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1. |
Movin' On
04:20
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Can we clean this all up?
Or let it all go?
Is it time to say what we already know?
That this river of pain
Now a river of tears
Has washed over the banks
Of this many years
When love ain’t enough, well, what is that worth?
Turn me around and take back this hurt
We keep on dyin’ cause we keep on tryin’
It ain’t in the truth, it’s all in denyin’ that
It ain’t about right or wrong
It’s just about movin’ on
You leave a piece of yourself wherever you go…
If it’s all in black and white
And you can’t be wrong or right
Keep the pieces you love and let the rest go…
You tried to pack me away, in a neat little box
And set me aside, but I kept spilling out…
Our road has been rough, though we tried our best
Now all the lines in the sand, have left a damn big mess
For better or worse til death do us part
Until this bandage falls off of my heart
Put it back on, do you think it will stick?
With so much blood and a hole this big?
It ain’t about right or wrong
It’s just about movin’ on
You leave a piece of yourself wherever you go…
And when you scared of bein’ blue
That’s all the fear just comin’ through
Sometimes bein’ alone is the best that we can do…
We’re just not who we were
I don’t know what to do
I don’t have a clue
You say I don’t know you anymore
The reasons why
No longer apply
Hide away and lock the door
Don’t see the love,
Don’t see our blood spillin out on this floor…
It ain’t about right or wrong
It’s just about movin’ on
You leave a piece of yourself wherever you go…
If it’s all in black and white
And you can’t be wrong or right
You’ll take the pieces you love wherever you go…
It ain’t about right or wrong
It’s just about movin’ on
If you love someone, you’ll just let’em go
Starting over you can find what you were always looking for…
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2. |
The Door
04:01
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the pillows are thrown
the sheets hangin on
covers rolled up to the edge
the air is still blue
and it smells like you
there’s more than your voice in my head
if true love was sin
like what has just been
would it linger on in the night?
I long for your touch
to burn me up
it’s your heat that keeps me alive
won’t you turn around, my love
come back down to what we’ve found
it’s not the same old thing in here
that you had before
no, it’s so much more
so let’s keep it on
this side of the door
the song in my head
that you sang in my bed
was a beautiful wreckage of mine
and hung in the smoke
were the sad, sad notes
of a melody that put out your fire
when your boots hit the floor
I tell you once more
that I will do anything…
begging is tough
but it’s still not enough
to convince you to stay…
don’t you open up that door
turn around for what we’ve found
it’s not the same old thing in here
that you had before
no it’s so much more
so let’s keep it on
this side of the door
remember the days
when you would stay
closer to me than close?
if I feel like home
then I’m where you belong
don’t go…. don’t…
don’t you open up that door
come back around to what we’ve found
its not the same old thing in here
that we had before
no, it’s so much more
so let’s keep it on
this side…
let’s keep it on
this side…
let’s keep it on
this side of the door…
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3. |
Some Kinda Love
02:53
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that’s some kinda love
that’ll call me up
at 1:15 in the mornin
you make me laugh
and forget I’m sad
an put a smile on my face
well that’s some kind love
that can pick me up
when I’m havin ‘one of those days’
I’m fit to be tied
beaten and lied to
but you don’t walk away
that’s some kinda friend
that will break and bend
all the rules just to let you play
that’s a big big love
who will hold you up
no matter what gets in our way
well that’s some kinda love
when the times get tough
you know just what I need
a three hour walk
when I just need to talk
cause life’s been kicking me
that’s some kinda love
that can prop me up
a shoulder I can lean on
when all that I dread
can’t get me out of bed
don’t wanna face the day
that’s some kinda friend
that will break and bend
all the rules just to let you play
that’s a big big love
who will hold you up
no matter what gets in our way
that’s some kinda love
that can crack me up
smiling with your silly face
never again
will it happen, my friend
we’ll never say goodbye
that’s some kinda love
that’s some kinda love
that’s some kinda love
that’s some kinda love
that’s some kinda love
that’s some kinda love
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4. |
Never Used To Mind
03:26
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I never used to mind Gm
wearing your favorite shirt D7 D+ Gm
sleeves rolled up C9(no3rd) Gm
…down to my knees D7
with nothing underneath Bbm6 Am6 Gm
I never used to mind Gm
when we wore nothing at all D7 D+ Gm
Face to face in bed C9(no3rd) Gm
with desire in between Bbm6 Am6 Gm
Now I find Eb7 D7 Gm
that I'm just a little bit tired Gm Csus2
Of wearing this smile Bbm6 Am6 Gm
and saying it’s alright Ab7 D7
Yes, I find Eb7 D7 Gm
that I'm just a little bit tired Gm C9 (no3rd)
Of wearing this smile Eb7 D7 Gm
and saying that I’m fine Bbm6 Am6 Gm
I never used to mind
wearing my heart on my sleeve
for the world to see… that I gave it to you
now where’s our dream come true?
