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Boots on the Ground
03:42
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Boots on the ground
Everybody is talking about
These Boots on the ground
I got problems again
What are you going to do?
When you can't make a decent wage
Where can you go, when you needed to be treated well?
Now I know a thing about working a job
When it comes to this dignity is dead!
Things got so bad that I couldn't see
I was a good man something happened to me
(Chorus)
These Boots on the Ground
Everybody is talking now
These Boots on the Ground
Look, I've got problems again
I got a call today from a boss who said
You can't be late, you can't again
Things got so bad I couldn't see
I was a good man - something happened to me, yeah
(Chorus)
Boots on the Ground
Everybody is talking now
These Boots on the Ground
I've got problems again, now
Boots on the Ground
Everybody is talking 'bout
These Boots on the Ground
Ahh, huh, yeah!
(Break)
If I had a dime for every time I tried to get rich
But for now I’ve got this caramel macchiato
With a lemon lime twist
(Refrain)
Boots on the Ground
Everybody is talking now
Boots on the Ground
Here we go again!
(Bridge)
Good things going to happen to you on the other side
I'm convinced
Good things going to happen to you on the other side
Bound to be better than this
Just reach out and say it's going to be different!
Alright
(Bridge II)
And It seems like all the time you plead with me
Mmm, They treat you so wrong, Mmm
If I hear one more belly-ache
I don't know what to do
Look! Things got a way of working out when you come around
Boots on the Ground
Everybody is talking now
These Boots on the Ground
I've got problems again
Boots on the Ground
Everybody is talking now
These Boots on the Ground
I've got problems again
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2. |
Don't Tell Me
02:39
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Don’t tell me your story
Don’t tell me at all
Don’t tell me your story
By the old liquor store
I won’t say what bothers
I won’t say out of pride
But your bad manners and tall tales
Got you in this scrape, tonight.
Now and then you think things
are just going swell
You had to go and do something
like this
Saw you walking down the street
I saw you …clear as day
You were laughing you were smiling
Doing these things that you never could with me!
Don’t tell me your story
Don’t tell me your lies
Don’t tell me it's over
By the old moonlight
Solo
Bridge
What if we made lots of money?
Wouldn’t we be like those people
We made fun of…
Your public persona
Has taken a dip
Your porch is creaking and
Your ears are ringing
That’s middle age, I guess
Solo
She used to turn over a letter
Now she just touches a screen
With small bird bones and a little retriever
She is looking bittersweet
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3. |
Oceans Go Away
03:45
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Oceans Come & Oceans Stay
Oceans won't ever go away...
If I was the captain on this sea
I'd set a course for mutiny
One more disaster my conscious can't bear
Tonight is for the brave volunteer
They rake the sand in search of eggs
For all the wisdom we have ignored
Mother Nature we have abhorred
What a legacy!
Oceans Come & Oceans Stay
Oceans won't ever go away...
Oceans Come & Oceans Stay
Oceans won't ever...
Take our problems away
All they need is a little more time
To finally prove themselves right
Go ask your father what men have wrought
What happened when the sun flared up?
Such a special gift was it to sail and
Feel the salty spray, the spit
Oceans Come & Oceans Stay
Oceans won't ever go away…
Oceans Come & Oceans Stay
Oceans won't ever take our problems away
(They exist)
Oh, I can't forsake this place
Down among the sea shells
The algae whispering save me
Oceans Come & Oceans Stay
Oceans won't ever go away...
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4. |
Time to Face the Music
03:04
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Watch the mind go
Watch the jaw slack
You can’t take anymore
and the world blackens
Run right through
Like someone close
It's a dirty game with all
this mudslinging
Draw me near now because I need you
Time to face the music
We may never know the answers we sought
but we feel it, deep in our hearts
Fear at Eye Level...
As you are
Don't try anything too soon
In this small conservative room
You're a mumbler, a stumbler of disjointed scripted phrase
Out goes wit with the coming of age
A good man breaks like a choir boy’s voice
Pummelled soundly, by these heckles of choice
Fools can bludgeon and laggards yell!
Well fed Jekyll's just out of jail
I saw you struggling in the language debates
The attack ads worked you senseless both night & day
Watch the mind go
Watch the jaw slack
You can’t take anymore
Of the world’s reaction
Run right through
Like someone close
It’s a dirty game
Full of half truths
It’s a dirty game
Turns the best away
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5. |
Chinese Tree
04:32
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Show yourself to the neighbors
It’s your house
The destiny of landlords let you down
Say good night to a sound sleep
Those days are gone in the heat
Jot to the pub to gab with foe
You never thought you could be this bold
After all the choices we have made
This one simply takes the cake
We live by the highway
Loud as it can be
I can almost hear myself being a parent
Late at night you can still hear the sound of wheels
My baby sleeping by my side
Everything is a Chinese Tree... is all
Not one thing is made here anymore
I just came from another Dollar Store
All I can say is I can’t believe it
Dispatch into the realm of the abysmal
Let your thoughts run wild
Hold on to every sacred symbol
Until they achieve Human Rights
(Chorus)
(Bridge)
Sometimes I forget
How we got here
Next to you my wife
You are the woman of my dreams
Lying here beside
(Solo/Instrumental)
Ask questions at dawn of the dean
Lo the ox, hare, accused
Awl the owl with all your might
If the door is ajar, kick it in
Everything is a Chinese Tree
Not one thing is made here
upon these shores
I just came from another Dollar Store
All I can say is I hope for safety
(Interlude)
For a moment we share
For a life we deeply care
Hear that sizzle in your ear?
You look va voom ce soir!
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6. |
Spun to the Margin
03:35
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If you take away the miles
and the years in between
If you take away the smiles
and the lives that add meaning
This stony place is where
I will reside
But you can call me up, I suppose
Anytime you feel like
These tears have dried
This pen has run its course
And I'm out here
Just trying to stay on this good horse
Why, why did you live in this lie?
Stop now before we push this thing too far
You're taking things for granted
Which you never should in love
And every time we go 'round it's like
We are just spinning in the park
We are going to have to face it
We are Spun to the Margin
Each man has his fears
I know I have a few
I'm coming on thirty
and it's me or you
Small talk has its place
But not by waterfalls
(They're too beautiful)
In this one horse town, I swear
You just can't fall
You've really got to keep your head
When time's a wastin'
Don't want to run the risk
of loosing this
All the way out here
Under those daylight stars
This moon was burning bright
With the sun not far behind
Look, I thought I had seen it all
From far, far away
But standing in this bank line
I swore I heard you say...
If you take away the miles
and the years in between
If you take away the smiles
and the lives that add so much meaning
Why, why, why would you live in this lie?
Stop now before we push this thing too far
You're taking things for granted
that you never should in love
And every time we go' round, it's like
We are just spinning in the dark
We're going to have to face it
We're Spun to the Margin
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Stephen King Lunenburg, Nova Scotia
An award-winning guitarist well versed in folk & jazz combining genres into an amalgam of storytelling with improvisation, best described as indie-antifolk. Driven by experiences which express a personal, romantic and artistic idealism; at times political, while having social and environmental concern. Using craft and wit, the music draws inspiration from a range of traditions including Canadian. ... more
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