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Sugargrass
03:19
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Look out the sky is falling down
Grey and blue rushing all around
Goodbye sunshine hello bar keep
Tell me a story fix me a drink
There is alcohol in the dew
You can lick it like sugar off grass leaves
And when you feel it dissolve into you
We enter a place where spiders spin candy
If we try we can lift it up
Have a drink from my broken cup
We can puff the clouds back into the skies
And float on them by the rest of time
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2. |
What I Make
03:05
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Mistakes- are what I make
Time and money they just take and take
But mistakes- I got handfuls
Trying to turn them into something beautiful
Woke from a dream the other night
Dreamt I had got it for once just right
And though I know it isn't true in some ways
It's bound to come out of me one of these days
But mistakes are what I make
Time and money they just take and take
Mistakes- I got handfuls
Trying to turn them into something beautiful
They say the road is long and it may never end
Still I don't know where or how it begins
I guess I'm on it though I can't see the signs
Or remember which exit is mine
So mistakes are what I make
Time and money they just take and take
Mistakes- I got handfuls
Trying to turn them into something beautiful
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3. |
Birdsong
03:06
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We've already been here before
Lest we choose to admit it'd be best just to quit it so long
And roadways all covered in sand
Takes us to places unwritten in our master plans
As sunshine dances in our eyes
Reflected light inside our minds
And moonshine fills the space between
As birdsong continues to sing
So strange it seems to me
Each little moment like its own eternity
And though things must always change
Simultaneously they all remain the same
As sunshine dances in our eyes
Reflected light inside our minds
And moonshine fills the space between
As birdsong continues to sing
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4. |
Across This Land
06:23
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I went walking down the road
I've been searching for a town called home
I'm leaving
It was September when we rolled to Santa Fe
I'd be gone in three days we'd said all there was to say
So we drank our beers and I smoked my cigarettes
And just like before we'd have our good times yet
So across this land I wandered forth
I've been working just to earn my worth
I'm coming home
Well McMurphy! Oh man I feel you
Who is crazy? Is it them or is it me?
People been talking thinking planning about growing old
It's just what you do you know at least that's what I'm told
Well I can't imagine growing old but I can always grow more free
Well I can't imagine growing old but I can always grow more free
A fish pitched up by the angry sea
I gasped on land and became me
And when I was young I was so gay and mean
And I drank and chased the girls just like young St. Augustine
And he got to be a saint so if I get to be one too
Please momma don't you faint
Well McMurphy! Oh man I feel you
Who is crazy? Is it them or is it me?
People been talking thinking planning about growing old
It's just what you do you know at least that's what I'm told
Well I can't imagine growing old but I can always grow more free
Well I can't imagine growing old but I can always grow more free
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5. |
Apologies
02:29
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Baby I'm sorry I did it again
Hurt you so bad, so deep within
I don't mean to hurt you seems all of the time
I can't get my head on straight or my heart aligned
So apologies
Apologies
I know you're gone this time
I killed a bird with a stone
No I'm left here feeling sad and alone
Ain't got no rhythm and no harmony
But it's all my fault and on that we agree
So apologies
Apologies
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6. |
Rivers Gotta Move
02:55
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Tigers gotta hunt
And a birds gotta fly
And man's gonna sit and wonder why why why
Tigers gotta sleep now sleep now
And that bird has got to land
And man's gonna tell himself that he understands
A fish has got to swim
Just like a rivers gotta move
And man's gonna tell himself that he's gonna make it through
A heart's gotta beat
Just like and eye has got to see
And man's gonna learn someday to just let some things be
Let them be
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7. |
You're The Moon
03:20
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Standing looking out over lava fields and pines
Copper red against blue skies
And you can see in the distance everything
White peaks of mountains above the clouds
And you can feel the breeze on your cheek
And smell the salt of the sea
And just one thing is all that remains
Sun down then we fly away
But who'll sing the lullabies for the stars
You know they're so busy
Busy shining for us tonight
Tell me you hear them oh tell me you do
I can't help myself I feel blue
