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I wear my pride like a shirt under my suit
Tucked away in shame for none to see
But my feelings for you aren’t as easy to subdue
And this heart don’t look good on my sleeve
I keep my secrets bottled up inside my shoe
And they’ll stay right there so I can have some peace
But there’s just one that I can’t keep, and it’s made a fool of me
‘Cause this heart don’t look good on my sleeve
This heart don’t look good on my sleeve
It’s a bloody mess for all the world to see
So darling, if you’d please take this heart and set me free
‘Cause this heart don’t look good on my sleeve
I wear this hat upon my head to hide my thoughts
And these shades to hide the gaze that I keep
But I always mess things up
‘Cause my lips just won’t stay shut
Lord, this heart don’t look good on my sleeve
This heart don’t look good on my sleeve
It’s a bloody mess for all the world to see
So darling, if you’d please take this heart and set me free
‘Cause this heart don’t look good on my sleeve
Yeah darling, if you’d please take this heart and set me free
‘Cause this heart don’t look good on my sleeve
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The Tide
03:12
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All of the words that I threw at the wind
I knew deep down you were listening
And all of the times that I said that was it
You seemed to see right through me
I played the song of your heartstrings
And I broke them one by one
You tried to think on the good things
But I made sure there were none
I thought like the tide I could push you away
And somehow I’d manage to pull you back in
From seconds to moments to hours to days
I realized that I’d never have you again
Gone are the songs that your heart sing
And gone are your shoes by the door
I wait listening for the doorbell to ring,
But it don’t make a sound anymore
Maybe in time I will take all the blame
And be the mistake you won’t make again
Sometime down the line, Lord I might change my ways
But until then I’ll be your cloudy day
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Texas is in Her Eyes
03:29
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She had daddy around her finger
She had her friends all fooled
She never dreamed that she would play a game
Of someone else's rules
So she packed her bags and headed West
To make it big somehow, someway
No one there to tell her
But she knew she'd lost her way
Standing on a ground of stars
She's gaze into the lights
Searching for a constellation
Beyond the neon signs
Above her a lone star shines
Calling from miles
She's got a west coast smile, but
Texas is in her eyes
Now there's brand new cars she'll ride in
But none to call her own
A 4-bedroom beach side condo,
But it doesn't feel like home
She spends her evenings with her head in a vase
To hide the pain away
'Cause daddy never calls her
And her friends won't speak her name
But he thinks about the girl
That stole his heart in school
He can't help but wonder if
There's something he can do
At night, he thinks back to
All the times he could have tried
She's got a west coast smile, but
Texas is in her eyes
Standing on a ground of stars
She's gaze into the lights
Searching for a constellation
Beyond the neon signs
Above her a lone star shines
Calling from miles
She's got a west coast smile, but
Texas is in her eyes
She's got a west coast smile, but
Texas is in her eyes
She's got a west coast smile, but
Texas is in her eyes
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I look around this crowded room
Of folks that I call friends
And hope that I’ll see one more face
Before this whole night ends
I’m playing all my hopes up like
Someday you’ll come on through
But I’ll always want what I can’t have
If all I want is you
I know you’re just a memory
That I should best forget
But I’m thinking back to times I missed
And things I should have said
Despite my hopeless fantasies,
I know that it’s all through
‘Cause I’ll always want what I can’t have
If all I want is you
I walk around in circles in
My childhood room
Thumbing through the annuals
I kept from our old school
And I see you in that photograph
Just like a dream come true
But I’ll always want what I can’t have
If all I want is you
Yeah, I'll always want what I can't have
If all I want is you
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Arriba, Maria
03:41
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Arriba, Maria
Don’t leave me standing in the rain
It ain’t fair to shut the door
In the face of a man with much to say
‘Cause if you’d give me some time
I know I could make you mine
It’s cold here Maria
Don’t leave me standing in the rain
Andale, my darling
Don’t leave me out here all night
‘Cause I won’t leave this doorstep ‘til
We make this whole thing right
I know it’s not easy to see
But you’re doing something to me
Andale, my darling
Don’t leave me out here all night
I said to myself that
I’d never let you drive me insane
But when you walked on out
I knew that I’d never be the same
Arriba, Maria
Don’t leave me standing in the rain
It ain’t fair to shut the door
In the face of a man with much to say
‘Cause if you’d give me some time
I know I could make you mine
Arriba, Maria
Don’t leave me standing in the rain
‘Cause if you’d give me some time
I know I could make you mine
Arriba, Maria
Don’t leave me standing in the rain
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Stranger
04:00
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Just tell me the words yourself
There ain’t no reason to lie
I’ll handle it somehow
Tomorrow will come by
Yeah, I know I have this feeling
But all I do is hesitate
And if I were to try my hand,
You’d just be a stranger anyway
So let’s not play pretend
I’m just one of those guys
I’m not what you need now
Or until the end of time
Don’t mind me, I planned on leaving
I’ve got no reason to stay
It don’t matter how or why or when
You’d still be a stranger anyway
Don’t tell me I’m not myself
And don't point out a silver line
I’ll spend some time around
To stay away from my own mind
And if it’s love you think you’re feeling
Try your best to stay away
A couple years or just one stand
You’ll just be a stranger anyway
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Four Closed Walls
03:51
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The hour hand gets slower
As it inches its way toward five
She’s running low on self-control
And she’ll lose it all tonight
She ain’t looking for a silver lining
She ain’t looking to start a fight
She’s gonna head for the store on the corner
And lock up the house for a while
Good Lord, Mary Anne
Why don’t you take some time to think?
