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Red Lite
04:16
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the red lite is on
and the blue light is not far behind
jingle jangle of my strings
sounds so good to the new mind
and everybody was so happy
the hand spilled the wine
moon shine in the new world streams
streams just roll down the hill
till we drank it all up
clothes are flowin'
got no need to dress to hold nothin' in
birdie sing so sweet
we take time to follow his tune
and everybody was so happy
the hand spilled the wine
moon shine in the new world streams
streams just roll down the hill
till we drank it all up
the red lite is on
and the blue light is not far behind
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2. |
Ooh I Love My Coffee
03:12
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machiata mochacino half caf cappacino
ooh i love my coffee, ooh i love my coffee
americana moca grande tall decaf
ooh i love my coffee, ooh i love my coffee
i love it a latte, i love it a latte
ooh i love my coffee i do
there's no way that i could go go
wakin' up without my mo jo
mornin' without my cup
a like a horseshoe without the luck
be like a quack without the duck (quack)
like a wallet without the buck
i'd be stuck
CHORUS
i'd rather eat my doughnut without a hole
eat the butter without the role
walk on shoes without the sole
forget to take my love for a moonlight stroll
espresso yourself
it's a double
starin' down in my black, black cup
all the sudden everything is lookin' up
don't come by and talk to me
about the healthy benefits of tea
not to me
CHORUS
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3. |
My Live It Up Baby
04:11
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they say it's gonna rain today
i don't believe it
all the cryin' and the pain today
We're just gonna leave it
i'm just thinkin' 'bout you
where we're goin' and what we're gonna do
make all my trouble to disappear
every time that you come near
you are my live it up, leave all behind what a fine baby
radio might be tellin' me
the sky is fallin'
but i throw pennies in the well 'n see
my true love, you're callin'
and all our plans are gonna blossom
'cause my baby, you got some
cool personality and sweet, sweet smile
change my world with your style
you are my live it up, leave all behind what a fine baby
my live it up, what a fine behind, ooh, my baby
and now when i look out
my window pane
i'm up on the top floor
i'm a brand new man
since i met you
you're all that i'm thinking of
my friends say that i'm blind
but they can't see
i've found love
well just maybe it'll blow tonight
well let it
and just maybe, this world ain't right?
tonight, forget it
i drove for two days just to be with you
there's nothin' else i would rather do
just bring that bottle over here
turn down the lights, come here
you are my live it up, leave all behind what a fine baby
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4. |
Every Map
04:15
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Every map is a map of the old road
Every dreamer waiting for a dream to ride
Up the hill and around with the circle tied
To you
Once again
Every map is a map of the old road
Every flower just waiting for an afternoon
To bloom once again and sparkle that tune
For you
Do you think it will be so
You’ll know exactly where to go
And you’ll forget you ever did not know
Your way back home
Every map is a map of the old road
Charting every course, the waves slapping at our side
Crossing the sea, yet again, as we ride
back home
But there are problems on the deck
The blind lookout screams of ‘code red’
You better listen up, listen up now, to what he said
Can you hear me?
