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Half Hearted
02:11
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There’s a half-hearted look in your eyes
You’ve stumbled on a loneliness
I’ve tried but I don’t know why
I can’t bring you light or lift you up
No matter how I’m holding you
I feel you giving up
You can’t seem to look me in the eyes
Now we move in different ways
There’s no glide in your step
The weight of something hangs on you
Some burden tied to the posts of the bed
When you lay your body next to mine
Do you dream of another?
The second hand sweeps the time
Into hours I know nothing of
You can’t seem to look me in the eyes
There’s a world that you’ve been longing for
A world that you’ve been drinking with
A world that I know nothing of
That’s the lie that I’ve been sleeping with
A world that I know nothing of
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2. |
Shoebox Scene
03:20
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I could say the sweetest things to you
While my bed goes up in flames
But instead I'm drinking
Singing sweetheart tunes
With any boy who knows my name
And the streets sing out in stereo
While you bleed your knuckles clean
I'm burning letters writing home
Trying to split this shoebox scene
So I keep country songs on my radio
A last ditch shot at keeping sane
I can't even keep a cup of coffee hot
Cold bitter blood runs through my veins
And I could say the sweetest things
I could say
And the streets sing out in stereo
While you bleed your knuckles clean
I'm burning letters writing home
Trying to split this shoebox scene
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3. |
Horses
03:34
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The last few months of the year have been hard
your hands dried from the salt
That note don’t give a damn for you
idle now to a fault
There’s a hangman’s curve coming down the road
I can feel you pulling from home
I won’t break my back to hold you back
or love you less when I’m alone
Kept your daddy’s flask clean and tucked away
Another Sunday kindles sundown in your veins
You’re running out the family line with the bars you claim
The horses come in pairs
The horses come in pairs against the reins
There’s a trick with your flame and the scars you left
your burns itch more than most
Sweating through sheets on frozen days
I spent years running down your ghost
I ain’t waiting on the days to change
a drink can’t change a thing
On auto-pilot in deafening silence
no fight tightens up the reins
Kept your daddy’s flask clean and tucked away
Another Sunday kindles sundown in your veins
You’re running out the family line with the bars you claim
The horses come in pairs
The horses come in pairs against the reins
The horses come in pairs against the reins
No you can’t set it down
No you can’t set it down
No you can’t set it down
No you can’t set it down
No you can’t
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4. |
Tell You Everything
02:50
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Baby, I can’t hardly sleep
All this drinking keeps getting the best of me
Wake up, I can’t hardly speak
Darlin I think I might tell you everything
I can’t pray, can’t come clean
I’m less than lonely on my knees
I’ve been holding back
I’ve been holding back
Don’t want to hurt you with the truth
But it ain’t love unless I do
I’ve been holding back
I’ve been holding back
I’ve been bare knuckle boxing in a losing match
Baby, I can’t hardly speak
Darlin I think I might tell you everything
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5. |
Tennessee Waltz
03:35
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Words and music by Redd Stewart and PeeWee King,
additional verse by Leonard Cohen
I was dancing with my darling
To the Tennessee Waltz
When an old friend I happened to see
I introduced him to my loved one
And while they were dancing
My friend stole my sweetheart from me
I remember the night and the Tennessee Waltz
When I think of how much I have lost
Yes I lost my loving darling
The night they were playing
The beautiful Tennessee Waltz
Now she goes dancing with the darkness
To the Tennessee Waltz
And I feel like I’m falling apart
It’s stronger than drink
And it’s deeper than sorrow
This darkness she left in my heart
I remember the night and the Tennessee Waltz
When I think of how much I have lost
Yes I lost my loving darling
The night they were playing
The beautiful Tennessee Waltz
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6. |
Baby, You
02:46
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Everything I touch falls apart
So I loosened my grip on your heart
I was true to you as I could be
Now I don't know what's left of me
Baby, you
Baby, you
Well I guess you always knew
All the ways you could undo me
When you push me away from you
Don't call my name when I keep moving
Baby, you
Baby, you
Baby, you
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Buckets
03:08
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I’ve learned trouble comes like rain
I can pull the shade and wait for the clouds to break
Or I can boot up in the mud and fight for my name
Knowing that it’s heartache either way
See I fell in love pulling punches
I never had the stomach for a fight
Now I’m counting breaths and bloody knuckles
To ease the ache of what’s left behind
I could smell smoke before I saw flames
She set the whole thing ablaze
Now I’m upside down and filled with hate
Top off my buckets with the weight
It’s been a year since I’ve known her desire
The first and fifteenth paycheck for hire
I’ve seen the teeth of one too many liars
To linger in a frying pan, scared of the fire
I could smell smoke before I saw flames
