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God in a Box
04:40
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GOD IN A BOX
You remember that tune about seven women
The songs they sing can make a man wonder
Round and round my head goes
Each woman I’ve met tried to leave her mark
“Don’t blame me”, she said, but I woke one morning
With “devil” scratched on my back
And down by the river I met a maiden
We talked to the moon then she and a sailor stole the night
Saying “my last name’s ‘Goodbye’”
One says I’m funny and another storms out of the bar
I’m just a crummy human being, guess my best friend’s my guitar
Honey, you know where you can go
Round and round my head goes
Give me life, then explode
I’ve lived with a princess, she always did what she pleased
I was told it’s all a matter of priorities
But I took all I had left and I flew
The last song I sang said she’d follow the sun
First time I met her thought I found the one
When she read my thoughts she said I really put god in a box
Round and round my head goes
Give me life, then explode
Round and round my head goes
Give me life, then explode
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One Hard Rodeo
04:10
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ONE HARD RODEO
While I tell it like it is
The House is shakin’ down
People stand in rows flowering lapels
The voices fill the halls
We pay these people well
Their nights are long, their children fall asleep waiting
While I tell it like it is
The moon is blinding bright
And the betting men are wagering
We’ll forget their last disgrace
The old guard’s in costume
Button slogans, songs we believe in
This world has become one hard rodeo
One hard rodeo
Dream of riding up high
One hard rodeo
Dream of riding up high
While I tell it like it is
My hero’s still alive
He’s kicking off a bronco
In the dust he feels afire
Standing in the saddle a distant piece from here
Dreaming and feeling of life inside
One hard rodeo
Dream of riding up high
One hard rodeo
Dreaming of riding up high
One hard rodeo
Dream of riding up high
One hard rodeo
Dream of riding up high, ooooh yeah….
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3. |
In Your Hands
04:39
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IN YOUR HANDS
Picked up an old friend
We sang a song or two
She’s such a charmer
Always good for a few
Never away for long
For nights, for love’s advice
Before you wish like a kid
Win a panda on a lucky throw
Lay into a story book
You know I
Don’t believe we’ve loved before
With the light
And the shine
And the breakers on my feet
Be there for me now
Sentiment and beaming smiles
Finding new ways
To get in touch with you
Always on time for you
Love flows too seldom
Before you wish like a kid
Win a panda on a lucky throw
Lay into a story book
You know I
Don’t believe we’ve loved before
With the light
And the shine
And the breakers on my feet
Before you wish like a kid
Win a panda on a lucky throw
Lay into a story book
You know I
Don’t believe we’ve loved before
With the light
And the shine
And the breakers on my feet
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Star Spangled Tears
04:19
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STAR SPANGLED TEARS
December ’73 was the year for me
Berkeley was quiet, speech was already free
Peace with honor rang through the town
Nixon was crowned a Republican clown
Nam has slipped past
I had dodged that action
Few felt unscathed
With little satisfaction
This was the front underneath Sather Gate
No flowers, no protests, only the weight
See my love
You’re not here long
Rise above
Be my song
We had done the unthinkable over scores of years
Drowned 50,000 in star spangled tears
This was the heavy we paid to wear
Choking our country, never again we’d swear
Well we dodged the gas
The bullhorns went silent
Like the napalm dropped
By a thousand pilots
Pieces of lives scattered to the corners
The country tried to live inside its borders
See my love
You’re not here long
Rise above
Be my song
Be my song
Be my song
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70 Westbound
04:01
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70 WESTBOUND
70 Westbound, in a Denver frame of mind
Put your R&B away when you drive across Colorado
The smell of diesel in the air
Countin’ every mile to San Francisco
Thinkin’ back to a girl I once knew
She’s a lonely kind of woman
Who could make it with only one man
Standing at the bar
With the muted trumpet perkin’ in the background
While the crystal sings
And her sun tan radiates on my face
And I’m crunched in this corner
Thinking of more serious things
Like rolling my eyes
Up and down her
And what it must be like to be stronger
And to think we’ve got one chance to be close
70 Westbound
A chance to be close
70 Westbound
Sun on my face
70 Westbound…
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Dan Moss San Francisco, California
San Francisco Bay Area musician. Singer, songwriter, rhythm guitarist.
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