1. |
Free
04:38
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Free
Long time ago - When streets was roads
Done did me wrong - And now ya gone
Cold day in Hell - I’ve come to know
So swollen - I can’t swallow
But oh - I won’t - Follow
Stranded and strayed - Pray Heaven rain
My shackles fall frayed - My innocence swayed
But I wouldn’t be good - Even if I stayed
Vultures circle - The owl wisely waits
Letting the wind - Carry away
Reaping my fate - My will I fill
Foot on hills edge - My fear I kill
Sorrow’s smile - And I’ll wear it well
Sign was a’lyin’ - But I just can’t tell
Oh Mama - Your blood - I am still.
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2. |
6 Days To Sunday
03:24
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6 Days To Sunday
Say boy - Whachu jonezin’ for?
I’ll have another - And another more
Same page torn - And he’s dyin’
To be born
She takes all comers - But not all lovers
Ain’t like the others - His heaven under her covers
6 days to Sunday - And he hurries and waits
Say boy - Whatchu jonezin’ for?
Say mister - How ‘bout somethin’ a little stronger
Well I’ve got just the stuff but you’ll still - remember
That’s alright good sir - A high noon to midnight - closer
Cuz it’s 6 days to Sunday - Gotta hurry and wait.
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3. |
Snake Eyes
03:52
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Snake Eyes
Long nights - Pillow and pistol
Still here - Cuz they ain’t no more
Back then - On the inside
When time - Was all we had
Busted out - & we ain’t comin’ back
But I swear - I haven’t killed
But I’ve stolen - What I can’t fill
All the pigs want - Is my blood to spill
Mr. Youngblood - Is you ready?
Damn sho’ am - Let’s hit the city
They got my blackbird - No more hiding
Got all your money - But nobody
Your loss - And mine too
Fresh flowers - for a stone view
They got a rope - To hang my hat
They got a chair - To be my last
But I gotta love - that won’t hold me back.
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4. |
Yours
04:24
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Yours
Dim lit road - I roam for years
And I was riddled - With rain and tears
Storm comin’ yonder - Not far from here
That ol’ cold come creepin’ - Near and near
Oh I’ve been howlin’ - For the moon to bloom
Still hear your whisperin’ - Through thunderin’ tunes
I looka both ways - I’m left marooned
I been cryin’ - Oh but dyin’
Can wait for you
And all the stones - That I have thrown
Rest rock bottom - I found my home
I’m yo man
Oh yes ma’am
I sho’ am
Yours
Yours.
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5. |
What's Left
04:26
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What’s Left
You promised - I swore
Good book ain’t good no more
You promise - I swore
Good book ain’t good no more
This holy home - I am left alone
Take a bow - Make your vows
Tell me what are they worth now
Take a bow - Make your vows
Tell me what are they worth now
I still love you so - But I don’t know - How
What I had - Said and done
Lord my blood gone bad
What I had - Said and done
Lorn my blood - Said and done
With my eyes sown shut - I can still see the - Sun
What’s left of me - Sleeps in the dust
I am shattered - I still gather the pieces
What’s left of me - Sleeps in the dust
I am shattered - I still gather the pieces
On a train - Gone to - Where my baby lays
On a train - Gone to - Where my baby lays
That hole I dug, Lord, Was her grave.
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6. |
Just Kids
04:51
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Just Kids
Sunshine risin’
I’m under the ice and
It’s like needles and knives
Shatters my glass made pride
Hole in my pocket
Lost your last diamond
At the bottom of the bucket
Not a single drop left
I fade into nothin’
To a place with no memory
A place that knows no time
A love I can only dream of
A love I can only dream of
Don’t wake me up
If I knew what I knew now
I’d rather be a fool now
Yes I’ve been there before
And I’ll be there again
But I can’t help but look back
When we broke and bled in the cracks
When you turned your head
When I sank in the sand
I fade into nothin’
Now fall asleep and dream so sweet
Like children - again left us meet
To a place with no memory
A place that knows no time
A love I can only dream of
A love we can only dream of
Don’t wake us up
Don’t wake us up.
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7. |
No Name
04:08
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No Name
Dreadin’ the sleep of sleepin’
Fallin’ back and forward leanin’
This forsaken place has lost - It’s meaning
I been wrong so goddamn long
And it’s taken it’s toll and then some
I’ve been sinkin’ - Sunkin; numb
The waters warm - Beneath me
Ain’t no lie I’ve never been
The drippin’ of moments down the drain
Mirrors broken - What’s left - Is waning
I look by I don’t see
As she spilled my precious eulogy
The crowd learns to lose their youth
I‘ve gone without sayin’
The wind - Is with - Me
The things that should’a been said
But were written down and read instead
Cold sweat on his forehead
That chills - her silent arrest
Cry to curse this curse
Flat line - come on and hitched my hears
Always my word is yours
Always
Way back when - I was your - Man
And I still am
I still am
And I.
