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The gift to be simple is the gift to be free
Is the gift to wind up where we ought to be
And when we find ourselves in that place just right
It will be in the valley of love and delight
When true simplicity is gained
To bend and to bow we shan't be ashamed
To turn, turn, shall be our delight
Til by turning, turning, we come round right
Fly’s in the buttermilk, shoo, fly, shoo
Fly’s in the buttermilk, shoo, fly, shoo
Fly’s in the buttermilk, shoo, fly, shoo
Skip to my Lou, my darling
Ain’t got a jay bird, a red bird will do
Ain’t got a red bird, a blue bird will do
Ain’t got a blue bird, a jay bird will do
Skip to my Lou, my darling
Cat's in the cream jar, shoo, cat, shoo
Cat's in the jam jar, shoo, cat, shoo
Cat's in the pickle jar, shoo, cat, shoo
Skip to my Lou, my darling
When true simplicity is gained
To bend and to bow we shan't be ashamed
To turn, turn, shall be our delight
Til by turning, turning, we come round right
The gift to be simple is the gift to be free
Is the gift to wind up where we ought to be
And when we find ourselves in that place just right
It will be in the valley of love and delight
It will be in the valley of love and delight
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Have you met Little Lizzie, gal of my dreams
You all just smile, but she, she truly beams
She favors me, oh, this beautiful girl
Puts my heart and my world in a marvelous twirl
Lemonade pitcher, I better fill it
Breaded chicken frying in the skillet
Putting on my Sunday best, cause
Lizzie's gonna be our supper guest
Lizzie's gonna be our supper guest
She’s a brown-eyed gal with long brown hair
She wears a brown dress to the old country fair
Kisses for a dollar, and hugs for a dime
I'm in her line, every day and all the time
Apple pie cooling on the sill
Mashed potatoes, you can get your fill
Putting on my Sunday best
Lizzie's gonna be our supper guest
Lizzie's gonna be our supper guest
I speak of Little Lizzie, gal of my dreams
You all just smile, but she, she truly beams
One of a kind, puts tabasco in her tea
She’s got my heart, that’s how it’s gonna be
Apple pie cooling on the sill
Mashed potatoes, you can get your fill
Putting off my day of rest, cause
Lizzie's gonna be our supper guest, and
Lemonade pitcher, I better fill it
Breaded chicken frying in the skillet
Putting on my Sunday best, cause
Lizzie's gonna be our supper guest
Lizzie's gonna be our (supper guest)
That’s right, Lizzie’s gonna be our supper guest
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No One Knows
02:49
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Under the weather, under the center
Under a torrent which could be rain
Why rain, why now
I said, please don’t bring me more
And the whispers fill my ears
With the wisdom of their years
While the clouds roll past the sun
But everyone cares and everyone shares
Everyone thinks
But no one knows
Under suspicion and indecision
Within a moment of yet more pain
Why pain, why now
I said, please don’t show me more
And the whispers fill my ears
With the wisdom of their years
While the work remains undone
But everyone cares and everyone shares
Everyone thinks
But no one knows
(Everyone thinks)
But no one knows
(Everyone thinks)
But no one knows
But no one knows
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Levee Seven
10:10
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The heavens rained down
Some said Judgement Day
Were that true, I figure
Some how more water would be coming my way
Levee six started to fail
Levee three gone, and it washed out Campton
All that’s left is one earthen wall
We pack and we pray, please save Levee Seven
In the heat of summer
Well, there’s skeeters and flies
When you live on the river
You know one day the water gonna rise
Levee six started to fail
Levee three gone, and it washed out Campton
All that’s left is one earthen wall
We pack and we pray, please save Levee Seven
Well Mama grabbed the Bible
Photos saved by my wife
Load up a truck Load up a boat
Oh, Lord, how best to leave this life
Levee six is now no more
That put paid to all might have beens
Levee Seven goes. Levee Seven gone
Oh damn the rain that damned… Levee Seven
The rain will stop; people will come
So-called leaders and those famous-fors
They come to pity, they come to be gone
‘Cause water hazards wreck golf scores
Levee six is gonna be rebuilt
And there’s loans for all the folks of Campton
All we had is now downstream
So seek you me in the mud that was Levee Seven
Levee Seven
The heavens rained down, the heavens rained down
Levee six started to fail, Levee three gone, and it washed out Campton
All that’s left is one earthen wall
We pack and we pray, please save Levee Seven
Well Mama grabbed the Bible.
