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I'm a slow taker but I'm a fast walker 3X
And no news is good news and your blues is my blues
And what I tell you isn't much of a surprise
They divorced when I was seven
And we didn't waste a tear
He left my mom in fear
But we all grew up and strong
I searched him when I was twenty
Cause I thought I'd love him plenty
But I told him Go To Hell
And ran away
Then I ran into this girl
And we spent a life together
I thought it'd last forever
Then she took the other way
She lost the ring I gave her
But I really guess she sold it
So I scratched her from my arm
And ran away
This time we said 'I Do'
But the baby died inside
All I could was hide
So I left her on the bed
I cried myself a mirror
Then I almost had to puke
I spat into the pool
And ran away
I'm a slow taker but I'm a fast walker 3X
And no news is good news and your blues is my blues
And what I tell you isn't much of a surprise
And no news is good news and my blues is your blues
And what you tell me isn't much of a surprise
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Poem "Love's Secret" by William Blake (1757-1827)
Never seek to tell thy love,
Love that’s never told can be;
For the gentle wind doth move
Silently, invisibly.
I told my love, I told my love,
I told her all my heart,
Trembling cold, in ghastly fears.
Ah! She did depart!
Soon after she was gone from me,
A traveller came by,
Silently, invisibly:
He took her with a sigh.
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Poor Ol' Boy
04:09
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I turn around and kick you in the ass
I leave you with yourself and have another glass
I watch you from the corner of my eye
And very much advise you not to try
Guys like you deserve it and are lame
Makes me feel weird and awesome at the same
You find me hangin’ out with just my girl
You’re standing in my back and wave your flag
We know you must be desperate but we don't care
Get yourself together and stop to stare
And take your money, spend it at the corner of the street
But get the fuck outta here and don't bother me
I know it can be easy to find a girl
Those tomcat nights when you’re feeling like a squirrel
But right here, right now is the wrong place and time
Another try and I kick you in the eye
I am ready to fight for my dame
Makes me feel weird and awesome at the same
My lady she's with me and that's for sure
I love her ‘cause she's pretty and mature
And I believe that there is not a blur
Otherwise I wouldn't fight for her
If she leaves me you are not to blame
Makes me feel weird and awesome at the same
So take your money, spend it at the corner of the street
But get the fuck outta here and don't bother me
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Street Beat
04:04
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Baby, it’s cold outside
It rained all night
He didn’t call you up
And the sun stays outta sight
You don’t leave the house
He is heading South
You’re sitting by the telephone
And your dwelling in your private zone
So shoulder your best friend and come along
Bring all your grief and trade it for a song
And dance to the Street Beat
Dance to the Street Beat
Dance to the Street Beat with me
You better movin’ on and do your thing
Is he really coming back
Or is he with a brand new fling
You don’t have to worry, girl
Just come on out, watch my show
I’ll be taking care of you
And do what he’s not supposed to know
So shoulder your best friend and come along
bring all your grief and trade it for a song
And dance to the Street Beat
Dance to the Street Beat
Sway to the Street Beat with me
Dance to the Street Beat
Dance to the Street Beat when your boy is the lame
Street Beat, before you go insane
Let me help you make it through the night
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Permablues
04:00
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Never believed in sunshine
Never shook hands with the sun
Never took her for granted
Never took her for fun
Always deceived, never believed
I could find a rose without a thorn
Never looked at smiles
Never trusted a friendly face
Never returned an affection
Never entered the chase
Always deceived, never believed
I could find a rose without a thorn
Your cries and youth
Like pebbles in my shoes
Make me short of clues
Or an acceptable truth
But I'll let you shine tonight
To ease my Permablues
Grew up on the dark side
I'm a child of the moon
I got used to the cold
And grew old way too soon
Always deceived, never believed
I could find a rose without a thorn
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Well, I got five bucks in my pocket
And I haven't changed in days
Got half a chocolate bar left
I need a man who pays
I got more time than money
And I can sell everybody's honey
I got this drum to beat on
And I wear a hammer on my waist
I can deal with scales and letters
Got my talents on display
One chance is all that matters
I got the skills to pay my bills
GIMME THAT JOB
I run around like a headless chicken
And I smoked my last cigar
I called up every kitchen
Every funeral home and bar
I can work part-time underground
And I can burn the midnight oil
I'm used to work for meals and tips
It's a town on acid soil
But then I got this gig tonight
I just walked in with my guitar
And figured he was different from the mob
All I said was: GIMME THAT JOB
Well, I’m a man with hands and feet
I got my brains and I got my dreams
I got these strings to pull in time
I got my tongue to sing in rhymes
I wanna take my girl to Rio
And I wanna buy her a new coat
So don't forget the tip jar
For the sake of my sore throat
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Sail Away (to Jack Ass)
04:17
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Perfect time is not perfect time
Baby, didn't we agree
Every new love is another live, yeah
How about eternity
What we’ve been is what we're made of
Baby, aren't we aware
Every new love is forever
Every loss too hard to bear
So take a rusty razor
Scratch your name across my back
For this wound will never heal
For this love I’ll always feel
And then sail away from me
Your name I’ll never see
Until the day I’ll break my neck
Every dream is everlasting
Honey, aren't we the same
Seven lives is what we all got
Every lover leaves a stain
Isn't change what keeps us moving
Isn't love what we get paid
Are we satisfied or searching
Isn't passion our bait
Until you go and marry Jack!
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Crooked Frame
02:38
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A white piece of paper
A fresh sheet of linen
Like the first day of snow
Like an egg in your hand
An untouched candle
Fresh paint on the wall
Like the smell of a brand new car
You wish me love and I wish you the same
So don't hang your straight door
In my crooked frame
Like a new hotel room
The Sunday paper
The first page of a book
A jump in a pool
Like the first beer of the night
Like love at first sight
The first kiss and the first fight
You wish me love and I wish you the same
So don't hang your straight door
In my crooked frame
Like you just brushed your teeth
Stepped out of the shower
Like a tall glass of water
And a fresh set of clothes
Like a new pair of shoes
A brand new hair cut
Like a new remodeled nose
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Joe Stone New York, New York
Joe Stone & BlackforestBlues
Hailing from the South of Germany - not Bavaria, the other
South, by the river's bend, the BlackForest, the California of Germany, if you will - inspired by the tales of the brothers Grimm and the beat of the Cuckoo Clocks, moving to New York City felt like a punch to his gut. But guitar, pen and paper helped a lot. Brooklyn still kicks his assimilation...
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