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Orange Coastline
05:28
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There's a child waitin' by a mailbox
Lookin' up, wishin' his legs would grow
He looks around for somethin' to stand on
But everything is covered with snow
There's a green recycle bin lyin' nearby
And if it's turned upside-down, well it works fine
And that's what he discovered without any help at all
It's amazing what you can do if you just try
And if you keep your eyes on the orange coastline
Taken by the crimson sky
Don't lose track of where you're goin'
And don't forget to say goodbye
Don't lose track
Of where you're at right now
There's a bottle of wine sittin' on my desk now
It's been sittin' for quite some time
Waitin' for an occasion, somethin' special
It's been waitin' for quite a while
And if you keep your eyes on the orange coastline
Taken by the velvet sky
Don't lose track of where you're goin'
And don't forget to say goodbye
Don't lose track
Of where you're at right now
When the coal was gone we burned the paddles
The sails, the mast, and the figurehead
We spotted land in early afternoon
And I ran home to find my bed
And if you keep your eyes on the orange coastline
Taken by the crimson sky
Don't lose track of where you're goin'
And don't forget to say goodbye
Don't lose track
Of where you're at right now
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2. |
Proper Attire
04:15
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Locked inside this prison cell
Way too broke to pay my way for bail
I'm just sittin' in a corner
Tryin' to avoid that awful smell
There's a convicted convict in the cell next door
And I left my pistol in the bedroom drawer
But then they lifted me to a back room
And in walks a woman in a business suit
She's got the look of a lady of fire
And fire is hot and with the proper attire, it's
The inspector was beautifully ruthless
Acusin' me of bendin' the truth
I told her if I was gonna lie
Woman you know I wouldn't lie to you
A smile crept across her face
And suddenly I knew I was in her good graces
She coulda dropped the dime, but instead we spent our time
Runnin' the bases, if you know what I mean
Lady Love
Lady Love
I wanna know what you see with those fiery eyes
Lady Love
Lady Love
I wanna know what you see with those fiery eyes
Just call me back tomorrow, cause tonight I've been hypnotized
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3. |
Fallow
03:05
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Cracked sidewalks, shattered pavement
Clearing smoke, an emptied cartridge
Burning leaves, and empty expressions
Hollow trees, you're turning green
I can't believe the devastation
left behind on the forest floor
With taciturn lining
Fields swallowed whole, though its fallow still it's cold
Kneel against the lightning;
An electrified example of a silhouette in smoke
Burn the candle from both ends,
I cannot see around the bend
But if I could, I might jump ship
It's sinkin' in, so deep wthin
My consciousness is waerin' thin
But I can't see beyond my eyes
With taciturn lining
Fields swallowed whole, though its fallow still it's cold
Kneel against the lightning;
An electrified example of a silhouette in smoke
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4. |
Kansas City Shuffle
03:17
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Well baby you know I'll miss you
And you know that it's true
I don't write these songs for nothin,
Well, yeah I do,
But still I'll miss you
And I dunno when I'll be back
So love me 'til the mornin'
My bag's already packed
Well this freight train's a comin'
It's bearin' down the tracks
I better but my feet to runnin'
Cause I'm runnin' out of slack,
You know I'll miss you
But just the same I gotta go
I can't stay another evenin'
I gotta hit that gravel road
Well I was walkin' down the highway
By exit thirty-one
I saw headlights in the distance
So I held out my thumb
Somehow I got picked up
By a lovely young brunette
We drove off into the mornin'
In her daddy's new corvette
Well when we stopped for breakfast
I asked her where she's from
She said her family lives in Memphis,
but she was movin' on
She stoke the car keys
And a box of jewelry for the way
She said her friends are like cigarettes
And she just couldn't shake the taste
Well down in Kansas City
By the old Missouri line
We got picked up by the police
and I was facin' time
But then she kissed me
And I coulda sworn it'd be alright
But then they pulled me away
And they locked my cell up tight
Well sixteen hours later
I saw her walk back in
She walked straight to the counter
Then she turned to me and grinned,
She'd sold a necklace
To get me out
Well the cops took the vette
We stole a Mustang anyhow
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5. |
Moonlight
02:53
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I saw the footprints of a bluesharp
on a lonely peaceful night
I began trailin' him
when the sun went out of sight
Lit by moonlight,
I caught a glimpse about an hour ago
Then he turned and ran,
he played a song, this is how it goes:
I've got the echoes of a bluesharp
ringing in my ears
There's another footprint, now
I must be gettin' near
I can't wait to find him,
I gotta hear what he"s gotta say
He older and wiser,
and he really knows how to play
I saw the footprints of a bluesharp
on a lonely peaceful night
I began trailin' him
when the sun went out of sight