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John Hardy was a desperate little man
He carried two guns every day
He shot Frank Jones on that West Virginia line
You ought a seen John Hardy get away
You ought a seen John Hardy get away
John Hardy’s boss was a man of power
He ran the county and town
We knew that it was the Boss’s command
That put Frank Jones in the ground
That put Frank Jones in the ground
The Boss said to John, don’t you worry none
I don’t forget loyalty
He gave a smirk and he spat on the ground
It’s been cinched up, trust me
It’s been cinched up, trust me
The wife of Judge Stone was cousin to Frank
She said after sermon Sunday
Frank’s been killed, so I ask of you
Will justice be coming some day
Will justice be coming some day
Judge Stone went and called on the Boss
I know you’ve been stealing awhile
But, as we’re friends, I’ll take 5 percent
And John Hardy for a murderin’ trial
And John Hardy for a murder trial
John Hardy’s Boss quickly weighed that deal
Seemed fair enough all around
Offered his hand and smiled to say
John Hardy is down in Pullman town
John Hardy is down in Pullman town
John Hardy was a desperate little man
There was no arrest and no trial
Because he shot back while cursing the Boss
And loudly lived for a while
And loudly lived for a while
Judge Stone, angry, went to the Boss
Here’s what’s what my wealthy friend
Buy Frank a tombstone, for me 10 not 5
Then we can call this the end
And then we can call this the end
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Derry Dee Derry Doe
04:03
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I was in the car when I heard Whiskey say Derry Dee Derry Doe
Jose V had mouthed off that day. Derry Dee Derry Doe
Whiskey had said, speak English little dude
Jose said I got no time for your attitude
Day, Doe, Derry Derry Doe De Do Do Day Day Doe
Doe, Dee, Derry Derry Doe Dee Doe Derry Derry Doe
Jose, was varsity and how he could fly Derry Dee Derry Doe
Whiskey said to Bob-O, Jay, let’s slow down that guy. Derry Dee Derry Doe
Something bad was going down, no doubt
So I said, stop this car I’m getting out
Day, Doe, Derry Derry Doe De Do Do Day Day Doe
Doe, Dee, Derry Derry Doe Dee Doe Derry Derry Doe
Sunday was quiet and Monday was not Derry Dee Derry Doe
Jose V by a tree dead and shot Derry Dee Derry Doe
The cops kinda figured that Whiskey was their guy
“Nope, I was home, Bob-O?” “That’s right” Their alibi
Day, Doe, Derry Derry Doe De Do Do Day Day Doe
Doe, Dee, Derry Derry Doe Dee Doe Derry Derry Doe
But I hadn’t heard and when the cops asked me
I said, “We were driving that night,” I left early
Day, Doe, Derry Derry Doe De Do Do Day Day Doe
Doe, Dee, Derry Derry Doe Dee Doe Derry Derry Doe
Whiskey Bob-O, Jay picked me up next night Derry Dee Derry Doe
I said what I said and they said all right. Derry Dee Derry Doe
Whiskey sees what happened, but can’t let it slide
I stared into deep darkness On my last ride
Day, Doe, Derry Derry Doe De Do Do Day Day Doe
Doe, Dee, Derry Derry Doe Dee Doe Derry Derry Doe
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Thunder in the Valley
05:34
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Thunder in the valley, could be the end of days
Thunder in the valley, could be the end of days
But before that trumpet blows, no one’s gonna change their ways
I heard some cats a fighting, they’re right outside my door
I heard some cats a fighting, they’re right outside my door
Can’t you see I’m tired, don’t want no fighting no more
Thunder in the valley, could be the end of days
Thunder in the valley, could be the end of days
But before that trumpet blows, no one’s gonna change their ways
You’re telling tall tales, I cannot call it compelling
You’re telling tall tales, I cannot call it compelling
Tell you, I’m ain’t buying anything that you’re selling
Thunder in the valley, could be the end of days
Thunder in the valley, could be the end of days
But before that trumpet blows, no one’s gonna change their ways
Man on the tv, and he likes to tell us lies
Man on the tv, and he likes to tell us lies
But don’t you cross him, he’s got you surrounded with spies
Thunder in the valley, could be the end of days
Thunder in the valley, could be the end of days
But before that trumpet blows, no one’s gonna change their ways
There’s bad news a-flooding, and now it’s gotten chin-high
There’s bad news a-flooding, and now it’s gotten chin-high
If it goes any higher, no one’s gonna hear my good-bye
Thunder in the valley, could be the end of days
Thunder in the valley, could be the end of days
But when that trumpet blows, it’s too late to change your ways
I heard you say, your algorithm needs some aid
That’s right, I heard you say, your algorithm needs some aid
Well, ok, but my algorithm is wheezing in the shade
Thunder in the valley, could be the end of days
Thunder in the valley, could be the end of days
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Two boys alone with nothing to do
The Moon at Midnight, so high up in the air
With Daddy’s car and a stolen attitude
They drive through the town as if nothing is there
Rushing through the night boys playing boys
Asking of the night silence and noise
Staying in the night til the night comes crashing down
Two boys alone outside 10 Park Avenue
Looking at a dark house with an iron gate
One boy says she’s waiting inside
The boy that’s left sits back to talk with Fate
Rushing through the night boys playing boys
Asking of the night silence and noise
Well, staying in the night til the night comes crashing down
One boy alone and he’s straining to hear
Loaded with suspense, his mind shuts down
Dawn comes cloudy with scattered questions
What does he know about the things that they found
Rushing through the night boys playing boys
Asking of the night silence and noise
Staying in the night til the night comes crashing down, down, down
Rushing through the night boys playing boys
Asking of the night silence and noise
Well, staying in the night til the night comes crashing down, down, down
I believe that money is the root of all evil
That and sex will bring out bad people
There’s a guilty scion so the wallet comes out
Sharp suited lawyers start to cry on reasonable doubt
Don’t seem fair, justice just is for those who pay.
