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Nowhere
04:11
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Nowhere
Am G Am
She’s been manic dancing. She’s been dancing trying keep awake.
Am G Am
She’s been angry looking. She’s been looking like she made a mistake.
F G F G Am
Don’t ask, she won’t say, where she’s gone.
F G F G Am E7
Don’t ask, she won’t say, what’s done is done.
Am Em Am Em
She went nowhere. Nowhere.
Am Em Am Em
No, no, nowhere.
Am Em Am
She’s going back, back to nowhere again.
Am G Am
She’s been panic buying. She’s been buying hoping to fool her pain.
F G F G Am
Don’t sleep, don’t fall, like she can.
F G F G Am E7
Don’t sleep, don’t fall. She slips again.
Am Em Am Em
Off to nowhere. Nowhere.
Am Em Am Em
No, no, nowhere.
Am Em Am
She’s going back, back to nowhere again.
|Am |Am |
E7 G D7
Don’t ask her why. She’s going back.
F C
Where answers come and go,
C/B E7
Like echoes in the black.
(Solo on Chorus)
Am G Am
She’s been darkly choosing. She’s been choosing where first to burn.
Am G Am
She, she, she, she, she, she’s plainly dying. She wants to die in her own cavern.
F G F G Am
She folds, she fades, into shadows.
F G F G Am E7
She folds, she fades, she slips to go.
Am Em Am Em
Into nowhere. Nowhere.
Am Em Am Em
No, no, nowhere.
Am Em Am
She’s going back, back to nowhere again.
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L.A. Twilight
03:51
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LA Twilight
They said good-bye in the LA twilight.
Survey said that no one liked the best friend.
So the show runners wrote her final end
Another LA Twilight, good-bye.
They said good-bye in the LA twilight
They’d seen the totem of Laurel Canyon
Took a selfie with a zombie Marilyn.
Another LA Twilight, good-bye.
We are pilgrims on Mulholland.
As Studio City summons me.
And our battered bodies will rise once more.
Look away, Hills of Beverly.
They said good-bye in the LA twilight
Though one person was already long gone.
A radio screams “yeah,” the blues are on.
Another LA Twilight, good-bye.
Twilight. Fade to night.
Star light star bright. LA twilight.
They said good-bye in the LA twilight.
As the crematorium starts a burn.
Sentiment and gray ash fill up an urn.
Another LA Twilight, good-bye.
We are pilgrims on Mulholland.
As Studio City summons me.
And our battered bodies will rise once more.
Look away, look away, Look away, look away Hills of Beverly.
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3. |
I'm All Right Honey
02:57
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4. |
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D
Good morning Mister Railroad Man
G D
What time do your trains roll by?
G A D
1:15, 2:32 and 25 minutes to 5.
That’s 1:15, 2:32, and 25 minutes to 5.
Thank you, Mister Railroad Man,
I’ll just sit and watch those trains go by.
One I sat down at a gambling game,
But could not play my hand,
I was thinking about that woman of mine,
Run off with another man.
Run off with another man,
Run off with another man.
I’m thinking about that woman of mine.
Run off with another man.
I sat down with a ticket and watch,
But I could have used three 4s.
When I bet down on a pair of 9s,
I had to ticket no more.
I had to ticket no more.
I had to ticket no more.
I saw a pair of Jacks when I made my call
And that’s when I lost it all.
Stood out on the platform,
Smoking a cheap cigar,
Looking around for one freight train
That’s got an empty car.
That’s got an empty car,
That’s got an empty car.
I’ll take that train on down the track
And I ain’t coming back.
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5. |
As Sylvie Went Walking
04:12
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6. |
Sunday Cadillac
03:39
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Sunday Cadillac
She came in running. All ready to run away.
The motor’s gunning. She’s arrested on the seventh day.
The preacher teaching. Showing them another way.
He’s double reaching. For goodness sakes and the goddam pay.
And she says,
Won’t you save me, won’t you take me. In your Sunday Cadillac.
Won’t you hide me, won’t you drive me. In you Sunday Cadillac.
Now won’t you save me.
She wakes up screaming. Her demons won’t go away.
He looks on scheming. To drive them out and drive her away.
And she says.
He’s going crazy. Watching people pay to be saved.
She picks a daisy. Gives into God by an open grave.
And she says.
And she says,
Won’t you save me, won’t you take me. In your Sunday Cadillac.
Won’t you hide me, won’t you drive me. In you Sunday Cadillac.
Now won’t you save me.