You can’t confide in your worried mind
Until it’s filled up to the brink
You’ll never face your problems
Until you finally break the binge
‘Cause four closed walls and alcohol
Are now your only friends
She’s got her favorite album spinning
And the dial cranked to the right
She can’t control her feet, but
She ain’t stepping on none tonight
For some the night is over
But hers has just began
‘Cause the bottle’s getting empty
And she’s afraid to go to bed
Good Lord, Mary Anne
Why don’t you take some time to think?
You can’t confide in your worried mind
Until it’s filled up to the brink
You’ll never face your problems
Until you finally break the binge
‘Cause four closed walls and alcohol
Are now your only friends
Good Lord, Mary Anne
Why don’t you take some time to think?
You can’t confide in your worried mind
Until it’s filled up to the brink
You’ll never face your problems
Until you finally break the binge
‘Cause four closed walls and alcohol
Are now your only friends
Yeah, four closed walls and alcohol
Are now your only friends
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Waiting
04:27
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Whenever you're tired
I'm exhausted
Whenever you're lonely
I'm lonely, too
Whenever you're frightened
I fear for the future
'Cause you're the only one
I want to be with to see it through
I
Want to stay right on your mind
Because you'll be on mine
All the time
And I will be waiting for you
Here
Is a photograph for you
It's the least that I could do
And I will be waiting for you
Remember the battles
Remember the heartache
We stood through the bad times
As well as the good days
And now as we look back
Through the family album
The past has returned once more
But nothing's really changed that much
'Cause I
Want to stay right by your side
Doesn’t matter, rain or shine
I will be waiting for you
Here
Are some photographs for you
They're the least that I could do
And I will be waiting for you
And you're alone, now
I can't hold you tight
I can't dry your watered eyes
And tell you that you'll be fine
I'll always be with you
But, not just in 3x5's
Memories last longer than that
And you were my lifetime
Oh, 'cause I wanna stay right on your mind
'Cause you'll be on mine
All the time
And I will be waiting for you
Here
Are some memories for you
They're the least that I could do
And I will be waiting for you here
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No Goodbyes on the Road
04:19
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There are no
Goodbyes on the road
I've got to go
I've got to go
Give them a hug
A hug for me
‘Cause I've got places
I've got to be
No I don't
I don't hate you at all
I'll always remember
Our time in that loft
Love don’t lie
But sometimes, it's cold
'Cause there's no goodbyes
No goodbyes on the road
I can't go
Where you've got to go
I'm headed for L.A.
And you're headed for the crossroads
Don't make no decisions
That you will regret
Please, for me
Don't give up yet
I'm gonna find you
I'll search like a dog
And if I die trying
I'll die singing this song
I won't say goodbye
To this town, oh no
'Cause there's no goodbyes
No goodbyes on the road
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Atlanta
04:08
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I’m playing columns with a stuttered line
Just trying to keep from losing my mind
A day and some change, it sure can take a toll
The coffee can only be brewed so strong
Now I’ve gotta keep moving on
‘Cause Atlanta, Georgia’s a mighty long way to go
I got eighteen wheels and a full 150
Pulling my carcass through Mississippi
At 5 AM, there ain’t much here to see
I'm weighted down, but I ain’t too slow
I got a clean shot down that old big road
Racing toward Atlanta like a refugee
Passing another state line sign
I went by the stop and counted my miles
Feels like I just got my second wind
A few more hours won’t be that long and
It’s worth what I’ll be hauling home
‘Cause a day and some change makes a dollar at the end
I’m doubling back from Texarkana
Cruising through sweet home Alabama
Cradled between the mountains and over the streams
Four more hours to Industrial road
And one more drive ‘til I get back home
Racing toward Atlanta like a refugee
Yeah, I got eighteen wheels and almost empty
If you blink, then you just might miss me
Pulling off into the busy street
I got four more miles to Industrial road
And I can’t wait ’til I get back home
Racing toward Atlanta like a refugee
Racing toward Atlanta like a refugee
Whoa, I'm racing toward Atlanta like a refugee
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11. |
The Place in the Middle
03:38
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Boxes stacked beside the door
In the morning, they won’t be there no more
‘Cause when I hear that rooster crow
Is about the time I’ll have to go
Raced out the backwoods, no tears cried
I threw an old Coke bottle at the state line sign
Didn’t turn around to say goodbye
‘Cause I’m gonna try the city on for size
The country was a suit I couldn’t wear
And I ran all out of things to do down there
And if the lights in the city don’t hypnotize me
The place in the middle’s where I’ll be
A half a mile’s a half hour drive
I can hardly punch my card on time
I know I read that print real fine
But I wish I’d never signed that line
This yoke around my collar’s hard to bare
It’s a tie that binds my will to someone else
If the good Lord above could break me free
The place in the middle’s where I’d be
The place in the middle's where I'd be
Yeah, the place in the middle's where I'd be
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Dakota Saylor Harlan, Kentucky
Singer/songwriter from Harlan, Kentucky.
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