1. |
Fall Hard
04:33
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Now trees are meant for hanging
And entertaining restless wind
I started to choke when she tightened up that rope
And told me where she'd been
Now love will keep on killing
The way she's been known to do
On a cold dark night when you think you're tucked in tight
She's probably out there hunting for you
You've got to fall hard to get the point
I trucked into Montana
Three days out of Duluth
I met a flat-chested girl in a Flat Head bar
Who said she always spoke the truth
But liquor makes for liars
Well I guess she only lied to me twice
Once when she drank all my whiskey
The other when she stole my wife
You've got to fall hard to get the point
Now that old bitch keeps on turning
There's only one thing you can do
Well everybody's got to fall sometime
Winter spring and summer too
But the point is don't trust no one
Not women, god, horses or men
About the only thing to trust is you're going to put your trust
In someone you can't trust again
You've got to fall hard to get the point
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2. |
Don't Get So Heavy
03:41
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Elijah, change the channel
Find my perfect life
This sitcom's falling on the sharp edge of a knife
At this degree, don't count on me
I won't hold out much more
Halfway 'tween suicide
And the liquor store
She said
Baby, don't get so heavy
Don't get so heavy
It's really not that bad
No use crying all your life
'Bout the things you never had
Her goal was the role
To play mother of the earth
Gave her fifteen screaming children in one single birth
And each had screaming eyes so cold
They'd freeze you when they spoke
Man, that girl could take a punch
But she couldn't take a joke
I said...
When the monkeys on my back
Crawl right into my head
Start talking politics and screaming to be fed
I put my boots on and keep on walking
Straight on down the track
I can hear those monkeys singing
As they're jumping off my back
They sing...
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3. |
Juanita
03:48
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I cracked the Sunday dawn
With a Leonard Cohen song
As I waltzed the wood floor I had nothing on
except
Juanita
Stranger and darker than the other girls
Juanita
Top of a missionary world
Got medicine for the light
In case the future gets too bright
A lone mariachi's looking for a fight
He cries
Juanita
Stranger and darker than the other girls
Juanita
Stranger than love
Fighting for the vagrant cause
From a barroom in La Paz
Now she sells sea shells, guns and monkey paws
Oh Juanita...
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4. |
Mexican Blanket
03:04
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He held that Mexican blanket to his chest
By the old crow bars and the railroad cars down 'round Aberdeen
When one man has what the others want, oh things can sure get mean
They said, "Give us that there blanket, boy, and you will not get hurt"
He said, "Listen to my story, you can even have my shirt
Even have my shirt
It was two years ago almost to the day
That the dark angel of death come and took my girl away
She gave me this here blanket right before she died
And my favorite picture of her she tucked gently up inside
Tucked gently up inside
Now you can take everything I own, but I beg you kind sirs please
If you're going to take the blanket, leave the picture here with me"
And the three men having loved and lost, they all could agree
He reached into the blanket and like the rising sun
Came three blasts from the barrel of a Smith & Wesson gun
A Smith & Wesson gun
Now three men lay there dead
One man headed west
And he held that Mexican blanket to his chest
Now what a man will kill for is not always subject
To the depth of love he feels for the things that he protects
But sometimes just as simple as helping men define
The difference between what is theirs
And what is mine
I held that Mexican blanket to my chest
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5. |
Dirty Old Waltz
03:39
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Now some days are magic, some days are hell
Some days they just won't agree
I finally came back from three days down on Burnside
She changed the locks on me
Now don't change the locks
You know I still love you
Sometimes it's real hard to see
It's that dirty old waltz of the wine and the roses
Don't change the locks on me
I'm always dreaming of Panama moons
Sleeping Indian skies
I'm always chasing a sad song of summer
Probably will 'til I die
But don't change the locks
You know I'm a river
I'll run 'til I drown in the sea
It's that dirty old waltz of the wine and the roses
Don't change the locks on me
No one drinks like a pilot, no one flies like a drunk
All the great aviators agree
Well I finally came down from three days on the jet stream
She changed the locks on me
Now don't change the locks
I beg you Saint Peter
Though heaven is no place for me
'Cause I drank all the wine and I killed all the roses
Don't change the locks on me
Now don't change the locks
'Cause I really love you
Sometimes it's real hard to see
It's that dirty old waltz of the wine and the roses
Don't change the locks on me
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6. |
She's Happy
04:04
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Now, do we have to go over this
One more time again
I thought I told you once I loved you too much
To ever just be your friend
But he seems to make you happy
So I won't stand in your way
And I haven't seen you smile in a long, long while
I really, really hate to say
She's happy
She's happy
She's happy
But she's not happy with me
You told me silver hearts would tarnish
If you wore them on your sleeve
I laughed and said that I would kill you
If you ever tried to leave
But I don't really want to kill you
And I probably would if I stayed
I haven't seen you smile in a long, long while
I really, really hate to say
She's happy...