And you found your name in that old book
Didn’t have to give it a second look
You went right to the part that left you shook
And you came undone
Every map is a map of the old road
You are native born and staring at the black and sparkling sky
Work your hands in clay, paint the
moon
And don’t ask why
Don’t ask why
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5. |
Scott's Bungalo
02:21
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When you gotta go
And you got no dough
Get yourself down
To Scott's Bungalo
When winter's in your head
under the covers in your bed
You heard what I said,
It's Scott's Bungalo
Feel the breezes from the sea
Fragrant perfume from the trees
Make your love brand new
How sweet life can be
Tell your girl to pack her clothers
Forget about the winter snows
You and me baby, we gonna go
To Scott's Bungalo
When your girlfriend kvetches
You can forget you love it precious
So remember to take some time
How sweet life can be
When you got no dough
but you gotta go
Get yourself down
To Scott's Bungalo
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6. |
Pictures of the Highway
04:56
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I've got pictures of the highway all along my walls
My friends you can have them all
Closet filled with clothes good for downtown shows
And I'm giving them all away
Friends who pick me up and let me down
You notice you've got learn to live alone
Some kind big old car growin' weeds 'round in the yard
And I'm learnin' how to walk
CHORUS:
That's where you find me
Out in the open singing you a song
Where you find me
Sayin' a prayer we move on
Hammer board and nails, look like somthin' to do
And the joy run through my veins
Gonna build myself a cabin, lord up the side of your mountain
With the stream run by my door
In the morning check the chickens, don't forget to slip your clothes on
And give a wink to the shining sun
People once were dreamers, those dreams became their masters
And now we all must move on
CHORUS
Once I was younger, involved with a woman
And I treated her just like a child
Confusion was the order, sorrow was the outcome
And I nearly came undone
But the traces in these side walls, Lead on on on straight on to my eyes
And I show you where I've been
So if we meet sometime tomorrow and I'm a little bit off balance or impatient
I just don't want to slip back into that scene
CHORUS
Just like a train that fell of the track, like someone who never wrote back
You can fall right down on your knees and cryin'
And I am weavin' a web...lookin' for the thread.
And I've got pictures of the highway all along my walls
My friends you can have them all.
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7. |
For A Little While
03:24
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You can stay for a little while and
everything will be
alright
right next to me for a little while and
everything will be
alright
an afternoon it'll
be alright an
hour or two it'll
be alright
I wanna tell you
You can stay for a little while and
everything will be
alright
right next to me for a little while and
everything will be
alright
an afternoon it'll
be alright
right next to you
it'll be alright
I wanna tell you
I many not be the man I was but isn't that always true
you might think that I'm lost
but wasn't that always true
I wanna tell you
you can stay for a little while
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8. |
Moment After Dawn
03:17
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my dad put his foot on the accelerator,
in his blue, low top sneaker,
like abraham answering the call,
in his '55 studebaker.
He had the whole family in that car that day
3 kids and a southern song
it was a roadtrip for the ages to the
the moment after dawn
this highway was our church
blow away all your sins
just roll down the window
breathe america in
To florida, my dad said with pride
we're goin' to an alligator farm
And we hurtled down route 1 to the
the moment after dawn
CHORUS 1
the moment after dawn
the sun shines strong
everybody so turned on
the moment after dawn
me in the back seat
flat top, butch wax too
my big sister punched me hard
and i punched her back, that's all true
my dad yelled at both of us
while he kept on drivin' on
he turned and said 'you kids, behave
till the moment after dawn'
CHORUS 2:
the moment after dawn
when the sun shines strong
then you'll be free to run
the moment after dawn
I looked out of the window
tar paper shacks roll by
spanish moss hung from the trees
and the blue gray georgia sky
my disney mind just froze
thought i'd better do somethin' dumb
so i punched myself while pickin' my nose
and choked on my bubble gum
so we rushed to the hospital
everyone screemin' in the car
'cept me, i was barely breathin'
luckily it wasn't far
the doctor asked me what happened
of course, i couldn't say a word
he said i hear that all the time
and he smacked my back, thank the lord
we got back on the highway
readin' solid and broken lines
it's a morse code of the soul that says
just leave it all behind
studebaker, do not fail us
alligators here we come
it's a road trip for the ages
to the moment after dawn.
CHORUS 3:
the moment after dawn
when the sun shines strong
broken hearts long gone
the moment after dawn
the moment after dawn
when the sun shines strong
everybody will roll on
the moment after dawn
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9. |
Mirror of Your Own Tears
02:44
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the car pulls out the drive, and you're alone again
it's not really so different from bein' alone with him
don't run to a friend and turn your feeling's unclear?
