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A Coke & A Smile
04:45
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Back when Drinking wasn't y'alls style
Back when girls weren't worth our while
Back when time was always free
Working on cars reading magazines
Stupid arguments for conversation
Heavy metal on the radio station
My friends all changed and no they're gone
I'm all alone I'm pressing on
Chorus
And all I really want's just a coke and a smile
It's been to long, it's been a while
All I really want's just a coke and a smile
It's been to long, it's been a while
I'm so lonely, so tired, so blue
So lonely, so tired, how bout you?
Back when I had a mom that cared
Back when my cousin had a dad that was there
Simple things one takes for granted
A whole made lunch a mom made sandwich
Getting picked up after school
Extra covers when the nights are to cool
I guess I'm stronger I don't know
I just don't let my feelings out the door
Chorus
Now my life's based on GPA
That's how they say I'll be somebody someday
I'd like to think I was someone now
I'd like to think that I knew how to
Make it through my twenty hour day
And at the end have something to say
But it just seems I'm passing time
I've got a progress pause till the end of my life
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Small Town Talk
03:05
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It's all small town talk, you know how people are
They can't stand to see, someone else doing what they like to
It's all small town talk, you mustn't pay no mind
Don't believe a word, they'll try to do it every time
You can't believe everything you hear
And only half of what you see
And if you're gonna believe in anyone
You gotta believe in me
It's all small town talk, and it's a well known fact
You don't ever know how one might react to what you're thinking
And in small town talk, you tell a lot of lies
Make some people crazy, they never realize that they're sinking
We're only two people, trying to live together
Trying to make something work
Who are we to judge one another?
That could cause a lot of hurt
It's all small town talk, you know how people are
They can't stand to see, someone else doing what they want to
It's all small town talk, you mustn't pay no mind
Don't believe a word, they'll try to do it every time
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Irma Jackson
02:22
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I'd love to shout my feelin's from a mountain high
Tell the world I love her and I will till I die
There's no way the world will understand that love is color blind
That's why Irma Jackson can't be mine
I remember when no one cared about us bein' friends
We were only children and it really didn't matter then
But we grew up too quickly in a world that draws a line
Where they say Irma Jackson can't be mine
If my lovin' Irma Jackson is a sin
Then I don't understand this crazy world we're livin' in
It’s a muddy wall between us standin' high
But I'll love Irma Jackson till I die
She tells me she's decided that she'll go away
And I guess it's right but she alone should have the final say
But in spite of her decision forcin' us to say goodbye
I'll still love Irma Jackson till I die
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4. |
Age of Reason
02:25
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Feeling low, in control
I might be high, but at least I try
Took off your dress, I must confess
Do you believe, in what you can not see?
I believe
Jesus Christ, this is the age of reason
Ain't that nice, I ain't got no feelings
I worry you, you worry me
I'll have my drinks, you'll have your tea
I worry me, you worry you
We're not quite sure, what we should do
Ain't that the truth
Jesus Christ, this is the age of reason
Ain't that nice, I ain't got no feelings
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Ruby
02:47
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You've painted up your lips and rolled and curled your tinted hair.
Ruby are you contemplating going out somewhere?
The shadows on the wall tell me the sun is going down.
Oh Ruby, don't take your love to town.
For it wasn't me that started that old crazy Asian war.
But I was proud to go and do my patriotic chores.
And yes it's true, that I'm not the man I used to be.
Oh, Ruby, I still need some company.
It's hard to love a man whose legs are bent and paralized.
And the wants and the needs of a woman your age, Ruby, I realize.
But it won't be long I heard them say until I'm not around.
Oh Ruby, don't take your love to town.
She's leaving now cause I just heard the slamming of a door.
The way I know I've heard it slam one hundred times before.
And if I could move I'd get my gun and put her in the ground.
Oh Ruby, don't take your love to town.
Oh Ruby, for God's sake turn around.
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Deportees
03:39
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The crops are all in and the peaches are rotting,
The oranges are piled in their creosote dumps;
They're flying 'em back to the Mexico border
To pay all their money just to wade back again
My father's own father, he waded that river,
They took all the money he made in his life;
My brothers and sisters come working the fruit trees,
they rode the trucks till they took down and died.
Chorus
Goodbye to my Juan, goodbye, Rosalita,
Adios mis amigos, Jesus y Maria;
You won't have your names when you ride the big airplane,
All they will call you will be "deportees"
Some of us are illegal, and some are not wanted,
Our work contract's out and we have to move on;
It’s 600 miles to that Mexico border,
They chase us like outlaws, like rustlers, like thieves.
We died in your hills, we died in your deserts,
We died in your valleys and died on your plains.
We died 'neath your trees and we died in your bushes...
Both sides of the river, we died just the same.
Chorus
The sky plane caught fire over Los Gatos Canyon,
A fireball of lightning that shook all our hills,s
Who are all these friends, all scattered like dry leaves?
The radio says, "They are just deportees"
Is this the best way we can grow our big orchards?
Is this the best way we can grow our good fruit?
To fall like dry leaves to rot on my topsoil...
And to be called by no name except "deportees"?
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7. |
Dream
03:15
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Last night I dreamt of you
You have the prettiest smile in the world
Why did you leave me here
You're still my girl
Last night was beautiful
I love having you around
Remembering your perfect smile
Sure brings me down
Chorus
I'd say I love you, I'd say I care
I'd say I need you, but you're not here
God why'd you take her, away from me
You do not need you have everything
We were driving in my car
Listening to cds
I was showing you something that I loved
While you were loving me
Your voice it kissed my ears
Your presence made me high
Right now I'm working so hard
But I'm barely getting by
Chorus
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8. |
Sam Stone
04:05
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Sam Stone came home,
to his wife and family,
after serving in the conflict overseas.
And the time that he served,
had shattered all his nerves,
and left a little shrapnel in his knee.
But the morphine eased the pain,
and the grass grew round his brain,
and gave him all the confidence he lacked;
with a Purple Heart and a monkey on his back.
Chorus:
There's a hole in daddy's arm where all the money goes,
and Jesus Christ died for nothin' I suppose.
Little pitchers have big ears,
don't stop to count the years,
sweet songs never last too long on broken radios. Mmm....
Sam Stone's welcome home,
didn't last too long,
he went to work when he'd spent his last dime
And Sammy took to stealing,
when he got that empty feeling,
for a hundred dollar habit without overtime.
And the gold rolled through his veins,
like a thousand railroad trains,
and eased his mind in the hours that he chose;
while the kids ran around wearin' other peoples' clothes...
Chorus
Sam Stone was alone,
when he popped his last balloon,
climbing walls while sitting in a chair
Well, he played his last request,
while the room smelled just like death,
with an overdose hovering in the air
But life had lost its fun,
and there was nothing to be done,
but trade his house that he bought on the G, I. Bill;
for a flag draped casket on a local heroes' hill
Chorus
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Bart Budwig Enterprise, Oregon
“Bart Budwig is one of the most underrated musicians in Oregon.” - Oregon Public Broadcasting
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