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Miss Louisa's Daffodils
03:38
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Runaway, runaway, runaway Miss Louise
From everything you please
It’s ok, it’s ok, it’s ok Miss Louise
We understand why you must leave
I hope to be around
When you decide to find yourself another towne
But if you please, could you leave me your keys?
MISS LOUISA’S DAFODILS ARE GONE
FAR AWAY FROM EVERYTHING SHE’S DONE
COME ON LOUISE, WHERE YOU GONNA RUN?
YEAH, MISS LOUISA’S DAFODILS ARE GONE
Runaway, runaway, runaway Miss Louise
From everything you see
It’s ok, it’s ok, it’s ok Miss Louise
Cause we have always known why you must leave
But I hope to be around
When what you’ve done comes up from your broken ground
But if you please, would you sell me your trees?
MISS LOUISA’S DAFODILS ARE GONE
FAR AWAY FROM EVERYTHING SHE’S DONE
COME ON LOUISE, WHERE YOU GONNA RUN?
YEAH, MISS LOUISA’S DAFODILS ARE GONE
She’s gone away, so far away
To spend some time alone with her new sins
For me, and for you
Runaway, runaway, runaway Miss Louise
From everything you please
It’s ok, it’s ok, it’s ok Miss Louise
We’ll all be here when you get your release
MISS LOUISA’S DAFODILS ARE GONE
FAR AWAY FROM EVERYTHING SHE’S DONE
COME ON LOUISE, YOUR FLOWER’S WILTING IN THE SUN
YEAH, MISS LOUISA’S DAFODILS ARE GONE
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The Last Desperado
03:53
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Desperado, you’re my hero
Riding horses made of clay
The river widens for the fortunate few
Like you, so tragic and true
Deperado, where have you gone to?
Now that I need someone like you
Walked a million lonely miles
Past a million lonely smiles
But it’s the heart that grows alone
That leaves us cold
Now this is me here, biding my time
Walking my line, straight and free
Singing my songs, hoping that you’ll sing along
Desperado, there’s no one left but you
It’s the Last Desperado Song.
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August 18, 1805
04:11
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This day I completed my 31st year
I reflected I had done very little indeed
To further the happiness of the human race
Or to advance the information of the succeeding generation
I viewed with regret the many hours I’ve spent
In indolence, and now soarly feel the want
Of that information which those hours would have given me
Had they been judiciously expended
Hey, have you been judiciously expended?
Guess it’s all a part of something Bigger than One
Guess it’s all a part of something Bigger than One
I dash from me the gloomy thought
And resolve, in future, to redouble my exertions
Nature and fortune, they have shown on me
And I will shine on them
And I will shine on them
Yeah I will shine on them
And I will shine on them
Cause in the future I will live
Cause in the future I will live
Cause in the future I will live for mankind
As I, have heretofore lived for myself.
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Swimming in Trees
05:18
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Eleven-eighteen and I'm still in bed
It's all I can do to wait for the day to begin
My trash paper map is covered in oil
My favorite escape is lying awake
Silently under the sun
Where we’re swimming in trees
Riding the breeze beneath our wings
And we’re swimming in trees
Holding the wind beneath our wings
I followed my thumb to places I know, know, know
The lightning ahead
Is playing a game with me
And I know that today, I'll end up inside
The rain washed my map, as I watched the road
Oh, it's wasted away
Well we’re swimming in trees
Riding the breeze beneath our wings
And we’re swimming in trees
Holding the wind beneath our wings
I found this place where I could wind down, down, down
Got a ride in a plane, from someone who claimed he knew me
And I thought about your name hoping to see
You staring up, and me in the trees
Silently under the sun
And we're riding out under the sun
Where we’re swimming in trees
Riding the breeze beneath our wings
And we’re swimming in trees
Holding the wind beneath our wings
And we’re swimming in trees
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Blue Avenue
05:52
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Far away, where the angels all stay
Who do you want to be
And what do you want to find out?
Hey, don’t you know,
There’s a lot of things you don’t know
S get me on my way
Forget about myself and pray
Get my car
And I’m leaving for the day
Drive away, until I find a better oasis
Get my feet back on Blue Avenue
So what’s with you?
Where you going to?
Far way, you thought that you’d always stay the same
Do you remember where you left yourself behind?
Hey, don’t you know,
There’s a long way left to go?
But I’m the King of the New Road
Get my car
And I’m leaving for the day
Drive away, until I find a better oasis
Get my feet back on Blue Avenue
So what’s with you?
Where you going to?
Get my car
And I’m leaving for the day
Drive away, until I find a better oasis
Get my feet back on Blue Avenue
So what’s with you?
Where you going to?
Where you going to?
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Ol' Hank Williams
04:27
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Well Ol' Hank Williams, found his voice again
Beneath the whiskey and rye
But he couldn't find me, cause I couldn't find myself
I was stuck up on the shelf
With books I haven't read
"Well Ol' Hank Williams", I called his name and ran
on a red-ant highway in the sand
But he didn't wonder where the road was gonna go
He was looking for the gold
But he just found himself a friend
The last thing I remember was forgetting my name
And the first thing to return
Was the color of the sun
And the beauty of someone
Trying to see what you see
Well Ol' Hank Williams, found a phonograph and fame
In the dusty grooves of a crooked age
But hallelujah there's a voice to hide the pain
Cause I've been feeling so ashamed
I think I've found myself a friend
I think I've found myself a friend
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Election
07:19
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All we are is all we are
Something in the way that we were made
Of chromosomes and crooked bones
Happiness is all that remains
But sometimes it seems,
I’m hopelessly just pushing for the world to elect me
I believe in Novacane
The numbing of the senseless and the vain
And if I held a loaded gun
Would you reveal to me your compassion?
Fashionably, I wearing down the inches of Mercury, in me
Won’t somebody please
Please choose me
And if I found the way to purge
I’m confident I’d forget the words
I’m thinking again
The truth is never all that it seems, seems to be
Won’t somebody please
Please elect me
Please choose me
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Don DiLego New York, New York
Formerly NYC based singer-songwriter now chopping firewood in the Poconos. Still recording that damn new album at his studio on the woods.
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