When I finally found him,
he looked at me and said "ya already know"
Then he turned and ran,
he played a song, this is how it goes:
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6. |
Folk Song #17
01:58
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7. |
Summer to Spring
03:36
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Seven years and sixteen days ago I met you
I made that number up cause I don't give a damn
All I know is that I'll love you forever
Forever, I'll be there to hold your hand
I can't wait to wake up by your side
Every mornin' for the rest of my life
Someone to share this life with, to have and to hold
Someone to laugh with as we grow old
From summer to spring and fall to winter
I'll be there to pull your splinters
And kiss where it hurts til it don't hurt no more
I wanna be there when you smile
Forever and a while to hold your hand
Here we sit together on our back porch
Watchin' the lightning as the storm rolls in
I can't think of any place I'd rather be
Although, it don't matter where I am as long as you're with me
From summer to spring and fall to winter
I'll be there to pull your splinters
And kiss where it hurts til it don't hurt no more
I wanna be there when you smile
I wanna match you mile for mile
I wanna see your pretty face
For the rest of my days and hold your hand
Seven years and sixteen days ago I met you
I made that number up cause I don't give a damn
All I know is that I'll love you forever
Forever, I'll be there to hold your hand
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8. |
Capo 4th Fret
03:32
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Flat faced houses line the streets
and with a word they turn their backs upon the tenants,
a menace to the melody that
rides upon the streetcar,
over the overpass and down along the freeway
that leads off to another place where
It's all relative
to weather conditions are the same,
and then the news descends the staircase
The leaves change color as if they know,
aware that their season's almost over,
a sobering reminder that the
world continues turning,
movin' at a steady pace along its given freeway,
creating patterns and melodies where
It's all relative
to whether conditions are the same,
and then the news descends the staircase
It's all relative
to weather conditions are the same,
and then the news descends the staircase
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9. |
If I never see you
04:14
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Well there's a rusty boat floatin' by an old wooden dock
Well I guess you'd call in floatin', but it looks like it got stuck
And in the hull there's a hammer, along with the debris
Of the years gone past, maybe two or three or maybe more
And as the sun goes down he finds himself awake
Thinkin' bout the things that he can't go back and change
Cause it's all gone and done with and written in the book
And I dunno who keeps it, I never bothered to look
I figure it's all taken care of, and for granted it may seem
But I'll cross that bridge when I come to it, and enjoy the time between now and then
And if I never see you
I wish you all the best, my friend
Well he's got a silver dollar on a pedestal at home
With a light shone upon it like a spotlight on a throne
It reminds him what he's there for as he's countin' down the days
Well he never meant to be here, but he can't seem to pull away anymore
So his boat's just rustin' way back in the woods
Of some land that he'd acquired back when the real estate was good
He'd been there once or twice, built a dock on a pond
He lost track of a hammer, never found where it had gone, but I've been there
And if I never see you
That doesn't mean that I don't care
Well I ran into a friend that I hadn't seen in years
I saw him at the bar and we had a couple beers
He told me he'd been married, had an ex-wife and two kids
And his attention was divided, he said he really missed the gigs
He looked at me and smiled, there's somethin' to be said
For livin' in a van you can park by the liquor shed every now and then
And if I never see you
I wish you all the best, my friend
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10. |
Jack of all trades
02:40
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I'm a regular jack of all trades
But my bargaining skills were always best in the bedroom
The other night I played cards with the spades
The other suits were out in L.A.
Oh, if I could only see the
overwhelming, undisputed truth
I might just know
That it all just boils down
Yesterday I took a ride on the train
And I watched the tracks 'til the sleepless fell away
The sky was dark, and it looked like rain
But the water dripped down to form a symphony of sound
Oh, if I could only see the
overwhelming, undisputed truth
I might just know
That it all just boils down
I'm a regular jack of all trades
But my bargaining skills were always best in the bedroom
The other night I played cards with the spades
The other suits were out in L.A.
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Anson Krekeler Los Angeles, California
I'm a folk & blues musician from Cincinnati, OH. I picked up a guitar at age fifteen and have been writing music ever since. I really enjoy telling stories through music and I'm currently traveling around the country with an acoustic guitar and a harmonica strap. Nuff said; hope you like what you hear.. ... more
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