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Intro
02:00
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If I could read your lips
Maybe I'd understand
If I could see you're face
and your talking hands
I'd understand
If I could ease your pain
You know I would
Do all those things
That make you feel so good
You know I would
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2. |
Whisky Girl
02:27
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You've found another place to live
You've found another place to dwell
You've got a pretty face to hide
and let me tell you something you are doing it well
Don't let your long hair down
Don't let out a smile, don't let out a frown
Cause you don't lead me on at all my dear
and let me tell you something you are doing it well
You moved down South
You just had to get away
Said you didn't love me anymore
and that's how things have to stay
You can drink your whisky
and I will drink mine too
Then we'll think about eachother
When our drinking is through
You've found another place to live
You've found another place to dwell
You've got a pretty face to hide
and let me tell you something you are doing it well
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3. |
Weary Mind
04:38
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I'm hopeless but I'm happy
I know that life is hard
I'm tired, but I'm working
I want to do my part.
You're beautiful, and I'm lonely
At least I can say I tried
I'm drinking, but not too much
I don't need it to have a good time
Chorus:
When black turns white shades of grey
When sun turns night into day
The moon won't stop spinning round
The worried mind won't settle down
I'm dancing, too closely
with the flames that i dont see
I'm doing all the things
I know I shouldnt be
Chorus:
When black turns white shades of grey
When sun turns night into day
The moon won't stop spinning round
The worried mind won't settle down
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Cowboys ain't easy to love and they're harder to hold.
They'd rather give you a song than diamonds or gold.
Lonestar belt buckles and old faded levis,
And each night begins a new day.
If you don't understand him, an' he don't die young,
He'll prob'ly just ride away.
Mamas, don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys.
Don't let 'em pick guitars or drive them old trucks.
Let 'em be doctors and lawyers and such.
Mamas don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys.
'Cos they'll never stay home and they're always alone.
Even with someone they love.
Cowboys like smokey old pool rooms and clear mountain mornings,
Little warm puppies and children and girls of the night.
Them that don't know him won't like him and them that do,
Sometimes won't know how to take him.
He ain't wrong, he's just different but his pride won't let him,
Do things to make you think he's right.
Mamas, don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys.
Don't let 'em pick guitars or drive them old trucks.
Let 'em be doctors and lawyers and such.
Mamas don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys.
'Cos they'll never stay home and they're always alone.
Even with someone they love.
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5. |
A Coke and a Smile
05:18
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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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6. |
Hold On Me
04:03
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When rocks fall from sky and strike the weary ground
when buds strive for sun and shallow rains
and every limb stretches toward the deep blue sky
my mind cant comprehend these wonders
where tears of pain and joy collide
the day of death is a beautiful plight
I will not hold a grudge of denial
open your eyes you selfish man, and sing
You've got a hold on me
when clouds spit and blow and streams bend round
when flickering flames burn life to the ground
I know I'm not in control
of this feeble life my heart and hands hold
You've got a hold on me
I'm making sense
of what I dont understand
It can't break down
It had to be your hands
You've got a hold on me
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7. |
Change Your Mind
03:12
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I'll take my chance that this is the right time
even though my timing is bad.
I'll call you up and tell you I love you
and sing of all the love we had
Remember when you walked me through the grape vines
and we kissed all through the night.
In the morning you regretted everything
and moved away again
You can change your mind
Anytime
It's fine by me
The sun will rise tomorrow
Tomorrow will come too soon
Cause tonight is the last time I see you
So stay up you sleepy moon
You can change your mind
Anytime
It's fine by me
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8. |
Smokin'
02:25
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Those people outside smoking look happy
Taking deep breaths 'cause it feels alright
My mama always said, "don't start smoking
Or doing anything just 'cause it feels alright"
And I know you'll say I told you so
But I don't mind
I wanna drink a beer so I can feel better
Forget my problems I can't make them right
Preacher always said, "don't start drinking
face your problems and make them right"
We better stay up late and have a good time
Wake up at dusk when the sun goes down
Farmer always said, "get up early
work your ass off till the sun goes down"
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9. |
Texas
02:49
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Honey get the hell out of Texas
Honey I've been waiting too long
Honey get the hell out of Texas
Shoulda learned better
Shoulda known, you don't belong
Honey my bed is restless
Honey my head's a breaking storm
Honey my bed is restless
You've been reckless since the day I was born
I ain't seen ya since summer past
I ain't seen ya since summer last
I ain't seen ya since this town's been dry
I ain't seen ya since Hannah died
Honey find the next train and catch it
Honey come fill my lonesome arms
Honey find the next train and catch it
Lord knows they ain't ever seen a love like ours
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10. |
B Song
03:27
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It seems like everything you work so hard for flies like a feather
Melts like wax and dries like a summer rain
Evaporating whitecaps with nothing to gain
I don't wanna try
Not one more time
When rest doesn't ease your pain it just makes you cringe like a fighter
Confused like a lover and cry like a baby in pain
Rest in your mothers arms with nothing to gain
Why can't life be simple
Why do I have to complicate
Bees seem fine making honey
Maybe I should make honey too
It seems like everything you work so hard for flies like a feather
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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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