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Postcards From the Sea
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Postcards From The Sea
Strummin’ on my guitar
toes in the sand
rememberin’ how we used to hold hands
we used to hold hands
by the sea
Watch the tide roll in, watch the tide roll out
the days that are best are the days without doubts
The days without doubts are just seafoam kissin’ the sky
Never was good at writin’ letters, but I’ll send you postcards from the sea
I started this song on the North Sea coast
dancin’ in the rain with a german ghost
She said ocean never forgives but it helps you forget
Woke up in Chicago, thought it was LA
All these damn hotel rooms start to look the same
I'm just tryin’ to put some distance ‘tween the problem
and the next place
I hope you’ll forgive me, I’ll send you
postcards from the sea
Maybe love is just the silence between the good things that don’t get said
Maybe doubt is just being afraid that the things that hurt you before
might hurt you again
I want you to see what my eyes see
I want you to touch what my hands touch
I want you to feel what my heart feels
but instead I’ll go down to the crowed city center and buy a postcard
Just to let, you know that I’m fine
Maybe Atonement is a sin all it’s own
these Midwest boys want to go home
home is where the heart is but you can never go back
Maybe it’s all just a convertible ride
on a Pacific coast mountain side
Maybe you can run away with out ever taking a step
If you make back to Nordeney
I hope you’ll send me postcards from the sea
Maybe I'll head back to the Vineyard
I’ll send you a postcard from the sea
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Where the Highway Meets the Sky
Tell me my friend
Where does the road end
Where does the blue sky go at night
who’ll tuck you in
out where stars begin
Where the highway meets the sky
Where the highway meets the sky, that’s where we all go by and by, and free like the wind we begin again
My uncle tellin’ stories, points at the sky
he said that’s where we all go when we die
He said heaven is just a memory away
and I worked hard everyday, and that’s how I want you to remember me
Where the highway meets the sky, that’s where we all go by and by, and free like the wind we begin again
The road gets heavy , the road gets mean
We help each other in between
Walkin’ each other home
I guess we’re all wanderers, fairy tale lovers and ponderers
learnin’ to let these mysteries be
The more we work in the shadows,
the more light we can hold
Heal those who hurt to hard to hope
Where the highway meets the sky, that’s where we all go by and by, and free like the wind we begin again
I’ve been told a flower is old if there are petals on the floor
My petals are just scattered in the wind
We all contain multitudes, regrets and gratitude’s
I’m just happy to be alive
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Sioux Falls
04:52
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Sioux Falls
She’s as leather as leather is and she never gave a damn
‘bout what they said when she wasn’t around
she says give me a man, who understands
that being lonely don’t make it all right
She drives a 20 year old Honda
On them Goldwings past the red-wing blackbirds
around the lake twice, don't it feel nice
to feel the wind dryin' your tears
But it’s a long way from Sioux Falls to anywhere
Even Fargo is too damn far
A bird on a string is a bird that can’t sing
the love song that freedom can bring
Well the Iceman and Whiskey Charlie
They're the only two men friends she trusts
They say choosers don’t beg, put something 'tween your legs
That'll take you somewhere for a change
So she leans into the throttle,
when she drives past the high school baseball game
And all the heads turn, when she takes that curve
too fast, they say, too fast
But it’s a long way from Sioux Falls to anywhere
Even Fargo is too damn far
A bird on a string is a bird that can’t sing
the love song that freedom can bring
The road ain’t exactly beautiful but she’s beauty in it’s inexact frame
she’s poetry that purrs, against the trees as she blurs
She ain’t runnin’ but ain’t standing still
See even delicate flowers thrive by the road side
and brokedown ain't broken if you survive
Old fires that remain burn brightest in the rain
and there’s hope where you used to find pain
But it’s a long way from Sioux Falls to anywhere
Even Fargo is too damn far
A bird on a string is a bird that can’t sing
the love song that freedom can bring
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Wood
03:26
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Wood
If our love was this old Shotgun shack
off the less traveled road
still standin' straight, temptin' fate
and fightin' off the cold
With tin patches on the shiplap
made from old coffee cans
and 29 dollars in pennies in a jar on the night stand
Well the wood that builds fences builds those bridges too
but I’d rather build a ladder to get back up to you
sometimes you fall so low, like a cold wind blowin' smoke
from a bridge on fire, railroad ties, oil and creosote
Well the gale force wind that’s in your face
is the same one howling at your back
The side wind chooses which way you go
But the weather vane stays where it’s at
Had me a lover one young July
In Calhoun county, we said goodbye
Nothin smells sadder than the end of summer
The hay fields catchin' fire
Well the wood that builds fences builds those bridges too
but I’d rather build a ladder to get back up to you
sometimes you fall so low, like a cold wind blowin' smoke
from a bridge on fire, railroad ties, oil and creosote
lately I am loathe to say that all we need is love
Love is just a tin cup hangin' by a dry pump while the tears fall from the sky
Guess I’d rather be a carpenter than the man out killin' trees
Well I said a lot of things that I'd like to forget
I did a lot of shit I will always regret
I would never change a life rearranged since the day we met
My god ain’t that sunset beautiful
where the water meets the river bank crown
Sounds like a symphony of chainsaws coming
and bridges falling down
Well the wood that builds fences builds those bridges too
but I’d rather build a ladder to get back up to you
sometimes you fall so low, like a cold wind blowin' smoke
from a bridge on fire, railroad ties, oil and creosote