Just face yourself completely in the mirror of your own tears
how many times will you let him break your heart
he will always leave you cryin' and you knew that from the start
but you're so ready to play the fool every time he reappears
when you gonna face yourself completely in the mirror of your own tears
in the mirror of your own tears
in the mirror of your own tears
oh pretty darlin', i know you get hurt so bad
but they say that life if just a messenger of every dream we've ever had
your pretty dishes ain't all that's broken, ain't it clear
you gotta face yourself completely in the mirror of your own tear
in the mirror of your own tears
in the mirror of your own tears
in the mirror of your own tears
in the mirror of your own tears
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10. |
Little Brown Bunny
02:50
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little brown bunny, i'm nine
i'm still magic, can walk on stone
little brown bunny, i'm nine
ancient, step through green leaves
wild branches, big trees
in these pennsylvania hills
little brown bunny, i'm nine
walk along, the new kid in town GGGG
all alone, oh my,
and there you were alone, like me
shivering innocent, i could see
could i dare i, should i
would you let me pick you up GG
your beating heart just a moment from me
miracle soft fur
little brown bunny, i'm nine
i'm still magic, can walk on stone
little brown bunny, i'm nine
tuck you under my shirt
i take you to a baseball game
in my hands, my heart, my mind
hold you tight i give you names
i tell you know everything
how i'm gonna be famous
major league player one day
and how i got my guitar
and all the chords and all the songs i can play
little brown bunny, i'm nine
when we went back through the magic door
that today i can rarely find
i placed back you on the ground
and we talked mind to mind
you looked so straight at me
eye to eye to see to see
today i wonder little brown bunny
do you ever think of me
little brown bunny, i'm nine
i'm still magic, can walk on stone
little brown bunny, i'm nine
ancient, step through green leaves
wild branches, big trees
in these pennsylvania hills
little brown bunny, i'm nine
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you know, i got a crush
on that girl, she's too much
you know i get a rush when i see her
with that short hair style
that cute sideways smile
i just gotta set my dial to bring her in
now she does all the talkin'
but hey, i'm not balkin'
it's a relationship i can understand
we both get what we need
i just relax, she takes the lead
and she paints all her crazy dreams for me
CHORUS: oh wow, i love you rachel madow
you bring delicious freedom to my head
oh wow, i love you rachel madow
'cause you're shakin' up the blue, white and red
Cool in every show
it's a man's world no mo'
toe to toe with Pat Buchanan and the good old boys
this girl is outasight
she is sharp, but she don't bite
tells the right, gently right where to go
CHORUS
colbert's got his 'threat down'
keith's got his 'countdown'
and chris is playin' hardball every nite
but rachael, you got a zing
that makes my brain sing
some crazy song it has never sung before
don't worry i'm not a stalker
just a singer and a talker
i like to sing the thing that dances across my mind
maybe it's a strange song
but i know i'm not alone
rachel, you're a hit all over the neighborhood
CHORUS and add...
my wife and i watch you from our bed,
a dose of you is what we need, that's what i said,
rachel, you are shakin' up baby
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12. |
The Moon Whispered
03:23
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The moon whispered in my ear
how blinding the sun can be'.
rest your weary eyes and see
the other side of you and me
our moon does not talk loud
but far above the crowd
of stars who disappear
every time the moon comes near
CHORUS
singing
look for the glimmer of truth
see what makes you cry
the crack in the crumbling wall
the silence of the sky
that why we want to live,
and why we want to die at the end
you and i
The moon just whispered in my ear...
'how blinding the sun can be'.
rest your weary eyes on me
turn down the lights you might see
our moon does not talk loud
but far would describe the sound
guitar under a naked sky
played by a man who won't ask why
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13. |
Everybody Wants My Hat
02:27
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Marc Black Katonah, New York
Marc plays a finger style blues in the traditions of Mississippi Hurt and the great Tim Hardin. Right up to Covid, he was a proud road warrior, inducted into the New York Chapter of the Blues Hall of Fame in June of 2014. As WFUV DJ, John Platt wrote about Marc. "We need to hear his songs now more than ever." ... more
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