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Floorboards
03:52
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You came into my house
And into my dreams
And turned them to nightmares
Now I no longer sleep
You left your heart with me
To haunt me alone
I hear it still beating
Through the floorboards at home
But you don’t understand
That I won’t be your man
And you don’t even know
That I won’t let you go
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Mama and the Preacher
04:34
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Digging for gold with a dirty hand
Buzzard’s eye caught on a weary man
My footprints leaving deep scars in the sand
Rest my eyes on a pretty girl
But I’m a dying man in a dying world
By the sand or the devil’s hand my feet will burn
Digging for gold with a broken spade
Forget the empty threats Mother always made
About God and Hell and what lies in my grave
Rest my eyes on a mountain side
But I’ll stop in the field where my father lies
Buried deep in the dirt he left behind
I’ll keep my secrets in the chamber of my gun
But I’d give them up to anyone
And I’ll keep my demons in the safety of my home
‘Cause I just can’t bear to live alone
Mama and the preacher got a brand new goal
They coming down tomorrow just to make me whole
Daddy and the devil both avoid that fold
Better send the fear of God for this forgotten soul
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3. |
Coming Home
04:16
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Route 45 heads up northward from here
Got more miles ahead than I carry in years
I’ll cry out to Mary, see if she’s still a saint
But nothing awaits me, ‘cause it’s nothing I’ve made
Lord, it’s nothing I’ve made
I got holes in my shoes and dirt on my knees
And nobody’s looking to break bread with me
Every road I take leads me back here
Where the angels, they watching, but the devil is near
Lord, the devil is near
Please wait for me!
I’ll make my way on down that road, but I’m not coming home
Tell the saints, tell the sinners, tell my Mary, I ain’t coming home
Mary, O Graceful, won’t you pray loud and clear
Carry us sinners as death draws us near
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4. |
Georgia
02:59
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My father said, “Son, there’s no need to be leaving
The sins that I’ve carried don’t have to be yours
Don’t punish your mother, she’s in the house weeping
Praying the Lord keep you warm.”
But I took to the road, and it only grew colder
Fell in love with the bottle, and I nearly drowned
Spent every night looking over my shoulder
The Devil, he followed me down
So I’m going back to Georgia
Back to where I left friends in the past
Oh, I’m headed to Atlanta
If you’re going nowhere, get there fast
I’m going back to Georgia
Back to where all my sins washed away
Oh, I’m headed to Atlanta
In my sin water, that’s where I’ll bathe
So I’m sorry, my son, but it’s true that I’m leaving
The sins that I’ve carried should never be yours
Go comfort your mother, she’s in the house weeping
Praying the Lord keep me warm
I got angels all around me
I got angels singing loud
I got angels all around me
And they’re pulling me back to you now
(But I’ve never been much one for crowds)
Oh Atlanta, hear me loud
I am coming home back to you now!
So I’m going back to Georgia
Back to where I left friends in the past
Oh, I’m headed to Atlanta
If you’re going nowhere, get there fast
I’m going back to Georgia
Back to where all my sins washed away
Oh, I’m headed to Atlanta
In my sin water, that’s where I’ll bathe
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5. |
Calloused Hand
03:18
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When they bury me
Better make it deep
Don’t want to hear your voice telling me what to do
‘Cause on my grave
They’ll mark me a slave
If one more time I run myself back to you
You only call me to complain
Girl, you’re driving me insane
Don’t want to hear your voice again
You can’t force my calloused hand
You only look me up
When you had enough
Of whatever man is trying just to pull you down
You give a little smirk
I do your dirty work
Yeah, well not no more, I’m running out of this town
You say you love me but I have my doubts
Are you even trying, or just don’t know how?
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Death Row
04:09
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I saw the setting sun and I knew that here’s as far as I would run
So I turned to face the dogs and gave myself to the long arm of the law
I raised both my hands and I let the warden’s man drag me away
And I looked into those hardened eyes and asked “Son, whatcha think they’ll say after I die?”
“Well drifter, they’ll pilfer all that you know
Starting with the life you left behind before death row
And your momma’s heart won’t heal the hole ‘cuz for your soul when you die
Heaven ain’t nigh.”
I heard footsteps approach and I saw them holding what the jury wrote
And I knew what was in store ‘cuz I’ve seen men walk down that hallway before
They clapped both my hands in the tightest iron bands that they could find
And I looked into those steely eyes and asked “warden, what’ll they do after I die?”
“Well drifter, they’ll pilfer all that you know
Starting with the life you left behind before death row
And your momma’s heart won’t heal the hole ‘cuz for your soul when you die
Heaven ain’t nigh.”
I walked down the row – you never told me how it feels so much like home
I saw through the coldest eyes that the world has ever made and left outside
Up the stairs I rose to take my rightful place upon my throne
They closed and locked the door and I asked the preacher what awaits me when I die
“Well drifter, they’ll pilfer all that you know
Starting with the life you left behind before death row
And your momma’s heart won’t heal the hole ‘cuz for your soul when you die
Heaven ain’t nigh.”