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Lucy Brown
03:24
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Lucy Brown
Dear friend, dear friend,
I wrote you a letter
I did not send it, cause I didn't know whether
It would find you well
or even find you at all
please forgive me this
mortal strangeness
If I say your name aloud
when I talk to the clouds
I'd leave it all behind
If they answer back in kind
Lucy Brown
Lucy Brown, Lucy Brown
hold my breath without a sound
until I can see you again
wind up the music box
Well we'll dance then we'll go throw rocks
at the shadows that keep us apart
I know your husband left you
and your children cry his name
Well the frost is cruel and flowers die
But they come back just the same
And Autumn never knows, the color Springtime shows
those who wait
And if we survive this winter
the snow will melt and the finches
will return to the fences by the river side
and we'll picnic on a blanket in the sun
Lucy Brown
Chorus
And in the abundance of summertime
we'll laugh at my made up rhymes
in the meadow where the Aspen trees
laugh all day in the lazy breeze
and we'll dance like fools
'till the moonlight calls us home
See only nature loves perpetually
with malice and innocence equally
and the words can't find solace
when they cut down that old oak tree
but the acorn knows
when the cold wind blows
he calls your name,
Lucy Brown
Yes the acorn knows
when the cold wind blows
he calls your name,
Lucy Brown
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Junk Train
03:57
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Junk Train
There’s a junk train runnin just south of town
Remindin’ me I gotta slow down
I been haulin’ this junk around for 55 years
Everything I picked up, blood, bone and tears
Men make plans while the Gods all Laugh
'cause nothin every works out like ya plan
Just listen to the little birds they keep singing
cell phones keep ringin' don’t answer it
I am broken I'm worn, I am old but not yet born
And I've written down my story on these pages that are torn
Just haulin' 'round these things I ain't never gonna need
like a junk train
I got a boxcar full of broken dreams
and my engine always runnin' out of steam
I’d trade a half a ton of things that I wish I hadn’t done
for a dollar's worth of decency in the Colorado sun
I am broken I'm worn, I am old but not yet born
And I've written down my story on these pages that are torn
Just haulin' 'round these things I ain't never gonna need
like a junk train
feel the iron steel of the junk train bin
well the rust eats the paint so you paint it up again
and these dark clouds they lash and they lie
and they'll pull you down I say they pull you down
like a junk train runnin' away
And you know you’re gettin older like that train off the tracks
And the doc says man you can’t keep living like that
Is your life so precious that you can't live
do you have so much you can’t can’t give anything away
Put everything you have on a fast train
Punch the ticket and send it away on a junk train
On a junk train
On a Junk train
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Blessing
02:59
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Blessing
When it all comes down on you,
and your friends are far and few
and the world seems too heavy to lift
You know I’ll give my heart to greet you,
Lift the ground up beneath you
and I'll help you carry the load
May you hear this song
May you sing along
Shout across the mountain tops
May your joy never stop
When your body slows and stops to move
and your dancin’ feet disapprove
May the child in you awake and shake the world
when your boat is lost at sea, and black water seethes
may a flock of white birds, carry you to shore
May you hear this song
May you sing along
shout across the mountain tops
may your joy never stop
May you hear these words
that your ancestors heard
may a harvest moon shine down on you
these blessings you deserve
when familiar themes are jaded, and the canvas has been faded
may your chalice shine like silver and gold
Put your ear to the ground, even silence is a sound
may no one ever lie to you
May there always be a road, and a hand for you to hold
May this song weave a blanket
To keep you warm when you grow old
May you hear this song
May you sing along
shout across the mountain tops
may your joy never stop
May you hear these words
that your ancestors heard
may a harvest moon shine down on you
these blessings you deserve
La la la la laa, La la la la la la laa la
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Sorrow
04:41
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Sorrow
Blue skies end in rain
pleasure always ends in pain
god I hate that word, its was nothing you deserved
12 days on a morphine drip
missin' work for another long trip
to see you - can't see I wore your favorite shirt
Oh, sorrow, the joy that you borrow
must be paid back one day
work hard then rest awhile
These idle hands hide the smile
of the Devil's, disregard
You told me to go away
walk the length of St. James way
to forget what I saw in your eyes
We always said do it together
back when time were much better
I guess it's true what the say - gotta seize the day
For every hill that you climb
someone you love falls behind
and fallin's the same as flying' 'til you hit the ground
Oh, sorrow, the joy that you borrow
must be paid back one day
work hard then rest awhile
These idle hands hide the smile
of the Devil's, disregard
I found someone I think you'd like
when I told her your name, she cried
tears like dripping morphine
tears like blue sky rain
She gives me strength for the day
for tomorrow but who can say
There's no promises without pain
Oh, sorrow, the joy that you borrow
must be paid back one day
work hard then rest awhile
These idle hands hide the smile
of the Devil's, disregard
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King Of The Tramps (Todd Partridge Solo) Auburn, Iowa
King Of The Tramps is an original roots-rock group, whose sound calls upon influences from modern roots rock, rhythm and
blues, rock and southern, country rock. Their sound has been described as “Whiskey Gospel” and “Midwestern Roots Rock” by critics.
KOTT has released 4 albums of material; Good People (2011), Wicked Mountain (2013), Joyful Noise (2014) and Cumplir con el Diablo (2016).
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