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Get You
02:47
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Got this funny feeling your dress would like so mighty fine
Matching with the carpet on my floor
We’ll kick off our shoes and slow dance to the blues
But first I gotta get you through my door
We could sip on wine, pass the bottle, pass the time
And I could be for you What you would be for me
And it’d be so good we’d haveta wonder if it’s a dream
So won’t you pinch me when my mind is dreaming wild
That way you’ll be well within my reach
And I could pull you close, make you love me most
But first I gotta stop you on the street
I’ll use a pickup line that you’ve heard a million times
But somehow coming from me it’ll give you butterflies
And itd be so good we’d haveta wonder oh…
So I’m holding onto hope that you will read my mind
And see all the loving and living we could do
That way you will know that I could love you so
But babe I’m too shy to make my move
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In the midnight hour and the waning dusk among the collection of elephant tusks
We incubate our thoughts by sitting on them
As I sink into the velvet cushions Reminds me to breath when I’m busy pushing
And I’ll keep on pushing till you pull it off
Kick my feet upon the ottoman Its two long winks until I dream again
And I’ll keep on dreaming till you pull it off
So shake me like a tambourine Remind me of my memories
And wincing I will rise from sleep
The way you smile brings me back So flip the lights and we’ll take a crack
Cuz the worst don’t stand a chance To the best that can happen
Ideas are hatching to the world Some are new but most are old
The trick is to sift yourself thought them
And shake off the shit you’re covered in
So shake my like a tambourine Remind me of my memories
And smiling I will rise from sleep
The way you smile brings me back so flip the lights and we'll take a crack
Cuz the worst don't stand a chance,
So can I please have this dance?
Cuz the worst don't stand a chance to the best that can happen
Cuz the worst don't stand a chance,
So can I please take your hand?
Cuz the worst don't stand a chance to the best that can happen
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High along that mountain trail I sold my soul to the Devil there
In a deal for a little more time cuz I am sure that God doesn’t mind
Cuz we’re trying hard just to figure out our days
Trying hard to sing your praise
Trying hard to figure out our souls
When all we seem to do is grow old
‘Take a breath’ I tell myself when its tough as nails or hard as hell
Cools me down and lets me know that all is fine again again let’s go on
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Strange Truth
04:36
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If I was honest would you believe me? If I was straight up
It’s all encircled There’s no way around it, If I was straight up
Strange But True
Don’t let the truth hurt you
Keep in your circles The pack of wolves you are
Keeping it inside
Strange But True
Don't let the truth hurt you
Put it down for a while
Picked back up the Neverminds
Fallen pieces once ignored but no more
Strange But True
Stranger things have happened
I'll open up for none but you
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So Sad, So Soon
03:40
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So this is goodbye so sad so soon, I hope we never feel it again
It hurts so bad when its out of the blue
I never meant to do no nothing wrong
Must’ve said something I shoulda put in a song
And as you’re walking away I threw you a wave
Cuz’ the words that I thought, weren’t worth it to say
My breathing got loud as you mixed into the crowd
I woulda chased you but I was too proud
See my heart was on my sleeve cuz it had nowhere else to be
It made plans to be with you but you left it on the street
Now we’re hailing down a cab and going crazy mad and scared
We just lost the best we ever had
So this is goodbye, so sad, so soon
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Jebediah
02:16
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Jebediah's on the road tonight
Jebediah don’t care
Packed his things and washed his hands
I don’t understand
I believe that destiny calls your pretty little name
I was called to plead my case over steely strings
But Jebediah’s on the road tonight
Seems aimlessly
And Destiny can’t do you none when you’re on the run
Don’t be on the run
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Inside the phone-booth, outside the station
My hands are freezing and won’t make the call
No soul in the world knows I’m at this number Sometimes I hope I’ve been forgotten
All the merry songs and wishes are making me mad that I miss your kisses
But I don’t ask to turn the radio down
See the junk that’s in my veins is a way to change the same old pain
I can buy a smile til tomorrow
I can see you now, laying down your head I’m begging
Don’t lose no more sleep on me
And the east coast sun will rise but I’m still hypnotized Before I limp into tomorrow
And if I see Ol’ Saint Nick
I'll ask for one more hit
How about a little Christmas tree?
I can see now laying down your head I’m begging Don’t waste no more love on me
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Two Best Friends
02:54
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A good ol’ American folk song and a bottle of Jack
Are my two best friends in the whole wide world n’ I’d bet my life on that
I strum my strings and I sing my songs and I drink it till the ice is clear
And pour and pour and pour some more of my soul out on the sheet
I speak my mind right to the tune and she listens till the tale is through
Never once interrupted me or told me what to do
She just sighs a pretty breath, heavy as the morning dew
And disappears from where she came Till I sing it on back to you
I once had myself a love who made this life something to live
But God made plans she just couldn’t break though she gave it all that she could give
So I died beside her though my body’s still stumbling around
Scrounging for a spirit and drinking another one down
So give me a night, some peace of mind, a guitar and a glass
And I’ll keep on ‘til I stumble upon the song that brings her back
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Off the Record
06:00
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Off the dusty shelves I pulled what’s left of a man who had been long gone
Put the needle on his legacy, got a little dizzy, watching it go ‘round again
Like the leaves in fall, the subtle rustling of the static sweetly soothed me
Knowing I could warm myself against his song that cut so bright
Through the cold attic air
I know winters pass
Spring will find her way back
I don’t cry for dying, see I find it just a little too selfish
Though I’ve got nothing to grieve all the same sometimes I find myself weeping
I’ve been shaken by soul sad and strong singing off the record
Of hopes and dreams and fears and things I know
I should not be scared to share
Call a woman that I know I like around to encourage me to smile
Work up the courage to take her hand and lead her to the ladder
And carefully we’ll climb into a world of hope and love and fear strewn all about
Cuz I will need to know that she’ll love me even though I get sad
And she will need to know I need her all the more for that
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Rocky Road
02:50
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I think that we are good
I think you and I go well
Like ice cream on a hot summer’s day
we’re cool
Like rocky in the road and marshmallow
In a waffle cone
Beautiful
I want you to know
I will follow your example
I think that here is nice
I think where we are is swell
Like welcome open arms of friends from afar
Its home
Like rocky in the road and marshmallow
In a waffle cone
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Hill House
04:01
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She crawled before she crept forgot to look before she lept
And hovered till the Earth came up to meet her
And questioned “do you mind? For you see I’m short on time
And I’d compete but you wouldn’t let me beat ya
See my River’s running dry, there’s poison in the Sky
I’d catch my breath but I’m scared of breathing
So just hoof along aloof begging strangers for the truth
But cringing when somebody actually speaks it
Or ya hear it in the wind and you know its simpler than sin
And just a little older than questions you’re asking
Or maybe its been dead just decaying in a bed
In a house on a hill no one visits
Cuz in the runaround downtown each man makes his sound
Convinced that its something worth speaking
And he soaks open ears with his own hopes and fears
And clings to anybody he thinks gives a damn
Till he hears it in the wind...
So I’ll be on my way with little more to say
I’m convinced its already been spoken
Its out there for the ears of whoever needs to hear
Oh the answers are there for the taking
In a house on a hill just waiting”
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Garrett Anderson Baltimore
singer-songwriter out of Baltimore, MD
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