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County Square
02:50
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The killer with the bristle on his lip
and the shiny Smith and Wesson on his hip
And then into his black eyes I did stare
the day they strung me up in County Square
My mistress of the evening
Grab me by the hand
And drag me through your afterlife
I know you're my lady
And I'm your man
His daughter like an angel started singing
She unraveled the cloth that she had brought the ring in
"Now I'm hanging by a rope, and it ain't fair"
Were the last words he called out in County Square
My mistress of the evening
Grab me by the hand
And drag me through your afterlife
I know you're my lady
And I'm your man
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Maybe
03:17
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Well maybe, baby, I'm in love
But do I have to spell it out for you?
Maybe, girl, you are the one
And I would like to spend my life with you
I know I can be better
And I know that doesn't matter much to you
You're a different kind of lover,
But no one does it better than you
And me together
Well maybe, woman, I'm just lucky
For you to want to share your time
I know that you like being stuck with me
And I can tell you that's just fine
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My Convictions
05:33
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Once, when I looked up to you
In the middle of the ocean waves are crystal blue
I caught a mermaid and strung her up like Christmas lights
And used the glow as guidance for directing flights
I will hang so high for my convictions
There's a hole in my boat of superstitions
Now and again, when you talk down to me
I'm flying through the combs on top of a honey bee
It tastes so sweet to be here
but not as close as kissing you
I want to get back home tonight, I'm missing you
I will hang so high for my convictions
There's a hole in my boat of superstitions
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4. |
No American Dream
03:58
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Going to the place I heard the grass is always green
The smell of pine trees blows in the air
Because I found a job as foreman on the railroad to the sea
And I will write you letters when I get there
The wheels are grinding slow to screeching halts along the way
The riches in your dreams will drive you mad
Dealings with the devils on your back is not part of your pay
Could it get that bad?
There is no American dream
Like a busted engine that never picked up steam
This is no kind of living
So let's swim below the undertow we're caught in
Years and ghosts pick partners for a waltz of memories
The whiskey left him broke without a care
Because they laid his body in the snow under the willow tree
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5. |
Pretty Penny
03:06
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Pretty penny, I would be the one to pick you up
Found you digging in the snow
And I would like to get to know you
Ain't it funny, a penny isn't even worth the luck
Make a wish with one hand
And tie up all the others
Me and you girl, I know we're gonna find a better way
But just because you say so
Doesn't mean your dreams won't kill you
Pretty penny, you would be the one to let me down
I left you right where you belong
The candles in my eyes have gone out
Pretty penny, I'm hoping no one ever picks you up.
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6. |
Your Captain Speaking
04:00
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This is your captain speaking
I'll see you all in hell
I'm getting sicker by the day now
I bet you never could tell
This was your favorite hide out
Grave covers all in rows
You'll never make it out alive now
Your momma told you so
And I hear the voices say to stay calm
So we stay calm
But I can't help from laughing
Asses this situation
But it won't help us when we're gone
And all is said and done
So are we having fun yet?
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