1. |
By Your Side
03:49
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Over here I'm just wandering, wandering by your side
All my fears yeah they disappear by your side
It's a long way from heaven, but the closest I've been to feeling right
I don't have the words to say it
So I sure am glad I sing
It ain't much, but it's the best thing that I bring
I'll hide behind the laughter and shut down inside
But by your side yes I'm alive
Feel like I'm walking a little taller by your side (yes)
Feelin' strong can do no wrong yeah when I'm by your side
It's a long way from heaven, but the closest I've been to feeling right
I don't have the words to say it
So I sure am glad I sing
It ain't much, but it's the best thing that I bring
I'll hide behind the laughter and I'll shut down inside
But by your side yes I'm alive
I'm alive
It don't matter where we goin'
Long as I'm by your side
It's a long way from heaven, but the closest I've been to feeling right
Yeah, right
I don't have the words to say it
But I sure am glad I sing
It ain't much, but it's the best thing that I bring
I'll hide behind the laughter and shut down inside
But by your side yes I'm alive
Yes, by your side yes I'm alive
Yeah as long as I'm by your side I'm alive
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2. |
Medicine Man
02:53
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Yes it's all day running into stop signs
My brakes are squeaking, but my tread is light
And then Susie keeps accusing me of white lies
I ain't no liar, but she won't change her mind yeah
On days like these I used to go and see the medicine man
On days like these I used to go and see the medicine man
Went to confessional to get right
No one was listening to my sins
And there was no preacher man in sight
I keep on trying, but I just can't win yeah
On days like these I used to go and see the medicine man
On days like these I used to go and see the medicine man (oh yeah)
I keep ending up on the wrong side
Ain't got no paper to pay the fines
I've started over, a hundred times
I've hit the canvas, but I still got the fight
On days like these I used to go and see the medicine man
On days like these I used to go and see the medicine man (oh yeah)
On days like these I used to go and see the medicine man
I used to go and see the medicine man
I used to go and see the medicine man
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3. |
Searching for Paradise
03:33
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Started drifting westward
Since I was old enough to stray
A stint out in the desert
The one outside LA
Dried out in the valley
Where the sun shines every day
Came out here searching for paradise
Might have got carried away
Came out here searching for paradise
Came out here searching for you babe
Howlin like a coyote
Drinking 190 proof
I ate too much peyote
And threw up on my boots
I might've left my body
But I think I found the truth
Came out here searching for paradise
Might have got carried away
Came out here searching for paradise l
Came out here searching for you babe
Well I killed my last dead soldier
Pitched my last bale of hay
it's just cigarettes and coffee
While I rehabilitate
Now I'm living in the valley
Where the ground sometimes can shake
Came out here searching for paradise
Might have got carried away
Came out here searching for paradise
Came out here searching for you babe
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4. |
Straight and Narrow
03:19
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I've been wasting precious time
I've tried to run, but you hide in my mind
I've been low down
I been so down
Dug my grave now I'm climbin' out
I've turned it around
And I'm on the straight and narrow
On I'm back on track
And I'm on the straight and narrow
On take me back baby
I had a strut I was tripped by sin
I walked the line and I fell halfway in
I'm a new man
With a new suit
Won't you help me stop singing these blues yeah
I've changed my tune
And I'm on the straight and narrow
On I'm back on track
And I'm on the straight and narrow, oh
Yes I'm on the straight and narrow
On right on track
And I'm on the straight and narrow
On yes I'm right on track
And I'm on the straight and narrow
On back on track
And I'm on the straight and narrow
On baby take me back oh
Yeah
Straight and narrow
Back on track oh
Straight and Narrow
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5. |
More
03:42
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New con
Another John
Nothing comes for free
Walk in, walk out, baby walk on
Long gone
Another dawn
Baby tell me where've you been
Two lines, two sides, baby two times
Take all of me
All that you see
Baby you want more, more, more
Take all of me
Everything you see
But baby you want more, more, more
Look down
Another crown
Just laying at your feet
Walk in, walk out, baby walk-on
Fool's gold
That you stole
Doesn't make you king or queen
Locked in, locked up, baby locked down
Take all of me
All that you see
Baby you want more, more, more
Take all of me
Everything you see
But baby you want more, more, more
Buy you
A brand-new car
Baby just to see how far
Drive in, drive through, baby drive on
Tattooed a pic of you
What do I have to do
Come on, come down, baby come round
Take all of me
All that you see
Baby you want more, more, more
Take all of me
Everything you see
Baby you want more, more, more
Take all of me
All that you see
Baby you want more, more, more
Take all of me
Everything you see
Baby you want more, more, more
More, more, more
More, more, more
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6. |
Thunderbird Motel
03:17
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Sometimes you gotta run
You gotta get away
Exit 59 South of the highway
You're beat up you're knocked down again
I get the same room with a musk and a double twin
For when you're feeling alone
For when home ain't home at all
Just ring that bell
At the low down
That's my low down motel
Color TVs and a brand new fax machine
Cleaner than you'd think must be them amphetamines
Caught up
Broke down again
Barely get a wink
Continental at 6am
For when you're feeling alone
