1. |
Country On My Mind
03:32
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Came down from the hills
North by northwest
Green around the gills
And easy to impress
The urge of youth
Pruned the family tree
Roots of generations
Weren't stopping me
Headed for the coast
Desperate for a change
But the city's full of shadows
And everyone's estranged
Crowds of people
You'll never meet
Flowing by
Staring at their feet
Chorus:
Try to push it down
But it's worse all the time
Stuck in the city
With the country on my mind
The city doesn't sleep
And neither do I
Doing all I can
And barely scraping by
Locked in a cycle
I can't seem to break
A dozen cups of coffee
Hardly keeps me awake
Chorus
Put in twenty years
Saving every dime
Counted every breath
Just to pass the time
All this time away
Searching for a home
Only to double back
To where I came from
Chorus
Chorus
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2. |
Gone
02:53
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Rock salt and shovels
Ain't breaking through the ice
That's encased my heart
Since you stopped playing nice
Chorus:
You broke me down again
And I ain't getting up
You filled the emptiness
But this time I've had enough
Flowers, cards and candy
Ain't touching what you've done
No one see the damage
We don't talk to anyone
Chorus
Counting all week on going out
Then you took a double shift
You came home early half in the bag
And then you started in
Chorus
I'll be gone when you get up
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3. |
Restlessness
03:13
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My best friends
They don't say much
Don't have to, it ain't their job
Just being there
Living those moments
It's why we have that bond
Late July
Cut the lights on 66
140 miles an hour
Passengers
Frozen to their seats
We just laughed til hurt
Restlessness
Pure abandon
The things that made us kids
Never died
Deep inside me
But in you I guess they did
In you I guess they did
Reaching back
For the reasons
That we made it this far
Brings up things
That we pushed down
Hid under the scars
Perfect days
Laying in the waterfalls
No one underneath could know
Soak it in
It's never gonna be the same
Once you got some weight in tow
Restlessness
Pure abandon
The things that made us kids
Never died
Deep inside me
But in you I guess they did
In you I guess they did
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4. |
All In
03:28
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Stopped running
But I ain't settling down
Just in it
All goes south
Plan to fight instead
And get in your head
Sort through that sea
To you heart
You don't expect a landslide
It happens too fast
Can't stop
Once it begins
Wasn't planning a detour
But now I can't walk away
I guess at this point
I'm all in
I guess at this point
I'm all in
Stopped using
My past as a shield
Denying
What I feel
I'm turning around
Seeing differently now
The sum
Is more than it's parts
You don't expect a landslide
It happens too fast
Cant stop
Once it begins
Wasn't planning a detour
But now I can't walk away
I guess at this point
I'm all in
I guess at this point
I'm all in
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5. |
Cold Frosty/Devil
05:10
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6. |
Ain't Coming Back
03:59
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Well I waited for years
For something to change
I may be a downer
Least I'm not insane
It's time to face the truth
It's just a matter of fact
The good times are gone and they
Ain't coming back
Chorus:
They ain't coming back
No, they ain't coming back
The good times are gone and they
Ain't coming back
You've taken my time
Left me with pain
Tore up the place
Said I was to blame
Lucky for me
They've seen you overreact
The good times are gone and they
Ain't coming back
Chorus
You take the stuff
I'm hitting the road
Don't want to be there
When you finally explode
This is the end
Don't fake a panic attack
The good times are gone and they
Ain't coming back
Chorus
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7. |
Wild Rose
03:36
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The path to her grave
Goes unmaintained
The brambles and the laurels
Frame the yard
In the darkest place you find
No monument or shrine
But a solitary flower
Stands en garde
So tonight we think of those
Lived life like the Wild Rose
Running, climbing where they will
They harden off fast and grow
And the lesson I suppose
Your time is short so get your fill
No footsteps to be seen
Suspicious lack of green
In the woods around
Her simple tomb
No sun can penetrate
That quiet, lonesome place
Yet still that little flower
Sets to bloom
So tonight we think of those
Lived life like the Wild Rose
Running, climbing where they will
They harden off fast and grow
And the lesson I suppose
Your time is short so get your fill
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8. |
Foxtrot Union
05:16
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A dozen men on my lawn
Setup camp just before dawn
Taking aim at my friends
Life long neighbors and their kids
Chorus:
And it's gonna be a long day
Waiting around, waiting for it to go down
And it's gonna be a long time
Til we see them again
They ain't the types to give in
The cops had papers from the court
Take them out as a last resort
No one's saying what they did
Must've been big for a response like this
Chorus
Deadly silence coats the scene
Flash of movement behind the screens
Teams move in give the sign
Smoke pours out from inside
A crack of thunder and it's all done
Took them out except for one
And as they dragged him through the ruins
Heard him screaming Foxtrot Union
Foxtrot Union
Foxtrot Union
Foxtrot Union
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9. |
Close To The Vest
02:37
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If I come off as unfriendly
It's just because my trust
Has been worked over
And it's starting to rust
Some things you learn the hard way
So now I do my best
To keep my opinions
Close to the vest
You coulda, woulda, shoulda, didn't
One too many times
I can't, I wont, I don't wanna
Hear your sorry lies
It's been more times
Than I care count
So, hey, why don't you
Count me out.....
I know you feel that I've
Done you wrong
Let me remind you
I'm the one you cheated on
Yeah I'm hot under the collar
But I'll take it as a test
To keep my opinions
Close to the vest
You coulda, woulda, shoulda, didn't
One too many times
I can't, I wont, I don't wanna
Hear your sorry lies
It's been more times
Than I care count
So, hey, why don't you
Count me out.....
Yeah I'm hot under the collar
But I'll take it as a test
To keep my opinions
Close to the vest
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10. |
Lost Not Found
04:14
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Life's piling up around me
Push back but can't hardly breathe
It's tough to hide in the shadows
When you wear it all on your sleeve
Chorus:
Treading in deep water
The current's pulling me down
I'd like to think that I'll make it
But right now I'm lost not found
Right Now I'm lost not found
Maybe I'll see you tomorrow
It probably won't work out today
I'm desperate for your company
But I can't have you see me this way
Chorus
I'm not the type for surprises
But there came the knock at the door
I couldn't face the consequences
Won't returns the calls anymore
Chorus
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11. |
Gospel Plow
03:20
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12. |
1000 Miles
04:55
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When the winter's dragging on
It can damn near last forever
When the darkness grows
More than you can take
Feel the pull of the ocean
Hear the sound of the break
In the static on the radio
When you're hardly awake
Gotta sinking feeling
I made an awful mistake
Now I'm dreaming of you
1000 miles away
Now I'm dreaming of you
1000 miles away
When the summer heat is on
It's easy to complain
The dust is everywhere
Can't remember the last rain
Feel the pull of the ocean
Hear the sound of the break
In the static on the radio
When you're hardly awake
Gotta sinking feeling
I made an awful mistake
Now I'm dreaming of you
1000 miles away
Now I'm dreaming of you
1000 miles away
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The Rambling Kind Easthampton, Massachusetts
The Rambling Kind plays their own take on bluegrass and country music. Playing a diverse variety of original songs, bluegrass standards, and rocking fiddle tunes, their music is a breath of fresh air in the world of traditional bluegrass and sits in a unique pocket where songs of murder and outlaws fit with tender waltzes. ... more
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