And you're the moon tonight
But who'll sing the lullabies for the stars
You know they're so busy
Busy shining for us tonight
Tell me you hear them oh tell me you do
I can't help myself I feel blue
And you're the moon tonight
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8. |
Best Man Jim
04:56
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They say Big Jim's the best man around
To do the deed in this sorry old town
The roads are dusty and so are the panes
Of the windows and the faces looking down without shame
So c'mon c'mon c'mon
Take me to the river
C'mon c'mon c'mon
Take me to the river
To see a man die should spring some tears
But they'd been waiting for so many years
For something that they all once knew
To escape the fears that just grew and grew
So c'mon c'mon c'mon
Take me to the river
C'mon c'mon c'mon
Take me to the river
Jim marched right up those long stone steps
Through the door where the fat man sits
Counting his dollars and counting his time
Your time is up Jim said and it ain’t worth a dime
So c'mon c'mon c'mon
Take me to the river
C'mon c'mon c'mon
Take me to the river
You see my family they're not from anywhere but here
And since you showed up it's gotten worse I fear
Than ever expected and than ever before
So let's step outside and take care of this chore
So c'mon c'mon c'mon
Take me to the river
C'mon c'mon c'mon
Take me to the river
Years later Big Jim's an old man
Looking back on the life he'd had
He regrets the killing but not the prize
Because he can see the joy in his families' eyes
So c'mon c'mon c'mon
Take me to the river
C'mon c'mon c'mon
Take me to the river
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9. |
GCD Highway
02:58
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Seventy something going down the sixty-four
And I've never never seen the skies open up like this before
Horizons were always finite to me
But not tonight we just roll by white lines
She's got nicotine hygiene skin smooth like leather
And she just floats on her days like a bird on its feathers
And if you're looking for diamond there in her eyes
You got to be careful so you don't get caught in the mines
The poetry of poverty was pressed in the pages of the past
In the hills in the canyons their fires now turn to ash
And as we drive by at fabulous speeds
We can stir them up breathe them in
Unafraid to live again
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Postcards and fountain pens have gone out of style
We know how to write we just haven't for awhile
We spend miles like they're pennies
In fountains to throw away
And we couldn't be happier the sun's heading our way
La ti da ti da ti da ti da
La ti da de da de da de da
I used to know a man much older than I
He played the best songs 'til the day he up and died
And now he's pushing daisies in a field under a sky
But don't you cry baby
Words and earth never die
La ti da ti da ti da ti da
La ti da de da de da de da
Well I might be crazy but I'm not insane
And I might be lazy but I'm not inane
La ti da
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11. |
Written Paradise
04:53
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I wanted all things to seem to make some sense
So we could all be happy
Yes yes yes yes
Instead of tense
And I made up lies so that they all fit nice
And I turned this sad world into a paradise
And I would make up tunes for words I'd read
Because my tongue was tied and my brain was dead
But time ain't slowing the world keeps growing
And my mind is filled with things people would say
You know my mom would say son always put out good
You know the world is full of things that should
Be different and be better
And don't forget to sometimes write me a goddamn letter
I wanted all things to seem to make some sense
So we could all be happy
Yes yes yes yes
Instead of tense
And I made up lies so that they all fit nice
And I turned this sad world into a paradise
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12. |
Missin You
04:10
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When I was just two or three my dad he said to me
He said son what a life it will be
And don't forget that everything gets better in the morning
The sun always comes up
I hear the dew on the cotton leaves
I'm sitting here I can't find no relief
Because I'm missing you
I hear a barking dog an old coyote
I've been looking for you but I'm dead broke
On my knees
I've been missing you
We were just passing through
Thought I'd stop off and see you
It's been far too long
And as we ramble on and on just howling at the moon
I find my glass is raised to you
I hear the dew on the cotton leaves
I'm sitting here I can't find no relief
Because I'm missing you
I hear a barking dog an old coyote
I've been looking for you but I'm dead broke
On my knees
I've been missing you
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Luke Leek & The Crunchy Groove Machine Louisville, Kentucky
All songs written by Luke Leek.
Crunchy Groove Machine is:
Luke Leek-
acoustic guitar, vocals, harmonica
Neil Lucas-drums
Matt Kohorst-bass
Brian White-electric guitars
Blake Ross-Vocals, harmonica
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