For when home ain't home at all
Just ring that bell
At the low down
That's my low down motel
My oasis
No water in the pool
They got a tiki bar
Gotta bring your own booze
Fucked up
Slow down you've had enough
It ain't much she's my rhinestone in the rough come on
For when you're feeling alone
For when home ain't home at all
Just ring that bell
At the low down
That's my low down
Gotta ring that bell
That's my low down motel
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7. |
Tighter
03:42
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I was a heartbreaker sang it loud
Risk taker
Alone in the clouds
Mover and shaker
Couldn't sit still
You stopped me in my tracks led me up that hill
I don't wanna come down
don't wanna turn around
You just hold me tighter
Hold
You gotta to hold, hold me tighter
You got to hold me
Listen now I started fires
I waged wars
Took flyers
And ran up the score
I'm dog tired
I'm beat up blue
Ran the tread on my boots just looking for you
When I hear that voice in my head
I remember you said
You just hold me tighter
Hold
You gotta to hold, yes hold me tighter
You got to hold me
I don't have to be the lonely one
I don't have to be the one to run, no
Why'd you have to wait so long
Hold, hold me
Hold me tighter
You gotta hold
You gotta hold yes hold me tighter
You gotta hold, you got to hold me
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8. |
On My Way
03:10
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Ain't a strutter, a gambler, a talking man
I keep the cards up my sleeve
A lot of hustle N' bustle in this mean world sometimes I wanna turn and leave
Don't give up too soon
I'm the Johnny to your June and I'm on my way
It ain't easy come easy go
It's bumpy on this road
Yeah I ain't like a doin' what I'm told
Those streets ain't made of gold
Don't give up too quick
Yeh nothing can't be fixed
And I'm on my way
Wait I'm on my way
Wait I'm on way
Yeh won't you stay
Yeh wait, baby wait for me
I'm a last second Larry
Procrastinating Pete
I'm always on my feet
It's a walk then sprint
Signed, sealed, and sent
You can always count on me
Just hold on, hold tight
Yeh the end is near in sight
And I'm on my way
Wait I'm on my way
Wait I'm on my way
Yeh won't you stay
I said wait oh yeah, yeah wait for me
Now wait, wait for me, c'mon
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9. |
High Class Woman
03:08
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See the stage lights flicker in my eyes every night
Feel the air getting thicker so hot could cut it with a knife
Hear the band get louder and the crowd
Yeh they follow suit
Sweat smells like liquor another round
Maybe make it two
Oh my who's that woman
Standing there with a deadly stare
First sight, love bites
I found a high class woman and she likes cheap drinks
Feel my heart beat quicker
Forgot the words
I'm outta tune
Givin' me the jitters
I'm all in baby win or lose
Oh my who's that woman
Standing there with a deadly stare
First sight, love bites
I found a high class woman and she likes cheap drinks
Oh my who's that woman
First sight, love bites
I found a high class woman and she likes cheap drinks
Oh my who's that woman
Standing there with a deadly stare
First sight, love bites
I found a high class woman and she likes cheap drinks
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10. |
Hired Gun
03:43
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Streets are empty as the sun comes up
Mr.Loew is putting coffee in his cup
Wish I could stay here pour one of my own
Got my guitar the rest is on loan
Doors are opening, but I'm walking out
East LA is a long way from the South
Wind blows I go where it goes
Was I born for this or is it what I chose
Living like, living like a hired gun
Living life on the run
Living like a hired gun
It's getting darker now same day new town
The band is breaking down, still looking for their sound
Hand in hand I watch the couples walk home
Sometimes I think about the paths I never chose
Legs are restless
Got a mind of their own
Where they lead me to I don't always know
Living like, living like a hired gun
Living life on the run
Living like a hired gun
Living like, yeh I'm living like a hired gun
Living like, yeh I'm living like a hired gun
I'm living life on the run
I'm living like a hired gun
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11. |
St. Peter
04:44
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Hey Mr. Door man
Would you mind checking again
I ain't bourgeois, but I was hoping you'd set me free
Hey Mr. Door man
I've traveled through the desert sand
With no direction just my collection of things
Said hey Mr. Door man I'm right here
And I got a few things on the ride here
He said, Son won't you leave em where the road ends
Then come on in, come on in
I got my jet black Cadillac
Black and white suit to match
My leopard skin loafers
And my 67 sparkle Strat
Got my Rolex to keep me on track
My favorite Stetson hat
No I can't live without em
Peter won't you just cut me some slack
Said hey Mr. Door man I'm right here
And I got a few things on the ride here
He said, Son won't you leave em where the road ends
Then come on in, come on in
Come on in
Worked hard all of my days
I hand picked all these things
Now you're closing the gate
Telling me to throw it away
Yes, I punched my ticket to ride
Waited on my wings to fly
I'm in no man's land
Ain't ready to say goodbye
Said hey Mr. Door man I'm right here
And I got a few things on the ride here
He said, Son won't you leave em where the road ends
Then come on in
Said hey Mr. Door man I'm right here
Got a few things on the ride here
He said, Son won't you leave em where the road ends
Then come on in, come on in
Come on in, come on
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Sam Morrow Houston, Texas
Sam Morrow has carved out a sound that exists somewhere outside of genre and geography. It's his own version of modern-day American roots music: a mix of roadhouse rock & roll, bluesy R&B, and country-fried funky-tonk, driven forward by groove, grease, and guitars. ... more
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