I never used to mind
wearing your name like a ghost
I gave you the most
I ever, ever could give
C Gm Wish dreams didn’t fade and love didn’t leave
Eb C If time went back then I could believe
Eb Gm I wish I could remember one thing
C How I never used to mind
D7 Wearing your ring
Now I find Eb7 D7 Gm
that I'm just a little bit tired Gm Csus2
Of wearing this smile Bbm6 Am6 Gm
saying it's alright Ab7 D7
Yes, I find Eb7 D7 Gm
I'm just a little bit tired Gm C9 (no3rd)
Of wearing this smile Eb7 D7 Gm
and sayin that I’m fine Bbm6 Am6 Gm
and sayin that I’m fine
I’m not fine
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5. |
Sometimes
04:27
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Sometimes I don’t feel like getting up
Sometimes I don’t feel like laying down
Sometimes it’s not coffee in my cup
Sometimes I’m more lost than I am found
Sometimes I close the blinds and pull the shades
Sometimes the sun’s too bright on my window sill
Sometimes I think I’m dreaming but I’m awake
Sometimes I think I’m running but I’m standing still
Today has been a day of sometimes
And it’s looking like tomorrow just may be
Sometimes there’s no song on my radio
Sometimes it’s just not sad enough for me
Sometimes the music’s fast when I’m dancing slow
Sometimes to dance alone is what I need
Today has been a day of sometimes
And it’s looking like tomorrow just may be
Today has been a day of sometimes
And it’s looking like tomorrow just may be
Today has ended like so many days before
I’m tired of sometimes
There’s gotta be something more…
Today has been a day of sometimes
And it’s looking like tomorrow just may be
Today has been a day of sometimes
And it’s looking like tomorrow just may be
And it’s looking like tomorrow just may be
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6. |
Washed Away
03:04
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hold it in line
give it some time
say that you’ll hang on to me
it’s movin fast
how do we last
the tempest and toss of the past
this talk of life and love, honeybunny
of tangle; sticky, sweet
your lips are divine
how they fit into mine
can it be?
can it be?...
why is it tough
or just not enough
all this you’re taking from me
maybe it’s true
that nothing I do
will ever make up for all that you’ve seen
it’s falling down the stairs, barely feeling
and landing on your feet
it’s losing your time
and leaving behind
all we’ve been…
all we’ve seen…
every day
washes away
into the flood of our lives
how do you hurt?
how do you heal?
how do you learn to be still?
all outta time and chance to recover
all of the things that we need
our color fades
as we wash away
like a stain…
like a stain…
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7. |
Big Love
03:51
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have i told you lately how much you mean?
i wish the words would come to me with ease.
in your face there's no picture i can paint,
it's just emotion that spills out of me.
i'm drawn to your presence,
i'm drawn to your charm,
i want to stand by you to be right beside of your
big, big love
your big, big love
cause each time i fall down you pick me back up
with your big, your big love
when i close my eyes i can feel you.
i want to touch you and be touched by you.
two hearts beat together when wrapped in your arms,
it's not your body but what is beyond.
your radiant essence,
and breath keeps me warm,
i am just a bit empty, so come fill me up with your
big, big love
your big, big love
and each time i fall down, you come pick me up
with your big, big love
I've seen the struggle each day in your life,
thru the pain out to the beauty you see.
every dark chapter uncovered a truth,
made it clear just how much you believe.
it spreads wide around you,
and lands upon me,
I want to get closer to live in the light of your
big, big love
your big, big love
and each time i fall down, you come pick me up
with your big, my big love
big, big love
my big, big love
if you ever fall down I’ll come pick you up
with my big, my big love
if you ever fall down I’ll come pick you up
with my big, big love
my big, big love
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8. |
Alright By Me
03:42
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I’m a little thick around the middle
I’m a little weak around the heart
And I’m a little flat along my backside
But I look real good in the dark
Now I can’t drink like I used to
Cause it’s a little dark in my head
I’d rather brew some coffee,
Throw on some good tunes,
And talk all night instead
It was a hard, hard life back there where I used to be
And things still aren’t as they seem
That man in the mirror may not like what he’s seen
But that’s all right by me
Yes, that’s alright by me
2.(Lizzy)
If life had give me lots for the choosin’
I’d have a lot more legs than I have tail
I’d have perfect hair and bigger boobies
I’d choose to be a hammer, not a nail
So many younguns here all call me mama
They couldn’t all’ve come out of the womb
I’m guessin only four,
The other six can’t close a door,
They’ll go home when we run out of food
And it’s a hard, hard life anywhere I seem to be
And things still aren’t as they seem
I’m good at bein happy,
With a song and with a dream
And that’s all right by me
Yes, that’s alright by me
3.(Lynnie)
Should I pay the ‘lectric or the cable?
