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Angeline
05:28
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I got two pieces of my heart that’s breakin
And you, you been livin on this life you’ve taken
We’re new, We’re shiny and we’re new
So go get your gun and claim what you’ve won right now
Go get your gun and claim what you’ve won right now
Go get your gun
Got our minds made up this city’s comin round
Gonna make this pile of nothing into a shiny, pretty town
There’s a hotel here for Peter and a college there for Paul
Gonna watch them buildings chase the sky, gonna make em big and tall
With a fire in our bellies and a passion in our souls
Latest fashions on the corner where the new can bury old
We are headed out west where the gold is rushin down
Pushin bones into their graveyards where they cannot make a sound
But don’t you ask bout Princess Angeline
She don’t know bout what she’s talkin, she don’t know bout what she’s seen
There’s a brand new city risin through the wilderness and the trees
So don’t be talkin, don’t be speakin, don’t be thinkin about Princess Angeline
We got no need now for moonlight see the city lights our way
Horses ain’t for ridin bareback now they’re haulin city sleighs
Traded blankets and some fabric for this land that dressed in green
Nothin left of all the natives only stubborn Angeline
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2. |
Dreamer
04:59
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If I was a farmer I’d plant me a garden
With wheat spun in fields of gold
With blankets of emerald green fistfuls of lettuce
And daggers of orange colored carrots in rows
If I was a pilot I’d buy me an airplane
And fly to the nations of old
With wings for my father’s homeland in Dakota
And mama’s sky blue Grecian waters foretold
There’s a hole in the sky where the dreamers can fly
To the places they’re longing to go
If you’re dreamin out loud with your head in a cloud
Find that dirt path to Graceland and follow the road
If I was a mother I’d love me a daughter
To have and most surely to hold
I’d tell her the world’s made of shadows and angels
And mirrors reflections reject what they’re told
If I was a writer I’d write me a love song
With ashes of burnin souls
With mountains of longing and valleys of sorrows
And ten thousand birds that would carry love home
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3. |
Funny Man
03:36
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Funny man walks with a limp with his hand on his hip
Tellin you a joke about growin up broke are you laughin now
He walks in the room with his hand on a broom
Sweepin up the dirt from a life of hurt are you laughin now
Mmmm are you laughin now
The Funny man strolls into town with his world burnin down
Tellin you a joke about the clouds of smoke are you laughin now
He lends you a hand from the small plot of land
Surrounded by the sea he thinks he’s sailin free are you laughin now
OOooh are laughin now
The funny man smiles with a grin with his world cavin in
He’s howlin at the moon and at the stars in June are you laughin now
He’s got nothing inside, nothing left of his pride
He’s given it away he ain’t here to stay are you laughin now
Oooh are you laughin now
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4. |
Something Proud
05:18
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There's a fire, in my chest tonight
Must be something that just ain't right
And all the words that I've heard they cut like a knife from you
Where's the dream that we shared
How the pieces have fallen it just ain't fair
All alone in my head I'm feelin blue
Let me go, to my father's house I know
That there's an angel there who calls my name out loud
Let me feel that the holy ghost is real
Cause there's an angel there who calls my name out loud
So take this broken dream and leave with something proud
There's a sadness that's hangin round
It's a deafening fear that makes no sound
And all the words that I've heard they cut like a knife from you
Watch me go can you hear my prayer
All the regret and shame as it fills the air
All alone in my head I'm feelin blue
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5. |
Aint So Quiet
03:04
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How'd he find me all by myself
How'd he find me all by myself
Well I traded his freedom
for these shackles of mine
I tossed out the humble
for a pile of my pride
That's how he found me all by myself
Gonna trade in this silver for gold
Gonna trade in this silver for gold
I been saving these pennies
for a piece of the pie
Can't find nothing of value
ain't too pricey to buy
Gonna trade in this silver for gold
Ain't so quiet inside my head
Ain't so quiet inside my head
It’s so heavy a burden
such a burden to bear
Gonna take all these thoughts
and hope they settle somewhere
Ain't so quiet inside my head
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6. |
No Good
03:57
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In the land of the free
And the home of the brave
I done sold my soul
Made myself a slave
He said "You look you so pretty"
Said "You look so fine"
Said he'd give you some money
Said he'd give you wine
But he ain't no good, good, Lord
No he ain't no good, good, Lord
Now you lie in the stable
And you feast with the swine
And you ain't his baby
And this ain't your time
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7. |
Cannery Row
03:18
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See I’m heavy on the nightshift
And I’m weary bout lots of things
Been haulin these boxes way too long
And I’m cannin my dreams
Thinkin bout the way you talk
The way you breathe
And I’m hearin this voice inside my head
That’s callin for me
See I’m makin my move now
Cause she’s smiling at me
They said don’t be coy she’s got a boy
And he’s planned out her dreams
But I got this feelin
Things ain’t what they seem
And I’m hearin this voice inside my head
That’s callin for me
Don’t make a move now, a move now, a move
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8. |
Sins of the Father
04:58
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Come out of those trees you've been hidin' in all your life
Been moving too fast so slowly it ain't never been right
Oh how deep the sins of the father left a scar upon my soul
And I'm prayin that I'll be made whole
So with everything inside me I'm tryin to find my way
You're the best and the worst before me, my friend
And I'm dying for the crazy notion that I could right your every wrong
And I'm praying, that this moment will make me whole again
Your words are a blazing fire been burnin the path you've laid
With your flag flyin high as you're leading the big crusade
But I'm no longer riding behind you, you no longer have control
And I'm praying that I'll be made whole
There's no peace in this land I’ve come from there's no place I can call my home
So I wander...this barren land alone
But no matter how hard I’m tryin all those years have taken their toll
And I'm prayin that I'll be made whole
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9. |
In Color
04:14
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We pick ourselves up no we can't look down
There's nobody livin in this one horse town
And you ain't gonna break me when I fall
Cause even when I'm wounded I'm still gonna crawl
Cause I see in color and you see in black and white
I see in color and you see in black and white
What your daddy done wrong I could have made right
But you chose the darkness 'stead of light
Cause I see in color and you see in black and white now
You gave me just a moment of your time
It's too big of a mountain for you to climb
You cried me a river of your love
And now you're sinkin in and I'll rise above
And all the promises that you made
And all the promises that you made
Oh and all of the promises that you made
And you and I begin to fade out
To fade out now
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Sarah Gerritsen and the Shadow Catchers Seattle, Washington
The music of Sarah Gerritsen and the Shadow Catchers is written with a stirring narrative quality that speaks of a life well lived; tinged with the depths of mournful grief, and colored by the zeal of joyfulness. With vibrant profundity, lush three part vocal harmonies, and powerful soulfulness they infuse compelling storytelling and take Folk/Americana to uncharted territory. ... more
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