He left town driving. Another dollar another day.
She’s back their riding. Repossessed on the seventh day.
And she says,
Won’t you save me, won’t you take me. In your Sunday Cadillac.
Won’t you hide me, won’t you drive me. In you Sunday Cadillac.
Now won’t you save me.
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7. |
Count the Hills
03:22
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Count the Hills from Here Till Tomorrow
D
Another road to some destination
G A
My co-pilot a crummy radio
D
Every mile signs and designations
G Em
Pop and static fight on the radio
Bm
Two lanes merge
G
down to one
D/F#
by a lonely stream
Em (4 bars)
Driving with some urge to go
D G
And count the hills from here till tomorrow.
D G
And count the hills from here till tomorrow.
D
Every mile memories and questions.
G A
Pass or be passed, in or out of a flow
D
Every style of truth and fabrication.
G Em
Fight or flight, take it fast or slow.
Bm
Above the road
G
there's a hawk
D/F#
flying flying there
Em (4 bars)
Circling with nowhere to go
D G
But count the hills from here till tomorrow.
D G
But count the hills from here till tomorrow.
Em Bm
For they say I am leaving from this valley.
Em G A
That could be, the last one to know is me.
(solo on |[ D | D | G | A ] | 4x)
D
Another road to some destination
G A
Pop and static fight on the radio
D
Circling round memories and questions.
G Em
Fight or flight, take it fast or slow.
Bm
Two lanes split, And
G
so I choose
D/F#
my next rise and fall
Em (4 bars)
Onward and on to I don't know.
All I know is
D G
Count the hills from here till tomorrow.
D G
Count the hills from here till tomorrow.
D G
Count the hills from here till tomorrow.
D G
Count the hills from here till tomorrow.
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8. |
A Wannabe Huckleberry
03:16
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A Wannabe Huckleberry
Mom said she barked her shin
Son-in-law gone again.
Anything I can do
She laughed no, how’s by you?
If I ain’t leaving, then I’m already gone.
That romantic road, a Kerouac Pawn.
Tied to transition, forever between.
A wannabe Huckleberry, looking for Dean.
Calling from out of town.
My luck bad, west coast down.
Using my fifteenth name.
Here’s the deal, still the same.
If I ain’t leaving, then I’m already gone.
That romantic road, a Kerouac Pawn.
Tied to transition, forever between.
A wannabe Huckleberry, looking for Dean.
(solo on verse)
On the road again, look there — I ain’t here.
On the road again, watch me disappear.
Work a job, swat a fly
Ex lover, no reply.
Turn it up, it’s Canned Heat
’Til I’m dead, move my feet.
If I ain’t leaving, then I’m already gone.
That romantic road, a Kerouac Pawn.
Tied to transition, forever between.
A wannabe Huckleberry, looking for Dean.
A wannabe Huckleberry, looking for Dean.
A wannabe Huckleberry, looking for Dean.
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Norman Reed was driving one day
He found a place to stay.
Looked in a drawer and found a book.
Decided to have a look.
Put down the book and picked up the phone.
“Night clerk, Don’t want to be alone.”
Got directed, went on his way
To a church to sit and pray.
Folded hands, waiting to pray.
Had to think just what to say.
“Don’t want fame, women, or cash.”
It came to him in a flash.
Roll the stone.
Roll that stone away.
Too big for me but not for you.
Please roll the stone away.
Roll my pain, roll my pain away.
Too big for me but not for you
Please roll my pain away.
Roll my blues. Roll my blues away.
Too big for me but not for you.
Please roll my blues away.
Oh, when the saints, go marching in,
Oh when the saints go marching in,
Oh Lord, I want to be in that number,
When the saints go marching in.
Oh when the sun, refuse to shine,
Oh when the sun refuse to shine,
Oh Lord, I want to be in that number,
When the sun refuse to shine.
Oh, when the saints, go marching in,
Oh when the saints go marching in,
Oh Lord, I want to be in that number,
When the saints go marching in.
Yvonne Green was driving one day
She found a place to stay.
Got directed, went on her way.
To a church to sit and pray.
Roll my blues. Roll my blues away.
Too big for me but not for you.
Please roll my blues away.
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10. |
Rosa of Rosario
03:15
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Rosa of Rosario
These cowboys are on my nerve
\And it’s my last.
So I dream and I preserve
Who’s in my past.
Call to me my Rosa.
Too long have I been away.
My Rosa Of Rosario.
\I wish I was with you today.
