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Hard, Hard Life
03:08
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You get off work bout a quarter past 5
It's gonna be a good, good life
Your pockets are full you won't go hungry tonight
It's gonna be a good life
Your baby's cryin' loud while the sun is risin' high
It's gonna be a hard, hard life
The water in your well is all runnin' dry
It's gonna be a hard, hard life
Now maybe you think you're overworked
Wants and needs will change from day to day
Maybe you think you're under paid
Keep livin' simple whatdya say
Well kick off your boots on another starry night
It's gonna be a good, good life
A bottom dollars all you got left to survive
It's gonna be a hard, hard life
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Glad To See You Go
04:03
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So if you're goin my way I'll walk with you home
If you're feelin' low down we'll pass the bottle around
When the life that you know'd is a pot that's gone cold
With troubles all in your way
Take a look around, get lost get found
Before the beauty all runs dry
So walk a mile clear your headache
Say a prayer save what's left
And don't take a single breath for granted ever again
You spun out for the coast, I was glad to see you go
I will admit I'll miss our long nights
Risin' when the sun would fall, stayin up till mornin' call
On my father's porch or in your backyard
So walk a mile clear your headache
Say a prayer save what's left
And don't take a single breath for granted ever again
Oh, you may always know your way home
Oh, cause I'll leave my porch light on
So if you're goin my way I'll walk with you home
If you're feelin' low down we'll pass the bottle around
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Since you've been gone I've been workin' hard
Got a regular seat at the local bar
Drinkin' more liquor than old Hank the night he died
So bartender one more round, lord knows I got the time
I've done everything I know to get you off my mind
You shoulda worked hard at your 9 to 5
Put gas in the tank of our car
Stop drinkin' our money start savin' some more
So bartender put the bottle down lord knows he ain't got a dime
I've don't everything I know to keep you in line
So I called up every girl I know
Said I'll take you out for a dinner and a show
I'll spend more money than a multimillionaire's ex wife
They just smiled and hung up the phone they know I ain't got a dime
I've done everything I know to get you off my mind
So I called up every guy I know
Askin' for some money cause our got towed
Last week cause you ain't paid those fines
I'm beyond broke baby I've been working two jobs
Every day I come home cryin'
Yes I've done everything I know to keep our love alive
Yes I've done everything I know to get you off my mind
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Ship Of Sin
03:47
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My teeth are rotten from the whiskey
Her eyes are bloodshot red
I'll give three knocks on her bedroom door
That's where I'll lay my head
Come mornin' I'll walk with shame
And a guilty face to match
One more night on a barstool
She knows I'm comin' back
Black heart beauty you'll be the death of me
I got a scorned woman waitin' with a jealous heart
There ain't much she don't see
My bones are breakin' from the hours
Spent on a ship of sin
The sun will sink in the western sky
The city sleeps again
Like a criminal countin' time
Till I can break these chains
The last weary men will leave her room
Our hearts can beat again
Black heart beauty, you'll be the death of me
I got a scorned woman waitin' with a jealous heart
There ain't much she don't see
No there ain't much she don't see
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5. |
Here We Go Again, Anyway
04:24
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Are you low down and lonesome
Or are you just killin' time
Is there a rhyme or reason
That you called me up tonight
She said that you just crossed my mind
And I got no place to stay
Here we go again, anyway
Here we go, here we go again
Come on over lay your head, and I swear I won't complain
Here we go again, anyway
My friends say I'm bein' used
They tell me I'm your fool
They wake up alone at night
I guess I got you
I won't listen to them friends of mine
Or anything they got to say
Here we go again, anyway
Now one day I might tell you to get gone
Go on pack up your things and move along
This ain't your refrigerator, I ain't your midnight snack
Go on hit that dusty trail and don't come back
If you're feelin' devilish
Don't bring it round my way
Here we go again, anyway
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Home On Time
04:12
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3 AM, am I alone on this interstate?