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8. |
Tic Tac Toe Tag
07:30
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Tic Tac Toe Tag
Sliver of hope - Is all I own
Ripped where I’ve sown - My soul is shown
Drifting to find - My Place
In your arms - I am ready
For this day to end
I am ready
For the sun to descend
I can’t stay here - No I don’t belong
I can’t get warm
Walls losin’ room - For the days to tally
Head for my doom - To have sweet mercy
Pour out my last drop - And drink the rain
I shall exhume - This Hell I’m bleedin’
My only friend - I have come to
She done cried - Help me help you
If I can grow old - All I’ll need - Is her to hold
Oh wisdom - This prison
Unlearned - Unlearned
Now almost time - To draw the line
That highway mile - As good as mine
I’m ready - For this road to end
I am ready - to repent once again
I’m afraid - Second coming - Ain’t coming
Oh the sound - I can see
Oh the sound - Slowly dyin’
But oh my God - I am tryin’
To Live.
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9. |
Done
06:03
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Done
O’ whiskey - Done the best of me
And I’m sorry - Honey
Bottoms up - And up is down low
Suitcase closed - And off you go
Achin’ - Of what I done did
Oh, no - I can’t forget
Night has grown old - Gettin’ late - Gettin’ cold
And this haze be clear - As clear - As mornin’
Fool’s faults I feed - I plead
But fail finding
Just one - More - For sippin’
Face down - In this ol’ darkened room
Where she once fed me - With golden spoon
To you I couldn’t lie
Cross my heart and hope to die
I cut loose - The noose
And spill - My blues
What I - Wouldn’t give
For your warm kiss
When curses - Turn to blessin’s
This cap I’ll twist.
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10. |
Damned
05:18
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Damned
Now don’t fret it - Now it ain’t nothin’
‘Cause I am damned - Far cry to fathum
Carved in stone
And written in red
Now it just is - Think, blink and miss it
Was well deserved - Blood dries the stiches
Come again
And mend me
The skies were angry
And Mama moaned warning
Yet I didn’t listen - No
Boy I sure do now
Yes I sure do now
Now don’t fret it - Now it ain’t nothin’
‘Cause I am damned - Far cry to fathum
Carved in stone
And written in red.
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11. |
66 & 6
04:50
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66&6
On 66&6 - I kissed her spitfire lips
At the dead of dawn - I can say I’ve sawn
Call me - A full moon looney
Call me - A full moon looney
I’m half empty - And the pain is still looming
1:44 a.m. - Ghost I am singin’ me somethin’
I’m soaked in sin - Some hurry my jury be in
Sink or swim - Put me down like a dog
Sink or swim - Put me down like a dog
Come crows - Pick my bones
Pass it on - Pass it on
At last - I can rest my burnin’ skin
At last - I can rest my burnin’ skin
For it is me - Who shall be
The last one laughin’.
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12. |
The Toast
04:39
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The Toast
Old man on the balcony - As good as gone
“How’d you get that scar?”
He said, “Which one?”
“I gaze upon these gallows - Where my
Heroes used to hang
I’m no angel - And boy
You ain’t no saint
Just one last drink”
A toast to your life - A toast to my demise
A toast just for a toast -
May you be better - Than I was
Take these old work boots
And where them one day
Only then you’ll know - Young gun
My whole short story
“Old man where you goin’?”
“Over the railin,’”
“All I know is gone, but wait-
Just one last drink”
A toast to your life - A toast to my demise
A toast just for a toast -
May you be better - Than I was
A toast to you and your advice
May we sip this sweet whiskey
Your words - I will carry on.
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13. |
Wish
04:37
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Wish
She was a painter
She was a listener
She was a singer
She was a sinner
I could not render
To lie for more
If I was younger
I’d crawl to her
If I was younger
I’d crawl to her
Now I am a drifter
Of heat and thirst
A drink of water
Please kiss me first
Then I’ll know
That I was one
Hurry on
I ain’t got long
Hurry on
I ain’t got long.
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Benjamin Brown Nashville, Tennessee
Benjamin Brown is a singer/songwriter now living in Nashville, TN.
He is a self-taught guitarist who is mainly inspired by the musicians from the aspiring immersion of blues artists in the early part of the 20th Century.
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