Do I feed the boys or just the girl?
Should I pay the child support
Or just sell off a baby,
I’m so tired of bein poor as dirt
Cause my temper’s gettin’ shorter than my patience
I have to keep an eye on my right arm
I wish that I could win that big lotto
I’d buy everything except the farm
It’s a hard, hard life everywhere I choose to be
Coming apart at the seams
I’m tryin to be happy
With my song and with my dream
And that’s all right by me
Yes that’s alright by me
:outro: (ALL)
It’s a hard, hard life and we’ll have to believe
This world is not what it seems
We can all be happy
With our song and with our dream
And that’s all right by me
Yes, that’s alright by me
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9. |
On A Summer Night
05:04
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there’s just something about lovin
on a summer night
a couple crazy hearts lookin for a place that’s right
that left me and you going for a drive
past your papa’s old home place
deep into the woods, deep into the night
your lips brushed my cheek
your eyes blew me away
you called me beautiful
and laid me down, you laid me down
that’s magnolia on the warm wind
and that’s moonlight on your face
that’s two lonely souls now lost without a trace
that left me and you riding on a hot night
stopping just to feel again
the essence of your body, the essence of your skin
and we were loving
oh, we were loving
such sweet
love, love, love, loving
ooooh, on a summer night….
your lips brushed my cheek
your eyes blew me away
you called me beautiful
and laid me down, you laid me down
we were loving
oh, we were loving
such sweet
love, love, love, loving
ooooh, on a summer night….
I always kept that t-shirt because it smelled like you
I gave you my stardust so you’d remember too
now when I smell magnolia, and the wind it blows just right
I think about loving you, I think about that night
cause there’ll always be something
about loving on a summer night
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10. |
Spring Cleaning
03:06
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i cleaned out my notebook
every piece of you in there
i cleaned out my closet
all the clothes you used to wear
i cleaned out my head
of every loving memory
i tried to wear my heart out
but all it did was bleed
i ripped the sheets right off the bed
your hair just stayed stuck in
i ripped the pillows all in two
your scent was religion
i shattered every dish
into the kitchen sink
i broke up every glass
that I ever saw you drink
nothing gets rid of you
no, nothing seems to work
I wonder if I’d kept it all
then maybe you’d return
i tried so hard to teach my tongue
to never speak your name
and rinse out from my hateful mouth
every arc of spit and blame
i went to wash my hands
cause they had held to you for years
i tried to wash my cheeks
because I’m tired of all these tears
nothing gets rid of you
no, nothing seems to work
I wonder if I’d kept it all
then maybe you’d return
last I hocked the golden band
on the day the papers came
and if I’ve gotten rid of you
why do i feel the same?
I gave up, surrendered all
just to find a little peace
I hoped with everything now gone
that I could find release
nothing gets rid of you
no, nothing seems to work
I wonder if I’d kept it all
then maybe you’d return
nothing gets rid of you
no, nothing seems to work
I wonder if I’d kept it all
then maybe you’d return
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11. |
For A Time
03:30
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some things are beautiful
but then they pass on by
they are here for a time
sun sets a painted sky
a piece of heaven’s lullaby
here for a time
sun grows green
amazing
some things burn so bright
and others dark as night
they are here for a time
rough days will pass over
and people pass away
nothing here gets to stay
I walk alone
here and then gone
short as the song
I sing alone
moonlight breaks the pines
darkness drinks up the light
moon rules full and high
divides our love, our lives
sets us, for a time
some things are beautiful
but then they pass on by
they are here for a time
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Hank Barbee North Carolina
Guitar player, balladeer, and self-reflective life-mender all rolled up in a lanky package of boyish charm. ...an interesting evolution...combine dirty blues, roots-rock, thumb-style "Travis picking", surf, dixieland and western swing… throw in some heavy life experience and meaningful lyrical content… what’s for dinner is a rich stew of the last 100+ years of American musical heritage... ... more
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