I should be sleepin' it's so late
Wheels roll and I ride
I'll sigh and wonder why
My life is just a series
Of late night long haul drives
It's a long one, when you're bored right from the start
I've played every CD in this car
So I'm singin' Jackson Browne on the FM dial
I haven't felt this in a while
And I'll roll, and I'll ride
And I'll sigh, and wonder why
My life is just a series of late night long haul drives
I'm never home on time
And the sign said 15 miles to the Bureau County Line
Where a job and a girl and a baby boy are fightin for my time
And I know about bein' lonely it's the only thing that we share
And I'll roll, and I'll ride
And I'll sigh, and wonder why
My life is just a series of late night long haul drives
I'm never home on time
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Just when I thought it was the last time
Now it's 10 PM and I'm
Drivin' down to the nearest neon sign
You were like a freight train
You lost all control and
Came crashin' my way to explode
So pour another drink and we'll breath in deep
Pour another drink...
and Dream between shutter sounds
and the deep breaths of this old dark house
You can keep your heart and soul
I'm sinkin' low
Just when I thought it was the last time
Now it's 10AM and I'm
Coughin' up what's left of a good time
I was like a sinkin' ship
My insides ripped apart
Is a second chance the same as a fresh start?
So pour another drink and we'll breath in deep
Pour another drink...
and Dream between shutter sounds
and the deep breaths of this old dark house
You can keep your heart and soul
I'm sinkin' low
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8. |
Roll On
05:18
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Roll on freight train, Roll on bright
Roll on big train, let that whistle whine and sink into the night
So he told me, So he told me
I'm gonna break free, lord, break free
So he told me, so he told me
Perhaps we'll meet again old friend, meet again
Said I'll be waitin', but until then
Roll on freight train, Roll on bright
Roll on big train, let that whistle whine and sink into the night
So he asked me, so he asked me
What keeps you right here so tied up and true?
So he asked me, so he asked me
Have your roots grown that far into the ground?
I said I don't know, now it's time to go
Roll on freight train, Roll on bright
Roll on big train, let that whistle whine and sink into the night
Keep your ears off the ground
and your head outta the sky
If I don't make it back don't sit and wonder why
I'm still waitin, but until then
Roll on freight train, Roll on bright
Roll on big train, let that whistle whine and sink into the night
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9. |
Whiskey Blues
04:02
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My baby's shootin whiskey again
She's been gone since I don't when
My baby's shootin whiskey again
I called the hotel bar last night
Said "she was here there was a great big fight"
Bottles breakin' all over the place
She took a shot and she was on her way
My baby's shootin whiskey again
She's been gone since I don't when
My baby's shootin whiskey again
So I thought I'd try the edge of town
I went down and took a look around
A mile behind her when I hit the door
They said "I've never seen a broad that can drink like that before'
My baby's shootin whiskey again
She's been gone since I don't when
My baby's shootin whiskey again
I caught up to her at sunrise
She could barely stand and it was no surprise
Took a while to get her on her way
She'd been drinkin' for 5 days straight
My baby's shootin whiskey again
She's been gone since I don't when
My baby's shootin whiskey again
It ain't easy (it ain't easy)
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Midnight Train
03:00
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I was a low-down late night gambler
If there was cards I'd lay my money down
Even the best in the West can be beat by
A cheatin' fat cat from the East
Now I'm ramblin' till they catch up with me
Yes I'm ridin' on that midnight train
So don't tell me where I'm goin
Don't ask me where I've been
Just burn my body and spend my money
Forget me when I die
No I'm ramblin' long as my two legs can stand
Yes I'm ridin' on that midnight train
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Long Black Cadillac
04:43
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There are some people who think they got it made
They say you can't be happy without some bills to pay
Me I'm a little different, I just like what I got
A little more than a little, less than a lot
So go and buy yourself a big house
Go and buy yourself a long black cadillac
Tell yourself it's nothin'
You can pay em back
When it's rainin' dollar bills
Go on out and get your fill
I'll be alright to watch from inside
Cause gettin' rich ain't on my mind
Now there are some people that do as best they can
You can tell em by their big hearts and callas hands
See em out on Friday night after the work week's gone
Where they know that it's cheap to drink and free to sing along
When it's rainin' dollar bills
Go on out and get your fill
I'll be alright to watch from inside
Cause gettin' rich ain't on my mind
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12. |
Travelin' Friend
03:13
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See I'm a long way from home I know
You said Colorado ain't no place for a boy on his own
You took me by the hand my travelin' friend
Killin' time was the perfect crime to do
Sharin' cigarettes and walkin' round was nothin' new to you
Let's pray this never ends my travelin' friend
I'm close to home now I can see the open fields
So I'll whisper to myself and I'll click my boot heels
May your forget me now my travelin' friend
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Brett Conlin Bloomington, Illinois
Like many of his songwriting colleagues, Conlin started off playing in punk rock bands and slowly evolved into the self- reflecting persona he holds dear today.. A few chords and catchy melodies provide the soundtrack. Personal highs and lows, the increasing value of friendship and the helplessness of outliving your youth are all abundantly present in these songs. ... more
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