?
What is there to confess
Should I confess that I needed You
The good... which should be in goodbye
is summoned by the softest sigh
Now who, who’s got a broken heart
A conversation less in words
thinking bout what we once heard
Now who, who’s got a broken heart
The bad, seems so bad somehow
revisits in the here & now
Now who, who’s got a broken heart
Whose got a broken heart
who said we’d never part
Why is this for the best?
What is there to confess
I confess I thought you loved me too
The sands of time rest on their beach
blown away, they will not preach
To who, who hides a broken heart
A wound so new it cannot heal
till time, in time, creates a seal
To hide, to hide a broken heart
To hide, who’s got a broken heart
Whenever asked I speak so warmly
behind the mask which now adorns me
Here, take my broken heart
I pray the Lord my soul to take
to some warm home where it will not break
Here, here's my broken heart
Who, who’s got a broken heart
Who, who’s got a broken heart
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We've Run Out Of Road
04:22
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our trips been travelled,
our journey's adjourned
We've burned all the firewood
but what have we learned?
I loved you once twice but I love you no more
No reason to weep as I reach for the door
the edge of our map tells a story so old
we've come to the end, dear
we've run out of road
the line in the sand
which we drew was then crossed
Souting out orders yet neither the boss
I loved you once twice but I love you no more
No reason to speak those soft words anymore
The blurred tattered line is a promise foretold
we've come to the end, dear
we've run out of road
Our red state reaction
is straight from the news
We should’ve been laughing
not lighting a fuse
The older we get seems the better we were
We're roaring like lions where we used to purr
There's No reason for reason at this point I’m told
we've come to the end, dear
we've run out of road
A road leads away from all that we've known
A road leads away from the spot we called home
A road leads away from all that we've seen
It was Life, it was love, it was us, not a dream
The sun’s slowly setting
its set in its ways
The heat fails to warm us
though we're caught in its gaze
Remember when love taught us each how to say
This moment of evening’s the best part of day
No reason a season should keep us from cold
we've come to the end, dear
we've run out of road
A road leads away from all that we've known
A road leads away from the spot we called home
A road leads away from all that we've seen
It was Life, it was love, it was us, not a dream
That mark on the cross
was a curse that was cast
Both winners now
shall later be last
Our chapters now written
on a yellowing page
& yet without passion its still all the rage
the last of our novel tells a story so old
we’ve come to the end dear,
we've run out of road
the quiet arrives
with a peace set in stone
United We Stand
is now two folks alone
With one headed north, the other turns south
So sad in the eyes & so down in the mouth
The end of this tale tells a story so old
this is our ending, we've run out of road
we've come to the end, dear
we've run out of road
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I'll forget you very well
I'll forget you very well
the butcher the baker the candlestick maker
‘tis the tail no tongue will tell
I'll forget you very well
I'll forget you very well
hey diddle diddle, your cat on my fiddle
your cow can jump over my moon
walking through the woods one day
I found myself alone
a wise man said “no direction home"
all who wander are not lost
but sometimes there's a little cost
sorry love, | gotta say shalom
I'll forget u very well
I'll forget u very well
the downtrodden lass, the intern kissing ass
Each with their tale to tell
waking down a city street
I saw her standing there
that's a Beatles song... Yes, It Is
winning love was so much fun
but seems you found another one
Love which was mine, is now his
I'll forget you very well
I'll forget you very well
when I'm drinking, I'm thinking
why I am I sinking?
no wonder some call love Hell
I'll forget you very well
I'll forget you very well
for better or worse, like the last verse
I'll forget you very well
for better or worse, just like the last verse
I'll forget you very well
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Right 'Round The Bend
02:54
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Four Winters Away
02:51
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15. |
Human Spirit
04:01
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16. |
Thought Talk
01:21
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Sid Griffin London, UK
Yep, I'm the guy from the Americana founders the Long Ryders in 1980s L.A. & the guy in the first ever alt-bluegrass act, the Coal Porters, recently out of London. You bet make solo albums & perform singer-songwriter gigs, I’ve toured solo from London to Los Angeles to Sydney to Hong Kong to Helsinki too. Million Dollar Bash is my well-received book on The Basement Tapes and I've never met Dylan. ... more
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