I’m up here with the gringoes
They treat me wrong
They drink to cinco de mayo
I sing this song
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IT’S ALL RIGHT (Not the J Song)
(Intro: [| G |G | C |G |G |G |C |D |] )
G C G
Little frog, by a pond, hears all about the sea.
G C D
Little frog dives on in, sounds too big for me
G C G
Mallard duck flying by glances to a distant train.
G C D
Mallard duck comes on down enjoys the gentle rain.
C G C D G
And it’s all right. It’s all right. Yes, it’s all right by me, It’s all right.
C G C D G
And it’s all right. It’s all right. Yes, it’s all right by me, It’s all right.
G C G
Golden carp in a pond looks for a lotus pad
G C D
Golden carp spins a fin says mm, the sun ain’t so bad.
G C G
Chestnut mare in the field wants to chew on some hay.
G C D
Chestnut mare says not now, well surely some day.
C G C D
And it’s all right. It’s all right. Yes, it’s all right by me,.
C G C D
And it’s all right. It’s all right. Yes, it’s all right by me,
Em C
Think about your wants. Care about your needs.
Am D
I'm saying Casey Jones, you just watch your speed.
||G |G |C |G |G |G |C |D ||
It's all right.
C G C D G
And it’s all right. It’s all right. Yes, it’s all right by me, It’s all right.
C G C D G
And it’s all right. It’s all right. Yes, it’s all right by me, It’s all right.
G C G
Music man, on the stand, a nonsense tune to share.
G C D
Music man, yeah that's me, jimmy crack corn and I don't care.
C G C D
And it’s all right. It’s all right. Yes, it’s all right by me,
C G C D
It’s all right. It’s all right. Yes, it’s all right by me,
C G C D
It’s all right. It’s all right. Yes, it’s all right by me,
C G C D
It’s all right. It’s all right. Yes, it’s all right by me,
Em
Casey Jones rolled into the station.
Casey Jones had his orders in his hand.
Casey Jones leaning from the cabin.
Had a one way ticket to the promised land.
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12. |
Jerusalem I Ride
03:26
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|Em |Em . D A|
Em D/F# G A
I woke and turned to the window of an empty bus bound down some way.
Em D/F# G A
And if my deeds weren’t real, I wouldn’t be one more blown away.
G D
And when I’m alone and in motion,
D/C D/B A
There’s no one wrong I can be.
G D
With no need to seek redemption,
D/C D/B A Em
On these holy wheels, Jerusalem I ride.
Em D/F# G A
Bad knows what bad can do, the quick are fast with justifications.
Em D/F# G A
Lord knows where they’ll find me, surrendered there, to my destination.
G D
And when I’m alone and in motion,
D/C D/B A
There’s no one wrong I can be.
G D
With no need to seek redemption,
D/C D/B A Em
On these holy wheels, Jerusalem I ride.
Em D/F# G A
Some day, this land may be on fire, a tested ground of ash and flame.
Em D/F# G A
Some day, I may cool an angel, when heaven’s staff loses my name.
G D
And when I’m alone and in motion,
D/C D/B A
There’s no one wrong I can be.
G D
With no need to seek redemption,
D/C D/B A Em
On these holy wheels, Jerusalem I ride.
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Loch Lomond
03:36
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Loch Lomond
By yon Bonny banks, by yon Bonny braes
The sun shines brightly on Loch Lomond.
Where me and my true love were e'er want to gae,
On the Bonny, Bonny banks of Loch Lomond.
''Twas there that we parted, by yon shady glen,
On the steep, steep side of Ben Lomond.
Where in purple hue, the highland hills we view,
The moon came a rising on the gloaming.
You take the high road and I'll take the low road.
And I'll be in Scotland afore ye.
Fro me and my true love will ne'er meet again.
On the Bonny, Bonny banks of Loch Lomond.
The wee bird may sing, the wild flower spring.
The sun on the loch as it lay sleeping.
But for the broken hearted, there can be no second spring.
And the world cares not at our grieving.
The roads that we choose, the ones were set upon,
So we find ourselves away and roamin'.
But history precedes and fate, it intercedes.
So we seek our ways to Loch Lomond.
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Los Angeles based recording band, featuring the music of Daniel Orias. Dan has been a member of Santa Barbara '80s bands The Stingrays, In the Dark, and Celebrity City. He was a member of 90s Los Angeles bands The Totems, Driftwood Souls, and The Dark. The music has echoes of folk, country, blues, and rock. ... more
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