They’ll crack your head, shoot you dead, and for what you say
If you’re ever in Houston, don’t you gamble, don’t you fight
And all you vertical people, got to shut up, keep it tight
Unless you got the buckaroos bucko to make it right
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Sparrow Bright Blue
02:54
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Twilight tumbles would you like to share
Rain in summer, autumn for the vine
Please let us parlay and pick tasks so rare
So you may say to me your love is mine
Go and capture a sparrow bright blue
Rain in summer autumn for the vine
And have it carry me from here to you
So you may say to me your love is mine
Then you write me a new noteless tune
Rain in summer autumn for the vine
And then you sing it under the May Hunter Moon
So you may say to me your love is mine
Darkness comes down. Would you like to share
Rain in summer autumn for the vine
Now won’t you tell me are these errands fair
And what would it matter if your love was mine
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Soldier, soldier, will you marry me with your musket, fife, and drum
Well how I can I marry such a pretty girl when I have no shoes to put on
I got no shoes to put on
So off to to the cobbler she did go just as fast as she could run
She got him the finest that there was and the soldier put the shoes on
The soldier put the shoes on
Soldier, Soldier, will you marry me with your musket, fife, and drum
Well how I can I marry such a pretty girl when I have no coat to put on
I got no coat to put on
So off to to the tailor she did go just as fast as she could run
She got him the finest that there was and the soldier put the coat on
The soldier put the coat on
Soldier, Soldier, will you marry me with your musket, fife, and drum
Well how I can I marry such a pretty girl when there’s a wife and baby at home
I have a wife and baby at home
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Flew to Vegas with fever so hot
She had savings. No surprise, he did not
Went down to place careless bet after bet
Does this sound
Does this sound like a love song
Does this sound like a love song yet
He went so bust, he had to pawn the ring
She said I guess let’s do that chapel thing
Elvis blesses, oh kiss the bride and you’re set
Does this sound
Does this sound like a love song
Does this sound like a love song yet
Honeymooning on a solar train
Black jack losers strolling by a fake Seine
Whiskey Vodka Old Rosé New Regret
Does this sound
Does this sound like a love song
Does this sound like a love song yet
Does this sound like, does this sound like
Big Hype city with bandits so bold
Losing easy. Did they win? We’re not told
And the lonely spin the wheel, make a bet oooh
Does this sound
Does this sound like a love song
Does this sound like a love song yet
Does this sound like a love love love
Oh a love song yet
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Jennie Shane
04:50
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Jennie Shane, my little love. Jennie Shane, my darling
Jennie Shane, my one true love. I lost my Jennie Shane
I met her in junior high, she wore a rebel’s dress
Restless soul, she caught my eye. Oh my, she took my breath
Sheriff Tom too noticed her, pulled her in one day
What went on inside, we guessed, ‘cause Jenny just won’t say
For some weeks, us angry kids, tried to let folks know
Sheriff Tom ignored it all, and the powerful let it go
Jennie Shane, my little love. Jennie Shane, my darling
Jennie Shane, my one true love. I lost my Jennie Shane
Jenny Shane, she left that town, she went so far away
I used to hope she would be back and Sheriff Tom would pay
Jennie Shane, my little love. Jennie Shane, my darling
Jennie Shane, my one true love. I lost my Jennie Shane
On it went, my real plain life. Go along the thing I’d do
I stayed back and found a wife and our kids played and grew
Jennie Shane
(My little love) Jennie Shane
(Jennie Shane)
Oh my darling
Jennie Shane, my one true love. I lost my
(Jennie Shane)
I met her (Jennie Shane) in junior high (Jennie Shane)
She wore a rebel’s dress
Restless soul (Jennie Shane), she caught my eye (Jennie Shane)
Don’t matter now I guess
Jennie Shane, Jennie Shane
Jennie Shane, Jennie Shane
Jennie Shane, Jennie Shane
Jennie Shane, Jennie Shane
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A Thousand Steps
02:21
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They say a thousand steps, I lost count at 33
I’ve come down to watch the waves, stare like the lonely out to sea
Well nothing lasts forever, can’t even see if that’s wrong
The waves will wear down this rock I’m on. The ocean too strong
Breakers arrive, the ocean roars but won’t say
And I just watch in the hope the waves bring a better day
Climb back to the headland. Sure I shall rise no more
Back amongst the works of man. Pilgrim on a foreign shore
Well nothing lasts forever, can’t even see if that’s wrong
The waves will wear down this rock I’m on. The ocean too strong
Breakers arrive, the ocean roars but won’t say
And I just watch in the hope the waves bring a better day
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Pomegranate County Irregulars Los Angeles, California
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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