She set the whole thing ablaze
Now I’m upside down and filled with hate
Top off my buckets with the weight
I could smell smoke before I saw flames
She set the whole thing ablaze
Now I’m upside down and filled with hate
Top off my buckets with the weight
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8. |
Get Your Gun
05:08
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Get your gun
Sign the papers
I won't run from fools or traitors
Get your gun
Break my heart
Brand new start
Get your gun
Cast your stones
Even being lonely beats being alone
Get your gun
Break my heart
Brand new start
And I've wasted so much time
I've wasted so much time
You saw me coming from miles away
Swung for my heart just like swinging a blade
You made me wonder if I was the one
I was always the one
Get your gun
Walk right in
Wolves are sheep in the end
And I've wasted so much time
I've wasted so much time
You took the promises out of my mouth
You were a poison I couldn't spit out
You made me wonder if I was the one
I was always the one
You saw me coming from miles away
Swung for my heart just like swinging a blade
You made me wonder if I was the one
I was always the one
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9. |
Better Past
03:14
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When you pound your chest leave the rest for me
When you skin your knees I will drag you to your feet
Hold me in your heart
I can fall asleep in your arms
When you clear your throat to shout above the cars
I will close my eyes to the pain that you can cause
Hold me in your heart
I can fall asleep in your arms
But it’s not pretty
It’s not warm
It won’t steer you north to safety in a raging storm
It’s ragged
And it’s cold
It’s three cracked ribs from a punch you took a week ago
No we can’t outrun the shadows that we cast
Only fools fight for a better past
Now the nights are short and the threads in us are worn
Rest can wait cause I’m shaken at the core
Hold me in your heart
I can fall asleep in your arms
But it’s not pretty
It’s not warm
It won’t steer you north to safety in a raging storm
It’s ragged
And it’s cold
It’s three cracked ribs from a punch you took a week ago
No we can’t outrun the shadows that we cast
Only fools fight for a better past
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10. |
You Talked Me Up
03:36
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You said I was tough
Yeah you really talked me up
I was a fool
To listen to you
No Wildwood Flower
No Acony Bell
Could weather a winter
Could shake off a dry spell
Do me a favor
Don’t mention my name
I’m down in the dogwood
Got the run of this place
I got some bad blood
Keeps me awake
I’m back above water
But I’m still afraid
I may wait on salvation
But I’ll never believe
There’s always a reason
Or mansion for me
You said I was tough
Yeah you really talked me up
I was a fool
To listen to you
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11. |
Lucky
04:30
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I know I’m lucky, I’ve hardly known heartache
But I’ve given up on giving more than I can take
No I couldn’t steer the wheel with my foot on the brake
But I’ll be damned to know a lifetime
Of living out your mistakes
I know you’re lucky, you’ve hardly known heartache
You can stop a man dead in his tracks, keep him wide awake for days
Lord knows I’ve fought sleep and dark dreams spinning on your games
Yet I’m longing for those long late nights
I kissed your face
And my heart will burn and burn and burn
Do me a favor, don’t mention my name
Do me a favor, don’t mention my name
When I’m back above water, I’ll have the run of this place
When I’m back above water, I’ll have the run of this place
I know we’re lucky, we’d hardly known heartache
Oh sure we’d heard about the plight of man and all his earthly pain
But the world feels small when the walls are falling and you’re pulling up your stakes
And I’m longing for those long late nights I lost my way
And my heart will burn and burn and burn
Do me a favor, don’t mention my name
Do me a favor, don’t mention my name
When I’m back above water, I’ll have the run of this place
When I’m back above water, I’ll have the run of this place
If I’m being honest, to care less for you is more than you deserve
If I’m still being honest, my heart will burn and burn and burn and burn
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12. |
200 Waltzes
03:54
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(for katie ray)
I drink my whiskey with God’s clean air
Make hospital corners with a carpenter’s square
I’ll draw you a map to the coast on the back of your hand
Haul ass cross the desert like any hot-blooded man
No I won’t sing softly where you are concerned
Won’t make excuses for the lessons I’ve learned
I’ll drop you a line when I’m headed back West
I know y’all love Jesus, but y’all he loves me best
No I can’t tell memories from dreams
Can’t tell the land from the sea
You can’t tell me from a dove in the loving arms of the Lord
Just look at the places I’ve been
Shake hands with the man I fell in love with
No you can’t tell me from a dove in the loving arms of the Lord
Just one tin of tallow, an old looking glass
A good pair of boots and an eye on the past
You can two-step to Austin in the bright Texas sun
I’ve danced two hundred waltzes but you were always the one
No I can’t tell memories from dreams
Can’t tell the land from the sea
You can’t tell me from a dove in the loving arms of the Lord
No I can’t tell memories from dreams
Or Galveston from Galilee
No you can’t tell me from a dove in the loving arms of the Lord
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