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7. |
Just Let Me Hang
03:21
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I told her I would not drink
A promise I never intended to keep
The bottle of whiskey still sings me to sleep
And takes her away again
The sky, it was red on the night that they died
When I lost my dear baby girl and my wife
And I begged God to take back my life
‘Cause I didn’t want it no more
Well I’ve never had much of a plan
It’s always been other men’s dirt on my hands
And I’ve felt like I’m running through sand
Just trying to get home again
I took about all I could take
When I see that rope my hands start to shake
And I pray God that may neck will break
When it comes to the end of things
They tell me no women will cry on my grave
No preacher believes I’d be worth it to save
And I’ve heard dying men should be brave
But I ain’t got nothing impressive to say
So just let me hang low
Down near the people I know
And I’ll go where they go
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Ohio
04:45
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Sister went south to college, and brother hit the streets with war
I went to fight with the government, so I moved myself up north
Sister came back that summer (she said, My Lord) and taught us all about sin (won’t You save their souls?)
I remember that look on my brother’s face, asking mom for repentance
And now he’s singing Oh!
Left, heading east from mountains (take me back home!) back to OHIO (I will not go!)
Mama broke down at the border line so I took the wheel and drove
Papa cried out for money (he said, my son) but that ain’t no way to live (I’ll be home soon)
Now I can’t see his face from that middle east, laid off from that recession
And now he’s singing Oh!
GOD, can you hear me, or did my tongue just freeze?
Been walking ten miles trying to get to church
‘Cause I ain’t got nowhere else to be
ANGELS, you won’t help me, you just sing the same old notes
All the feeling in my body is dying out, but all you got to say is OH OH OH
Headed back west to mountains, and made my peace at home
Where the doors are broken down, like the people inside, but the walls are what’s standing strong
Papa has said he’s sorry, Mama, she don’t say a word
Now I’m building myself on a brand new lot, where my heart won’t be cracked and torn
It’s got me singing OH!
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Faith
03:23
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When they lay my body down, forget my soul
You know my soul’s got a ways to go
When they lay my body down, forget my soul
Forget my soul today
You got your gold gates up in Heaven
But there’s gold here in the ground
And I don’t need no salvation
If I can buy Heaven hear and now
So don’t worry about me
‘Cause I got all I desire
And I swear I’ll change if there comes a day
When I smell your damn hellfire
‘Cause I got faith in my Lord, Jesus
O I got faith You’re coming down today
I got faith in my Lord, Jesus
O I got faith You’re coming, Lord, don’t forget this boy
I’m coming home today
Now my mind is always racing
Sending shivers through my spine
But you can keep your prayers and blessings
‘Cause I can handle this just fine
So don’t worry about me
I got your voice in my head
And it screams and shouts all about my doubts
But it can go to Hell instead
Cause I got faith
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10. |
Waitin' Up
02:35
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I was watching every night as he crept out the door
With a bottle in his hand and his arms around a whore
By the morning he crawls back to the courtroom on the bench
With a bible by his side
When they brought me in the room, Oh, he had his mind made up
Shouted “Thirty years to life!” and they slapped my hands in cuffs
As they dragged me down the hall, Oh, I shouted out his name
Singing “Boy, I won’t be long!”
Now I’ve broken down these bars and I know
What you’re doing every night and where you go
Boy, we’re guilty of the same sins and so
Got your sentence behind your door!
And I’ll be waiting up tonight when he comes stumblin’ in
With my pistol in my hand and my belly full of gin
I got fire in my eyes and my patience wearing thin
Best go let the jury know looks like I’m coming home again
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11. |
Quaint House
04:45
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Quaint house with a backyard where the kids can play
Front porch and two chairs for when we’re old and gray
Your left hand, where the comfort of forever’s found
Two hearts, but one’s buried underneath the ground
Dark coats on a cold November day
And when the hurt shows bite my lip so I don’t have to say
I miss you but we’ll be together soon
It’s like our friends say, just got to make it through this afternoon
Quaint house, but it’s quiet now that kids are gone
Cracked walls, and I’m counting all the bruises on my
Left hand, where the comfort of forever lied
Eyes closed, in the morning I’ll sleeping be by your side
Dress my lover in a patchy old skirt
Color it brown to match the surrounding dirt
Tell my mama it’ll be okay
Tell her I’m sorry that I’m beating her to the grave
I am getting sick of seeing other people kiss
Holding tight their sweethearts' hand with arms around their neck
Two drinks and a rope, a shaky hand to write my note
When you find me here, I hope you’ll read the words I wrote
Before long
I will sing this song
And I’ll be gone tonight
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12. |
Lord is Coming
02:34
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I heard that the Lord is coming down
In a low but violent angry sound
I heard that the Lord is coming
But it ain’t ever over till it’s done
I heard that the moon is turning red
Woke up to an angel in my bed
Said “Child, there’s an anger coming,
But it ain’t ever over till it’s done.”
I heard there’s a fire in the land
Fresh blood dropped down on distant sand
I heard there’s a war a-coming
But it ain’t ever over till it’s done
Whether sinners or saints, yeah you’d better get running
I’ll be dead in three days and it won’t be for nothing
Well the winter won’t wait, so you’d better get running
I’ll be dead in three days and it won’t be for nothing
I heard that the Lord is coming down
In a low but violent angry sound
I heard that the Lord is coming
But it ain’t ever over till it’s done.
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