It seems you have it all worked out
Just how it's supposed to be
Well I never set many limits on life
Especially on me
And I've never been very happy
But that wouldn't change if you stayed
I haven't seen you smile in a long, long while
I really, really hate to say
She's happy...
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7. |
Heart of Rome
05:27
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Put all my comic books up for sale
Send the money in the mail, if you would
Lost all my money in Lorraine
I kind of passed out on the train
Went to the Vatican today
It's a lot like they all say - it's big
I left your picture at the gate
In case they need another saint
She says
You know you will always have a home
And you'll always have a prayer
That you're not scared or all alone
I don't want to go picking up your bones
No I don't want to go picking up your bones
In the heart of Rome...
She says it's always summer here
Just knocking back the years, but you know
Katie's almost off to school
Full of dreams, acting cool
Your father's working overtime
You know he doesn't mind, but I do
Dead men don't rush the temple
They just barter with their souls
She says
You know you will always have a home
'Cause it's dangerous on the streets
And no one should walk alone
I don't want to go picking up your bones
No I don't want to go picking up your bones
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8. |
Come to Bed
03:14
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On a sea grove cliff is where I usually see him
No thoughts at all but where the night might go
Did he have any idea how far away it would take him
The night says, "No one knows, no one knows
No one ever knows."
Found an old stack of records down in the basement
Some of those songs, they were good friends of mine
Thought I'd really like to try and find a way to play 'em
But I don't think it would sound the same this time
There are times in the night my skin gets so thin
The ink sinks right through to the windowsill
And I think that I've finally found a way to say it
The night says, "No one will, no one will
No one ever will."
On those big dreamy nights my skin gets so thin
And she says, "Come to bed, come back to bed
Baby come to bed."
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9. |
The Burden
03:48
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From the day that I could walk they said "That boy will wind up dead
What you gonna do with him, what you gonna do?
He just don't seem to get it through his thick old funny head
What you gonna do with him, what you gonna do?"
Now I don't want to be nobody's burden
Most the time I don't want to be anything
Much at all
Ring that bell, let's all go to hell
Keep one full bottle before me
Tomorrow is the day I'll change my wicked ways
Give me one more night
Just one more night
I'll pour out the whiskey in the morning
People always talking to my sad old Portland rose
"What you gonna do with him, what you gonna do?
What that boy is thinking only God and Satan know
What you gonna do with him, what you gonna do?"
(Chorus)
One more drunken Christmas in the Douglas county jail
"What you gonna do with him, what you gonna do?
He'd be bound for nowhere if he wasn't bound to fail
What you gonna do with him, what you gonna do?"
(Chorus)
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10. |
Something New
03:43
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It seems to me that we've gone too far
This situation has left me at large
Trapped by devices that gather and hide
Until I find myself soaking in bars
But not tonight
Now there's something new
Drowning in my secret Waterloo
I should have known from the very first night
With all that fire, there was bound to be a fight
But you could handle more than I could ever see
Just the same, I did everything to knock off your feet
But not tonight
Now there's something new
Now I've got some falling down to do
Playing catch with exploding tell-tale hearts
I do my best to blow you apart
When it's right it goes down like dynamite
White chalk lines, bloody marys, iodine
But not tonight
Now there's something new
Not tonight
I'm done hurting you
Today's just like the day before I met you
No programmed rage designed to try and trap you
After all those nights I would gather and hide
To plot a course and avenge my pride
But not tonight
Now there's something new
Now I've got some falling down to do
(Chorus)
I'm done with exploding hearts
I'm done tearing you apart
I'm done, it's a dying art
I'm done
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11. |
If You Fall
03:28
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You wouldn't treat a dog that way
Somehow with her, you think it's ok
Your heart's decomposing from all of the lies
You can tell by the smell and the blue bottle flies
You're feeling the power, pushing the pain
Know you can make her cry buckets of rain
The weight of the world tends to flow to the sea
You're going to show her how strong and wrong
Bad love can really be
So cold even Eskimos won't shake your hand
So if you fall in love, yeah if you fall in love
Make sure she's the only love
You're really thinking of
'Cause you owe her that much
If she's the one you love
Turn it ten ways, it still won't turn out good
When you do what you want and not what you should
Remember the girl that lived down by the bay
Who found out December has 24 days
She's playing love songs you're playing God
She's making dinner for Marquis De Sade
This Libertine has seen it before
You want a lover, an angel, a mother, a whore and more
(Chorus)
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