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Sitting on the front porch
With a cold beer in my hand
Catching shade from the neighbors
They can't seem to understand
I tried to do it their way
And their way ain't much fun
They'll still be unhappy
After all the drinking's done
My yard looks like it's dying
My house could use some paint
Sure as hell done trying
To be something that I ain't
I tried to do it their way
And their way ain't much fun
The work will still be waiting
After all the drinking's done
After all the drinking's done
I'll be doing fine
After all the drinking's done
You won't be on my mind
Gonna head down to the tavern
Where the party never ends
Long as I'm still buying
There's no shortage of good friends
I tried to do it their way
And their way ain't much fun
Friends will turn to strangers
After all the drinking's done
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2. |
One Nickel Coffee
03:22
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She steps into the diner with an old stained coffee cup
A nickel a refill's a deal she'd never pass up
The regulars smile as she walks through the door
She lights up the room as she crosses the floor
To order the same thing each day
She says, "One nickel coffee, it's the best deal around"
Is there anything finer
Than this small country diner
Where every morning she's found
In the biggest small town around
Well she married a sailor and together they toured 'round the world
That didn't last, now he's touring with another girl
But here in this cafe, she's loved and she's known
A safe little corner that still feels like home
And she orders the same thing each day
She says, "One nickel coffee, it's the best deal around"
Is there anything finer
Than this small country diner
Where every morning she's found
In the biggest small town around
And the newspapers say jobs are going away
And the football team won't make it to state
But the Farmer's Almanac says it's a good year for rain
She loves that the news here is almost always the same
She says, "One nickel coffee, it's the best deal around"
Is there anything finer
Than this small country diner
Where every morning she's found
In the biggest small town around
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Close my eyes
Lay in bed
Sleep won't come
Just creeping dread
It's not unusual
Not unusual at all
The peace I knew
I know no more
You can't unsee
The hell of war
It's not unusual
Not unusual at all
Every day
Every day and every night
It's not unusual
But that don't make it right
Bombs will fall
And bullets fly
All fall down
Some will die
It's not unusual
Not unusual at all
It's not unusual
Not unusual at all
Every day
Every day and every night
It's not unusual
But that don't make it right
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What She Said
04:25
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Didn't know quite what to say
Didn't matter anyway
Somehow she always finds a way
To make it all okay
She ran her fingers through my hair
I could only stand and stair
As the world around just disappeared
She laughed without a care
And she said, "Oooo, ooo baby"
She said, "Oooo, ooo baby"
I didn't want to get this wrong
God knows it's been so long
But as our bodies swayed to a sweet, sweet love song
I was right where I belonged
She took me in her velvet hands
And I began to understand
When you find yourself in wonderland
Things don't always go as planned
And she said, "Oooo, ooo baby"
She said, "Oooo, ooo baby"
So I said, "Oooo, ooo baby"
When she said, "Oooo, ooo baby"
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Faces (Grandpa's Song)
05:10
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There was a girl
I remember her face
Eyes full of fire
Words full of grace
We were happy together
As we watched our kids play
In a small country house
At the end of the lane
I remember her face
I remember
Remember
Can't recall her name
I once was a hero
At least, that's what they say
For the battles I fought
In a land far away
I can still hear the bullets
I still smell the smoke
I still see the faces of each body I broke
I remember their faces
I remember
Remember
But I want to forget
I forgot you were sitting there
Have I been away long
Trapped in myself
Awake and alone
You seem so familiar
A memory distant and strange
Of a time long ago
And a house down the lane
I remember your face
I remember
Remember
But what was your name?
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